It's quiet, and everything seems to be still. If it weren't for the rain that was falling outside the window, Sikong Cliff would have suspected that this was another strange dream.

Sikong Ya is 17 years old, and he should be competing in the finals of an esports tournament with his teammates. Unfortunately, a sudden fainting a week ago landed him in the hospital. After a series of examinations, it was discovered that he had a very large tumor in his brain. The location of this tumor is so hidden that even if it is found, there is no point in surgery.

Because of his parents' work, Sikong Ya grew up with his grandparents since he was a child. However, the parents of military researchers often rarely see each other throughout the year. Of course, this time the parents came back, after all, Sikong Ya was also their only child. Even though his father was annoyed that he was taking a break from school to participate in esports tournaments, nothing matters anymore.

In fact, from the beginning, Sikong Ya guessed from his grandfather's expression when he got the inspection report that his situation seemed to be very bad this time, and the subsequent arrival of his parents made him even more convinced. Finally, when he was alone with his father once, Sikong Ya still asked his father about his situation.

"You're in a bad condition, the location of the tumor found in the brain is inoperable, and the symptoms will become more and more obvious because of the large size......"

Perhaps because of the military, my father's personality has always been very frank, and he is also calm and clear when describing his illness to Sikong Ya. It's like a judge announcing the outcome of the trial without the slightest emotion.

In fact, as soon as his father spoke, Sikong Ya didn't have the heart to listen anymore, because everything was basically very close to what he had guessed. It's just that it's still a little different, the plot he's been fantasizing about in the past few days is the kind of plot where the teenager suffers from a terminal illness, touching his parents who have always cared about him, and then although he has gone through twists and turns, he finally overcame the disease, and the plot of a family of three starting a better life again. But as soon as my father spoke, everything was shattered.

Suddenly, Sikong Ya was angry and seemed to want to say something to his father, but when he raised his face to meet his father's eyes, he froze.

His father, who had always made him feel cold and harsh, and who never seemed to ignore him, was in tears.

A feeling of dizziness hit, and Sikong Ya's eyes went dark, and he fell into a coma.

In the time that followed, Sikong Cliff fell into a constant coma, and then woke up again and again, and so on and so on. Gradually, Sikong Cliff's consciousness began to blur, but he became more and more aware that his time was running out.

In fact, Sikong Cliff was not so afraid of death now, on the contrary, he was even looking forward to that moment a little. At least then he could be relieved, at least so that he would not have to see the remorse and self-reproach in his parents' eyes every time they looked at him.

"Dad, I don't blame you." Sikong Ya said with some effort.

"Xiaoya, you rest more, when you are well, our family will be together, and we will never be separated again......" The mother tried to comfort her, but all the words seemed to have lost their meaning by now. And tears are pouring out of everyone's eyes at the moment.

After a long silence, my father said, "Xiaoya, you are a good boy. Dad now asks you a question if there's a chance...... At some point in the future, or you can start your life again in another form, would you like to? ”

The father, who has always been calm and resolute, rarely hesitated to finish a sentence.

"Lao Si, this is not suitable...... Mother made a surprised voice on the side.

Sikong Ya didn't know what his parents were specifically studying in the army, but he knew very well that his parents' research direction was to have this highest level of security. Both parents graduated from top medical schools in China, and now my father may not be unreasonable.

Sikong Ya felt a whole dizziness coming, and quickly struggled to say "I am willing to ......" and fainted again.

In the days that followed, Sikong Ya's time of sobriety became shorter and shorter, and in the little time he was awake, he felt that his parents were repeatedly arguing over something. And this matter should be about himself, but he doesn't know exactly what it is.

Sikong Cliff is getting more and more serious, and now he is almost not completely fresh, except for the time outside of the completely ignorant coma, he can only vaguely perceive the surroundings at other times. In the blur, Sikong Cliff felt as if he had been carried onto the plane, and then it seemed to be a short flight. During this time, he was unconscious several times, so he could not estimate the time and distance of the flight.

The last thing Sikong Cliff felt was cold, a cold he had never felt before, as if everything was frozen by this cold, his body, his soul, and all the memories that came with it.

"Little Cliff, the road after that is up to you. Mom and Dad believe that you can succeed, remember never give up at any time......" This was the last time Sikong Ya heard his father's voice, and he couldn't even be sure if it was his father saying it, or if it was just an illusion in his dream. But all this no longer mattered, he had been engulfed in endless darkness, and there was no sound and no light together.

I guess I'm dead.

The darkness turned out not to be black......

The light came unexpectedly, like the darkness that had swallowed him up from the depths of his soul, and the light overflowed from the depths of his soul.

Sikong Ya felt all this blankly, yes, it was a feeling. He can't see, hear, touch, he can only feel, feel the light that comes from nowhere. It's so bright, so bright that you can feel this incomparably bright sensation even if you can't even look at it.

Am I not dead?

Could this be what my father said?

Sikong Ya was very confused, he was very sure that he was dead, because the silent darkness was too deep. And now, although he has new perception, he can only feel the light that bursts from his soul.

He wasn't sure he still had a body, because he couldn't feel it. Now he only has a trace of perception, trying to perceive everything around him. Gradual. It seems that the world around us is starting to change.

He felt the atmosphere building up in the sky, he felt the magma condensing into continents, he felt the lightning and thunder, he felt the storm. He felt that the rivers were converging into the ocean, and he felt that the sediment was piling up on the islands.

He felt a world forming.

And he was still waiting, because he couldn't do anything other than feel.

"Hello, Xiaoya."

Suddenly, there was a sound that sounded so without warning.

"I'm Dad, remember that question I asked you earlier? The world you're in now may be the answer, but I can't explore it with you anymore. ”

Sikong Ya listened to this voice that seemed to be very old in surprise, although the voice was very old, but from the tone and timbre, it felt that this was his father's voice.

"I'm running out of time, and it's up to you to take the rest of the road. I'm sorry I can't tell you more about the world because I don't know what it's going to be like. The only thing I can tell you is that in a sense it's a game. Thankfully, you seem to be pretty proficient in these things, and the rewards in this game are more than you think. Come on, my child. ”

The father's speech kept increasing and he finally finished what he had to say. It seems that there is still a lot to say, but he just stopped like that, and there was no more word.