Although nuclear fusion and nuclear fission can release considerable energy, they are still far from the theoretical energy conversion threshold.

What about annihilation?

The majestic energy generated when the positive and antimatter meet will surely create a more beautiful world.

Just as new shoots are born from decaying flowers and fruits, it is a good deal to use a dead galaxy as the humus for new life.

Doesn't that sound crazy? Is it out of touch with the common sense of human cognition?

Maybe yes.

If this crazy idea had been realized, hundreds of millions of people would have died in this beautiful fireworks display.

But isn't it necessary to exchange at an equivalent price to realize a wish?

I am simply making this decision on behalf of all of humanity.

It may be a bit arrogant to say this, but isn't it me who holds the decisive power and is the one who is chosen?

But I don't have the ability to make galactic antimatter yet, so I'm going to take my time.

If I had made this idea public, I might have been labeled a madman, and in some cases, I might even be arrested for crimes against humanity.

Gotta do it another way.

Isn't the energy brought by antimatter the most efficient energy source that human beings are so desperate for?

I used my team to make a package that decorated the purpose of the experiment, and pretended to make the young people puzzle of the century with a lot of confusing ideas. Then, I reported to the school and used the major media to spread the news.

Naturally, we also received a lot of threatening letters. There were people from my peers, some from the religious field, and even from the organizations that my mother believed in...... I thought they had disappeared over the years.

But nothing could stop me.

Standing on the familiar shore, I felt a damp wind.

Due to several previous assassinations, it has been suggested or said that I should be equipped with security forces. Although I didn't feel used to it, I accepted it for safety reasons.

My car was the same Japanese car I used to be, and it was parked not far from the rocky beach. Some friends also suggested that I change the car, anyway, now there are plenty of funds in all aspects. However, I have always been pragmatic and have no special needs for these things.

Vanity is nothing more than a by-product of honor. It's easier to never "have" than to "throw it away".

Right behind my car, there were two black cars parked. They followed, and stood nearby.

I looked at the ocean, but my heart didn't fluctuate. Looking at it, the loss, confusion, helplessness, and despair of the past are gone.

But again, there are no positive feelings.

Today, quite a good achievement has been made, with the addition of a lot of equipment that was previously coveted, and the respect of students and peers has increased a little. However, standing on the shore of this vast sea, I feel that my heart is as big as it, and nothing can fill it.

Maybe only the spark that bursts out "then" will do.

I was so looking forward to that day.

It was blue, much clearer than any other days I've ever been here. The clouds are in a clump and look very clean.

The sky is blue, the sea is lazy, the clouds are white, and the waves are white.

On the distant sea-sky line, they are so symmetrical in such a form.

It's like ...... Matter is the same as antimatter.

In this world, there is always something that lives and dies with something.

Whenever I think about this, my heart is much calmer.

At this time, I noticed a small shadow on the surface of the sea.

This scene is so familiar. I was a little more alert, and I grabbed the guardrail and leaned forward.

The figure noticed me and swam towards the shore at great speed. The resistance of the water seemed to him as if it were non-existent.

Through the guardrail, a large splash of water splashed on my face. I covered my face and took two steps back, and sure enough, I saw my restless student, holding onto the concrete platform under the railing and looking this way.

A couple of bodyguards stepped forward, and I waved my hand from a distance, signaling that they didn't have to come.

Then I crouched down and looked at him through the railing.

"You're always doing these dangerous things. ”

"No," the warbler widened, her eyes widened, "but it's teaching you, and you love to run to the beach." ”

"I'm not like I used to be, but I have to live a good life now. ”

"Yes, yes—" his legs were still splashing, "it's great to be rejuvenated, worthy of a professor." ”

That's natural. After all, I now have an important bargaining chip in my hands with the world.

However, the outcome of the negotiations has long been decided.

"I've been working on projects lately, so I don't have much time to focus on your topic. Why don't I introduce you to another mentor, that one—"

"No," he interrupted, "I'm glad to be a student of Professor Xie. I thought it would be a boring life, but I didn't expect that there were surprises everywhere. Thank you so much for everything. ”

Looking at this cheerful and lively child, I let out an imperceptible sigh. The sound was quickly drowned out by the waves, but the warbler seemed to hear it, and asked curiously, what was wrong.

"No, it's nothing," I shook my head, "I just feel a little ashamed that I barely did anything for you." On the contrary, it was you who pulled me at such a critical time. ”

"You've done a lot for me - the state and school subsidies aren't that much, are they? I think you must have quietly transferred some of the money to me to live on. Thank you so much. ”

I was speechless for a moment. He was right, but I didn't expect him to be so alert at such a young age.

I should have thought of it, though. After all, it is already incredible that such a grade can have such an academic level.

When I was this old...... I still live in the shadow of my mother's death and the faces of my relatives.

It's not a good thing to get a taste of the world too early.

What's more, this kid is much more bitter than me in comparison. Giving financial support is the most I can do – and I know very well that it is sad not to be able to live financially independently.

But it seems that although he lives alone, he is living well. I offered to rent him my apartment across the street without worrying about the utility bills, but he politely declined, saying that he could take care of himself. At first, I was a little uneasy, but now it seems that I am too worried.

I have never been a father, nor have I ever considered him my son or my brother.

I see him as myself.

In this world, there is another one who exists.

From a literary point of view, he must have a happy family like that.

But it doesn't matter. Everything will be better, everything will be better.

You can think of me as an extremist who strives for perfection, or, madman, paranoid.

I don't care what you call me.

Anyway, no one or anything can stop me.

The calendar on the table was crossed out day by day.

A certain number circled by a red pen is also getting closer.

The lecture that is about to shock human science is about to be released.

Backstage, the stylist helped me with my hair. There was a tuft of curly hair that was not very obedient, and she was busy looking for hairspray.

I thanked her and took the comb. Looking at myself in the mirror, I don't know me anymore.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and it is really difficult for stylists to make such an ordinary me a little less ordinary.

Keep it simple...... I pinned back the disobedient hair.

I imagined the dazzling flashes of light on the stage, the serious faces of the pundits in the front row, and the smiling colleagues in the back.

It's just a pity that there won't be any of my students there. I tried to get it, but the number of places is limited, and those who can accompany me have to go through rigorous vetting and academic evaluation. Don't talk about others, just that underage kid, you will never come.

He regretted it, and I comforted him, would have read it in the newspaper.

Then, one day, he will be published too.

"You're amazing. ”

is not the self in the mirror, it is a strange and crisp female voice.

I looked back at a little girl with short dyed blonde hair, in her early twenties. She hid her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly.

Only, there is a striking scar on her face. From the bottom of the left eye to the upper side of the right eye, fortunately avoiding the eyes.

It's not very deep, but on such a vibrant face, it's hard to ignore. But she didn't seem to care.

"You can't come in here, the speech will start in a moment. "I try not to pay attention to it and make a normal response.

"But Professor Xie is really powerful. I managed to sneak in, give me an autograph. ”

I couldn't refuse the request of this young and energetic girl. Taking the pen and paper she handed me, I generously wrote three words of regularity.

She thanked her happily and hopped away.

Such a lively personality is rare among those who are interested in this aspect.

The stylist is back. When everything was ready, I took one last look at the manuscript and placed it on the table. After shaking hands with several students and colleagues, I confidently walked out the door.

Steady pace, calm expression.

And no one will know my true purpose.

I came to the promenade. Passing by an open window, a cool breeze hit me.

"Hey, laugh one!"

I turned my head to look out the window. On the adjacent building, in the window on the same floor, the blonde girl from earlier was holding something.

It's not a camera.

My thick lenses folded out a red laser.

"The Divine Lord is looking at you!"

Astonishment emerges in an instant, and then annihilates in an instant.

Yes, it was just that moment—the moment before death, after a more brief period of fear—that I felt a sense of relief.

I'm about to return every molecule that makes up my body to the universe.

My purpose has been kept secret forever.

- Mirror · Fin -