Warning for the front chapter: I have been hesitating whether to post this chapter, which contains some patches and a little spoiler. Since I have written it, post it. For readers who have cumbersome settings and lovelessness, they can ignore it directly, and it will not affect the subsequent plot.

——The spiritual network connection begins—

October 9, 2157

I fell in love with a girl from the Sixth Squad. Her name is Roland, which is really a beautiful name. I swear to God this is the first time I have a real relationship with a girl.

November 8, 2157

I confessed to Roland, and the moment she agreed, I felt that I was the happiest man in the world.

December 25, 2157

War is another damn war! First, there are short-sighted countries on Earth, then the angry Martian rebels. When will humanity usher in real peace?

January 4, 2158

The rebels began to land on the moon. Although they were driving landing craft of different shapes and using different types of weapons, I think these rebels are much more united than the temporary "Federal" soldiers. Guanghan's first and second decks were occupied by rebels who flocked to him in less than twenty-four hours. Apart from escaping back to earth, we seemed to have only one way to fight to the death.

March 22, 2158

Our food began to be tight and the energy supply was somewhat insufficient. Although the treatment of our capable troops was pretty good, other ordinary soldiers had already started to chew dry food in the dark. The ninth deck was broken through this morning, and our last transport ship was also thrown into it. We had no way out and we don’t know how long we could stay.

April 1, 2158

The brothers in the communications class heard the news that our fleet seemed to be ready to give up the moon. If such stupid words were to be regarded as April Fool's Day jokes in peacetime, but no one would be joking now. After hearing this news, the morale of the brothers became even more sluggish.

April 2, 2158

Damn rebels actually fired nuclear bombs on Earth. They clearly signed a fleet war agreement with us! Oh, Minsk, my hometown! These damn rebels have to pay the price for what they did!

May 30, 2158

After repeated struggles, we regained the fifth deck. Except for my squad, I survived by my ability, everyone else was sacrificed. My ability could only recover my physical injuries, but could not recall my lost soul.

June 1, 2158

I was incorporated into the third team, and there was only one member of the original third team. There were only six teams left in the entire commando now, and we had thirty teams a few months ago. Fortunately, Roland was still alive, and she was assigned to the same group as me.

July 16, 2158

Roland...it's all my fault...my fault...

December 1, 2158

After nearly a year of hard work, we saw space again. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar earth, I had no intention of being happy. There were only four people in the 240 capable people, including me, who were able to see the light of day again. The others fought to death in the dark Guanghan City, including my Roland.

February 4, 2159

The ground war was over, and I was assigned to the third deck to repair the damaged warships. Every day, several seriously injured warships landed on the third deck, which showed how fierce the battles were.

March 19, 2159

We completely drove the rebels out of the moon. I originally planned to follow the Marines to Mars but my superiors were assigned to a research institution, which made me angry. I had a long argument with my superiors, but in the end I failed. He threatened me to get out of the army immediately if I didn't obey the arrangements. I couldn't give up like this, I wanted to avenge my hometown and my lover.

June 7, 2159

I participated in the battlefield first aid program established by the military, which could reduce casualties for comrades on the front line. If we equipped this undeveloped potion during the Moon Counterattack War, we would not have suffered such heavy casualties, and Roland would not have died.

August 21, 2168

Our research has achieved a decisive breakthrough! It’s amazing! These extremely dangerous agents will have a powerful healing effect after mixing them in a certain proportion, and even dead people can be pulled back from hell.

April 2, 2174

What is wrong? The clinical trial has been going on for two years. Those death row prisoners who injected with stimulants either die after the effect of the medicine or become complete madmen. What I want to make is first aid drugs to save people, not kamikaze weapons that can kill people. Due to the current level of technology, I can only do this.

October 10, 2175

Europa is getting more and more casualties, and the superiors force us to mass production of doping doses that have not completely eliminated the side effects. Although I have done my best, there is still a 5% mortality rate and about 30% of people will go crazy, and most of these crazy people are as capable as me.

February 27, 2176

The first report of death caused by the use of stimulants came from the front line, and the military had secretly covered up the matter. I need to speed up my research and development and cannot allow this defective agent to continue to be equipped in the army.

May 23, 2186

After ten years, my research has not made any progress. Although I will submit some unexpected recipes from time to time, the budget issued by the military is still getting smaller and smaller every year... If this continues, my research institute will be closed due to insufficient funds.

2187 to 2219

——The data is missing—

July 14, 2220

The military abolished the plan to continue to improve the DX-2175 type, my research institute was closed, and I was sent to Zhongdu College to serve as a teacher. Here I accidentally met my old comrades "Poet" and "Shoka" who had been lost for a long time. They were actually one of the founders of this Academic Academy.

March 3, 2221

The "Poet" privately promised me to allocate funds from Zhongdu College's budget to support my interrupted research project. Although the money is not much, it can continue my research.

November 27, 2230

The research has not made any progress. I have been drawing circles in the same place for decades! I need bio-physical test data to improve my research. I have been using experimental animals as tests to test the drug properties so that I can’t perfectly test the medicinal properties. When I can use death row prisoners to do experiments, my technology level is not enough. Now I have finally got enough scientific equipment, but I can’t find the experimental subjects that can be used.

February 26, 2235

I discovered a novel formula. This kind of potion can liberate the cost of being suppressed by the ability brain domain, but it seems that the control of consciousness on the ability brain domain will be greatly weakened during the liberation process. I should not study this kind of potion that will cause the ability to go wild in depth.

April 10, 2235

"Shoka" was leaving me with the recipe that could be liberated at the cost of liberation. What did he want to do with that kind of waste, who has been ignoring my research?

2236 to 2248

——The data is missing—

October 15, 2249

The atmosphere of the federal government is a little wrong. Recently, some inexplicable people are investigating me, and the "poet" has become cautious in supporting me for decades.

December 12, 2250

It was actually the upper class revolution! I became a mud that the newly-entered democratic faction used to discredit the state faction. The records of death row prisoners used in death row in the institute for biological experiments decades ago and the death caused by dx-2175 were dug out by the agents of the democratic faction. The things that I had accumulated over decades of hard work were actually declared illegal drugs. These fool politicians who only know how to corrupt the federal government from within! Do you know how many people would die on the front line without my potion?

December 25, 2250

The "Poet" stopped supporting me, and he had no choice but to do so. The college board is currently unable to escape the corruption scandal in the new district of Fangcheng. I had no operating funds and had to give up research and concentrate on teaching.

July 3, 2253

"Shoka" led a large number of students to defect from the academy to the isolation area. He was a naked betrayal! Although I don't know why he did this, I will never forgive him.

September 5, 2255

I accepted a new disciple named Goodman. His abilities are almost insignificant than those of the chief students, but he has a terrible medical talent. I hope he can help me complete research that has lasted for nearly a hundred years without any progress.

2256 to 2268

——The data is missing—

January 1, 2269

The cancer in my body is spreading on a large scale, and my ability has reached its limit. It is becoming more and more difficult to restore the body's time. If this continues, I will die of cancer in less than three years.

March 6, 2269

I was indeed correct about Goodman’s cultivation! The first thing he did after becoming the attending doctor at Saints Hospital was to promise me to steal enough materials from the hospital for me to start research again.

September 5, 2270

With the help of Goodman, my research finally made a breakthrough! He is indeed a genius! The new stimulant has almost no side effects in experimental animals. Now I need a person with a high enough ability to do biotechnology experiments. It has been a hundred years, and I have been working on it for a hundred years! Finally, I have achieved results today!

September 8, 2270

I chose the only new A-level abilities person this semester as the experimental subject, and there is no way to do so. For insurance, I still erased all the traces of the experiment. I have been waiting for a hundred years and cannot relax at this time.

September 9, 2270

Impossible! Why do side effects that never explode in experimental animals appear? Is my long-cherished wish just a phantom that I will never catch?

September 10, 2270

"Shoka" actually sent someone to contact me. Although he didn't know how he heard about my research progress, as a betrayer, he still has the courage to come! Well, even if everyone uses each other this time, the price for me is very heavy.

September 15, 2270

My new student filed a lawsuit against me. Didn’t he hear that I was already a vicious criminal in Zhongdu College? Young people are still too brave but not resourceful.

September 17, 2270

A new agent from the Supervision Bureau was caught by me while investigating me. I didn't want to take action against her, who was also a federal soldier, so in order to keep it a secret, I had to temporarily seal her into the sleeping cabin. Sorry!

September 19, 2270

Relying on the biological information transmitted by "Zhengtai", I reversely manufactured the modification, but it did not satisfy me, but it was better than nothing. At least there are ways to alleviate the side effects. The main function of this reverse agent is to accelerate metabolism, which will reduce the user's lifespan by about one year, which is nothing for humans who are often a hundred years old.

September 21, 2270

——Discontinued mental connection—

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Chapter completed!