The Law Of Virtual Body Energy And Its Medical Application: A New Paradigm For Diagnosis And Treatment Based On Virtual Reality Mapping Chapter 12
byCharacteristics of Pseudo-Empathy: Self-Indulgence and Forced Tacit Understanding
Shen Molin.
In the void of the secret realm, that person reached out a hand. Qi Ruiqing heard the ringing of a cell phone and remembered throwing himself into Shen Molin’s embrace, as if he had fallen asleep for a while.
He took the call. The screen was blank, showing no contact name or number, yet he understood that he had no choice but to answer.
But Shen Molin was right in front of him, wearing that face which had long since become blurred and indistinct, nodding to him without saying a word.
Qi Ruiqing could only hesitantly connect the call.
There was no static, no human voice; the phone emitted only a serene sensation, like a thin mist. After a long silence, Qi Ruiqing finally heard a voice that was all too familiar.
Qi Ruiqing…
He recognized where the voice came from, of course… but why?
What did you do?
Qi Ruiqing didn’t know… but he would know in the future.
I… I didn’t do this. He defended himself in a panic. I didn’t touch the things on the USB drive!
But whether it was the USB drive or the data itself, the owner and creator was Qi Ruiqing. Shen Molin had entrusted it to him, granting him the right and duty to protect something precious. Therefore, the authenticity of the data was inevitably linked to him.
…Come see for yourself.
He knew Shen Molin was suppressing his rage.
Because the data was wrong—it was complete nonsense! But Qi Ruiqing remembered clearly that he had run the calculations for the offset rate in the third row twice. How could they have turned into this?
This isn’t right, this isn’t right!
Someone had moved his data! The things on that USB drive… who was it!
Who was trying to frame him?!
Falsifying a thesis… this will kill us. He heard Shen Molin say coldly.
But Shen Molin, I didn’t… I clearly…
Shen Molin looked at him quietly.
Qi Ruiqing, you…
His voice gradually drifted away, vanishing into the snowy white screen of an old-fashioned television. Piercing static interrupted Qi Ruiqing’s defense and cut off Shen Molin’s words.
Qi Ruiqing could only watch the shape of his mouth.
Would he say, Trust me?
He wouldn’t…
The snow on the screen overflowed, drowning everything within Qi Ruiqing’s reach. Qi Ruiqing saw the person who was no longer Shen Molin dissipate, gradually merging into the background.
…Is this your starting point? He heard someone else say.
Shen Molin, you are a special case. I imagine you know this better than any of us. He heard someone else speak again.
If this easily accessible, pollution-free energy could be utilized, do you know how much profit it would bring to humanity?
The blurriness receded. Qi Ruiqing blinked hard and saw his surroundings clearly. His perspective was fixed within another body that did not belong to him, leaning back along with the other person’s dismissive attitude.
Hmph. It was clearly Shen Molin. I wasn’t aware your enterprise had pivoted to the new energy industry.
Where was this? Qi Ruiqing could only see what the body saw—a dim office with only a single desk lamp lit, a tabletop scattered with many documents and materials, and Mother Shen.
But you cannot deny the value of this project, right? She didn’t seem surprised or afraid of Shen Molin’s appearance; her eyes held the same madness that ran through their family line.
I cannot deny it, but I also cannot accept your proposal. Shen Molin seemed to be talking about something that happened before Qi Ruiqing arrived. I have no interest in this project, nor can I accept you viewing Qi Ruiqing as one of your test subjects.
Did Shen Molin come here secretly to discuss this… right, he came in secret. Why didn’t he ever tell me?
Shen Molin seemed unable to hear Qi Ruiqing’s inner thoughts. He simply continued to negotiate with his mother: To answer your previous question: of course I harbor doubts about my own existence.
Who am I, where am I, what should I do—these are the three fundamental driving forces that pushed me to reshape myself after I woke up. But the matter of dissecting oneself should, by all accounts, be handed over to a trustworthy surgeon, shouldn’t it?
Qi Ruiqing saw the woman flash a trademark cold sneer, a smile that looked even more chilling in the dim light.
I understand. I know I don’t have the strength to contend with you, so I won’t force you. Shen Molin, why don’t we seek common ground while reserving our differences? Let’s set aside our disputes and talk about topics where we are like-minded.
You should understand that we are the same kind of people.
The same kind? For some reason, even Qi Ruiqing could feel the loathing coming from deep within Shen Molin’s heart toward that phrase.
But loathing aside, he was still a rational being, and there were still many things beyond his control.
…Based on my experiments, I have summarized the Three Laws of Ethereal Energy and the Ethereal Energy reaction formula.
He’s going to…
Seeking truth from facts and building a solid foundation will be beneficial to the future research of both our parties.
Shen Molin reached out his hand, and the knowledge in his memory gathered into flipping pages, manifesting in the physical dimension.
And I want all the external observation data and laboratory simulation results you have on black holes so far.
Shen Molin, there’s no need to go this far for the sake of knowledge, is there?! Your mother wanted to tear you into pieces during the day, and now at night you’ve set aside your disputes to start cooperating??
Oh? Perhaps you can come into more direct contact with black holes and Mutations than we can? Because Qi Ruiqing won’t let me use them for experiments.
Qi Ruiqing mentally facepalmed in the void.
Hehe, as expected, my previous decision to demand that you break off your relationship with him was entirely correct.
Qi Ruiqing’s perspective paused noticeably for a second.
Hmm? That expression… The woman rested her chin on her hand and studied him, as if she had discovered some treasure. You are Shen Molin, yet you know nothing of Shen Molin’s past?
It has nothing to do with you. The fact that I am still willing to call you my biological mother means you should shut your mouth and be grateful.
For some reason, after he said this, Mother Shen let out a sinister, slightly mocking, and triumphant laugh, as if she had heard a great joke.
Fine, fine. But Shen Molin, at this moment, we can be considered partners, can’t we?
A computer powered on, illuminating the field of vision so brightly that Qi Ruiqing couldn’t open his eyes. The visual synchronization interrupted for a moment; when things became clear again, Shen Molin had already moved to the computer desk.
The data is all in this cloud drive. The woman was already flipping through Shen Molin’s notes. I will also aggregate future records here. But Shen Molin, how do you plan to take them with you?
Those numbers flew up, stabbing into his eyes and ears like needles before crashing toward the space behind him. He turned around to look, seeing the end of the path he had come from swallowing those words into a single point on an Event Horizon.
Done. Shen Molin straightened up. I can directly synchronize any records updated after this.
Interesting. What is the principle? Analyze and understand, then you can store and dominate.
Shen Molin’s explanation was perfunctory. Qi Ruiqing saw him click on the local area network address of this computer; he seemed to have copied and stored all available information in this office into his own domain of control.
I see. It seems you’ve learned your lesson and are managing your most precious primary data yourself. As your mother, I am sincerely gratified.
Shen Molin frowned. How could he not understand the sarcasm in those words?
What are you trying to imply? Shen Molin, I still have that same question: don’t you want to know exactly what kind of existence you are?
Qi Ruiqing held his breath, waiting for Shen Molin’s reaction after the silence.
I can tell you about the past of Shen Molin and Qi Ruiqing, giving you a more thorough… sense of belonging to your identity?
These were the words Qi Ruiqing least wanted to hear.
Shen Molin once co-researched a major project with him, concerning brain lesions related to mental disorders…
Relatives, mentors, subordinates—none of those relationships had anything to do with the current Shen Molin!
…Shen Molin divided the work with him. You were responsible for experimental preparation, procedure design, analysis of principles and results, and the second draft of the thesis; he assisted with the experiments, hardware configuration, data processing, and the article outline…
But he is Shen Molin… he has the right to know these things… only then will he be complete…
Black mud enveloped Qi Ruiqing, dragging him into the abyss. Those piles of white bones he didn’t dare look at again were now forcing his eyelids open.
That data was lost.
Or rather, it wasn’t lost. To ensure safety, Shen Molin had made a copy for himself. At the time, the only two copies were stored on the USB drive Qi Ruiqing carried and on Shen Molin’s work laptop.
And only Shen Molin knew about the backup. It was only after Qi Ruiqing provided that incorrect data that Shen Molin chose to play the trump card he least wanted to use.
It’s not that I don’t trust you, he said. It’s just to be safe.
I know someone stole the data, and I believe it wasn’t you. But Qi Ruiqing, you are indeed responsible.
Of course, of course. Qi Ruiqing, now knowing the truth, smiled bitterly as he watched the indignation on his past self’s face.
Is this why you humiliated me in front of them? I am the organizer. If I don’t clarify the responsibilities and consequences, I can’t be sure that someone won’t continue to steal things.
Even now, Shen Molin’s words were so stiff: I had no choice. No one wanted this to happen. You have to understand me.
Fine. Qi Ruiqing also knew he was responsible. He accepted his fate and took the responsibility.
He spent the entire night, staying up until dawn, immediately revising the article based on the original draft. During this time, Shen Molin wasn’t there at all.
He wanted to act on multiple fronts. He ran to his company to report it, bringing the matter to his parents.
This matter is inevitably related to rival companies. Investigating it alone might be too weak, and I wouldn’t be able to understand the full story. A good reason. Fine, Qi Ruiqing agreed with that too.
But they were still one step behind the plagiarizer. Qi Ruiqing’s negligence escalated from an academic misconduct incident to harming the interests of others and illegal behavior.
Even if Qi Ruiqing wasn’t the one who leaked the secret, he was an involved party who couldn’t escape responsibility, and so he was dragged into the station by the Shen family’s prosecution.
Somehow, word of this reached Qi Ruiqing’s mother.
The old mother, who had worried her whole life, couldn’t imagine her favorite, most obedient child being slandered like this. She immediately rushed to the police station to seek justice.
Qi Ruiqing only heard the voices, the voices outside the door. It was his mother calling his name, it was his mother…
It’s my mom, she’s looking for me. Let me out to see my mom for a second! he pleaded.
I’ve said everything I need to say, I want to go out and see her! His emotions, along with his mother’s voice outside, became increasingly agitated.
His mother was old, but she was strong. She had rushed all the way into the inner corridor before fainting. Qi Ruiqing heard it clearly.
What happened to her… what’s wrong with her?! Let me out!! Just let me see her once!!! Let me out to see my mom!!
That’s my mom!! That’s my mom!!! He screamed heart-wrenchingly in the room, but he was held back.
That’s my mom! Save her, I beg you!!
He was clearly a doctor, yet at that moment, he couldn’t even manage to send his mother to the hospital.
And when he needed Shen Molin the most, Shen Molin was still busy playing detective!!
Hehehe, yes, that’s right, he always had a reason, such a rational reason—Qi Ruiqing had been framed, so he had to find evidence to bail him out.
Qi Ruiqing waited despondently, waited in despair.
But the person who came was someone else.
Qi Ruiqing, do you know how much loss you’ve brought us?
It was the other mother, Mother Shen, standing at the door, looking at him with a cold smile and the eyes of an enemy.
Don’t worry, I haven’t done anything yet… at least for now.
Qi Ruiqing’s body couldn’t stop trembling.
As you know, we are a pharmaceutical group, so I went to see your mother. Right now… her condition isn’t great.
What are you going to do? What are you going to do?!
Us? Oh, our enterprise is going to cooperate with that company now. If you continue to be so stubborn and refuse to admit the mistake you made… I can’t guarantee…
So, Shen Molin did indeed find everything out…
But what was the use?
In the end, it became the final straw that broke Qi Ruiqing.
On the day he was bailed out by Shen Molin, Qi Ruiqing didn’t say a single word to him.
Why did you admit to it? Are you stupid? Shen Molin was very angry—normal, he was a man who sought truth from facts. He didn’t understand social graces at all, didn’t understand that people have weaknesses, didn’t understand what it meant to be forced by circumstances.
He only cared about moving forward, ignoring everything else.
Qi Ruiqing gave him a cold smile: I really envy you.
Envy me? You’re so rational. Qi Ruiqing!? What are you trying to do?!
Qi Ruiqing wanted to leave, wanted to go to the hospital, he had to see his mom…
Come with me! Shen Molin was both angry and annoyed, not understanding what madness was taking over Qi Ruiqing. We’ll go find someone…
No, don’t… don’t… don’t come any closer!!! He just wanted to draw a line! He just wanted to be a deserter!!
Let go! Let go!! Qi Ruiqing swung his arm, nearly making Shen Molin stumble. Get away! Get away from me!
Shen Molin stood firm and looked at him in disbelief.
You have a home, you have a group behind you, you have the capital to fight them, but I don’t!
I almost lost my home, Shen Molin…
Shen Molin shook his head in lack of understanding: But I didn’t do this, they did it, that’s why we have to go… Ruiqing, there’s a misunderstanding between us…
There is indeed a misunderstanding… I was truly stupid to the core, thinking you would give up the dispute and the defense of your rights for me. I thought you would consider my feelings, even if you just had a little more emotional intelligence… You knew I would be implicated, so why did you insist on fighting them?
Have I not considered your feelings? Shen Molin’s emotions were mostly confusion and a sense of being wronged. Does everything I’ve done for you mean nothing to you?
He had indeed done a lot.
Qi Ruiqing turned his back, needing to calm down. Shen Molin stood blankly to the side, not knowing if an embrace at this moment would be a comfort or an intrusion.
What you did was indeed beyond reproach, and I am very grateful to you… but our situation is no longer the same as it was before…
You have your family rules, and I have my difficulties. They could no longer just be lovers, because in reality, they always had other identities.
They couldn’t continue this relationship. It was out of necessity, and also partly out of Qi Ruiqing’s selfish desire to just survive. They could have cleared the air and continued to face hardships together, but Qi Ruiqing, worried about his mother, chose to flee.
Let’s talk… after we’ve both handled our affairs.
Would there ever be a next time?
Qi Ruiqing looked back, only to see Shen Molin walking away without turning his head. That silhouette made his heart ache, and his steps grew weak.
He could only leave, not knowing how long his missed lover had watched him from behind.
He knew even less of the story after he left.
Father, mother… or rather… this was the ruling class that Shen Molin could not overcome…
He clutched those useless pieces of evidence, finally laughing hoarsely after learning the reason for Qi Ruiqing’s departure.
Two shameless old things. It was a rare moment where he lost his composure in front of his parents.
Shut up! And so they gave him a slap to suppress his resistance.
Is this all you can do?
Of course there was more—
The ruling class is always like this; they need some righteous laws to protect their authority.
I don’t accept this. Shen Molin was unwilling to accept their orders; he was clearly free.
Do you have the capital to refuse? Then let me settle the accounts with you right now.
But they would also set down the most sinister feudal morality, making it hard for a person to live and hard to die…
Property rights prenatal education, checkups throughout the pregnancy, birth, formula, clothing, furniture, medical fees, early education, social activities, interest classes, travel expenses, tutors, allowance, private elementary and middle school…
The number on the calculator thrown at him was terrifying. His father watched coldly like a stranger, and his mother clicked her tongue in disdain, mocking him.
Being born into the Shen family means you are the capital of the Shen family.
Capital…
He remembered what Qi Ruiqing had said to him. He had thought that he did indeed have some capital…
If you want to pursue the truth, fine, but don’t think you can avoid the consequences.
He seemed to understand… why Qi Ruiqing had to leave.
He wanted to leave too. This home… no, this cage, was simply hell.
But what was more tragic than Qi Ruiqing’s situation,
Was that he couldn’t leave.
…
Life was far more complicated than those formulas and concepts.
Just like when you flip a coin; in terms of probability, there are clearly only two possibilities, heads or tails, yet in reality, you can witness that zero-percent phenomenon of it standing on its edge.
They had been too naive before. They thought that being like-minded and supporting each other would allow them to be partners on the path of scientific research for a lifetime.
But… the mud would eventually crawl into the corners of the young man’s eyes, stripping him of the right to shed tears.
He lay there, no longer having the strength to struggle. To pay off debts and loans, to repay the exorbitant compensation to the Shen family, and to earn his mother’s medical fees, Qi Ruiqing had worked non-stop for all these years and was exhausted.
This was also the reason he had agreed to Senior Sister’s request to participate in the experiment.
Was the conversation between mother and son over?
It must be. Because he heard someone stepping into the mire, walking toward him across the mud.
Shen Molin…
Shen Molin knelt beside him, reaching out to wipe the filth from his face.
I shouldn’t have said those things back then… I was too emotional…
He had only this pale defense left.
Yes, I know, I know.
Qi Ruiqing finally asked the question:
Then, do you blame me?
He waited for Shen Molin’s answer.
But Shen Molin didn’t speak.
He only wiped away the mud near Qi Ruiqing’s mouth and leaned down…
His kiss was extremely gentle, so soft it felt like a breeze that couldn’t be caught, drifting away, never to be seen again…
That’s good. Qi Ruiqing thought to himself.
At least, the filth would no longer taint Shen Molin. The reborn him would only have the purest desire for knowledge. Those eyes would be forever bright yellow, beautiful forever…
And so Qi Ruiqing closed his eyes and stopped struggling.
Shen Molin… Mm. Take me away.
Take me into your world.
Take me away from this filthy reality and toward the dimension of consciousness.
Take me… to death.
…Don’t be like that. It hurts.
Those hands scooped him up, along with the dust upon him, unhesitatingly pulling them and Qi Ruiqing into an embrace.
Even if it’s for the sake of Shen Molin, hold on a little longer.
Shen Molin… this incarnation that was almost equivalent to an obsession was indeed the reason Qi Ruiqing had held on until now.
But… what a selfish bastard…