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Life Power Bank
墨書 Inktalez
My name is Jiang Xiaodao, and I am 22 years old, working as a delivery driver. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I rode my little electric scooter, the wind whipping against my face like the whispers of death in my ear.
Sublimation Hospital had cold white walls devoid of any warmth, and the smell of disinfectant made me feel nauseous. Dr. Li Xudong, a middle-aged man who appeared kind-hearted, spoke words that pierced my heart like a sharp knife.
“Jiang Xiaodao, your condition is not optimistic; you have at most three months left.”
Three months—only three months left in life? I numbly walked out of the hospital, the world around me losing all color. The dreams of saving up to buy a house and the beautiful future I envisioned with my girlfriend, Li Chun, shattered like bubbles.
As an orphan abandoned since childhood, it seemed my fate was indeed cruel. Li Chun, the woman who once promised to fight alongside me, quickly fell into another man's arms after my diagnosis.
“Xiaodao, we’re not suited for each other anymore; you can’t give me the life I want,” she said coldly, her words dousing the last flicker of hope in my heart like a bucket of ice water.
I returned to my rented room like a walking corpse, and my landlord Yang Huzhong's hypocritical smile made me feel even more disgusted.
“Xiaodao, how’s work been lately? Don’t forget to pay your rent,” he feigned concern, making me acutely aware of the world's indifference.
I lay on my bed helplessly. I was unwilling to accept that I would die like this! Just when despair consumed me, a mysterious package appeared at my doorstep. Inside was a black metal box containing something resembling a Power Bank and a note.
“Life Power Bank: it can extend your life.”
I trembled as I picked up the Power Bank, filled with confusion and fear. There was also a wristband-like device that could monitor my life energy—68%. Was this real? Could it really extend my life?
Following the instructions on the note, I connected the Power Bank to my body. A warm current surged within me; I felt revitalized as if I had been reborn. However, there was only one percent battery left in the Power Bank.
After using it, it was gone. At that moment, I checked my Life Energy, which was at 69%. The Power Bank came with a manual. It turned out that the Power Bank also needed to be charged, and it could absorb energy from others with a 50% conversion rate. The healthier the person, the better the energy absorption effect.
I secretly absorbed energy from many people at the subway station, internet café, and restaurants. Each person I absorbed from felt like they were being electrocuted for just a moment. Fortunately, it seemed that absorbing energy with this Power Bank could make people forget, so no one noticed me.
However, after absorbing so many people for only a few seconds each, I had barely reached one percent. I needed to find a healthy person. I found my best friend, Zhu Qi; he was a cheerful fitness coach with abs that could double as a washboard.
"Xiao Dao, you look much better lately. Has your condition improved?" Zhu Qi asked me with concern.
I didn’t answer and invited him to dinner instead. During the meal, I quietly plugged the Power Bank into Zhu Qi. To test its effectiveness, I connected the other end to myself. I could clearly feel a surge of Life Energy flowing from Zhu Qi’s body into mine. At the same time, Zhu Qi seemed to faint; his face turned pale, and his body began to weaken.
In horror, I stopped the charging process, filled with guilt and fear. I had actually drained my best friend's Life Energy! I was truly a monster!
I couldn’t face Zhu Qi, even though he wouldn’t remember what I had done due to his amnesia. I hid in a dark corner, trembling. But then I saw my Life Energy—it was at 98%. My Life Time was at 149 days.
What should I do?
Can I still use this Power Bank?
If I don’t, I’ll die.
If I do, I’ll become a murderer.
I am caught in a deep moral struggle.
At that moment, my phone rang.
It was Tang Yuan, my current girlfriend.
"Xiao Dao, come with me to a party tonight," she said.
Her voice was sweet, but it made me feel nauseous.
I knew she was only approaching me for my money.
Although I’m just a delivery guy and don’t earn much, I had saved up hundreds of thousands for a house.
After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, I spent money like water, and that caught her attention. She came to me willingly.
"I’m not going."
I coldly rejected her.
"Why? Don’t you love me anymore?"
She began to manipulate me with her usual tactics.
"I don’t have time."
I didn’t want to get entangled with her any longer.
"You’ve changed; you weren’t like this before."
She started to complain.
I hung up the phone directly, filled with disgust.
I looked at the Power Bank in my hand, and my gaze became resolute.
I want to live!
Even if it means becoming a monster, I will survive!
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