Chapter One, The Fallen Genius.
"Xiao Yan, Dou Qi, third level! Rank, low-level!" Beside the Demon Stone Tablet that tested Dou Qi, the examiner glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and immediately announced the result. His tone was very indifferent, not even sparing a glance at the boy taking the test...
The woman, upon this look, was almost immersed in just a few hundred words. Very soon, she finished reading the first chapter, and then she let out a gentle breath, her hand subconsciously flipping to the next page, only to find—there was no more...
"Huh..." The woman frowned, "Why is there no more?"
She felt a slight sense of regret in her heart. Although the novel only had the beginning of the first chapter, it had already deeply attracted her.
But since it was only the first chapter, the woman clicked open the "Devouring the Stars Full Outline."
"In the early 21st century, the world experienced several virus pandemics in succession. From the SARS virus pandemic in 2003 to the H1N1 flu pandemic in 2009, up until 2018, a more terrifying R-type virus flu finally mutated. During the spread of the R-type virus, it evolved into more than twenty variants, making epidemic prevention work more difficult, and deaths occurred in all countries worldwide."
"As epidemic prevention work progressed, the pandemic was controlled."
"However, in January 2020, the R-type virus mutated into its most terrifying form, known as the RR virus!"
"The RR virus could spread not only through bodily fluids and water flow but most terrifyingly, it could spread through the air! It could survive in the air for an astonishing three hours!"
"Once the RR virus appeared, it rapidly spread worldwide. All living beings... whether human, bird, or beast, as long as they needed to breathe, were infected with the RR virus."
"The death rate after contracting the RR virus was extremely high, reaching nearly 30%. In just three months, the global population plummeted by nearly 2 billion! In the face of this virus, global scientists were at their wit's end!"
"The surviving humans, around 5 billion, developed natural antibodies in their bodies!"
"Soon, the 5 billion human survivors found that their bodies had become much stronger. Almost everyone's strength, speed, cellular vitality, and skin toughness increased more than twice! Even an ordinary person could easily break the previous world records for weightlifting and the 100-meter dash."
"However... disaster struck!"
"The birds and beasts that survived the RR virus had their strength enhanced far more dramatically than humans. Some terrifying monsters even gained intelligence!"
"In September 2022, beginning with an attack initiated by the countless creatures in the ocean, countless 'monsters' transformed from birds and beasts began to invade human habitats!"
"Powerful bird and beast monsters were utterly fearless of bullets and artillery, bullets hitting them didn't even break their scales! Missile attacks were easily dodged by monsters with quick neural reflexes and speed."
"Even nuclear bombs had very weak effects, only the core zone within the nuclear bomb's attack range saw large numbers of monsters dying. Even worse, the monsters in the broader area did not die. They not only survived but also mutated..."
"Among the monsters, there were incredibly terrifying existences. Among humans, strong individuals also started to emerge..."
Upon finishing reading the "Devouring the Stars Full Outline," the woman was utterly shocked by Wang Hao's whimsical imagination.
This was indeed a rather magical young man. How did he come up with such a near-perfect post-apocalyptic world setting?
The woman took a deep breath, feeling a sense of being unfinished. Unfortunately, this was just an outline, not the actual text.
"Is this all there is?" The woman shook her head helplessly.
"Miss, what you were reading just now... was a novel?" Uncle Wang cautiously asked from behind her, "Don't you usually not read novels?"
"Occasionally, I do read a bit," the woman said somewhat depressively, "Unfortunately, these two books are really too short."
"Did your... friend write these two books?" Uncle Wang grew increasingly astonished.
The temper of their Miss had been extremely cold since she was a child. Uncle Wang had been in her household for over ten years and had never heard of her having any friends. Even those most fervent suitors had never been glanced at by Miss.
But today, their Miss was behaving unusually.
"I don't know either," the woman gave a vague answer. Then she closed her eyes and thought for a while, suddenly curling her lips slightly, and took out her phone to send Wang Hao a WeChat message: "Do you have more of your novel written?"
After sending the WeChat message, the woman closed her eyes again, waiting for Wang Hao's reply.
But unexpectedly, after waiting for over ten minutes, she didn't receive any response.
"Not replying?" The woman frowned again, now clearly a bit anxious.
"Miss, um," Uncle Wang, with his years of experience, quickly noticed something unusual and asked softly, "You seem to care a lot about the owner of this computer?"
The woman did not respond to him.
Uncle Wang carefully brewed his words and then reminded her, "Miss, you know, with your family's power, ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to get close to you, so..."
"I know," the woman finally spoke slowly, "I understand what I'm doing. You don't need to worry."
"Okay, Miss."
The living room fell silent again.
Another five minutes passed, and the woman suddenly instructed, "Uncle Wang, please do something for me. Prepare the best computer and find someone to deliver it."
Uncle Wang clearly hesitated for a moment, then asked, "The best?"
"Yes," the woman nodded, "He just saved my life, so it must be the best."
Uncle Wang had also heard about the car accident Miss had been involved in, so he immediately agreed, "Okay, I understand."