Chapter 7: Returning

Time flew, and years passed like a shuttle.

This was the sentence Wang Yan used most in his compositions in his memory.

Only when he grew up could he truly understand what it meant to fly by and what it meant to be like a shuttle.

More than three years had passed since the sensational Gleevec incident. And today was January 28, 2006, New Year's Eve.

On this annual joyous day, accompanied by the enthusiastic congratulations of firecrackers, the long-lost system finally prompted that the task was completed, and he would leave the current world in 24 hours, just in time for the New Year.

As early as a year ago, he had stem cell transplantation surgery, and after recuperating for a year, the recovery was very good. Plus, he wasn't short of money now, so he wasn't afraid of treatment if he had an illness, and there was a guarantee. Also, Wang Jia and Lv Shengyi's son was already four and a half years old this year. He had stayed in this world for the same number of years as Wang Yan, and the little guy had grown up to be tiger-headed and tiger-brained, very lively. Now Wang Jia had nothing to worry about anymore. The wish was successfully realized.

Liu Tiantian, who was also ill, had also finished the surgery, and the little girl who was almost ten years old was jumping around all day, not at all like she was when she was small.

Wang Yan's heart was incomparably excited. In the blink of an eye, he had been in this world for more than four years. At that time, he thought about taking one step at a time, but who would have thought that he would look at it for more than three years?

Wang Yan missed his parents at home very much, as well as that group of true and false fox friends.

In the past three years, Wang Yan finally experienced the happiness of not being short of money and experienced the life he hadn't experienced in his thirty years of life. The life of these few years was far, far from what could be compared to those short videos, after all, the content of a few dozen seconds was limited. Plus, various rich people were either old, or spent all day researching how to earn more money, how to hide wealth, or researching asset transfer, so they had no leisure to come out and talk nonsense.

He could be considered to have seen the tip of the iceberg. It was truly poverty that limited imagination, just being comfortable was enough.

Wang Yan wasn't corrupted. These years, he had never relaxed. Except for occasionally enjoying it, Wang Yan spent most of his time exercising and learning, plus making some decisions, going out to talk about business, busy and fulfilling.

In these few years, Wang Yan's industry developed rapidly. The logistics company managed by Lv Shengyi spread to major cities across the country, with tens of thousands of employees. It fought fiercely with Shunfeng in the country and was strong. There was also the clothing factory managed by Liu Sihui, which developed very fast. Now it had become a complete industrial structure from raw materials to processing, to finished clothing, and finally sales, and it had also created its own brand, and the sales were not bad.

There was also a technology company founded by Wang Yan, which frantically poached people, trying to be the first to develop a smartphone. It also set up a chip research laboratory, a new material research laboratory, and some other laboratories. Cooperating with major universities, and then poaching people from abroad with high salaries, in the past two years, it had also produced some results. High-tech stuff really wouldn't work without some accumulation, and high-end talents were held tightly by others. It took a lot of effort for Wang Yan to get a few big cats and small kittens.

In the stock market, Wang Yan also gained a lot. Relying on the information he remembered, he secretly cut leeks in the US stock market and earned a lot.

Of course, he didn't forget his suffering compatriots. In 2003, Wang Yan donated 5 million, and in the following years, he donated quite a bit one after another. As for the various filth inside, Wang Yan didn't want to manage it, and he didn't have such a big head, but in the end, it could fall into place.

After years of unremitting efforts, Wang Yan's assets could be calculated, and his assets could be hundreds of millions of dollars, including many properties and real estate, as well as stocks of various companies that would rise sharply in the future. These were all on Wang Jia and Liu Sihui. This thing couldn't be taken away, and Wang Yan had never had too much nostalgia for it.

Cheng Yong and Peng Hao also had contact.

The year before last, both of them got married. Peng Hao was a newlywed, and Cheng Yong remarried. Peng Hao's child was born this year, a son. When he was a hundred days old, Wang Yan went to give a gift. Now they were all doing small business, and their lives were very happy.

For Wang Yan, they were truly grateful. One didn't have to die, the illness was treated, and he married and had children. The other wasn't short of money now, and didn't have to sing the song of the iron window. Wang Yan truly changed their lives.

Regarding these, Wang Yan was also quite satisfied. It was mainly limited by his ability; otherwise, he believed he could do better. In the final analysis, the level was too low.

No longer letting his imagination run wild, continuing to celebrate the New Year, continuing to be happy.

These years, the New Year was spent by Wang Jia and Lv Shengyi's family of three and Liu Sihui and Liu Tiantian's mother and daughter, and this year was no exception.

They chatted happily, the children ate little, and Liu Tiantian took little Lü Ping to play on the side.

"Now this life is getting better and better, this is life." Lv Shengyi sighed and raised a glass.

"Come, Brother, I toast you, I won't say words of thanks."

In these years, the logistics company managed by Lv Shengyi became more and more huge, and the person became more and more confident. His gestures also had a certain atmosphere. He was no longer the hunched, desperate image of that year. It was just that the business was getting bigger and bigger, and he had less and less time to accompany his wife and children. This was also the trouble of success.

Wang Yan smiled and raised his glass to touch him, drank the wine in the glass: "You damn thing, thanking me every year, it's endless, am I looking at you?"

"I'm looking at my sister. If you have that time, accompany your wife and children more than anything else, don't do those useless things."

As the contact time got longer and longer, Wang Yan truly regarded Wang Jia as a sister, without any embarrassment from the first meeting. He truly cherished this sister. Wang Yan was an only child in reality. When he was small, he was very envious of friends who had older brothers and sisters, younger brothers and sisters. Without an older sister to love, there was a younger sister to love, so this time it could be considered to have fulfilled his dream.

Wang Jia just smiled and poured wine for the two on the side, without speaking.

She had nothing to ask for now. As the years went by, she became more and more like a noble lady. This wasn't strange, Lv Shengyi's circle of friends was there.

Having a brother to be close to, a husband to love, and a child to cherish, what could be happier than this?

Seeing their loving appearance, Wang Yan couldn't help but grab Liu Sihui's hand on the side. Feeling Wang Yan's movement, Liu Sihui hugged Wang Yan back and leaned on him.

Wang Yan smiled slightly, patted Liu Sihui, and everyone continued to eat and drink.

The bell of the New Year rang, and Wang Yan sent Wang Jia's family of three away.

Liu Sihui settled Liu Tiantian, who had long been asleep, walked out, and looked at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan didn't say a word, picked up Liu Sihui, and walked to the bedroom.

The physical fitness improved through exercise, reflected in the system, would improve Wang Yan's body, including internal organs, bones and muscles, endurance, etc., in a balanced way. Therefore, after more than four years of exercise, Wang Yan was no longer the same as before.

He was about to leave this world, and there was probably no chance to come back.

The two had been together for many years, and Liu Sihui knew Wang Yan very well. She could see that Wang Yan had something on his mind. But she didn't ask; this was the point Wang Yan thought Liu Sihui was most charming.

Wang Yan watched the sleeping Liu Sihui on the side. She was so fascinating, and there were various aspects of life.

The movie didn't explain Liu Sihui's ending, and Wang Yan thought it wouldn't be good.

Although the play finally said that Gleevec would be included in medical insurance, this was a long-term process. Including the changes in Wang Yan's appearance, it was much faster than the original play, and it was only after a period of time that it began to be promoted. During this period, there were still countless people waiting for death. The original Liu Sihui could be imagined.

Initially, Wang Yan's purpose wasn't pure, but as the time together got longer and longer, Liu Sihui became heavier and heavier in his heart.

Wang Yan thought about the bits and pieces of these four years, his heart full of nostalgia. Although Wang Yan understood that this was just one of the stations in his life journey.

"In the end, I have to go." He sighed.

Wang Yan gently kissed the sleeping Liu Sihui, and Liu Sihui seemed to feel something, frowning.

Finally, he looked at Liu Sihui with nostalgia. Wang Yan pulled up the system panel and chose to leave.

Blue light flashed, and Wang Yan disappeared.

Accompanied by the flash of blue light, Wang Yan reappeared in the quilt at home.

He could feel the system's repair of his body, and some injuries left by exercising for so many years were completely repaired by the system.

The repair process lasted for a while, followed by countless memories intertwined in his brain, a burst of dizziness.

After a while, Wang Yan, who had recovered, rubbed his head and sat up.

"It's only been four years and it's like this. In the future, it will be longer and there will be more experiences, what will it be like?" Wang Yan hesitated.

He shook his head fiercely, got out of bed, went to the side to pour a glass of water, and Wang Yan looked at the time.

5:05.

"Plus my adaptation and the time to pour water, that is to say, no matter how long it is in the film and television world, reality is just an instant?"

This was a good thing. Not thinking about the god-like things of the soul, it was just lengthening Wang Yan's life length and life width, which made Wang Yan benefit endlessly.

"I'm just afraid that experiencing too much will impact my short 30-year life memory. Now looking at the home where I grew up, it's a bit strange."

Thinking of these, Wang Yan firmed his determination to add Spirit. Spirit high could strengthen memory, even photographic memory, and could also expand his memory capacity. It was just that remembering too much wasn't good. The more Wang Yan experienced, the more painful he would be.

"In the future, if I have the opportunity, I must improve my ideological realm, otherwise it's easy to become a mental patient." Wang Yan made up his mind.

Open the system panel,

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 12

Agility 12

Constitution 13

Spirit 13

Unallocated points: 4

Storage space: 1m³

Skills: English LV3

Fighting LV2

Management LV2

Sales LV2

Japanese LV1

... omitted a bunch of level 0 skills.

After learning and exercising for several years in the "I Am Not a Medicine God" world, Wang Yan's harvest was rich.

After unremitting exercise, Wang Yan was no longer in a sub-healthy state. Constitution, Strength, and Agility had all improved, reaching the level that a person who often exercises should have. His weight reached 160 now, but his appearance didn't change much from before. After taking off his clothes, he was full of tendons. Perhaps the system had credit for it. Wang Yan's muscles weren't as thick as those who practiced bodybuilding, but were more like those who practiced street fitness. Of course, they looked better than that, more like a combination of the two.

In terms of skills, the progress was even greater.

First of all, the English skill reached the professional level of LV3. Although it was the first entry, he could also be a translator for others. Secondly, through the constant learning of fighting in these years, he reached the proficiency of LV2. Wang Yan spent the most energy on fighting. In these few years, he spent money to hire many professional fighting masters, nutritionists, etc., which was also the reason for the improvement of Wang Yan's physical fitness and English skills.

Wang Yan learned a wide range of things, such as Sanda, Guoshu, boxing, comprehensive fighting, judo, Muay Thai, and some other things. If he specialized in one, Wang Yan could reach a professional level in one item in so many years. Greed for more and not chewing well was also the reason for Wang Yan's LV2. However, Wang Yan had plenty of time to learn, and finally summarized and sorted out a set of his own things.

Now Wang Yan lacked actual combat experience. Fighting wasn't about how to knock people down with the least cost, the most effort-saving, and the most efficient way? Wang Yan was still far behind, but he believed that there would be many opportunities for actual combat in the future, and even killing.

It was also possible to get lost in it and finally become a four-unlike. But that was how long in the future. People, the goal must be set, whether it can be successful or not. At least the goal was good, and it might be possible to become a grandmaster.

Others like management, finance, etc., were too many, and quite a few miscellaneous things Wang Yan had entered the door.

It was worth mentioning Wang Yan's sales skill, his skill for survival, which reached LV2. Wang Yan guessed that this might be because he hadn't been involved in sales with a relatively large target before.

In the "Medicine God" world, the level Wang Yan contacted was relatively high, and he had talked about many businesses. After all, whatever business you want to make money, you have to sell. The amount was small to millions, and large to hundreds of millions. In terms of house prices in Lüda, a house was millions, and the level difference was too much, so the system didn't recognize Wang Yan's sales ability.

Such years of experience also made his level of seeing people, knowing people, and grasping people's hearts improve by more than one level. I believe that life in the real world will get better and better in the future.

Overall, Wang Yan's progress was visible to the naked eye, and Wang Yan was incomparably satisfied with this. What could be happier than being able to see his own "daily new" progress? This was a sense of achievement that belonged to himself that couldn't be described.

Wang Jia's wish task was completed, and 4 free attribute points were rewarded, and there was nothing else. Wang Yan had no complaints. He had learned so much, what else was there to be dissatisfied with? The most important thing was to be content.

Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry to add points, waiting for the next wish task to appear to see the situation before deciding.

The memory impact just now made Wang Yan very tired, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed. ===== CHAPTER 8 =====