Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 136 There is actually no Ultraman in this world
In this world... I alone uphold the law.

This means that he is the only one who can truly see through the emptiness of the world's essence!
From a philosophical perspective

Chen Baiyu will experience cosmic-level loneliness, and it's not impossible that he will fall into nihilism for the rest of his life.

He will see what others have not seen, and know what others have not known. He will travel to every corner of the world, yet belong to no place. Standing atop the universe, overlooking all living beings, no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Divinity is always budding, relentlessly stripping it away from the characteristics and boundaries of the human species.

Because his ascension to godhood was inevitable!

However, Chen Baiyu did not experience much fear or emotional fluctuation as a result.

To consider the budding of divinity at this moment is like a peasant considering the emperor's golden hoe—it seems both foolish and utterly unnecessary.

There's no need to worry about that.

He is confident that he will always be himself, and no matter how he changes, he will still be himself.

And at least from the current perspective...

He felt absolutely lucky.

With enough ability, do what you want to do.

There's no need to worry about worldly troubles anymore.

This is undoubtedly happiness.

Before embarking on the extraordinary path that day, Chen Baiyu's thoughts were already like cleaned glass, clear, bright, and orderly.

It's not a profound state of mind, but it's peaceful enough.

So he stopped thinking about it at that moment.

I quickened my pace, taking two steps at a time, and headed out of West China Hospital.

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Half past one in the afternoon.

West China Hospital remains overcrowded.

The disinfectant mixed with the smells of various foods created a stuffy and crowded atmosphere.

After finishing her business, Chen Baiyu walked straight towards the exit of the inpatient department.

At the end of the corridor.

Long queues formed at both elevator entrances, with people moving slowly, shoulder to shoulder.

Although it wasn't lunchtime, the elevator entrance was still incredibly crowded as lunch was drawing to a close.

Too many people are delivering meals to patients and their families.

He glanced at it.

The long queue, long enough to make most people lose patience, left him with no desire to wait.

Almost without hesitation, he turned and pushed open the heavy metal door of the fire escape next to him.

Footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell, carrying a unique rhythm.

Just as he reached the corner of the third-floor landing, a voice, not loud but exceptionally clear because of the familiar name, traveled through the air of the stairwell and entered his heightened hearing.
"...My Yao Yao, Qi Yue Yao, has had this problem since she was little..."

The voice of a middle-aged man, filled with undisguised weariness and worry.

The sound came through the crack in the half-open fire door; they were discussing something with another person.

Chen Baiyu stopped in her tracks instinctively.

Qi Yueyao?
The girl who "borrowed" his noodles at the Beijing Zoo, the naive girl who was repeatedly bombarded with his cheesy jokes at the Beijing copper pot restaurant.

Almost involuntarily, he turned sideways and gently pushed open the fire door leading to the inpatient ward corridor on the third floor.

The noise surged in instantly.

People came and went in the corridor, and several nurses pushed medicine carts back and forth.

Chen Baiyu's sharp gaze swept across the area, but he did not immediately pinpoint the source of the sound.

But the next second, I was captivated by the scene at the door of a ward at the end of the corridor.

A small figure wearing a pink dress and sporting cute pigtails could be seen.

Unconsciously, she was clutching a brightly colored Ultraman doll in her hand.

Right now, they are standing on tiptoe, peering into the door frame of a ward.

Her profile was turned toward Chen Baiyu, her mouth slightly open, her expression utterly focused.

You can discover it by using your divine sense.

At this moment, Qi Yueyao's gaze was clearly drawn to the television screen in the ward.

An archery competition is being broadcast live on the screen.

The athlete was completely focused, drawing his bow like a crescent moon.

It is full of tension, power, and focus.

Qi Yueyao was completely absorbed in watching, her big eyes unblinking.

It really is her! Gazing at the familiar "noodle girl".

Chen Baiyu's lips unconsciously curled into his signature smile, a smile that carried a sense of mission to purify the flowers of the motherland with hellish jokes.

Without much hesitation, he stepped forward.

Qi Yueyao was watching intently. The energetic and limitless scenes of athletes on TV held an indescribable attraction for her; it was a world she longed for but could not easily reach.

So she didn't notice Chen Baiyu approaching.

Chen Baiyu stopped precisely behind Qi Yueyao.

He first looked her up and down, then his gaze settled on the Ultraman figure in Qi Yueyao's hand, and he spoke in that familiar, calm tone:
"Actually, there is no Ultraman in this world."

Qi Yueyao was clearly startled.

He shuddered and turned around abruptly, still clutching the Ultraman doll.

When she recognized Chen Baiyu, a flicker of surprise flashed in her large, watery eyes, before she blurted out, "Helicopter..."

She seemed to remember the way she addressed him last time, but quickly stopped herself, blushing slightly as she changed her address, saying, "Ah, it's Uncle Chen!"

After exclaiming in surprise.

She looked down at the somewhat childish Ultraman doll in her hand.

Then she whispered in defense, "I know, that's all just for kids. My uncle bought this for me so it would keep me company and not be afraid of hospital stays and tests."

Her tone was calm.

She even displayed a maturity beyond her years, completely unlike the bewildered or shocked reaction she had to the hellish jokes at BJ.

Instead, it directly points out the "comforting" effect of the doll.

This calmness and that slightly sickly little face made Chen Baiyu's prepared "hellish joke barrage" get stuck in her throat, and she swallowed back the hellish joke about the Mamba or the plantation.

What's she doing here? Is she sick? But isn't she from Beijing?

Chen Baiyu couldn't help but be stunned.

next moment.

The super brain, accustomed to leaving everything to superpowers, begins to operate.

Superbrains do exist.

Having evolved in every way, he prefers to use super power, simply because his super brain believes that using super power is the simplest, most straightforward, and most effective method.

But looking back now...

Under his extraordinary wisdom, countless details from his memories emerged and were connected.

[I overheard Qi Yueyao's mother saying something at the hot pot restaurant: "Please don't mind, everyone. The people by the window are the child's second uncle and aunt. They came to Beijing today and happened to run into that incident at the zoo this afternoon. They've been talking about this all afternoon. Please excuse the slightly loud voice..."]

[My mother also casually mentioned Qi Yueyao's family situation at Prince Gong's Mansion: "When I chatted with her, I learned that the proprietress is very rich, but her youngest daughter actually has a rather troublesome heart disease. They have been running around for a long time for this problem over the years, spending a lot of money, but she has only suffered and has not been cured..."]

[And there was also a poster and informational display of a cardiologist that I caught a glimpse of at the entrance of this hospital when I arrived...]

The story was quickly pieced together.

Qi Yueyao's health has never been good, and she even had to take a long leave of absence from school to recuperate due to heart problems, so she couldn't be as lively and energetic as her peers.

West China Hospital has made significant achievements in the field of cardiology, and recently brought in a cardiology expert from overseas.

So, Qi Yueyao's second uncle and aunt, who live in Sichuan, went to Beijing not just for tourism, but also because Qi Yueyao's parents entrusted them to take the child to Sichuan for medical treatment.

It's like having a cheat code and reading a script.

Chen Baiyu quickly pieced together the whole story of why Qi Yueyao had appeared here.

at this time.

His exceptional hearing precisely picked up the last few words of that familiar man's voice coming from the half-open door of the empty ward next door.

The familiar man chatting with the doctor is Qi Yueyao's uncle, who is also her father's younger brother.

Chen Baiyu had heard this person's voice at the copper pot shop that day. At that time, this guy was bragging to Qi Yueyao's father about the muscular man he saw at the zoo.

The conversation seemed to be drawing to a close, and the voice of a seasoned specialist doctor clearly reached his ears:

"...Although I have a lot of experience in this area, based on my initial observation and examination, I can tell you very clearly that your child Qi Yueyao's heart condition is a congenital complex structural problem, which is indeed quite rare and very difficult to treat."

"Conservative approaches have limited effectiveness, and surgery is a necessary consideration, but it carries extremely high risks. We need to arrange for her to be hospitalized first for a period of systematic observation and research before we can come up with a preliminary feasible plan to try surgery. To be honest... it's very difficult. You parents also need to be prepared for long-term treatment, and your child will suffer a lot..."

"Heart disease is difficult to treat," "extremely difficult to treat," "extremely high risk," "very difficult," "long-term hospitalization," "the child will suffer a lot."

This string of words, like cold bullets, pierced precisely through Chen Baiyu's auditory nerves.

His expression, which had been carrying a playful smile that hinted at continuing to "purify the flowers," instantly froze on his face, becoming somewhat unnatural.

just now.

He was still immersed in the cold conclusion that "I am the only one who follows the law in this world" and that the end of life is nothing but emptiness. That extraordinary calmness and detachment seemed to drape him in a veil called "divinity".

But at the moment.

Chen Baiyu felt that if she woke up in the middle of the night and thought about it, she might not be able to resist slapping herself: "Damn it, I deserve to die!"

(End of this chapter)