Chapter 1: The Physical Exam Is Normal, But the Doctor Has Only 1 Hour to Live
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In the corridor of the community health check-up center, the nurse's voice was a little impatient. I held the physical examination form in my hand, muttering to myself. As a bottom-level operation staff in an Internet company, staying up late and working overtime is the norm. During this physical exam, I always felt stuffy in the chest, fearing that I might find some serious problems.
Walking into the consulting room, Dr. Zhang, who was wearing a white coat, didn't look up. He typed on the keyboard and said, "Sit down, what's wrong with you?"
"Doctor, I've been staying up late recently, feeling stuffy in the chest and a little dizzy." I sat down, and just after I finished speaking, my eyes accidentally glanced at the top of Dr. Zhang's head, and I froze instantly.
I saw a line of translucent white words floating above his head, as clear as a mobile phone bullet screen—[Countdown: 1 hour 23 minutes 17 seconds, Cause of death: Acute myocardial infarction].
I rubbed my eyes, thinking it was an illusion from staying up late. Looking up again, the words were still there, and even jumped to 1 hour 23 minutes 08 seconds.
"Doctor, do you... do you feel uncomfortable recently? Like stuffy chest, palpitations or something?" I couldn't help but ask, my voice trembling a little.
Dr. Zhang finally looked up, and his eyes looked at me like I was a lunatic: "Young man, am I the doctor or are you? I'm in perfect health. On the contrary, you've stayed up too late and are in a daze."
"No, doctor, listen to me, you are really in danger, there's only over an hour left..."
Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by Dr. Zhang. He waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense here. The physical exam report is fine. Go back, stay up less late, rest more, and stop daydreaming."
With that, he threw the physical exam report to me, which clearly said "All indicators are normal". But the countdown above his head had already become 1 hour 18 minutes.
"Doctor, you really need to be careful. Myocardial infarction happens very quickly, go get a check-up quickly..." I still wanted to insist, but Dr. Zhang directly pushed me to the door.
"Get out! If you make trouble here again, I'll call the security guard!" Dr. Zhang's face turned completely dark, and his tone was full of disgust.
I was pushed out of the consulting room. Everyone in the corridor looked at me with strange eyes. Some whispered "This young man must have stayed up stupid", and others secretly laughed at me. I held the physical exam report, feeling flustered and confused, not knowing whether what I saw was an illusion or real.
I didn't dare to go far, so I sat on the bench downstairs of the health check-up center, staring firmly at the direction of the consulting room, silently counting the time in my heart.
Fifty minutes later, the siren of an ambulance broke the calm. A white ambulance roared to a stop at the gate of the health check-up center, and medical staff rushed in with a stretcher.
My heart jumped to my throat, and I quickly ran over. I heard someone inside shout: "Dr. Zhang, myocardial infarction, hurry up and rescue him!"
I stood at the door, my whole body cold, and the countdown above his head kept popping up in my mind. Just then, a local news push popped up on my phone—[Breaking News! A doctor at a community health check-up center died of acute myocardial infarction after failed rescue].
The time of the push was exactly the moment when the countdown above Dr. Zhang's head returned to zero.
I stumbled back a step, leaning my back against the wall, and cold sweat soaked my shirt.
It's not an illusion.
I really can see people's death dates.
(End of Chapter 1, Next Chapter: Saving the Little Girl, There's an Unexpected Reward for the Superpower!)
Chapter 2: Saving the Dying Little Girl, Unexpectedly Received 500 Yuan
After leaving the health check-up center, my mind was in a mess, and I felt a little lightheaded while walking. Along the way, I couldn't help but look up at the people around me—above everyone's head floated a line of countdown.
Above the head of the uncle selling breakfast by the road was [12 years 8 months 5 days]; above the head of the passing primary school student was [67 years 3 months]; even above the head of the stray cat by the road was [1 year 2 months].
I finally confirmed that I had awakened a weird superpower—one that allowed me to see the remaining lifespan of all living creatures.
Panic gradually faded, replaced by a complex mix of emotions—fear, curiosity, and a hint of secret excitement. If this ability was real, could I save people?
I walked slowly along the road, my mind in chaos, until I reached a crossroads, where a sharp brake sound suddenly jolted me awake.
I looked up and saw a little girl in a pink dress breaking free from her mother's hand and running toward the opposite side of the road. Not far away, a truck was speeding toward her; the driver honked desperately, but it was completely impossible to stop in time.
My eyes instantly fell on the top of the little girl's head, and my heart skipped a beat—[Countdown: 10 seconds, Cause of death: Car accident].
"Be careful!"
I rushed over almost instinctively, thinking of nothing but saving the little girl. The truck drew closer and closer, wind howling in my ears. I grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled her back to the curb fiercely.
The truck brushed past our clothes and raced away. The driver stuck his head out and cursed, "Are you trying to die?" before speeding off.
The little girl's mother turned pale with fright, rushed over to hug her daughter, and tears streamed down her face: "Baby, you scared mom to death, absolutely scared mom to death..."
The little girl, also terrified, cried and clung tightly to her mother's neck. I stood aside, my chest heaving violently—that moment had almost drained all my strength.
Just then, I accidentally touched the little girl's shoulder, and a faint warm current spread from my fingertips. Immediately after, the countdown above her head vanished in an instant.
At the same time, my phone vibrated—it was a WeChat transfer notification. I took out my phone and saw clearly on the screen: [WeChat Transfer 500 Yuan, Note: Superpower Reward].
I was stunned. There was even a reward for the superpower?
"Thank you, young man, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, something terrible would have happened to my baby!" The little girl's mother came to her senses, held my hand, and thanked me repeatedly, even trying to stuff money into my palm.
"No, no, auntie, it's what I should do." I waved my hand quickly, but joy bubbled up in my heart. Not only had I saved the little girl, but I had also received a 500-yuan reward. This superpower didn't seem so scary after all.
After seeing the mother and daughter off, I stood by the road, staring at the 500 yuan on my phone, and a thought suddenly struck me. Since I could see people's death dates and delay their lifespans with a touch, could I make money with this ability?
After all, for those who were rich and afraid of death, they would pay any amount to live one more day.
I immediately opened my phone and sent a message to my Moments and several part-time groups: [Life and Death Warning, Can Delay Lifespan, Commission Negotiable, Serious Inquiries Only].
Shortly after sending the message, someone messaged me privately, their tone full of doubt: "Dude, are you messing around? Life and death warning? You must be a liar, right?"
I didn't explain, just replied: "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Just as I thought no one would believe me, someone with the note "Mr. Wang" sent me a private message: "My father is seriously ill. The doctor said he has at most one week left. Can you really delay his lifespan? Money is no object."
I looked at the phone screen, and the corner of my mouth couldn't help but curl upward.
My first business had arrived.
(End of Chapter 2, Next Chapter: The Boss Makes Things Difficult, I Sneer at His Death Countdown)
Above the head of the uncle selling breakfast by the road was [12 years 8 months 5 days]; above the head of the passing primary school student was [67 years 3 months]; even above the head of the stray cat by the road was [1 year 2 months].
I finally confirmed that I had awakened a weird superpower—this power allowed me to see the remaining lifespan of all living creatures.
Panic gradually faded, replaced by a complex emotion—there was fear, curiosity, and a hint of secret excitement. If this ability was real, could I save people?
I walked slowly along the road, my mind in chaos, until I reached a crossroads, and a sharp brake sound suddenly woke me up.
I looked up and saw a little girl in a pink dress breaking free from her mother's hand, running towards the opposite side of the road. Not far away, a truck was speeding towards her; the driver honked desperately, but it was completely impossible to stop in time.
My eyes instantly fell on the top of the little girl's head, and my heart stopped—[Countdown: 10 seconds, Cause of death: Car accident].
"Be careful!"
I rushed over almost instinctively, thinking about nothing but saving the little girl. The truck was getting closer and closer, and the wind howled in my ears. I grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled her back to the side of the road fiercely.
The truck brushed past our clothes and raced away. The driver stuck his head out and cursed "Are you trying to die?", then drove off at high speed.
The little girl's mother turned pale with fright, rushed over to hug the little girl, and tears kept flowing: "Baby, you scared mom to death, scared mom to death..."
The little girl was also scared to cry, clinging tightly to her mother's neck. I stood aside, my chest heaving violently—that moment just now had almost exhausted all my strength.
Just then, I accidentally touched the little girl's shoulder, and a faint warm current came from my fingertips. Immediately after, the countdown above the little girl's head disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, my phone vibrated—it was a WeChat transfer notification. I took out my phone and saw clearly on the screen—[WeChat Transfer 500 Yuan, Note: Superpower Reward].
I was stunned. There was even a reward for the superpower?
"Thank you, young man, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, something terrible would have happened to my baby!" The little girl's mother reacted, holding my hand and thanking me repeatedly, even trying to stuff money into my hand.
"No, no, auntie, it's what I should do." I waved my hand quickly, but I was overjoyed in my heart. Not only had I saved the little girl, but I had also received a 500-yuan reward. This superpower didn't seem so scary after all.
After seeing the mother and daughter off, I stood by the road, looking at the 500 yuan on my phone, and a thought suddenly popped into my head. Since I could see people's death dates and delay their lifespans by touching them, could I make money with this ability?
After all, for those who were rich and afraid of death, they would be willing to spend any amount of money to live one more day.
I immediately opened my phone and sent a message in my Moments and several part-time groups: [Life and Death Warning, Can Delay Lifespan, Commission Negotiable, Serious Inquiries Only].
Shortly after sending the message, someone private-messaged me, their tone full of doubt: "Dude, are you messing around here? Life and death warning? You must be a liar, right?"
I didn't explain, just replied: "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Just as I thought no one would believe me, someone with the note "Mr. Wang" sent me a private message: "My father is seriously ill. The doctor said he has at most one week left. Can you really delay his lifespan? Money is not a problem."
I looked at the phone screen, and the corner of my mouth couldn't help but rise.
My first business had arrived.
(End of Chapter 2, Next Chapter: The Boss Makes Things Difficult, I Sneer at His Death Countdown)
Chapter 3: The Boss Makes Things Difficult, I Sneer at His Death Countdown
I made an appointment with Mr. Wang to meet at his home the next morning, with a commission of 100,000 yuan. As long as I could delay his father's lifespan, money was not a problem. After finalizing this business, I felt much more at ease. At least, I knew the value of this superpower.
Early the next morning, I went to the company to work on time. As soon as I walked into the office, I was stopped by my boss, Li Jianguo.
"Lin Mo, where did you go after the physical exam yesterday? Why didn't you come back to work overtime?" Li Jianguo sat behind his desk, his face dark and his tone full of dissatisfaction.
I felt a surge of displeasure. After the physical exam yesterday, I was chased out by the doctor, then saved the little girl, and was so busy that I forgot to reply to messages. But Li Jianguo never cared about his employees. In his eyes, we were just tools for him to make money, and working overtime was a matter of course.
"Boss, I had something to do yesterday and forgot to tell you." I endured my impatience and explained.
"Something to do? Can anything be more important than work?" Li Jianguo slammed the desk hard, stood up and pointed at me, yelling: "Lin Mo, are you getting complacent? As a bottom-level operation staff, you dare to leave without permission? Tonight, finish all the unfinished plans from yesterday, work overtime until midnight, or you won't be allowed to leave work!"
Everyone in the office lowered their heads, no one dared to speak. Li Jianguo had always been snobbish and harsh in the company, often yelling at employees. Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
I looked up and glanced at the top of Li Jianguo's head, and couldn't help but sneer.
There, the countdown was clearly written—[Countdown: 3 days 12 hours, Cause of death: Accidental fall from a building on a typhoon day].
He had only 3 days left to live.
Watching him being arrogant and bossy, I felt no waves in my heart, only a touch of absurdity. A man who was about to die was still here showing off his power and making things difficult for his employees.
"What? Are you dissatisfied?" Li Jianguo saw that I didn't speak, and his face became even worse. "I tell you, in this company, I tell you to work overtime, you work overtime; I tell you to leave, you leave. Don't be ungrateful!"
I spoke calmly, but with an undeniable firmness: "Boss, I have something to do tonight, so I can't work overtime."
"What did you say?" Li Jianguo was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears. "Lin Mo, say that again?"
"I said, I can't work overtime." I repeated, "Also, I advise you not to go out these days, especially on typhoon days. Be careful."
Li Jianguo seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world and laughed loudly: "Be careful? Lin Mo, did you get scared silly by the physical exam yesterday? How dare you curse me? I think you don't want to work anymore!"
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." I didn't want to waste words with him. I turned around and walked back to my seat, took out my phone, and confirmed the time and place of the meeting with Mr. Wang.
Li Jianguo cursed a few words behind me. Seeing that I ignored him, he didn't say anything more, just stared at me fiercely, muttering "I'll deal with you later".
I ignored him the whole time, only thinking about the meeting with Mr. Wang in the afternoon. The 100,000-yuan commission was enough for me to quit this terrible job and make money with my superpower in peace.
In the afternoon, I asked for leave in advance and went to Mr. Wang's villa. Mr. Wang's father was lying on the bed, his face pale and his breath weak. The countdown above his head showed [6 days 8 hours], which was the same as Mr. Wang said—at most one week left.
"Mr. Lin, please take a look at my father. Can you save him?" Mr. Wang looked anxious, holding my hand with a pleading look in his eyes.
I walked to the bed, gently held the old man's hand, and a faint warm current spread from my fingertips. Immediately, the countdown above the old man's head changed to [16 days 8 hours]—I had successfully delayed his lifespan by 10 days.
"How is it, Mr. Lin?" Mr. Wang looked at me nervously.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I have delayed the old man's lifespan by 10 days. I'll come again twice in these 10 days, and I should be able to extend it for a while longer." I said.
Mr. Wang breathed a sigh of relief immediately, grabbed my hand excitedly: "Thank you so much, Mr. Lin! This is the 100,000-yuan commission, I'll transfer it to you right now!"
A few minutes later, my phone received a notification of a 100,000-yuan transfer. Looking at the number on the screen, I felt a surge of excitement. This was the first big money I earned with my own ability.
After leaving the villa, I took out my phone, sent a resignation message to Li Jianguo, and then blocked all his contact information.
As for his death countdown, I had no need to remind him.
Karma will always catch up. He made things difficult for his employees and was harsh and ungrateful—this was what he deserved.
(End of Chapter 3, Next Chapter: The Boss Dies Tragically, My Orders Skyrocket!)
Chapter 4: The Boss Dies Tragically, My Orders Skyrocket!
After resigning from my job, I felt completely relieved. I no longer had to put up with Li Jianguo's nonsense, no longer had to work overtime late into the night, and every day I just needed to take orders and make money with my superpower. Life was extremely comfortable.
Mr. Wang trusted me very much. Every few days, he would ask me to go to his house to delay his father's lifespan, and he also introduced several of his friends to me—all wealthy and powerful people, with commissions ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yuan.
I also gradually figured out the rules of my superpower: the longer I touched someone, the longer their lifespan would be extended, and the more rewards I would get. Moreover, I could only delay lifespans, not change the cause of death. What was meant to happen would eventually happen.
Three days later, a strong typhoon hit our city. There were violent winds and heavy rains; many trees were blown down, billboards were torn off, and even the exterior wall tiles of several buildings fell off.
I sat at home, watching the violent wind and rain outside the window, and thought of the countdown above Li Jianguo's head—today was his last day alive.
Sure enough, in the afternoon, I saw a local news push—[Breaking News! A company boss went out on a typhoon day and accidentally fell to his death from the top of an office building].
The photo in the news was exactly Li Jianguo. According to the report, he had insisted on going to the top of the office building to inspect the billboards that afternoon, despite his employees' dissuasion. As a result, he lost his balance due to the strong wind, fell from the top of the building, and died on the spot.
I looked at the news, feeling no waves in my heart. He had brought this on himself. If he had listened to my advice and not gone out, he might not have died.
Just then, my phone suddenly kept ringing—it was messages from my former colleagues.
"Lin Mo, have you seen the news? Boss Li is dead!"
"Oh my god, it's terrifying. He went to the roof on a typhoon day—he was asking for it!"
"Lin Mo, you're amazing! You reminded Boss Li to be careful on typhoon days before, and it actually came true!"
"Lin Mo, did you already know Boss Li would die? Is your life and death warning real?"
In an instant, all my colleagues were talking about Li Jianguo's death, and many people kept asking me about the life and death warning. I didn't hide anything and replied briefly, which was equivalent to confirming it.
Unexpectedly, this matter spread quickly in our company's circle. Someone even took a screenshot of the message I had sent in the part-time group before and posted it. More and more people learned about my superpower.
My WeChat was instantly flooded with friend requests. My private messages were full of people asking me for life and death warnings and lifespan extensions—ordinary office workers, entrepreneurs, and even some celebrities and internet influencers. The commissions ranged from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yuan.
I selected a few clients with high commissions and urgent needs, replied to them one by one, and made appointments to meet. In just one day, I received 5 orders, with a total commission of more than 500,000 yuan.
I was no longer that bottom-level office worker who worked overtime late into the night and looked at others' faces. Now, I was the sought-after "Life and Death Predictor" that everyone begged for, making money easily and quickly.
In the evening, I went to the supermarket to buy a lot of delicious food. When I got home, I ate while looking at the order messages on my phone, feeling extremely happy. I had completely changed my life with my own superpower.
Just as I thought life would continue to be smooth sailing, an unfamiliar phone call came in.
I answered the call, and a deep, mysterious voice came from the other end: "Lin Mo, I know about your superpower, and I also know you can see people's death dates."
My heart skipped a beat, and I asked vigilantly: "Who are you? What do you want?"
The person on the other end laughed, his tone a little weird: "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that I can help you keep your superpower permanently."
Keep the superpower permanently?
I was instantly stunned, filled with doubts and vigilance.
(End of Chapter 4, Next Chapter: The Mysterious Client, the Secret of the Superpower Is Revealed!)
Chapter 5: The Mysterious Client, the Secret of the Superpower Is Revealed!
"Who exactly are you? Why do you say you can help me keep my superpower permanently?" I held the phone tightly, my voice full of vigilance.
I had always thought my superpower was innate, awakened by chance. But the mysterious man's words made me have a bold guess—my superpower might not have been awakened by accident; there was an unknown secret behind it.
The man on the other end paused, then said slowly: "My surname is Chen. I know you have a lot of questions now. Let's meet and talk. I'll tell you everything. I'll send the location to your WeChat. Come alone, don't tell anyone. Otherwise, you'll regret it."
After speaking, he hung up the phone. Immediately after, a location popped up on my WeChat—it was a remote private club, far from my home.
I stared at the location, hesitating for a long time. Should I go? I was afraid of danger. This Mr. Chen was mysterious and unpredictable, and I had no idea what his purpose was. But if I didn't go, I was eager to know the secret of my superpower, and even more eager to keep it permanently—everything I had now was given by my superpower; I couldn't lose it.
After struggling for half an hour, I finally decided to go meet him. I wanted to see who this Mr. Chen was and what he knew.
I changed my clothes, took my phone and wallet, and took a taxi to the private club. Along the way, I was nervous, constantly guessing Mr. Chen's identity and purpose.
Half an hour later, I arrived at the private club. It was remote, with no one around. It was luxuriously decorated, but it exuded a strange atmosphere.
Following Mr. Chen's prompt, I walked into a private room. The room was dark, with only one desk lamp on. A man in a black suit sat on the sofa with his back to me, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.
"You're here, sit down." Mr. Chen turned around, wearing a mask that covered his face, so I couldn't see his appearance—only his eyes, which were deep and cold.
I sat down cautiously, looked at him, and got straight to the point: "Mr. Chen, you said you can help me keep my superpower permanently, and you know the secret of my superpower. Now, can you tell me?"
Mr. Chen took a sip of red wine and said slowly: "First, I want to tell you that your superpower was not awakened by accident."
"Not by accident? Then how did I get it?" I asked eagerly.
"Your superpower was given to you by someone." Mr. Chen's tone was calm, but it was like a bomb exploding in my heart. "There are many people like you with superpowers in this world. All of your superpowers are given by the same person—and that person is my master."
I was completely stunned. My superpower was given by someone else? There were many others like me?
"Why? Why would your master give us superpowers?"
"Because my master needs your superpowers to do something." Mr. Chen said. "However, the superpowers given to you have a time limit. Your superpower will disappear in 1 month."
Hearing this, my heart sank. No wonder I could see the time limit of my own superpower—it really had an expiration date. In another month, I would lose it, and lose everything I had now.
"You said you can help me keep my superpower permanently. How?" I asked eagerly, a hint of pleading in my voice.
Mr. Chen looked at me, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "It's simple. Do me a favor, and I'll help you keep your superpower permanently."
"What's the favor? Tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you." I said.
"My daughter was killed three months ago. The police have been investigating for a long time, but they haven't found the murderer." Mr. Chen's tone turned cold, and his eyes were filled with hatred. "I know you can see people's death dates, and you can also find clues through your superpower. I want you to help me find the murderer who killed my daughter and make him pay with his life."
Help him find the murderer?
I hesitated. Finding a murderer was not an easy task, and it was even dangerous. If the murderer was cunning, I might not only fail to find him but also get myself into trouble.
But if I didn't help him, I would lose my superpower and everything I had now.
Mr. Chen seemed to see my hesitation and said: "Don't worry, I will give you enough clues and help. You won't be taking risks for nothing. Moreover, as long as you can find the murderer, in addition to helping you keep your superpower permanently, I will give you another 1 million yuan in commission."
1 million yuan in commission, plus keeping my superpower permanently. This offer was too tempting.
I took a deep breath, looked at Mr. Chen, and said firmly: "Okay, I'll help you. I will definitely find the murderer who killed your daughter and make him pay for his crimes."
Mr. Chen nodded, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "Very good. I knew you would agree. This is my daughter's information, and some clues found by the police. Take a look first."
He handed me a folder. I took it and opened it. Inside were photos of his daughter, her personal information, and some police investigation records.
Looking at the photo of the girl with a bright smile, I secretly made up my mind. I must find the murderer and bring justice to her.
But I never expected that this journey to find the murderer would hide an even bigger secret—and there were more unknown truths behind my superpower...
(End of the Full Text, Sequel Preview: Clues to the Murderer Emerge, the Truth Behind the Superpower Is Revealed, and a Greater Crisis Is Approaching Me!)