Global Movie Emperor

There was a gentle explosion in the pot, and the butter gradually melted and was gradually absorbed by the steak. The smell of rosemary evaporated in the air, making Parker's belly more and more hungry. He took a deep breath and absorbed the flavor of the beef in the air. Taste, watching the beef come out of the pan until it wakes up on the cutting board, and finally put on the plate.

Fifteen minutes later, all the dishes were ready. The Parkers stood at the door of Nelson's house and gently knocked on the door. Even though they were separated by a wall, they could hear music and laughter from the next room. Come.

"Lisa, how did you know I wanted to eat steak? Come in quickly. Hey Parker, I heard that you are in some physical condition. How are you? Are you okay?"

After genetic enhancement, the aging rate of human beings has also slowed down. Although Nelson is now over 160 years old and has a full head of silver hair, his face is not too old. There are only a few wounds cut by time across his forehead.

He was blushing and had drunk a lot of wine. The smell of alcohol on his breath could be smelled even from a meter away. He was not too surprised when he saw Parker. He just showed appropriate concern and patted him gently. Parker put his arm around him and walked into the small room.

Not only Mrs. Nelson was in the room, but her children and nephews were also present. When they saw another guest arriving, they hurriedly stood up to say hello, reached out to take the food from Lisa and Parker's hands, and thanked them repeatedly.

There was jazz playing in the room, and the room seemed a little dark after sunset, but every corner of the room was filled with candles, adding a touch of warmth and romance to the darkness.

Under the golden candlelight, Nelson's sincere smile was a bit dazzling, piercing Parker's heart. This scene seemed to take Parker through time, back to many years ago, leaving him in a trance, standing there blankly.

"Parker, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No...I'm just, just a little hungry."

"Then sit down quickly, Jennifer. Look, Parker is hungry. By the way, why isn't Jason here?"

"He hasn't finished class yet, and he can't go home until after seven o'clock every day."

"Okay, we're probably home soon. Let's eat first, but we have to leave something for the kid."

After arranging for Parker and his wife to sit down, Nelson tied the tablecloth around his collar again, served Parker a plate of beef stew with red wine, and invited the others to use the knives and forks together.

The champagne looked a little gloomy under the candlelight, and the wine was no longer golden. Even the color changed the taste. After drinking it, it lost its original sweetness, and only the bitter taste filled the tip of the tongue.

At first, everyone was chatting and laughing at the dinner table, recounting the rare and interesting things in life that had been shared hundreds of times with others. But gradually, when all the interesting things were told, there were no more interesting topics to talk about. Finally, everyone fell silent and began to concentrate on fighting for food.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Nelson looked at the clock, stood up alone, pressed his right palm down, and motioned for others to sit down. In a quiet environment, he returned to the room, carefully combed his hair, arranged his shirt, and put on his already ironed clothes. After waiting for the suit for a long time, an old gentleman with silver hair stood in front of them.

"Nelson, is this tonight?"

"Yes Parker, you have to know that time waits for no one..."

When he sat at the table again, everyone started to move, hurriedly packed their things and put on their coats. Even Mr. and Mrs. Parker went home and put on some decent clothes.

"call……"

When everything was ready, Mrs. Nelson took the lead in blowing out the candles in the window. Later, Nelson's daughter and nephew also extinguished the candles in the bedroom and kitchen.

"call……"

Finally, the candles at the door were extinguished by Mr. and Mrs. Parker, leaving only the candlelight on the dining table to provide the little warmth...

Mrs. Nelson walked to the kitchen in the dark, tremblingly took out the staple food that Nelson had not eaten, placed it gently on Nelson's table, kissed his forehead, and finally looked at her husband lovingly.

"We have been together for one hundred and thirty-five years... Your temper is not bad, but you are not bad either. You often complain to me, but you never get too angry. You have never made a lot of money in your life, but you have not accomplished anything. You are frugal on weekdays, but you can meet all the demands of me and my children that are not excessive. Nelson, you are a good husband. In my heart, you have always been the most perfect husband. I am proud of myself and you for supporting me for half my life. , and will definitely tell my story and yours to others.”

Nelson just smiled gently and patted the back of his wife's hand gently. Finally, under the gaze of everyone standing, he sat at the main seat of the dining table, crossed his hands against his chin, and closed his eyes.

“My Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, lest we of your debts, just as we have forgiven our debtors when we meet temptation, and deliver us from evil; for the right, the power, and the glory are all yours forever, and may we meet in the kingdom of heaven, and serve you at your right and left, all the day long. Joy and health.”

"Amen……"

He began to eat the staple food. Under the gaze of everyone, he was full of gentlemanly manners. The sweetness of the bread even danced in front of everyone's noses. He would occasionally stop and take a sip of champagne, and then continue eating in an orderly manner until the plate was empty.

He closed his eyes, savoring the last bite of the human world, exhaling a stream of sweet warmth on his white beard, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Um……"

The daughter took the hat and put it on himself, and he blew out the last candle in the room...

In the darkness, the sobs were no longer concealed.

"dad……"

"Salina, I have no regrets, and I believe you do too. Let's go."

He walked in front, followed by others, got into their own cars, gathered together again, and drove off into the distance under the gaze of passers-by.

"Farke!"

The figure carrying a shoulder bag ran to the gate of the community, covered in water stains, with a bruised nose and face. Seeing the convoy going away, he started running desperately, and in the end he could only see the taillights of the vehicles at the end of the convoy.

Feeling angry, he smashed his schoolbag to the ground and vented his anger on the trash can beside him. He used his fists and feet to knock out new "wounds" in the trash can.

In the end, he could only lean on the trash can he hurt, slowly sit down, hold his head and cry.

…

The crowded crowd squeezed the land in the middle, between the chest and the back, and squeezed out the homes for them to live in. In this city that is destined to block the sun, only one kind of low-rise building allows to hide in the darkness. Among them, he even dyed himself into a disturbing but fascinating black.

The convoys gathered again and left in the near future. Nelson and the others could only wait calmly in the car until the vehicle in front drove forward a short distance. About an hour later, they really stopped in this building. The doorway of a small building.

Everyone gets off the bus, enters the building, takes a number, finds the room on the number plate, enters, and waits again.

Different from the black exterior wall, the interior is abysmal white, so white that it is difficult to find even a piece of paper posted on the wall. Everyone sat down until a person wearing a white robe, mask and gloves prepared a comprehensive Protective man pushes cart into room.

"Nelson Stepford?"

"Yes."

"ID or driver's license, bank card."

After confirming that it was him, the man placed the POSS machine in front of Nelson, and he pressed the password to confirm that it was correct. He put the POSS machine away, walked into the small room with a glass wall, and started debugging some unknown things. liquid.

"Take off your coat and come in."

At this time, Nelson was like a good child. Without saying a word, he quietly took off his coat, handed it to his daughter, asked her to hang it on the hanger next to him, and then slowly walked into the room.

"Sir...what should I do?"

"Roll up your sleeves above your elbows. I need to prepare something else. You have about two minutes to say goodbye to your family. When I finish everything, you can just lie down on the bed and leave the rest to me. Don’t leave this room.”

Like a child who was extremely afraid of the teacher's scolding, Nelson shrank his neck slightly, nodded, and quickly folded his sleeves until the blue blood vessels under his fair skin were exposed.

After confirming that the glass of water on the man's cart was reserved for him, he took it tremblingly, took a sip, and stood in front of the glass thick enough to be one finger, motionless, not knowing what to do.

"Dad...dad!"

The room was equipped with microphones and loudspeakers inside and outside, like a bank window. His daughter Sabella knocked on the glass, and the shouts made him smile not ugly, but extremely embarrassed.

"Sabella, take care of your mother, okay? Be strong, I...I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while, that...Parker, my wife, please help me take care of some, I...I still have some Deposit, Jennifer will give it to you when the time comes. Thank you for your hard work, Parker, and Lisa. When you go home and see Jason later, remember to tell him, tell him... Grandpa Nelson loves him very much, but it is a pity that he can no longer tutor him in his homework. Yes, I... God."

"Don't worry, I will take care of Jennifer, but not for money. Nelson, if there really is a heaven and you meet Mr. and Mrs. Wang Hui, please tell them that you are living a good life."

"Okay, I will definitely bring it, and I'll leave everything to you."

The wrinkled palms spread the tear stains on his face, at least making it less conspicuous, but the more he wiped it, the muddier his face became. In the end, he could only hide in the corner, sobbing, and witness the man's actions.

"The preparations are complete. Come on sir, please lie down."

In an instant, Nelson looked much older. He slowly got on the bed, lay down flat, felt the cold temperature of the iron bed, and waited for the staff to fix his limbs and head, and then connected his health bracelet. The computer began to disassemble the bracelet and turned off the microphone connected to the outside world.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Nelson. You will feel an extremely strong sense of excitement later. This is a normal reaction. Don't panic too much. Please allow me to test your bracelet one last time to confirm your identity. It is correct. Nelson Stepford Sir, the tired and bitter life is over..."

"Welcome to the afterlife."

The needle was inserted into the arm. The man's technique was very good and the pain was very slight. He turned around and fiddled with the computer. Finally, he pressed Enter and the machine started running. The adjusted liquid was quickly squeezed into Nelson's body.

"call……"

The liquid was ice-cold. After entering the blood vessels, the arm instantly tingled until the entire arm lost consciousness. Then, a drunken feeling surged into his head, and a strong sense of excitement was stimulating him to keep closing his toes and spreading his toes.

Saliva began to secrete rapidly, and at the same time, Nelson gradually lost control of his body. He opened his mouth wide, panted violently, his limbs shook wildly, and he smashed the iron bed with a loud bang...

He could feel death coming.

The man watched all this calmly, soaked a pure cotton handkerchief folded on the cart with disinfectant water, and gently placed it on Nelson's face to prevent him from spitting.

The disinfectant foam water was evenly sprayed on the inside of the glass, and the window-like cleaning scraper was pulled to wipe away the fingerprints left by Nelson on the inside. Then the cart left the cabin and sat on a small chair not far from the family seats. , watching the monitor, quietly waiting for Nelson's death.

Rebirth is not a very short-lived event. On the contrary, it requires people to go through a process from panic, to excitement, to very excitement, and finally to death from excitement.

Perhaps it could be very short-lived, as short as killing a living person within a minute, but the designer of the past life did not do this.

Perhaps taking into account the emotions of consumers, they should at least be allowed to experience the ultimate excitement and happiness before death, so that they would not feel that the money was wasted.

Nelson could feel the loss of life and strength. Every minute he spent was as exhausting as an hour of extensive exercise. However, this feeling of intoxication also prevented him from stopping his shaking, which eventually caused the shaking to become larger and larger.

He wanted to cheer, even if he knew it was the candy before his death, he still wanted to praise the sweetness of the candy.

"I'm going to die...I'm going to die...I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Five minutes later, the shaking speed slowed down, and got slower and slower. Finally, it was as if he had just laid down, with no extra movements.

"I'm dying……"

"it's all over."

"That's right...that's what I want..."

The last murmur stopped, and the family could not see whether his face was peaceful or ferocious, only the white handkerchief collapsed in his mouth, forming a frightening "basin".

"drop……"

The heartbeat line displayed on the monitor has become a straight line. The man stood up, asked Sabella for Nelson's suit and hat, entered the room, dressed Nelson gently, turned his back to his family, adjusted Nelson's appearance, and finally The top hat was placed on his chest, the body bag was closed, and the Michael was opened.

"You can take Mr. Nelson home. I hope Mr. Nelson will be by your father's side and be happy and healthy all day long."

"Amen……"

…

Nelson's body was so heavy that it was unimaginable before it sank as much as Parker. The three grown men, his nephew and Parker, struggled to carry it. Under the gaze of passers-by in the hall, he put it into the coffin that had been prepared on the team's pickup truck.

He helped the weak Mrs. Nelson and Sabella get into the car, and the motorcade started. Parker glanced at Lisa in the driver's seat, then turned to look at the photo of Mr. Hea hanging at the door of the House of Death. He remained silent and did not speak. , just lit a cigarette, stretched it out the window, and was slightly blown by the breeze, and finally threw it at the door of the House of Purity.

…

"Mr. Nelson has never struck me as a bitter and resentful person, even though I know that his situation is much more difficult than mine. In the more than twenty years that I have been with him, he has taught me a lot, although most of them I I didn’t use it, but his character influenced me to a great extent, I must admit this.”

"Time is always like this, allowing us to gradually accept the departure of our relatives and friends. With the help of Mr. Heya, we can accept the departure of more relatives and friends. At this point, we don't know whether we should thank him or whether we should thank him. Hate him."

"But because of this, we are also destined to accept our own death on a certain day and at a certain time, and be happy for its arrival, at least until you become a billionaire, just like Mr. Hea As I said, living too long is not a good thing."

"He gave us the answer."

…

"An urgent news break. Mr. Zambi Odres Hea, a giant in the fields of life sciences, genetics, and medicine, and a great scientist known as the father of longevity genes, was discovered by his family at 9 a.m. this morning. He hanged himself at home at the age of 98. Leaders from various countries sent messages to express their condolences to his relatives, saying that Mr. Hea's death has shocked and saddened the whole world. Now, leaders from various countries have taken a plane to California to send Mr. Hea his last moments. Procedure."

The classroom was quiet. Parker didn't know what his expression was now. No, he already knew it after taking a look at Lisa. Then, the students exploded.

"really?"

"Today is... today is not April Fool's Day! Fake! What is going on!"

"How is this possible? He is such a powerful person, how could my idol die? It must be fake! I have to check again, this is impossible..."

Not only the classmates were shocked, but even the teacher who was in class stopped writing, but he did not show disbelief like the students. He knew that in this world, anything could happen.

So, he just glanced out the window to make sure that the sun was still rising from the east, then looked at the clock to make sure that time was still passing by, sighed, started writing again, and wrote a question on the blackboard, even though he knew, For the next whole day, or even longer, no one will be paying attention to the class.

As the news spread, the entire planet was in shock. Even though life is very tiring now, people all know that this has nothing to do with Mr. Heya. Instead, it is because of his selfless dedication that the end of life can be extended backwards.

People spontaneously held a memorial event in the city center square. As "radicals" in the school, it was impossible for Parker and his team not to be present, so they came, holding chrysanthemums in their hands, in the sea of ​​people, accompanied by the sharp sound of car horns. Closing moment of silence.

On the screen on the outer wall of the building next to the square, the latest investigation results of Mr. Hea's death were broadcast in real time. People who had placed memorial items stood on the street, looking at the beautiful news host, and kept choking while reciting the hymn. Mr. Ya's last words.

"I'm not a financier, so I don't understand what currency circulation represents."

“I’m not an entrepreneur, so I don’t understand how much money can be made by exploiting labor.”

"I'm not an engineer, so I don't understand how a building should be designed to house the most people in the smallest area."

"I'm not a politician, so I don't understand how to make people accept a series of high-pressure policies."

"But I'm human, and I'm panicking about the rapidly rising prices, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"But I'm human and I understand that there should be more to life than work, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"But I'm human and I don't want to end up living in a small, dark room for the rest of my life, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"But I am a human being, and I would like to contribute to the development of the city, but I don't want to be just a number, a match, or a barrel of fuel. But I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about it."

"So I am a sinner, I can't see the laughter, I can't see the blue sky, I can't see the white doves flying."

"I will die for my ideal, so I will eventually die for my ideal and regret it for the rest of my life."

"I will fall into hell, but I will still look up to heaven and hope that my old friends will be happy and healthy."

For some reason, tears rolled and finally fell. Everyone stared at the screen blankly, their mouths opened and closed, but no words came out.

They wanted to vent, but when they turned around, the policemen who were waiting were looking at them. In an instant, this desire was suppressed. This was the most unbearable moment for Parker. At this moment, he flinched and stepped back. He took one step, then another, and finally turned around and ran towards home in large strides.

…

"I have never hated myself so much. I am surprisingly angry at my cowardice. Mr. Heya is right. I cannot die for my ideals, so I am also a sinner. Or, at this moment, I am already dead. .”

"I'm dead."

"I understand that in the future I will be silent to everyone. This is a painful ending, but this is exactly my ending. I will become ordinary, an ordinary graduate, an ordinary job, an ordinary hundred Retire at the age of twenty, maybe a little longer, just like that, as an ordinary person whose ideals will never be realized, and finally die an ordinary and happy death."

"I will become a devout Christian and spend my life's hard work in exchange for the joy after death. I look forward to the scenery in heaven. Will it be beautiful? I think yes, it will be. As for the things in this world, I'm sorry. , there is nothing I can do.”

…

The city center was a full fourteen kilometers away from Parker's home. He ran tirelessly until it was getting late, until he was exhausted, his face was pale, and he was covered in stinking sweat, like a dying old man, and finally pushed away Home door.

Surprisingly, the lights were not turned on at home, and candles were placed in the corner of the room to provide lighting, making the whole house unusually warm and welcoming. My mother was busy in the kitchen, and my father was sitting at the table drinking alone. When Parker came back, he did not say.

"This is……"

"Parker, where did you go? Go take a shower and start dinner."

"What is this going to do?"

"You go take a shower first and I'll talk to you later, okay? I made your favorite tomato beef brisket and braised pork. Go take a shower quickly."

Mother pushed Parker, with a look of disgust on her face, and sent Parker into the bathroom. But the moment she closed the door, she leaned against the door panel, looked at her father, and showed a complicated smile.

Parker was so tired that even bending down to take a bath was a problem. He once fell asleep in the bathtub until the bath water choked his nose, which cheered him up a lot.

After getting up and changing the furniture and clothes, his parents were sitting at the table waiting for his arrival. When he sat down, without too many greetings, the three of them picked up their chopsticks and ate their dinner quietly.

After strenuous exercise, a person's appetite will not be very good, and he has something on his mind. He didn't eat too much and was already full. However, he did not leave the table at the first time. Instead, he watched suspiciously and chewed slowly. Yan's parents finally asked.

"Mom, what's going on?"

"I have three things to tell you today. First, your father and I will officially retire from today. Let's eat some more."

The beef brisket that has been stewed slowly for a long time is very soft. Mother holds it close to the bowl. The fat shines with charming colors under the light, which makes people appetite. Even if it reaches your throat, you still have the desire to continue eating.

Parker didn't say anything. Of course he understood what retirement meant, but he didn't have to worry too much about it. After paying for more than sixty years of pension insurance, it was time for it to come into play. Today, Parker is just glad that he still needs a hundred more. The 20-year-old retirement rule has not been implemented yet. It is estimated that my parents will be the last group of people to retire at 90 years old.

"What about the second one?"

"Your father and I discussed it and signed the transfer book of the house today. It may be demolished in a few months and this place will be turned into a community in the future. We are also very satisfied with the compensation plan."

"Why is it so sudden? I don't want to move away..."

"I just moved away temporarily and will come back after the community is built. The other party compensated me with a property and a compensation of 1.2 million pounds."

Today's 1.2 million pounds is still a wealth that many families have to struggle for decades or even a lifetime to earn. Not to mention the price of an additional house. This price is enough to impress Parker.

So he didn't say much, he just looked at this single-family house with regret. It held too many happy memories. After learning that in a few months, this place would no longer exist, he felt a sense of reluctance. Brewing in the heart.

People will always miss the past, but in the end they will follow the footsteps of time and seize the tail of the future.

"Okay, what about third?"

"Father and mother are...preparing to die."

"..."