Beng Tie: What does it mean to broaden one's four destinies in one sentence?

Wach nodded.

"She knows about my research. And her talent for medicine is far superior to mine... cough..."

He started coughing again, this time even more violently. His whole body was shaking, and the water in his hand spilled out of the glass.

Hiluva quickly helped him up.

"Dr. Wach, please stop talking now."

Wach waved his hand, finally managing to stop coughing.

He looked up at Cocolia.

"Lady Cocolia, may I ask you a question?"

"Please speak."

Wach was silent for a moment.

"Is it worth sacrificing some people to achieve a goal?"

Cocolia's pupils contracted.

She looked at Vach, and there was something familiar in his cloudy eyes.

It wasn't a test, nor was it an interrogation; it was a question finally asked by someone who had walked in darkness for too long.

"not worth."

She did not hesitate; her voice was calm and resolute.

Wach paused for a moment, then laughed.

The smile was faint, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief, or as if he had finally let go of something.

"You should get along well with my sister."

He said something softly, then pulled a cloth bundle from his pocket. It was wrapped tightly in layers, the outer cloth was faded from washing, and the edges were frayed.

His hands were shaking as he unpacked them, not from nervousness, but because his body could barely hold on. One layer, two layers, three layers.

Inside was a yellowed handwritten notebook and a letter.

"This is all the research data on 'snow immunity'."

He handed the letter to Shiluva, his hands trembling so badly that it almost slipped through his fingers.

"And that letter... Miss Silva, could you please pass it on to her for me?"

Hiluva took it and glanced down at the notebook.

The paper was covered with tiny, crowded characters, some of which had been erased multiple times, with ink stains overlapping each other.

Each page had been turned many times, the paper was soft and brittle, the edges were curled up, and the ink in some places was blurred, as if it had been repeatedly rubbed by fingers.

"Dr. Wach, why don't you do it yourself...?"

"I'll only cause her trouble if I act like this."

Wach shook his head and coughed twice.

“She’s always been a worrier. Seeing me like this will definitely make her sad, and I can’t bear to see her sad.”

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"Besides... I'm too ashamed to face her."

Bronya stood to the side, looking at the middle-aged man who seemed like he would die at any moment, and felt a tightness in her chest.

She remembered what Shiluva had said.

Dr. Wach lived alone in the snowfield for many years.

No one knows why he lived in such a place. He just lived quietly, did his research quietly, and quietly invented a medicine that could help ordinary people survive for a few more hours in the snow.

And then continue to live quietly.

"Dr. Wach".

Bronya spoke up.

Wach turned his head and looked at her.

"Why haven't you gone back to the lower-level areas to take a look all these years?"

Wach was silent for a moment.

"I can't go back."

He chuckled softly, a bitter smile on his face.

"Besides, my sister Natasha is in the lower district. She's stronger than me. She's far stronger than me."

He lowered his head and looked at his trembling hands.

"Someone like me is best suited to being alone in the wind and snow. Quiet and peaceful, undisturbed. I can research whatever I want."

He paused, then looked up at Bronya.

"pretty good."

Bronya looked at him, at his pale, bloodless face, at his cloudy but earnest eyes.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Wach remained silent for a while.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"Lady Bronya, Mistress Cocolia."

"I made a huge mistake before. I deceived ordinary people..."

“Hiluva”.

Cocolia's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting him, calm but undeniable.

"Let's take Dr. Vah to get some rest. The commotion on the snowfield last night was too great; he probably didn't get enough rest."

Hiluva paused for a moment.

"Huh? Oh."

She realized what was happening and reached out to support Vah's arm.

Wach was also stunned.

He looked at Cocolia, opened his mouth as if to say something.

Cocolia glanced at him and smiled.

The smile was light, but genuine.

"Dr. Wach, the lockdown on the upper and lower levels will be lifted soon. Go see your sister then."

Wach's eyes suddenly reddened.

He opened his mouth, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Thank you."

He finally managed to squeeze out two words, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"The Great Guardian".

Hiluva helped him walk slowly away.

Wach walked slowly, one step at a time, like someone who had walked for far too long and was finally able to stop and rest.

Bronya stood there, watching his retreating figure.

"Mother."

She turned her head and looked at Cocolia.

Why didn't you let him finish speaking?

Cocolia did not answer.

She stared in the direction where Wach had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.

"Some things are liberating to say, but the listener may not be able to bear them."

She looked at Bronya with gentle eyes, but there was one more thing she didn't say.

"Some things are meant to be borne by one person alone. Bronya, just keep moving forward and don't look back."

Chapter 59 Money Power

"Help go up and sell out!"

Lin Si sat on the sofa, her fingers leaving afterimages on the game controller. The battle on the screen was changing rapidly; the support character obediently rushed forward and sacrificed itself, instantly absorbing all of the opponent's key skills.

Lin Si's eyes flashed.

"OK, you dare touch my support? Don't you know what 'Demon King's Protection' means?"