Chapter 416: The Book of Life's Answers

'Ah, I really want to play games.'
That was the simplest thought on Su Hao's mind right now.
He realized that what he looked forward to most now was the weekend.
Those times when everyone was crammed into the guild building, bragging, laughing, joking, and raiding dungeons together had become his greatest source of joy.
But it was precisely in this relaxation that he keenly sensed something was amiss.
He realized that he seemed to have hit a kind of "bottleneck," or rather, a period of burnout.
He still remembered what he was like when he first joined Fanghuan.
A clueless newbie, like a rookie fresh out of the beginner's village, relying on a raw, instinctive instinct, he charged headlong into the stock market, engaging in short-term speculation, and somehow managed to climb to the top.
His position skyrocketed, and he became chairman without even realizing it, and then, without even realizing it, he single-handedly transformed a small Fanghuan into a vast financial empire.
In the quiet of the night, a thought would always cross his mind: 'Has this all I've achieved...?'
His intuition was a superpower, a direct telling of "which option is the right answer."
Initially, this ability was rudimentary; it only gave him a faint, tingling sensation at crucial moments.
But every time he followed his intuition and saw the stock price soar, the exhilarating feeling, like a mental climax, was indescribable.
Now, his intuition had evolved. It was no longer a simple feeling, but a projection of images, sounds, and even smells into his mind.
Now, it could generate clear images directly in his mind, instantly distinguishing between promising stocks and worthless ones.
It was as if this intuition itself was constantly upgrading and iterating.
With this divine skill, he made countless astonishing decisions, transforming Fang Huan Investment from a small boat into an invincible galactic battleship.
"..."
But from some point onward, a question began to swirl in his mind.
Was he truly "using" this intuition?
Or was he merely being controlled by this increasingly powerful intuition, like a puppet on a string?
Once this thought arose, everything changed.
He began to think, "That's enough."
He'd already reached the top; how much higher could he go?
"Brother, brother!"
"Hmm? Ah, oh, what's wrong?" Su Hao was startled from his reverie.
"What's wrong? I've been calling you for ages and you haven't answered," said Su Hui, her cheeks puffed out, clearly annoyed.
"What are you thinking about? So engrossed? Is it work again? We rarely get to have a family meal together, and you're still thinking about work?"
"Hey, don't worry about him," Dad chimed in cheerfully, trying to smooth things over.
"Your brother's a super busy man now, managing a mountain of tasks!
What are the media saying? 'A business leader leading the times,' 'my country's most outstanding young CEO'! Hahaha!"
The greatest benefit of success is undoubtedly the attitude of one's family.
Just a time ago, he was an unemployed bum who lazed around at home, only knowing how to play video games;
Now, he has transformed into a legendary stock market guru who rose from a rookie employee to amass a fortune of hundreds of billions.
"What were you two talking about?" Su Hao asked, picking up a piece of food.
"Nothing much, just that our family hasn't gone on a trip together in a long time.
I'm busy, and you're busy too. We were thinking of finding some time for the whole family to go on a trip together?"
Su Hui suggested.
"We don't mind," her mother said, but her eyes betrayed her.
"Your dad and I go on trips often ourselves. But... if the whole family could go together, that would be even better, cough cough."
Su Hao could easily see through his parents' insincere words.
He thought carefully, when was the last time he had a proper vacation?
It seemed... he couldn't remember.
Over the years, he had been like a rocket welded to the launch pad, only knowing to ignite and launch, forging ahead relentlessly, never thinking of stopping to appreciate the scenery.
“Sure,” he nodded. “It’s great to go together. I’ll check the time and make the arrangements.”
Hearing his reply, Su Hui tilted her head, staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Tsk,” she stroked her chin, like a little detective, “Something feels off, something’s not right.”
“What’s off?”
“Your expression… how should I put it, it’s like someone who’s ‘burned out.’
No, more accurately, it’s like one of those old employees in our company who’s about to retire, spending their days playing with walnuts, with a ‘seeing through the world, ready to retreat to the mountains’ vibe.
That’s right, it’s your face right now.”
Su Hao blinked, remaining silent.
He had long since noticed that his younger sister was incredibly perceptive, practically a born mind reader.
Of course, it was also possible that his own facial expressions were poorly managed.
“Brother, you're still so young, and you love your work so much, you shouldn't be thinking about retiring, right? Is something bothering you?”
“…No, nothing.”
“That's true,” she muttered to herself, “Even if I knew what was bothering you, what advice could I give you?
After all, the kind of troubles you're experiencing at this level are probably unimaginable to ordinary people like us.”
“It's not what you think.” Su Hao smiled helplessly.
“By the way, I have a solution!”
“…Hmm?”
Su Hui grinned like a sly fox who'd just stolen a chicken, pulling something out of her designer handbag.
"Oh, perfect! A colleague gave it to me today, a rather odd-looking book. Brother, you haven't been reading lately, have you?"
"I don't read much, but I do read hundreds of pages of reports every day, does that count?"
"That doesn't count as reading! That's work! People need to nourish their minds, you know!"
"..."
Su Hao stared speechlessly at his sister, who, with a beaming smile, shoved a beautifully wrapped book into his hands.
This girl, so brazenly "gifting" her unmanageable garbage to her dear older brother, was truly astonishing.
So self-assured, so naturally.
***
After the family dinner, back home, Su Hao went into the bathroom and took a shower.
Hot water poured over his head, seemingly washing away the jumbled thoughts in his mind temporarily.
He liked this feeling of mental emptiness, this slightly tipsy, ethereal feeling. Sitting down at the computer and playing a few games seemed to fill a void within him.
Just as he was about to log in, *ding-dong*.
His phone rang. It was WeChat. He picked it up and looked at it.
—Brother, have you read the book I gave you?
It was Su Hui.
"Ah!"
Su Hao then remembered the book. He turned to look at his desk, where the forgotten book lay quietly.
He couldn't help but frown.
"What kind of crap did this girl give me?"
She talked about spiritual nourishment, but the book she gave him wasn't some classic that required serious reading at all.
The title was quite intimidating—[The Book of Life's Answers].
He opened it and almost burst out laughing.
This thing has only one or two sentences on each page, some even just a single word.
It's not a proper book at all; it's more like a typical "random page-flipping divination tool."
The usage is also mystical: when you're troubled, just flip to any page, and the words on it will be your guidance.
It claims to provide answers to life's questions.
It's commonly known as the "Book of Answers."
This isn't something Su Hao made up; that's what the book's synopsis says.
"I thought it was some philosophical masterpiece..."
He initially intended to casually toss it into a corner of the bookshelf to gather dust, but then he thought, since he'd already accepted it, he might as well treat it as a pastime and give it a try.
Anyway, he didn't have any expectations.
"For me right now, give me some advice?"
What advice did he need right now?
Too much.
Should he retire gracefully and leave this business empire that had already left him feeling weary?
Should he force himself to keep going, even if it seems daunting?
For example, how should he correctly use this "intuition" ability?
And where are its limits?
To be honest, no living person in the world could answer these questions for him.
How could a mere book possibly...?
"Hiss!"
Just then!
Just as he was about to casually open the thick book, a sudden change occurred!