I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Completely different from the usual hustle and bustle, the streets are deserted, and pedestrians are sparsely populated. Even coins falling on the ground can accumulate a layer of ash, and no one can pick them up.

I don't know what happened. Chen Feng, who was too worried, didn't bother to talk about it, so he walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.

The external environment is deserted and there is less interference.

Being alone is the best soil to nurture divergent thinking. Chen Feng's mind subconsciously began to believe in the horse.

He had figured out the general idea before, but there are still problems that have been bothering him.

The leader’s question.

He doesn't like the position of leader.

This time he brace oneself reluctantly got on.

From the results, he did a pretty good job.

But he actually hopes to come to a leader who absolutely trusts him, has a brain and a charismatic charisma to help him shelter from the wind and rain, and he only needs to provide information and charge for battle, that's great.

But he scratched his scalp and couldn't think of how to help a leader out of the air.

In theory, Tang Tianxin is the perfect candidate.

However, Chen Feng cannot accurately control the status of the child's mother every time he passes.

She is still there to be the biggest fortunate, I really can't ask for more.

This time Chen Feng went so smoothly, and the child's mother succeeded in taking over the military power. There are many coincidences.

The tragic Hundred Years' War has made the destiny of mankind miserable, but it is precisely the era of heroes.

Chen Feng came into being, as Heavenly God came into the world, played the key man in the major battles against Lei, and then took out the identity of the Thousand-Year Prophet at the right time in the despair of the whole family, and completely conquered it. Lei, turn her into Fanxing, and this is the way to take power with an undisputed posture.

The right time and place are indispensable, and it may not be easy to reproduce.

If next time it is peaceful, and the child's mother is only a major general or even a lower position, Chen Feng finds it difficult to help her become a leader in just one year.

Even if he is self-destruct, the world recognizes his identity as a Thousand-Year Prophet, but there is no training of blood and fire, no self-certification on the battlefield, even if he hangs on the training ground. For all mankind, he is also impossible to easily overwhelm everyone.

Others will recommend him to be the sharpest sharp knife of mankind, but Tang Tianxin may not be able to regain control in the command sequence.

However, Lei’s cold-blooded killing created a great opportunity, and Chen Feng did not want to experience it a second time.

Sorry 17 billion times, speaking of which is too tiring.

Chen Feng shook his head and tried to tell himself what was impossible to think through. When the boat gets to the pier-head, it will go straight with the current.

But the human heart is uncontrollable. If he can control his thoughts easily and say nothing about what he must think, he can immediately not think about it. Then he should check by himself and look back in his head. "Song of the Outside World" has been too many times, and a self-penetrating moth has emerged.

Unconsciously, Chen Feng walked through the gates of Mason Academy.

The guard knew him, but when he saw his thoughtful appearance, he didn't come up to say hello, so as not to disturb the thinking of this great character.

As the doorman of a music hall like Mason Academy, I have some knowledge after all, and I usually know the news in the industry.

Leave aside the "Ashes" sung by Katie Swift, composed by Chen Feng, and won on the Grammys. In the past two months, Chen Feng sold those that were sold by him. English songs with single-handed lyrics and composition have also been released one after another, and airborne to the top of the billboard charts.

Even in the top 50 of this list belonging to the European and American circles, two rare Chinese songs appeared.

A "self-burning", from Zhong Lei.

A song "Horizontal and Vertical Starry Sky", from Lu Wei.

The mediocre chasing fame and fortune, and the powerhouse that is above the times, fame and fortune come by themselves.

Chen Feng is now the undisputed powerhouse, easily breaking through the shackles of Dongfang's face.

Looking at Chen Feng's indifferent back with his hands in his pockets, the guard thought to himself, he must be thinking of something amazing, right?

It's really an amazing person, who is out of the low-level taste, thinking all the time.

It is precisely with this kind of focus that he can become the great character that is now famous all over the world.

Chen Feng didn’t care about the thoughts of others. After Xin stepped inside, from the corner of his eyes, he saw a wooden chair painted with white paint beside the fountain flowerbed of the Academy’s small square. He sat down subconsciously. Raise your right hand to prop up your chin, and lean in the shape of a meditator.

The face of the guard who looked at him from a distance changed slightly. He wanted to come up to remind him, but after all he withdrew.

Forget it.

He is so rich and doesn't care about trifling a suit of clothes.

After sitting down on the bench, Chen Feng remembered the last scene again in his mind.

Use your body as a bait to return with the enemy.

It seems to be an imposing manner, but in fact it is the helpless act of a lone wolf.

This time, he is the only galactic human being.

If next time he has more and stronger comrades, and even he is no longer the strongest warrior of mankind, he only needs to be mixed in the army as a salted fish soldier, and then be more elated by the big guys. What about flying?

Also, because of conditions, only 200,000 particle bombs were prepared this time.

If we do more perfect next time, the overall human strength will be stronger, the mandatory demand for personnel will be reduced, and then more population will be retained, and 100 million particles will be directly filled in the position where the intruder appears. Isn’t it happy that the bomb hits flying ash annihilation as soon as it comes?

This idea may seem absurd, but in fact it is extremely feasible, and it is only one step away.

Even if these unorthodox ways were not considered, and the regular frontal battlefield, he also forced the invaders four new hole cards in one go.

Among them, the dragonfly fighter and the black hole bomb were analyzed and dropped, and Fanxing quickly summarized them into a collection of essays, projected them into Chen Feng's retina and forcibly recorded them.

When the time passes, as long as there is no major technological regression, he will be able to find appropriate opportunities to make use of these things.

Next time, as long as future generations don't make a big death, they will kill themselves first, human beings really can't lose.

After winning, Chen Feng consciously can live and enjoy life seriously in the future.

If you can spend your whole life learning scientific and technological knowledge and become a person like Dong Shan who learns from the best of others, or like Ou Qinglan in a certain field, it would be more Happy thing.

If you can really learn a subject of mastery and bring it back to the 21st century, what will the future be?

Chen Feng just imagined that situation a little bit, and he was a little bit happy.

He shook his head, quickly withdrew from this worthless fantasy, and reconsider the business.

How can human beings win more perfect?

Chen Feng tilted his head slightly and looked at the white doorman who was also secretly looking at him with worshipful eyes.

He thought of Lu Xianfeng, Lawrence and the others' more fanatical admiration gazes when they looked at himself.

Well, if we can help out some great leaders in the 30th century, it would be much easier.

The last time "Chen Feng Master" initially formed the ideology of "prophet", but it was not strong enough, and its influence on later generations was not enough to influence human behavior motivation beyond five hundred years, and it was not enough to form The binding force is strong enough to allow future generations to surround themselves under their own will, presenting a completely healthy competition pattern.

Finally evolved into a spokesperson war that lasted 389 years, and became the last thrust that led to Lei's radicalization, causing her to set off a more brutal Hundred Years War.

Fortunately, my own existence can finally combine Lei's achievements with the achievements of the Free Front, so that these hundreds of years will not be wasted.

In this kind of unhealthy competition, although the world powers and Lei have accelerated the development of science and technology due to the arms race, Chen Feng subconsciously feels that if from 2700 to 3000 years, humans will have several successors. The great leader of the People’s Republic of China has guided vicious competition to benign.

How good would it be to maintain the intensity of competition while keeping it within a certain range so that no war really occurs?

But he really couldn't think of a way to span time and accurately control the ideology of future generations to such an extent.

It's so difficult!

He scratched his head frantically.

Finally, Chen Feng thought that he could only find a way to tentatively try to pass on the ideology left by his late self from generation to generation in a timeline full of random variables.

And I pray that my beliefs can be strong enough to span hundreds of years and project to a certain or a certain group of brimming over with talent and perfect heirs with noble character, and urge these people to stand up , Self-exploitation of potential, and assume the responsibility of leading civilization.

Perfectionists are very good at finding troubles. Chen Feng is not a perfectionist at all. He is an extreme perfectionist who has been forced to take shape by every human life.

This time he really got into the horns and couldn't get out.

For a long time, he slapped himself gently.

I don't want it anymore!

Want to be happy!

What happens after winning?

But immediately, another problem he didn't want to face, but he couldn't avoid it, gradually rose in the mind.

Have you really won the blast-ball battleship?

This battleship has a history of 500,000 years, which means that the opponent built it 500,000 years ago.

Before and after this, did the compound-eyes make anything else?

With such a strong compound eye civilization, would there be only one battleship?

Common sense tells him this is impossible.

Even this ball-shaped battleship may be just a reconnaissance unit playing outposts in the compound-eye military system.

That would be desperate.

Just like climbing a mountain, people can only see the scenery behind the peak if they have overcome all obstacles and overturned a mountain.

The scenery behind the mountain is majestic and magnificent, but it is very likely to be another steep and dangerous peak so high.

In the past, for a long time, Chen Feng's goal was simple, blasting the only enemy ball-type battleship.

He is not qualified and did not deliberately think about the future.

But now, the probability of defeating a ball-type battleship has changed from zero percent to at least 70 percent, and he has to add new anxiety.

From the results, there are two most likely results.

First, the ball battleship is the enemy's core combat unit, a powerful unit. Humans destroy the ball-shaped battleship and kill or capture all compound-eyes in the battleship. Earth civilization successfully declared martial power and reached a peace treaty with each other. Mankind officially opened the connection with the cosmic civilization, entered the galactic era, and smoothly integrated into the cosmic social system.

Secondly, the ball ship is really just a detection unit. In order to completely annihilate mankind, the invaders continue to maintain the solar system barrier and deploy real troops to implement a rolling civilization extinction operation.

Emotion makes Chen Feng hope that it is the first ending, and reason tells him that it is probably living in a dream.

The second ending will bring him greater despair, but its probability is really the greatest.

In other words, even if it is first, the compound-eyes are likely to choose to continue to start an all-out war.

Chen Feng has never spoken to the invaders so far, but there are some secret judgments that can be understood with just a glance.

Wearing a condor and looking across the window with the compound-eyed person who was blown up, the other's eyes were cold, jealous, and fearful.

There is no unprovoked hatred and love, and no unprovoked fear.

If Earth civilization is so humble, how can the other party be afraid?

It will only crush the past with a blank face.

So, Chen Feng understands that the human potential of Earth is much higher than that of the opponent, and the opponent must also understand this.

Chen Feng has found the definite motive for the opponent to start the war.

The answer made him both happy and depressed.

There was an old saying in China.

Beautiful Tree In The Forest, Wind Must Certainly Destroy It.

an innocent man treasuring a jade ring becomes a criminal.

The weak Earth civilization has too much potential. Once exposed, it is doomed to perish.

This is an objective fact, which is not subject to personal will.

Chen Feng started scratching his head again.

Collecting a thousand Zhong Lei's hairs may be difficult. If he continues like this, it may not be a few days before he can collect his own.

He thought that things were so engrossed that he saw him when he was passing by the small square, and then he rushed to the small supermarket to buy two ice cream cones.

Zhong Lei didn’t bother him either, just standing beside him quietly watching this man like a madman, the expression on his face changed again and again, sometimes smiling, sometimes distressed, sometimes angry, Sometimes confused.

But the only thing that doesn't change is the lingering gloom in his eyes.

He even slapped himself.

bang, very loud.

He looks like a lunatic, a little crazy.

Zhong Lei, who has a keen sense of emotion and smell, clearly knows that this is a manifestation of a person's inner pressure to the extreme.

She couldn't help feeling a little distressed and uncomfortable.

She can feel that since a long, long time, Chen Feng has never been truly happy, and has never been relaxed in her heart.

Perhaps, before the two became friends, when he stupidly tried to strike up a conversation with himself, when it was just a steward at the bottom of the apartment, it was easier than now.

Chen Feng. What are you suffering from?

Zhong Lei was also somewhat absent-minded unconsciously, and his eyes gradually moistened.

The ice cream in her hand began to melt without noticing it until the cold cheese cream dripped onto her fingers.

She was subconsciously lowly cried and wanted to touch the tissue, but found that she had ice cream in both hands.

Frozen.

She didn't know what to do for a while.

Chen Feng was awakened by a low whisper, looked up to the side, and saw her bewildered.

Chen Feng quickly got up and walked forward.

Zhong Lei immediately handed the thing over, "Hurry up and help me get it."

Chen Feng took the ice cream from her, but saw her blushing and her eyes moist. of.

While she touched the paper and wiped her hands, Chen Feng asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Lei shook his head slightly, "Nothing."