I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Chen Feng's reaction to Mengying had long been anticipated.

In a sense, the book "Feng Lei" is indeed "uglifying" his image.

People all over the world regard the sage Chen Feng as the become Saint human-like Totem, and also as the insurmountable peak of human wisdom from ancient times to the present day. It is a god-like existence.

But if he said that his great contribution was "stolen" from his dreams, although this does not damage his achievements, nor can he deny his efforts, his talent has slipped from the gods and no longer Then the mountain is standing up, more down-to-earth, and more close to the people.

But most people in the world cannot accept this.

Since Yu Mengying's research on "Crisis of the Compound Eyes" is so profound, then she is undoubtedly a real fan...hardcore fan.

Be angry, that should be.

Chen Feng pressed his hand down, "don't be impatient, so I said that the author of this book only knows one part, but he doesn't know the other part. Have you ever thought about it, sage Chen Feng's so-called dream is actually a thousand years later in the parallel world?"

Yu Mengying: "en? What do you mean?"

Chen Feng played here This is a trick, so as not to get things into the predicament of proving that you are yourself.

This time everyone’s ideas are so ingrained, and there is no battlefield to show him. He really doesn’t bother to play logical thinking with the world. That can make him toss to death, or where water flows, a canal is formed.

"Think about it again, if you combine the movies and games of "Feng Lei" and "Crisis of the Compound Eyes", these three carriers are all blended together? Do you think the logic of this story is logical?"

Yu Mengying thought for a long time, "You mean, the sage did not dream, but went to the future after the parallel world, and then got the knowledge, and then denied the 21st century? And Did the sage really experience the end of destruction? And did he try five times according to what "Feng Lei" said?"

Chen Feng said with a smile, "You got it."

"No...no...impossible, you are kidding. Even if you use parallel space-time to circumvent the time paradox, parallel space-time does not exist."

Chen Feng asked, "Science can Falsification, can it be conclusively said that parallel space-time does not exist?"

Yu Mengying: "But it cannot prove that parallel space-time exists!"

"Okay, then we assume this The story is not true. But since others can write "Feng Lei" to describe the life of the sage, why can't we create a new story that fits the background of "Feng Lei" and can reverse the image of the sage?"

"Think about it, an ordinary person, constantly going to the end, constantly fighting to death, and then returning to the 21st century, trying to use his own efforts to change the tragedy of the death of parallel time and space. Even if he His talent is no longer so amazing, but is his unyielding spirit of resistance more worthy of praise? Then the pessimism conveyed in your story has found another carrier of sustenance?"

"Story The sages in here are unfortunately like that, and he can still handle it. Should we learn more from his spirit instead of admiring his talent? Can such stories save some people who have fallen to the Lost City? Can you also wake up more people who are willing to be fate in the external environment and just want to be a good screw?"

Chen Feng crackle talked about a big deal.

Yu Mengying was silent and stared at Chen Feng for a long time.

For a moment, she felt that Chen Feng was talking about himself.

In the War God Research Institute, tens of thousands of people have the same view.

Although Chen Feng is telling other people's stories, his tone, heartbeat, micro expressions, and blood circulation all seem to be explaining another sentence.

"I am him."

This is not what Chen Feng said with his own mouth, but others read it from him.

The taste is different.

Chen Feng played a trick here.

Speaking of the same thing directly from others, it may be difficult to win people's trust.

But if you realize it yourself, the simple and complex process of self-persuasion begins.

Yu Mengying was tired of fighting with Chen Feng in order to cooperate with the War God plan, and asked directly: "So, what do you mean, Captain Chen? What do you want to express?"

Chen Feng asked with a smile, "You have always only been immersed in the cosmic wisdom you got to write stories. Now I share the cosmic wisdom I got with you. Then we will tell a good story again. According to what I said, again Create a story that meets the needs of the times, can analyze enemies, inspire people, and turn the deified sage Chen Feng into a mortal with a broader learning significance."

"There is no deification of great men. Meaningful. Deification means detachment and non-copyability. Humans are always humans and cannot imitate gods. But great people do not want to be worshipped by posterity, but only hope that they will be learned by posterity. Become a model for posterity to learn, It is the greatest contribution that a great person can make to civilization after his death."

"When later generations built huge statues in every city, they pushed the ancient great man onto the altar and distinguished him from his people. When we started, we actually deviated from the original intention of the great. So we should not explore whether the story is true or not, it doesn’t matter. Don’t you tell it yourself? We are just storytellers, and we think our stories are useful to the times. Just fine, don't care about the true or false."

Yu Mengying swallowed secretly.

He is serious.

He really wants to pull the sage off the altar!

Yu Mengying never thought that someone in the world would say such apostate words.

If you change the time and another person, she will definitely call the police on the spot, and quickly grab this person and send it to a military court.

However, Chen Feng has the same name and a face exactly like the sage, and was selected by the War God plan as the most likely successor to the mission of the second sage.

"But...but this may cause unknown consequences and even cause huge riots."

Yu Mengying was shaken, slowly said.

Chen Feng suddenly became angry, "What a joke! He has been dead for nine hundred years! What is the point of blindly worshiping a god who has long since died! No matter how many statues he repairs, his statues Jump up and help us chop off the invaders? Is it useful to visit his museum every day?"

"Human civilization must grasp its own destiny, breakthrough the cage of the universe, what we should expect is not a thousand years ago The ancient gods can count on all the warriors who are still training day and night, all the scientific research workers who sleep in Goddard, and all the laborers fighting in their respective positions!"

"If you must Divine Vestige can save mankind. It must not be Chen Feng a thousand years ago. It is the entire civilization united by everyone alive today. Only the power of all mankind is the real divine force!"

"When the war started, it was not the ancient gods who rushed to fight, it was us warriors! And all our fellow warriors who worked for the warrior! What is the riot? What is it to get rid of the worship of the gods? What I want It is perfectly clear to tell everyone that if humans want to worship, they should worship themselves who have struggled for life like the sage Chen Feng!"

Ding!

Yu Mengying got the War God plan to execute Evaluation.

SSS-Rank!

The staff of the War God Research Institute burst into tears.

Although Captain Chen Feng's words were extremely apostate, he was awakened in a sense.

This is the sense of leadership that everyone wants.

No one would have thought that the execution of the War God plan would be so smooth.

In just one day, Captain Chen Feng found a way to ignite people's hearts and elevate civilized fighting spirit to the next stage.

Pull the godlike sage down the altar!

Use the thinking of advocating people instead of looking up to God!

It turns out we were really wrong.

He was indeed prompted by the sage.

This is what the philosopher expected before he died, right?

The staff of the War God Academy have another hope in their hearts.

Although he is not the reincarnation of a sage, it would be great if he can really get the deeper blessings of the universal wisdom in his mouth!

Three days later, Chen Feng, who had an extended vacation, appeared on the outskirts of Lost City One with Yu Mengying and his team.

As the first Lost City to be established, No.1 is the largest in scale, covering an area of ​​approximately 300 square kilometers, with a total of 17 million people settled here.

From the outside, this lost city looks no different from an ordinary city, with tall buildings and a sense of modern technology.

However, the number of pedestrians shuttled around the city is much less than that of ordinary cities, and it looks a bit deserted and lonely.

Yu Mengying: "Captain Chen, after you go in, you should be careful not to talk to people easily."

"Why?"

"This city The people here are... a bit evil."

Chen Feng: "Oh? You say that? Aren't there many people who fell in after watching your show?"

"My work is only responsible for guiding, my original intention is also positive, but everyone will always see things differently. How their thinking will develop afterwards is not within my control. I actually don't want to send it alone. Come in."

Chen Feng laughed, "The diversity of people’s hearts is not so mysterious."

About a team of hundreds of people walked into the city, but they didn’t encounter it along the way. Few people.

These people don't seem terrifying, even ordinary, all smiles, and they don't have nothing to do all day long.

Some people still hold a portable industrial remote terminal in their hands to monitor and debug some artificial intelligence parameters on the assembly line at any time.

There is also the stereo projection in front of the person who is continuously broadcasting various complex formulas. His fingers and vision are changing rapidly, and the knowledge points in front of him are being digested by him.

Chen Feng just dazzled his eyes and cried out, he must be an Academician.

There are quite a few people like this.

After staying in the hotel, Chen Feng wondered: "I said it was the Lost City, but how do I think these people are still progressive?"

Yu Mengying: "That is Because it's still daytime, you'll know when the sun goes down."

Chen Feng didn't believe in evil, so he ran out alone.

He came to the street park that he had just passed by, and the previous hair grey-white Academician was still there.

Chen Feng leaned over, "Hello."

The white-haired Academician raised his head and laughed at him, "Hello."

After speaking, This person immediately returned his gaze to the projection in front of him.

Chen Feng glanced dazzlingly, but found that the academic works in front of him seemed familiar.

It was actually about the deduction of the method of activating the particle bomb. It has been deduced to the stage of special frequency fluctuation, but the specific wave frequency and details have not been calculated yet, but the overall direction is correct.

Short tone, ultra-high frequency, ultra-short wavelength...

The calculated wave frequency changes have shown a clear pattern, and the sound in Chen Feng’s memory seems to have gone in the same direction .

Chen Feng is very pleased that people in this era can do so.

But he is very helpless. He has overclocking short tone in his mind. He is very clear that no matter how hard the Academician is in front of him, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to succeed.

Because the details of overclocking short tones are actually not regular at all, no matter how complicated the human pattern is, it will be the wrong direction from the very beginning.

"What are you?"

"My friend, don't bother me. I only have one step to succeed."

The researcher looks back To Chen Feng, said firmly.

"Ah, okay."

Chen Feng got up and left.

He then briefly exchanged two sentences with many people.

When we first started talking, these people were normal, but once they were involved in the plight that trapped them, these people would become very stubborn inexplicably.

Chen Feng returned to the hotel with nothing.

Now he understands what Yu Mengying meant by evil nature.

Let's talk for a while, as if he is going to be a horny man himself.

It is getting late and the sun is setting, and the temporary theater outside is about to be completed.

Chen Feng had dinner in his room, went out, and ran into Yu Mengying on the balcony overlooking the sunset.

She turned around and smiled, "It's about to start."

She tone barely fell.

The sun suddenly set.

The next second, an indescribable cry of grief burst into the Lost City.

The unannounced rumbling sounds like thunder, one after another, endless, as if wail like ghosts and howl like wolves.

Many people rushed to the street state seems crazy, and they started fighting together when they met. They were very ruthless.

White healing robots swarmed out to fight fires everywhere.

In the daytime, the urban atmosphere that seemed unremarkable suddenly turned into a torn horror painting.

Yu Mengying said: "It's like this every day when it's dark. After a day of work without a sense of accomplishment, they have to cry and fight like this to vent their depression."

Chen Feng was silent for a long time.

He does not despise these people.

Take the scholar who studies overclocking short tone as an example. He said that it was only one step away, but in fact, he was very clear in his heart and there was no hope.

It's just that his life ambition is here and he refuses to give up.

Perhaps in this person's heart, giving up now means denying the value of one's life.

The situation of others is similar, each with its own difficulties.

Chen Feng began to think about why these people became like this.

At 7:30 in the night, the crying ceased one after another, and the fighting gradually ceased. After releasing their depression, the residents of these lost cities returned to their lives.

At eight o'clock in the night, he was the only one left in the hotel, and everyone else went to the makeshift theater.

The performance team has its own security system, so there is no need for Chen Feng, an elite warrior, to come forward.

One after another, people walked out of their rooms and flew to the outskirts of the city. Many people also shuttled over from other lost cities.

In the folks, Yu Mengying's popularity is still very high.

Chen Feng didn't go out, he lay in the room thinking, he wanted to find the root cause of these people falling into the Lost City.