I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

About his own age inheritance, Chen Feng has had countless kinds of conjectures.

Sometimes he is optimistic, sometimes he is pessimistic.

Many scientists have done countless kinds of tests for him, but no one can draw firm conclusions.

For galactic humans whose lifespan is stretched to be three to five hundred years long, and even more than two hundred years short, common methods such as bone age testing, DNA testing, somatic cell half-life testing, and stem cell division number testing are commonly used. It is not meaningful.

In the timeline of the past, when he went to the thirty-first century, he directly inherited the body of another Chen Feng, and then transformed and assimilated it.

But in the ninth timeline, he was reshaped on the basis of his corpse.

Furthermore, in the first eight timelines, he only lived for one year each time. Even if there were discrepancies, it was only a day or two apart.

Compared with the lifespan, which is more than two hundred years old for human beings in the galaxy, he didn't even care about the eight years of trifling.

But this time there was an accident.

He inherited his own body and lived for 104 years in the form of a fleshy body in the 31st century.

Even though his lifespan is much longer than the ordinary person, naked eye can still observe that he is indeed "old".

"A lot of things happened this time, right?"

Zhong Lei asked softly.

Chen Feng responded with a smile: "There are many things. We all did a good job."

"I won't ask you about the specifics, you have your own I plan. You go wash first, and then come to have breakfast."

"Okay."

Zhong Lei seems to know that he needs to be alone, although he has a lot of things to ask, but But they were all hidden in their hearts and sent him to wash.

Close the door of the bathroom, Chen Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

When was the last time I looked in the mirror, he can't remember clearly, it's too long.

His hairstyle is exactly the same as before he left, and his face has not changed much, but there is an old-fashioned taste in his eyebrows.

The skin texture is darker than before, and the pores are about a little bigger.

There are faint crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, but if you don't look closely, you can't see it.

His appearance at this time is indistinguishable from the 30-year-old middle age person who is well maintained in this era, and he can even participate in the selection of the top ten young people.

With the average lifespan of the galactic human beings close to 300 years old, his 38-year-old is only equivalent to 35 years old of human beings in the 21st century.

Now his genetic arousal rate has reached 50%, and he has become a perfect galactic human.

Although there is no lifespan test in the 31st century, Chen Feng speculates based on past experience that he now has a chance to live to be 500 years old.

Unfortunately, when he became a perfect galactic human, he was already a little old, and his appearance was frozen at this stage. After another two to three hundred years, he would gradually reveal his true old state.

Chen Feng estimates that he still has about 300 years of lifespan in this timeline.

He thinks this is good.

He looked too young as a "successful person" before, but now he is a bit of a mature man.

To be reasonable, his changes are not obvious than before. 99% of the people in the world may not be able to see it, but the first person he met after he came back was Zhong Lei and Zhong Lei. His observation power is too keen.

Chen Feng is not usually a narcissist, but this time he looked in the mirror for five minutes.

He is carefully analyzing the current situation.

Since the facts have proved that I may inherit the age of fleshy body in the thirty-first century, it shows that I made a major mistake in the judgment of at first.

I don’t have thousands of chances to squander.

In the thirty-first century, the closer you are to success, the closer you will lose your distance to true death, and the closer you will lose the ability to space-time travel.

There is a safer way, that is, after every time I pass, I will wipe my neck decisively if I have finished explaining what I should explain.

This seems to be a way, but Chen Feng has now realized his importance to mankind in the thirty-first century.

If human beings want to succeed under the dual threats of Ultra Grade civilization and compound eyes, they need not only technology, but also steel-like will and absolute unified execution.

In other words, mankind in the thirty-first century must be led by a great leader, that is, he himself.

He has no choice.

So, Chen Feng began to feel a real sense of urgency.

Maybe it will be the last time next time.

Chen Feng remembered the entanglement he had hidden in his heart when he wandered the Orion's arm with Xiaofu in the last timeline.

At that time, he wanted to commit suicide more than once, but he couldn't bear to let Xiaofu's efforts in vain, so he decided to take a gamble.

In the end, he waited for the countless achievements of Xiaofu, the Grand Unification Formula, and everyone in the Shadow Galaxy, and also waited for the explosion of technology that humans set foot in Level 4 civilization.

So he both lost and won the bet.

Ask him whether he regrets regrets.

His answer is no regrets.

As a daily stud gambler, he has long realized that he has to pay the price.

Chen Feng looked at the mirror blankly, and then thought about it for about ten minutes.

He slowly sorted out his thoughts and made a decision.

With the exposure of the truth about the inherited age, in fact, the shortcut between myself and mankind has come to an end.

Then, the next timeline is not only our own great decisive battle, but also the great decisive battle of human beings.

This time, I will become a true perfect leader and do everything to the ultimate limit.

I will personally create a truly eternal Level 4 civilization, and then watch the footprints of mankind set foot on every corner of the fiber web of the universe.

I, Chen Feng, have this consciousness, so I will do what I say.

Rinse his face with clean water, Chen Feng walked out of the bathroom.

On the dinner table are things like sandwiches, burgers, breads, and a large pot of rice porridge enough for ten people.

Zhong Lei is not good at cooking, so he doesn't get oily water on his hands.

When the two of them were in a simple sharing relationship, Chen Feng would also save some living expenses by cooking. Zhong Lei would either order takeaways or eat out, so she had never cooked a meal by herself. It is really difficult to make a sumptuous Chinese breakfast.

It is unprecedented that she can get up early and make a simple and rich breakfast.

Chen Feng's rare experience is not stuffing oneself with food, but cautiously tasting one bite at a time.

Zhong Lei made him feel a little confused by this. "Why? It's not delicious? I can't blame it. I just put the finished product in the oven and microwave. Only rice porridge is I made it myself. Rice porridge should be no problem, right?"

Chen Feng shook the head, "No, I want to carefully taste the breakfast you made for me. This will become my eternal life in the future. Memory."

Zhong Lei pretty face slightly red, "Where did I learn glib tongue."

Chen Feng laughed, "I'm not kidding, serious. About you Bit by bit, I will keep it in my heart. If it weren’t for you this time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on to the end."

Zhong Lei came in intrigue, "Really? What did I do? Um, It seems that we said that we can’t ask more, don’t tell me."

Chen Feng shook his head, "Not everything can’t be said. You wrote a lot of love songs for me, and I listen to every song at least. It’s been 100,000 times. It’s very touching, and I like it very much."

Zhong Lei, "You are so numb! I can’t stand it. Who wants to write a love song for you. I yeah!"

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Chen Feng: "hehehe. You are too modest Zhong Lei. I can say responsibly that your love song is probably the best written love song in the history of human civilization, and it is also the most effective love song. "

"Don't tell, don't tell! Don't listen, don't listen!" Zhong Lei covered his ears, but he blushed over his neck.

There are some things that she knows she will do, but when she is outputted by Chen Feng on the face like this, she is still a little shy.

But after a while, she adjusted, and only gave Chen Feng a glance, "All right. You pretend to be cold with me, and stay with your Tang Tianxin in the thirty-first century. After a long time, you will learn to verbalize, right."

Chen Feng was taken aback, shook his head and said: "No. Alas, I am really not glib tongue."

, But he was a little bleak.

Zhong Lei cautiously asked: "This time...she...she still sacrificed?"

Chen Feng said, "Yes."

"Sorry, I didn't mean that."

Chen Feng grinned, "It's okay, I'm used to it. I'm really used to it. Since it's a war, there will always be sacrifices. We can laugh till the end. That's it."

"Then this time...what about your child?"

Chen Feng suddenly remembered Tang Tianxin's two lies again, and suddenly became a little speechless.

"I didn't see it either."

Zhong Lei: "Oh. What a pity."

When she said this, she quietly looked down at herself. Abdomen.

She is probably speculating whether she can succeed.

But she has no hope.

It is so difficult for people in the thirty-first century to inherit Chen Feng's genes, even more how themselves.

Chen Feng coughed and coughed, "Don't be like this, I am obviously sorry to you, how can you make it as if you are particularly guilty. Don't torture me."

Zhong Lei shook his head "I said, I wanted to open it a long time ago. Maybe the relationship between you, me, and Tang Tianxin seems wrong in the secular concept of people in the 21st century. But I think that different times should have different Attitude. We should not use the secular concepts of the 21st century to constrain human behavior in the 31st century."

Chen Feng was taken aback, but remembered that during the Thousand Years of Resistance, the Human Resistance Army Alliance had The breeding population has taken many measures to increase the birth rate of the expert population.

In those thousand years, most women had no time to get pregnant.

Men are going to fight, and so are women.

But people are very open to the combination and pairing of artificial embryos. When they encounter two people on the road, they exchange data and think that their respective innate talents can complement each other, so they will decisively "make an appointment." ".

This "an appointment" is not a real one, but an application report at the same time. The Ministry of Population and Reproduction will naturally call a frozen gene bank for matching.

After breakfast, Chen Feng personally drove Zhong Lei to Mason Academy.

In another week, she will finish her studies here, and the two will be able to return to China.

Watching Zhong Lei enter the corridor, Chen Feng turned around and was about to get into the car, but he received a call from Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei: "Well, you are right."

Chen Feng: "What?"

"I got up very early this morning. Five I woke up after I clicked it and couldn’t sleep, so I..."

"What's wrong?"

"I really wrote a song for you, a love song. I can't hide it. You."

Zhong Lei on the other side of the phone blushed a little.

Chen Feng was taken aback, laughed heartily, "Let me guess what the name of the song is? It's called "The Nth Power of Happiness", right?"

"You Shock!"

"hahahahaha! Don’t tell you about you, or you have to sing it to me again. I’m not going to class today, and I will figure out the basic melody and lyrics by myself. Before I finish, you Don’t call me."

Chen Feng quickly said: "Wait, I have one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Did Lesna teach you how to sing Jodel recently?"

"Do you also know this?"

"In the history of the last timeline, you and me Hierarchical people actually don’t have much privacy. Others can’t even wait for the color of underwear I wear every day to look out."

"Well, it’s terrifying. It feels weird, but a little bit What's the matter with the little pride?"

Chen Feng hehe, "Then we will try the Jodel singing another day?"

Zhong Lei is puzzled, "This still needs a deliberate appointment. Time? Wait, are you thinking about something weird?"

"Guess."

"Farewell."

The Zhong Lei on the other side finished speaking and hung up the phone with a snap.

On Chen Feng's side, I feel a little refreshed.

Before the Galaxy Big Bang, he had lost 99% of his emotions at the time, habitually analyzing the pros and cons with logic, and he occasionally remembered the situation after returning.

At that time, he also had doubts. He worried that he would be a machine with almost no emotions for too long. When he returned to the 21st century, it would be difficult to adapt to modern life, and he would become extremely indifferent. Let others have a sense of distance.

But it turns out that he was too worried.

I, Chen Feng, is still the old boy who molested the female version of Beethoven or something. It is still fun to be a thief.

Chen Feng drove straight to the North American branch of Star Peak Entertainment.

When he got there, Fatty Ou was in the general manager's office with dark circles.

It can be seen that Chen Feng was finally entrusted with the important task.

Chen Feng didn't know what he had said to Fatty in the illusory timeline.

But when he saw the mentally and physically exhausted look of Fatty, he decisively warned him, "Fatty, it's not that I said you. If you go on like this, you will lose your life. You have to relax. There is a degree."

Fatty Ou: "But I don't want to let you down Master."

Chen Feng shook his head: "The meaning of your existence is only based on yourself. So You only need to be responsible for yourself, don’t care if I am disappointed or not. At the beginning, you only sang folk songs all your life, and you have done a great job without going back to the Ouhe Group. This time, you want to be more motivated, and I support you. But I don't want you..."

As we talked, Chen Feng couldn't speak.

Fatty asked: "Am I still the first to die?"

Chen Feng did not answer, but neither shook his head nor was nodded.

"Anyway, I have to give you a death order. Within three months, you will reduce my weight by 30 catties and my body fat rate will drop to a healthy target, otherwise you will return to Hanzhou. Sing."

Chen Feng really wants to understand.

This guy like fatty can't exert his subjective initiative, and he has to be suppressed with power to cure his obesity.

Fatty looked bitter, "Don’t."

"Don’t accept rebuttal. It is the leader of human civilization who gave you the order, do you understand? What is a leader, That's how you say it. It's proper."

Chen Feng is half serious and half playing said with a smile.