I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

In some ancient science fiction movies, some humans living in pain would be extremely envious of artificial intelligence.

Because artificial intelligence can choose what to remember and what to forget.

People can't do it, they can only get deep in pain and cannot extricate themselves, relying on time to flush memory a little bit, and willpower more and more powerful to resist pain.

But when Chen Feng, as a human, really had the ability to selectively "forget", he suddenly realized that forgetting itself is actually a kind of pain.

The process of giving up memory is suffering.

A good memory represents the happiness he once experienced. There are many names he can't forget in these memories-Zhong Lei, Tang Tianxin, Fatty Ou, Brother Hu, Lin Datou, Ou Qinglan, and grandfather Chen Mo.

And many life fragments that he regards as precious.

Bad memories represent his growth. There are many pictures that he does not want to recall but cannot forget. But it is precisely because of the pain he has experienced that he can become what he wants to be. Yes, mankind needs him to be.

Happiness is refreshing, and frustration makes people learn to grow.

As long as it is memory, whether it is good or bad, it cannot be easily given up. It is Chen Feng's precious wealth, even more important than knowledge.

If you forget the knowledge, you can learn it again.

Forget about life, if he can't get it back by himself, then he really has no chance to repeat it again.

Chen Feng has experienced ten rebirths, but the life he experiences every time, whether it is a thousand years ago or after a thousand years, is different and cannot be replicated.

His subconscious mind will tell him that his existence is based on memory, and the process of abandoning memory is a slow, bloodless suicide, as if a person is holding a rusty little blunt Knife, little by little, peel off the flesh and blood from your body.

Chen Feng actually has a plan.

Even if he finally failed to read the stack mnemonic and failed to retrieve his own memory, Fanxing still has a copy.

But the essence of Fanxing's backup and mnemonic is actually completely different.

The stacked memory symbols have his own thinking characteristics, and the quantum laws can be seamlessly connected with his thinking.

His process of absorbing the memory symbols waits for a person who has lost his memory due to a cerebral thrombosis, and slowly clears the blood vessels and then restores the memory.

If Fanxing transmits backup information to him, or if he quickly browses Fanxing’s backup "documents", it becomes a movie.

That is the perspective of the beholder.

Chen Feng is very clear that even with his crazy self-suggestion, the protagonist of this movie is himself. No matter how strong the sense of substitution is, he is deceiving himself.

Before making this decision, he thought it would be a simple matter to give up the past. Maybe it would be a bit lost, but the problem would not be too big.

But when he was really about to draw the first stroke of the knowledge learned in recent years in the complicated stacked mnemonics, a certain string in his heart suddenly broke.

Throw away only the "insignificant" knowledge, but there is still pain in my heart, like a tree gnawed by termites.

This is a weird situation that he cannot tell anyone, nor can he find any reference in history.

He is the first and only person in human history to quantize a complete black hole of human thinking, and then reinfuse the underlying personality into a new body like a computer hard disk transfer data.

At this time, he roared wildly in his heart.

He didn't want this, but he couldn't control it at all.

In order to avoid interference with Chen Feng, Fanxing has already withdrawn her quantum network scanning signal back, completely cutting off the connection between the two.

Chen Feng doesn't even have a listener.

Having supported for a long time in the endless pain, Chen Feng slowly recovered his mind, and his virtual vision refocused.

Chen Feng's "soul" looked up towards the endless darkness, panting heavily.

Although it is actually useless to breathe, the inertial thinking he developed when he once had a body has wonderfully relaxed his heart a little.

"I can't go on like this."

"Should this level of difficulty be as early as I expected?"

"Nothing is difficult , Keep calm."

"I can, I can."

"I can definitely get back my memory."

"I am lost now It’s for the better in the future."

……

Chen Feng is like a child who crossed the wall for the first time, constantly using such naive language to encourage himself.

At this moment, no one can rely on him.

But the more in this situation, the more stubborn he is.

until now, who can accompany him before his death in battle, and form a direct help to him, is basically only the big head.

More often, he would have to face all his enemies alone.

He got used to it.

After a long time, Chen Feng finally stopped breathing, his eyes became clear and his eyes became firm.

He moved his head and began to reimagine information in his mind.

Ahead, in the frame of the fanciful symbol that has been completely designed by Chen Feng, the first winding ink mark is filled in, just like copying a writing brush.

At the same time, Chen Feng has forgotten all the knowledge systems he has mastered from 2600 to the present.

The quantum law that carries his thinking takes a step forward along the axons in the drill's telescopic chain.

The real energy-level particle floating in the forefront is also a quantum law like 1-bit binary data, passing through an information channel that connects virtual and real, dripping into the embryo’s brain cells, and then resembling Take root down like a seed.

In the next moment, the "dead" embryo released a very subtle quantum entanglement interference for the first time after a lapse of seven years.

Amplifying this interference countless billions of times, it can be understood as a person's brain waves, or a biological electromagnetic reaction released outside the body when circulating.

In the real-level scanner of the Primordial Institute of Genetics, this entanglement signal was infinitely amplified, and finally sounded in many monitoring rooms of the institute with a loud bang.

roar!

The research institute is boiling.

Countless people jumped up with excitement.

Someone's face flushed with tears.

Someone trembles with their hands and speaks incoherently.

These researchers who have participated in the Morrowind Empire so far have the highest level of confidentiality, and all the researchers who are determined to die know what this means.

That "boom" represents the heartbeat of the sage.

Almost at the same time, Yang Guoding's voice sounded in everyone's communicator.

"Everyone is quiet, stay focused. The second stage has just begun. The embryo's'heartbeat' does not mean that it has been successful. I must emphasize that the sage has officially entered the stage of thinking docking."

"This is the first and most important project in human history to return quantum thinking to the human body! When the embryo is born with a heartbeat, it means that the sage has begun to enter the embryo. The next process is irreversible and cannot be stopped! The sage has been Cut off his retreat. He put his life in our hands."

"The importance of the sage’s life, I believe I don’t need to emphasize it again. This is related to the empire, the entire civilization, and everyone Survival!"

"Two hundred years ago, Sergey Academician once said that scientific researchers are warriors in coats. This is our battlefield! Our final battle has begun! Our true enemy It is not a compound eye, nor is it the real murderer behind the compound eye. It is the destiny of destruction!"

"Fate is invisible and untouchable. But it is waiting for us in the future. It wants to bring us, our family , Hometown, compatriots, and traces of our previous existence are erased from the universe."

"Humans will not sit and wait! The sages and our seniors, as well as the former us, have spent nine generations of efforts. , Finally tore a huge crack in the endless darkness. At the other end of the crack, there is another universe."

"In that universe, our descendants can sail carefree Between countless galaxies, from the Milky Way to Andromeda, to the Great Wall of Sloan, to the boundary of the known universe! Our civilization will live forever in that universe!"

"But, to To get there, we need to use our own hands to beat the future destiny into what we want."

"Warrior will never indulge in a little progress, but will always only look at the end Task. Laxity means death and failure. So, do you understand what I mean?"

Yang Guoding’s words are not profound, the meaning is very simple, and even colloquial, but inexplicable It is straightforward,

The people in the institute were taken aback for a moment, and then their complexion slowly turned red.

More than ten seconds passed, the noise quickly cooled down, and everyone sat back to their desks.

The atmosphere has changed significantly compared to before.

When people decide to stay, they rely on a brash courage. They rely on pure willpower support at work, but now people’s expressions have a deeper sense of consciousness. .

Lin La also heard Yang Guoding's words.

She was a little surprised.

She knows Yang Guoding very well.

Although Yang Guoding is not taciturn, he is definitely not an eloquent person.

His style of doing things is usually to say less, do more, replace language with behavior, and rarely show such exposed emotions in language.

Most of this remark is not from him.

Lin La guessed the truth, this passage is indeed not Yang Guoding's own, the real author is Fanxing.

Fanxing’s data stores the social ideologies of all galaxies and all regions in the entire Morrowind Empire so far.

She has studied the lives of too many people, and can instantly call up all the pictures of anyone in the empire from birth to death from the Quantum Skynet database.

As early as the 21st century, humans have invented the polygraph by combining micro-expression psychology, physiology, and electromagnetics. Nowadays, the power of the stars is roughly equivalent to the formidable power that has increased billions of billions of times. Super polygraph.

After a large number of calculations in line with the basic laws of space-time topology, Fanxing mastered the main trends of the mental state and thinking mode of everyone in the institute, and based on this, he carefully crafted Yang Guoding Designed a speech.

Fanxing’s design has precise arrangements ranging from the content of the words to the change of intonation during a speech, and even to the volume and sense of sound that are most suitable for each different audience.

Yang Guoding is not a qualified speaker, so his performance is very average, he only speaks the content, but fails to achieve the effect of cadence and frustration that Fanxing wants.

It’s okay. After all, the voice comes out of Yang Guoding’s mouth, and then reaches everyone’s ears. It needs to be relayed through the network.

Based on the most suitable parameters for each different audience, Fanxing refined and deep-processed Yang Guoding’s tone and intonation.

The basic principle of Fanxing's processing tone is a combination of the classic techniques left by "Morning Wind", Zhong Lei, Lu Wei, and countless senior giants in the field of music and speech in human history.

Speech touches people’s hearts no less than music. At the right time, in the right environment, and in the right tone to speak the right words, this voice will become an eternal war song that reverberates in people's hearts.

This is the power of language, based on the power of words, and then sublimated by tones.

Speaking actually deeply integrates performing arts, literature and music, and can maximize spirit strength.

At this time, everyone in the institute heard the same "speech" content, but there were differences in the details.

Every word coincides with the psychological needs of every researcher.

Every time the sound trembles and fluctuates, like the rhythm in "Morning Wind", it becomes a fiercely piercing heart defense, and it is also a point-to-point optimized rhythm based on the characteristics of different people. .

The finishing touch of Fanxing reached its goal. Yang Guoding's sudden but accurate mediocre speech became a "war song" beyond "Morning Wind", which is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Chen Feng did not know the changes in the outside world, he just wrote a second stroke in the symbol.

He threw away another piece of knowledge.

Time goes by, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the corpse planet is still accelerating under the pulling of the worm type III, and it has reached 7,900 kilometers per second.

Chen Feng finally threw away all his knowledge except the common sense of life he learned in the 21st century.

He forgot the principle of the armor he manipulated in the ninth reincarnation in the past, why the spaceships he had sat in could surpass the speed of light, he didn’t recognize the corpse planet, and he didn’t know that he was absorbing his own tree. He didn’t know what he was in, but he still remembered his own memory in the symbols floating in front of him. He knew to repeat the previous operation, like a murloc pulling out his own scales to build a sculpture. Improve this symbol step by step.

He finally came to the time to forget people and things.

Fredders's face was fleeting in Chen Feng's heart, and immediately disappeared, becoming a line in the symbol.

Chen Feng has lost an important emotional anchor.

The tearing pain of hard to describe burst out in his heart.

He passed in "coma".

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a primitive forest covered with dense fog.

I looked up, I couldn't see the sky, only a thick white fog.

Sunlight cannot penetrate the mist, but can only faintly reflect the dim outline of the surrounding things.

Head down, weeds and mud all over the land, and snakes, insects, mouse and ants pass by from time to time.

He turned around in the same place, and vaguely found a path-like passage, winding to the depths of the forest.

Chen Feng tried to take a step forward, clouds and mists churned, and the scenery changed drastically.

The position where he stood before was quickly grown by vines full of thorns, and it was completely covered.

A piece of cloth was torn off his clothes and hung on the thorn vine.

There is no way to turn back, but to move forward.

Chen Feng continued to walk forward and was torn off a piece of clothing.

The road ahead is clear and hazy. Although naked eye can't see it very clearly, he knows in his heart that the destination is there, like being led by Black and White Impermanence with an invisible chain to the Bridge of Helplessness His solitary soul, unbound ghost, is like a young man lost in the forest, staggering step by step.

Clothes torn off by thorns are hung up along the way, which is a signal used by lost walkers to mark the way they have walked.

Continuing to walk like this, Chen Feng was taken aback and asked himself a question to himself.

"Who am I? Where do I come from? Where do I want to go?"

After waiting for a long time, he was loudly asking and answering in the forest.

"I am Chen Feng, from Hanzhou, I am going to see my daughter."

I don't know how much time has passed, nor how far he has gone.

He asked himself three questions again, but only said one answer.

"I am Chen Feng."

At this time, the outside world has passed two and seven months.

The eighteen worms of Type III are still gushing with flames, and continue to advance toward the top of the Milky Way. The speed has reached 280,000 kilometers per second, and they are slowly approaching the limit of the speed of light.

The front end of each worm type III bears an umbrella-shaped shield to absorb or decompose cosmic particles along the way.

The eighteen-sided umbrella shields overlap each other to protect the corpse planet behind.

But this protection is not thorough enough.

There are still countless strange particles floating out of thin air on the corpse planet’s way forward, fiercely hitting the corpse planet.

The front surface of the planet is dazzling rays of light under this violent collision.

In the universe, the total amount of real energy is actually a constant area, constantly being born in the gap of the 3rd-layer space, and then annihilated.

The energy levels contained in these extremely tiny particles are far lower than quarks and sine waves.

When ordinary objects are in motion, the existence of real energy particles is not perceived at all, because the existence of real energy particles born out of thin air is too short.

When the object hits it, before the kinetic energy exchange takes place, the real energy particles are already annihilated and disappeared.

But when the moving speed of matter reaches the speed of light, it will show obvious collision characteristics.

In fact, as early as the 20th century, humans have found evidence of the existence of real energy particles-the upper limit of the speed of light in a vacuum.

It is the collision of real energy particles with light that limits the speed of light to 300,000 kilometers per second.

In light-transmitting materials such as liquids or glass, the density of large particles that are actually aggregated into clusters increases, and the density of actual particles born in the void increases, which further limits the speed of light.

If there is no blocking of real particles, in absolute vacuum, the theoretical upper limit of the speed of light should be infinite.

But the impact of the real particles is not the thing that causes the most damage to the corpse planet.

The real killer is the interaction between the original three-dimensional space and speed.

The original spherical corpse planet was forcibly elongated by speed, like a banded meteor.

The primordial genetic research institute is located at the back end of the corpse planet, and will not be impacted by real particles.

The housing material of the institute can also withstand the high temperature radiated from the front.

At this time, the research institute, which was originally a disc, has become bullet-shaped.

If a bystander with a see-through eye observes the research institute from the side, he will find that the people inside have become elongated "noodle people", and the equipment has also undergone significant deformation. The whole picture looks like a picture with an aspect ratio of 4:3 forcibly stretched to 100:3.

However, the people in the institute didn't realize it.