I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 68

Chen Feng said he was helpless.

Highly developed science and technology and the incomparably huge knowledge base system of mankind have resulted in an extremely perfect social division of labor.

Although it is said that the potential of the human brain is infinite, life and time are exhausted.

Unless he is the top scientific master of the current era and has the terror IQ of the times, he can reach the door to all rivers and cover many fields.

But according to his previous understanding, there were no such people in this era when he came here a few times ago.

God exists only in fantasy.

Even the top scientists can only continue to study in depth in their respective fields, not to mention Chen Feng, who comes from a low-income family of artificial embryos and has never received any higher education before.

At present, he has taken a shortcut and become a non staff member of Pangu Academy.

Pangu academy and Xuanwu academy are also equal departments. Unfortunately, he is only an external employee of Pangu Academy.

What's more, the difference between Pangu and Xuanwu is a thousand miles away, and the two majors are incompatible.

As for the achievements in medicine and biology designed by Pangu academy, he can't understand most of them. As a non staff member, he can't see the Millennium Pharmacopoeia, a treasure book that is all inclusive and involves the explanation of various drug synthesis methods and components.

Mice have human rights, but privileges are not enough.

Shielding these "outdated" scientific and technological achievements is, in a sense, the protection of non professionals by the world government. In order to be useful in post-modern society, we don't need to ponder the whole millennium history of science and technology. We should spend our precious energy on what can be used at present.

Therefore, unless engaged in professional research personnel, they will not be allowed to see it directly.

Protecting researchers' time is like protecting researchers' lives.

Want to touch? We still have to find a way to become a regular.

Forget it. We'll figure it out later.

Is it really annoying me?

More than ten years and three months?

My liver!

It's less than a year for me!

But now the cost of transformation is too high. Chen Feng is still groping and dare not gamble.

And can only become an intern of the outsourcing unit of Xuanwu Academy. It's a little sad, and the visual inspection authority won't be too high.

If you really want to save the world, you might as well continue to copy dozens of Liang Yuan's songs instead of all these fancy operations, forcibly raise ou Junlang's Jianghu position in the history of art, so that ya can't go back to Ouhe group all her life.

As an aside, Liang Yuan's life seems to be very hard. It still exists in history, but there are only three representative songs missing

In addition, Liang Yuan's achievements in this life have declined slightly and failed to squeeze into the 1000 years ago, but he is still a tiger artist in the 21st century and still harasses Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng must give Liang Yuan a deep and cordial greeting and let his name disappear from the history books.

At this stage of the 21st century, there is no need to copy anything with scientific and technological content, and Chen Feng has no good way to turn his attention in another direction.

In the 31st century, he can find some dry goods under his current authority.

These are the technologies that human beings can use and need to move forward, which widely exist in the textbooks of high schools and universities.

In the past, when he was a low-income household and private soldier, he was not even qualified to read teaching materials. Now he has become a secondary citizen and finally has the right to learn.

But

He can't understand it at all. It's just the feeling of reading heavenly books.

He can't even understand the concepts of various professional terms, let alone the sentences composed of countless terms?

He lowered the standard again and went to see the textbooks of junior middle school.

He didn't believe it. At least he was in the sharp state of thinking brought by blood clotting serum

These are the basic knowledge of working with technical content. He can see it a little more clearly.

At least he can recognize these words and has a vague concept in his mind.

But

String theory, superstring theory, positive and negative relativity, detailed explanation of neutrinos, entropy and enthalpy, basic force principle in the universe, opanitz equations, the relationship between heuristic thinking of artificial intelligence network and geometric mathematics, the contingency and regularity of low-energy quantum frequency conversion oscillation in quantum communication

Chen Feng slapped his bear face.

What are these!

I turned to junior high school textbooks!

Can junior high school students play like this after thousands of years?

He has been a low-income family of salted fish for three years. He is not qualified and doesn't want to ponder the essence of the world. He doesn't know the horror of the world.

This time, he moved his heart a little, and was ignited by bath fire. He wanted to make progress, so he went to touch the terrible Pandora's box a little.

Now it seems that the three-year simulated five-year college entrance examination is weak.

Forget it, I'd better be a mortal who can only use it. I don't know why this thing can be used like this.

The world government's classification of population is meaningful.

Those who live without brains are either low-income households or operators. They don't have to care about the principle.

Even if it's just a grass-roots employee related to scientific research or production, the IQ is not a player that Chen Feng of 133.233 can understand.

"Weiwei, what you said about the study time of more than ten years and three months means that you don't eat, drink or sleep?"

"Yes, and it must be 100% perfect focus on learning."

"I lost."

Chen Feng, who knows himself well, immediately gave up trying to figure out the science and technology of this era.

He turned his attention back to the historical evolution of ohe group and planned to continue to push back along this line to understand the changes of the whole millennium.

But a strong sense of fatigue suddenly hit, and his eyelids couldn't open for a moment.

The sofa automatically deforms into a bed, and a box is exposed next to it. Two long mechanical arms stretch out from below to open the bedding inside and cover Chen Feng stably.

Where he put his head, the sofa bulged a little more to form a fully wrapped close fitting pillow.

A hissing metal sound is emitted under the bed. The sofa bed automatically changes the most suitable support curve for ergonomics according to his body curve.

Chen Feng slept soundly.

He had a long nightmare.

He was roaring in his dream.

"Who says electrons are not discrete random distribution! Relativity is relativity! How can there be anti relativity! Light is wave particle duality! Light and particles are light! Quarks are really the smallest subdivision! They can't be divided any more!"

The mentality completely collapsed.

At noon the next day.

Chen Feng woke up on time, no more, no less. He just slept for ten hours.

He had so many dreams last night that he felt a little tipsy in his mind.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry to get up, but sat cross legged on the sofa in a daze, feeling that the sofa under him was automatically erected.

He knows what he dreamed last night. His memory is very clear.

This "dream in dream" is really terrible.

Well, but forget it. As long as you don't have any unrealistic expectations, you will never be disappointed.

Look back and continue to look at historical materials. Don't do the spring and autumn dream of incarnating the technology boss.

At present, this road is a dead end. Let's talk about it later.

Think of Weiwei's high-intensity learning cycle of more than ten years and three months. According to time conversion, he has to go back and forth for at least 30 years, so he has to go back and forth for more than 30 times in the millennium.

Who can stand it?

Make more money first, continue to raise ou Junlang, and see if you can continue to squeeze Zhong Lei's potential, okay?

Unfortunately, the song "bath fire" can't be copied, but it doesn't matter. Zhong Lei has other new products this time.

"Chen Feng, how was your sleep last night?"

Just after washing, he ate the warm and nutritious meal delivered by the pipeline. When he walked out of the dormitory door, Chen Feng saw Ding Hu's bearded face and looked at himself closely.

Chen Feng stepped back and said, "brother tiger, don't you lead the team for training?"

Ding Hu shrugged. "I asked them to run circles and come back to see your situation. It's OK. There was no accident."

"Are you afraid I won't wake up?"

"Ha, it's impossible. Professor Ouyang, please let me stare at you more. Now you are the baby of all mankind."

Chen Feng shivered, "don't be so numb, sweetheart."

"Oh..."

This time Ding Hu lost first.

Ding Hu gave the sound of caution, and his liver was shocked stiff for a long time. Then he remembered his business and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, "let's go."

"Where? Regular training?"

Chen Feng wants to say that he is really not interested in regular recruit training. He has practiced three times before.

It's said that it's only three. It's a little broken to start again.

Ding Hu shook his head, "no, considering your special situation, it is decided to let you directly enter the adaptation training of qinglongjia. Start with the theoretical knowledge and carry out the computer operation of the simulator at the same time."

"That's good!" Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He's really... Tired of being forced by foresight in his familiar routine training.

The two walked to the depths of the base side by side. Chen Feng sounded the military song "bath fire" last night and said, "by the way, brother Hu, I didn't have time to watch it yesterday. I still didn't find out why bath fire will become a military song. Can you tell me a little? Even if it's a long story, you can make a long story short."

Ding Hu sighed, "OK. You know what? In fact," bath fire "can't be said to be a military song."

"What's that?"

"It is the war song of all mankind."

"Ah?"

"Do you know the Xuanwu Research Institute?"

Chen Feng suddenly increased his interest. "I know, what's the relationship between the two?"

"Bath fire has become our war song. It starts from the predecessor of the Xuanwu Research Institute. This story is very long and sad..."