I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 190: Harvest and Strategy

Chen Feng opened his eyes, but did not rush to get up, but covered his mouth and nose with the quilt, sorting his thoughts on the bed.

After a long time, he lifted the quilt and jumped down.

He has identified one most important thing.

I shouldn't have brought the S bacteria back.

Although I still don't know the principle of time-travel, but every time I die, my body must be shattered. After returning, I can maintain the physique of the last time I died, so my body must have undergone a complete rebuilding process.

Although S bacteria coexist with humans in the previous timeline, they are not part of humans after all.

The process of rebuilding the body should not be so frustrating that even the S bacteria are rebuilt in the body.

Since it is a completely out-of-class black technology, it can even span time, so it should be a bit of a black technology.

In addition, he has already defeated S bacteria. He has antibodies in his body, and under the impact of particle bombs, he has become a galactic human. In theory, there should be no S bacteria in his body, and Only S bacteria antibodies.

As for possible attachment to the body surface?

The trouble is, his body is in a vacuum. Before, he was directly bathed in various nuclear explosion-level radiation. The body has died once, and the S bacteria on his skin should have died.

So, be safe.

Don't worry too much about bringing the S-bacterium cataclysm back to Earth five hundred years ahead of schedule.

Otherwise, with the level of technology in the 21st century, will human beings really encounter S bacteria?

That picture really makes my scalp tingle just by imagining it.

Walking onto the balcony, Chen Feng stretched his waist and turned his head to look at the sun that had just emerged from half of his head in the distance.

With a warm face, he grins.

It's 6:50 a.m. Los Angeles time.

Who would have thought that after a thousand years of life, after experiencing so many vigorous lives, it was only a short night when we returned to a thousand years ago.

In the distance from the villa, one can vaguely see the sparkling sea level through the staggered mouth of the two mountains, and sometimes gulls fly across the sky.

The sun is so beautiful and everything looks peaceful and peaceful.

Although this is someone else's country, for Chen Feng, who is now a "noble" galactic human, there is a sense of homeland under the dome.

When the invaders come, the end here is no different from the end on the other side of the sea.

People all over the world feel the same pain.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and secretly encouraged, I will continue to work hard today. Yo!

He turned his face away again and looked in the direction of Zhong Lei's dormitory at Mason College.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, very satisfied.

After the gene arousal reached 35%, I felt really different, and my eyesight had improved a lot. Even from such a distance, I could still see the patterns of the chandelier in Zhong Lei's room clearly.

Wait.

Why is her light still on?

…

"What are you doing? You're going to die! Let me go to sleep! I count three, and if you don't go to sleep, I'll rush in with a stick and knock you out! I won't accept any rebuttals."

Hanging up the phone, Chen Feng was annoyed for a long time before he recovered.

Although Zhong Lei worked so hard, it was a good thing, but if she tried too hard and lost Qingqing's life in vain, it would not be worth the loss.

A few seconds later, the lights were finally turned off over there, and a playful face with dark circles flashed behind the curtains, sticking out his tongue in Chen Feng's direction with a guilty conscience.

Chen Feng waved his fist at her from a distance, not sure if she saw it clearly.

Swoosh!

Zhong Lei honestly closed the curtains, probably going to sleep.

Chen Feng snorted.

Wow that's cool.

It is inexplicable that Zhong Lei, who had been taught so unscrupulously and coldly before, with all kinds of nostrils facing the sky, felt so comfortable in her heart.

Chen Feng turned around contentedly, went back to the desk, and took out a pen and paper.

He has to organize some ideas and take some notes, that is, to summarize the results and formulate strategies.

This time he successfully eliminated the psychological penetration and latent bombs, forcing the intruders to change their attack methods and exposing the invisible bombs.

Now that the attack method of the intruder's stealth bomb has been captured, when the next time passes, if he can still obtain a high enough social status, he can personally take the lead in formulating countermeasures.

For example, a spare power compartment that acts as a bait is set up in the battleship to strengthen the protection of the battleship, make predictions in advance and escape.

In theory, then, it is possible for human fleets to evade attacks involving particle bombs.

Or, make a new arrangement, and build more high-power playback equipment in addition to the "Callisto" loudspeaker that Franky arranged to increase the playback power of "Morrowind" on time and interfere with The effect of the Intruder playing The Otherworldly Song.

This is also an excellent backhand, which can fundamentally counter the opponent's bombing.

But this may only take effect in a short period of time. Judging from the technological level of the invaders, the opponent's civilization is of a higher level, and it will definitely be able to continuously increase the playback level and eventually overwhelm humans again.

But Chen Feng doesn't expect it to be done once and for all.

For the first time, he also saw the true face of the enemy, although it was only a pair of compound eyes.

In theory, all creatures with compound eyes are arthropods, but that is common sense on earth, and may not count in the universe.

The fact that arthropods can develop such a level of technology has completely subverted the common sense of the earth, so Chen Feng did not rashly speculate on the racial characteristics of the other party, and swelled to the point where he rushed in with a bottle of pyrethroid insecticide and felt invincible .

There are other significant gains.

This time, Chen Feng got a complete set of plans for particle bombs from manufacture to detonation. The core content is to use "Song of the World" and the high-frequency short tone he named "Dawn".

This time I almost succeeded, so next time, I will try to do it in one step.

These are his mental preparations for what he will do next time after the past, and in the next month, he still has a lot to accomplish in this era.

First, get the results of new technologies such as room temperature superconducting metals, several cutting-edge organic materials, and ultra-durable and ultra-high conversion rate solar panels that have been brought back.

It is impossible for these things to see results within a month. You can only complete the preliminary preparations. When the next time passes, burn incense and pray to Buddha in your heart to pray for Ryan and Ouhe Group, and don't let yourself down.

Second, the relatively basic theoretical knowledge in the 31st century that some expert-level scholars with primary school diplomas, Dean Chen, have been reluctantly grasped, and picked and picked up to be comprehensible to people in the 21st century. part over.

For example, the conclusive results of basic physics or basic mathematical theory.

In order to be just in case and avoid adverse effects, Chen Feng had to carefully select the knowledge points and not throw them all at once.

He must choose a basic theory that is absolutely free of controversy and suspense, otherwise it is easy to drag future generations into the ditch.

Then there are not many things that can be screened by him, and they are not systematic, and the span is huge.

Things are difficult, and Chen Feng is not sure whether people in this era can understand it.

For example, it can be generally understood in this way. Primary school students in the 21st century know that there are eight planets in the solar system, and dry batteries have positive and negative electrodes.

Then a primary school student traveled back to the Tang Dynasty and talked to the Ministry of Industry and Technology about the positive and negative poles of the eight planets?

I am afraid that I have never been beaten by the three hundred Tang poems.

Chen Feng intends to write a hodgepodge of monographs casually, and go into whatever comes to mind.

Whether others can understand it, recognize it or not, and whether it can bring about a good change in the end, depends entirely on luck.

The third, and the easiest thing, is to bury some of the "cultural relics" that belong to you and Zhong Lei in the soil in advance, so that you can dig it out in person next time you go to the millennium, so that you can become a real top "archaeologist" Scientists", rapidly rising social status.

In the previous timeline, Chen Feng found that the house he lived in and the office he used had become places of interest.

So there is no doubt that the closer you are to the historical celebrity, the more valuable things you have with you, such as manuscripts, used fingers, underwear, mouthwash cups, toothbrushes, etc...

That duo duo is invaluable.

When it is turned over to the World Government, it will definitely detonate the audience when it is presented in public.

There are also skills in hiding things. You must be cunning and hide in three caves. You must hide more places and hide them a little deeper. In the next thousand years, you will definitely have to be dug up. You can save as much as you can.

Fourth, the entire research and development process of the S-bacteria vaccine stolen from Scott was sorted out.

Although it is impossible for him to record the DNA chain structure of the S-Bacteria and Poison King, so that Lai Wenming, a young offspring, can get the S-Bacterial Poison King in advance, but Chen Feng has a more ruthless plan.

He directly wrote down a long list of chemical equations and a large number of three-dimensional diagrams of organic polymer structures in the inactivated S bacteria protein shell that can induce immune antibodies in the vaccine.

Chen Feng kept this thing in advance and hid it in the monograph in the second plan.

When the S-bacteria broke out, I believe that one of the mad scientists at that time would definitely look and find their own tips.

Then the development of the ultimate S-bacteria vaccine will be terrifyingly fast.

It is possible that the S-bacterium will be severely punished as soon as it emerges.

Then, the S-bacteria, the ultimate weapon that the invaders have high hopes for, will be given directly and free, and will leave humans with antibodies that increase gene arousal for free.

Chen Feng estimates that if so many people don't need to die this time, if the overall level of mankind can be improved, in the 31st century, no matter how bad it is, it will be a lot stronger than the last time.

Fifth, old routines, regular operations, reserved programs.

Moving songs and movies.

Although he didn't study deliberately this time, his memory became much stronger after all. He memorized more than 20 songs including "Across the Stars" and works written by Zhong Lei in his later years. And several classic blockbuster sci-fi movies of the late 21st and early 22nd centuries.

The above parts are the five core operational ideas that Chen Feng has set this time.

One more thing, he can't make up his mind for the time being.

He also has some thoughts on institutions.

In the previous timeline, the benefits of the resulting purely humanized social system are obvious.

Very harmonious, everyone is very active and full of initiative.

But the drawbacks and problems are here, the individual autonomy is too strong, and the margin for error is too high.

Without a mandatory high-action system on the head, it is difficult for individuals who have gone the wrong way to turn back.

For example, the extremely bizarre school of intuition is the product of this excessive freedom.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's brilliant brushwork and his skillful manipulation, the nearly 10,000 people in the intuition school would have been abandoned.

Therefore, Chen Feng once thought about how to find a better social structure, which can not only maximize the subjective initiative of all people, but also have a strong enough error correction mechanism.

The problem is back to square one.

In Chen Feng's worldview, he still believes that this can only be achieved if a republican system revolves around a great leader is born.

But he didn't expect to be able to imitate a great leader born of good fortune after hundreds of years.

He wanted to, but couldn't, so he had to put it on hold.

Unconsciously, it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon when Chen Feng was busy with everything and had a clear idea.

After a quick lunch, he went back to his room to turn on the computer and began to use the computer to record the score.

To finish everything within a month, so time is very tight, Chen Feng decided to speed up the pace as much as possible to avoid wasting time.

After about two hours, he finished five songs, got up and stretched, ready to go downstairs.

Zhong Lei, who had woken up obediently, said that she wanted to come to find him, but she was generally a little confused and needed to be answered.

While walking down the stairs quickly, Chen Feng was thinking about it in his heart.

Last time, by looking back on history, I found that the two were really old together.

And Zhong Lei's artistic creation ability has not been fundamentally shaken. She wrote "Moror Wind" first, and she did not create many songs in her later years, which led to a serious decline in the total amount of her works, but the quality was not reduced at all. There is even an entry.

Then it seems that we can consider giving Zhong Lei a perfect life.

But Chen Feng did not intend to act rashly.

Just two days ago, I brought people into the ditch to write "Morning Wind". She said with dignity and awe that she would not fall in love with a song. Today, she regretted chasing after her. It seemed inappropriate. Chen Feng was worried that this would hurt her difficult writing. 's motivation.

He couldn't have lost the too important song "Morrowind" just because of his own selfish desires.

Why didn't he bring Morrowind back?

He thought, but he really can't do it, and the minds of galactic humans can't hold it.

The amount of information in the entire song of "Morrowind" is comparable to that of the human gene pool.

Although he can remember the sound in his brain and can completely restore the entire melody in his mind, it is only his forced memory ability, which allows him to write a score that can be understood by future generations, which is impossible.

In the 21st century, there is no brain wave capture device, and it is impossible to develop and produce it, and it is impossible to convert the sound in his thoughts into the sound in reality.

At that time, Zhong Lei didn't have a score, and all the rhythms and changes in it did not have any musical instruments that could be referenced. It was purely Zhong Lei who used her own strength to break out of the shackles of rhythm and timbre, and played it bit by bit. A special sound came out.

Casually intercept the 0.1 second of the inflection, and there are N details hidden in it.

Chen Feng was unable to carry it.

He could only find a way to ripen her as soon as possible, indirectly affecting her creative progress.

As the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. It seems simple but in fact it is very demanding.

Playing with time is a more delicate job than running a big country and cooking small fresh food.

Chen Feng has no teacher, so he has to cross the river by feeling the stones in the dark.

As he walked down the stairs and into the hall, he was in a trance when he heard a nasty sound in his ear.

"Sister Zhong Lei, we really came here with sincerity, so you should be accommodating. For everyone's sake from their hometown, please help me introduce them."

Chen Feng looked up. In front of him was Wang Xilei, vice chairman of China Arts Entertainment, who had a relationship at the Grammys dinner.

At this time, this old thing was blocking Zhong Lei's way with a few people at the gate ~IndoMTL.com~ entangled endlessly.

Zhong Lei turned sideways and wanted to walk in quickly. She said impatiently, "I'm not familiar with you guys. Based on what I know about Chen Feng, he probably doesn't want to deal with you either. Get out of the way!"

There is no deep hatred between the two sides, but Zhong Lei has a temperament of hatred and hatred.

And the other party's impostor was herself and Chen Feng, which made her even more sick of seeing it.

Zhong Lei has this attitude when facing players who are not used to it. She is not good at it, and she is too lazy to pretend.

"Why are you so disrespectful?"

Xiaosheng Su, who is next to you with oily noodles and noodles, tried to reach out and pull Zhong Lei.

This little fresh meat is very popular among the "big sisters" in some entertainment circles in China. When participating in variety shows, all kinds of hooks and backs are not seen, and the movements of pulling and pulling are purely habitual and natural.

I never thought that Zhong Lei's eyes were fast, so she slapped him away with a backhand slap, and then slapped the man in the face with a slap.

The scene suddenly froze.

Xiaosheng Su covered his face, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Xilei glared at him fiercely. For the first time, he felt that this little thing he was supporting would be a bad thing.

"Don't leave me alone, I'm not the same as those old goblins who like old cows to eat young grass!"

Zhong Lei akimbo, furious and awe-inspiring.

Chen Feng, who quietly stood behind her, burst out laughing.

It's rare to see her such a sturdy attitude again, just like when she scolded Zhou Ah in public.

She has changed a lot.

But it hasn't changed.