I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 513: Awareness

Chen Feng once had countless conjectures about his age inheritance.

Sometimes he's optimistic, and sometimes he's pessimistic.

Many scientists have done countless tests on him, but no one has come to a firm conclusion.

For galactic humans whose life spans are as long as three to five hundred years, and as short as two hundred years, the commonly used methods such as bone age measurement, DNA test, somatic cell half-life detection, and stem cell division number detection are of little significance.

In the past timeline, when he went to the 31st century, he directly inherited another Chen Feng's body, and then transformed and assimilated.

But in the ninth timeline, he was reshaped from his own corpse.

Furthermore, in each of the first eight timelines, he only lived a year, and if there were any discrepancies, it was only a day or two apart.

Compared to the 200-year-old life expectancy of galactic human beings, he didn't even bother to care about the mere eight years' difference.

But this time something went wrong.

He inherited his own body and lived 104 years in his physical form in the 31st century.

Even though his lifespan is much longer than the average person, it can be seen by the naked eye that he is indeed "old".

"A lot happened this time?"

Zhong Lei asked softly.

Chen Feng replied 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 plans. You go to wash first, then come to have breakfast."

"Good."

Zhong Lei seemed to know that he needed to be alone. Although there were a lot of things he wanted to ask in his heart, he kept them all in his heart and sent him to wash up.

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

When was the last time he looked in the mirror, he couldn't quite remember, it was too long ago.

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

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

There is a faint crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, but if you don't look closely, you can't tell.

His appearance at this time is very similar to the well-maintained middle-aged 30-year-old in this era, and he can even participate in the selection of the top ten young people.

With the average life expectancy of a galactic human being close to 300 years old, his 138 years old is only equivalent to 35 years old for human beings in the 21st century.

Now his genetic arousal has reached 50%, making him a perfect galactic human.

Although there is no 31st century lifespan detection method, Chen Feng speculates based on past experience that he now has a chance to live to five hundred years old.

Unfortunately, when he became a perfect galactic human, he had already shown a little old age, and his appearance was probably frozen at this stage. After another two or three hundred years, he would gradually show his true old age.

Chen Feng estimates that he has about three hundred years of life in this timeline.

He thinks it's fine.

He looked too young for a "successful person" before, but now he really does look like a mature man.

To be reasonable, his change is not as obvious as before, and 99% of the world may not be able to see it, but the first person he met after he came back was Zhong Lei, who is next to him. Zhong Lei's observation skills are too strong Just sharp.

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

He is seriously analyzing the current situation.

Since it turns out that he may inherit his physical age in the 31st century, it shows that his initial judgment has made a major mistake.

I don't have as many as a few thousand opportunities to squander.

In the 31st century, the closer you are to success, the closer you are to true death and the ability to travel through time and space.

There is a safe way, that is, after each passing, after explaining what should be explained, I will wipe my neck decisively and die early.

This may seem like a solution, but Chen Feng has now realized his importance to mankind in the 31st century.

In order to succeed under the dual threats of super civilization and compound eyes, human beings need not only technology, but also steel-like will and absolutely unified execution.

In other words, the human race in the 31st century must be led by a great leader, that is, by himself.

He has no choice.

Therefore, Chen Feng began to feel a real sense of urgency in his heart.

Maybe next time will be the last time.

Chen Feng recalled the hidden tangle in his heart when he wandered Orion Arm with Xiaofu in the previous timeline.

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

In the end, he waited for Xiaofu's countless achievements, the grand unification formula, and everyone in the shadow galaxy, and the technology explosion when humans set foot on the fourth-level civilization.

So he both lost the bet and won the bet.

Ask him if he regrets it.

His answer was no regrets.

As a daily stud gambler, he has long been willing to pay the price.

Chen Feng stared blankly at the mirror and thought about it for about ten minutes.

He slowly clears his mind and makes a decision.

With the exposure of the truth of age inheritance, in fact, the shortcut of myself and human has come to an end.

Then, the next timeline is not only one's own final battle, but also the big battle of mankind.

This time, I'll be the real perfect leader, doing everything to the extreme.

I will personally create human beings into a truly eternal fourth-level civilization, and then watch the footprints of human beings step into every corner of the great cosmic fiber web.

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

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

On the table were sandwiches, burgers, buns, enough for ten people, and a large pot of rice porridge.

Zhong Lei is not good at cooking, and usually does not touch oil or water on her hands.

At the beginning, when the two were just in a simple shared rental relationship, Chen Feng would cook by himself to save some living expenses. Zhong Lei either ordered takeout or ate out, but she never cooked a meal by herself, so she wanted to make a sumptuous Chinese meal Breakfast is really hard to come by.

It was unprecedented for her to get up early and cook a simple and hearty breakfast.

Chen Feng rarely did not eat Haisai, but tasted it carefully.

Zhong Lei made him a little confused, "What? It's not delicious? You can't blame me, I just put the finished product in the oven and microwave, and only the rice porridge is made by myself. Rice porridge should be fine, right?"

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

Zhong Lei's pretty face blushed slightly, "Where did you learn your slick tongue."

Chen Feng smiled, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious. I will keep in mind every bit of you. If it wasn't for you this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to persevere to the end."

Zhong Lei became interested, "Really? What did I do? Well, it seems like we said we couldn't ask more, don't tell me."

Chen Feng shook his head, "It's not that everything can't be said. You wrote me a lot of love songs, and I've listened to each song at least 100,000 times. It's very touching and I like it very much."

Zhong Lei is embarrassed, "You are so nauseous! I can't stand it. Who wants to write a love song for you. Bah!"

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

"Don't talk, don't talk! Don't listen, don't listen!" Zhong Lei covered her ears, but her face was already blushing.

There are some things she knew she would do, but she was still a little shy when she was attacked by Chen Feng like this.

But after a while, she also adjusted, and only gave Chen Feng a blank look, "Okay. You can pretend to be cold here with me. In the 31st century, if you stay with your Tang Tianxin for a long time, you will Learn to spend your time, right?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No. Alas, I'm really not a glib."

Speaking, he was a little dejected.

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

Chen Feng hummed, "Yes."

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

Chen Feng grinned, "It's alright, I'm used to it. I'm really used to it. Since it's a war, there will always be sacrifices. We can have the last laugh."

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

Chen Feng suddenly remembered Tang Tianxin's two lies, and was suddenly speechless.

"Neither see it either."

Zhong Lei: "Alas. It's a pity."

As she said this, she quietly lowered her head and looked at her belly.

She was probably speculating whether she would succeed.

But she didn't hold out much hope either.

It's so hard for people in the 31st century to accept Chen Feng's genes, let alone themselves.

Chen Feng coughed twice, "Don't be like this, I'm obviously sorry for you, how can you make it seem like you are particularly guilty. Don't torture me."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "As I said, I already thought about it. Maybe the relationship between you, me, and Tang Tianxin seems inappropriate in the secular concept of people in the 21st century. But I think it's different. We should not use 21st century secular concepts to constrain human behavior in the 31st century.”

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, but remembered that during the Millennium Resistance, the Human Resistance Alliance had taken many measures to increase the birth rate in order to rapidly multiply the population.

In those thousand years, most women didn't have time to get pregnant.

Men go to war, and so do women.

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

This "about one shot" is not really one shot, but an application report at the same time, and the Department of Population and Breeding will naturally transfer the frozen gene bank for pairing.

After breakfast, Chen Fengxian personally drove Zhong Lei to Mason College.

In another week, she will complete 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 when he received a call from Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei: "Okay, you're right."

Chen Feng: "What?"

"I woke up early this morning. I woke up after five and couldn't fall back asleep, so I..."

"What's wrong?"

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

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

Chen Feng was stunned and laughed, "Let me guess what the song's name is? It's called "Happy Nth Power", right?"

"You're a jerk!"

"Hahahahaha! Don't tell you you, otherwise you have to sing it for me again. I won't go to class today, and get the basic melody and lyrics. Before I finish, you will not be allowed to fight me phone."

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

"What's the matter?"

"Did Lesna teach you yordle recently?"

"You know that too?"

"In the history of the previous timeline, people who have reached the level of you and me have no privacy. Others even want to know what color underwear I wear every day."

"Well, that's scary. What's up with feeling weird and a little smug?"

Chen Feng hehe, "Then let's try yodel singing another day?"

Zhong Lei was puzzled, "Does this need to be deliberately scheduled? Wait, are you thinking of something strange?"

"You guessed it."

"Farewell."

The opposite Zhong Lei finished speaking and hung up the phone with a snap.

Chen Feng felt a little refreshed here.

Before the big explosion of the galaxy, he had lost 99% of his emotions at that time, and he used to analyze the pros and cons with logic, and once thought of the situation after returning.

At that time, he also had doubts, worried that he had been a machine with almost no emotions for too long, and when he returned to the 21st century, it would be difficult to adapt to modern life, and he would become extraordinarily indifferent, so that others would be distanced sense.

But it turns out he was overthinking it.

I, Chen Feng, are still the same boy from before, and it's still fun to tease the female version of Beethoven or something.

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 under his eyes.

It can be seen that he was finally entrusted with an important task by Chen Feng.

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

But when he saw Fatty's exhausted appearance, he decisively and strictly warned him, "Fatty, it's not me who told you. If you continue like this, you will lose your life. You have to relax."

O Fatty: "But I don't want to disappoint you, 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~IndoMTL.com~ Don't care if I'm disappointed or not. Back then, you only sang folk songs all your life, and didn't go back to bring disaster to Europe. He Group, you have already made great achievements. This time, if you want to be more motivated, I support you. But I don't want you..."

As he spoke, Chen Feng couldn't speak.

The fat man asked: "Am I still the first to die?"

Chen Feng didn't answer, but neither shook his head nor nodded.

"Anyway, I have to give you a death order. Within three months, you will reduce my weight by 30 pounds, and the body fat rate will be reduced to a healthy target. Otherwise, you will go back to Hanzhou to sing for me."

Chen Feng thought about it.

With the fat man, he can't exert his subjective initiative, and he has to be suppressed by force to cure his obesity.

The fat man had a bitter look on his face, "Don't."

"I don't accept refutation. It is the leader of human civilization who gave you orders, you understand? What is a leader, that is to follow the law. That's right."

Chen Feng said half seriously and half jokingly.