I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 287: Infiltration and Seed

Not long after, Lawson and Ellen also arrived, and the four of them sat in the living room of Roller's house and had a good chat.

Roerle said: "This time, Mr. Chen can get his innocence as soon as possible. My personal running and the lobbying of scholars in Boston are not the decisive factors."

Iron sighed, "Yes, Mr. Chen, your generosity of sharing has stimulated consensus in the academic community. As you said, scientists should shoulder a sense of mission, should be at the forefront of the world, and should not be at the forefront of capital. Bewitched to become an ignorant and prejudiced person."

Roerle coughed violently, embarrassed.

I am also a representative of capital.

Laursen laughed: "Mr Roller is different."

Roerle honestly said, "No, I'm also looking for profit, but I'm optimistic about China, and even more optimistic about Mr. Chen himself."

Roerle added: "There is another thing that also played a decisive role. The villa you just bought in Newport Beach proved your strong interest in investing in the United States. Is this a coincidence?"

Chen Feng nodded and then shook his head, "Yes or no."

The three of Lawson looked at each other with lingering amazement in their eyes.

If he doesn't become a musician, or a scholar, he should also be a good politician.

After a long time, Iron sighed: "In fact, as early as nearly a hundred years ago, our predecessors stood up when Chinese scientists were persecuted. I just didn't expect that we would be disappointed today."

Chen Feng took out his mobile phone and spread it out. He didn't shy away from Luoerle, and clicked on a social platform casually.

Then he started flipping the screen aimlessly. The others didn't understand what he meant and just watched quietly.

After a long time, Chen Feng glanced at Roller and asked, "Does Mr. Roller know Murdoch, Zuckerberg, and Jack Dorsey well?"

Roerle: "Had dinner together, but it wasn't cooked."

"Well, but I believe you understand that, under their conscious or unintentional control, most of the speeches on these seemingly free social networks have their own fixed positions, either obvious or hidden."

Roerle retorted: "But you can also hear different voices."

Chen Feng lowered his tone, "But the proportions of different sounds are controlled."

Now Roller's rebuttal doesn't move.

Chen Feng: "Most of the information that the audience can receive is what others want them to see. Let's leave some different voices to properly show the illusion of freedom of speech. The brain of each audience is , has been under constant influence.”

"This set has been maintained for many years, and the intensity has not decreased with the improvement of informatization, but has become more pervasive."

"Every billboard, every TV commercial, the books you can read, and the carefully chosen language in the textbooks in the process of your learning, do you find it strange?"

The three of them recalled each other.

Everyone in this room is considered a superior person. In the process of growing up, they have never felt the pain of not being able to pay tuition fees or afford textbooks, so they have a wide range of knowledge, and they have read far more books than ordinary people. many.

Once in a subtle way, they never felt that there was a problem with these things, but now they were pointed out by Chen Feng, and when they thought about it again, they suddenly felt that there were problems everywhere.

"This is the infiltration of thinking through language and pseudo-culture, and it is the means by which politicians live. It has been going on for hundreds of years, and it has been done by generations, and it is still deepening."

Laulson retorted: "It is impossible to tamper with every textbook, every book, every paragraph of language. No one can do it."

Chen Feng shook his head, "But what if it's not just one person, but the whole society who do it subconsciously? Just like when you first saw me, don't you think it's impossible for people of the yellow race to leave anyone with extreme skills? High-value outcomes? How do you use your language when you teach students, and when you write monographs?"

A long silence.

Some things that were hidden in the dark and that I didn't even notice were revealed to the three by Chen Feng in person.

Iron nodded and said frankly: "Yes, we are also the contributors to the consolidation of this infiltration, and have become a key part of it, and no one can stay out of it. I want to apologize for my scientific spirit."

Roerle summed up, "So, what is doing this is a huge collection of consciousness shrouded in the sky of America." First release https://https://

Chen Feng shook his head, "Not only, but also Europe, including many vested interests. Of course, I shouldn't have said these words in front of you, Mr. Roller, I just wanted to answer why Lawson and Dr. Iron did this. people will also form prejudice.”

Laulson sighed, "This is a long-standing mind manipulation, and the effects are deeply ingrained."

Dr. Ellen nodded. "It's true. It's scary."

Chen Feng shook his head again, "Actually, this is not the most terrifying. Because human psychology is full of randomness, there is still room for this psychological method to be broken. Physiological thinking penetration is much more terrifying than this. deeper and more irreversible.”

"What! Impossible, no one can do it."

Chen Feng shook his head and pointed to the ceiling, "Don't think about how amazing human beings are. In the endless universe, we are just microbes living on a grain of sand. Some of them you can't see, but already The influence of objective existence has already existed. Our real enemy is outside."

The three were so shocked that they were dumbfounded.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Roerle: "Mr. Chen, don't be joking."

Chen Feng smiled without saying a word.

The other three gradually thought of Chen Feng's achievements, and it seemed reasonable to make such a judgment with his wisdom.

It's just that if someone else said something like that, he'd probably be sent to a mental hospital on the spot.

Chen Feng smiled, his smile getting brighter and brighter, "Don't you think I'm really so generous from birth? If it weren't for my own analysis and rigorous inference, I would have judged that human beings are already in extreme danger. How can I be so generous under the circumstances?"

"Isn't it good for me to let my motherland be the king of the world and then harvest the world? I can live comfortably in my life, and it will take me a few years to become the richest man in the world. Then I can learn The rich people on your side throw **** parties every night and can live a luxurious life unimaginable by ancient emperors. But now I don't, why? Am I stupid? Do I have no selfish desires?"

After a long time, Chen Feng got up and said, "Okay, I'll stop here today, thank you for your help."

Roerle stood up abruptly, "Mr. Chen, I need to confirm again, what you said is true?"

Chen Feng asked back, "What's the point of lying to you, people who have reached our level?"

He's gone.

Sometimes speaking in ambiguous terms is more intimidating than straightforward.

Alluding to these people is just another seed he planted.

He doesn't expect to change anything right away, just do things little by little.

He is also very particular about the people he chooses to communicate with.

Roerle represents a part of the capital with a little moral integrity, while Laurson and Ellen represent scholars who clearly have a conscience, but are infiltrated by thinking and influence their judgment.

The combination of these two people directly determines the superstructure here.

As Paul's car drives out of Beverly Hills, a black sedan pulls to the side of the road.

A middle-aged man is standing there slightly restrained.

Chen Feng asked Paul to stop, got out of the car and greeted him, "Hi."

The agent bowed his head slightly, "Hello, Mr. Chen. You are free to leave the United States at any time, and of course we welcome you to come back at any time."

Chen Feng snapped his fingers, "Look, this communication is very pleasant. Help me tell your boss, I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."

The agent nodded, "It will be very pleasant. By the way, one more thing."

"What?"

"Please let your friends in China let them go."

Chen Feng: Emmm...

He really doesn't know about this. He has been socially closed these days, and no one has told him.

"Okay, let me know about the situation."

He made seven or eight calls to the country, and finally Ou Guohua asked him to ask Lu Wei, and only got news from Lu Wei.

As his side was framed for crimes, the domestic side also acted sloppily, controlling nearly 20 American personnel on the spot, including journalists, exchange scholars, businessmen, and tourists.

These people are really a bit tricky, much more reliable than the charges that Chen Feng was framed for.

Of course, compared to Chen Feng having to hide in the slums, these 20 people are better, and the hotel takes care of them with delicious food.

Times are indeed different.

According to the diplomatic rhetoric, this is called reciprocal measures.

Hanging up the phone, Chen Feng shrugged, "I believe in the fairness of our country's laws. Their restricted freedom has nothing to do with me. So I can't let them go. They should cooperate with our country's investigation. Self-clearing. If there is really no problem, I will naturally release people. If there is indeed a ghost, then I don’t want to let it go, and I should accept legal sanctions.”

The detective gave a bitter face, "Mr. Chen, is this inappropriate?"

Chen Feng spread his hands, "What? Come back? Have you brought a guy? I'll show you another trick?"

"No! Nothing!"

Strong and weak sometimes seem complicated, but they are also simple.

Chen Feng finally swaggered on the flight from Los Angeles to Hanzhou.

He spent ten days here, and the harvest was quite rich.

Dr. Ellen has shown a strong tendency to take refuge, and will come over in about half a year at the latest.

There is also a big medical expert named Lamenech Nandin, who is renowned in Europe and the United States as an expert in congenital genetics and cancer, and who will win the Nobel Prize in Medicine within ten years.

This person's intentions were even stronger than Ellen's. He had just retired and resigned as the dean of the medical school. He almost packed up and went with him. Instead, Chen Feng held him down for the time being.

The research project he had conceived before was lacking in the medical field.

He is worried that people will come over, and there will be no suitable work for people to do for a while, and they will waste other people's precious lives.

These are his more intuitive gains, and more hidden ones.

He planted two seeds that could quietly break the blockade of consciousness.

These two seeds may be stillborn, or they may take root and sprout, speeding up the speed of civilization to resolve the confrontational geopolitical situation, ushering in a relatively fair new pattern of globalization in advance, which is important for technology, economy and human environment. potential impact.

In the process of civilization, when technology reaches the same importance as politics and military, then many seemingly unsolvable problems will naturally dissipate invisibly.

No matter what kind of system it is, it will eventually return to the same essence - republic.

The essence of Chen Feng's behavior is continuous exploration, continuous trial and error, continuous error correction, and finding the most efficient way to move forward.

Now that he has experienced many time lines and various backgrounds, he personally has a new view on the social system.

No matter what the situation is, reasonable competition with a unified goal is the best choice.

This is not a simple project. He intends to use the technology monopoly created by himself to try to break the game in his lifetime, and there is a certain possibility of success.

This kind of thing can't happen in normal history, no one can steal something like him from a thousand years later.

Arriving in Hanzhou, Chen Feng walked out of the airport and sat in Ou Junlang's Bentley who had been waiting outside.

"Master, you have come back, you want to kill me!"

The dead fat man has become more and more arrogant recently. He dared not to sit in the front, but to sit in the back row with Chen Feng, and he wanted to jump up and hug him.

Chen Feng pressed the fat man's face with his backhand, sinking his palms into his face, "Be normal to me."

The dead fat man shrugged back into his seat and sat upright, not daring to make a fuss any more, he just said, "Master, you don't know what we're doing here a few days ago. My dad almost contacted the Mexican Hey Gang to find a way to get it. You are." New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Chen Feng's eyelids twitched, "Thank you for helping me and your dad, let him bother."

Ou Junlang shook his head, "Hey, but that's what happened before. Later, he went to talk to Ryan~IndoMTL.com~ When he came back, he was very calm, with an unfathomable look on his face, he only told me about Buddhism I can't say it."

Chen Feng was happy, "Really? That's pretty good."

"I think my dad is so down-to-earth, and I'm a lot more at ease. But Sister Weiwei is even more aggressive. She flew to the capital that day and went directly to her grandfather's study. She almost stabbed a huge basket."

Chen Feng: "..."

He's a little complicated.

The choice to lay out the alien threat theory in Europe and the United States is not a random act, but has its own deep meaning.

But he did not count Lu Wei's impulsive actions in China.

He thought about too many details, subconsciously ignoring Lu Wei's feelings, and Lu Wei's family background enough to support the serious consequences of her actions under excessive anxiety.

"Alas." Chen Feng sighed and turned his face away to look out the window.

Some people seem destined to miss out in this life.

It can't be said that who has failed who, Chen Feng has never taken the initiative to do anything, but it just happened without knowing it.

He understood this, and could not blame Lu Wei.

If people's emotions were really well controlled, wars in history could be reduced by at least 70%.

Fatty Ou saw Chen Feng sinking into deep thought, with guilt in his lonely expression, and he vaguely understood something in his heart.

Fatty decided to change the subject, "By the way, Master, I have bad news to tell you. You and Brother Meng have not been here for the past few days, and something has happened to you. No one can contact you. There are no leaders in the company. Everyone panicked."