I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 386: Lonely and futile

From the beginning of the war to the present.

Chen Feng has been watching his comrades die all the time.

He tries to stay calm.

He began to learn to use numbers to sum up the fate of his comrades.

Because he knows very well that he has no qualifications to cherish remembrance and no time to immerse himself in grief.

He had to face the status quo with a relatively indifferent mind, which he basically did.

But it's hard. Whenever he sees those indifferent numbers, he can't help but imagine the names and faces behind the numbers.

Although he can always keep moving forward, there are so many people he is familiar with.

When he heard "Never Walk Alone", he still thought of the tombstones of Zhong Lei, Lu Wei and others, and also thought of himself who died alone in the universe because he couldn't find Voyager 2.

In this war, he experienced new despair on the white giant cocoon and the blade beetle.

He has tried his best to do everything he can.

Fanxing, Tang Tianxin, Lin Bu, Beinsta, Naweilun, Dong Shan, Ou Qinglan, and every soldier, every scientific worker, and every engineer also did everything they could.

Humans smashed the giant white cocoon and annihilated the forty blade beetles of the spherical warship.

Humans face despair time and time again, and then shatter despair.

But at the moment of seeing the prismatic fleet and tens of millions of blade beetles, a deeper and greater despair swallowed everything.

This is still the end of humanity.

Then Chen Feng saw the fleet from Proxima and Barnard again.

He was a little excited at first, but it came and went quickly.

Through the three-way information exchange, Chen Feng solved a lot of confusion and found a new direction, but it was of no use to the human beings in this timeline.

In a mix of calm and sadness, this timeline of his is coming to an end.

In the battle damage information, there is a column of more straightforward numbers.

This set of numbers is called the remaining population.

From more than 40 billion at the beginning, to more than 10 billion when the prismatic fleet arrived, to less than 2 billion now, and it is still jumping down at a speed of millions per second.

As for the reinforcement battleships, the situation is not much better. The rate of battle damage of two-wheeled battleships and triangular battleships is still tens of thousands of ships per second.

The Sun Theater is a passive defense, and there is still a certain strategic depth in the rear. In fact, the casualty rate is slower.

The space behind the Proxima Fleet and the Barnard Fleet is larger, but the execution is active attack, so the so-called strategic depth does not exist.

From now on, Chen Feng has seen the end. In two or three thousand seconds, only some planetary bases and space stations in the vicinity of the solar system will still be alive.

It **** to see the ending at a glance.

What's worse is that after paying such a high price, none of the 999,996 Prismatic Warships are missing.

The prismatic battleship never even got hit, let alone damaged, never moved its position once, and never changed its speed of advancement.

They have been advancing silently, like an eternal natural phenomenon.

Chen Feng was familiar with this scene.

He felt the same way in the second timeline, when he watched the cosmic fleet explode without warning in space on TV.

Because I can't understand it, the human brain will have an illusion, and the subconscious thinks it seems to be a natural phenomenon.

I know it's not, but I just can't control my subconscious illusion.

The desperate situation, coupled with the depth of Morrowind, affected his judgment and made him make a wrong decision a few seconds ago, so that he exposed his flaws and fell into the opponent's trap .

But it's not his fault, he's also facing an unprecedented new situation.

He has absolutely no understanding of the strength of the prismatic battleship, and his mistakes are reasonable.

In other words, even if he knew it would be like this, when the opportunity to rush out was in front of him, he would still act without hesitation.

Knowing that he could go out and take a shot, he wanted him to do nothing, but he couldn't do it because he was afraid of being caught alive and committed suicide early.

Since I have seen it, I have to cut it twice and try it out. It is a point to collect a little more data.

Otherwise, if you can't find the key to solving the problem, and give up in advance because you are afraid of being caught alive, then next time, next time... and even in the future, you still won't be able to win.

But Chen Feng's biggest advantage is his strong ability to bear. Even if he realizes that he is in an unprecedented crisis, he is not really panicked and at a loss, but quickly analyzes the situation in his mind.

After a moment, he adjusted his mentality.

He sees the opponent's trap as both a risk and an opportunity.

Captured alive means that the compound-eyed person is reluctant to easily obliterate him.

Then he can rely on this, and he can deal with the prismatic warship for a while, get closer, cut a few more knives, and try a few different methods a few times. Naturally, he can get more information and do more for the next time. Lots of preparation.

My time-resetting ability may be exposed or hidden.

But the compound-eyed person would never have imagined that such an attempt to capture them alive would be a huge flaw in selling.

Of course, he had to try to avoid being captured alive.

Otherwise, if he freezes up and remains in a dying state, it will be all over.

Risks still exist, but the principle of seeking wealth and wealth has existed since ancient times, and Chen Feng still understands it.

He still has to find a better solution to minimize the risk.

Because of the long-term maintenance of the speed of light, the arc of the star-front colossus had to be enlarged when it changed its direction, and a faint spatial vibration ripple was stirred wherever it passed, wandering like an earthworm on the outside of the encirclement of the prismatic ship .

The prismatic warships did not release beam cannons or white plasma to sweep him, but continued to send blade beetles to pursue him, and almost all prismatic warships began to diffuse long whiskers, trying to increase the space to freeze range of blockade.

The left foot of the Colossus was briefly caught in it.

At that time, Chen Feng was about to give up his left foot, but he didn't expect to pull out his left foot with a little try, and he was able to escape like a swamp and quagmire.

The fully remodeled Star Front Colossus already has some of the material properties of the enemy aircraft, and it has an isolated space of curvature bubbles, so it is not so easy to be frozen.

The compound-eyed combat units such as the blade beetle can move freely in the frozen space. Although the colossus cannot do this, it is much better than other combat units.

Chen Feng began to act more confidently and boldly. From time to time, he used the long-barreled cannon on his back to conduct a round of focused fire sweeps, and then supplemented two knives with the war blade in his hand, and he could also wipe out one or two blade beetles from time to time.

He can also be hit, cut through his armor, or exploded by vortex particles on the colossus, but it's not much of a problem.

The colossus is not small, and the armor has a strong self-healing ability.

The only thing that always bothered him was that he couldn't get anywhere near the prismatic ship.

One is that the surface of almost all prismatic ships is covered with long beards, and the other is that behind the long beards there is a layer of extremely strong and unknown energy gathering shields.

This shield can withstand the concentrated fire of Barnard's Fleet's Australis Cannon, as well as Chen Feng's slashing and artillery bombardment.

He had successfully slashed Lengzi twice, but he couldn't even vibrate at all. He only slightly cracked the rules of the self-oscillation of these energy-gathering shields.

Chen Feng's seemingly meaningless struggle can go on for a long, long time.

Unconsciously, another thirty minutes passed.

The interior of the solar system is dead silent.

The prismatic fleet is still advancing, but the human structures such as battleships, space stations, engineering ships, medical ships and so on have long been broken or incomplete.

Countless blade beetles are still interspersed, occasionally slashing or firing a shot at the survivors who are armed with Tamrons.

The outside of the prismatic battle formation is not much better.

Chen Feng passed the Proxima Fleet front more than once.

What he saw was still the large army of blade beetles flying and sweeping like locusts, and the wreckage of two-wheeled warships floating in the sky.

The entire solar system is still being pushed in by grid links.

Grid reaches Pluto.

Pluto was sucked in, and then "melted" and dissolved like a hockey puck on a red-hot iron plate.

During the many battles in the past, Chen Feng had never experienced this kind of feeling of being slowly destroyed.

He also began to feel more pressure.

More and more longbeards continued to suppress, and more and more blade beetles began to cross the space to block his way.

Chen Feng never thought about running away.

Anyway, his top speed is only 1.5 times the speed of light, and he can only move forward along the gravitational line of the compound eye. The prismatic battleship can completely erase the solar system slowly, and then the old gods are chasing after him.

There is no escape.

"Alas..."

Chen Feng sighed.

Time to blow up.

Otherwise you will be caught alive.

Just as he was about to approach the prismatic ship and activate the self-destruction button, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw another button also marked as a red warning above the virtual self-destruction button.

The six words "Reconstruction of Colonial Magic Warfare" are impressive.

Chen Feng began to calculate, his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

He didn't think about undergoing transformation before, not because he was afraid that he would die from a genetic breakdown three days later, but because he was afraid of the negative effect of losing his ability to think, and this side effect was brought back to the 21st century by himself.

But now Datou Lin has gone one step further and become a guinea pig.

Although I am not sure of the principle, Chen Feng thinks that since Lin Bu, Na Weilun and others can stay awake, he should also be able to.

As for the risk of genetic collapse and death after returning, he actually thought about it, but it was not a big problem.

A long time ago, he tried to die from an overdose of serum with no problem.

When traveling through time, your body will undergo a complete remodeling. The result of this remodeling must be in line with the needs of the human body, and only positive effects will be retained.

In short, risks are not without them, but after seeing the complete fleet of compound eyes, Chen Feng believes that if the weak want to counterattack, they always have to pay the price and take some risks. road.

Chen Feng's understanding of technology today is far from the same as in the past.

The more he understands the strength of compound eyes, the more he realizes the difference.

He knows better that the hardest thing in the world is getting better.

Assuming that after returning this time, he can perfectly execute the civilization plan, let human beings catch up with the current technology in 2500, and sprinkle the colony with Orion's arm in the early 31st century, it is not very useful.

That's still only a quantitative change, not a qualitative change.

And with the higher the level of technology, the more difficult it is to achieve qualitative change, even if he fights back five hundred years for mankind, so that the level of technology in the 31st century in the next timeline will reach this time The achievements that may be achieved in the thirty-sixth century in the line will still be defeated, but they will struggle for a few more years, and the demise will be a little slower.

It's not enough, it's all useless.

But that's as far as he can imagine.

He really doesn't know what else to do to get humans out of trouble.

A thousand years is too short to complete the Orion arm, and it is impossible to covet other parts of the Milky Way.

The knowledge that human beings can absorb has reached the limit, and it is only within the arms of Orion. How can they compete with the compound-eye civilization that came from the Virgo galaxy?

They have ruled the galaxy for millions of years!

If you can't solve the shield of the prismatic battleship, you can't solve the blockade of the solar system barrier, and you can't escape outside the galaxy, the bigger the human civilization, the more people will die.

After all the previous technicians failed to find a breakthrough for the new technology to break out, Chen Feng understood that even with the accumulation of countless time lines, it is impossible to defeat the incomparable fleet of Compound Eyes.

Do I really want to continue this step-by-step quest for stability, and then look at that wall of despairing sighs and keep lamenting my own powerlessness?

With the higher the level of human technology, in fact, he has become more and more clearly able to perceive the limit of a thousand years of time.

Even if the implementation of the five-hundred-year plan of civilization is successful, come again next time, come again next time...

There will always be a day when you can't go any further.

In this predicament, he will still not be the opponent of the compound eye.

This is what he feels in his own heart, which he can't tell anyone, but comes from... intuition.

So, it must be done!

You must do everything you can, start with yourself first, stop being afraid of risks, and push everything forward to the extreme.

Chen Feng decided to make a big bet on human beings and his own destiny.

Win the king and lose the bandit.

His brainwave command clicks on "Cosmetic Warfare Transformation".

The turbulent and boiling transformation fluid poured out from the inner structure of the Galactic Warframe, and quickly spread over the feet, and then to the waist, until the top of the head.

Wraiths of indescribable pain began to spread through the skin around him until it engulfed his entire body.

Chen Feng couldn't slack off, he still had to endure the pain to control the colossus of the star to move and fight back.

I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate, but in the process of transforming into a magical battle, his consciousness remained highly awake, and his brain could still send instructions to the colossus at an ultra-high frequency.

It may be just a moment, or a long time, and the pain in his body gradually subsides.

Chen Feng drew some attention to the internal inspection function of the armor.

Huh.

He was a little curious about what the form of his clone would be, but now that he saw it, he was very surprised.

It hasn't changed at all!

What it was before, what it is now.

The battle armor comes with a medical function to give a genetic analysis report. His life is harder than others.

Although he also has to face genetic collapse, he has the self-repair ability of the recovery factor and his higher arousal, which makes his genes more stable than others.

Others can only live three days on average after the war, he can live ten days.

That's enough.

As he tries to fight back, he continues to read medical reports.

His blood viscosity increases again, becoming like a non-Newtonian fluid.

The reason for the stickiness is naturally because his blood is filled with more "red blood cells", "white blood cells", "platelets" and other "nutrients" that are not his own.

Under normal circumstances, the human body simply cannot withstand this level of viscous blood.

But at this time, Chen Feng's blood vessels became tougher and his heartbeat became stronger. Even with such viscous blood, it could still be quickly sent to all parts of the body to provide energy.

The huge star-blade colossus twisted slightly into an arc, wiping the long beard that swept over as he approached.

The dual-knife war blade slashed out in rotation, just hitting the four blade beetles that came in two straight lines.

The cold man sighed.

The four blade beetles shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

Chen Feng increased his speed again and returned to the speed of light, avoiding the black hole bomb that swept behind him and was about to engulf his lower body.

After being a little more relaxed, Chen Feng took a general look at the data.

The accuracy of his brainwave commands is still 100%, but the release speed has tripled.

He could have been directly linked to the Star Front Colossus. After the brain's ability to issue instructions was improved, the Star Front Colossus really became a part of his body.

He could even feel the powerful power of the tumor ball engine boiling out every time he made a move.

Under the blessing of the soul, the forty-eight long whips behind him spread out for dozens of kilometers, and swung violently behind him. At the same time, a large amount of physical toxins spewed out, engulfing the three blade beetles behind him.

Chen Feng's pressure became less.

He begins to get a chance to slowly approach the Prism.

About ten minutes later, he found an opportunity, the huge blade suddenly stretched to forty kilometers, the tip of the blade wiped away the shock of the shield of the prismatic ship, broke in the inner layer, and flew forward again. , hit the surface of the prismatic ship.

The enemy ship didn't move at all, except for some energy fluctuations in the air.

Chen Feng's expression was neither sad nor happy.

This is also what he expected.

He strode away again, towards another battleship.

Unconsciously, another half day passed.

The prismatic shrinkage ring continues to press in, and it is about to reach the Dyson membrane.

At this time, Pluto, Neptune, and Uranus have long been deciphered into elementary particles, and turned into a huge boiling and burning flame~IndoMTL.com~ The next thing to be decomposed will be the Dyson membrane.

Chen Feng is still tirelessly rushing left and right like a madman, going down and slashing every now and then.

By this time, humans have lost all quantum communication capabilities.

There is no more human combat unit near the prismatic battle formation.

Only the huge colossus he controls is running around, doing seemingly futile things.

He doesn't have Fanxing's assistance now, he only has the most basic personal brain. No one can help him analyze data. Radiation shock parameters for enemy ship skins and focused shields.

He couldn't read it, so he could only memorize it by rote.

Suddenly, thirty seconds before the Dyson membrane was about to be split, the largest object ever created by humans trembled slightly.