I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 435: The star river is brilliant, a drunken party rests [4,300 words]

After setting the automatic cruise mode, Chen Feng returned to the bedroom.

He has been busy and tired for almost a whole year, and he can be regarded as able to sleep a little peacefully.

On Earth, due to the threat of alienated animals and the harassment of various insects, he has not slept soundly for most of the past year.

It's gotten a little better after getting Stars One and Two, but I'm still not at ease.

Psychological confusion also affected his sleep quality.

His bewilderment is bluntly reflected in his diary, and it only gets better when he finds Sergey's secret base and sets sail.

After Chen Feng fell asleep, Freders did not sleep, but still sat like a statue in his bedroom.

He was forced to change to a new environment and was very uncomfortable.

Of course, there doesn't seem to be any difference between Flanders' adaptation or not. There are stone sculptures on the left and right sides, and he looks more like a robot without electricity than a person.

But this time he's slightly changed from before.

In the past, Freders didn't seem to be interested in anything, but now he gets up every day, but he always sits by the window and looks out the window naturally.

After the spacecraft enters the curvature motion, people can't actually see the starry sky outside.

The perfect curvature bubble formed by twisting and compressing the space cuts the connection between the inner space and the outer space, and only pure quantum entanglement waves with no mass can pass through.

The essence of the curvature bubble is to compress the absolute vacuum to an infinite density, which is still an absolute space, and its mass is both 0 and infinite.

Distant starlight falls on the curvature bubble and cannot penetrate.

All Frydes could see was pitch blackness.

Leaving the underground base, his relative movement space has become larger, but his absolute movement space has become smaller.

No matter how slow he is, the sudden change in his living environment will still have some impact.

He now likes to look out the window, which at least shows that he is aware of the "outside world" outside the window.

In the process of his growth, he was actually instilled with a lot of knowledge.

His brain structure is different from ordinary people, and the language center is hardly driven, resulting in his great lack of language and communication.

So far he has only two sentences, "follow me" and "Freders".

Maybe he doesn't even know the meaning of these two sentences, he just can use his vocal cords to make the sounds of these two sentences.

A person who cannot master language cannot establish complete thinking logic in his brain, and his ability to master theoretical knowledge is almost zero.

Like deaf and blind people, they usually appear dull, but in fact their IQ is not low.

It's too hard for them to master a language.

While in the underground base, Fryders was busy with his own business most of the time, only with the assistance of artificial intelligence, and acted regularly according to the training plan left by Sergey.

After getting up every morning, he will go to the operation workshop in the morning to carry out some equipment usage and assembly training step by step.

He couldn't read or remember the manual, so he could only memorize the steps and procedures by rote.

After more than ten years, he can operate most of the equipment proficiently.

This is all in preparation for getting to the ground before dying.

His afternoon task was originally to read and study, but due to the defect of his language center, the artificial intelligence deleted the content of this part of the training plan and turned it into free time.

So he obviously has an infinite amount of time, but he never reads books, he just sits in a daze, and he doesn't know what's going on in his mind.

The same goes for this time.

Chen Feng didn't give him any equipment for hand training in the spaceship, which caused him to be completely idle and even more idle.

Eight hours later, Chen Feng woke up. Fryders was still standing at the window, but his eyes were closed, and he was probably asleep.

"Sir, I have completed the calculation."

As soon as Chen Feng sat down in the command room and searched the channel, he received a voice prompt from Wei Xing.

He looked down at his watch, exactly 27 hours, 33 minutes and 56 seconds had passed.

True.

He's getting nervous.

As the saying goes, close to nostalgia is cowardly.

In this era, Chen Feng's hometown is not on Earth, not even in the solar system.

His "country" is different and built on people.

He has to see familiar people in order to have a hometown flavor.

It's been almost a year since I came here. Except for Freds, who can't speak, Chen Feng has never really communicated with anyone, and I'm not sure how far the human beings in Orion's arms have developed.

He wasn't even sure if the people he wanted to see were still there.

He thought he would never be able to contact others, and even worried that he would be trapped on Earth, so by self-anaesthesia, he really assumed that everyone was gone, and then he thought about everything.

If you don't hope, you won't be disappointed. This is his unique ability to maintain his mentality.

The advantage of this habit is that you can always maintain your fighting spirit and not be easily attacked.

The downside is that it's easy to make mistakes in judgment. For example, he has considered suicide more than once and restarted the next time.

At the time, he convinced himself that suicide could effectively avoid being captured alive by compound eyes.

There's a good reason for that.

He had been holding on until now, just trying to find the core reason for this failure.

Now that I have read the history and have vaguely found it, it is time to make some new attempts to find different possibilities.

He could really kill himself,

But that's a little too irresponsible.

I don't know how the people outside are, so I easily give up the whole world, which is too unfair to other humans in this timeline.

So he hesitated, numbly but firmly reconstructed Wei Xing, and saw the possibility of restoring communication.

Once communication is restored, the fog shrouded in the Orion Arm human civilization due to information isolation will be cleared away, and he will be able to quickly determine whether Tang Tianxin, Ding Hu, Lin Bu, Ou Qinglan and Dong Shan still exist.

He looked forward, and worried.

It feels like when he invested heavily in a lot of scratch cards, scratched a lot and got nothing, pinning his last hope on the last lottery ticket he was about to scratch off.

He was timid, even after scratching off the last lottery ticket, he still saw "Thank you for your patronage".

Then it's all cold.

If there is really no acquaintance, Chen Feng will return to the state of total strangers in the first timeline for everyone in this era. He can't find the emotional anchor at all, and he doesn't know that How will it affect your decision.

"Weixing, first build a signal shielding firewall to prevent the leakage of your own information, and then start to establish a resonance FM channel to try to passively receive resonance information in one direction."

After thinking for a long time, and even using two glasses of liquor to strengthen his courage, Chen Feng gave the order.

Weixing replied: "Okay."

"The firewall is under construction...construction completed."

"According to the Bose quantum code 154784:546877:65 ... frequency to create a resonance channel, the channel is successfully established."

"Retrieving external information..."

"Frequency trim syncing..."

"Signal searched. Sir, try reading data?"

Chen Feng stood up abruptly.

But he didn't rush to issue an order, but asked: "Can the information of oneself be absolutely independent and not be detected by the other party?"

Weixing: "Because I have a perfect resonance with the other party's quantum intelligence, as long as I don't issue instructions to the outside world and actively retrieve data, I can receive the other party's information in one direction without being noticed. I can receive all the other party's information. information, including top secret channels."

Chen Feng nodded.

He understands what Wei Xing means.

To put it in a simple way, Wei Xing is about the same as two distant tuning forks.

Fanxing, the human brain, is the larger tuning fork, and Wei Xing is the smaller one.

Strike the big tuning fork to make a sound wave.

Sound waves travel far away.

The small tuning fork vibrates when it comes into contact with the sound wave.

Originally, the small tuning fork should also release sound waves when it vibrates, but due to its small size, the energy level of the sound waves released by passive resonance is too low.

Small sound waves are constantly diluted and offset in the air, and cannot be transmitted back to the large tuning fork at all, disturbing the state of the large tuning fork.

At this time, the relationship between Wei Xing and Fanxing is basically the same as that of the small tuning fork and the big tuning fork.

Assume that the Great Tuning Fork is an intelligent being with a consciousness of its own.

The big tuning fork had no idea that the sound waves it released were being resonated in sync with another small tuning fork.

Weixing just turned on a small quantum beacon at the correct frequency, and all information comes from the resonance and vibration of this quantum beacon.

Weixing did not actively inject energy to transmit information.

It's just this little resonance, it's insignificant in the ocean of information, and the distance of less than one percent of light-years is bound to be crushed by the huge quantum information flow in the external environment.

This state just meets Chen Feng's needs.

He is not planning to take the initiative to tell others that he is here and has just left the solar system.

The advantage of this way of thinking is that it is absolutely safe, and his whereabouts are not easily detected by the compound eye civilization.

The disadvantage is that he cannot actively retrieve the huge amount of information of the Orion arm humans, and can only pull things down from the communication data stream passed by each other, just like a person standing by the rails and taking pictures of the train.

He can take a good picture of every "train" that passes by, but he can't go to the station to take pictures of all the locomotives.

Of course, every locomotive has to go on the road, as long as he takes pictures long enough, sooner or later he will be able to take pictures of all the locomotives and get enough information.

After confirming that there is no problem, Chen Feng ordered: "Start reading and presenting the flow of information."

When the voice fell, the star map in front of him continued to shrink with the solar system as the center point, and the scale continued to expand.

Nanmen II, Barnard's Star, Wolf 359 Star, Laland 21185 Star, Cetus UV Star, Sirius Binary Star and other planetary systems near the solar system are included one after another into the stereoscopic star map projection horizon middle.

A long time ago, the representation range of the star map became a sphere with a diameter of 5,000 light-years.

There are hundreds of millions of bright stars in this sphere.

Hundreds of millions of stars form a long strip that runs across the ends of the sphere.

This exercise is part of the Orion Arm.

A few more minutes passed, and intricate threads of hundreds of millions of stars began to run from planetary system to planetary system.

As time goes by, the thread becomes more and more.

The more threads linking within a system, the brighter that planetary system is in the star map.

In addition, there are some faint threads that extend beyond the border of the event horizon into the star map from elsewhere.

Above the star map, a column of statistics is rapidly improving.

"Number of planetary systems with human information activity: 79...87...135...796...3154...7218...11512...13577..."

This is the number of stars with human activities calculated by Wei Xing based on the information flow continuously collected during this period.

In the beginning, the number rose rapidly, indicating that humans have maintained a high frequency of information exchange with each other.

The rate of increase slowed down a bit later. It may be that the colonies in these galaxies have just been built, and the population density is not large enough.

Weixing quickly gave the estimated data, "The total number of planetary systems with human activities in the Orion arm should be around 14,400. The quantum information flow beyond the horizon should come from the outgoing scientific research and exploration spacecraft."

Chen Feng nodded heavily, "Well. Continue to analyze the current level of human technology, administrative system and geographical division, etc., and then you focus on these names, their appearance is like this... three hours report to me later."

After giving the order again, Chen Feng got up, walked out of the command room, and returned to the bar in the rear living area.

He poured himself a cup of Erguotou and drank it heavily.

He clenched his fists hard.

Humans occupy 14,400 stars within the Orion Arm, covering a vast territory of 5,000 light-years.

Such a scene, he never dared to think about it before.

He never dreamed.

He couldn't describe how he felt when he watched one planetary system light up one after another in the star map, and the silk threads representing the flow of information were linked together to form the big net representing the territory of the human empire.

Surge?

Yes.

Feeling?

Yes.

Is it extremely peaceful?

All are.

Perhaps only the words "Poke the dark clouds and see the bright moon" can express his mood a little more accurately.

Although he has seen descriptions in history books about the successful establishment of thousands of colonies by human beings, it was after all five hundred years ago, and no one knows what happened in these five hundred years.

He had imagined that the human territory would be very wide this time, but he was always apprehensive when he didn't see it with his own eyes.

He's long past the age where it's easy to dream.

After nearly a year of loneliness and struggle on Earth, now, he finally shreds the fog with his own hands and sees the truth he has longed for.

His heart was beating fast and hard.

Chen Feng drank his toast again, and recalled the star map and the big net representing the exchange of human information in his mind.

He muttered to himself.

"I knew for a long time that human beings can, really can! As long as we give us time, we can do anything!"

Boom!

He punches the alloy bar again.

He experienced the frustration of personally creating the end of the world on Earth, but now he suddenly has another sense of accomplishment that is unparalleled.

The intersection of these two contradictory and intense emotions in one person caused him to temporarily lose control of his emotions.

Maybe it's too much alcohol, or maybe it's too emotional.

He dimly saw the disgusting fly face of the compound-eyed man floating in front of the bar, looking at him with eyes mixed with hatred, fear and jealousy.

Clap!

Chen Feng threw the bottle out ~IndoMTL.com~ and slammed it against the wall.

"This is the empire I built with my own hands with nine timelines! This is just the beginning! I don't care if you are a compound eyed or whoever you are, all will die for me!"

"Humanity! Never stop moving forward! I said so!"

Knowing it was an illusion, he wanted to shatter it.

Chen Feng opened the second bottle of Erguotou again.

The third bottle...

The fourth bottle...

He didn't know how many bottles he drank in a row, even with his current physique that far exceeds 40% genetic arousal, he couldn't stand it, and even the authentic Houkui he made by himself couldn't hangover.

It could also be his own initiative not to stay awake.

He was so stressed that he didn't suddenly relax until this moment.

He chose to rest while drunk.