Chen Feng was very helpless about this.

The highly developed technology, and the huge knowledge base system of human beings, have resulted in an extremely perfect social division of labor.

Although it is said that the human brain has infinite potential, life and time have an end.

Unless you are a top science master in the current era, with a terrifying IQ that overwhelms the era, it is possible to reach the door of the sea, and you can dabble in many fields.

But according to his previous understanding, anyway, when he came here a few times before, there was no such person in this era at all.

God, exists only in fantasy.

Even the most top scientists can only continue to study in depth in their respective fields, not to mention Chen Feng's background is a low-income family with artificial embryos, and he has never received any higher education before recruits.

At present, he took a shortcut and became a non-staff member of Pangu Academy.

The Pangu Academy and the Xuanwu Academy are also equal departments, but unfortunately he is only an external employee of the Pangu Academy.

What's more, the difference between Pangu and Xuanwu is a thousand miles away, and the two majors do not match.

As for the achievements in medicine and biology designed by Pangu Yuan, he could not understand most of them. As for the all-encompassing treasure books of the Millennium Pharmacopoeia, which involved explanations of various drug synthesis methods and ingredients, as a non-staff He couldn't see either.

The guinea pig has human rights, but privileges are not enough.

Blocking these "outdated" scientific and technological achievements is, in a sense, the protection of non-professionals by the world government. To be useful in postmodern sociology, there is no need to ponder the entire thousand-year history of science and technology, and precious energy should be used. Use it with what you can use in the moment.

So unless you are a professional researcher in this profession, you are not allowed to watch it directly.

Protecting a researcher's time is equivalent to protecting a researcher's life.

Want to touch? Still have to figure out a way to fix it.

Forget it, think about it later.

Really annoy me?

Ten years and three months?

I'm sick of it!

It's less than a year's effort for me!

But the cost of transitioning now is too high. Chen Feng is still groping, so he doesn't dare to gamble rashly.

And I can only become an intern of the Xuanwu Academy's foreign affiliated unit, which is a bit desolate, and the visual authority is not too high.

If you really want to save the world, instead of doing all these bells and whistles, you might as well continue to copy dozens of Liang Yuan's songs and forcibly elevate Ou Junlang's status in the art history, so that she will never return Going to Ouhe Group is already a great merit.

As a digression, Liang Yuan's life seems to be very hard, and it still exists in history, but only three masterpieces are missing

In addition, Liang Yuan's achievements in this life have declined slightly, and he has not been able to squeeze into the top 1,000 of the millennium, but he is still a very tiger artist in the 21st century, and he still harassed Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng will definitely send a deep and cordial greeting to Liang Yuan and make his name disappear from the history books.

In this stage of the 21st century, there is no need to copy anything with technological content, and Chen Feng has no good way to turn his attention.

In the 31st century, his current authority can actually find a little bit of dry goods.

These are the technologies that human beings can use today and need to continue to advance, and are widely found in high school and university textbooks.

In the past, when he was a low-income household and a private soldier, he was not qualified to read textbooks. Now he has become a second-class citizen, and finally has the right to study.

But...

He doesn't understand it at all, it just feels like reading a book from heaven.

He can't even understand the concept of various technical terms, let alone sentences composed of countless terms?

He lowered his standards again and read the textbooks for junior high school.

He doesn't believe it anymore, he is in a state of sharp thinking brought about by blood clotting serum...

These are the basic knowledge for engaging in technical work, and he may be able to understand it a little bit.

At least he can recognize these words, and there is a vague concept in his mind.

But...

String theory, superstring theory, positive and negative relativity, detailed explanation of neutrinos, entropy and enthalpy, the principle of fundamental forces in the universe, Oponitz equations, the relationship between artificial intelligence network heuristic thinking and geometric mathematics, quantum The contingency and regularity of low-energy quantum frequency-converted chattering in communication...

Chen Feng slapped his face.

What are these!

I'm flipping through the middle school textbooks!

Are junior high school students a thousand years from now playing like this?

He had been a low-income household with salted fish for three years. He was not qualified, and he didn't even want to think about the nature of this world. He didn't know how terrible the world was.

This time, he was slightly moved, and was ignited by "Bath of Fire", so he wanted to make progress, so he touched this terrifying Pandora's box a little.

Now it seems that the three-year simulation of the five-year college entrance examination is simply weak.

Forget it, let's be honest and be a mortal who can only use it, I don't know why this thing can be used like this.

The world government's classification of populations makes sense.

Those who live without their brains are either low-income households or practical personnel, and don't care about the principle.

Those who live with their brains, even if they are just a grassroots employee related to scientific research or production, have an IQ of 133.233 that Chen Feng can't understand.

"Weiwei, when you say ten years and three months of study time, do you mean no food, no drink, no sleep?"

"Yes, and it has to be 100% perfect focused learning."

"I'm losing."

Chen Feng, who is very self-aware, immediately gave up trying to figure out the technology of this era.

He turned his attention back to the historical evolution of Ouhe Group, intending to continue to push back along this line to understand the changes throughout the millennium.

But a strong sense of tiredness hit him, and he couldn't open his eyelids for a moment.

The sofa was automatically transformed into a bed, and a box was exposed beside it. Two long robotic arms stretched out from below, pulled the quilt inside, and placed it firmly on Chen Feng.

Where he put his head, the sofa is raised a little more, forming a fully wrapped pillow.

There is a hissing metal sound under the bed, and the sofa bed automatically changes to the most ergonomic support curve according to his body curve.

Chen Feng slept soundly.

He had a long nightmare.

In the dream he was roaring.

"Who said that electrons are not discrete random distributions! Relativity is relativity! How can there be anti-relativity! Light is wave-particle duality! Light and particles are both light! Quarks are really the smallest subdivision! No more Divided!"

The mentality is completely broken.

At noon the next day.

Chen Feng woke up on time, not much, not much, just slept for ten hours.

He had too many dreams last night, and he felt a little dizzy in his head.

Chen Feng didn't get up in a hurry, but sat cross-legged on the sofa in a daze, feeling the sofa under him automatically prop up.

He knew what he had dreamed about last night, and his memory was clear.

This "dream within a dream" is truly terrifying.

Well, forget it, as long as you don't have any unrealistic expectations, you'll never be disappointed.

Let's go back and continue to look at the historical data, don't do the Spring and Autumn Dream of becoming a tech giant.

At present this road is a dead end, and we will talk about it later.

Recalling what Wei Wei said about a ten-year, three-month high-intensity study cycle, in terms of time, he would need at least thirty years, and then he would have to go back and forth more than thirty times for a thousand years.

Who can stand it?

Make more money first, continue to raise Ou Junlang, and try to see if you can continue to squeeze the potential of Zhong Lei, isn't it?

It's a pity that the song "Bath of Fire" can't be copied, but it doesn't matter, this time Zhong Lei has other new products.

"Chen Feng, how did you sleep last night?"

As soon as he finished washing up, he ate the warm and nutritious meal delivered by the pipeline, and walked out of the dormitory door. Chen Feng saw Ding Hu's unshaven face and looked at him up close.

Chen Feng took a step back, "Brother Hu, are you not going to lead the team for training?"

Ding Hu shrugged, "I let them run a circle, come back to see your situation. It's okay, nothing happened."

"Are you afraid I won't wake up?"

"Ha~IndoMTL.com~ How can this be. It's Professor Ouyang who asked me to keep an eye on you. Now you are the treasure of all mankind."

Chen Feng shivered, "Don't be so numb, be careful with your liver."

"Grudge..."

This time Ding Hu lost first.

Ding Hu was shocked for a long time by the sound of caution, before he remembered the business and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, "Let's go."

"Where? Regular training?"

Chen Feng wanted to say that he really had no interest in regular recruit training. He had practiced it three times before.

Everyone said that there are only three things to do, and it would be a bit of a breakdown to start over again.

Ding Hu shook his head, "No, considering your special situation, the above has decided to let you directly enter the adaptation training of Qinglongjia, start with theoretical knowledge, and carry out the simulator operation simultaneously."

"That's pretty good!" Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He's really... tired of relying on foresight in the routine training he knows by heart.

The two walked side by side to the depths of the base. Chen Feng played last night's military song "Bathing Fire" and said, "By the way, Brother Hu, I didn't have time to watch it yesterday, and I still didn't find out why "Bathing Fire" became Military song, can you tell me a little bit? Even if it is long, you can keep it short."

Ding Hu sighed, "Okay. Do you know? Actually, "Bathing Fire" can't be called a military song."

"What is that?"

"It is the battle song of all of us."

"Huh?"

"Do you know the Xuanwu Academy?"

Chen Feng's interest suddenly increased, "I know, what is the relationship between the two?"

""Bath of Fire" has become our battle anthem, starting with the predecessor of the Xuanwu Academy. This story is long and sad..."

Chen Feng was very helpless about this.

The highly developed technology, and the huge knowledge base system of human beings, have resulted in an extremely perfect social division of labor.

Although it is said that the human brain has infinite potential, life and time have an end.

Unless you are a top science master in the current era, with a terrifying IQ that overwhelms the era, it is possible to reach the door of the sea, and you can dabble in many fields.

But according to his previous understanding, anyway, when he came here a few times before, there was no such person in this era at all.

God, exists only in fantasy.

Even the most top scientists can only continue to study in depth in their respective fields, not to mention Chen Feng's background is a low-income family with artificial embryos, and he has never received any higher education before recruits.

At present, he took a shortcut and became a non-staff member of Pangu Academy.

The Pangu Academy and the Xuanwu Academy are also equal departments, but unfortunately he is only an external employee of the Pangu Academy.

What's more, the difference between Pangu and Xuanwu is a thousand miles away, and the two majors do not match.

As for the achievements in medicine and biology designed by Pangu Yuan, he could not understand most of them. As for the all-encompassing treasure books of the Millennium Pharmacopoeia, which involved explanations of various drug synthesis methods and ingredients, as a non-staff He couldn't see either.

The guinea pig has human rights, but privileges are not enough.

Blocking these "outdated" scientific and technological achievements is, in a sense, the protection of non-professionals by the world government. To be useful in postmodern sociology, there is no need to ponder the entire thousand-year history of science and technology, and precious energy should be used. Use it with what you can use in the moment.

So unless you are a professional researcher in this profession, you are not allowed to watch it directly.

Protecting a researcher's time is equivalent to protecting a researcher's life.

Want to touch? Still have to figure out a way to fix it.

Forget it, think about it later.

Really annoy me?

Ten years and three months?

I'm sick of it!

It's less than a year's effort for me!

But the cost of transitioning now is too high. Chen Feng is still groping, so he doesn't dare to gamble rashly.

And I can only become an intern of the Xuanwu Academy's foreign affiliated unit, which is a bit desolate, and the visual authority is not too high.

If you really want to save the world, instead of doing all these bells and whistles, you might as well continue to copy dozens of Liang Yuan's songs and forcibly elevate Ou Junlang's status in the art history, so that she will never return Going to Ouhe Group is already a great merit.

As a digression, Liang Yuan's life seems to be very hard, and it still exists in history, but only three masterpieces are missing

In addition, Liang Yuan's achievements in this life have declined slightly, and he has not been able to squeeze into the top 1,000 of the millennium, but he is still a very tiger artist in the 21st century, and he still harassed Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng will definitely send a deep and cordial greeting to Liang Yuan and make his name disappear from the history books.

In this stage of the 21st century, there is no need to copy anything with technological content, and Chen Feng has no good way to turn his attention.

In the 31st century, his current authority can actually find a little bit of dry goods.

These are the technologies that human beings can use today and need to continue to advance, and are widely found in high school and university textbooks.

In the past, when he was a low-income household and a private soldier, he was not qualified to read textbooks. Now he has become a second-class citizen, and finally has the right to study.

But...

He doesn't understand it at all, it just feels like reading a book from heaven.

He can't even understand the concept of various technical terms, let alone sentences composed of countless terms?

He lowered his standards again and read the textbooks for junior high school.

He doesn't believe it anymore, he is in a state of sharp thinking brought about by blood clotting serum...

These are the basic knowledge for engaging in technical work, and he may be able to understand it a little bit.

At least he can recognize these words, and there is a vague concept in his mind.

But...

String theory, superstring theory, positive and negative relativity, detailed explanation of neutrinos, entropy and enthalpy, the principle of fundamental forces in the universe, Oponitz equations, the relationship between artificial intelligence network heuristic thinking and geometric mathematics, quantum The contingency and regularity of low-energy quantum frequency-converted chattering in communication...

Chen Feng slapped his face.

What are these!

I'm flipping through the middle school textbooks!

Are junior high school students a thousand years from now playing like this?

He had been a low-income household with salted fish for three years. He was not qualified, and he didn't even want to think about the nature of this world. He didn't know how terrible the world was.

This time, he was slightly moved, and was ignited by "Bath of Fire", so he wanted to make progress, so he touched this terrifying Pandora's box a little.

Now it seems that the three-year simulation of the five-year college entrance examination is simply weak.

Forget it, let's be honest and be a mortal who can only use it, I don't know why this thing can be used like this.

The world government's classification of populations makes sense.

Those who live without their brains are either low-income households or practical personnel, and don't care about the principle.

Those who live with their brains, even if they are just a grassroots employee related to scientific research or production, have an IQ of 133.233 that Chen Feng can't understand.

"Weiwei, when you say ten years and three months of study time, do you mean no food, no drink, no sleep?"

"Yes, and it has to be 100% perfect focused learning."

"I'm losing."

Chen Feng, who is very self-aware, immediately gave up trying to figure out the technology of this era.

He turned his attention back to the historical evolution of Ouhe Group, intending to continue to push back along this line to understand the changes throughout the millennium.

But a strong sense of tiredness hit him, and he couldn't open his eyelids for a moment.

The sofa was automatically transformed into a bed, and a box was exposed beside it. Two long robotic arms stretched out from below, pulled the quilt inside, and placed it firmly on Chen Feng.

Where he put his head, the sofa is raised a little more, forming a fully wrapped pillow.

There is a hissing metal sound under the bed, and the sofa bed automatically changes to the most ergonomic support curve according to his body curve.

Chen Feng slept soundly.

He had a long nightmare.

In the dream he was roaring.

"Who said that electrons are not discrete random distributions! Relativity is relativity! How can there be anti-relativity! Light is wave-particle duality! Light and particles are both light! Quarks are really the smallest subdivision! No more Divided!"

The mentality is completely broken.

At noon the next day.

Chen Feng woke up on time, not much, not much, just slept for ten hours.

He had too many dreams last night, and he felt a little dizzy in his head.

Chen Feng didn't get up in a hurry, but sat cross-legged on the sofa in a daze, feeling the sofa under him automatically prop up.

He knew what he had dreamed about last night, and his memory was clear.

This "dream within a dream" is truly terrifying.

Well, forget it, as long as you don't have any unrealistic expectations, you'll never be disappointed.

Let's go back and continue to look at the historical data, don't do the Spring and Autumn Dream of becoming a tech giant.

At present this road is a dead end, and we will talk about it later.

Recalling what Wei Wei said about a ten-year, three-month high-intensity study cycle, in terms of time, he would need at least thirty years, and then he would have to go back and forth more than thirty times for a thousand years.

Who can stand it?

Make more money first, continue to raise Ou Junlang, and try to see if you can continue to squeeze the potential of Zhong Lei, isn't it?

It's a pity that the song "Bath of Fire" can't be copied, but it doesn't matter, this time Zhong Lei has other new products.

"Chen Feng, how did you sleep last night?"

As soon as he finished washing up, he ate the warm and nutritious meal delivered by the pipeline, and walked out of the dormitory door. Chen Feng saw Ding Hu's unshaven face and looked at him up close.

Chen Feng took a step back, "Brother Hu, are you not going to lead the team for training?"

Ding Hu shrugged, "I let them run a circle, come back to see your situation. It's okay, nothing happened."

"Are you afraid I won't wake up?"

"Ha~IndoMTL.com~ How can this be. It's Professor Ouyang who asked me to keep an eye on you. Now you are the treasure of all mankind."

Chen Feng shivered, "Don't be so numb, be careful with your liver."

"Grudge..."

This time Ding Hu lost first.

Ding Hu was shocked for a long time by the sound of caution, before he remembered the business and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, "Let's go."

"Where? Regular training?"

Chen Feng wanted to say that he really had no interest in regular recruit training. He had practiced it three times before.

Everyone said that there are only three things to do, and it would be a bit of a breakdown to start over again.

Ding Hu shook his head, "No, considering your special situation, the above has decided to let you directly enter the adaptation training of Qinglongjia, start with theoretical knowledge, and carry out the simulator operation simultaneously."

"That's pretty good!" Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He's really... tired of relying on foresight in the routine training he knows by heart.

The two walked side by side to the depths of the base. Chen Feng played last night's military song "Bathing Fire" and said, "By the way, Brother Hu, I didn't have time to watch it yesterday, and I still didn't find out why "Bathing Fire" became Military song, can you tell me a little bit? Even if it is long, you can keep it short."

Ding Hu sighed, "Okay. Do you know? Actually, "Bathing Fire" can't be called a military song."

"What is that?"

"It is the battle song of all of us."

"Huh?"

"Do you know the Xuanwu Academy?"

Chen Feng's interest suddenly increased, "I know, what is the relationship between the two?"

""Bath of Fire" has become our battle anthem, starting with the predecessor of the Xuanwu Academy. This story is long and sad..."