I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Chen Feng has had countless conjectures about his own age inheritance.

Sometimes he will be optimistic, sometimes he will be pessimistic.

Many scientists have done countless tests for him, but no one can draw firm conclusions.

For galactic humans whose lifespans have been extended to three to five hundred years, or even more than two hundred years short, common methods such as bone age measurement, DNA testing, somatic cell half-life testing, and stem cell division number testing are of little significance.

In the past timeline, when he went to the thirty-first century, he directly inherited another body of Chen Feng, and then transformed and assimilated it.

But in the ninth timeline, he was reshaped on the basis of his corpse.

In addition, in the first eight timelines, he only lived for one year each time, and even if there were discrepancies, it was only a day or two apart.

Compared to the galactic human life span of more than two hundred years, he didn't even care about this mere eight years.

But this time there was an accident.

He inherited his own body, and lived in the form of a physical body for one hundred and four years in the thirty-first century.

Even though his life span is much longer than that of ordinary people, it can be observed with the naked eye that he is indeed "old".

"A lot of things happened this time, right?"

Zhong Lei asked softly.

Chen Feng responded with a smile: "There are many things. We all did a good job."

"I won't ask you the specifics, you have your own plans. You go wash first, and then come for breakfast."

"it is good."

Zhong Lei seemed to know that he needed to be alone. Although he had a lot of things to ask, he hid them in his heart and sent him to wash.

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

When was the last time he looked in the mirror, he can't remember clearly, it's too long.

His hairstyle is exactly the same as before he left, and his face has not changed much, but his brows have an old-fashioned taste.

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

There are faint crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, but if you don't look closely, you can't see it.

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

Given that the average life span of a human being in the galaxy is close to 300 years old, his one hundred and thirty-eight years old is only equivalent to 35 years old in the 21st century.

Now his genetic arousal rate has reached 50%, and he has become a perfect galactic human.

Although there is no life test in the 31st century, Chen Feng speculates based on past experience that he now has a chance to live to be 500 years old.

It's a pity that when he became a perfect galactic human, he was already a little old, and his appearance was frozen at this stage. After another two to three hundred years, his true oldness would gradually appear.

Chen Feng estimates that he still has a life span of about 300 years in this timeline.

He thought it was good.

He looked too young as a "successful person" before, but now he is a bit of a mature man.

To be reasonable, his change is not obvious than before. 99% of people in the world may not be able to see it, but the first person he met after he came back was Zhong Lei, the person next to the pillow. Zhong Lei's observation ability is too keen. .

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

He is carefully analyzing the current situation.

Since the facts have proved that his physical age in the thirty-first century may be inherited, it shows that his initial judgment has made a major mistake.

I don't have thousands of opportunities to squander it.

In the thirty-first century, the closer you are to success, the closer you will lose your distance to true death, so that you will lose the ability to travel through time and space.

But there is a safe way, that is, after each passing, after finishing the explanation that should be explained, he will wipe his neck decisively and die early.

This seems to be a way, but Chen Feng has now realized his importance to mankind in the thirty-first century.

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

In other words, mankind in the thirty-first century must be led by a great leader, that is, he himself.

He has no choice.

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

Maybe it will be the last time next time.

Chen Feng remembered the entanglement in his heart when he wandered the Orion's arm with Xiaofu in the last timeline.

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

In the end, he waited for the countless achievements of Xiaofu, the grand unified formula, and everyone in the shadow galaxy, and also waited for the explosion of science and technology for mankind to set foot in the fourth level of civilization.

So he both lost and won the bet.

Ask him whether he regrets it or not.

His answer is no regrets.

As a daily stud gambler, he had already realized that he would pay the price.

Chen Feng looked in the mirror blankly and thought about it for about ten minutes.

He slowly sorted out his thoughts and made a decision.

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

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

This time, I will become a true perfect leader and do everything to the ultimate extreme.

I will personally create a truly eternal level 4 civilization, and then watch the footprints of mankind set foot on every corner of the fiber web of the universe.

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

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

On the dinner table are things like sandwiches, burgers, breads, and a large pot of rice porridge enough for ten people.

Zhong Lei is not good at cooking, and usually does not touch oily hands.

When the two of them were only in a simple sharing relationship, Chen Feng would also save some living expenses by cooking by herself. Zhong Lei either ordered takeaways or ate outside, and never cooked a meal by herself. It was a bit for her to make a rich Chinese breakfast. It's hard for a strong man.

It was unprecedented for her to get up early and make a simple and rich breakfast.

It is rare for Chen Feng not to eat Hesai, but to taste carefully one bite at a time.

Zhong Lei made him feel a little confused for him like this, "Why? It's not delicious? You can't blame me, I just put the finished product in the oven and microwave, only the rice porridge is made by myself. Rice porridge There should be no problem?"

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 face blushed slightly, "Where did I learn from?"

Chen Feng smiled, "I'm not kidding, serious. I will remember every bit about you. If it wasn't for you this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to the end."

Zhong Lei came with interest, "Really? What did I do? Well, it seems we said that we can't ask more, don't tell me."

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

Zhong Lei said, "You are so numb! I can't stand it. I can't stand it. Who is going to write a love song for you. Pooh!"

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

"Don't tell, don't tell! Don't listen, don't listen!" Zhong Lei covered her ears, but blushed.

There are some things she knows she can do, but when she is outputted by Chen Feng riding her face like this, she is still a little shy.

But after a while, she adjusted, and only gave Chen Feng a white look, "Okay. You pretend to be cold with me. In the thirty-first century, you will stay with your Tang Tianxin for a long time, and you will learn to verbalize. Right?"

Chen Feng was taken aback, shook his head and said, "No. Alas, I'm really not a glib tongue."

With that said, he was a little sad.

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

Chen Feng said, "Yes."

"Sorry, I didn't mean that."

Chen Feng grinned, "It's okay, I'm used to it. I'm really used to it. Since it's a war, there will always be sacrifices. We only need to laugh till the end."

"Then this time... where is your child?"

Chen Feng suddenly thought of Tang Tianxin's two lies again, and suddenly choked with speechlessness.

"Neither did you see it."

Zhong Lei: "Oh. What a pity."

When she said this, she quietly looked down at her abdomen.

She is probably speculating whether she can succeed.

But she had no hope.

It is so difficult for people in the thirty-first century to bear Chen Feng's genes, let alone oneself.

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

Zhong Lei shook her head, "I said, I wanted to open it a long time ago. Maybe the relationship between you, me, and Tang Tianxin seems wrong in the secular concept of people in the 21st century. But I think different times should be There are different attitudes. We should not use the secular concepts of the 21st century to restrain human behavior in the 31st century."

Chen Feng was taken aback, but remembered that during the Thousand Years of Resistance, the Human Resistance Army had taken many measures to increase the birth rate in order to rapidly breed the population.

In those thousand years, most women had no time to get pregnant.

Men are going to fight, and so are women.

However, people are particularly open to the combination and pairing of artificial embryos. When they encounter two people on the road, everyone exchanges data and thinks that their respective talents can complement each other, so they will decisively "make an appointment."

This "an appointment" is not a real one, but an application report at the same time. The Ministry of Population and Reproduction will naturally call a frozen gene bank for matching.

After breakfast, Chen Feng drove Zhong Lei to Mason College.

In another week, she will finish 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, but then received a call from Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei: "Well, you are right."

Chen Feng: "What?"

"I woke up early this morning. I woke up after five o'clock and couldn't sleep, so I..."

"what happened?"

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

Zhong Lei on the other side of the phone blushed.

Chen Feng was taken aback and laughed, "Let me guess what the name of the song is? It's called "The Nth Power of Happiness", right?"

"You shameless!"

"Hahahahaha! Don't tell you about you, or you have to sing it to me again. I won't go to class today, and I will figure out the basic melody and lyrics by myself. You are not allowed to call me until I'm finished."

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

"what's up?"

"Did Lesna teach you how to sing Jodel recently?"

"Do you know this too?"

"In the history of the last timeline, people who have reached the level of you and me have no privacy. Others can't even wait for the color of underwear I wear every day to look out."

"Well, it's scary. It feels weird, but what's the matter with a little smug?"

Chen Feng hesitated, "Then let's try Jodel's singing another day?"

Zhong Lei wondered, "Does it still need to make a deliberate appointment? Wait, aren't you thinking about something weird?"

"you guess."

"Farewell."

After Zhong Lei on the other side finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chen Feng felt a little refreshed.

Before the Galaxy Big Bang, he had lost 99% of his emotions at the time, habitually analyzing the pros and cons with logic, and occasionally remembered the situation after returning.

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

But the facts proved that he was too worried.

I, Chen Feng, is still the old boy who molested the female version of Beethoven or something. It is still fun to be a thief.

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 Chen Feng was finally entrusted with the important task. The fat man had the mentality of being a confidant to die for his confidant.

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

But as soon as he saw the exhausted look of Fatty, he decisively warned him, "Fatty, it's not that I said you. If you go on like this, you will have to lose your life. You have to relax."

Fatty Ou: "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, UU reading www.uukanshu.com don't care about me being disappointed or disappointed. At the beginning, you only sang folk songs all your life, and you didn't go back to misfortune. He Group, you have done a great job. This time, you want to be more motivated, and I support you. But I don’t want you..."

As he spoke, Chen Feng couldn't speak.

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

Chen Feng did not 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 catties and my body fat rate will drop to a healthy target, otherwise you will go back to Hanzhou to sing."

Chen Feng thought about it.

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

The fat man looked bitter, "Don't."

"No rebuttal. It is the leader of human civilization who gave you the order, don't you understand? What is a leader? That is to say whatever the law is. It is proper."

Chen Feng said half seriously and half jokingly.