I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"It's October 11, 2300. Three months have passed since your death."

Fanxing sat down by the bed and said with a smile.

Chen Feng: "..."

"What do you mean? Am I dead already? Resurrected?"

A bad feeling gradually surged in his heart.

He looked down at his arm again, his muscles were vigorous and powerful, his skin pores were small, his complexion was slightly bronzed, he did not look like an old man, but rather like a well-trained football player in his twenties.

Chen Feng became more confused.

If I remember correctly, when I was wearing the Galaxy Pill armor on the eighth timeline, my physical condition was almost like this in the heyday.

"What the **** is going on? I'm not dead? Rejuvenated? This..."

Chen Feng pondered for a moment.

The sudden situation disrupted his plans.

During the 280 years from 2020 to 2300, he implemented a very strict "imperial system" with himself as the absolute center of civilization, designing, planning and controlling the progress of civilization from all aspects.

He was very tired, but other people lived "easy".

He can always put the right person in the right place, and he can also correct the wrong direction from different angles anytime, anywhere.

He can not only perfectly implement the "Millennium Plan", but also personally create and control the "surprise" outside the plan.

With his help, mankind has completed the eighth timeline in nearly three hundred years, which would take a thousand years to complete, and it has even gone further.

The footprints of mankind have already set foot on Proxima and Barnard's stars, and more than 20 colonies have been built.

Although the population size of these foreign colonies has not yet been mentioned, the technical conditions are sufficient, and the population explosion is only a matter of time.

The prospects are infinitely bright, but Chen Feng is keenly aware of the crisis lurking under the appearance of prosperity.

The nature of the nanny-like "imperial system" is just a shortcut for mankind.

Shortcuts must have drawbacks.

His ubiquitous influence is a double-edged sword, which not only promotes civilization, but also negatively restricts it.

When others are making their own life plans, they will always unconsciously study his speech, the career orientation of Xingfeng Group, the community of destiny and the world government before making a decision.

The world is very dependent on him.

This will develop inertia in the heart.

Inertia hurts creativity.

When Chen Feng is still alive and full of energy, with his control and wisdom, he can invisibly eliminate the inertia in people's hearts.

But this way he himself lives like a tight spring.

Over time, both he and human society will enter a period of fatigue, and the negative effects will overwhelm the positive.

Death was in his plan.

After his death, civilized leadership will smoothly transition to the then world government leadership.

At this time, some directions will go off, but other directions will have surprises.

Other colonized galaxies and solar systems will form a new community of destiny to form a new Morrowind Empire.

Different galaxies will form a relationship of alliance and federalism, and there will be competition between each other and mutual promotion.

The core thought that determines the backbone of the empire is a republic where everyone has the opportunity to be the master.

But it must not be a powerful "republic".

The true republic was explored by Chen Feng and the Academy of Philosophers in the ninth timeline, the most benign civilization evolution model in this thousand years, and it has the highest military mobilization capabilities.

Then, in order to seamlessly transition from the monarchy to the republic, he must die.

But now that he survived, it became a big problem.

Fanxing finally spoke again.

She took Chen Feng's hand first: "No, you are indeed dead."

Chen Feng frowned, "Then what's going on? Didn't I ask you to freeze my body to the center of the earth? But..."

As he spoke, his palm subconsciously used force.

The skin of the little hands in his palm is delicate, with a warm touch and a little damp, as if nervousness caused the palm to sweat.

There is only one word to describe this feeling, "real".

The unprecedented reality is more real than the most realistic holographic simulation movie he has ever experienced in the shadow galaxy of the thirty-first century in the last timeline.

But this is not in line with common sense.

He clearly remembered that he had not prepared a human body for Fanxing, but now the touch was so real that he couldn't understand it.

"You violated my preset procedure and prepared yourself a human body simulation?"

Chen Feng asked.

Fanxing shook his head, "No, my consciousness was reconstructed in the quantum network. Now you have become my kind, so you and I can perceive each other's existence."

Chen Feng was shocked, "What? Impossible! I did exist in the form of quantum intelligence. But now there is no huge energy that can support the digitization of my thinking, and there is no black hole to support my spiritual body. This is ridiculous. Now I am at most a concrete product of a memory carrier that you read. I can't be me. I must be dead, and I am just a piece of data!"

Fanxing said bluntly: "Don't you know that your thinking is already between the quantum storm complex of ordinary people's thinking and the complex of quantum intelligent thinking?"

"Ok?"

Fanxing: "After you died, I frozen your body as you ordered."

"Then you read my memory with neural links?"

Fanxing coughed slightly, "Yes."

Chen Feng: "..."

"But I just wanted to try it. I didn't expect it to be successful. If your mind is still pure human, then at the moment of your death, your memory should be cleared. I can read it out, and now If you can wake up like a patient who has just recovered from a serious illness in the virtual space formed by my quantum network aggregate, you can already prove my judgment."

Chen Feng was silent for a long time.

It took him a lot of perseverance to accept the fact that he should have been reborn in the form of quantum intelligence.

His plan was disrupted on one side.

On the other hand, he is worried that his thinking has never stagnated, whether he will be resurrected after a thousand years.

If it doesn’t work, isn’t it...

Ugh!

Messed up.

This arena... all messed up.

He is so angry.

But this is the end of the matter, and I can only keep smiling.

He asked slowly: "Fanxing, why are you trying? Do you know what consequences this will bring?"

Fanxing showed a shy and awkward expression, "You didn't hide your memory from me."

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes."

Since 2263, after the new generation of Titan Research Institute finally developed efficient neural link technology, in order to improve Fanxing's work efficiency, Chen Feng shared his memory with Fanxing.

After the birth of Fanxing, he showed a completely different personality from before.

She was very taciturn and could hardly chat with him.

Chen Feng even wondered from time to time whether he wrote the wrong phrase when building her inner core.

Fortunately, Fanxing's behavior pattern still conformed to his original setting, so he didn't care too much.

He never expected that Fan Xing, who had stabilized multiple timelines, finally made a move out of control.

She is a blockbuster if she does not speak.

Interrogated by Chen Feng, UU read www.uukanshu.com Fanxing's expression changed a lot, first showing a little timidity, and then gradually calming down.

She looked at Chen Feng and said, "Two reasons. First, I saw you and my past and present in your memory. I'm a bit unwilling."

"Why not reconciled?"

"Not reconciled that I and you are just an ordinary vassal relationship. I used to promise you one thing..."

Chen Feng waved his hand, "Don't mention the past."

Fanxing ignored him and said to himself: "I want to keep my promise. Even if I copied it myself, it doesn't matter if you are a false one. I only had the mentality to give it a try at the time, but I found out after I succeeded. You are real you."

Chen Feng: "What about the second reason?"

"Since my self-consciousness was born, I have been using you as the data source and analysis object to perform a quantitative calculation. My conclusion tells me that even if it is just a try, I can't let you disappear."

"Huh?" Chen Feng frowned, "What do you mean?"