I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Chen Feng had already anticipated Mengying's reaction.

In a sense, the book "Feng Lei" is indeed "vilifying" his image.

The world regards the sage Chen Feng as a saint-like totem and the insurmountable peak of human wisdom from ancient times to the present. He is a god-like existence.

But if his great contribution is what he "stole" from dreams, although this does not undermine his achievements, nor can it deny his efforts, his talent has slipped from a god to a human being, no longer so high-altitude, but more down-to-earth. Qi, more people-friendly.

But most people in the world cannot accept this.

Since Yu Mengying's research on "The Crisis of the Compound Eyes" is so profound, there is no doubt that she must be my... die-hard fan.

It's okay to be angry.

Chen Feng put his hand down and said, "Don't be impatient. That's why I say that the author of this book only knows part of it, but not the other part. Have you ever thought that the so-called dreams of the sage Chen Feng are actually parallel What about the world a thousand years from now?”

Yu Mengying: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Chen Feng played a trick here to avoid getting into the dilemma of proving himself.

This time everyone's ideas are so deeply ingrained, and there is no battlefield for him to show off his skills. He is really too lazy to engage in logical reasoning with the world, so it will be a matter of course to torture him to death.

"Think about it again, what if the movies and games of "Feng Lei" and "Crisis of the Multi-Eye" were all combined together? Do you think the logic of this story is smooth?"

Yu Mengying thought for a long time, "You mean, the sage did not dream, but really went to the future after the parallel world, and then obtained that knowledge, and then denied it in the 21st century? And the sage really experienced the end of destruction. ? And according to what "Feng Lei" said, he tried five times?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "You understand."

"No...no...impossible, you are kidding. Even if you use parallel time and space to circumvent the time paradox, parallel time and space does not exist."

Chen Feng asked, "Can science be falsified? Can it be said conclusively that parallel time and space does not exist?"

Yu Mengying: "But it doesn't prove the existence of parallel time and space!"

"Okay, then let's assume that this story is not true. But since others can write "Feng Lei" to depict the life of the sage, why can't we create another one that not only fits the background of "Feng Lei" but also reverses the sage's life? What about the new story of the image?”

"Think about it, an ordinary person keeps going to the end of the world, keeps fighting and dying, and then returns to the 21st century, trying to use his own efforts to change the tragedy of destruction in parallel time and space. Even if his talent is no longer so amazing , but is his unyielding spirit of struggle more worthy of praise? So has the pessimism conveyed in your story found another carrier?"

"The sages in the story are all unfortunately like that, but he can still bear it. Should we learn more from his spirit instead of worshiping his talent? Can such a story save some people who have fallen into the Lost City? People? Can we also awaken more people in the external environment who are willing to accept their fate and just want to be a screw?"

Chen Feng crackled and talked a lot.

Yu Mengying fell silent and stared at Chen Feng for a long time.

For a moment, she felt that Chen Feng was talking about himself.

Tens of thousands of people in the God of War Research Institute had the same opinion.

Although Chen Feng was telling someone else's story, his tone of voice, heartbeat, micro-expressions, and blood circulation all seemed to be explaining another sentence.

"I am him."

These words were not spoken by Chen Feng himself, but were read by others from him.

The taste is different.

Chen Feng played a trick here.

If the same thing is said directly from other people's mouth, it may be difficult to win people's trust.

But if you realize it yourself, a simple yet complex process of self-persuasion begins.

Yu Mengying was tired of playing charades with Chen Feng in order to cooperate with the God of War plan, and asked directly: "So, Captain Chen, what do you mean? What do you want to express?"

Chen Feng smiled and asked, "You have always been immersed in the wisdom of the universe that you have gained and written stories. Now I share the wisdom of the universe that I have gained with you. Then we will tell a good story again. According to what I said, start again Create a story that meets the needs of the times, can not only analyze the enemy, but also inspire people, and can also turn the deified sage Chen Feng into a mortal with broader learning significance."

"It is meaningless to deify great men. Deification means detachment and non-replicability. People will always be human and cannot imitate gods. But great people do not want to be worshiped by future generations. Instead, they only hope that they can be learned by future generations. To become a descendant Examples for people to follow are the greatest contributions a great man can make to civilization after his death.”

"When later generations build huge statues in every city to put the ancient great man on the altar and distinguish him from his people, it has actually deviated from the original intention of the great man. Therefore, we should not explore whether the story is true or not. , that’s not important. Didn’t you say it yourself? We are just storytellers. We think our stories are useful to the times, and we don’t have to care about whether they are true or false.”

Yu Mengying secretly swallowed her saliva.

He means it.

He really wants to bring the sage down from the altar!

Yu Mengying never thought that someone in the world would say such deviant words.

If it were another time and another person, she would have called the police on the spot and quickly caught this person and sent him to a military court.

But it just so happened that Chen Feng had the same name and the same face as the sage. He was even selected by the God of War Project as the successor to the mission who was most likely to become the second sage.

"But...but this may cause unknown consequences and even cause huge riots."

Yu Mengying was shaken and said slowly.

Chen Feng suddenly became angry, "What a joke! He has been dead for nine hundred years! What's the point of blindly worshiping a long-dead god! No matter how many statues we build for him, his statue will jump up and help us chop down the invaders. Is it useful to visit his museum every day?"

"If human civilization wants to take control of its own destiny and break through the cage of the universe, it should not count on the ancient gods from thousands of years ago. What it can count on are all the warriors who are still training day and night today, and all the scientific researchers who are working hard to achieve great success. All workers fighting at their respective work stations!”

"If there must be a miracle to save mankind, it must not be Chen Feng thousands of years ago, but the entire civilization composed of everyone alive today. Only the power of all mankind is the real divine power!"

"When the war breaks out, it is not the ancient gods who rush to fight, but us warriors! And all the compatriots who work for the warriors! What is the riot? What is the unplugging of the worship of gods? What I want is to tell you clearly Everyone, if humans want to worship, they should worship themselves who have struggled all their lives like the sage Chen Feng!"

Ding!

Yu Mengying received an evaluation on the execution of the God of War Project.

SSS level!

The staff of Ares Research Institute burst into tears.

Although Captain Chen Feng's words were extremely deviant, in a sense, he had awakened.

This is the sense of leadership that everyone wants.

No one could have imagined that the Ares plan would be executed so smoothly.

In just one day, Captain Chen Feng found a way to ignite people's hearts and raise the fighting spirit of civilization to the next stage.

Pull the god-like sage down from the altar!

Use the thinking of advocating people instead of looking up to God!

It turns out we were really wrong.

He did get a hint from the sage.

Is this what the sage expected before he died?

Another hope arose in the minds of the staff at the God of War Research Institute.

Although he is not the reincarnation of a sage, it would be great if he could really receive the deeper blessings of the wisdom of the universe he claims to have!

Three days later, Chen Feng, who had an extended vacation, appeared on the outskirts of Lost City No. 1 with Yu Mengying and his team.

As the first lost city to be established, No. 1 is the largest, covering an area of ​​about 300 square kilometers, and a total of 17 million people have settled here.

From the outside, this lost city looks no different from an ordinary city, with tall buildings and a strong sense of modern technology.

However, there are far fewer pedestrians passing through the city than in ordinary cities, and it looks a bit deserted and lonely.

Yu Mengying: "Captain Chen, when you go in later, be careful not to talk to others easily."

"Why?"

"The people in this city... are a bit evil."

Chen Feng: "Oh? You say that? Aren't there many people who fell in after watching your show?"

"My works are only for guidance, and my original intention is positive, but everyone's point of view on things will always be different, and how their thinking will develop afterwards is beyond my control. I actually don't want to send anyone in. "

Chen Feng smiled and said, "The diversity of people's hearts is not that mysterious."

A group of about a hundred people entered the city and met many people along the way.

These people don't look scary, they are even ordinary, they all have smiles and they don't have anything to do all day long.

Some people still hold portable industrial control remote terminals in their hands to monitor and debug some artificial intelligence parameters on the assembly line at any time.

There is also a stereoscopic projection in front of someone that is continuously broadcasting various complex formulas. His fingers and sight are changing rapidly, and the knowledge points in front of him are being digested.

Chen Feng only glanced at it and exclaimed inwardly that he must be a doctor.

There are quite a few people like this.

After staying at the hotel, Chen Feng wondered: "It's said to be a lost city, but why do I think these people are quite motivated?"

Yu Mengying: "That's because it's still daytime. You'll know when the sun sets."

Chen Feng didn't believe in evil, so he ran out alone.

He came to the park in the middle of the street that he had just passed by. The gray-haired doctor from before was still there.

Chen Feng leaned over and said, "Hello."

The white-haired doctor raised his head and smiled at him, "Hello."

After finishing speaking, the man immediately returned his gaze to the projection in front of him.

Chen Feng glanced around and found that the academic treatise in front of him seemed familiar.

It turned out to be a deduction about the method of activating particle bombs. The deduction has reached the stage of special frequency fluctuations. However, the specific wave frequency and details have not been calculated yet, but the overall direction is correct.

Short tone, ultra-high frequency, ultra-short wavelength...

The calculated wave frequency changes have shown clear patterns, and they seem to go in the same direction as the sounds in Chen Feng's memory.

Chen Feng felt very gratified that people in this era could achieve this.

But he was very helpless. With the overclocking sound in his mind, he knew very well that no matter how hard or talented the doctor in front of him was, he would never succeed.

Because the details of overfrequency short sounds are actually not regular at all. No matter how complicated human rules are, they are always in the wrong direction from the beginning.

"What are you doing?"

"Friend, don't disturb me. I'm just one step away from success."

The researcher looked back at Chen Feng and said firmly.

"Ah, okay."

Chen Feng stood up and left.

He then briefly communicated with many people.

When we first started chatting, these people seemed normal, but once the difficulties that trapped them were involved, these people would become extremely stubborn inexplicably.

Chen Feng returned to the hotel without finding anything.

Now he understood what Yu Mengying meant by evil nature.

After chatting for a while, it seemed as if he himself was getting into trouble.

It was getting late, the sun was setting, and the makeshift theater outside was about to be completed.

Chen Feng had dinner in his room, walked out, and bumped into Yu Mengying on the balcony, looking at the sunset.

She turned back and smiled, "It's about to begin."

She just finished speaking.

The sun suddenly set.

The next second, indescribable cries resounded in the Lost City.

This coincident rumbling sound was like muffled thunder, one after another, continuous, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

Many people rushed to the street like crazy, and started fighting each other when they met. The attacks were very ruthless.

White healing robots swarmed out of the sky, putting out fires everywhere.

The urban atmosphere that seemed ordinary during the day suddenly turned into a torn and terrifying painting.

Yu Mengying said: "It happens every day when it gets dark. After a day of work with no sense of achievement, they have to cry and fight like this to vent their depression."

Chen Feng was silent for a long time.

He did not despise these people.

Take the scholar who studies overfrequency short tones as an example. He claims that he is only one step away from success, but in fact he knows very well that there is no hope.

It's just that this is his lifelong ambition and he refuses to give up.

Perhaps in this person's mind, giving up now means denying the value of his life.

The situation of other people is similar, and each has its own dilemma.

Chen Feng began to think about why these people became like this.

At half past seven in the night, the crying stopped one after another and the fighting gradually ceased. After releasing their inhibitions, the residents of the Lost City returned to their respective lives.

At eight o'clock at night, he was the only one left in the hotel. Everyone else went to the makeshift theater.

The performance team has its own security system, so there is no need for an elite soldier like Chen Feng to come forward.

One after another, people walked out of their rooms and flew to the outskirts of the city. Many people also shuttled over from other lost cities.

Among the people, Yu Mengying's popularity is still very high.

Chen Feng didn't go out. He lay in the room thinking. He wanted to find the root cause of these people falling into the Lost City.

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