Chapter 415: I failed?

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After a long time, Chen Feng turned his head to look at the intimate lover sleeping on the pillow by the moonlight.
There was some emptying in his head, and many thoughts were boiling.
He recalled the uncontrolled circulation.
Since the two met each other, from misunderstanding and suspicion to being dependent on each other, and then to admiring each other, to Chen Feng's self-satisfaction, Zhong Lei's love is deeper, and then Chen Feng finally showdown and frankly, he wanted to be a farewell, but it was deeper and deeper. Bit by bit emerged from the bottom of his heart, and then engulfed his mind.
Obviously now they are very familiar with each other, but Chen Feng still remembers in his mind that he had just recognized Zhong Lei and found that she is the Beethoven in the next millennium.
At that time, Chen Feng didn't dare to expect too much, just thinking that even if he became an ordinary friend, he would be satisfied by saying two more words.
He had thought that he would have finished his life in just nine months, had seen countless life and death, and the whole person was reborn, and now he finally managed to make the even more amazing "female version of Beethoven".
Obviously it has become a fact, but he still seems to be indifferent, can't believe it.
It's like a dream, there are sweet and bitter in this big dream, and there are also happiness and satisfaction. Chen Feng knows that it is a dream, but he doesn't want to wake up, nor can he wake up.
He still occasionally fantasizes, if there is no crisis, everything will continue to pass indifferently, and then he will always look up to Zhong Lei in the ordinary, and sometimes self-pity and lament why he did not talk to each other when he was a neighbor. Improve the relationship.
This fate may be sad to oneself, but it is also difficult to tell the good or bad of civilization.
Chen Feng took another peek at Zhong Lei, then buried his face silently in the pillow.
He didn't know whether he was ashamed or excited at this time, maybe he had a heavy sense of responsibility.
This was the long time he had fallen asleep next to him when he first crossed.
Ugh.
Time to fall asleep, I hope I can do better this time.
for sure!
The next day, in the early morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes confusedly.
The furnishings in the room are still familiar.
Sixteen woolen trousers that were shaken down to the ground with the quilt last night when they were in love, stacked neatly on the bedside table.
Chen Feng rubbed his eyes and sat upright, looking around.
This is indeed the master bedroom of the villa.
Ok?
About five seconds later, he realized something, his pupils suddenly widened, his face became distorted, and he was panicked and confused.
Chen Feng's teeth were crunching.
Finished... finished!
I didn't pass!
The crossing failed!
What... what should I do?
Did we win this time?
My mission is over?
The finale?
How is Tang Tianxin?
How is everyone?
Has mankind rushed out of the solar system?
Is it really... finished?
Compound Eye Civilization is so powerful, did I really do so well this time, successfully destroying the fleet of Compound Eye Civilization in the galaxy?
Will the mother star of the compound eye civilization in the Virgo local galaxy group send a new larger and more advanced fleet?
What is the next step in the super-order civilization to create a solar dome and an electronic black hole?
How did we fight this battle?
How did you win?
Or do we actually lose?
Just the energy that supports me to travel through time and space is exhausted?
...
Ten thousand made him anxious all the time, but he said that the problem of not cleaning up and chaos arises one by one in his heart.
These seemingly simple, but often related to the survival of tens of billions of lives, and the existence of the entire civilization continues to hit his mind.
Gradually, Chen Feng's face was ashamed and his head was clasped in both hands, which was extremely annoying and frightening.
He had long worried that there would be such a day.
That is, he suddenly lost his ability to travel through time and space, and then he does not know what will happen next, so he can only hand over the future to his destiny.
Yes, I have arranged for the next life, and I have the inexhaustible wealth potential. I am destined to become the richest man in the world and the most admired science and The double leader of art, this time may also become an invisible gangster in politics.
But does this make sense?
Who is not a cup of loess after all?
What I want is not the present, but the future!
Asshole, why did you give up on me?
Give me a few more chances, maybe I will succeed!
I know that if we travel through time and space, if we copy the universe, this energy consumption is very large, beyond my imagination, then should I lower the requirements?
Give me another chance, even one time!
Don't give up on us with such a disagreement!
Humans... have really worked hard!
This is not fair!
Unconsciously, Chen Feng clenched his fists, his eyes flushed.
Emotions told him that he could not give up on this, but reason told him that it was impossible.
I haven’t done enough, far enough.
This time humans may not even be able to complete the planting of warships, nor can they find a way to crack the link of the prism grid, the shield of the energy field and the super-strong materials.
It will still be defeated.
How to do?
In addition, there is a sense of reason talking to him.
Give up, it's a thousand years later.
By that time, his tombstone had already been yellowed and weathered, and he had already died for a hundred years.
Even if human beings perish, what will it do to me?
But in his mind, he couldn't help but put up names one by one.
Tang Tianxin, Lin Bu, Ding Hu, Ou Qinglan, Dong Shan, Ouyang Zhenghua, Sergei, Lai Wenming...
These people firmly link his heart to the future, and can no longer be separated.
He is no longer a pure 21st-century person. He will be more desperate, more frightened, more nervous and self-blaming than any of the respondents in the Oxford questionnaire.
The end of others is an assumption, and his end is true.
He can't do anything that is unrelated to his indifference, so he will feel pain.
He always thinks that so many people, generation after generation of struggle and endeavor, still have to face the end of being completely cut off to life.
All will die, all will die, all will be ruthlessly erased the traces that once existed.
Obviously we have worked so hard.
But our enemies are too strong and too strong. Behind the enemies there is an unimaginable strength.
I... what should I do?
Sorry, really sorry, I let everyone down.
This time... I failed to cross!
Sometimes the memory is too good to forget, but it is also a kind of great sadness.
The essence of the so-called forgetting need not be repeated, but the meaning of forgetting to people is not only the loss of certain memories, but also the ability of humans to protect themselves.
The most easily forgotten thing, the most unstable quantum spiral structure in the human brain, is what causes pain to people.
Under the imperceptible impact of emotional needs, these painful quantum spirals that form memories will continue to be impacted and collapse at a faster rate.
However, Chen Feng's memory is getting stronger and stronger during the process of increasing genetic awakening, and his forgotten talent is getting weaker and weaker.
He will remember good things, as well as painful feelings.
Chen Feng can clearly perceive that as the degree of gene arousal continues to increase, in addition to physical changes, the human brain's memory, logical analysis ability, and thinking acumen are constantly improving, and his ability to perceive pain and happiness, It is also continuing to improve.
However, pain will always be more profound in memory. Most people recall the pictures of sadness and anger when they recall childhood.
Happy memories will always be particularly short-lived.
Therefore, as memory improves, the emotional shock caused by pain will become stronger and stronger.
To face this increasingly intense emotional impact, human demand for willpower is also invisiblely rising.
Willpower is a very mysterious thing.
Will will often change with people's knowledge, knowledge, and experiences, and it will also be based on the current world view and the historical precipitation passed down from the entire civilization.
Chen Feng gradually understood one thing.
No wonder that the human genetic awakening in the 21st century can only reach 25%.
This is clearly an instinct for biological self-protection.
When unable to bear its weight, human beings are not equipped with such capabilities.
Weak populations have too strong thinking abilities in advance, which does not necessarily bring a better future.
Large-scale psychological collapse is more likely to occur in the population, which may lead to the collapse of civilization.
Suppose that at this time there is a second 21st century "indigenous" who has the same arousal and thinking ability, let alone make some achievements, I am afraid that the pain of hoarding the super memory in the heart will make this person instant The mind collapses and becomes a lunatic.
Chen Feng was able to take it because he went to the future many times before he slowly grew up, or maybe he himself was somewhat talented in tolerance.
But people with strong willpower also need time to dispel negative emotions. It is impossible to deceive oneself and say that I am fine, and it is really fine.
At this time, Chen Feng could no longer control his mind, and his hands clasped his head, rubbing his hair.
He was in the unspeakable loss and sadness.
He turned over his notebook full of "Five-hundred-Year Plan" and looked at the handwriting on the back of the three-pointed penetrating.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, the war between heaven and man in his mind, continuous deduction, continuous calculation, trying to deceive himself to reach a conclusion, he wanted to deceive himself, he had to say to himself, as long as the "five hundred years plan" is strictly implemented, he will be able to success.
However, after a long time, he threw the notebook forward violently.
Snapped!
The thick book hit the big screen TV in front.
Chen Feng looked up at the sky, his hands trembling with helplessness.
Impossible, lose.
I can't lie to myself.
Blame me, if I work harder and work harder, maybe I succeed?
I haven't done enough.
I... I am a sinner!
His eyes were sore, and his heart couldn't express the grief.
He always involuntarily imagined the scene of human defeat and extinction after thousands of years.
At this time, the bedroom door was opened, and Zhong Lei, who was wearing men's pajamas, came in.
She didn't see Chen Feng for the moment, but whispered something in her mouth.
Then she looked up again, and she saw Chen Feng, whose face was as gray as a sheep's seizure, startled and rushed up, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Feng's dead fish eyes slowly turned to Zhong Lei's face.
Looking at her concerned eyes, Chen Feng's eyes gradually recovered.
He took a deep breath and slowly said in a sad tone that others could not understand: "Zhong Lei, I failed, I failed to cross. I didn't pass. I lost the ability to travel through time and space to change the future. I... we lost . After a thousand years, humanity will cease to exist."
Looking at Chen Feng's rare and extremely decayed appearance, Zhong Lei froze for a long time.
Then she slowly sat down by the bed, took Chen Feng's hand, and rubbed her fingertips gently in his palm. "Don't we think about this matter yesterday?"
"Ok?"
"Aren't you sloppy? We are the part left behind! The future you are still waiting for us to create a better present for him! Why do you know that you have lost the ability to cross, not that we were left behind? ? Do you have evidence? Why don't you think in a good direction if there is no evidence to prove? What are you thinking?"
Chen Fengmeng was shocked and stunned.
The two looked at each other for five minutes.
He scratched his head awkwardly, "Yes. Is it possible?"
Zhong Lei photographed his head, "It's not possible, but it must be so. We must believe this way, and we must tell ourselves this way!"
"Ha...hahaha...yeah yes."
Chen Feng awakened to something.
No wonder in the previous timeline, each time after the crossing occurred, there will be a period of dormancy, not showing up, dealing with people, or even doing things, and it seems to be very salty.
He really didn't take it seriously at the time and didn't think there was a big problem.
In the past, every time he read the history books, the perspective spanned thousands of years, and even his "short" life in the past was always a hundred years.
In such a long time span, the window period of one or two months is really unremarkable.
Looking back from the perspective of historical data, even though Chen Feng himself didn't show his head during this period, he planned to change things, but he still behind the scenes, so he didn't think about it carefully, and he couldn't tell the difference.
Now Chen Feng understands.
In fact, this period of time is his own downturn.
Such pain and panic will be experienced every time.
You must complete the psychological construction and tell yourself that there is a possibility in this line, so that you can adjust and return to work.
If Zhong Lei is not around today, Chen Feng feels that with his own personality, he will probably choose to hide, and then gradually recover, and slowly come out from the horn of the horn, through continuous self-encouragement and spiritual suggestion, choose self-paralysis, to believe in the second It is a better possibility that we can fight along the established guidelines with great willpower for life.
This process is easy to say, but how many negative emotions there are, how many psychological twists and turns, how many times are struggling in the quagmire of despair, Chen Feng can only speculate and imagine, it is difficult to describe.
He grinned suddenly, holding Zhong Lei's hand in turn, "Fortunately I have you this time."
Zhong Lei: "Well. It should be."
"Nice to have you."
After a moment of silence, Zhong Lei suddenly grinned, "But from now on, both of us are destined to disappear, false people."
Chen Feng was stunned, and then smiled, "Hah, okay, but that's not important."
"Yes, it doesn't matter. What matters is how much of us two false people can leave the wealth of civilization for the future and the reality of the future."
"Well, cheer up and work."
Chen Feng chatted with Zhong Lei for another moment, and after having a busy breakfast together, he drove her to Mason College in person.
Yes, Zhong Lei lied last night.
She did not ask for leave.
Chen Feng watched Zhong Lei step into the door of Mason College.
She turned back when she was about to walk into the corridor.
The two waved their hands across a long distance.
Chen Feng turned and got on the car, ready to drive away.
Zhong Lei called him again.
"Actually, I conceived a new song in the morning. I will not have class today. I will get the lyrics and basic melody first."
"What song is it?"
"Happy Nth power."
"Hey, a tacky song title."
"Happiness is a very tacky thing, chai rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar."
Chen Feng smiled, "But I believe this song will definitely be very special."
"Of course. By the way, I recently learned about Yodel singing again, and I will let you hear it next time."
"Ah? Sing into the song?"
"No."
"When will you listen?"
"you guess."
Then Zhong Lei hung up the phone.
Chen Feng scratched his head for a moment, but smirked for a while, and continued to drive.
Life must continue, the future is still unknown.
Everyone must struggle on their own way.
Chen Feng is going to the headquarters of the North American branch.
He remembered Ou Fat in his mind.
Fat guys will definitely be busy looking at reports to get acquainted with the business.
Just when yesterday arrived, the fat man had already registered for the MBA program at the University of California, Berkeley in advance.
In fact, the fat man already has an MBA certificate, but he is going to study again, to make up for the mistakes he made in the past.
Recently, fat people have developed a bad mantra recently.
"Master, I must not let you down, nor let my dad, my daughter-in-law and my babies!"
Chen Feng does not like the mantra of fat people.
He has different views.
The fat man reminded him of the cocoon of thinking in the thirty-first century in the last timeline.
Chen Feng also reflected that there is one of the biggest problems in people's outlook on life in the last timeline.
At that time, people struggled and worked not for themselves, but for the recognition of others.
The scope of this other person is very large, including family members, relatives, friends, teachers, colleagues, anyone in the whole society, as well as the ancients who are "under the hood.
Take the Galaxy Warriors as an example. When most people become Galaxy Warriors, they want to make the family glorious and the community to have a higher social status.
When he returned to the capital of the Shu region, he felt particularly deep. Those family members and relatives at that time praised him for his various expectations, but also for his achievements and honor.
At the same time, some other family juniors are always eager to get his approval, but the family friendship is very light The soldiers are ashamed.
Time continues to go back in time. Since 2500, the core belief that supports the world has become to prevent the efforts of Xianzhe Chen Feng to be in vain and disappoint the predecessors and martyrs.
On the surface, this is a good habit and a shortcut to gain a firm will, but a shortcut will inevitably pay a price.
The price is that later people artificially constructed a thinking cocoon room.
Chen Feng now thinks this is wrong.
Human belief support should not be based on the recognition of others.
The essence of this outlook on life is vanity, and it is also an integral part of the core framework of the thinking cocoon room.
The motivation for human struggle should be based more on self-driving.
Belief should be self-realization of life value.
Internal source power is stronger, longer lasting and stable than external source power.