Chapter 542: Death is life

Productivity is the foundation of everything.
The level of productivity is determined by technology and the mental state of the "most people".
The so-called mental state is actually a collection of contemporary people's thoughts.
Art, on the other hand, is a derivative embodiment of a collection of technology, productivity and ideas.
Art is the product of the times, but it is beyond the shackles of the times.
Good art can lead civilization forward.
In 2206, after the end of the new Human Leadership Conference, Chen Feng ordered to go down. Mankind's footsteps have already gone beyond the solar system. He believed that since the leadership of the foreign colony will not be able to return to the earth for meetings in the future, the future meetings will be changed. Success is held online using the quantum network.
Inside the solar system, a real-world meeting is held every ten years. The main purpose is to convey the spirit. At the same time, he will examine the situation of some people face to face and promote some important positions.
Now Chen Feng has a rich life experience and has seen countless people's birth, old age, illness and death, and his understanding of human nature has reached an unimaginable depth.
Even the natural-born actor has nowhere to hide in front of him.
Over the years, he has not only played a kind, old man.
Although most people are trustworthy, there will always be more people who cannot control the dark side of their hearts.
These people are not satisfied with social recognition in the ordinary sense, and they want to dominate the lives of others like Chen Feng.
If only the strong dominate the weak, Chen Feng wouldn't say anything.
But there are always people who take risks, break the rules, ignore the laws, and harm innocent people.
At this time, the Quantum Comprehensive Monitoring Network that Chen Feng personally established will be effective.
He personally ordered the arrest and processing of 8,000 people from less than 10,000.
In order to prevent the civilized system from moving towards an absolute military regime that stifles creativity, he personally controls the surveillance network.
After he died, he would bury this surveillance network in the dust of history and order the successor to not use it.
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Unknowingly, time went to 2245, when Chen Feng still had 55 years of lifespan left.
Humans have established colonies in galaxies close to the solar system, such as Centaurus.
In the last timeline, the Salvation Society had implemented a peace plan at this point in time to eliminate some stubborn laggards.
This time, Chen Feng has already implemented it.
According to the prediction of the "Millennium Plan", the population of the group of people that Chen Feng sent to Australia at the beginning should have almost lost its population by around 2245.
However, there is no need for a well-being plan now.
Zhong Lei's efforts saved the fallen and brought new changes to Chen Feng.
For more than fifty years, it was just a flick of a finger.
Time has reached 2300 years, and Chen Feng is finally about to reach the end of his life.
He made a slightly wrong judgment.
He thought he still had a life span of about three hundred years.
It now appears that after two hundred and eighty years, he has reached the limit and cannot be violated.
It may be that he was too tired and too hard to live in these years, even the perfect galactic humans could not withstand such a squeeze.
It may also be that his estimation of his lifespan was still too sloppy and not accurate enough.
Who knows?
that's not important.
The amazing thing is that Chen Feng has clearly sensed the boundaries of his life, but he still looks only middle-aged.
He was still young, but he knew he was dying.
In recent months, his invincible memory, which was almost equivalent to burning a CD, has gradually faded.
He would suddenly forget many things, and his memory became increasingly blurred.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is dim-eyed.
After all, he lived four hundred years old.
As the longest-lived person in ten timelines, he lived too long.
His brain has been running around the clock with high intensity for more than four hundred years, even if it is a machine, it should be aging.
This afternoon, he quietly lay on the beach chair in the other courtyard of Hanzhou.
The sky is golden at sunset.
The elm trees in the courtyard shook their branches in the autumn wind.
Pieces of golden leaves fell like golden snowflakes.
Outside the fence of Chen Feng's other courtyard, millions of people stood densely.
The expression on everyone's face was very sad, with a hint of confusion.
2500 years away, there are still two hundred years.
The next two hundred years are particularly important.
But mankind has lost the leader who has led the way and lit the beacon for the world.
No matter how great a person is, he cannot match time.
How to take the next road, humans have to rely on themselves.
At this time, Chen Feng still did not clearly tell the world that he would be resurrected, and he even deliberately hid it.
Because he doesn't want so many "Chen Feng" to appear in the 31st century this time.
These people should have their own different destinies and display their greatest talents in their most suitable positions, and should not live for others as a spare part of his soul carrier.
Chen Feng also believes that in the thirty-first century, humans in this timeline no longer need to put all their hope on his journey to save the world.
Humans this time will be very strong.
He has this confidence.
Finally, a fire suddenly ignited below Chen Feng's Hanzhou Courtyard.
This is an arrangement he made in advance.
He told the world that he would choose to be cremated, he would not need to erect a monument to repair his tomb, and he did not need people to put down their work and pay tribute to them year after year.
He has only one request for future generations to be himself.
The people standing outside the courtyard put their hands together and pressed them to the sides of their thighs, looking up at the fire that was getting higher and higher.
No one bowed, and no one wept.
People just looked solemnly.
In the vast Hanzhou Plain, there was no sound except for the beeping sound of flames.
After a long time, the flames gradually ceased, leaving only a pool of white ashes covering an area of ​​more than 80 mu on the plain.
I don't know who started it.
In the crowd, there was a sudden sound of heavy punches in the chest.
Then a rough and hoarse voice said loudly: "Thanks to the sage for guiding my way forward. I will not let the sage down in this life. I will dedicate my life to the eternal cause of mankind like a sage, until I die!"
As soon as this statement came out, followers gathered.
People choose to use vows instead of crying.
This time Chen Feng has never publicized the title of "Sage".
But some things seem inevitable.
He just died here.
The name "sage" spread throughout the text.
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"Fanxing? What year is this year? Where is this?"
In the spacious, bright and feminine room, Chen Feng sat up straight from the recliner with a bewildered face, turned to look at the girl in red next to him, and asked in confusion.
If I remember correctly, he should have died just now.
Fanxing will follow his instructions to create an illusion of cremation.
In fact, his corpse will be transported all the way from the tunnel to the bottom of the earth, UU read www.uukanshu.com and then frozen in a secret base in the center of the earth.
Of course his body cannot be burned.
If something goes wrong in the solar system again, maybe you will have to use this to "resurrect the soul" by the 31st century.
So now he should have awakened directly in the thirty-first century.
Based on experience, he believes that there are only two scenarios for awakening.
First, directly descended on the base of Daxueshan as a private soldier Chen Feng.
Second, wake up in the frozen ice coffin of the underground base.
But what the is this now?
What the is this room?
There are pink gauze accounts, pink bedding, a kawaii-style comic mural on the wall, and the girl in red with a smirk-Fanxing.
Master Chen was dumbfounded.