I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Seven days after the meeting, Qin Guang personally presided over Zhou Donglai's freezing work.

Qin Guang felt melancholy and helpless as he watched the protégé he had high hopes for turn into an "ice sculpture" in a freezer.

He remembered the conversation between him and Zhou Donglai last night.

Qin Guang wanted to scold Zhou Donglai at first, but when he came to the topic, he just patted the student on the shoulder.

"Before you make such a big decision next time, I hope you can think it through first or consult with more people."

"Teacher, you once told me that a real commander can only rely on himself on the battlefield. Every decision must be made quickly and accurately. Commanders must take responsibility for their own decisions. They must make decisions when they are needed. They cannot always make decisions. We hope that others will share the responsibilities for ourselves at the meeting. If every major decision needs to be voted through the meeting, then when the enemy's artillery fire has covered Hanzhou, we are still voting in the meeting room. At the beginning, teacher, you planned the operation of the fleet The knife treatment plan is your independent decision-making. As your student, of course I will follow your example."

"Hiss... Since you are so capable, resourceful and responsible, then you should fulfill your responsibilities instead of trying to escape! I am already old..."

"Teacher, you are indeed old. But historical experience tells me that wine gets better as it gets older. Maybe teacher, you still think that I am just acting on my own to protect your honor, or maybe you really think that I am evading responsibility. , but I believe that with your wisdom, teacher, one day you will understand what I am planning."

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In the autumn of 2909, under the auspices of Qin Guang, the fleet reconstruction work was finally completely on track.

In June, the real energy refining technology in the curvature space shared by the empire further improved the efficiency of the fleet in collecting energy. The latest ultra-high efficiency and complex polycrystal structure material synthesizer that can be used in the curvature space further improved the fleet's special synthesis capabilities. Material capabilities.

The value of these two technologies to the entire civilization is not great. As early as 2815, the empire had already been able to do it in the original three-dimensional space. It just needed to reconstruct it inside the curvature space, and it also needed to operate without destroying the curvature. The structure, technological content and implementation difficulty of the bubble have increased several levels, but with the persistent efforts of tens of thousands of research institutes distributed in thousands of galaxies and hundreds of millions of researchers in related fields, the technology was finally broken barrier and passed it to the fleet simultaneously.

At the technology announcement speech, Qin Guang said quite emotionally: "The value of these two technologies to the whole civilization is just useless, but to us, their value is comparable to human cryonics technology. The distance between us and the imperial frontier is already more than Fifteen thousand light years away, it is impossible for us to go back in this life. However, our hometown has not forgotten us and has never stopped supporting and helping us. I hope you know that in order to apply these two technologies to curvature space , in the past 100 years, there have been 6.7 billion researchers with master's level or above, 230 million Ph.D.s, 7.6 million empire-certified senior scholars, and more than 200,000 treasure-level masters who have dedicated their lives without complaint. No regrets have been devoted to related projects. In order to meet the experimental conditions, more than 30 billion workers are struggling in various industries. In the past century, the number of casualties in laboratory accidents alone has been as high as 30 million. More than tens of millions. What they are engaged in is work that does not contribute much to the empire itself. Who do you think these people are dedicated to?"

Many people watching Qin Guang's speech lowered their heads in shame.

Qin Guang's clever use of practical facts taught the second and third generations in the fleet a profound lesson.

Since then, with the help of new technologies, one brand-new spacecraft after another has quietly separated from the towing ship in the curvature bubble and began to operate on its own.

In order to restore the population as soon as possible and increase the total number of human resources, the large-scale breeding plan has begun.

In just a few months, as many as one billion embryos entered the bionic womb at the same time.

Of course, Qin Guang's workload has increased a lot since he lost Zhou Donglai's right-hand man.

In just a few months, he looked much older.

On this day, after a full day's work, Qin Guang returned to the room alone, lay on the bed and rested for a long time before going to wash up.

He looked at his silver-haired, age-spotted face in the mirror and was in a daze for a long time.

He looked back at the large photo hanging in the center of the living room behind him. His eyes became blurred and his vision gradually blurred.

In the photo, he is standing side by side with several old men and women wearing military uniforms or suits.

Everyone had a smile that was so thick that they couldn't help but feel happy and excited from the bottom of their hearts.

Behind the group of people is the star Voyager hanging high.

At the feet of the group of people was the highest podium of the administrative command space station of the Voyager galaxy.

At that time, he had just led the humans of the Traveler Galaxy to win the war against the Fish Stars as acting commander-in-chief.

At that time, he was only forty-six years old, in the prime of his youth and in the prime of life.

That year, he had no stars on his shoulders, but he was still sharp.

Qin Guang vaguely remembered his thoughts at that time.

"I have finally proven my ability. I will definitely go to the highest stage of all civilizations. I will continue to prove myself. I will dedicate my life to the great struggle of human civilization without any regrets."

Time flies, and almost two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Her energetic short black hair turned into messy half-length silver strands, and even her eyebrows turned white.

The once handsome square face was now covered with thick bags under the eyes, furrow-like wrinkles, and old age spots like bullet marks.

"I'm old."

Qin Guang took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa slumped.

He thought silently in his heart, I have fulfilled my promise and dedicated my life to the most noble cause of liberating mankind without any distractions. I have no regrets.

But we have been together for hundreds of millions of miles, and there is always a time to say goodbye. I am too old.

I don't know how long I can hold on. I'm not even sure if I can hold on until the day I reach the galactic center.

But don't wait until the war is around the corner and my end is approaching.

Qin Guang gradually closed his eyes in a daze.

He was so tired and sleepy that he failed to complete the tasks he set for himself. He checked the list of rotation personnel before going to bed and fell asleep.

Time is the sharpest weapon in the universe. No matter how powerful a person is, he can either grow old and die slowly under the tear of the blade of time, or he can only hide in a freezer and transform himself from a human into a " Object", begging for the mercy of time by briefly giving up life.

In the middle of the night, Qin Guang woke up from his sleep.

At this time, he had been moved to the bed by the smart life assistant, but he still remembered the situation before falling asleep, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"This guy from Donglai, I'm almost old and confused, and he still expects me. He said that the wine gets better with age, it's just bullshit."

Qin Guang muttered a few words, but inexplicably recalled the "historical experience" that Zhou Donglai repeatedly emphasized in his mind.

Qin Guang made a strange decision to find out what ancient books Zhou Donglai read while pretending to be frozen.

"The Rise in the Late Period (1840~2049)".

When he saw the title of the book, Qin Guang was stunned for a moment, and then he felt dumbfounded.

Since completing his studies at the military academy, he rarely read history books.

Even when conducting research, his perspective is usually limited to the six thousand years of war history.

What Qin Guang learned best about current affairs was the history of the new civilization after the establishment of the world government.

He's not very interested in old history.

In the years when he was born, the most popular trend in the Traveler Galaxy, which gave birth to many star voyagers, was to advocate freedom, to be proud of entering the sea of ​​​​stars, and to improve the empire's trade efficiency and exploration capabilities as its highest pursuit.

Human thinkers at that time generally believed that since humans clearly knew that the enemy was an alien civilization, they should focus more on how to deal with the enemy. The internal conflicts of different races, different skin colors, and different social systems that occurred on the earth in the old history were no longer relevant. It's urgent.

Under the influence of this main trend of thought, what happened from 1840 to 2049 belongs to unimportant old history and is not taken seriously.

After all, the technological background of the times is completely different, and some of the secular and racial concepts of the past must also be abandoned.

Qin Guang hesitated for a few seconds and almost gave up, but out of curiosity about Zhou Donglai's ideological transformation process, it didn't hurt for the old man to have a look.

"Accelerate ten times, play."

He never expected that this would last for seven days and take up almost all of his spare time.

Seven days later, Qin Guang turned back to the first page of the history book, "Original speed, play."

Time flies, and one hundred and thirty-five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Guang also gained dozens of book friends.

Not only did he read the text word for word, but he also replayed bit by bit what, from today's perspective, could only be described as inferior slides.

Qin Guang saw a lot of things.

The confused ancient country was knocked open by the iron-clad ships of the great powers.

In just a few decades, the population of 400 million people dropped sharply to more than 200 million due to internal and external troubles. Life was in ruins and people were displaced.

The five-thousand-year-old country has lost its dignity and freedom. Guns and cannons have destroyed the backbone of civilization, and black paste has consumed the will of civilization.

Weeds grow on the cultivated land, and nine out of ten houses have dead bones.

The vast wealth of the five-thousand-year-old country was swept away, and the children were born in torpor and died young in torpor and hunger.

More than 90% of people don’t know why they live, let alone that there are people in the world who don’t worry about their next meal.

The self-esteem of the Chinese nation has been eroded away until only a spark remains, and five thousand years of civilization is about to be destroyed.

At this critical moment of life and death, the lion, which had been tortured to the point of becoming emaciated, finally roared unwillingly.

Another turbulent decades passed. After 1949, the people of the 5,000-year-old country finally knew that ordinary people were also qualified to own a piece of land of their own. It turned out that if the food they grew could not be eaten, they could exchange it with others. It turns out that no one should be born a slave.

But at this time, this male lion, who had just escaped from the brutal fight, was still as skinny as a stick. He was criticized everywhere, wary of others, seduced by others, despised by others, and even showed off his power with a butcher's knife outside his home.

He was also spread around the house with notebooks filled with "little freedom" written on them. He was also slandered by his "family members" who held a notebook with "little freedom" in one hand and a green note in the other hand hidden behind his back. People's hearts are in turmoil, and justice is being buried. The current situation is in chaos, and demons are at work.

On the faltering road forward, the Lions have to face not only external enemies, but also so-called "reasonable differences" that seem to be just but are actually vicious internally.

It’s been a tough journey.

Time flies, and it’s 2020 in a blink of an eye.

The people of the five-thousand-year-old country finally gradually understood "small freedom" and "big freedom", and finally used their unstoppable national power to tell the entire human civilization what the right way is in 2049.

In this small book club for re-learning history, Qin Guang said: "Historical experience and lessons tell us that technology is the fuel that promotes the progress of civilization, but thought is the rudder that leads civilization forward. For hundreds of years, Humanity's pace is too fast, too rushed. Especially our fleet, which has been staring at the final goal, but forgot to stop and look behind us. Forgetting history is equivalent to betraying civilization! The chaos of the Free Will Alliance, This is where it comes from! Sharpening a knife does not waste time cutting wood. If we had grasped the ideological work from the beginning, such a tragedy would not have happened. I do not deny that everyone has the right to pursue themselves, but there must be a prerequisite. That is, human civilization must have developed to the point where no risk or turmoil can endanger the survival of the entire civilization. Only then can people be qualified to do whatever they want, and whoever they want to do. Before the time comes, they will covet the spirit of pure self. Contentment is a traitor to civilization!”

Dozens of other people in the book club nodded in approval.

No matter which galaxy these people come from, what kind of body shape and skin color they have, and what kind of different personalities they have, the lessons of history cannot be denied.

"Starting tomorrow, we will renegotiate and come up with a complete set of feasible plans."

Qin Guang announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Returning to his room, Qin Guang checked the condition of Zhou Donglai who was frozen.

He smiled happily.

Every father's biggest dream is not to become famous himself, but to see his children surpass him.

Qin Guang had no descendants in the fleet, and Zhou Donglai was both his student and his child.

Qin Guang said to himself: "You silly boy, you have already surpassed me."

Zhou Donglai chose to commit suicide to protect Qin Guang, not because he thought his ability was inferior to his teacher, but because he believed that Qin Guang, who was more than 240 years old, was already living history.

Qin Guang rose up in the first sudden battle in the depths of the empire. He participated in the rapid defeat of a huge and prosperous galaxy under the attack of the compound-eyed troops. After a difficult recovery, he also gained a great reputation in the frontline galaxy through life and death.

The same words spoken by Qin Guang will have a richer sense of history than those spoken by second and third generation leaders like Zhou Donglai.

To teach the fleet's groupthink a lesson, it depends on this sense of history, not on the eloquence.

Only Qin Guang can provide these things.

Zhou Donglai saw everything clearly.

Qin Guang decided to hand over more of his work to others.

As for himself, he receded somewhat into the background and became one of the spiritual leaders.

"I will teach everyone a good lesson. I will persist until you wake up. I will build the best fleet and wait for you to inherit it."

Before falling asleep, Qin Guang read this.