I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

According to the rules of the competition, teams that successfully pass the first round of the academy's assessment and enter the next round of competition will have one day of rest.

Logically speaking, the Flying Tigers should get together now to sum up the gains and losses of the previous round and do some previews for the next round.

But Zheng Feng absentmindedly announced that they would disband on the spot.

Others wanted to ask him what was wrong, but seeing his worried expression, they did not dare to speak. They only secretly thought that the captain was so strict, and he won so beautifully, not to mention being proud and complacent, but not happy at all.

Returning to the dormitory alone, Zheng Feng lay on the sofa bored.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

After coming out of the virtual space of the game, he would always think back to the unfinished "Morrowind II" mothership spacecraft from time to time.

It's obviously just a mothership that was randomly designed by a biological tool simulated by the master brain during a virtual training mission and went out of control. It still uses ancient and outdated technology, and its performance is not even as good as today's civilian transport ships. What's it worth? Care?

But the image just lingered, like a nightmare.

In addition, deep down in his heart, he was still asking himself many questions that were almost impossible to answer.

What's wrong with me?

He didn't know why, but he always felt uneasy.

Zheng Feng turned on the medical self-examination system and performed a holographic scan and mental state monitoring on himself.

The test report showed that his condition was very normal, even a little too normal.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rings.

It's Ding Hu who's coming.

After entering the door, Brother Hu kept praising him, "You did a good job today. Keep up the good work."

Zheng Feng looked up at Ding Hu, with a forced smile on his face, "Brother Hu, let me ask you something."

"What? Say."

"Do you think the queen of microscopic termites is alive?"

"of course."

"What if it is a queen ant simulated by the master brain in the virtual space?"

"Well, it depends on whether we define the main brain Stars as a life. Judging from the current understanding of the scientific community, combined with the many mechanical civilizations we have dealt with, Stars should be regarded as life. So the virtual ants Let’s forget it later.”

"Is the queen ant considered an intelligent life form like humans?"

Ding Hu shook his head decisively, "Of course not."

Zheng Feng smiled: "But if the life of the microscopic termites is just a natural phenomenon in the universe. If the decomposition and reorganization of ship wreckage by microscopic termites is just the same cosmic law as the birth and destruction of stars. Then people from Going through life and death, isn't it the same thing? People fall in love several times in a lifetime, consume some oxygen, and spit out some carbon dioxide. If they are lucky, they may be able to leave an offspring, but that's it. "

"Perhaps the history of human beings can be longer than the history of microscopic ants, but if the reference time is extended to infinity, it is assumed that sooner or later human civilization will perish in the universe. So what is the difference between humans and microscopic ants? What is our understanding of the planet? What is the difference between the transformation of the world, the absorption of dark energy pools, the exploration of triple space and real energy, the law of life and death of a star, and the collision and entanglement of two galaxies? Finally, why do people exist? "

"Huh?" Ding Hu was confused by Zheng Feng's series of philosophical questions.

Brother Hu thought for a long time, "People are different. They have emotions and desires. They have feelings."

Zheng Feng smiled and shook his head, then asked: "Brother Hu, do you think people can live forever?"

Ding Hu was able to answer decisively: "Cryonics technology only steals life from time, but even if it remains frozen, the human brain will still collapse one day, and people can never live forever."

"Since everyone will die, what is the difference between a human body and a dry branch?"

"no difference."

"Is there any difference in the definition of life between dry branches and burnt charcoal?"

"No."

"At the moment of death, a living person becomes a meteorite in the universe. There is actually no essential difference between that person and the meteorite floating in the universe. One day in the future, even if we win In this war, civilization can continue to exist for countless billions of years, but one day, when the life of the universe comes to an end, and humans cannot break through the boundaries of the universe like critical civilization, then humans will inevitably disappear. When everyone All died, and the universe returned to silence. So what is the meaning of the existence of human civilization? Is it just to help the universe speed up the entropy increase? "

Zheng Feng's series of questions made Ding Hu explode.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you should go to bed early, have a good sleep, and don't think about it. There is a game the day after tomorrow. I have to leave beforehand."

Ding Hu said hello and turned around to run away, but his heart was already roaring.

problem occurs!

Something big happened! This thing is crazy!

Ding Hu felt that he could only ask the audience for help.

After a while, Zhou Donglai, Andre, Zheng Yifeng, and Tang Tianxin all broke into Ding Hu's emergency discussion group.

Beyond this small discussion group, there are millions of current and former academics who have held core positions in the Sage Project.

Ding Hu threw Zheng Feng's questions out, but he couldn't get the answer, but found that Zhou Donglai, Andre and Zheng Yifeng exited the chat room on the spot, leaving only himself and Tang Tianxin as "juniors" "Looking at each other.

On the other side, discussions among countless scholars were in full swing, and Dong Shan finally concluded.

"This is a good thing. It shows that Zheng Feng has begun to take the initiative to consider the fate of human civilization. His problem is actually not complicated. He only needs to make another assumption to solve it. He assumes that human beings are destined to perish, even if they are immortalized by those with compound eyes. In the hand, it will also be destroyed in the demise of time and the universe."

"If his hypothesis is true, then there is really no difference between us and microscopic termites. However, if humans can continue to exist in some form after the demise of our current universe, our history will not be cut off, but will be reversed. A new page has opened.”

"Then it naturally means that human civilization has broken through the boundaries of the universe in terms of both philosophy and physics. When humans become critical civilization or even super-civilization, and the life span of civilization exceeds the universe, humans and stars, space meteorites, background Radiation and other natural phenomena under the laws of the universe are naturally distinguished."

"The sage's subconscious must have observed our current situation. He believed that it was no longer a fantasy for humans to defeat the compound-eyed ones, and began to think about the future in advance. His subconscious was thinking about ways to make mankind eternal. He is indeed a sage! He is truly a sage! Plan far-sightedly and worry about the world’s worries before anything else.”

Dong Shan's words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves.

Zheng Feng could not get a satisfactory answer, and he did not know that a large group of people were getting excited because of his inexplicable "sadness for spring and autumn".

A night of no words and no sleep.

Since he still couldn't fall asleep, Zheng Feng simply got up from the bed, activated the cramming tool, and once again immersed himself in the sea of ​​books that were difficult to chew.

Don't tell me, this trick really works.

As soon as he opened the book "Detailed Explanation of Alloy Coupling and Real Energy Effects", the noise of constant questions in his mind disappeared instantly, and the mothership also disappeared, replaced by unparalleled concentration.

By the time Zheng Feng came to his senses, a full 12 hours had passed, and it was exactly eight o'clock the next morning.

After studying hard all night, his brain seemed a little swollen and painful. He rubbed his temples, stood up and stretched, feeling much more comfortable.

Zheng Feng went through it in his mind and discovered that he had only spent 12 hours last night to complete the obscure course that was originally planned to take at least ten days and a total of one hundred hours.

He was a little unconfident at first, thinking that he had only learned a vague understanding of it.

He opened the book again and picked out a few questions, and he really got it.

Zheng Feng scratched his head and thought carefully about this ignorant night.

Teacher Xiaowei is still the same Xiaowei, she has not changed, what has changed is herself.

My ability to understand has been inexplicably enhanced a lot.

On the road of learning, it seems that there is a man-eating tiger behind the butt chasing and forcing me, and it seems that there is an old horse in front of me pulling me.

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, becoming stronger was not a bad thing. Zheng Feng decided not to worry about it anymore and turned to do another thing.

He first entered the form of "Morrowind II" that had been floating around in his mind through brain information recognition into the network, and then clicked on the huge comprehensive data retrieval library of the main brain Fanxing, trying to compare it with the mothership's I'm going to search the historical archives to see if I can figure out what kind of ghost ship this is and why it still lingers.

Because he designed the comparison range to be too large, covering almost all large, medium and small ships ever built by mankind from ancient times to the present, the master brain's reaction speed was slightly slow, and it took a full five seconds to provide the evaluation result.

Zheng Feng was shocked.

There is not a single spaceship that is more than 99.99% similar.

Even if they look alike, there are some differences that cannot be ignored.

This means that "Morrowind 2" has never really appeared in history.

He couldn't find the result for two reasons.

First, the words "Morrowind Two" only exist in the database related to the Sage Project, and are blocked from him. At the beginning, Chen Feng only casually drew "Morrowind II" by hand in his autobiography, but it only had an outline and could not be used as a standard reference for simulation modeling. Of course, even if Chen Feng's painting was exactly the same, Zheng Feng wouldn't be able to find it now.

Second, given the huge human base, there are so many ships built in history, but none of them meet this wonderful coincidence.

After all, from the perspective of ship engineering theory, the original Morrowind 2 was just a "graffiti work" by Chen Feng, a half-assed ship designer. It just wanted to be usable, not to strive for excellence, and there were many relevant details. None of them stand up to scrutiny and need to be improved.

"Captain, are you okay?"

In the exclusive training room for the promoted team, Li Qingqing looked at Zheng Feng with concern and asked cautiously.

One night has passed, why is the captain still in such a state of being full of doubts and unanswered questions? Can it be done tomorrow?

Zheng Feng forced a smile. He didn't know whether his state was good or bad.

It is a good thing that your learning ability has improved.

But as soon as I put down the book, there is always noise in my mind, it is difficult to concentrate, and I always feel like something is jumping out of my heart.

But I really have to try hard to pull it, but I can't figure it out. It's like the daughter-in-law hid the shoes somewhere when she received the bride.

Seeing that the military competition is about to resume, this is obviously a bad thing.

"Nothing, let's start training. We have generally trained for the competition modes that may appear in the rematch. Whether it is sneaking into special warfare or simulated management, we have some experience. So what we need to strengthen now is another An extreme situation."

He waved his hand and said so.

"What's going on?" Edgar Julian came over and asked.

Zheng Feng shrugged, "It's how you behave when I lose my fighting ability or fall into a coma and can no longer function."

Edgar looked happy at first, and then felt embarrassed, "Uh, Captain, what do you mean?"

Zheng Feng looked at him and said, "For example, Edgar, I know you are very proud. Now I am stronger than you and can suppress you, so you still listen to me. But if I can no longer give orders, you have to think We must adapt to each other's methods and cooperate carefully to reduce the loss of our team's capabilities as much as possible."

This is the lazy way Zheng Feng thought of.

He wasn't sure if he would be back to normal tomorrow.

Just in case, I might as well start training today to let the team members adapt to the situation without the captain in advance, and also be lazy today to see if they can adjust back.

According to previous rules, when Zheng Feng is unable to exercise the captain's duties, Mata Nicklaus will act as captain.

Although the little girl Mata was frightened, she still had the courage to go ahead.

After a day of training, the Flying Tigers members made a lot of fools of themselves.

Which tasks are not executed well; the decision-making speed is too slow or too fast; the ability of other team members is not understood thoroughly enough, and misjudgments occur when formulating strategies; each person's views and judgments in his or her own professional field are from other perspectives. Conflicts arose again in their considerations; miscellaneous issues such as blame-shifting and internal strife emerged. Different from yesterday's strong team with full combat power, an S-level simulation mission was also not complete.

When the show was about to end, Zheng Feng also frowned. He called everyone in front of him and said earnestly: "Obviously, you are very dependent on me, but this does not make me feel happy. Tomorrow... Forget it, let’s see tomorrow.”

With the sound of a drum, the second round of the First Pioneer Academy selection competition, that is, the final round of the academy where 80 will advance to 20, begins.

Unlike yesterday, this was a tower-climbing race.

The 80 selected teams will be thrown into an identical but independent task space at the same time.

The participating teams need to complete one specific task after another in a marathon style, involving various types of difficult tasks such as construction planning, production management, operation and construction, latent operations, special operations, etc.

Each team needs to complete a total of 99 tasks. The result of the competition is determined based on the length of time each team takes to complete all tasks.

The first one to complete all tasks and reach the final goal will naturally be the champion, followed by others in order.

The tower climbing competition has always been regarded as the mode that best tests the comprehensive ability of the combat team. After all, all aspects are involved.

Compared with the preliminary match the day before yesterday, more people inside and outside the academy were paying attention to the Flying Tigers.

Regardless of whether they knew about the sage's plan or not, they could not help but focus on this group of people.

But something unexpected happened.

While the captains of other teams began to analyze the details of the task at hand and issued various orders to the team members, Zheng Feng sat down cross-legged and said, "I can't do it anymore, I leave it to you."

The poor little Feihu looked at each other.

The captain seems to be lying dead!

He is serious!

Seeing everyone's stunned expressions, Zheng Feng smiled bitterly.

Can't really blame him.

There was nothing he could do. Since entering this virtual space, the noise in his head became even more intense.

He finally realized a very serious problem.

It seems that after the game ended the day before yesterday, when I exited the virtual space, there was something extra in my mind.

Most likely it is the consciousness of the queen ant.

Now that her personality has returned to the virtual space of Mastermind Fanxing, the queen ant is even more active.