Resurrection Empire

Seeing Mr. Yang's helpless expression at this moment, Ren Zhong only felt sad in his heart.

This is obviously a theory that humans on earth have established as early as the 20th century. It was very profound in the eyes of humans at that time, but now it has spanned countless years. Humans have even mastered ultra-long-distance star navigation, subspace compression technology, and subspace warping technology. Yang Misi is also recognized as an academic master in the empire regarding space channels, star gate technology and other starry sky technologies.

But it is precisely this kind of people who are so excited about a theoretical framework from the 20th century of the Earth Era.

This shouldn't be the case, and it's not reasonable, but it's the fact.

Ren Zhong thought to himself that this should obviously be something that humans on Earth can and must accomplish before they step off the surface of the planet, but they have been trapped until now by the doctrine of appropriation that they know but do not know why.

In the development process of mankind in the Gupan Galaxy, there must be an invisible force that is misleading mankind, causing mankind to continuously deviate from the correct path of scientific exploration and go down the wrong path of focusing only on applications and not on basic theories.

The more excited Yang Misi was at this time, the more desolate she became.

At the same time, Ren Zhong also clearly understood the hidden dangers.

Assuming that there really is a higher civilization that remotely guides the development path of mankind, then the methods of higher civilization can be summarized into three core categories.

First, it uses the method of secretly leading some people's thinking to give humans some knowledge that they should not have. Typical representatives are those scientific research-oriented candidates who suddenly emerged. By the way, these achievements are also used to guide the deviation of technical paths and prevent humans from touching areas that should not be touched.

Second, when the Mechanical Empire, which is theoretically the weakest but bears the heaviest burden of production and manufacturing for native humans, is in dire straits, it once again secretly pulls the thinking of some humans in the empire to forcibly upgrade the Mechanical Empire's military power in a short period of time. Ability, rebuilding the balance of power, the typical representatives are those comprehensive, administrative and military-type chosen ones.

Third, when the native humans who are the most difficult to be directly controlled, that is, some people in the Machine Empire, have the possibility to break the blockade of thinking and gradually come into contact with the forbidden science field, various means are used to forcibly cut off the progress in the subject. The typical representative is the subtle ideological guidance that Yang Misi encountered back then, and then was frozen for millions of years. In fact, Yang Misi's fate is considered good, at least she is still alive. Others include causing accidents to cause physical destruction, or making some geniuses with extremely high ceilings become crazy inexplicably. It is also possible to use some side interference methods to slowly cut off this road, such as directly penetrating into the supernet system, secretly tampering with some key data, and other methods are really common.

Of course, it was precisely because Ren Zhong was aware of these dangers that he played a trick that seemed to be a trick, but was actually very effective.

He passed the last and most dangerous step - drawing a conclusion - onto Yang Misi, a man with a criminal record.

If a higher civilization that is superior to the four human races really wants to take extreme measures to extinguish this technological route, then there will be blame and blame, and the knife will fall on Yang Misi's head.

As for Ren Zhong's own safety, even if he is an "accomplice", it is still guaranteed.

In addition to being a scientific researcher, he also has another identity, that of being the Chosen One.

Now the empire is in a precarious situation and may collapse at any time.

The Mechanical Empire is in desperate need of someone to stand up and turn the tide from collapse.

As long as the higher civilization maintains the balance of the four races, it cannot easily extinguish the flame of his No. 1001 Chosen One.

There is a backer for a heavy task.

He still has many backers. His own ability is his backer. The military capabilities, productivity, and applied scientific capabilities of the Chifeng tribe are also his backers. The current Marquis of Zhenjiang can barely be considered a backer.

However, the biggest backer is none other than the current dire situation in which the empire's fundamentals are unstable.

If the empire is prosperous and has strong troops and horses at this time, it will be a heavy task but dangerous.

The above are all secrets that Ren Zhong can uncover through his ability to predict.

That's why he dared to play this whole set of operations against Yang Misi today.

At the same time, he is a kind-hearted person after all. Of course he will feel guilty towards Yang Misi, feeling that he can't stand her and is pushing her into a pit of fire.

But there is no alternative but to follow the authority in an urgent matter. Ren Zhong also made up his mind. Since he chose to push Yang Misi to the front without conscience, what he had to do was to become the opponent's backer, protect the opponent's life for the time being, and strive to make people come to the front. Complete as much knowledge accumulation as possible before death.

In that case, with Yang Misi's temperament, even if he is physically destroyed, as long as the things he created can be preserved and passed down, he will probably have no regrets in this life.

"The descendants can help us reach the other side. Yes, Mr. Yang. It seems that you listened to what I said before." Ren Zhong took a deep breath and said slowly.

Yang Misi took a while to recover and said, "Yes. Mr. Ren, you said that human beings must correctly understand their own limitations. I deeply agree. I try to solve all problems by myself. This It is overestimating one's abilities, being arrogant, and goes against the logic of science. You also said that the process is the most important. Now I will pursue my process, leave things behind, and let future generations take over."

As he spoke, Yang Misi looked at the paper filled with mathematical frameworks in his hand, with persistence and determination in his eyes.

Suddenly, Ren Zhong, who was next to him, stretched out his hand, grabbed the paper in Yang Misi's hand, and then swept away a whole stack of papers and booklets on the table with a whirlwind of wind, threw it to the ground next to him, and then radiated laser light from his bracelet. , burn it to ashes.

Yang Misi was shocked, "Mr. Ren, what are you doing!"

Ren Zhong looked at the rapidly burning fire and turned around with a smile: "Mr. Yang, think about why you were deceived into freezing and sleeping for millions of years? Then think about why most of your students abandoned you and turned to other places. An area that is more productive but also simpler? When you think about these questions, you will understand what I am doing.”

Although Ren Zhong answered as if he didn't answer, Yang Misi stopped asking questions.

After the pile of paper on the ground was completely burned, Ren Zhong said again: "Mr. Yang, how are you thinking about it?"

Yang Misi was still thinking about the previous mathematical framework.

Although the things were burned, he could still remember them clearly with his memory.

However, this thing was too important in his mind, so he planned to deepen his memory to avoid omissions, so he was slightly absent-minded at this time, "Ah? What? What are you thinking about?"

Ren Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yang, I formally invite you to join our Chifeng tribe, become a senior researcher in our Chifeng Academy of Sciences, become my assistant, and work with a group of like-minded colleagues towards The end of science is blindfolded and running wildly. I can’t guarantee you how far we can ultimately reach it, but we will definitely go further than we are now.”

"What I have shown you now is just the tip of the iceberg of my Chifeng clan. Only when you truly join in will I let you see more of the truth."

After finishing speaking, Ren Zhong stared directly at Yang Misi.

The atmosphere between the two gradually became tense.

Yang Misi finally forgot the previous mathematical framework and thought quietly.

After a long time, he suddenly changed the topic and asked: "What do you plan to name the mathematical framework I just established based on your ideas?"

Ren Zhong heard the words and solemnly said: "Yang Misi's theory."

Yang Misi was shocked, "No, no, no, this is not appropriate. You should be the main one. No matter how bad it is, it can only be called Ren Yang Theory. How can you use my name..."

Ren Zhong laughed loudly, "Mr. Yang, you are wrong. I am not asking for your opinion, I am just announcing my decision, and you cannot refuse. What I want is the prosperity of the Chifeng clan. I am not asking for your opinion." I don’t care about academic reputation. In other words, although I came up with creative ideas, what I gave were just untenable conjectures. You are the real founder of this theory."

The subtext of Ren Zhong: Mr. Yang, just take this pot of blame honestly and never throw it away.

"This...this..." Yang Misi pondered for a long time, and finally accepted her fate, and then said: "I will join you."

"welcome."

Yang Misi nodded, "Please give me more advice for the rest of my life."

Ren Zhong: "..."

…

Seeing the two of them walking out of the conference room side by side, the dean of the Yuanjiang Branch quickly came forward.

Seeing the lingering joy on Yang Misi's face, the dean thought it was done. He was about to say something like welcoming Chi Fengbo to join him officially, but Yang Misi who was opposite him took the initiative and said: "I have decided to join Chi Feng." Academy of Sciences, follow Mr. Ren back to the Nanxiang Star Cluster."

"What!" The dean was dumbfounded, and then he looked at Ren Zhong again.

Ren Zhong handed over his hand and said solemnly: "For more than two years, thanks to the trust and guidance of the dean, I have worked here very happily. But after all, I am the leader of the Red Feng clan, and I have hundreds of relatives in the clan. The well-being of hundreds of millions of people. Now there is Nanxiang Bo Liu An in the Nanxiang Star Cluster, who is coveting my territory and threatening the lives of my people. Our Chifeng tribe is in danger of being exterminated at any time. Liu An, this person, is in The reputation of the Nanxiang Star Cluster is well known to everyone. I think if you, Mr. Dean, have paid any attention to you, you should know this. During the previous hundred-year review period, the Chifeng Tribe was repeatedly targeted by him, resulting in heavy casualties. This shows how arrogant and ruthless Liu An is. Whenever I think about the dire straits that the people are still living in, I feel really frightened and uneasy. I always feel restless and have difficulty concentrating, which affects my normal work. . After much thought, I must go back and take a look."

When the dean heard this, he felt as if he had eaten a fly.

How could he not know that the task was heavy and this was all a vain excuse.

Nanxiang Bo Liu An did have a bad reputation, but that was already in the past.

Now that you have officially been granted the title of Uncle Chifeng, and you are the Chosen One of Serial Number 1001, how dare Liu An have any evil thoughts? He will only dare to behave with his tail between his legs, and he is still a threat to you.

But he didn't dare to use this inference to vouch for Ren Zhong.

What if something happens?

Then, the dean looked at Yang Misi again, wanting to know what the master was thinking in his mind.

We obviously agreed that you would help us retain people, but you actually "surrendered" to the enemy on your own initiative, you traitor!

Fortunately, you are still the famous leader of the school a million years ago. You are shameless. Are you worthy of your rank and our respect for you? Is it worthy of us spending our own money, selling a lot of favors to get you out of the talent frozen reserve, and letting you come all the way across the star gate?

Where is your conscience?

But the dean kept scolding him in his heart, but when he saw Yang Misi suddenly suppressed his smile and put on an air of not letting strangers in, he only trembled his lips and said slowly: "Uncle Chifeng, Mr. Yang, on the way... But Qian Please pay attention to safety.”

Ren Zhong coughed lightly, "Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Dean. But to be honest, I have made great achievements in the Far Xian branch in the past two and a half years, and it is still very pleasant to cooperate with everyone." The days are long, I will come back when the time is right when I have settled the Chifeng clan properly."

"Of course! I hope we can work together again." There was a look of anticipation on the dean's face, but he was already crying in his heart.

That’s all.

tired.

In this world, there is no reliable good person, they are all white-eyed wolves.

Watching Ren Zhong and Yang Misi stand side by side on the small spaceship, they waited for the spacecraft to take off lightly and head straight to Wangjiang City below.

Your Excellency, the dean, finally had a mental breakdown. He wanted to curse, but he just felt he was short of words.

After all, the dean is a scholar, he has never been in the market, and his tongue cannot bloom like a lotus flower.

He held it in for a long time, and finally managed to say, "What a grandson of a turtle! He hasn't succeeded in leaping over the battleship! It hasn't been done! What a grandson of a turtle!"

…

"Brother Marvel, thank you very much for your hospitality over the past three years."

In Marvel Louis' office, Ren Zhong put his hands on his back and said this to Marvel.

Marvel stood beside him and said with emotion: "I knew you would have to return to Nanxiang Star Cluster sooner or later."

"Of course. My people cannot live without me." Ren Zhong said, looking away at Marvel.

I still remember that when they first met nearly three years ago, Marvell Louis was still quite young, with curly brown hair that looked energetic, and his figure was tall, slender, and quite heroic.

Now, less than three years have passed, and half of the white hair has appeared on the top of Marvell's head, scattered in random patterns. There are also many wrinkles on his face, and his skin has become darker.

In the past three years, he has aged much.

Marvell Louis, like Ren Zhong, has not been in cryo-slumber at all in the past two years, but Ren Zhong's appearance has not changed much, except for two more shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which Ren Zhong treated himself according to Chen Hanyu's instructions. Although there are light crow's feet, Marvell Louis looks like he has spanned ten years.

Marvel seemed to have noticed that Ren Zhong was aware of his old state, and took the initiative to say: "Brother Ren Zhong, as intelligence from all aspects has gradually returned recently, the dark clouds of war have gradually thickened. Our investigators discovered that the civilization of the Ascendants Large-scale military mobilization is taking place internally. Therefore, I have changed the rules of the past and will no longer sleep. This will probably be the case in the future. I want the military potential of Zhenjiang Marquis Mansion to explode quickly and reach its highest point again. rest."

Ren Zhong hummed, "You worked too hard."

"It's natural to serve the Marquis. It's just that you and I are parting, and I don't know if we will have a chance to meet each other in this life. I estimate that by the time you come to see the stars next time, the war will probably have started. In fact, what is in my mind There are some contradictions. I hope I can still see you alive, but this means that the war will break out prematurely. But if it is delayed for another fifty years, I am afraid that I will no longer be there by then."

Marvell said with emotion.

Ren Zhong hummed, and seemed a little sentimental, and said again: "I originally wanted to say goodbye to Qiqi in person, but after thinking about it, it was unrealistic."

"It's okay, you and the Marquis will definitely see each other again, so there is no need to say goodbye." After saying that, Marvel waved again.

The office door opened and a young man with brown curly hair walked in.

This young man's appearance is similar to Marvell's, but he is much younger, slightly immature, and very handsome. He is looking at Ren Zhong with curious and nervous eyes.

"Brother Ren Zhong, this is my brother Bourbon Louis. After my death, he will inherit my title of Earl of Warwind and continue to serve the Marquis. When the time comes, I hope you can transfer our friendship to Count on Bourbon. He's a nice guy, too."

Ren Zhong: "Okay."

…

The era of frozen slumber allows Ren Zhong to travel back in time millions of years, and even have the opportunity to cooperate with the ancients millions of years ago and become comrades-in-arms. But at the same time, it makes it difficult for him to establish long-term friendships.

Everyone is always pushed forward by time, and because of their different positions and positions, it is easy to turn a simple farewell into a permanent farewell.