I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 700

People always have to go through a lot of things to really mature. In particular, Zheng Feng is a "freak" who clearly has the body and gene awakening of human beings in the 31st century, but the thinking maturity is the same as that of human beings in the 21st century.

Since he was sensible, everything he has experienced has accumulated his character bit by bit.

His understanding of the world is also moving forward bit by bit according to his existing rhythm.

From time to time, he will be disturbed, and from time to time, he will come up with some thoughts that shouldn't have in his mind and recall some knowledge that doesn't belong to him, but he is still him.

His cognition of the world and himself has been steadily advancing according to a predetermined rhythm, which suddenly stopped at this moment.

People's outlook on life is determined by two things, one is small, the other is big.

Before that, 11-year-old Zheng Feng had not experienced any real major events.

The first thing he thought he would experience was to improve himself and make a name by participating in the competition, and then leave planet 7 to go to the front line and devote himself to the magnificent battlefield with uncertain life and death.

He regarded it as a major change in his life, and the main melody of his life would change from plain and stable learning to a startling military career step by step.

He is looking forward to this and has made psychological preparations.

He even imagined many times that he would join Tang Tianxin's warship and then work with his parents on the mission.

He never thought that another life upheaval would hit him in such an abrupt way.

For many 11-year-old people in this era, losing their parents is not a heavy blow, because the mark of the fate convention will always be activated by the self-protection mechanism at the right time to prevent the violent impact from breaking through people's emotional threshold and leaving a permanent "Scar" in their hearts.

Or, despite the effectiveness of imprinting, with the universal precocity of mankind today, the psychological age of 11-year-old people is no longer children, but adults.

However, Zheng Feng's mark has long disappeared. Although he has shown his talent in the field of combat, he is still an 11-year-old boy in the 21st century.

After simply telling others about the situation, Zheng Feng stopped talking and returned to the state of silence.

If he is outside and still controls his body, he may sit down on the ground.

But now his consciousness is installed in a small beetle with mechanical structure, and the violent impact only makes him pause for a moment. Then the beetle continues to act according to the preset procedure and complete the work in hand step by step.

Click, click, click.

The mouthparts of finger like beetles are opening and closing one by one. Each time, a nano cable is spitted out like spider silk and wrapped on the ore in front.

On the other hand, other people's beetles saw Zheng Feng continue to move and recover synchronously.

Edgar on the opposite side of Zheng Feng accurately opened his mouth to catch the nano cable floating from the other side, tied it with the one he had just thrown, and then handed it to the side.

Mata's incarnated beetle caught it accurately and handed it to the side.

The five beetles are coordinated and highly efficient, just like a precision loom.

From a distance, I could only hear the sound of sissuo, and the scene seemed busy and silent.

At this time, Zheng Feng has become an indifferent bystander.

His mind was blank, piercing and screaming, and the image of chenfeng-2 ship flickered like a nightmare in a kaleidoscope.

The frequency of interference suddenly increased, making his previously hard-earned unique skill of emptying his brain according to the rhythm to avoid influence a decoration.

Zheng Feng has no way to organize a complete thinking now, only a ball of paste.

At this time, another document came out of his communication system. It was still an emergency document from Yunding theater command center. The title showed that this was a video.

Zheng Feng subconsciously chose to play.

In the picture, Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun are sitting side by side in military uniform.

They were slightly haggard and looked a little nervous.

Zheng Yifeng put his hands in the middle of his legs.

Liang Yun put her hand behind Zheng Yifeng's waist and squeezed out a reluctant smile on her face.

Zheng Yifeng took a deep breath and said slowly, "Zheng Feng, when you see this news, we should be gone."

The standard last words begin.

In Zheng Feng's head, there were thousands of heavy thunder, and then he suddenly recovered Qingming.

The noise in his mind was gone.

Liang Yun nodded, smiled and said, "today is January 6, 3008. We are stationed outside the second world war area. Today we received the highest level alarm, so we came here to guard."

Zheng Yifeng: "but we don't know what the enemy we are about to face will look like. In short, it should be very dangerous."

Liang Yun continued: "your father and I are a little uneasy these two days, so we discussed and decided to shoot this film for you. Of course, we all hope you won't see it at all. But now, obviously, you've seen it."

Zheng Yifeng's eyes closed first, seemed to take a deep breath, and then slowly said, "sorry, Zheng Feng, we didn't come to the end with you."

Liang Yun: "sorry."

At this point, they looked at each other, as if they were imagining that they were looking at themselves across time and space on the other side of the lens.

Their eyes flickered slightly, and their mood was particularly complex.

An inexplicably sad atmosphere is slowly rising.

Zheng Yifeng patted Liang Yun on the back, and the conversation turned, "of course, no one can really predict the future. We recorded this only with a sense of heart, so we're prepared. Maybe we're still amorous? I hope so, ha ha..."

Liang Yun hammered Zheng Yifeng's shoulder, "be serious. We're recording Zheng Feng's last words first."

"Oh, OK."

Zheng Yifeng sat down quickly and honestly, with his hands on his thighs, sitting upright and solemn. He didn't have the dignity of being a father at all. Instead, he was like a pupil caught by the teacher for making mistakes.

Obviously, Liang Yun's careless slip of the tongue just now made Zheng Yifeng coldly recall the real object of his last words, so he was too nervous.

Liang Yun sees her husband's relaxation and quietly bumps his leg on the outside of his thigh.

Zheng Yifeng's tight body relaxed a little.

He looked at his wife a little embarrassed.

Strange to say, Zheng Yifeng has long been a veteran.

Since he left star 7 to join the battlefield eleven years ago, he has experienced life and death crises not 100 times but dozens of times.

Although Meimei always turns her luck into good, it's also true to step into the gate of hell with half a leg, but he has never been so nervous as he is now.

Because both reason and emotion are telling him that this is probably the last thing he said to the sage as his reincarnated father.

Zheng Feng's imprint on the fate pact has been broken, and his emotional and mental performance is too much like that of ordinary people in the 21st century. Therefore, Zheng Feng clearly knows that what he said today will undoubtedly have a long-term impact on the reincarnation of the sages, and then indirectly affect the fate of all mankind.

Before he spoke, he couldn't even make an abdominal draft.

He didn't know whether he should give Zheng Feng chicken blood or pull back a little.

If the chicken blood beats too much and exaggerates hatred too much, so that Zheng Feng is dominated by hatred before he has awakened his memory, what if Zheng Feng makes a mistake in judgment and dies prematurely in the future battlefield?

But if he didn't say anything, Zheng Feng didn't realize the most real demand in his heart and his wife, which quietly affected the struggle power of the reincarnation of the sage and suppressed the height he could finally reach, what should he do?

When the couple were still alive, Zheng Yifeng didn't have so much foresight, because no matter what he said or did wrong, the days were still long and there was always a chance to remedy.

But this time is different. It is a last word and a final explanation.

There's no turning back.

And they have long been familiar with the biography of the sage Chen Feng and know the fate of Chen Feng in his previous life.

His parents died long before he had any memory.

At that time, he didn't even have a chance to hear his parents' last words.

Then, of course, I should do my best, which can make up for the regret of some sages.

After a long time, Zheng Yifeng gathered thousands of words into one sentence.

"Son, father and mother just want to tell you that we are proud to have children like you. We have never regretted that we are about to participate in an uncertain war. Bye."

After Zheng Yifeng finished, the video recording stopped abruptly.

Zheng Feng's originally empty mind began to sound like an iceberg.

A small seedling broke through the soil from his originally slightly deserted heart.

The seedlings swayed and spread in the wind.

Branches spread like wildfire.

Branches and leaves swelled in the strong wind.

The beetle's work outside continues.

Other flying tigers also know that earth shaking changes are taking place in Zheng Feng's heart.

The murmur in Zheng Feng's heart and CHENFENG No. 2, which always appears again and again, have changed their content into one fragmented picture after another that can only see the leopard.

Some scattered "memories" that seem to belong to him but do not belong to him are becoming clearer and clearer with the continuous growth of this broken seedling.

Unknowingly, a few minutes later, while the Flying Tigers outside finally tied up the ore, the growth of the saplings in Zheng Feng's heart was a sudden meal.

It didn't stop completely, but it was covered by an invisible big net.

The branches began to bend, the leaves piled up, and the shape of the whole tree was pressed into a solid spindle shape.

Zheng Feng didn't know what was wrong with him, and he couldn't see the tree in his heart.

All he knew was that his anger was rising, but there was nowhere to vent it.

He has a huge hatred in his heart, but he needs a clear goal.

Although you don't have to ask, you know the answer. Naturally, the army that killed Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun is the compound eye. He knows very well that the biggest enemy is in the front and has been waiting for himself there.

But the goal is too big and too general, so that he can't find a specific foothold.

Coldly, he seemed to issue an indisputable order aimlessly in his heart.

"Tell me the specific details of the war. I want to watch the war video."

After waiting for five seconds, the voice of "Xiao Wei" sounded in Zheng Feng's ear, "you... Chen Feng?"

The stars asked while quietly trying to read Zheng Feng's thinking and memory.

Logically speaking, this should be a very simple thing, because Zheng Feng's consciousness is long-distance brain chain through the network of stars.

But something strange happened. As soon as the data probe of the stars approached, it seemed to hit an iron wall.

In the words of artificial intelligence civilization, Zheng Feng's brain wave has been encrypted.

Zheng Feng repeated the order again in his heart. This time, his tone was stronger and more domineering and tough without doubt.

"All right."

Although the stars don't know what the situation is and are not sure whether Zheng Feng has really awakened, since the little guy is extremely abnormal and doesn't know he's watching him, he gives such a conclusive order to the "air" in the quantum network, most of it has changed.

Stars opened the process of the first special war army from the outbreak of the war to the death of Zheng Yifeng and his wife.

Zheng Feng chose to speed up the playback a thousand times.

Nearly three minutes later, Zheng Feng closed the video when he saw Liang Yun's command ship of Chengfeng special warship team explode like a supernova in the universe.

"Epiphyseal family. It's epiphyseal family. Isn't it epiphyseal family star that we're lurking now?"

He muttered to himself.

The next moment, the beetle controlled by Zheng Feng was shocked.

His sudden outburst of brain wave emotion completely lost control, overwhelmed the endurance limit of the intelligent brain core of the ultramicro robot, and made the beetle flying carefully with the other four team members stumble fiercely.

The five beetles were dragging this five kilogram ore forward at a very fast speed, but because Zheng Feng's Beetle in charge of navigation and change lost control, the balance was suddenly broken and bumped into a small metal drum in front.

Bang's life is loud.

Edgar and others were thrown seven meat and eight vegetables.

Of course, they knew what went wrong and turned their eyes to Zheng Feng with suspicion.

"Captain, what's the matter with you?"

Li Qingqing took the lead in asking.

Mata Nicklaus loosened the rope and moved quickly.

At this time, Zheng Feng's Beetle was completely stuck in place, unable to move, and even the low light indicator light representing the operation of energy had been extinguished.

Mata tried to wake up his equipment emergency mode for brain chain communication. Unexpectedly, such a prompt came from his own system.

"Connection failed. The target object has crashed. The Flying Tigers' No. 01 latent robot has been disconnected and is blank."

"Crash?" Edgar was surprised. "Don't be kidding! How can it crash in what age! What does chain break mean? Captain, did he launch the mission cabin at this time? Don't be kidding!"

No wonder Edgar has a hot temper. It's really that everyone is taking risks at this time. If this accident happens again, everyone's situation is already extremely dangerous.

At this time, Mata whispered and shared with others the information provided by the subminiature detector he had previously placed nearby.

In the brain projection, an anti gravity centipede is coming from dozens of kilometers outward at a very fast speed.

It was obvious that the abnormal movement made by the people who hit the mountain just now attracted attention.