Chen Feng opened his eyes and did not rush to get up, but covered his mouth and nose with the quilt and sorted out his thoughts on the bed.

After a long time, he lifted the covers and jumped off.

He identified one of the most important things.

I shouldn't have brought the S fungus back.

Although I still don't know the principle of crossing, every time I die, my body must be finely broken, and when I come back, I can maintain the physique I had when I last died, so my body must have a complete rebuilding process.

Although the S bacteria are symbiotic with the humans in the previous timeline, they are not part of the human race after all.

The process of rebuilding the body should not be so frustrating that even the S bacteria are rebuilt in the body.

Since it is a completely super-standard black technology, and it can even transcend time, it should always have a little bit of black technology face.

In addition, the S bacteria have been defeated by him, he has antibodies in his body, and under the impact of the particle bomb, all kinds of pretentiousness, have become galactic humans, theoretically there should be no S bacteria in his body, and only S bacteria antibodies.

As for possible attachment to the body surface?

What's the trouble, his body is in a vacuum, and he was directly bathed in various nuclear explosion-level radiation before, and his body has died once, and the S bacteria on his skin should have died a long time ago.

So, foolproof.

Don't worry too much about bringing the S-fungus Cataclysm back to Earth five hundred years early.

Otherwise, with the level of science and technology in the 21st century, human beings really want to encounter S bacteria?

That picture is really numbing to the scalp just by imagining.

Walking onto the balcony, Chen Feng stretched his waist and turned his head to look at the sun that had just emerged from half of his head in the distance.

His face was warm, and he grinned.

It's 6:50 a.m. Los Angeles time.

Who would have thought that after a thousand years of life, after so many vigorous lives, it would only be a short night to go back to a thousand years ago.

In the distance of the villa, you can vaguely see the sparkling sea level through the staggered mouth of the two mountains, and sometimes gulls and birds fly in the air.

The sun is so beautiful that everything looks peaceful and peaceful.

Although this is someone else's land, for Chen Feng, who is now a "noble" galactic human, there is a feeling that it is not his homeland under the dome.

When the invaders come, the end of the world here is no different from the end of the other side of the sea.

Everyone in the world hurts the same.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and secretly puffed up, I will continue to work hard today. Yo!

He turned his face away again and looked in the direction of Zhong Lei's dormitory in Mason College.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, very satisfied.

After the genetic arousal reached 35%, it felt really different, and his eyesight had improved a lot, and he could still see the pattern of the chandelier in Zhong Lei's room clearly from such a distance.

Wait a minute.

Why is her light still on?

……

"What for? I'm going to die! Give me a slip to sleep! I'll count to three, and if you don't go to sleep, I'll rush in with a stick and knock you out!" Rebuttals are not accepted. ”

Hanging up the phone, Chen Feng breathed for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Although it is a good thing that Zhong Lei works so hard, if she tries too hard and misses Qingqing's life, it will be worth the loss.

A few seconds later, the lights were finally turned off, and a playful face with dark circles flashed out behind the curtains, sticking out his tongue in the direction of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng waved his fist at her from afar, and he didn't know if she could see it clearly.

Swish!

Zhong Lei honestly closed the curtains, she should have gone to sleep.

Chen Feng snorted through his nose.

Wow, that's cool.

Inexplicably, such an unscrupulous lesson to Zhong Lei, who was cold and nostrils facing the sky before, felt so comfortable.

Chen Feng turned around with satisfaction, returned to the desk, and took out a pen and paper.

He has to organize some ideas, take some notes, summarize the gains, and formulate strategies.

This time, he succeeded in eliminating the Psychic Infiltration and Latent Bomb, forcing the Intruder to change his attack and expose the Stealth Bomb.

Now that you have captured the attack method of the intruder's stealth bomb, you can personally take the lead in formulating countermeasures if you can still get a high enough social status next time.

For example, a backup power compartment used as a decoy is set up in the battleship to strengthen the protection of the battleship, so that you can make predictions in advance and escape.

Theoretically, then, it is possible for the human fleet to evade the attack of particle bombs.

Or, in addition to the "Callisto" loudspeaker arranged by Frankie, more high-power playback equipment was built to increase the broadcast power of "Morrowind" on time and interfere with the effect of the intruder's play of "Song of the World".

This is also an excellent backhand, which can fundamentally counter the other side from dropping bombs.

But this may only take effect for a short period of time, judging from the technological level of the invaders, the level of the other civilization's is higher, and it will definitely be able to continuously improve the broadcast energy level and eventually overpower the human race again.

But Chen Feng didn't expect to be able to stand up for a while anyway.

For the first time, he also saw the enemy for what it really was, even if it was only a pair of compound eyes.

Theoretically, all creatures with compound eyes are arthropods, but that is common knowledge on Earth and may not be counted in the universe.

The fact that arthropods can develop such a level of technology completely subverts the common sense of the earth, so Chen Feng did not rashly speculate on the racial characteristics of the other party, and swelled to the point that he felt invincible when he rushed in with a bottle of pyrethroid insecticide.

There are other big takeaways.

This time, Chen Feng got a complete set of plans for the manufacture and detonation of particle bombs, and the core content was to use "Song of the World" and the high-frequency short sound he named "Dawn".

This time it almost worked, so next time, I will try to do it in one step.

These are the mental preparations he has prepared in advance for what he will do in the next pass, and he still has a lot to accomplish in this era in the coming month.

First, we need to transform the results of new technologies such as room temperature superconducting metals, several cutting-edge organic materials, and ultra-durable and ultra-high-conversion solar panels.

It is impossible for these things to be effective within a month, so we can only complete the preliminary foreshadowing, and when the next time it passes, burn incense and worship the Buddha in my heart to pray that Ryan and Ouhe Group will give some strength and not let yourself down.

Second, some of the relatively basic theoretical knowledge in the 31st century, which Dean Chen, an expert scholar with primary school diplomas, barely mastered, picked and moved some parts that people in the 21st century might understand.

For example, conclusive results in basic physics or basic mathematical theories.

In order to prevent adverse effects, Chen Feng had to carefully select the knowledge points, and he couldn't smash them all at once.

He must choose a basic theory that is absolutely free of controversy and suspense, otherwise it is easy to drag future generations into the ditch.

Then there are not many things that can be screened by him, and they are not systematic, and the span is huge.

Things are difficult, and Chen Feng is not sure whether people in this era can understand it.

For example, it can be roughly understood that elementary school students in the 21st century know that there are eight planets in the solar system, and dry batteries have positive and negative poles.

Then a primary school student traveled back to the Tang Dynasty and talked to Du Gongbu about the positive and negative poles of the eight planets?

I'm afraid that I haven't been beaten by 300 Tang poems.

Chen Feng plans to write a hodgepodge of monographs casually, and go into whatever he wants.

Whether others can understand it, recognize it or not, and whether it can bring about good changes in the end depends on luck.

Third, which is the simplest thing, bury some of the "cultural relics" belonging to yourself and Zhong Lei into the soil in advance, so that you can dig them out in person after the next thousand years of going to the next time, so that you can become a real top "archaeologist" and quickly improve your social status.

In the previous timeline, Chen Feng found that the house he lived in and the office he used had become a place of interest.

Then there is no doubt that the closer you are to historical figures, the more valuable the things you carry with you, such as manuscripts, used fingers, intimate clothing, mouthwash cups, toothbrushes, etc......

That's worth a fortune.

When it is handed over to the world government, it will definitely detonate the audience when it is taken out in public.

There are also skills in hiding things, you must be cunning rabbit three holes, hide a few more places, and hide a little deeper, in the next thousand years, you will definitely have to be dug up, and you can leave as much as you can.

Fourth, sort out the entire R&D process of the S-bacteria vaccine stolen from Scott.

Although it is impossible for him to burst his liver and write down the DNA chain structure of the S Bacteria Poison King, so that Lai Wenming, a young descendant, can get the S Bacteria Poison King in advance, Chen Feng has a more ruthless plan.

He directly wrote down the long list of chemical equations and a large number of stereograms of the organic polymer structure of the inactivated S bacteria protein shell that can give birth to immune antibodies in the vaccine.

Chen Feng left this thing in advance and hid it in the monograph of the second plan.

When the S fungus breaks out, I believe that among the mad scientists at that time, there will definitely be someone who will look at it and find their own tips.

Then the development of the ultimate vaccine for S bacteria will be ridiculously fast.

Maybe the S fungus will be sanctioned as soon as it emerges.

Then, the ultimate weapon that the invaders have high hopes for will be given directly to nothing, and leave humans with antibodies that increase gene arousal for free.

Chen Feng estimated that if there were not so many people who died this time, and the overall level of the human race could be improved, in the thirty-first century, no matter how bad it was, it would be much stronger than last time.

Fifth, the old routine, the routine operation, the retained program.

Move songs and movies.

Although he didn't study deliberately this time, his memory has become much stronger after all, and he still memorized more than 20 songs, including "Across the Starry Sky" and Zhong Lei's works in his later years, as well as several classic blockbuster science fiction movies in the late 21st and early 22nd centuries.

The above part is the five core operating ideas set by Chen Feng this time.

There was another point that he couldn't make up his mind for the time being.

He also has some thoughts on the system.

In the previous timeline, the benefits of the final purely humane social system are clear.

It's very harmonious, everyone has a high level of action and initiative.

But the drawbacks and problems lie here, the individual autonomy is too strong, and the room for error is too high.

Without a coercive system of high action to correct these mistakes in a timely manner, it is difficult for individuals who have taken the wrong path to turn back.

For example, the extremely strange school of intuition is the product of this excessive freedom.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's own clever pen and flower, and he used the sao operation to turn stones into gold, the nearly 10,000 people of the Intuition School would have been abolished.

Therefore, Chen Feng once thought about how to find a better social structure that can not only bring everyone's subjective initiative to the extreme, but also have a strong enough error correction mechanism.

The problem is back to square one.

In Chen Feng's worldview, he still believes that it can only be achieved by giving birth to a republican system that revolves around great leaders.

But he didn't expect to be able to ignite a great leader born from the creation of heaven and earth in a few hundred years.

He wanted to, but he couldn't, so he had to put it on hold.

Unconsciously, by the time Chen Feng was busy with everything and had a clear idea, it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

After a quick lunch, he went back to his room, turned on the computer, and began to use the computer to type the score.

To get everything done within a month, so the time was very tight, so Chen Feng decided to speed up the pace as much as possible to avoid wasting time.

After about two hours, he finished five songs, got up and stretched, and prepared to go downstairs.

Zhong Lei, who woke up obediently, said that she was coming to him, and she was generally a little confused and needed him to answer.

While walking down the stairs quickly, Chen Feng was thinking in his heart.

The last time I passed, by looking back on history, I found that the two of them were really old together.

And Zhong Lei's artistic creation ability has not been fundamentally shaken, she wrote "Morning Wind" first, and the repertoire she created in her later years was not much, resulting in a serious decline in the total number of her works, but the quality has not decreased at all, and even entered the country.

Then it seems that you can consider giving Zhong Lei a perfect life.

But Chen Feng did not intend to act rashly.

Just two days ago, I just brought people into the ditch where I wrote "Morning Wind", and I said righteously that I can't sing and don't fall in love, and today I regret chasing it, which seems very inappropriate, Chen Feng is worried that this will hurt her motivation for difficult creation.

He can't lose the too important song "Morrowind" because of his own selfish desires.

Why didn't he bring Morrowind back?

He thought, but he really can't do it, and the galactic human brain can't hold it.

The amount of information in the whole song of "Morrowind" is not inferior to the human gene pool.

Although he can remember the sound in his brain and can completely restore the whole melody in his mind, it is only his forced memory ability, allowing him to write a score that can be understood by future generations, which is impossible.

In the 21st century, there is no brainwave capture equipment, and it is impossible to develop and produce it, and it is impossible to transform the voice in his mind into the voice in reality.

At that time, Zhong Lei did not have a music score, and all the rhythms and changes in it did not have any musical instruments that could be referenced, it was purely a special sound created by Zhong Lei who used her own strength to jump out of the shackles of rhythm and timbre, and played it little by little.

Casually intercept the voice change of a fraction of a second inside, and there are N details hidden in it.

Chen Feng couldn't carry it.

He can only find a way to mature her as soon as possible, which indirectly affects her creative progress.

As the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, which seems simple but actually pays a lot of attention.

Then playing with time is a more delicate job than governing a big country and cooking small fresh.

Chen Feng had no teacher, so he relied on himself to cross the river by feeling the stones in the dark.

As he walked down the stairs into the hall, he was in a state of distraction, when he heard an annoying voice ringing in his ears.

"Sister Zhong Lei, we really came with sincerity, you are accommodating, for the sake of everyone who meets their hometowns and acquaintances, they are all hometown people, help introduce them."

Chen Feng looked up, and in front of him was Wang Xilei, vice chairman of Zhongyi Entertainment, who had a relationship at the Grammy dinner.

At this time, this old thing was leading a few people to block Zhong Lei's way at the gate, pestering endlessly.

Zhong Lei dodged sideways, wanting to walk in quickly, and said impatiently: "I'm not familiar with you." With my understanding of Chen Feng, he shouldn't want to deal with you, get out of the way! ”

The two sides don't have any deep hatred, but Zhong Lei is a jealous and hateful character, and she especially looks down on this kind of layman who impersonates the occasion for the sake of hype.

And the other party's impostor is still herself and Chen Feng, which makes her even more annoying.

In the face of players who are not used to it, Zhong Lei has this attitude, she is not good at it, and she is too lazy to disguise.

"Why are you so faceless?"

Xiaosheng surnamed Su, who was oily and powdery next to him, tried to reach out to pull Zhong Lei.

This little fresh meat is very popular with some "big sisters" in the entertainment industry in China, and when participating in variety shows, all kinds of hooks and shoulders are not visible, and the actions of pulling and pulling are purely natural.

I never thought that Zhong Lei's eyes were fast, so she slapped him away with her backhand, and slapped this person in the face again.

The scene froze.

Xiaosheng surnamed Su covered his face, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Xilei glared at him viciously, and for the first time felt that the little thing he was holding would be bad.

"Don't leave me here to do anything, I'm not like those old goblins who like old cows to eat tender grass!"

Zhong Lei crossed her waist, furious, and awe-inspiring.

Chen Feng, who was quietly standing behind her, burst out laughing.

It's rare to see her such a fierce posture again, just like when she angrily scolded Zhou A in public.

She's changed a lot.

But it hasn't changed.