As far as the eye can see, there is an endless vast grassland.

The grassland is full of green trees, sometimes dotted with lush shrubs and jungles, and the dotted sea is like a chess piece in a rotten game.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the blue sky and white clouds, falling on these seas, sparkling, swimming fish in the air, popping.

In the far reaches of the grassland, near the horizon, you can faintly see the horses roaming, which is particularly pleasant.

Then there was a sudden roar, and a tiger swooped out from under the pit near the herd.

The tiger has a round belly and a wide face, and when it runs, its belly is swaying, like a pregnant female tiger.

The horses scattered and fled in all directions.

Horses' hooves churned, grass clippings flew.

The huge tiger with a body length of at least seven meters does not affect its ability to move, and its speed is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it catches up with a strong galloping horse.

The tiger slapped down.

The sturdy galloping horse, with its shiny fur, had a hollow back and tumbled and fell, splashing countless mud.

The galloping horse tossed and turned in pain, as if it was about to stand again, but its spine was broken, the back half of its body was weak, and it looked up and neighed in despair.

The tiger slapped the long neck of the struggling galloping horse again.

The neck of the galloping horse bent violently like a broken match, and there was no sound again.

Pregnant female tigers begin to gnaw on the horse's belly.

On one side is death, and on the other side is fertility.

The green mountains, clear water, green grass, and red blood look cruel and bloody, but it contains the laws of nature.

In addition to horses and tigers, there are goshawks whirling in the sky and vultures foraging for food.

In the vicinity of the tiger and the horse, one after another black or gray head popped out.

These are hyenas, waiting for an opportunity to go up and pick up the leaks and feast on them.

More and more carnivores noticed the movement here and quietly converged.

Looking back, the snowy mountains are towering into the clouds, and there are white horses like mist and clouds hanging halfway up the mountainside, like fairies falling into the dust.

Halfway up the mountainside, you can see the snowy tops through the mist and white.

Halfway down the mountain, the orange-brown high-altitude grass gradually progresses into coniferous and broad-leaved forests.

In the broad-leaved forest, a small stream of snow can be seen rushing down the hillside and gradually converging into a small river that crosses the horizon and goes into the distance.

If this river goes more than 1,000 kilometers further, it will become a great river that is enough to nurture and nourish a thousand-year-old civilization.

The wind blows the grass on the grassland, and the layers of grass waves spread along the river from a distance.

The air with high oxygen content is filled with the freshness of green grass and the thick blood.

A man was standing on a boulder at the foot of the mountain, looking around and looking into the distance.

His face was confused and restless.

The ecological environment of the earth that he saw this time was unprecedented.

There are large, larger, more active animals, as well as extremely dense vegetation, as if the Jurassic depicted in the movie when the earth was full of dinosaurs running.

This is the most beautiful scene in the hearts of all environmental protection enthusiasts.

However, Chen Feng's heart was cold.

It's been three hours since he opened his eyes.

If it was before, he had probably finished running the lap, and then installed a **, by the way, he chatted with Brother Tiger, and if he moved quickly, he had already set up with the child's mother and seen the new equipment.

But this time things have changed.

He did not wake up in training as Private Chen Feng on the playground, but woke up on the beach covered in mud.

As soon as he woke up, he began to take deep breaths, and there was a suffocating pain in his chest.

There is no Ding Hu, no playground, no ships, no individual equipment, and no Tang Tianxin and Daxue Mountain base.

Nothing.

Chen Feng fell into an unprecedented confusion.

In these three hours, he traveled more than 200 square kilometers in the vicinity.

There was no one in sight, only some traces of human activity.

But these traces are obviously some years old.

The dilapidated towns have long since regrown into primeval forests, shrouded in broad-leaved trees that reach tens or hundreds of meters in height.

Weathered and collapsed into half of the walls, some tenacious plants also emerged.

The building in the center of the town, several kilometers high, fell to the ground.

Lush vines climb on it, enveloping it in a cyan dragon that is both spectacular and terrifying.

The outskirts of the town are lined with dilapidated ships.

The ships are not normal obsolescence, most of them are damaged, and some are even broken in two.

The vicinity of the ship is often accompanied by a lake formed by huge explosion craters.

There are also broken oversized railroad tracks, and giant land carriers that are comparable to aircraft carriers in each carriage that falls to the ground.

The existence of these things proves that there is no problem with Chen Feng's positioning in this crossing, and it is still on the earth in the thirty-first century.

But this situation made him extremely unfamiliar.

It took Chen Feng about five minutes to adjust his thoughts before he gradually accepted the suspected facts.

This time in the 31st century, there are probably no human beings on the earth.

But he remains unsure why.

Chen Feng didn't know whether this was a win or a complete loss.

He hoped to win.

Humanity left the solar system ahead of schedule and rushed to the infinite universe.

But common sense reminded him that it was unlikely.

If humanity had successfully retreated strategically, there should not have been so many broken walls and wrecks of so many ships falling to the ground.

In particular, there are still a lot of metal resources in the wreckage of the ship, with the thrifty nature of human beings, how can they not be recycled and thrown here?

The answer came out in Chen Feng's heart, this time he failed.

Humanity perished early, and it didn't wait for him to come at all.

Chen Feng once imagined that sooner or later there would be such a thing.

But perhaps it was because he had succeeded so many times that he lost his vigilance against the crisis and almost forgot about the possibility.

He didn't expect that after the success of eight consecutive timelines, he would face a complete failure for the ninth time.

He couldn't figure it out.

With their own continuous correction and continuous excellence, their control over the times is becoming stronger, the resource allocation ability of their industries is stronger, and all aspects have been improved, and everything is developing in a good direction.

He even had a feeling that this might be the closest he was to victory.

But the result is good.

Defeated.

It's all of a sudden.

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still a little confused when faced with the facts.

It took him about a few minutes to adjust his mind, gradually accept the reality, and then try to analyze the problem and summarize the reasons.

Shouldn't I have a fat man as president of the North American branch?

No, the fat man is just good at dragging his feet, and he can really drag it until civilization collapses?

Is it so fierce?

The influence of the song "Happiness to the Nth Power" is too great, causing some uncontrollable changes, and all kinds of rushing to the crown to become angry, and then causing a world war?

That's not going to happen, is it?

Shouldn't the Salvation Society be found?

This possibility is quite large, but it can only stay on the evidence of conjecture.

No matter how good he is at playing with time and mastering more technology, he can only speculate with the power of one person, and he does not dare to make rash conclusions.

Chen Feng pondered for more than half an hour, then slowly stood up.

He sorted out some of the main ideas.

Something has happened, regret will not help, even if you are the only one on this earth, you must adjust back to your state as soon as possible.

Face the problem, analyze the problem, summarize the lessons learned, and solve the problem next time.

This is the only way.

Fantasy alone won't help, so try to dig up history yourself.

The earth is still here, and the traces of human activities still exist, so theoretically, I should be able to continuously analyze something from the traces of human activities through archaeological methods.

It is a pity that although he was once the president of the Academy of History, he really did not have much to do in archaeology.

He is very intelligent, but he lacks a systematically cultivated thinking model, and he is not the kind of archaeological powerhouse who can deduce an era from a fossil.

He had to be self-taught.

Chen Feng doesn't have absolute confidence in success, but he has to try.

There is no other way but to give up.

If you don't find the reason this time, you won't be able to better avoid the risk next time.

The same tragedy is likely to happen again.

Maybe you're lucky enough to activate an artificial intelligence, or maybe you'll be done right when you pick up an information carrier?

He ran two more ships and three buildings in front and back, but found nothing.

He saw neither human corpses, nor bones, nor any available artificial intelligence,

All equipment and instruments have long since lost their energy to function, and all possible carriers of information have been completely destroyed.

Chen Feng fell into a state of confusion.

Fortunately, his mind was sharp enough now, and he quickly thought of a new and strange place.

Every time I crossed over before, although the process was very strange, it was quite unreasonable to directly replace the "predecessor", but the predecessor basically had a complete identity and ins and outs, rather than fabricating a non-existent person out of thin air to forcibly embed in society.

So this time, Chen Feng feels that his body should always have a history, right?

He hurried back to the creek where he had first awakened, and followed the river all the way to find it.

About twenty minutes later, he found a smashed memorial in a bend at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

Relying on his amazing strength, Chen Feng lifted the broken stone and rotten bricks and turned out a broken crystal coffin.

Later, he found some fragments of stone tablets with handwriting written on them.

Relying on the image memory ability and visual analysis ability brought by the ultra-high arousal, Chen Feng spent about half an hour to stitch together some stone tablets.

The words on the stele have finally taken shape.

"First XX Feng Legacy X Ji X Hall."

Although the handwriting is still missing, Chen Feng uses his rigorous logical reasoning ability to quickly draw conclusions.

The original text of this line of words should be "Ancestral Chen Feng's Body (Object) Memorial Hall".

Well, I still have a talent for archaeology.

In short, this crystal coffin should have once stored his own remains.

As for how this body came about, the case has been solved.

The power that supported him to travel through time and space could not find the existing fulcrum, so he simply found his own body and rebuilt it on this basis, so that he could come back from the dead.

This may seem like an exaggeration, but in fact, it seems to be no different from the time he replaced his predecessor in the past, from a scientific point of view.

The core is that his mind is transferred and replicated point-to-point into a body.

The fulcrum of the body can be a complete person who can be replaced, or it can be the remains of his own, as long as the genetic information level remains highly similar.

Chen Feng briefly had some questions in his heart.

Why is his own cemetery and memorial not in Hanju this time, but in Daxueshan.

And instead of cremation, he chose to "sleep" in a crystal coffin.

He pondered for a while, and could only understand it in a general and one-sided way, perhaps this time he considered not leaving the earth, and in order to facilitate the identification of a thousand years later, he deliberately marked the location of the base of the Great Snow Mountain when he chose the burial place.

If nothing else, the body will soon be visible after crossing over, and then it will be easy to prove something.

Now it seems that everything is in the plan, except for the absence of the object that needs to be proven to be true.

With all the people gone, who else do I need to prove that I am me?

Alas.

After looking for a long time near the memorial hall, he didn't find any information carrier except for the stone stele, Chen Feng sighed, helpless.

He returned to the edge of the prairie and sat down cross-legged on a large rock.

He no longer pays attention to the tigers and horses in the distance, and he doesn't care about other animals.

He thoroughly accepted reality.

Now that his memorial hall has been smashed and the crystal coffin has been shattered, the last trace of human beings to evacuate normally has been extinguished.

The only remaining thoughts in his heart were completely extinguished, and even he couldn't help but curse.

"!"

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and dark clouds were thick.

After just a few minutes, the clear sky was so dark that I could barely see my fingers.

The dripping rain fell and hit Chen Feng's face.

He clasped his calves in his hands, buried his head between his knees, and hung his head down.

The indescribable loneliness seemed to be gradually enveloped by rain.

This time, the whole earth is really alone.

He knew he must have done something wrong this time.

Time is the most powerful weapon in the universe.

A single mistake completely wiped out all the efforts of his previous eight timelines.

It really hurts.