I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

After the official handover of things, Old Man Hu warmly invited Chen Feng to stay at his house for dinner.

Chen Feng thought for a while and realized that he was idle anyway, so he didn't refuse.

Old Man Hu was particularly enthusiastic about Chen Feng, the orphan of his comrade-in-arms.

It's not the superficial enthusiasm of seeing him with a famous watch and well-dressed clothes, but really treating him as half of the family.

In order to keep the excitement going, Old Man Hu even made phone calls one by one, calling all his family members from all corners of Luo City.

Compared with the small number of people in Old Chen's family, Old Man Hu's family is much more prosperous.

Old Man Hu has three sons and two daughters. The eldest son has inherited the work of the watch shop. He is thirty-three this year and has three generations of grandparents.

Mr. Hu's youngest son is also in his forties, and his youngest grandson just turned fifteen this year.

One family after another started to spread out. Old Hu's family totaled nearly fifty people, including young and old, with four generations living under one roof.

Most people are looking for food in Luo City and move around frequently.

Grandpa Grandpa's solemn summons, except for a few people who were still in Europe, the eastern half of the region, Southeast Asia and China, were unable to come. Nearly forty people returned to the watch shop one after another during dinner time.

Old Man Hu introduced Chen Feng one by one, telling everyone he met that he was the only descendant of his savior.

If it weren't for him being the big boss now, I, Lao Hu, would feel inferior and unable to reach a higher level. Otherwise, I would really like to have an in-law.

At first, the little grandson was a little dissatisfied, especially unhappy that his grandfather called him back from school because of someone he didn't know.

He originally made an appointment with his classmates to have a party tonight.

But the moment he recognized Chen Feng, the young man went crazy with excitement.

The young man is a die-hard music fan and knows top European and American singers very well.

Originally, the young man paid no attention to the Chinese music scene.

As a native-born young man with yellow skin and a white heart, this spirited young man has completely failed to inherit the fine traditions of Old Man Hu and firmly believes that the Chinese music scene is full of freaks with traffic, hype, plagiarism, and high imitation.

In this young man's social circle, he himself may be the one who criticizes his grandfather's country the most. In short, he just doesn't like anything if he sees something wrong.

But in the past few months, the young man quietly changed his mind.

Because he discovered that his favorite singer Katie Swift actually reached the top with a song written by a Chinese.

Then he followed the clues to think about the two Chinese people who wrote "Self-Burning". The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became, and the more he listened, the more fascinated he became.

At first, he was embarrassed to reveal his true thoughts, but when he found that his classmates and friends of all colors around him began to use a more enthusiastic attitude to praise Master Chen, who could use delta wings to save people from helicopters. , and Zhong Leishi, a true singer-songwriter, finally came out.

He suddenly became a super fan of Master Chen Feng.

How should I put it, how much he once despised the country, now how much he admires it after changing his mind.

Before eating, Chen Feng was dragged into a crazy group photo by this spirited young man who once wore his own woolen pants, and even showed his face with him in a live broadcast for a classmate party.

The atmosphere at the party at the other end of the screen suddenly exploded.

In fact, Chen Feng didn't quite understand. He just waved his hand and said "Hi, hello."

Maybe this is the world of young people.

Chen Feng's apparent age is two years younger than some people at the party, but after all, he has experienced a lot, so he can't help but be more calm than ordinary people.

According to the time of birth, I am almost twenty-six years old now.

He has lived eight more years in the thirty-first century, and his mental age is already thirty-four.

But there was one thing that Chen Feng didn't understand yet.

He wasn't sure if his body had retained any trace of time during the rebuilding process.

Although it may not seem like a big deal, it is actually quite important to Chen Feng.

If his body has inherited his age during reconstruction, it means that he is actually thirty-four years old now. However, due to the enhancement of genes and extended lifespan, his face does not appear to be aging.

This is of course bad news.

He always dies in space, proving that he still can't escape the limit of life span.

Assume that every time he passes by next time, he will still only live for one year in the thirty-first century.

Then by June 2025, his real age will reach 34+12*5=94 years old.

Now his theoretical life span exceeds 200 years. At the age of 94, he should still look like a middle-aged man. If he takes good care of himself and exercises more, he will not look particularly old.

But what about 2030?

What about 2040?

If this scenario continues, when Zhong Lei is in her forties, will Chen Feng be already over two hundred and thirty years old?

This scene was quite terrifying when Chen Feng thought about it.

What's more, as the war progresses, the time that human beings can support is getting longer and longer. Chen Feng may not only be able to live for one year in the thirty-first century, but it may be two, three, or five years.

This also means that he may not be able to survive until 2030 and become a 200-year-old man.

Chen Feng was panicked by this, so he deliberately ignored the problem.

He would only think of it occasionally and murmur in his heart.

After all, if that was the case, there was nothing he could do.

Perhaps he could only take a gamble and bet on whether any strange changes would occur after his gene arousal level exceeded 50%.

Chen Feng had a lively meal at Old Man Hu's house.

Before leaving, Old Man Hu happily patted Chen Feng on the shoulder.

"Xiao Chen, if you are lonely in the future, come and sit with me. I will probably live for a few more years, and I can tell you a lot about your grandfather. There are many people in my family, and it is lively. What age groups are there? There are people who can talk to you. You are alone, so you still have to be strong."

Chen Feng nodded, "Yeah."

"Your grandfather's biggest regret in his life is that he could not let the old Chen family flourish. Now that you are rich and powerful, don't let him down. Work harder. You have to have a high vision and not find the right one, otherwise Why don't you just try to make do with it? Just be careful and don't get fooled."

"Uh-huh."

Chen Feng carried the box and left.

The driver who drove him today was an old acquaintance, Paul, but Chen Feng sat in the back seat silently and did not speak the whole time.

Paul thought that his boss might be in a bad mood today, so he didn't dare to make any jokes.

Chen Feng did feel a little disappointed.

He held the box with both hands and leaned against the back of the back seat. From time to time, his fingers were caught on the burrs on the edge of the old wooden box, but he didn't notice it.

Two images were turning over and over in his mind.

One is the scene of him accompanying his grandfather Chen Mo as he passes away in isolation, while the other is the bustling scene of Old Man Hu’s house being crowded with people.

He also thought about Chen Mo first giving the photo to Old Man Hu to take away, and then letting Old Man Hu take away the woolen pants.

If you don't think about some past events, you won't be able to smell the smell inside.

Although Old Man Hu's words were very simple and plain when he described these things, Chen Fengguang could vaguely taste the indescribable sadness that his grandfather felt when he was separated from the past again and again by just imagining it.

Chen Feng took a deep breath.

He suddenly felt so envious.

Maybe I have been fighting for the big human family, but I don’t have a small family.

The more he looked at the excitement of other people having four generations living under one roof, the more he could imagine the loneliness of his grandfather Chen Mo, who was struggling to endure the lonely wait.

People in the world have different persistences, but they have the same purpose.

Chen Feng does not feel that his persistence is more difficult than his grandfather's persistence.

He recalled that Chen Mo asked him if he had a baby in a seemingly casual tone.

When he answered "not yet", the disappointment in the old man's eyes was actually extremely strong, but he covered it up quickly.

Chen Mo is a very traditional person. In the hearts of the elderly of that generation, the greatest happiness in the world is not having good clothes, good food, high status, and high power, but having descendants.

Chen Mo had Old Man Hu as his die-hard comrade in comparison. Although he was never convinced, he always felt a little sad in his heart.

"well."

Chen Feng sighed leisurely.

He regretted it slightly.

When I was still an ordinary person, why didn't I fall in love earlier, get married and have children?

In this way, I can take my wife and children with me when I return to Bashu, and my grandfather's broken life can at least be completed in the last moment.

It's a pity that the past cannot be recalled.

Chen Feng didn't know what direction his fate would take if that were the case.

There are no ifs in life.

What is missed is missed forever.

When he returned to the villa, he carefully took out sixteen pairs of woolen pants and placed them on the bed in order from smallest to largest.

The stitching is very complicated, not the simplest kind of flat stitch, but beautiful patterns are knitted.

The pattern of the trousers is also very exquisite.

It can be seen that the people who knitted these things spent a lot of time studying and pondering.

However, no one wears knitted woolen pants these days, so the pile of things on the bed looks very tacky.

Chen Feng doesn't think so.

He put his hand on it, but in his mind he began to imagine the grandma he had never met knitting stitch by stitch under the dim light.

He just sat by the chair and watched quietly, with an open mind and a free rein.

Before he knew it, it was already dimming. He stood up from his chair, stretched out, and carefully put his wool pants and photo album into his suitcase.

Then he went to bed and took a long nap, not getting up until the afternoon.

After eating, he sat in the study again and started typing on the keyboard.

It's time to get to work.

In the past ten days, he had done some work intermittently.

Although he was lazy to the point of being extremely lazy, his work efficiency was still very high.

All the songs and movie scripts to be moved this time have been released and sent to Meng Xiaozhou.

"Madman's Conjectures Version 3.0" has also been released.

In addition to the detailed content of the Five-Hundred Plan, he also had to highlight some new technologies.

The technology Chen Feng intervenes in is not as new and far-reaching as possible.

For example, last month he came up with the framework of the carbon structure chip and some ideas for biocomputers. This time he has promoted leaps and bounds in materials science.

But what he is about to draft this time is an ordinary 1nm process silicon chip, which is closer and simpler.

That's because despite its crazy acceleration, carbon structure chips will not begin to appear until seven or eight years at the earliest, and will not be popularized for about twenty years.

In the next ten or twenty years, human computer technology will have a period of rapid development.

The "Five Hundred Year Plan" takes into account the small gaps in the development cycle of artificial intelligence, as well as other similar gaps.

Chen Feng will fill it all up this time to the extent that he will do everything he can.

The technology of silicon chips is mature enough and its application range is wide enough.

Chen Feng is starting to transform now, and will be able to start building a wafer factory in one year at the latest. In two years, he will be able to see finished products that are seamlessly connected to the current technology route, and in four years, comprehensive popularization and upgrading will be completed.

In addition, he will also introduce several other increasingly mature application technologies in a targeted manner, striving to complete an unstoppable industrial layout within three years.

This will help Chen Feng's motherland quickly and forcefully break through the European and American blockade, and will force the Western world to quickly accept the fact that China is powerful and irrepressible.

Coupled with the cultural exchanges and ideological integration between the East and the West promoted by "The Crisis of the Compound Eyes", the peaceful evolution of the international landscape will be fully accelerated.

Chen Feng’s goal is to bring the world to a relatively permanent peace within thirty years, and then concentrate on doing major things and quickly achieve breakthroughs in the five core fields of aerospace, materials, energy, biology and medicine.

In addition to promoting the application of technology more intuitively, we must also solve the problem of human life span as early as possible so that more outstanding talents can live longer.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, he drove out personally.

He went to pick up Zhong Lei.

Don't think wrongly, he is just planning to go online at the same time as Zhong Lei at 11:30 in the evening, and hold the first online meeting of the salvation team with the other four people at 8:30 in the morning, domestic BJ time.