Chapter 257

More than four hours later, the ending song of this super long science fiction rotten film finally sounded in the line "I will let the war burn forever until your civilization is burned".

The atmosphere in the room was a little dull and awkward.

Chen Feng broke the boredom with a light cough and said, "this is the original script based on my own experience after I went back in the last timeline. How do you feel?"

Tang Tianxin yawned fiercely and youyou said, "in fact, I saw it once when I was a child. I really don't want to lie..."

"Well, I already know."

Chen Feng stroked his forehead.

This is really his worst film.

This is the most mediocre line, the most general plot and the worst script narrative structure in all his films, with the worst box office and reputation.

Just because he took it, it didn't get sprayed into a lump.

But in fact, in the eyes of many later generations, this is a piece of Xiang.

Only by being crowned with his name and given face by later generations, he was reluctantly considered OK.

Even though the film has been proved to be a great prophecy and listed as a compulsory textbook, the audience often only cares about the solar system barrier that he accurately predicted in the film in 2500 and the possible progress of scientific and technological level in the future, but for its film level, cough.

A bad film is a bad film, but anyone who has seen a film will reflect in his heart. What have I done in these four hours?

My time was stolen?

Why don't I spend ten minutes scanning the synopsis of the film, but gnashing my teeth?

Tang Tianxin had been tortured once when he was a child. There is no doubt that the scientific and technological level of the invaders is at least one generation higher than that of human beings. He must have mastered many laws that human beings cannot figure out at present.

There is a generation difference in the level of science and technology, which is absolutely crushed in war.

The weak can only consume more resources to speculate on the scientific and technological level of the strong, and use all means to speculate on countless possibilities. Only then can there be a slightest opportunity to judge the other party's seemingly casual operation, which is just as common as eating and drinking soup.

It is not easy for scholars to achieve this step, which is commendable.

The top ten "morning breeze" players that Chen Feng attaches particular importance to are all in place smoothly. The trial operation is unimpeded and can enter the actual combat stage.

Of course, not everything is going so well.

The development of black hole bomb completely stalled and was abandoned in advance.

Chen Feng did not hold much hope for this. He only cares about another thing, involving the research and development of particle bombs.

It was a gloomy evening. Chen Feng, with nearly 60 people standing in the square metal hall, took the current top leaders of the coalition government, such as ou Qinglan, Tang Tianxin, Lu Xianfeng, Dong Shan, Emmanuel bertu and so on.

The hall is still dark, and the indicator light is still flickering.

The needle dropping in the room can be heard, only bursts of dull breathing.

People all looked up at the glass incubators.

The people inside are still lying quietly.

Ding.

A crisp sound.

The last technology representing overclocking short tone playback equipment - quantum ultra-thin metal structure stability research has been broken through.

Man can make particle bombs!

Mankind has finally mastered the technology of invaders!

Just like the first Indian aborigines who robbed the first musket from European invaders.

Even if you can't win, you can always break an intruder's head!

The beeping alarm sounded suddenly in the room.

The red warning light flashes wildly.

It represents that the monitoring of vital signs in the brain of the blank person is abnormal.

The eight million bodies that had been sleeping quietly began to struggle.

Their eyes and cheeks sank rapidly, like balloons drained of air.

"Chen Feng, let's go."

The personalities of eight million blank people were all preached in his mind.

The voice is not dull, loud and powerful.

"I hope we can meet in another way next time. If I have a chance, I also want to stand under the blue sky, close my eyes and quietly feel the light wind across the green grassland, like my mother's hand touching my face. Goodbye. Chen Feng."

This must be the words of the blank writer who said that "it's better to burn out the red blood than die needlessly".

The sound is getting farther and farther away, gradually ethereal.

In the room, ou Qinglan took the lead in covering her nose and sobbing in a low voice.

Chen Feng slowly raised his fist, "human beings, immortal!"

Everyone agreed with one voice.

"Human beings, immortal!"

Chen Feng hit his chest heavily with his right fist.

Boom!

He shouted again, "see the hero off!"

"See the hero off!"