Chapter 515

Chen Feng had countless conjectures about his age inheritance.

Sometimes he is optimistic, but sometimes he is pessimistic.

Many scientists have given him countless tests, but no one can draw conclusive conclusions.

For galactic humans with a life span of three to five hundred years and a short of more than 200 years, the commonly used methods of measuring bone age, DNA test, somatic cell half-life and stem cell division times are of little significance.

In the past timeline, when he went to the 31st century, he directly inherited another Chen Feng's body, and then transformed and assimilated it.

But in the ninth timeline, he was reshaped on the basis of his own remains.

In addition, in the first eight timelines, he lived only one year at a time. Even if there were differences, there was only a difference of one or two days.

Compared with the life span of more than 200 years in the Milky way, he didn't care about the difference of only eight years.

But this time there was an accident.

He inherited his own body and lived in flesh for 104 years in the 31st century.

Even if his life is much longer than that of ordinary people, it can be observed by the naked eye that he is indeed "old".

"A lot has happened this time?"

Zhong Lei asked softly.

Chen Feng replied with a smile, "yes, there are a lot of things. We all did a good job."

"I won't ask you about the details. You have your own plans. Go wash first, and then come to breakfast."

"OK."

Zhong Lei seemed to know that he needed to be alone. Although she had a lot to ask, she hid it in her heart and sent him to wash.

Closing the door of the washroom, Chen Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

He can't remember the last time he looked in the mirror. It's too long ago.

His hairstyle as like as two peas before leaving, his face has not changed, but what he sees is the old flavor of his old age.

The skin looks deeper than before, and the pores are a little thicker.

There was a faint fishtail pattern in the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't see it if he didn't look carefully.

His appearance at this time is the same as that of the well maintained 30-year-old middle-aged people in this era. He can even participate in the selection of the top ten young people.

With the average life span of nearly 300 years for human beings in the galaxy, his 138 years is only equivalent to 35 years for human beings in the 21st century.

Now his gene arousal has reached 50%, becoming a perfect galactic human.

Although there is no means of life detection in the 31st century, Chen Feng speculates based on past experience that he now has a chance to live to the age of 500.

Unfortunately, when he became a perfect galactic human, he was a little old. His appearance was frozen at this stage. After another two or three hundred years, he would gradually show his real old state.

Chen Feng estimates that he still has about 300 years of life in this timeline.

He thinks it's good.

He looked too young as a "successful person" before, but now he really tastes like a mature man.

To be reasonable, his change is not obvious than before. 99% of the people in the world may not be able to see it, but the first person he met after he came back is Zhong Lei, who has too keen observation.

Chen Feng is usually not a narcissist, but this time he looked in the mirror for five minutes.

He is carefully analyzing the current situation.

Since it has been proved that his physical age in the 31st century may be inherited, it shows that he made a major mistake in his initial judgment.

I don't have as many as thousands of opportunities to squander.

In the 31st century, the closer you are to success, the closer you lose your real death, so that you lose the ability to travel through time and space.

There is an insurance method, that is, after each passing, after the completion of the explanation, he will resolutely wipe his neck, die early and surpass life early.

This may seem like a way, but Chen Feng has now realized his importance to mankind in the 31st century.

Human beings need not only science and technology, but also iron will and absolutely unified executive power if they want to succeed under the dual threat of super civilization and compound eyes.

In other words, human beings in the 31st century must be led by a great leader, that is, he himself.

He has no choice.

Therefore, Chen Feng began to have a real sense of urgency.

Maybe next time will be the last time.

Chen Feng thought of the tangle hidden in his heart when he wandered in the hunter's arm with Xiao Fu in the last timeline.

At that time, he wanted to commit suicide more than once, but he didn't have the heart to let Xiao Fu's efforts in vain, so he decided to gamble.

Finally, he waited until Xiaofu's countless achievements, the grand unification formula, and everyone in the shadow galaxy, as well as the explosion of science and technology when mankind stepped into the fourth civilization.

So he both lost and won.

Ask him if he regrets.

His answer is no regret.

As a gambler of daily Soha, he has long had the consciousness of paying a price.

Chen Feng stared in the mirror and thought about it for about ten minutes.

He slowly cleared his mind and made a decision.

With the exposure of the truth of age inheritance, in fact, the shortcut for ourselves and mankind has come to an end.

Then, the next timeline is not only their own big battle, but also the big battle of mankind.

This time, I will become a real perfect leader and make everything to the ultimate perfection.

I will personally build human beings into a truly eternal fourth civilization, and then watch human footprints step into every corner of the cosmic fiber network.

I, Chen Feng, have this awareness, so I will do what I say.

Wash his face with clean water and Chen Feng walks out of the bathroom.

On the table were sandwiches, hamburgers, bread and other things enough for ten people, and a large pot of rice porridge.

Zhong Lei is not good at cooking. She usually doesn't touch her hands with oil and water.

At the beginning, when the two were just a simple rent sharing relationship, Chen Feng would cook by herself to save some living expenses. Zhong Lei asked for some takeout or ate outside. She never cooked a meal by herself. It was really difficult for her to make a rich Chinese breakfast.

For the first time, she could get up early and cook a simple and rich breakfast.

Chen Feng rarely ate haisai, but tasted it carefully one mouthful at a time.

Zhong Lei was puzzled by him. "Why? It's not delicious? I can't blame it. I just put the finished products in the oven and microwave oven. Only the rice porridge is made by myself. Should there be no problem with the rice porridge?"

Chen Feng shook his head. "No, I want to taste the breakfast you made for me. It will become my eternal memory in the future."

Zhong Lei's pretty face was slightly red, "where can I learn from?"

Chen Feng smiled. "I'm not kidding. I'm serious. I'll keep every bit of you in mind. I'm afraid I wouldn't last if it weren't for you this time."

Zhong Lei was interested. "Really? What did I do? Well, it seems that we said we can't ask more. Don't tell me."

Chen Feng shook his head. "Not everything can't be said. You wrote me a lot of love songs. I listened to each song at least 100000 times. It's very touching and I like it very much."

Zhong Lei said, "you're so disgusting! I can't stand it. Who's going to write you a love song. Bah!"

Chen Feng: "Hey, hey, you are too modest, Zhong Lei. I can responsibly say that your love song is about the best written love song in the history of human civilization and the most effective love song."

"Don't say it, don't say it! Don't listen!" Zhong Lei covered her ears, but she blushed over her neck.

She knew she would do some things, but she was still a little shy when she was output by Chen Feng.

But a moment later, she also adjusted and only gave Chen Feng a white look, "all right. You can pretend to be high and cold here. After staying with your Tang Tianxin for a long time in the 31st century, you will learn to talk, right?"

Chen Feng was stunned, shook his head and said, "No. alas, I'm really not glib."

As he spoke, he was a little bleak.

Zhong Lei asked carefully, "this time... She... She died?"

Chen Feng said, "yes."

"Sorry, I didn't mean that."

Chen Feng grinned, "it's okay, I'm used to it. I'm really used to it. Since it's a war, there will always be sacrifices. We can laugh until the end."

"And this time... Where's your child?"

Chen Fengmeng thought of Tang Tianxin's two lies again, and suddenly he was speechless and choked.

"I didn't see it either."

Zhong Lei: "alas. What a pity."

As she said this, she quietly looked down at her abdomen.

She's probably speculating about whether she can succeed.

But she had little hope.

People in the 31st century are so hard to bear Chen Feng's genes, not to mention themselves.

Chen Feng coughed twice. "Don't do this. I'm sorry for you. It seems that you're very guilty. Don't torture me."

Zhong Lei shook her head. "I said, I've been thinking about it for a long time. Maybe the relationship between you, me and Tang Tianxin seems inappropriate in the secular concept of people in the 21st century. But I think different times should have different attitudes. We shouldn't use the secular concept of the 21st century to restrict human behavior in the 31st century."

Chen Feng was stunned and remembered that in the Millennium struggle, the human Resistance Army alliance had taken many measures to improve the birth rate in order to quickly breed the population.

In those thousand years, most women didn't have time to get pregnant.

Men go to war, and so do women.

However, people are particularly open to the combination and pairing of artificial embryos. They encounter two people on the road. We exchange data and think that their respective talents can complement each other, so they will "make an appointment" decisively.

This "about a hair" is not really a hair, but an application report is made at the same time. The population and reproduction department will naturally transfer the frozen gene bank for pairing.

After breakfast, Chen Feng personally drove Zhong Lei to Mason college.

In another week, she will finish her studies here and the two will be able to return home.

Watching Zhong Lei enter the corridor, Chen Feng turns around and just gets ready to get on the bus, but he receives a call from Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei: "well, you're right."

Chen Feng: "what?"

"I got up early this morning. I woke up after five and couldn't sleep, so I..."

"What's the matter?"

"I really wrote you a song, a love song. I can't hide it from you."

Zhong Lei's face across the phone is a little red.

Chen Feng was stunned and laughed, "let me guess what the title of the song is? It's called the n-th power of happiness, isn't it?"

"You are naughty!"

"Ha ha ha ha! I won't tell you about you, or you'll have to sing it for me again. I won't have class today. I'll work out the basic melody and lyrics myself. You're not allowed to call me until I'm finished."

Chen Feng hurriedly said, "wait, I have another thing."

"What's up?"

"Did lesna teach you Yodel singing recently?"

"You know that?"

"In the history of the last timeline, people who have reached the level of you and me actually have no privacy. Others even want to find out what color of underwear I wear every day."

"Well, it's terrible. It feels strange, but it's a little proud. What's the matter?"

Chen Feng said, "let's try Yodel's singing another day?"

Zhong Lei didn't understand. "Do you need to make a deliberate appointment? Wait, are you thinking about something strange?"

"Guess."

"Farewell."

Zhong Lei opposite said that and hung up the phone.

Chen Feng felt a little refreshed.

Before the Galaxy Big Bang, he had lost 99% of his emotions at that time. He habitually used logic to analyze the pros and cons, and occasionally remembered the situation after he came back.

At that time, he also had doubts. He worried that if he had been a machine with little emotion for too long, it would be difficult to adapt to modern life when he returned to the 21st century, and he would become so indifferent that others would have a sense of distance.

But it turned out that he was too worried.

I, Chen Feng, was still the young man who flirted with the female version of Beethoven. It's still fun for thieves.

Chen Feng drove straight to the North American branch of Xingfeng entertainment.

When he got there, fat Ou was in the general manager's office with dark circles under his eyes.

It can be seen that Chen Feng finally entrusted him with an important task. The fat man has a kind of mentality of dying for his confidant.

Chen Feng did not know what he had said to the fat man in the illusory timeline.

But as soon as he saw the fat man's tired appearance, he resolutely and sternly warned him, "fat man, I didn't say you. If you go on like this, you'll lose your life. You have to relax."

Ou pangzi: "but I don't want to disappoint you, Shifu."

Chen Feng shook his head: "the meaning of your existence is only based on yourself. So you only need to be responsible for yourself. Don't care if I'm disappointed or not. At the beginning, you only sang folk songs all your life and didn't go back to bring disaster to Ouhe group. This time, you want to make more progress, I support you. But I don't want you..."

As he spoke, Chen Feng couldn't open his mouth.

The fat man asked, "I was the first to die?"

Chen Feng did not answer, but neither shook his head nor nodded.

"Anyway, I have to give you a dead order. Within three months, you will reduce my weight by 30 kilograms and the body fat rate to the health index, or you will go back to Hanzhou to sing for me."

Chen Feng has figured it out.

And fat people can't give play to his subjective initiative. They have to be suppressed by power in order to cure his obesity.

The fat man looked bitter, "don't do it."

"Don't accept refutation. It's the leader of human civilization who gives orders to you, you know? What's a leader, that's what you say. It's appropriate."

Chen Feng said half seriously and half jokingly.