Seeing Mr. Yang's helpless expression at this moment, Ren Zhong only felt sad in his heart.
This is obviously a theory that humans on earth have established as early as the 20th century. It was very profound in the eyes of humans at that time, but now it has spanned countless years, and humans have even mastered ultra-long-distance star navigation, subspace compression technology, and the ability to travel across Asia.
In terms of space channel, star gate technology and other starry sky technologies, Yang Misi is also recognized as an academic master in the empire.
But it is precisely this kind of people who are so excited about a theoretical framework from the 20th century of the Earth Era.
This shouldn't be the case, nor is it reasonable, but it is the fact.
Ren Zhong thought to himself that this should obviously be something that could and must be done before humans on earth stepped out of the planet's surface, but it has been trapped until now by the doctrine of appropriation, which they know but do not know why.
In the development process of mankind in the Gupan Galaxy, there must be an invisible force that is misleading mankind, causing mankind to continuously deviate from the correct path of scientific exploration and go down the wrong path of focusing only on application and not on basic theory.
The more excited Yang Misi was at this time, the more desolate she became.
At the same time, Ren Zhong also clearly understood the hidden dangers.
Assuming that there really is a higher civilization that remotely guides the development path of mankind, then the methods of higher civilization can be summarized into three core categories.
First, they use the method of secretly pulling some people's thinking to give humans some knowledge that they should not have. Typical representatives are those scientific research-oriented chosen ones who suddenly rise. By the way, these achievements are also used to guide the deviation of technological paths.
Prevent humans from touching areas that they should not touch.
Second, when the Mechanical Empire, which is theoretically the weakest but bears the heaviest burden of production and manufacturing for native humans, is in dire straits, it once again secretly pulls the thinking of some humans in the empire to forcibly upgrade the Mechanical Empire's military power in a short period of time.
Ability, rebuilding the balance of power, typical representatives are those comprehensive, administrative and military types of chosen ones.
Third, when the native humans who are most difficult to be directly controlled, that is, some people in the mechanical empire, have the possibility to break the blockade of thinking and gradually come into contact with the realm of taboo science, various means are used to forcibly cut off the
The typical representative is the subtle ideological guidance that Yang Misi encountered back then, and then suffered a million-year freeze. In fact, Yang Misi's fate is considered good, at least he is still alive. Others such as causing accidents to cause physical destruction, or
It is not uncommon for some geniuses with extremely high ceilings to become crazy inexplicably. They may also use some side interference methods to slowly cut off this road, such as directly penetrating into the supernet system, secretly tampering with some key data, and other methods.
Of course, it was precisely because Ren Zhong was aware of these dangers that he played a trick that seemed to be a trick, but was actually very effective.
He passed the last and most dangerous step - drawing a conclusion - onto Yang Misi, a man with a criminal record.
If a higher civilization that is superior to the four human races really wants to take extreme measures to extinguish this technological route, then there will be blame and blame, and the knife will fall on Yang Misi's head.
As for Ren Zhong's own safety, even if he is an "accomplice", it is still guaranteed.
In addition to being a scientific researcher, he also has another identity, that of being a chosen one.
The empire is now in a precarious situation and may collapse at any time.
The mechanical empire is in desperate need of someone to step up and turn the tide before it collapses.
As long as the advanced civilization maintains the balance of the four races, it cannot easily extinguish the flame of his No. 1001 Chosen One.
There is a backer for a heavy task.
He still has many backers, his own ability is his backer, the Chifeng tribe's military capabilities, productivity, and applied scientific capabilities are also his backers, and the current Marquis of Zhenjiang can barely be considered a backer.
However, the biggest backer for the most important task is none other than the current dire situation in which the empire's fundamentals are unstable.
If the empire is prosperous and its troops are strong at this time, it will be a heavy task but dangerous.
The above are all secrets that Ren Zhong can use his ability to predict.
That's why he dared to perform this whole set of operations on Yang Misi today.
At the same time, he is a kind-hearted person after all. Of course, he will feel guilty towards Yang Misi, feeling that he can't stand her and is pushing her into a pit of fire.
But the matter was urgent and there was nothing to do. Ren Zhongxin also made up his mind. Since he chose to push Yang Misi to the front desk without conscience, what he had to do was to become the other party's backer and protect the other party's life for the time being.
, and we should strive to allow people to accumulate as much knowledge as possible before they die.
In that case, with Yang Misi's temperament, even if he is physically destroyed, as long as the things he created can be preserved and passed down, he will probably have no regrets in this life.
"The descendants can help us reach the other side. Yes, Mr. Yang. It seems that you listened to what I said earlier." Ren Zhong took a deep breath and said slowly.
Yang Misi took a while to recover and said, "Yes. Mr. Ren, you said that human beings must correctly understand their own limitations. I deeply agree. I try to solve all problems on my own. This
It is overestimating one's abilities, being arrogant, and goes against the logic of science. You also said that the process is the most important. Now I will pursue my process, leave things behind, and let future generations take over."
As he spoke, Yang Misi looked at the paper in his hand filled with mathematical frameworks, with persistence and determination in his eyes.
Suddenly, Ren Zhong, who was next to him, stretched out his hand, grabbed the paper in Yang Misi's hand, and then swept away a whole stack of papers and booklets on the table with a whirlwind, throwing it to the ground next to him, and then irradiated laser light from his bracelet.
, burn it to ashes.
Yang Misi was shocked, "Mr. Ren, what are you doing!"
Ren Zhong looked at the rapidly burning fire and turned around with a smile: "Mr. Yang, think about why you were deceived into freezing and sleeping for millions of years? Then think about why most of your students abandoned you and turned to other places.
A field that is more likely to produce results but is also simpler? When you think about these questions, you will understand what I am doing."
Although Ren Zhong answered as if he didn't answer, Yang Misi stopped asking questions.
After the pile of paper on the ground was completely burned, Ren Zhong said again: "Mr. Yang, how are you thinking about it?"
Yang Misi was still thinking about the previous mathematical framework.
Although the things were burned, he could still remember them clearly with his memory.
However, this thing was too important in his mind, so he planned to deepen his memory to avoid omissions, so he was slightly absent-minded at this time, "Ah? What? What are you thinking about?"
Ren Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yang, I formally invite you to join our Chifeng tribe, become a senior researcher in our Chifeng Academy of Sciences, become my assistant, and work with a group of like-minded colleagues towards
The end point of science is blindfolded and running wildly. I can’t guarantee you how far we can reach it in the end, but we will definitely go further than we are now.”
"What I have shown you now is just the tip of the iceberg of my Chifeng clan. Only when you truly join in will I let you see more of the truth."
After finishing speaking, Ren Zhong stared directly at Yang Misi.
The atmosphere between the two gradually became tense.
Yang Misi finally forgot the previous mathematical framework and thought quietly.
After a long time, he suddenly changed the topic and asked: "What do you plan to name the mathematical framework I just established based on your ideas?"
Ren Zhong heard the words and solemnly said: "Yang Misi's theory."
Yang Misi was shocked, "No, no, no, this is inappropriate. You should be the main one. No matter how bad it is, it can only be called Ren Yang Theory. How can you use my name..."
Ren Zhong laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Yang, you are wrong. I am not asking for your opinion, I am just announcing my decision, and you cannot refuse. What I want is the prosperity of the Chifeng clan. I am not asking for your opinion."
I don’t care about academic reputation. In other words, although I have come up with creative ideas, what I have given are just untenable conjectures. You are the real founder of this theory."
The subtext of Ren Zhong: Mr. Yang, just take this pot of blame honestly and never throw it away.
"This... this..." Yang Misi pondered for a long time, and finally accepted her fate, and then said: "I will join you."
"welcome."
Yang Misi nodded, "Please give me more advice for the rest of my life."
Ren Zhong: "..."
…
Seeing the two of them walking out of the conference room side by side, the dean of the Yuanjiang Branch hurriedly came forward.
Seeing the lingering joy on Yang Misi's face, the dean thought it was done. He was about to say something like welcoming Chi Fengbo to join him officially, but Yang Misi who was opposite him took the initiative and said: "I have decided to join Chi Feng."
Academy of Sciences, follow Mr. Ren back to the Nanxiang Star Cluster."
"What!" The dean was dumbfounded, and then he looked at Ren Zhong again.
Ren Zhong handed over his hand and said solemnly: "For more than two years, thanks to the trust and guidance of the dean, I have worked here very happily. But after all, I am the leader of the Red Feng clan, and I have hundreds of relatives in the clan.
The well-being of hundreds of millions of people. Now there is Nanxiang Bo Liu An in the Nanxiang Star Cluster, who covets my territory and threatens the lives of my people. Our Chifeng tribe is in danger of being exterminated at any time. Liu An, in this
The reputation of the Nanxiang Star Cluster is well known to everyone. I think if you, Mr. Dean, had paid any attention to you, you would have known about it. During the previous hundred-year review period, the Chifeng Tribe was repeatedly targeted by him, resulting in heavy casualties.
This shows how arrogant and ruthless Liu An is. Whenever I think about the dire straits that his people are still living in, I feel really frightened and uneasy. I always feel restless and have difficulty concentrating, which affects my normal work.
.I’ve been thinking about it for a long time and I have to go back and take a look.”
When the dean heard this, he felt as if he had eaten a fly.
How could he not know that the task was heavy and this was all a vain excuse.
Nanxiang Bo Liu An's reputation is indeed very bad, but that is a thing of the past.
Now that you have officially been granted the title of Uncle Chifeng, and you are the Chosen One of Serial Number 1001, how dare Liu An have any evil thoughts? He will only dare to act with his tail between his legs, and he will still be a threat to you.
But he didn't dare to use this inference to vouch for Ren Zhong.
What if something happens?
Then, the dean looked at Yang Misi again, wanting to know what the master was thinking in his mind.
We obviously agreed that you would help us retain people, but you actually "surrendered" to the enemy on your own initiative, you traitor!
Fortunately, you are still the famous leader of the school a million years ago. You have no shame. Are you worthy of your rank and our respect for you? Is it worthy of us spending our own money and selling you a lot of favors?
When the talent pool comes out of the frozen reserve, will you come all the way across the star gate again?
Where is your conscience?
But the dean kept scolding him, but when he saw Yang Misi suddenly suppressed his smile and put on an air of not letting strangers in, he only trembled his lips and said slowly: "Uncle Chifeng, Mr. Yang, on the way... But Qian
Please pay attention to safety.”
Ren Zhong coughed lightly and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Dean. But to be honest, I have made great achievements in the Yuanjiang branch in the past two and a half years, and it is still very pleasant to cooperate with everyone."
The days are long, I will come back when the time is right after I have settled the Chifeng clan properly."
"Of course! I hope we can work together again." There was a look of expectation on the dean's face, but he was already crying in his heart.
That’s all.
tired.
In this broken world, there is no reliable good person, they are all white-eyed wolves.
Watching Ren Zhong and Yang Misi stand side by side on the small spaceship, they waited for the spacecraft to take off lightly and head straight to Wangjiang City below.
Your Excellency, the dean, finally had a mental breakdown. He wanted to curse, but he just felt he was short of words.
After all, the dean is a scholar, he has never been in the market, and his tongue cannot bloom like a lotus flower.
He held it in for a long time, and finally managed to say, "What a grandson of a turtle! It's not done yet! It's not done yet! What a grandson of a turtle!"
…
"Brother Marvell, thank you very much for your hospitality in the past three years."
In Marvel Louis' office, Ren Zhong put his hands on his back and said this to Marvel.
Marvel stood beside him and said with emotion: "I knew you would have to return to Nanxiang Star Cluster sooner or later."
"Of course. My people can't live without me." Ren Zhong said, looking away at Marvel.
I still remember that when they first met nearly three years ago, Marvell Louis was still quite young, with curly brown hair looking energetic, and his figure was tall, slender, and quite heroic.
Now, less than three years have passed, and half of the white hair has appeared on the top of Marvell's head, scattered at random. There are many wrinkles on his face, and his skin has become darker.
Over the past three years, he has aged much.
Marvell Louis, like Ren Zhong, has not been in cryo-slumber at all in the past two years, but Ren Zhong's appearance has not changed much, except for two more shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which Ren Zhong treated himself according to Chen Hanyu's instructions.
Although he has shallow crow's feet, Marvell Louis looks like he has spanned ten years.
Marvel seemed to have noticed that Ren Zhong was aware of his old state, and took the initiative to say: "Brother Ren Zhong, with the gradual return of intelligence from all aspects recently, the dark clouds of war have gradually become thicker. Our investigators discovered that the civilization of the Ascendants
Large-scale military mobilization is taking place internally. Therefore, I have changed the rules of the past and will no longer sleep. This will probably be the case in the future. I want the military potential of Zhenjiang Marquis Mansion to explode quickly and reach its highest point again.
rest."
Ren Zhong hummed, "You've worked too hard."
"It's natural to serve the Marquis. It's just that you and I are parting, and I don't know if we will have a chance to meet each other in this life. I estimate that by the time you come to see the stars next time, the war will probably have started. In fact, what is in my mind
There are some contradictions. I hope I can see you alive again, but this means that the war will break out prematurely. But if it is delayed for another fifty years, I am afraid that I will be gone by then."
Marvell said with emotion.
Ren Zhong hummed, seeming a little sentimental, and said again: "I originally wanted to say goodbye to Qiqi in person, but after thinking about it, it's not realistic."
"It's okay, you and the Marquis will definitely see each other again, so there is no need to say goodbye." After saying that, Marvel waved again.
The office door opened and a young man with brown curly hair walked in.
This young man's appearance is very similar to Marvell, but he is much younger, slightly immature, and very handsome. He is looking at Ren Zhong with curious and nervous eyes.
"Brother Ren Zhong, this is my younger brother Bourbon Louis. After my death, he will inherit my title of Earl of War Wind and continue to serve the Marquis. When the time comes, I hope you can transfer the friendship between us
Leave it to Bourbon. He's a nice young man too."
Ren Zhong: "Okay."
…
The cryo-slumber era allows Ren Zhong to travel back in time millions of years, and even have the opportunity to cooperate with the ancients millions of years ago and become comrades-in-arms. However, it also makes it difficult for him to establish long-term friendships.
Everyone is always pushed forward by time, and because of their different positions and positions, it is easy to turn a simple farewell into a permanent farewell.
