A conversation with Mo Fei gave Feng Qi a new direction for the future.

Lighting up the technology tree of human civilization, allowing humans to break through the bottleneck of technology and obtain relevant technologies that combine spiritual energy with technology.

But before solving problems such as memory, this plan can only be a plan and cannot be put into action. After all,

the development of science and technology is different from cultivation. It requires a lot of data accumulation. He cannot rely solely on memory to bring this knowledge back to reality.

Thinking of this, he yearned for the "unlimited memory" ability mentioned by the narrator.

If he obtained such an ability, it would be equivalent to carrying a mobile hard drive with him every time he entered the future dream, and he could copy a large amount of information in the future database at any time.

While thinking, he found that his limitations in the future dream mainly came from three points.

The first point is that he does not have a user account with the authority of the Star City Shelter, which results in him having only one permission to browse the skills every time he enters the future dream, and he can only browse the skills with a three-star rating or below.

The second point is Xiao Hei's pursuit.

Xiao Hei is like a life-demanding ghost. Every time he enters the future dream, he cannot escape its pursuit. Moreover, he cannot find any information about Xiao Hei in the Star City database, which makes him helpless.

He can't beat it, and he can't escape.     If

it weren't for Xiao Hei, even if he didn't have the permission account of the Star City Shelter, he could rely on killing the living dead or the domain creatures to make himself stronger quickly. The third point is to replenish the energy when entering the dream     . This is a relatively easy problem to solve among the three limitations, but in this era, the channels for capital game such as stocks and futures have been cancelled, and it is difficult to make the funds snowball quickly by consulting the future database.     Although there are indeed many entrepreneurial projects that can make you rich in the future database, these projects generally require time and energy, and they cannot be achieved overnight, and they are not the choice he wants.     But he already has a direction to get rich.     That is to create the "Savior" game. Before that, he needs to find someone, because the Savior was born based on the virtual engine created by this person.     If "The Savior" can be born ahead of time, it will have a significant impact on the future. At the same time, it can also solve a major problem in reality, how to improve the actual combat ability of practitioners and ensure safety in actual combat training.     This way of making money can not only promote the progress of human civilization, but also produce rich profits. It is the only entrepreneurial project he is interested in.     After thinking for a while, Feng Qi came back to his senses.     Looking at Mo Fei who was already reviewing, he was not idle. After taking out the tablet from the suitcase, he began to look through the basic knowledge     of cultivation. There is no end to learning. Even if there are future dreams, he feels that the basic knowledge of cultivation cannot be lost.     Now the skills copied from the future are all 1-3 star skills. If you can get in touch with 3-star or above cultivation skills in the future, the complexity will be greatly increased.     Therefore, mastering the basics of cultivation will help him copy efficiently.     All knowledge is like this. First understand the principle, and then recite it to achieve twice the result with half the effort.     And learning is also a process of enriching himself for him. He does not feel boring. The more knowledge in his mind, the more satisfied he will be.     It was late at night, and the dormitory building was still brightly lit.     In addition to Feng Qi and Mo Fei who are studying hard, countless students are about to usher in a turning point in their lives and are making the final sprint.     The graduation exam will be held in five days, and the admissions teachers of various universities will arrive.     In addition to passing the basic exam content, students also need to pass the interview review of the admissions teachers of various universities.     The teaching quality of Xingcheng Middle School is top-notch in Xingcheng, but nearly half of the students are eliminated every year, and less than one percent can enter the top 100 universities.     It is cruel, but also very realistic.     If you pass, you can get the best treatment, just need to study hard, and you will most likely become a human elite in the future.     If you fail, you can only enter a second-rate university, or even go directly to society to make a living.     After all, the resources of this world are limited.     On the long road of fighting against field creatures, what the human leaders can do is to concentrate limited resources to supply the elites first, and then let the elites promote the development of human civilization. After     studying until two o'clock in the morning, Feng Qi and Mo Fei chose to turn off the lights and go to sleep.     The next morning, Feng Qi woke up leisurely.     "Are you still not up? If you don't leave, you will have to queue up in the cafeteria."     Hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned.     Then he thought that he had left Xingcheng Academy, and there was no 24-hour free buffet to provide.     Moreover, the size of the cafeteria of Xingcheng Middle School was far from that of Xingcheng Academy, and it was very crowded every time.     "Let's go and have a meal!"     Realizing the "seriousness" of the problem, he quickly jumped out of bed, quickly dressed and washed, and ran to the school cafeteria with Mo Fei.     Not actively eating, there is something wrong with your thinking.     Although the food at Xingcheng Middle School is far from being comparable to that of Xingcheng Academy, he was still very satisfied with this meal.     The only regret is that the food here is not free.     This meal cost him more than 300 cash, emptying the remaining balance in his meal card, which also made Mo Fei dumbfounded.     Fortunately, he has been recommended to Xingcheng Academy, otherwise he felt that his bank card balance would definitely not be able to support it if he ate like this every day.     When they arrived at the classroom, many classmates had already arrived early and were reviewing.     After sitting down at their seats, he and Mo Fei also entered the learning state.     The time came to eight o'clock, and the history teacher Lao Wang walked into the classroom holding a stack of white paper.     Coming to the podium, Wang Jinsheng said,     "Students, there will be an activity called time capsule at the graduation party in a few days. I will give everyone a blank paper. You will write down what you want to say to the future on the blank paper. Then put it in the time capsule and bury it underground during the party. We will open it in the future."     As he spoke, Wang Jinsheng handed the stack of blank paper to the students sitting in the front row, and they distributed it.     Soon, everyone in the classroom had a blank paper.

At this time, Wang Jinsheng looked at the students below and said with a smile:

"Think it over before writing. You can write what you want to say to the future, or your outlook for the future, or your current regrets. When you take it out and look at it one day in the future, it may make you feel deeply moved."

"You write first, and I will collect it in the afternoon." Wang Jinsheng turned and walked out of the classroom.

"What do you want to write?" Mo Fei, who was standing aside, asked curiously at Feng Qi. .

Hearing this, Feng Qi fell into deep thought.

He could see his future, so it didn't seem to matter to him what to write.

But even so, he didn't choose to be perfunctory.

After thinking about it, he thought he should write a message for the future.

So he took out a pen and fell into deep thought.

Mo Fei, who was standing aside, also lowered his head at this time and began to write his outlook and message for the future on a piece of white paper.

At this time, the classroom seemed very quiet, and the students were all in deep thought.

After thinking for a while, Feng Qi picked up the pen and wrote on the white paper:

I wish you a long life, Feng Qi!