There is not much time left for humans, so the tasks and missions of primary school students are not easy.

Since more than ten years ago, after passing the graduation examination, primary school students will enter different jobs according to their personal intentions and comprehensive ability assessments. Then they will work and study at the same time, striving to make more contributions before the final day.

Everyone is in a hurry, so Chen Feng is honored to be the only candidate over 20 years old.

Fortunately, the virtual examination room is a single room for each person, so he doesn't have to stand out in the big examination room like a crane among chickens and endure the strange looks of others.

Unlike the 21st century, the intensity of the primary school entrance examination is terrifying in this era, far greater than the college entrance examination of that year.

There are eight courses in total, and the examination time for each course is as long as four hours.

The whole examination lasts for two days.

Four courses per day.

This means that each candidate has to spend at least sixteen hours a day on the examination.

The remaining eight hours are used for eating, drinking and resting.

In the eyes of Chen Feng in the 21st century, this intensity is simply inhumane and insane, and it is a great test of the willpower of the candidates.

But this assessment and selection process is still fair, because everyone has the same intensity. If the willpower cannot withstand it, it can only mean that the overall quality of the candidates is not up to standard.

According to the Ministry of Education, when the decisive day comes, many positions will be on the line between life and death. At that time, the pressure will be greater and the test of willpower will be more cruel. Now it is just an appetizer to adapt to in advance.

You don't need to, and you can't complain about this.

Just as the coming of the decisive day will not be diverted by human will, the same is true for the exam. There is no way to escape and can only be faced.

Thinking of the many more real children who are suffering with him in this sea of ​​fire and swords, Chen Feng quickly felt relieved.

He thought to himself, I can't be worse than a twelve-year-old child.

Two days later.

He collapsed.

After the exams were all over, the results were announced on the spot.

Because there were too many candidates participating in the exam, and it was a unified exam worldwide without distinction between exam rooms and regions, there was no unified list, but everyone's results were sent to the corresponding candidates.

Chen Feng looked at the line of blood-red characters, his expression was neither happy nor sad, a little sad in his calmness, and a bit of relief in his sadness.

"The average score is 94.2, which is a failure. The total average score of candidates worldwide is 94.35, and the pass rate is 21.77%, which is an increase of 30.66% compared to the average pass rate of previous periods."

Master Chen Feng covered his face.

He didn't even catch up with the average score. It's so

shocking .

According to this data, a simple statistics shows that this generation of primary school students is very desperate, and the average score is around 95 points.

The average score is so high and the pass rate is so low, it can only be said that most people are just a little bit short.

But that doesn't matter, anyway, he knelt.

His personal communication system started to get busy again.

Many people sent him messages, asking him how he was doing, whether he punched primary school students, or kicked Young Pioneers.

He didn't want to pay attention.

He didn't know how to say it.

Chen Feng regarded it as a great shame and humiliation in his life, and felt discouraged.

After a brief thought, he decided to be more decisive and give up this struggle.

Not just giving up the exam, but giving up a series of overall plans after this time, and leaving them for next time.

People must learn to accept reality.

He has tried very hard, but he only has one month, and he lost three days in the middle because of illness.

Although his gene awakening level is high, those competing elementary school students are not bad either, and they have studied the same course for six years.

Chen Feng comforted himself that it was not his fault, he was not as skilled as others, and he had to admit defeat.

Sure enough, not long after, a document flew into his communication system and he had to check it.

This document was his notice of resignation, asking him to pack up within three days, leave the barracks, return to his hometown, and wait for the next volunteer registration, or become an assembly line worker and take up a job.

Chen Feng would definitely not choose the second option.

But he really had no interest in becoming a volunteer again and joining the Logistics Corps.

Although Tang Tianxin said that he still had a chance to learn from his mistakes and then be brave again, Chen Feng really didn't want to be brave again.

There was no Morning Breeze system in the recruit base within the Logistics Corps system. Even if he passed the training and successfully boarded the ship, he would board a transport ship of the Logistics Corps and could not go to the front line at all. No matter

how hard he tried, he could not get control of the Morning Breeze system and could only wander around in the Logistics Corps.

He lost every step. It was too difficult for him to get out of the logistics and join the ranks of the front-line fighters.

It was very likely that he would still be a transport soldier until the day of the decisive battle.

For him, as long as he could not go to the front line, it was meaningless.

Instead of wasting time in the logistics corps, it would be better to give up strategically, take a step back, go back to his hometown and be a waste. In the next eleven months, he would focus on cultural courses, study hard and slowly, strive to complete the junior high school or even high school courses, and collect more information at the same time. If he was lucky, he might be able to find a breakthrough and move some technology back.

When he returns to the 21st century this time, he will play less noisy operations, control the rhythm appropriately, and try to make the turbulence of the timeline not so strong, so that when he comes in next time, he will naturally catch up with the progress and take off again.

It is impossible for such a strong turmoil as the S bacteria catastrophe to occur every time.

As long as he doesn't fall into the same pit twice, it will be considered a success.

After making the decision, Chen Feng felt much relieved and began to send group reply messages.

"I have failed the course. Please rest assured that I will not hold you back. That's all I have to say, take care of yourselves."

Yes, since they can't fight side by side this time, let's not have such a good relationship.

Chen Feng began to try to distance himself from others and draw a clear line.

"Chen Feng, come here, we'll be waiting for you at the playground."

Ding Hu sent him a message when he walked out of the dormitory.

Chen Feng didn't go, he just said that he had to go to the infirmary for a comprehensive physical examination, and he would not come to the training, anyway, he had been persuaded to withdraw.

Ding Hu didn't persuade him much, let alone comfort him.

It's just a mere failure in the exam, it's not the end of the world.

A man should be able to face this little setback with ease.

Chen Feng went to the medical area, but did not go to the infirmary.

Instead, he waited downstairs for a while. A man in a white coat ran down from upstairs. It was the medical staff in isolation suits who stood beside his bed when he woke up in the hospital.

This man was Scott, the head of the medical team at the Snow Mountain Base, an old acquaintance of Chen Feng. The two exchanged contact information at the time.

"Hey, you look pretty good."

Scott greeted enthusiastically.

Chen Feng nodded, "I still have to thank you for your full efforts to treat me, otherwise the result would be hard to say. I came to say goodbye to you this time. I failed the assessment and was persuaded to withdraw. I have to leave in two days."

Scott was stunned, a little stunned, "Is that so? What a pity."

"It's okay, I am mentally prepared. But I have learned a lesson. When I go back this time, I plan to really consolidate everyone's cultural level from beginning to end."

"Well, I'm glad you have this thought. I wish you a safe journey."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course, I won't give up easily. I will keep pursuing excellence like those top F1 drivers who raced on the track a thousand years ago."

Scott's eyes lit up suddenly, "You like F1 too?"

Chen Feng smiled, "Yes. You too?"

Scott shouted, "Nice! I really want someone to talk about F1 with me. They were talking about it a thousand years ago. It is incredible to be able to drive at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour on a winding and rugged track. I even think that those people's neurological reaction ability is not inferior to our current fighters. But everyone else thinks I am talking nonsense! "

Chen Feng nodded and said with a common hatred: "That's because they have no vision, they are ignorant and stupid."

Scott nodded, "Yes, if it weren't for the busy work, I really want to write a scientific paper about F1 drivers. They are very worthy of research. By the way, who do you like best?" "

Schumacher."

"Me too!"

Unknowingly, the two "like-minded" people chatted for more than two hours in front of the flower bed in the medical area.

Scott is a real car fan.

Chen Feng came prepared to cater to his preferences and knew all these historical allusions.

At the end of the conversation, Chen Feng finally revealed his true intention, "By the way, Scott, I'm afraid I need your help with something."

"Go ahead, brother."

"You know, I still can't get over the fact that I was infected with the S bacteria. If I hadn't lost those three days, maybe I would have passed."

"Oh."

"I've thought about it. When I go back, I will switch to biomedical science. I want to study S bacteria vaccines. I want to figure out what happened to me and why the antibodies in my body suddenly disappeared. What is the difference between my antibodies and those that are artificially cultured and then injected with S bacteria vaccines and produced."

Scott nodded, "Although I personally think this research direction is not very meaningful, I understand your feelings."

"So, can you give me a detailed production method and DNA sequence information of the S bacteria vaccine? You are an expert in medicine and biology, so you should be able to get it, right?"

Scott hesitated for about ten seconds before saying, "This is indeed not a top secret. I can give it to you secretly. I'll send it to your smart assistant's mailbox later."

"Thank you then."

Chen Feng left with satisfaction.

He finally accomplished one thing.

He already knew the entire process of human beings' fight against S bacteria.

As long as he wrote down the tips and found a way to pass them on to Lai Wenming or other scholars five hundred years later, he might be able to improve human reaction speed, allow humans to prepare early, end the war ahead of time, minimize the number of casualties, and appropriately reduce the degree of damage to human civilization caused by S bacteria.

Chen Feng believed that humans might not have to reach such a point of despair. As long as they recognized the destructive power of the S bacteria and successfully overcame it, the increase in human spiritual attributes would not be reduced too much, and the world government could still release doomsday information.

This would give humans in the 26th century back about 20 years of development time.

Of course, this would certainly make it more difficult for him to catch up on his academic studies the next time he comes.

But he couldn't just know that he could do something and not do it.

A small decision could save billions of lives. It's

obvious which is more important.

After leaving the infirmary, he had planned to go back to the dormitory to pack his bags, but he didn't go.

Tang Tianxin looked for him again.

"Come to my office, your teacher is waiting for you. You are the only student she has taught who is taking the entrance exam from primary school to junior high school. So now in her tutor's resume, the column for students' passing rate from primary school to junior high school has a data of zero percent. Be prepared. Ou Qinglan has a bad temper."

Well, Teacher Ou came to find this unworthy disciple of his to call him to account.