Chen Feng opened his eyes, but did not rush to get up. Instead, he covered his mouth and nose with the quilt and sorted out his thoughts on the bed.

After a long time, he lifted the quilt and jumped down.

He confirmed the most important thing.

He should not have brought back the S bacteria.

Although he still did not know the principle of time travel, every time he died, his body must have been shattered, but after coming back, he could maintain the physique at the time of his last death, so his body must have a complete reconstruction process.

Although the S bacteria coexisted with humans in the previous timeline, it was not a part of humans after all.

The process of rebuilding the body should not be so crazy that even the S bacteria were rebuilt in the body.

Since it is a completely super-technical black technology that can even transcend time, it should have some black technology face.

In addition, he has already defeated the S bacteria. He has antibodies in his body, and he has been transformed into a galactic human under the impact of the particle bomb. Theoretically, there should be no S bacteria inside his body, and only S bacteria antibodies.

As for the possible attachment on the body surface?

No, his body has entered the vacuum, and he was directly bathed in various nuclear explosion-level radiation before. His body has died once, and the S bacteria on his skin should have died long ago.

Therefore, it is foolproof.

There is no need to worry about bringing the S bacteria catastrophe back to Earth five hundred years earlier.

Otherwise, with the technological level of the 21st century, will humans really encounter S bacteria?

That scene is really scary just to imagine.

Walking onto the balcony, Chen Feng stretched his back and turned his head to look at the sun that had just emerged from half of its head in the distance.

His face felt warm and he grinned.

It was now six fifty in the morning in Los Angeles time.

Who could have thought that after experiencing so many ups and downs in life a thousand years later, going back a thousand years ago would only be a short night.

In the distance of the villa, the eyes could vaguely see the sparkling sea level through the intersection of two mountains, and sometimes gulls flew across the sky.

The sun was so beautiful, and everything looked peaceful and harmonious.

Although this was someone else's country, for Chen Feng, who was now a "noble" galactic human, he felt that the land under the dome was his homeland.

When the invaders come, there is no difference between the doomsday here and the doomsday on the other side of the sea.

People all over the world feel the same pain.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and encouraged himself, I must continue to work hard today. Yo!

He turned his head again and looked in the direction of Zhong Lei's dormitory in Mason College.

Chen Feng squinted slightly, very satisfied.

After the gene awakening degree reaches 35%, the feeling is really different. The vision has been enhanced a lot. From such a distance, I can still see the pattern of the chandelier in Zhong Lei's room clearly.

Wait.

Why is her light still on?

...

"What are you doing? Do you want to die? Go to bed quickly! I'll count to three. If you don't go to bed, I'll rush in with a stick and knock you unconscious! No rebuttal."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng was furious for a long time before he calmed down.

Although it is a good thing that Zhong Lei is working so hard, it would be a waste of time if she works too hard and ends up killing Qing Qing.

After a few seconds, the lights were finally turned off over there. A playful face with dark circles under the eyes flashed out from behind the curtains, and she stuck out her tongue in the direction of Chen Feng with a guilty conscience.

Chen Feng waved his fist at her from a distance, and he didn't know if she saw it clearly.

Swish!

Zhong Lei obediently closed the window curtains, she must have gone to sleep.

Chen Feng snorted.

Wow, so cool.

Inexplicably, such a reckless lesson made the previously aloof and arrogant Zhong Lei feel so comfortable.

Chen Feng turned around contentedly, went back to the desk, and took out a pen and paper.

He had to organize his thoughts and take some notes, that is, to summarize his gains and formulate a strategy.

This time he successfully eliminated the psychological infiltration and latent bombs, forcing the invader to change his attack method and expose the invisible bomb.

Now that the attack method of the invader's invisible bomb has been captured, the next time he goes there, if he can still obtain a high enough social status, he can personally take the lead in formulating countermeasures.

For example, a spare power cabin can be installed in the battleship to serve as bait, the battleship's protection can be strengthened, and the human fleet can make predictions and escape in advance.

In theory, then, it is possible for the human fleet to avoid attacks involving particle bombs.

Or, a new arrangement can be made. In addition to the "Joyce IV" loudspeaker arranged by Franky, more high-power playback equipment can be built to increase the broadcast power of "Morning Breeze" in time to interfere with the effect of the invaders playing "Song of the World".

This is also an excellent backhand, which can fundamentally counter the opponent's bombing.

But this may only be effective for a short time. Judging from the invaders' technological level, the other side's civilization is at a higher level, and it can definitely continuously improve the playback level and eventually overwhelm humans again.

But Chen Feng did not expect to be able to defeat the enemy once and for all. He would fight back as long as he could.

He also saw the true face of the enemy for the first time, although it was just a pair of compound eyes.

In theory, creatures with compound eyes are all arthropods, but that is common sense on Earth and may not be true in the universe.

The fact that arthropods can develop such a level of technology has completely subverted common sense on Earth, so Chen Feng did not rashly speculate on the racial characteristics of the opponent and swell up to the point of thinking that he was invincible when he rushed in with a bottle of pyrethroid insecticide.

There were other major gains.

This time, Chen Feng obtained a complete plan for the particle bomb from manufacturing to detonation. The core content was the use of "Song of the World" and a high-frequency short sound that he named "Dawn".

This time it was almost successful, so next time, I will try to do it all in one go.

These are the psychological preparations he has made in advance for what he will do next time he goes there. In the next month, he still has a lot of things to accomplish in this era.

First, he needs to complete the transformation of the results of the new technologies such as the room-temperature superconducting metals, several cutting-edge organic materials, and ultra-durable and ultra-high conversion rate solar panels that he brought back with great difficulty.

These things cannot be effective within a month, so he can only complete the preliminary preparations. When he goes there next time, he will burn incense and pray to Ryan and the Ouhe Group in his heart to help him and not let himself down.

Second, from the relatively basic theoretical knowledge of the 31st century that Dean Chen, an expert scholar with only an elementary school diploma, had barely mastered, he had to pick and choose some parts that people in the 21st century might understand.

For example, the conclusive results in basic physics or basic mathematical theory.

In order to be on the safe side and avoid adverse effects, Chen Feng had to be very selective about the knowledge points and not throw them all out at once.

He had to choose basic theories that were absolutely free of controversy and suspense, otherwise it would be easy to drag future generations into the ditch.

There were not many things that could pass his screening, and they were not systematic and had a huge span.

Things were very difficult, and Chen Feng was not sure whether people of this era could understand them.

For example, it can be roughly understood like this: elementary school students in the 21st century know that there are eight planets in the solar system and that dry batteries have positive and negative poles.

Then a primary school student travels back to the Tang Dynasty and talks to Du Gongbu about the positive and negative

poles of the eight planets? I'm afraid he has not been beaten by the 300 Tang poems.

Chen Feng plans to write a big hodgepodge monograph with random ramblings, throwing in whatever he thinks.

Whether others can understand, recognize, and ultimately bring about good changes, all depends on luck.

The third, which is the simplest thing, is to bury some of the "cultural relics" belonging to himself and Zhong Lei in the soil in advance, so that they can be dug out in person a thousand years later, making himself a real top "archaeologist" and quickly improving his social status.

In the previous timeline, Chen Feng found that the house he lived in and the office he used have all become historical sites.

So there is no doubt that the closer the connection with historical celebrities, the more valuable the things that are carried with them are, such as manuscripts, used fingers, underwear, mouthwash cups, toothbrushes, etc. ...

They are definitely worth a fortune.

When paying to the World Government, taking them out in public will definitely set off the whole audience.

There are also skills to hiding things. You must hide in many places and hide them deeper. In the next thousand years, they will definitely be dug out by others. You can keep as much as you can for yourself.

Fourth, sort out the entire research and development process of the S bacteria vaccine stolen from Scott.

Although it was impossible for him to work so hard to memorize the DNA chain structure of the S bacteria king and let Lai Wenming, a young man, get the S bacteria king in advance, Chen Feng had a more ruthless plan.

He directly memorized the long list of chemical equations and a large number of three-dimensional diagrams of organic polymer structures of the inactivated S bacteria protein shell that can induce immune antibodies in the vaccine.

Chen Feng kept these things in advance and hid them in the monograph in the second plan.

When the S bacteria broke out, I believe that among the crazy scientists at that time, there will definitely be someone who will read it and find his clues.

Then the development speed of the ultimate vaccine for S bacteria will be outrageous.

It is possible that the S bacteria will be severely sanctioned as soon as it emerges.

Then, the S bacteria, the ultimate weapon that the invaders had high hopes for, will be given away for free, and antibodies that can improve the gene awakening degree will be left to humans for free.

Chen Feng estimated that if not so many people died this time and the overall level of humans could be improved, by the 31st century, at least they would be much stronger than last time.

Fifth, the old routine, conventional operation, and the retention of programs.

Move songs and movies.

Although he did not study deliberately this time, his memory has become much stronger after all. He still memorized more than 20 songs including "Across the Starry Sky" and the works created by Zhong Lei in her later years, as well as several classic hit science fiction movies in the late 21st century and early 22nd century.

The above parts are the five core operational ideas set by Chen Feng this time.

Another point is that he is still undecided.

He still has some thoughts about the system.

In the previous timeline, the advantages of the purely humanistic social system that was finally formed were very obvious.

It was very harmonious, and everyone was very motivated and full of initiative.

But the disadvantages and problems lie here. Individuals are too autonomous and have too much room for error.

Without a compulsory high-action system to correct these mistakes in time, it is difficult for individuals who have gone the wrong way to turn back.

For example, the extremely bizarre school of intuition is the product of this excessive freedom.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's brilliant writing and his ability to turn stones into gold with his manipulation, the nearly 10,000 people in the school of intuition would have been useless.

Therefore, Chen Feng once thought about how to find a better social structure that can maximize the subjective initiative of everyone and have a strong enough correction mechanism.

The problem is back to square one.

In Chen Feng's worldview, he still believes that this can only be achieved by giving birth to a republican system that revolves around a great leader.

But he did not expect to be able to enlighten a great leader born by the will of heaven and earth after hundreds of years. He

wanted to, but he could not do it, so he could only put it aside.

Unknowingly, when Chen Feng finished all his work and sorted out his thoughts, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

He quickly ate lunch, returned to his room, turned on his computer, and began to input the music score on the computer.

To finish everything within a month, Chen Feng decided to speed up the pace as much as possible to avoid wasting time.

After about two hours, he finished five songs, stood up, stretched his back, and prepared to go downstairs.

Zhong Lei, who had just woken up from a nap, said she wanted to come to see him, probably because she had some confusion that needed his answer.

While walking down the stairs quickly, Chen Feng was thinking in his heart.

The last time he went there, through looking back at history, he found that the two of them really grew old together.

And Zhong Lei's artistic creation ability has not been fundamentally shaken. She first wrote "Morning Breeze", and she did not create many songs in her later years, which led to a serious decline in the total amount of her works, but the quality did not decrease at all, and even improved.

Then it seems that we can consider giving Zhong Lei a perfect life.

But Chen Feng does not intend to act rashly.

Just two days ago, he dragged her into the ditch of writing "Morning Breeze". He righteously stated that he would not fall in love unless the song was successful. But today he regretted his decision and pursued her. It seemed inappropriate. Chen Feng was worried that this would hurt her motivation to create.

He couldn't lose such an important song as "Morning Breeze" because of his own selfish desires.

Why didn't he bring "Morning Breeze" back?

He thought about it, but he really couldn't do it. The brains of humans in the galaxy couldn't hold it.

The amount of information in the entire song "Morning Breeze" is not inferior to the human gene pool.

Although his brain can remember the sound and can completely restore the entire melody in his mind, that is only his forced memory ability. It is impossible for him to write a score that can be understood by future generations.

In the 21st century, there is no brainwave capture equipment, and it is impossible to develop and produce it, so the sound in his mind cannot be converted into the sound in reality.

Zhong Lei didn't have any music scores at that time. There was no instrument to refer to for all the rhythms and changes in it. It was purely Zhong Lei who used her own strength to break free from the shackles of rhythm and timbre, and played it out bit by bit to create a special sound.

Randomly intercepting a 0.1 second change in the sound, there are n details hidden in it.

Chen Feng couldn't move it.

He could only think of ways to ripen her as quickly as possible, which indirectly affected her creative progress.

As the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. It seems simple but actually requires a lot of attention.

Playing with time is a more delicate job than governing a big country and cooking small dishes.

Chen Feng has no teacher, so he has to cross the river by feeling the stones in the dark.

When he walked down the stairs and entered the hall, he was lost in thought, but heard a disgusting voice in his ear.

"Sister Zhong Lei, we really come here with sincerity, please be flexible, and help introduce us to each other for the sake of meeting old friends in a foreign land and being from the same hometown."

Chen Feng raised his head, and in front of him was Wang Xilei, the vice chairman of Zhongyi Entertainment, who he had met once at the Grammy dinner.

At this time, this old man was blocking Zhong Lei's way at the gate with a few people, pestering her endlessly.

Zhong Lei moved aside and tried to walk in quickly, saying impatiently, "I don't know you. Based on my understanding of Chen Feng, he probably doesn't want to deal with you, get out of the way!"

There was no deep hatred between the two parties, but Zhong Lei was a jealous person, and she especially looked down on such vulgar people who impersonated others for the sake of hype.

And the objects of the impersonation were herself and Chen Feng, which made her even more disgusted.

Zhong Lei had this attitude towards the players she was not used to. She was not good at pretending, and she was too lazy to pretend.

"Why are you so disrespectful?"

The greasy-haired young man named Su next to her tried to reach out to pull Zhong Lei.

This young man is very popular with some "big sisters" in the entertainment industry in China. When participating in variety shows, he is not shy about all kinds of arm-in-arm and pulling movements.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Lei was quick-witted and slapped him away with a backhand, and then slapped him in the face.

The scene froze immediately.

The young man surnamed Su covered his face with disbelief.

Wang Xilei glared at him fiercely. For the first time, he felt that the little guy he supported would only cause trouble.

"Don't come here to make trouble. I'm not like those old goblins who like old cows eating young grass!"

Zhong Lei put her hands on her hips, furious, and arrogant.

Chen Feng, who quietly stood behind her, laughed out loud.

It's so rare to see her so fierce again, just like when she scolded Zhou A in public.

She has changed a lot.

But in fact, she hasn't changed.