Looking around, there is an endless vast grassland.

The grassland is covered with green trees, dotted with lush bushes, and dotted with lakes like chess pieces in a chess game.

The morning sun shines through the blue sky and white clouds, falling on these lakes, sparkling, fish swimming in the air, and splashing.

In the distance of the grassland, near the horizon, you can vaguely see a group of horses wandering, which is particularly comfortable.

Then there is a sudden roar, and a tiger jumps out from the pit near the horses.

The tiger has a round belly and a broad face, and its belly shakes when it runs, like a pregnant tigress.

The horses scatter and flee in all directions.

The horses' hooves are tumbling, and the grass is flying.

The huge tiger, which was at least seven meters long, was able to move at great speed despite its large body. It caught up with the sturdy horse in the blink of an eye, and

the tiger slapped it.

The strong horse with shiny fur had a sunken back, and it rolled over and fell, splashing a lot of mud.

The horse rolled over in pain, as if it wanted to stand up again, but its spine was broken, and its hindquarters were powerless. It raised its head and screamed in despair .

The tiger slapped the struggling horse's neck again.

The horse's neck bent violently like a broken match, and it was silent from then on.

The pregnant tigress began to gnaw at the horse's belly.

On one side was death, and on the other side was childbirth.

Green mountains, clear water, green grass, and red blood. This scene looks cruel and bloody, but it also contains the laws of nature.

In addition to the horses and tigers, there are eagles flying in the sky and vultures looking for food.

Near the tigers and horses, black or gray heads pop up from time to time.

These are hyenas, waiting for the opportunity to pick up scraps and have a full meal.

More and more carnivorous and scavenging animals noticed the movement here and gathered quietly.

Looking back, the Great Snow Mountain is towering into the clouds, and a white silk like mist and cloud hangs on the middle of the mountain, as if a fairy has fallen to the earth.

Above the middle of the mountain, the silvery snow-capped peaks can be seen through the white mist.

Looking down along the middle of the mountain, you will first see the orange-brown thin grass at high altitude, and then gradually progress to coniferous forests and broad-leaved forests.

In the broad-leaved forest, you can see small streams formed by the melting snow rushing down the hillside, and then gradually converge into a winding river, crossing the horizon and going far away.

If this river goes on for more than a thousand kilometers, it will become a river that can nurture and nourish a thousand-year civilization. The wind

blows the grass on the grassland, and the overlapping waves of grass spread from afar along the river.

The air with a high oxygen content is filled with the freshness of green grass and a strong smell of blood.

A man is standing on a big rock at the foot of the mountain, looking around and gazing into the distance.

He is confused and anxious.

The ecological environment of the earth he has seen this time is unprecedented.

There are larger and more active animals, as well as extremely dense vegetation, just like the Jurassic era depicted in the movie, where dinosaurs are running all over the earth.

This is the most beautiful scene in the hearts of all environmental protection enthusiasts.

However, Chen Feng's heart is chilled.

It has been three hours since he opened his eyes.

If it were before, he would have probably finished running laps, installed a **, chatted with Brother Tiger, and if he was quick, he would have already met the mother of the child and seen the new equipment.

But this time, the situation is different.

He did not wake up in the playground as Private Chen Feng during training, but woke up on the beach covered in mud.

The moment he woke up, he began to take deep breaths, and there was a suffocating pain in his chest. There was

no Ding Hu, no playground, no ships, no individual equipment, and no Tang Tianxin and the Great Snow Mountain Base.

Nothing.

Chen Feng fell into unprecedented confusion.

In these three hours, he ran around the surrounding area of ​​more than 200 square kilometers.

He didn't see a single person, only some traces of human activities.

But these traces were obviously some years old.

The dilapidated town had long since grown back into a primeval forest, wrapped and shrouded by broad-leaved trees that were tens or hundreds of meters tall.

Some tenacious plants also emerged from the half-collapsed walls that were weathered.

The building in the center of the town, which was several kilometers high, fell to the ground.

Lush vines climbed on it, wrapping it into a giant green dragon, which was both magnificent and beautiful, and terrifying and bizarre.

In the suburbs outside the town, there were dilapidated ships scattered all over the place.

The ships were not discarded normally, most of them were damaged, and the serious ones were even broken in two.

There were often lakes formed by huge explosion craters near the ships.

There were also broken super-large rails, and giant land transporters lying on the ground, each of which was comparable to an aircraft carrier.

The existence of these things proved that there was no problem with Chen Feng's positioning this time, and he was still on Earth in the 31st century.

But this scene made him extremely unfamiliar.

Chen Feng spent about five minutes to adjust his thoughts before he gradually accepted the suspected fact.

This time, there were probably no humans on Earth in the 31st century.

But he was still not sure why.

Chen Feng didn't know whether he had won or lost completely.

He hoped that he had won.

Humans had left the solar system ahead of time and rushed into the infinite universe.

But common sense reminded him that it was unlikely.

If humans had successfully retreated strategically, there wouldn't be so many broken walls and wreckage, nor would there be so many shipwrecks on the ground.

Especially since there were still a lot of metal resources in the wreckage, given the frugal nature of humans, how could they just leave it here without recycling it?

The answer was clear in Chen Feng's mind. He had failed this time.

Humanity perished prematurely, and didn't even wait for him to come.

Chen Feng had imagined that this would happen sooner or later.

But perhaps because he had succeeded too many times, he lost his vigilance against crises and almost forgot about this possibility.

He didn't expect that after the success of eight consecutive timelines, he would face a complete failure in the ninth time.

He couldn't figure it out.

He kept revising and striving for perfection, and his control over the times was getting stronger. His ability to allocate resources for his industries was stronger, and all aspects were improved. Everything was moving in a good direction.

He even had a feeling that this might be the closest he had ever been to victory.

But what happened was the result.

A complete defeat.

It was so sudden.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he was still a little confused when faced with the facts.

It took him about a few minutes to adjust his mood, gradually accept the reality, and then try to analyze the problem and summarize the reasons.

Shouldn't I let Fatty be the president of the North American branch?

Not really, Fatty is just good at dragging things down. Can he really drag things down to the point of civilization collapse?

Is he that powerful?

The influence of the song "Happiness to the Nth Power" was so great that it caused some uncontrollable changes. Various people rushed to the top and were angry for the beauty, which led to a world war?

This is not the case, right?

Shouldn't a salvation society be established?

This possibility is quite high, but it can only remain as conjectural evidence.

No matter how good he is at playing with time and how much technology he has mastered, he can only speculate on his own and dare not jump to conclusions.

Chen Feng pondered for about half an hour, then slowly stood up.

He sorted out some main ideas.

Things have already happened, and regrets are useless. Even if you are the only one on this earth, you must adjust back to the state as soon as possible.

Face the problem, analyze the problem, summarize the experience and lessons, and solve the problem next time.

This is the only way.

It is useless to just imagine, so try to dig into history yourself.

The earth is still here, and the traces of human activities still exist. Theoretically, I should be able to analyze something from the traces of human activities through archaeological methods.

Unfortunately, although he was once the dean of the School of Historical Sciences, he really did not make any achievements in archaeology.

He is very smart, but he lacks a systematic and well-cultivated thinking mode. He is not the kind of archaeological expert who can deduce an era through a fossil.

He has to teach himself.

Chen Feng has no absolute confidence in success, but he has to try.

There is no other way, he can't give up. If he

doesn't find the reason this time, he won't be able to avoid risks better next time.

The same tragedy is likely to happen again.

Maybe he would be lucky enough to activate an artificial intelligence, or pick up an information carrier and be done with it?

He went to two ships and three buildings, but found nothing.

He saw no human corpses or bones, no usable artificial intelligence,

all equipment and instruments had lost their operating energy, and all possible carriers that could record information were completely destroyed.

Chen Feng was in a state of confusion.

Fortunately, his mind was sharp enough now, and he quickly thought of a new way.

Although the process of each time he traveled through time was very strange, and he directly replaced his "predecessor" in a rather unreasonable way, his predecessor basically had a complete identity and background, rather than forcibly embedding a non-existent person into society out of thin air.

So this time, Chen Feng felt that it was reasonable for his body to have a history, right?

He hurried back to the river where he first woke up, and searched along the river.

About twenty minutes later, he found a memorial hall that was smashed to pieces at the river bay at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

Relying on amazing strength, Chen Feng lifted the rubble and turned out a broken crystal coffin.

Then he found some fragments of stone tablets with handwriting next to it.

Relying on the picture memory and visual analysis ability brought by the super high awakening level, Chen Feng spent about half an hour to piece together part of the stone tablet.

The text on the stone tablet finally took shape.

"Xian XX Feng Relics X Memorial X Museum."

Although the handwriting was still missing, Chen Feng used his rigorous logical reasoning ability to quickly come to a conclusion.

The original text of this line of words should be "Xian Sage Chen Feng Relics (Objects) Memorial Hall."

Well, I still have a talent for archaeology.

In short, this crystal coffin should have stored my body.

As for how this body came about, the case was solved.

The power that supports him to travel through time and space cannot find an existing fulcrum, so he simply finds his own remains and completes the reconstruction on this basis, allowing him to come back to life.

This may seem exaggerated, but scientifically speaking, it is no different from when he replaced his predecessor in the past.

The core is that his mind was transferred over and a body was replicated point-to-point.

The fulcrum of the body can be a complete person who can be replaced, or it can be his own remains, as long as the genetic information level remains highly similar.

Chen Feng briefly had some doubts in his mind.

Why is his cemetery and memorial hall not in Hanzhou this time, but in the Great Snow Mountain?

And he was not cremated, but chose to "sleep" in a crystal coffin.

He pondered for a while, and could only understand it in a general and one-sided way that maybe this time he considered not leaving the earth, and in order to make it easier to prove his identity a thousand years later, he deliberately chose the location of the Great Snow Mountain base when choosing the burial site.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to see the remains soon after crossing over, and then it will be easy to prove some things next.

Now it seems that everything is going as planned, except that there is no object whose true identity needs to be proved.

People are gone, who do I need to prove to others that I am me?

Alas.

After searching for a long time near the memorial hall, Chen Feng did not find any information carrier except the stone tablet. He sighed and was helpless.

He returned to the edge of the grassland and sat cross-legged on a big rock.

He no longer paid attention to the tiger eating the horse in the distance, nor did he care about other animals.

He completely accepted the reality.

Since his memorial hall was smashed and the crystal coffin was shattered, the last possibility of normal evacuation for humans was eliminated.

The only remaining thoughts in his heart were completely extinguished, and even he could not help but curse.

"Fuck!"

The sky suddenly flashed with lightning and thunder, and dark clouds gathered.

After just a few minutes, the clear sky became dark and pitch-black.

The dripping raindrops fell and hit Chen Feng's face.

He hugged his calves with both hands, buried his head between his knees, and lowered his head.

An indescribable feeling of loneliness seemed to be enveloping him gradually by the rain.

This time, he was really the only one on the whole earth.

He knew that he must have done something wrong this time.

Time is the most powerful weapon in the universe.

Just one mistake completely wiped out all his efforts in the previous eight timelines.

This taste is really painful.