Shen Fu had a very long dream.

In the dream, his multiple personalities turned from defects into his "golden finger".

He had a hundred incarnations, each with complete memory, doing different jobs, allowing him to experience a different life.

Although all the jobs were very low-end, he did accumulate rich experience in a hundred industries.

When he woke up, only one day had passed.

He recalled it briefly and was surprised to find that he could clearly remember these one hundred parallel lives!

Not only that, his basic practitioner experience from a hundred different industries was gradually integrated into his thinking as time went by.

Shen Fu immediately participated in the test again.

The test results came out quickly.

He believed the words of the mysterious voice.

He was wrong.

The previous test was wrong.

Everyone was wrong.

My true potential is not the pathetic D or C level, but S level!

I shouldn't be rotting in a corner.

I should have a brilliant life.

He gritted his teeth, thinking of his miserable life, and a huge hatred arose from the bottom of his heart.

But at this moment, he shuddered, and a cold voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Your name is Shen Fu. You were born in the space station on the Tianyuan 4B planet. You grew up in an automated breeding welfare home. The first half of your life was unremarkable. That's because you have a secret that cannot be shared with anyone."

"Your thoughts can be split into a hundred parts. Each part has an independent personality. And each of your thoughts can live a life of its own in a parallel space."

"When your one hundred lives in the parallel space are over, that is when your self-consciousness is completely restored. Now, those one hundred you are dead, leaving only the last you. You have finally completed your accumulation and it is time to stand up and achieve your own life and create a great cause that will be praised by the world."

After hearing this, Shen Fu's expression froze instantly, and his shoulders slowly drooped down, like a robot that had run out of power.

About ten minutes later, Shen Fu repeated these words very mechanically. The anger of hatred no longer shone from his eyes. Instead, it was replaced by a relief and unrestrainedness full of vitality.

He was taken over.

People always have two sides.

No matter how weak a person is, there must be a hard place in his heart.

The only difference is knowing and not knowing.

People will always give up this and that in their lives.

If you give up too much, you will be self-anesthetized, I may be a good-for-nothing coward.

But 90% of "cowards" don't know that they may just not have chosen the right direction to persist, or they may just have a simple miserable life.

Shen Fu, who suffers from an extremely rare stable multiple personality disorder, is a typical case of not finding the right direction and having a bad life.

In this day and age, everyone has undergone various tests since before they were born, up to tens of thousands of times.

Some test takers know about it, while others don’t.

The significance of testing is to find out everyone’s talents.

Theoretically, it is almost impossible for top talents to be unappreciated.

But Shen Fu happened to be the one who slipped through the net.

His multiple personalities completely concealed his strengths.

Countless tests perfectly skipped his abnormalities, and only constantly labeled him as C or D grade.

Chen Feng’s insight into people’s hearts, however, went beyond the various labels on him and understood his abnormality lurking under the appearance of a useless person.

He had never even seen Shen Fu in person.

In the past few months, Chen Feng used his quantum thinking ability to scan a large number of resumes and screened out thousands of names.

These people were placed in different wrong positions for various reasons, depressed and frustrated, and even had the intention to die.

Shen Fu was the first candidate Chen Feng found.

It was not because Shen Fu had the best ability, but because if Chen Feng did not care, this person would be the closest to death.

The "dream entry" used by Chen Feng seemed mysterious and wonderful, but it was actually an "outdated" old method.

He used "Song of the World" on Shen Fu.

He engraved it deeply into the depths of Shen Fu's thinking.

Yes, he "formatted" Shen Fu's brain.

Shen Fu's extra memory of a hundred lives is nothing magical or mysterious. Deducing the life of ordinary people is what Fanxing and Chen Feng are good at.

He wrote a hundred script outlines for Shen Fu's hundred lives, and then Fanxing perfected the details, and finally burned them into Shen Fu's "formatted" mechanical memory like burning a CD.

People cannot accept memory infusion, but "machines" can.

As for why Shen Fu still looks human, instead of becoming a robot like those who were deeply brainwashed by "Song of the World" in the past?

The answer is his emotional ups and downs, which are also his new mechanized thinking based on his past style of doing things, and after a lot of calculations, it is a pseudo-emotion that conforms to his own logic.

He thought he had emotions, but in fact he no longer has them.

Shen Fu is different from the previous Blank One.

He should be called a "Reshaper".

After understanding the Grand Unified Theory, Chen Feng has completely mastered the deeper level of the "Song of the World".

This is a method that even the Compound Eyes have never understood.

Long before Chen Feng took action, he already knew that this man might develop an anti-human personality after waking up.

But he still expected a miracle to happen.

Unfortunately, there was no miracle.

So in the end, Chen Feng had to use the forced control of "Song of the World" to forcibly take over Shen Fu's personality.

This will slightly suppress Shen Fu's potential.

But it doesn't matter. This person who should have died survived and became an obviously useful person.

This is his way of dealing with Shen Fu.

Of course, as for others, he will adopt different strategies for each different person, and it is not necessary to use "Song of the World".

Some people may simply lack an opportunity.

Chen Feng will continue to find one after another of the pearls of the Canghai, and set things right in the details.

He will become the "golden finger" of these "lost ones", making these people who are destined to be nameless and of humble value in civilization become one extra "surprise" after another in the history of civilization.

This is Chen Feng's decision.

In the past, he relied on the "foresight" gained from reading history to discover talents, but now he relies on the wisdom of insight into people's hearts after thinking quantized.

Shen Fu can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

After tampering with this person's personality, Chen Feng threw him aside and no longer asked about him.

His attention was put on the third space station on Barnard Star.

As an old base, this space station is large in scale, designed in the second-generation ecological style, and has an overall cylindrical structure.

The cylinder is 40,000 kilometers long, 5,700 kilometers in radius, and 80 kilometers thick.

The wall is divided into three layers. The outermost layer is a special alloy with ultra-high strength, 20 kilometers thick.

The second layer is a magnetic field generator to simulate the earth's magnetic field, 10 kilometers thick.

The innermost layer is a rock layer 50 kilometers thick.

The space station does not have a gravitational field, but uses the method of self-rotation and internal rotation to simulate centrifugal force as gravity.

The rotation period is exactly 24 hours.

Combined with the mass gravity of the cylinder, the "gravity" felt by humans living on the inner wall of the cylinder is exactly the same as that on Earth.

The lighting in the space station is manually controlled. The radiation characteristics of the light are exactly the same as those of sunlight after being filtered through the earth's atmosphere. The changes in sunshine time and wave frequency simulate the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter on Earth.

After more than 150 years of vigorous development, the total population of the Barnard system has reached more than 70 billion.

The population of the third space station is as high as 20 billion.

Compared with Tianyuan 4B, the material conditions in the Barnard third space station are much better.

The people here not only have endless food, but also, with the help of the leading Barnard Biomedical Research Institute, their basic medical level has even surpassed the high-end technology of the Epsilon Eridani system.

There are still people here who are depressed and frustrated.

Branna Diaz is a master student at the Barnard Energy Institute.

She is worried about her graduation thesis.

If her thesis can pass the review with an A grade, then she will have the opportunity to continue to study for a doctorate, or directly enter the third-level subsidiary of Xingfeng Group and become a tester of the components of the energy supply unit of the star rapid development system.

This is of course a great honor.

She dreams of it.

But she has spent a full thirteen years on this thesis.

No matter how hard she tries, constantly revising and polishing, constantly retesting experimental data, and constantly absorbing and adding new theories, her graduation thesis can only get a C or B grade in the preliminary evaluation every time.

If it is only a B grade, then she can only enter a collectively owned enterprise established within the third space station, which means that the height she can reach in the rest of her life has been set by 90%.

Although she now has a lifespan of more than 200 years, thirteen years is still too long and too tiring.

She was extremely painful in learning, and wanted to give up struggling more than once.

But as a person born in a scholarly family, she really didn't know how to face the expectations of her parents and elders who had high hopes for her.

Branna didn't want to be the least educated person in the family, and she didn't want to live up to the label of genius that she had been labeled since she was a child.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, but she never dreamed that something that she thought was very simple would be so difficult.

There are only two months left until the deadline for submission of this year's thesis, and Branna doesn't have much time left.

But she is very clear that this time is still the same.

The pace of the times has been moving forward. The thesis that she just racked her brains to complete used last year's theorem, and now it has changed again.

She wanted to apply the new theorem to her thesis, but it would require a lot of effort. With her current level of knowledge, it was impossible for her to understand and adjust the thesis within two months.

In the street park on Fifth Avenue in James City, raindrops were falling obliquely.

This artificial rain was sprayed by a large rotating sprinkler hanging in the center of the cylindrical space station. It had a certain initial velocity and was mainly used to water the green plants in the space station.

The leaves of the tall elm trees in the park swayed in the wind and rain, making a rustling sound.

The classic song "The Sun in the Universe" was playing in the ultra-high-resolution speakers.

Branna sat on a wooden chair without a canopy, staring blankly at the sky.

The intelligent robot reminded her just now and asked her if she wanted to take shelter from the rain.

If she said yes, then the raindrops falling from the sky would form a blank zone within a one-meter radius around her.

This is very simple, and only requires a slight adjustment of the intelligent brain hub.

But she refused.

Within a few tens of seconds, another smart umbrella floated over from the corner of the park, but she also rejected it.

Blanna just wanted to calm herself down.

Otherwise, she would collapse.

I heard that the world government is trying to study a kind of bacteria recently. After implanting this bacteria into one's body, the human's intellectual potential will be able to fully explode.

If successful, I must become a test volunteer as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, I don't know

how many years it will take. When will this kind of day end?

Can I really only be a mediocre assembly line worker?

"Oh!"

Blanna sighed.

She was really ashamed of herself.

In this day and age, she has such good training resources, but in the end she has become a lost person.

They can only pin their hopes of turning things around on the elusive bacteria under development.

"Hello, Branna Diaz."

Just as the rain had just soaked through her clothes and the health warning system had quietly begun to inject her with drugs to enhance her immunity in the event of hypothermia, a strange man's voice rang in her mind.

Branna frowned and slowly stood up, "Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about? Sorry, I don't accept any exam training. The knowledge system provided by the government does not need others to improve it. In addition, I don't need any psychological guidance. My family has hired an expert counselor for me."

She mistook the voice for a telemarketer.

Thirteen years of hard work with her master's thesis made her more or less famous in James City.

Well, mainly in private education and training institutions.

These unfortunate bastards, who thought they had mastered the true meaning of knowledge, always wanted to make a lot of money from her.

Branna was annoyed. She usually blocked unfamiliar calls, but she didn't expect someone to find a loophole and call her.

Her series of rejections made Chen Feng on the other side a little overwhelmed.

Oh, so alert?

Chen Feng's routine was also disrupted.

He wanted to use the master's thesis as a starting point, but now it seems that it won't work.

He coughed lightly, lowered his voice, and switched to the extremely magnetic tone of a middle-aged man, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is who you are and what kind of person you want to be."

Click.

The other party hung up the call.

Ten seconds later.

"Who are you? I have blocked you, how can you still call in? I warn you not to harass me, otherwise I will file a complaint against you in the arbitration court. Your behavior..."

Chen Feng: "Branna, in addition to writing your thesis this year, you have also been writing some movie scripts, right?"

The roar on the other side stopped abruptly.

In the street park, Branna felt the raindrops on her face and felt colder and colder.

This is her biggest secret.

She has not told her parents, nor even her best friend who grew up with her.

As a genius who has achieved A-level in multiple academic comprehensive potential assessments, she can't help but write some stories from time to time.

In order to prevent the secret from being exposed, she didn't even dare to use her personal AI, but wrote it by hand in a notebook and hid it in the compartment of her underwear closet.

She was immediately panicked, thinking in fear, how did this person know?

What should I do if this person tells my parents and my mentor that I can't pass the review because of my script writing?

"You...what do you want?"

After being stunned, Branna's tone softened instantly, even with a hint of pleading.

Chen Feng said slowly in his magnetic voice: "Do you know the name of the city you are in?"

"James City, what's wrong?"

"What is the industry that James is most proud of?" "

The holographic film industry. It is one of the ten strongest cities in the entire empire."

"Yes, the name of this city is to commemorate James Diaz. He has the same last name as you."

Branna: "There are at least hundreds of thousands of people with the same name as Director James in the city."

"Others just don't have a last name themselves or their ancestors, so they borrowed the last name of Diaz when they were born. But you are different, you are the descendant of James Diaz. Didn't your parents tell you?"

Branna was stunned, "No...no."

She couldn't help but recall the great achievements of James Diaz in her heart.

As the first assistant of the sage Chen Feng in the film industry, this director has left a significant mark in the history of film.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "He didn't tell me because James' descendants had already turned to science six generations ago. One of your ancestors thought that science was more meaningful, so they didn't want their descendants to turn back to the film industry, so they kept the secret. Branna, wake up, you've made the wrong choice. You should go into film. Believe me, you can do it."