Time goes back three days.

About half an hour after Tang Tianxin sat on the brain chain command chair, Zheng Feng barely finished a class, then held a plate of midnight snacks and pushed open Tang Tianxin's door dizzy.

The two little brats now live under the same roof, basically do not lock the door, and can come and go as they please.

It's a pity that Tang Tianxin didn't have time to pay attention to him this time.

In order to prevent interference, a transparent protective cover separates the inside and outside of the command chair.

Zheng Feng then remembered that she said she was going to take over the fleet.

Looking at the focused Tang Tianxin, Zheng Feng's little heart was inexplicably hurt.

As a three-year-old kid, Zheng Feng rarely felt lost in the past.

He knew that he was lagging behind, so he was always working hard to learn, and his goal was to become a low-end service officer on Tang Tianxin's ship in the future.

But this time, he inexplicably developed a subtle jealousy and lingering loss towards Tang Tianxin, who was two months younger than him but could already command a fleet to participate in a real war.

When Chen Feng's mood fluctuated dramatically, the Sage Project responded immediately.

The psychologists were shocked.

Zheng Feng's behavior was very abnormal.

Under the influence of the mark of the Fateful Convention, few people would feel jealous of others.

After all, human society is so huge today that no matter what their abilities are, what they are good at, or even if they are useless, it doesn't matter, anyone can find a suitable position for themselves.

As long as people still have a sense of responsibility, they will not care too much about what position they contribute to. Anyway, they will do their best, as long as they have a clear conscience, and they will not be jealous of others.

After analyzing for a whole night, some educators and psychologists in the Sage Project working group believed that the stamp of the fate convention deep in Zheng Feng's mind showed signs of loosening.

Well, one problem has not been solved, and a new problem has arisen, and it is still a big problem that is almost unsolvable.

Over the past year, the Sage Project, which was already on the verge of collapse, has suffered another heavy blow.

They gradually found that they were not only unable to guide Zheng Feng's growth, but even increasingly unable to analyze his physical and mental changes.

While countless students were anxiously worried about what adverse effects Zheng Feng's jealousy would bring, Zheng Feng and his classmates from the infant and toddler elementary class participated in a special combat competition that was a final exam the next morning.

This is a reserved program for the elementary class, which is held once every semester. It mainly tests the tactical awareness of the toddler fighters in mutual cooperation and their control level of the nano-combat robots.

In this simulation competition, the toddler students will enter the mission according to the distribution of ten people in a group, and rely on the nano-combat robots to continuously challenge more and more simulated opponents with increasingly powerful performance, and then cross numerous obstacles to reach the predetermined destination, complete information collection, and return smoothly.

In the infant and toddler field, this mission is the most difficult and is doomed to fail. After all, the average age of the participating children is less than two years old, and the oldest... well, it is Zheng Feng, three years and one month old.

Normally, the better the team of ten cooperates with each other and the more they know how to make choices, the farther they can advance under the siege of the opponent's absolutely superior forces and the closer they are to the final goal.

But no infant and toddler elementary class team has ever been able to truly break through the opponent's nearly 100 layers of defense and reach the mission destination.

The competition is just to see which team can persist longer, go farther, and shoot down more local units along the way, and then conduct a comprehensive weighted score.

Zheng Feng, a serial repeater, is participating in the same competition for the third time.

In the previous competitions, Zheng Feng had already become famous.

After all, he could not even lead one nanorobot. After a semester of training, others could at least control thousands of them, always making their teammates nine to ten.

The instructor did not have any expectations for Zheng Feng this time, so he arranged nine relatively outstanding teammates for Zheng Feng, hoping that these guys would lead Zheng Feng to get by.

Unexpectedly, when the competition just started, after the robots of the other nine people set off, there was actually a single robot numbered 10 that was staggering and fell behind.

The instructor was slightly delighted.

Zheng Feng finally made some substantial progress in his teaching.

From 0 to 1, that is a qualitative change!

At first, Zheng Feng's operation was very unstable, and the speed of the robot was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

When the array of more than 30,000 robots controlled by nine people in front began to engage the enemy, Zheng Feng's lone robot did not even arrive at the battlefield in time.

When he finally arrived, the enemy's first line of defense had been easily broken.

This competition is somewhat similar to the ancient tower defense game. It is particularly easy to deal with at the beginning, and the difficulty will increase step by step later.

Knowing that he was lagging behind again, Zheng Feng said embarrassedly: "Well... I thought I couldn't find the robot again, but I succeeded. But I'm too new to it and can't catch up with you. Don't worry about me, just keep going forward."

The other nine children did not abandon Zheng Feng decisively, but discussed it for a while. The child with the highest level who could control nearly 10,000 robots said: "Brother Zheng Feng, I'll leave 100 robots with you. Take off. It's okay. The robots of many other groups combined are not as many as ours. Don't be nervous. The ancient philosopher once said that no matter how high or low one's status is, everyone will have a day to play a role. When the teachers were dividing the groups, they must have considered your role, Brother Zheng Feng. This is a special arrangement. We believe in you! I will move forward and train with you at the same time, so that you can become more and more proficient. "

A two-year-old child is still innocent.

The instructor who was listening to the children's communication blushed silently and felt ashamed.

Zheng Feng shook his head slightly embarrassedly, but it was difficult to say anything. He simply focused on his only child and began to perform various training movements with the robot that was distracted by another child.

Unknowingly, nearly an hour had passed.

The children advanced through ten layers of defense, and the number of robots dropped to 28,000.

Zheng Feng's only child was still alive, and could barely keep up with the others, but he had no fighting power, so he could only hide in the formation and do nothing.

As the difficulty of the simulated missions gradually increased, the others gradually had no time to take care of Zheng Feng. They could only advance in groups of nine people who coordinated closely together, sometimes gathering to attack, and sometimes dispersing to speed up.

Zheng Feng was completely out of his teammates' system, but he didn't know whether it was luck or his increasing proficiency, his dodging skills improved rapidly, and he was able to escape death every time.

Unknowingly, several hours had passed.

The team advanced to the 31st defense layer, and the number of robots had dropped to only more than 3,000, and the number of people had also dropped from ten to seven.

Three robots were gradually wiped out and eliminated.

But the amazing thing is that Zheng Feng, this burden, is still alive, which makes people marvel.

Twenty hours have passed.

There are only three people left in the team, and the number of robots is only more than 600. They have broken through to the 52nd level, which is a qualified result in the First Pioneer Academy.

However, Zheng Feng's only seedling is still alive!

The instructors and the staff of the Sage Project could not help but start to exclaim.

They began to analyze the situation carefully and found that in just twenty hours, Zheng Feng's level of robot control has improved from a beginner.

But the weird thing is that Zheng Feng's control skills have no system at all. It is a combination of wild fox Zen and turtle fist. He relies purely on intuition to predict the opponent's attack and dodge in advance.

As for other exquisite skills and difficult holiday moves, there are none.

And compared to other students, Zheng Feng never fights back, just runs for his life and runs forward whenever he gets the chance.

"Wait, something is wrong, Zheng Feng is starting to get out of the cover of his comrades."

The instructor muttered to himself as he watched.

The genius child who covered Zheng Feng earlier also found out that the situation was not good, and shouted loudly in the communicator, "Brother Zheng Feng, come back quickly!"

Unfortunately, Zheng Feng, who had entered the state at this time, was completely deaf to the outside world, could not hear anything, and just kept moving forward.

A full 62 hours passed.

Zheng Feng's lone robot successfully passed through 100 layers and appeared at the information collection point. It then moved frantically on the spot, avoiding the scans of tens of millions of enemy units of the same level. It lasted for a minute, completed the simulated intelligence collection, and successfully sent it back. Then it was hit and exploded due to energy exhaustion.

The results of the competition have been announced, and Zheng Feng's team has become the first in the Empire's infant and toddler class in this project.

This phenomenon puzzled the scholars of the Sage Project.

Billions of people joined forces and mobilized the computing power of the stars. After a long analysis, they reluctantly came to a conclusion.

When the other children realized that this was a setback training, they would quickly and utilitarianly adjust their mission goals, no longer separate and move forward, and start to kill the enemy units that were blocking them.

When killing the enemy, the robots on their side would inevitably continue to lose personnel.

No one had ever thought of controlling only one robot, not caring about anything else, and just moving forward. After all, this is impossible and meaningless.

The Mark of Destiny will make people more "utilitarian" in war, and they will pursue more meaningful sacrifices, rather than rushing towards a goal that is impossible to achieve at all costs.

But Zheng Feng, whose mark was loose, inexplicably showed a stubborn and stubborn side.

He could only control one, so he focused on one, and finally he succeeded.

After finishing work, Zheng Feng took a short rest, and his health was full. His energy was restored to its peak, so he subconsciously sent good news to Tang Tianxin.

On the other hand, Tang Tianxin's 9527 fleet was in a precarious situation.

She should have led the team to evacuate and preserve the strength of the fleet, but she suddenly changed her combat thinking. She first learned from the traditional pilots in the past and compiled preset programs for a large number of intelligent warships. Then, like Zheng Feng, she focused all her attention on a special attack ship with the strongest performance and the fastest maneuvering speed.

Afterwards, this special attack ship broke away from the main attack fleet at the rear and began to accelerate forward along a strange and changeable trajectory.

Some people thought that Tang Tianxin was trying to complete a physical collision experiment, and thought that this was a good strategy, at least it could collect more data.

But about half an hour later, this special attack ship successfully approached the front of the super-large combat unit.

In addition, the thousands of remaining intelligent warships successfully detonated directional fragmentation bombs at the same time, using the collision superposition principle to condense a beam of fragmentation shock waves, and bombarded the front of the special attack ship.

Then, the special attack ship successfully broke into the opponent's transparent hull and headed straight for a super-small ship-shaped structure with a length of only 3 meters hidden in a corner of the enemy's hull.

After a terrible explosion, everything in the starry sky disappeared.

The 9527 fleet and the enemy's super-large unit of unknown origin have become a ball of the purest expanding energy, which will move forward forever like the background radiation of the universe until it is gradually absorbed by obstacles in the distant deep space.

"This..."

Zhou Donglai, Andre, Tang Shimin, Zheng Yifeng and others were surprised.

The intelligence analysis results submitted by Tang Tianxin were taken out.

It turned out that in the brief confrontation just now, her mind completed a lot of perceptual reasoning at a speed that surpassed the quantum intelligence, and determined that the material transformation inside the enemy ship would be slightly affected by the shock wave of the fragmentation bomb.

So he used the directional fragmentation bomb to buy a little time, and successfully pulled out the enemy ship's computing control center, and then detonated it.

She also believed that in order to control a huge object with a diameter of more than 100 million kilometers and resist the terrible gravitational effect caused by gravity, the computing core inside this transparent giant ship must be extremely important.

Once the computing core is destroyed, it will only be normal gravity collapse, and this giant ship will be turned into a large physical black hole bomb that has been detonated.

The shock wave will destroy all matter and restore it to the most basic energy particles.

Of course, the core of all Tang Tianxin's calculations is to successfully send the special supply ship to the vicinity of the enemy's giant ship.

This means that under the guidance of Zheng Feng, Tang Tianxin only paid the small price of sacrificing 50,000 intelligent ships, and once again killed a new type of destructive weapon that the compound eyes had just developed.

This is too tragic!

It turns out that others finally prepared a big killer, but it didn't even make a bubble, and it was killed by humans in advance?

So is this Zheng Feng's credit, or Tang Tianxin's credit, or both?

So all along, was the Sage Project's low-level judgment of Zheng Feng right or wrong?

Everyone didn't even have time to reward Tang Tianxin, but immediately contacted the staff of the Sage Project.

The top scholars who participated in the Sage Project from different places and from different angles were all speechless.

Frankly speaking, they suffered a severe blow.

So what have we been doing all along?

The cumulative effect of various seemingly rigorous and perfect teaching plans is not as good as Zheng Feng's inexplicable enlightenment!

Is this the power of the boss?

Too much!

Soon, the Sage Project underwent a major change.

The shocked scholars decided not to try to interfere with Zheng Feng's growth process anymore, but just let it go, as long as they could protect his life.

As for the rest, I believe that when he reaches a certain time, he will naturally explode.

He is worthy of being a suspected sage, and no one can control his growth.