Ding Hu's lips trembled.

Zheng Feng's apology sounded sincere, but there was always something strange about it.

Ding Hu wanted to say that Zheng Feng's goal of struggle was problematic, not pure enough, not firm enough, and easily influenced.

How can you pin your motivation for struggle on a certain person?

As long as it is in wartime, and this is the front line, who dares to say that he will not die?

What if the person you pin your hopes on unfortunately dies first, are you useless?

Are you worthy of the good growth conditions created for you by human civilization, and are you worthy of those warriors who fought bloody battles in the Yunding star field to protect the peace of the Lieyang 3 galaxy and more galaxies?

Why under the guidance of the Covenant of Destiny, there are still people in this world who can have such selfish thoughts.

This is simply absurd and stupid!

Ding Hu's opinion, which had just improved slightly because of his admiration for Zheng Feng's fighting talent, was once again hit by a devastating blow.

His anger was ignited again, and he wanted to scold Zheng Feng.

But before he got angry, he suddenly reacted to Zheng Feng's uniqueness.

This child is much slower than ordinary people in intellectual development, but his potential in fighting talent has gradually emerged, which shows that he has concentrated his limited energy on the areas that he thinks are useful and important. It is natural that he lags behind in the field of three perspectives.

Therefore, education is still necessary, but the tone and words must be paid attention to. You cannot communicate with him in a commanding tone like you do with other trainees. You have to talk to him and guide him step by step.

After thinking about it, Ding Hu asked, "The commander you are talking about has a specific reference, right?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Tang Tianxin."

"Then your goal is just to protect Tang Tianxin?"

Zheng Feng nodded without hesitation, "Of course."

Ding Hu widened his eyes, expressing disbelief. He thought Zheng Feng would hide it a little, but he didn't expect him to be so frank.

"Don't you think there is a problem here? Although I don't want to say something unlucky, what if she unfortunately died? Wouldn't you lose your life goal? You will live like a zombie in the future? Isn't this too... selfish?"

Brother Hu really couldn't hold it back, and the whole person was like a volcano about to erupt.

Zheng Feng turned his head and looked at Ding Hu more calmly, "As long as I am here, she will not die. Unless I die first."

Ding Hu: "Hiss..."

Who gave you the confidence!

Do you think you are a living sage!

Even Instructor Tong Ling has people she can't protect. Where do you get the courage from a little kid like Zheng Feng? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue when you brag?

"Ridiculous! So stupid! She is her, and you are you! Even if you really care about her, you should not only care about her personal survival and death, but also her ideal. If she is really killed in battle, you should continue to complete her unfinished business. What do you think her ideal is?"

Zheng Feng recalled for a long time.

It seems that since she could remember, Tang Tianxin has been improving her military command ability every day.

She often said that although Zhou Donglai, Andre and our father are the pillars of the human military command sequence, there are also some trustworthy corps-level theater commanders in the imperial headquarters, and there are also many famous generals in the imperial general staff and the general command.

With the support of these people, humans went from being at a disadvantage to being equal in the war with the Compound Eyes, and then constantly forced the Compound Eyes to reveal more and more cards, and then they were always able to counter their moves. The commanders in each region were able to adapt to local conditions and formulate the most appropriate strategies, and they were also able to cooperate perfectly under the coordination of the General Staff to fight a large-scale battle.

This looks good, but Tang Tianxin thinks there are hidden dangers.

Her original words at the time were more or less like this.

"October 3019 is getting closer and closer. We have come into contact with some of the prisms of the Ocularis, but the number is very small. The vast majority of prisms have not yet surfaced. These millions of prisms have caused great harm to humans in many past timelines, and the Ocularis have always used them repeatedly. This shows that prisms must be the core equipment of the Ocularis, so we have reason to worry that those prisms that have not yet surfaced are making some plans that humans cannot know about. 3019 must be a very important turning point. On the one hand, there are the hidden dangers of prisms, and on the other hand, we expect to open the Galactic Center Dome at that time and see what the Ocularis is preparing inside."

"So, in 3020, a full-scale war between humans and the Compound Eyes is likely to break out. By then, our current huge military command system will show obvious drawbacks. Many people are capable and trustworthy, but no one has the absolute and irrefutable ability and leadership to stand at an absolute height to command the huge army trained by hundreds of billions of humans, and even more from the multiverse. The allies of the Zhou Nu tribe. I don't know if I can do it, but I hope that if there really comes a day when humanity needs a supreme commander who is absolutely authoritative and trustworthy, who can streamline the complicated and tedious staff links and quickly formulate a huge strategy involving the entire civilization, and there is no suitable person, I can take over. "

Zheng Feng re-tasted Tang Tianxin's words, and then said: "She hopes that humanity will be liberated."

"So do you respect her ideals?"

"Yes."

"That's right." Ding Hu finally smiled and nodded, "Zheng Feng, you are still too young and your view of life is too superficial. For example, you are a trainee here and she has already gone to the front line. If today, right now, the base where she is located is attacked, and you are more than ten light years apart, can you fly to her side just by talking big? Can you? You can't do anything, you can only shed a few tears when you see the casualty report."

Zheng Feng tilted his head and looked up at Ding Hu.

After a long time, he nodded silently, "It makes sense."

"So have you figured out what I want to express?"

Zheng Feng: "I understand."

"Really? Tell me?"

"You want me to broaden my horizons, right?"

"Right."

"That's good to know. Don't yawn in class anymore. Go."

"Goodbye, Instructor Ding."

As soon as Zheng Feng walked out of the office, Ding Hu collapsed on the chair, as tired as if he had just escaped from the battlefield.

He didn't say much just now, but he was highly focused throughout the whole process, carefully observing Zheng Feng's every step and micro-expression, trying to figure out every psychological direction of Zheng Feng. At the same time, when he organized his language, his brain was running at a high speed, bringing his personal experience, educational psychology knowledge, micro-expression knowledge, literary ability, empathy ability and other comprehensive abilities in the education industry to the extreme. At the same time, he had to keep fighting with himself to control his emotions and never lose control.

This was too difficult for Ding Hu, who looked old because of his full beard but was only in his twenties.

However, he finally succeeded.

After Zheng Feng left, his self-confidence had long been shattered. The staff of the Sage Planning Commission, who were struggling to survive under the drive of a sense of responsibility, suffered another critical blow.

The feedback from Zheng Feng has already come out.

The effect of Ding Hu's words was amazing.

Although the principle is difficult to estimate, Zheng Feng's concentration, which originally fluctuated around 80%, suddenly rose by 5 percentage points to 85%.

A week later, Zheng Feng's condition returned to 80%.

Ding Hu's another appointment started on time.

"The ancient philosopher once said, 'It is worth it to give 200% effort even if you can only get 1% more. Because it is often the last 1% that determines victory or defeat.'"

Zheng Feng's condition returned to 85% and began to rise.

A month later, he successfully obtained the C-level fighter rating in the infant and toddler advanced class combat assessment, and once again won the nano-robot control competition.

After that, his condition began to slowly decline again.

Brother Hu appeared on time: "The ancient philosopher once said, 'Past achievements are always just the past. Ten years ago was the past, the day before yesterday was the past, and the second before was the past. The moment you stop writing, all the past has become smoke, and they are just meaningless merit books. People should always look forward.'"

Zheng Feng was resurrected with full blood again.

At this point, the countless scholars and staff of the Sage Project Committee finally realized.

They learned.

The biggest mistake of the Sage Project was not that they were not conscientious, but that they should not have let Zheng Feng's mentors know about it from the beginning.

Even if these mentors received professional training, formulated a perfect training plan, and honed their acting skills, they would inevitably show a very subtle sense of disharmony, and this sense of disharmony would inevitably be sensed by Zheng Feng's keen sense of smell, and he would have an irrepressible resistance in his heart.

The real perfect war god plan only exists in an ideal state. On the contrary, only the "foreign monk" Ding Hu, who is unaware of it, is not deliberately working for the purpose of training Zheng Feng into a sage. It is only out of the sense of responsibility of a training instructor and the natural love of a teacher for good students that the actions taken from the heart with sincerity and goodwill are the most effective.

Ding Hu, who is busy fighting wits and courage with Zheng Feng every day and racking his brains to discover what he has mastered, does not know that he has unknowingly become an educator worshipped by countless people.

He just thought that Zheng Feng was a gifted man, and if he couldn't find a way to squeeze out his SSS-level potential, he would not live up to Zhou Donglai and Andre's original entrustment.

Ding Hu was naive, but not stupid.

After the first in-depth discussion with Zheng Feng, he realized the purpose of the commander-in-chief of the Yunding War Zone sending him here.

It was for Zheng Feng, a guy with N kinds of SSS potential.

The value of a super-top special operator is self-evident, just look at the contributions made by Tong Ling in recent years.

But no matter how strong a person is, there will always be a day when he will be defeated by time. Tong Ling was dragged down by the current crisis and refused to enter the frozen state again. She was irreversibly heading towards the end of her life day by day.

Ding Hu believes that Zhou Donglai must have felt that after Tong Ling fell, mankind must need a successor to inherit Tong Ling's legacy, to complete those difficult tasks that ordinary warriors could not imagine for mankind, and to use personal strength to expand the results little by little and open up the situation.

At present, Spartacus, Zheng Yifeng, Bernstein and others are rising.

Humanity has another hope, that is, the sages who are destined to be resurrected, but no one knows where they are.

However, eggs cannot be put in the same basket, and although these people are good, they may still not show the potential to catch up with Tong Ling.

Therefore, the value of Zheng Feng, who came into being, gradually emerged.

Brother Hu thought he had accurately grasped the key points, so he worked harder and harder.

Ding Hu knew that the "quotations from ancient philosophers" that he was proud of were the core means to solve the problem, but he didn't know that he actually accidentally triggered another thing.

Among the so-called quotations from ancient philosophers, some are words that Chen Feng himself actually said, and some are words that later historians, writers, and philosophers speculated that he might say in certain situations based on their research on Chen Feng's life experience.

Although these words did not come from Chen Feng's mouth, they are a summary of his personal thoughts and perceptions.

Ding Hu used the class to "brainwash" Zheng Feng, but in essence, he was teaching Zheng Feng with Chen Feng's principles.

Every time Zheng Feng listened to Ding Hu's oral quotations from the ancient philosophers, it was like absorbing Chen Feng's personality and thoughts across time.

He was "feeding" himself.

The invisible shackles deep in his heart were loosening little by little.

A dusty mark was gradually surfacing.

The huge information contained in the solid mark was slowly dissolving like a crystal slowly dissolving in water.

Zheng Feng's current growth was not fast, but the level of realm he showed when mastering each skill was comparable to the combat potential that Chen Feng had gained through nine lifetimes of life and death struggles.

Time flew by, and four years passed in a blink of an eye. Zheng Feng was ten years old.

At this time, his comprehensive combat ability has reached B level, and his personality has become more lively. Everything seems great. The only problem is that he has just completed all the courses for the infant group in cultural subjects and barely entered the primary school stage.

"Brother Hu, I think I should be able to go to the battlefield, right?"

After class again, Zheng Feng took the initiative to find Ding Hu's office and said so.

Ding Hu thought about it and shook his head. "Don't ask me. I don't have the decision-making power. I'm just an instructor. You should talk to the dean of the First Pioneer Academy, or the director of education in the Yunding War Zone about this."

"Oh, okay. But I can't contact them."

"No problem, I can make a report for you."

"Thank you."

About an hour later, Zheng Feng, who was watching a 3D movie in the public art gallery of the first underground base, received a reply.

He could not help but feel disappointed.

His application was rejected.

Zheng Feng was puzzled.

After reaching rank B, other warriors can freely choose whether to continue their studies in school to gradually improve their abilities, or go directly to the front line to "seek wealth and danger" on the front line.

Why is it that this is not possible for him?

I am already ten years old, an adult, and a major with the rank of B-class fighter. I am also qualified to be an ordinary fighter on Tang Tianxin's battleship. However, this reasonable application was directly rejected by the senior management, who clearly told me that I must complete a bachelor's degree in basic knowledge and complete a master's degree in cosmic biology, civilization, linguistics, multiverse sociology and other fields that have nothing to do with combat ability before I can leave Planet 7. It

's simply insane.

On what basis!

Zheng Feng was furious on the spot.