Chen Feng was helpless about this.

Highly developed technology and the incomparably huge knowledge base system of mankind have created an extremely perfect social division of labor.

Although it is said that the potential of the human brain is unlimited, life and time are finite.

Unless one is a top scientific master of the current era, with a terrifying IQ that overwhelms the times, it is possible to achieve the all-encompassing knowledge and be involved in many fields.

But according to his previous understanding, there is no such person in this era when he came here a few times before.

God only exists in fantasy.

Even the top scientists can only continue to delve deeply into their respective fields, not to mention Chen Feng, a recruit whose background is a low-income household with artificial embryos and has never received any higher education before.

At present, he has taken a shortcut and become a non-staff member of Pangu Academy.

Pangu Academy and Xuanwu Academy are also equal departments, but unfortunately he is only an external employee of Pangu Academy.

Moreover, the difference between Pangu and Xuanwu is a thousand miles, and the two professions are not related.

As for the achievements of Pangu Academy involving medicine and biology, he can't understand most of them. As for the Millennium Pharmacopoeia, which is an all-encompassing treasure book involving the synthesis methods and components of various drugs, as a non-staff member, he can't see it.

Little white mice have human rights, but the privileges are not enough.

Blocking these "outdated" scientific and technological achievements is, in a sense, the protection of non-professionals by the world government. In order to learn and use them in the post-modern society, there is no need to ponder the entire millennium history of science and technology. The precious energy should be used on things that can be used at the moment.

So unless you are a professional researcher, you are not allowed to watch it.

Protecting the time of researchers is equivalent to protecting their lives.

Want to touch it? You still have to find a way to become a regular employee.

Forget it, I'll think of a way later.

Are you really pissing me off?

More than ten years and three months?

I'm screwed!

For me, it's less than a year!

But the cost of transformation now is too high. Chen Feng is still groping and dare not rush in.

And he can only become an intern of the external cooperation unit of Xuanwu Academy, which is too miserable. It seems that the authority will not be too high.

If you really want to save the world, instead of doing all these fancy operations, you might as well continue to copy a few dozen of Liang Yuan's songs, force Ou Junlang's status in the art history to continue to rise, so that he can never go back to Ouhe Group in his lifetime, that would be a great merit.

As an aside, Liang Yuan seems to have a strong life. He still exists in history, but he is missing three representative songs.

And Liang Yuan's achievements in this life have slightly declined, and he has not been able to squeeze into the first thousand years ago, but he is still a very fierce artist in the 21st century, and he still harassed Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng must have a deep and cordial greeting to Liang Yuan, so that his name will disappear from the history books.

In the 21st century, there was nothing to copy with technological content, so Chen Feng had no choice but to turn his attention to another direction.

In the 31st century, with his current authority, he could find some useful information.

These were technologies that were useful to mankind today and needed to be advanced. They were widely found in high school and university textbooks.

When he was a low-income household and a private soldier, he didn't even have the qualifications to read textbooks. Now that he has become a second-class citizen, he finally has the right to learn.

But...

he couldn't understand it at all. It felt like he was reading a book written in heaven.

He couldn't even understand the concepts of various professional terms, let alone sentences composed of countless terms?

He lowered his standards and looked at junior high school textbooks.

He just didn't believe it. After all, he was in a state of sharp thinking brought by the blood coagulation serum...

These were the basic knowledge for doing technical work, and he could finally understand them a little.

At least he could recognize these words and had a vague concept in his mind.

But...

string theory, superstring theory, positive and negative relativity, detailed explanation of neutrinos, entropy and enthalpy, the fundamental force principle in the universe, Opniz equations, the relationship between heuristic thinking and geometric mathematics in artificial intelligence networks, the randomness and regularity of low-energy quantum frequency vibration in quantum communication...

Chen Feng smeared his face.

What are these!

I am translating a junior high school textbook!

Are junior high school students a thousand years later so good at playing?

Having been a low-income household for three years, he had no qualifications and had no intention of pondering the nature of this world, and he didn't know how terrible this world was.

This time, he was slightly tempted by worldly desires, and was inspired by "Bath of Fire" to make progress, so he slightly touched this terrible Pandora's box.

Now it seems that the three-year simulation and five-year college entrance examination are simply weak.

Forget it, it's better to be an ordinary person who can only use it without knowing why it can be used so well.

The world government's classification of the population is meaningful.

Those who don't have brains are either low-income households or practical personnel, and they don't need to care about the principles.

Those who have brains, even if they are just grassroots employees related to scientific research or production, are probably not players that Chen Feng, whose IQ is 133.233, can understand.

"Weiwei, when you say more than ten years and three months of study, do you mean not eating, drinking, sleeping, or resting?"

"Yes, and you must be 100% focused on learning."

"I lose."

Chen Feng, who was very self-aware, immediately gave up trying to figure out the technology of this era.

He turned his attention back to the historical evolution of the Ouhe Group, intending to continue to push back along this line to understand the changes over the past thousand years.

But a strong feeling of tiredness suddenly hit him, and he couldn't close his eyes in an instant.

The sofa automatically transformed into a bed, and a box appeared next to it. Two long mechanical arms stretched out from the bottom, pulled open the bedding inside, and covered Chen Feng steadily.

Where he put his head, the sofa bulged a little more, forming a completely wrapped and close-fitting pillow.

There was another hissing metal sound under the bed, and the sofa bed automatically changed into the most ergonomic support curve according to his body curve.

Chen Feng slept soundly this time.

He had a long nightmare.

He was roaring in his dream.

"Who said that electrons are not randomly distributed in a discrete manner! Relativity is relativity! How can there be anti-relativity! Light is wave-particle duality! Light and particles are both light! Quarks are really the smallest division! They cannot be divided any further!"

His mentality completely collapsed.

The next day at noon.

Chen Feng woke up on time, no more, no less, just ten hours of sleep. He had

too many dreams last night, and his head was a little tipsy.

Chen Feng did not rush to get up, but sat cross-legged on the sofa in a daze, feeling the sofa under him automatically prop up.

He knew what he dreamed about last night, and his memory was very clear.

This "dream within a dream" is really terrifying.

Well, never mind, as long as you don't have any unrealistic expectations, you will never be disappointed.

Let's go back and continue to look at historical data, and don't have any dreams of becoming a tech mogul.

This road is a dead end at the moment, let's talk about it later.

Thinking of what Weiwei said about the high-intensity learning cycle of more than ten years and three months, according to the time conversion, he needs at least thirty years, so he has to go back and forth more than thirty times in a thousand years.

Who can stand it?

First make more money, continue to raise Ou Junlang a little bit, and try to see if you can continue to squeeze Zhong Lei's potential, isn't it good?

It's a pity that the song "Bath of Fire" can't be copied, but it doesn't matter, this time Zhong Lei has other new products.

"Chen Feng, how did you sleep last night?"

After washing up and eating the temperature-appropriate nutritious meal delivered by the pipeline, Chen Feng walked out of the dormitory door and saw Ding Hu's unshaven face looking at him closely.

Chen Feng took a step back, "Brother Hu, aren't you going to lead the team in training?"

Ding Hu shrugged, "I asked them to run laps, and came back to see how you were. It's okay, nothing unexpected happened."

"Are you afraid that I won't wake up?"

"Ha, how can that be. It's just that Professor Ouyang asked me to keep an eye on you. Now you are the treasure of all mankind."

Chen Feng shivered, "Don't be so corny, my dear."

"Tsk..."

This time Ding Hu lost first.

Ding Hu was so shocked by the shout that he froze for a long time before he remembered the important matter. He patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."

"Where are we going? Regular training?"

Chen Feng wanted to say that he really had no interest in regular recruit training, as he had practiced it three times before.

As they say, things never happen more than three times, and it's really a bit overwhelming to do it again.

Ding Hu shook his head, "No, considering your special situation, the higher-ups have decided to let you directly enter the Qinglong Armor adaptation training, starting with theoretical knowledge and simultaneously carrying out simulator operation."

"That's great!" Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He really... was tired of pretending to be cool by relying on foresight in the regular training that he was familiar with.

The two walked side by side into the depths of the base. Chen Feng thought of last night's military song "Bath of Fire" and said, "By the way, Brother Hu, I didn't have time to watch it yesterday, and I still haven't found out why "Bath of Fire

" became a military song. Can you tell me a little bit about it? Even if it's a long story, you can make it short." Ding Hu sighed, "Okay. You know what? In fact, "Bath of Fire" can't be said to be a military song."

"What is it?"

"It's the war song of all of us humans."

"Ah?"

"Do you know Xuanwu Research Institute?"

Chen Feng suddenly became interested, "I know, what's the relationship between the two?" "

The reason why "Bath of Fire" became our war song has to start from the predecessor of Xuanwu Research Institute. This story is very long and very sad..."