Chen Feng didn't enjoy the meal very much.

The army has a rule that alcohol is prohibited in a state of war.

Now the army has been in a state of war for several years, and there has been no alcohol in the army.

Today, a thousand years have passed, and the status of alcohol in the barracks has greatly declined.

Alcohol will reduce people's reaction ability and affect the control level of the Blue Dragon Armor. Everyone has become accustomed to the lack of alcohol.

But Chen Feng came from a thousand years ago after all. Although he is not a drunkard, it is a habit for him to have a few drinks when he is in the mood.

Today is obviously a good day, but he can only drink a little alcohol, which makes him feel very empty, but he doesn't know what to say.

"Why do you look so down? Aren't you happy to win first place?"

Tang Tianxin, who was sitting next to him, raised a tall glass filled with pure natural orange juice and waved it in front of his eyes, saying so.

Chen Feng shrugged, "It's okay."

Tang Tianxin suddenly said something unpleasant, "You were infected by Ding Hu? I've seen your file, you are a genetically synthesized human."

Chen Feng asked back, "General Tang, are you racist?"

"I'm not racist, there is no concept of race now. And, no synth has ever been able to do what you have. I'm not just talking about the speed of progress, but your current ability, which is unprecedented among synths."

Chen Feng didn't know how to answer her, "Thank you for the compliment."

"Although this is a little late, you may not understand the significance of your appearance. You have proved that the upper limit of synths is as high as that of ordinary people. You have changed not only your own citizenship. I believe that from today on, more synths like you will be treated fairly."

Chen Feng asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

His social status was too low before, and he had never been exposed to or considered the too profound social system problems that Tang Tianxin talked about.

Since he was "banned" for secretly spreading doomsday rhetoric, he no longer had any interest in criticizing current ills in this era.

"Not all low-income households are willing to be waste, especially the large number of synths among them. It used to be generally believed that it was difficult for top geniuses to emerge among synths. No matter how hard they tried, they could only do some basic work at best. You have revised the concept of the times, and countless people will be grateful for your contribution."

"Oh, that's really touching. Then can you reward me and let me get the authority of Xuanwu Academy? Otherwise, give me the authority to query Pangu Academy's past data."

"What do you want these for?" Tang Tianxin asked.

Chen Feng thought the opportunity had come, "Because I love learning, learning makes me happy."

"Sorry, no. The knowledge system of each discipline is too huge, especially now that you have proven your talent in combat. In order to protect your talent and make full use of it, the military will not allow you to access those redundant information."

Chen Feng was silent.

At this moment, he deeply realized what it meant that nothing can change destiny.

I have worked so hard, my talent is off the charts, but I have worked in the wrong direction!

Fuck!

"Besides, the military competition and the recruitment of new members for the research institute are two different systems."

"Isn't any cross-border allowed?"

"No."

Chen Feng shrugged, "Then this era is really boring. Even the opponents in the simulated battles are all humanoid. The imagination is too limited. No wonder it's..."

He wanted to say that it was no wonder that he lost, but then he realized that nothing had happened yet and there was no point in saying more.

But when he thought of the inevitable pause, he looked even more listless.

I thought this time would be different from the past, but the result was still no different. It's really a bit boring.

Forget it, anyway, the Qinglong Armor has been trained almost to perfection, and the citizen level seems to have reached the top. It's about time to take a break.

In Chen Feng's view, without a real war, he would not be able to make military achievements, so the rank of second lieutenant and the corresponding first-class citizen rights that he had just been promoted should be the highest achievement of his time travel.

After all, the time from the beginning to the end of the real war was too fast, only a few minutes, and then all human beings went to bed, and there was no way to talk about meritorious service and promotion.

Forget it, just stay here peacefully, and then choose a battleship that is a little more durable and close to the inside, and then see the situation.

As for how much you can see, you can only do your best and leave it to fate.

After watching it, you should probably wait for death.

Chen Feng thought about it carefully and felt that this kind of situation where no matter how hard you try, you can still see the ending at a glance is very boring and very discouraging.

But he also knew that what he had to do was to try every means to change that ending.

Being depressed does not mean that he will give up easily. He just doesn't want to ignite himself too passionately before he can see the hope of ultimate success.

It is meaningless to be passionate in vain. It is better to do your best calmly.

After all, if people want to achieve great things, they must persist, not burn with fighting spirit in the short term.

Persistence is more difficult than burning.

What really hit him was what Tang Tianxin said.

He pretended to be so cool that he poked a hole in the ceiling of mankind, but he was still not allowed to cross the boundaries.

It is clear that the system is artificially creating difficulties for him and hindering him from working.

When he was a low-income household, he was addicted to the high welfare and division of labor model of this era, thinking it was great and convenient for him to be a slacker.

But when he really wanted to climb up, he was annoyed by the ubiquitous shackles of authority.

Gradually, he felt that the current system seemed to have maximized the functions of every person with working ability, but this system was too rigid, strangling human creativity and making everyone have no qualifications to choose their own life from the moment they were born.

Just as Tang Tianxin said, synths are born as low-income households, lacking educational resources and good guidance. Even if they are talented, they will most likely only be low-income households in the end.

Screws are always screws, and wisdom born in the garbage dump will still be buried in the garbage dump.

Ordinary screws have even been invisibly strangled in their most basic right to choose which machine to serve.

On the surface, in this timeline, the technological level of mankind has indeed made great strides under the self-sacrifice of generations, but Chen Feng believes that perhaps it could have been done better, and perhaps the more than 1.3 million martyrs in the predecessor of Panguyuan did not have to sacrifice so cruelly.

But now all this has become a foregone conclusion, and he is powerless to change it.

All of this is hitting his enthusiasm after crossing over this time.

Well, forget it.

I have come this far. I will read all the information I need to read, and then try to climb a little bit step by step to see where I can go in the end, and then wait for death.