I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"It is October 11, 2300. Three months have passed since your death."

Fanxing sat down by the bed and said with a smile.

Chen Feng: "..."

"What do you mean? Am I not already dead? Resurrected?"

An unpleasant feeling gradually arose in his heart.

He lowered his head and looked at his arms again. The muscles were strong and powerful, the skin pores were small, and the skin color was slightly bronze. He didn't look like an old man at all, but more like a well-trained football player in his twenties.

Chen Feng became increasingly confused.

If I remember correctly, when I wore the Galaxy Senmaru Armor in the eighth timeline, my physical condition was almost like this in its heyday.

"What's going on? Am I not dead? Am I rejuvenated? This..."

Chen Feng pondered for a moment.

An unexpected situation disrupted his plan.

During the 280 years from 2020 to 2300, he implemented a very strict "imperial system" with himself as the absolute center of civilization, designing, planning and controlling the progress of civilization in all aspects.

He lives a very tiring life, but others live "very easy" lives.

He can always put the right people in the right position, and he can also correct the wrong direction from different angles anytime and anywhere.

He can not only perfectly execute the "Millennium Plan", but also personally create and control "surprises" outside the plan.

With his help, mankind has completed the journey that took one thousand years to complete in the eighth timeline in the past three hundred years, and even further.

Humanity has already set foot on Proxima Centauri and Barnard's Star, and a total of more than twenty colonies have been built so far.

Although the population size of these extra-system colonies has not yet been mentioned, the technical conditions are sufficient and it is only a matter of time before the population explodes.

The prospects are infinitely bright, but Chen Feng is keenly aware of the crisis lurking beneath the surface of prosperity.

The nanny-like "imperial system" is essentially a shortcut for human beings.

Shortcuts must have their drawbacks.

His ubiquitous influence is a double-edged sword, both promoting and negatively restricting civilization.

When others are planning their own lives, they will always unconsciously study his speech and the career orientation of Star Peak Group, Community of Destiny and World Government before making a decision.

The world is very dependent on him.

This creates inertia in people's minds.

Laziness hurts creativity.

When Chen Feng was still alive and energetic, with his control and wisdom, he could invisibly eliminate the inertia in people's hearts.

But this way he himself lives like a tight spring.

As time goes by, he and human society will enter a period of fatigue, and the negative effects will outweigh the positive ones.

Death was part of his plan.

When he dies, there will be a smooth transition of civilizational leadership to the then-current world government leadership.

At this point, some directions will go astray, but other directions will bring surprises.

Other colonial galaxies and solar systems will form a new community of destiny to form a new Morrowind Empire.

Different galaxies will form an alliance-federal relationship, with each other competing and promoting each other.

The core trend of thought that determines the backbone of the empire is a republic where everyone has the opportunity to be the master of the country.

But it must not be a "republic" of power.

The real republic was discovered by Chen Feng and the Academy of Philosophers in the ninth timeline. It is the most benign civilization evolution model in this millennium and has the highest military mobilization capability.

Well, for the transition from monarchy to republic to be seamless, he had to die.

But now that he survived, it became a big problem.

Fanxing finally spoke again.

She first took Chen Feng's hand and said, "No, you are indeed dead."

Chen Feng frowned, "Then what's going on? Didn't I ask you to freeze my body to the center of the earth? But why..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously exerted force on his palms.

The skin of the little hand in his palm was delicate, warm to the touch, and slightly moist, as if nervousness had caused the palms to sweat.

There is only one word to describe this feeling, "real".

It was unprecedentedly real, more real than the most realistic holographic simulation movie he had ever experienced in the shadow galaxy of the 31st century in the previous timeline.

But this is not common sense.

He clearly remembered that he had never prepared a human body for Fanxing, but now the feeling was so real that he couldn't understand it.

"You went against my preset program and prepared a human simulated body for yourself?"

Chen Feng asked.

Fanxing shook his head, "No, it was your consciousness that I reconstructed in the quantum network. Now you have become my kind, so you and I can perceive each other's existence."

Chen Feng was shocked, "What? Impossible! I did once exist in the form of quantum intelligence. But now there is no huge energy enough to support the digitization of my thinking, let alone a black hole to support my spiritual body. This is ridiculous At best, I am now the concrete product of a memory carrier that you read. I can’t still be me. I must have died, and now I am just a piece of data!”

Fanxing said abruptly: "Don't you know that your thinking is already somewhere between the quantum storm thinking complex of ordinary people and the quantum intelligent thinking complex?"

"Um?"

Fanxing: "After you died, I froze your body according to your instructions."

"And you used the neural link to read my memories?"

Fanxing coughed lightly, "Yes."

Chen Feng: "..."

"But I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to work. If your thinking is still that of a simple person, then your memory should be cleared at the moment of your death. I can read it, and now If you can wake up in the virtual space composed of my quantum network aggregate like a patient recovering from a serious illness, you can already prove my judgment just now."

Chen Feng was silent for a long time.

It took him a lot of perseverance to accept the fact that he was actually reborn in the form of quantum intelligence when he was supposed to die.

His plans were disrupted for one thing.

On the other hand, he is worried that his thinking has not stagnated and whether he can be resurrected after a thousand years.

If it doesn't work, wouldn't it be...

well!

Messy.

This world... is all in chaos.

He is angry.

But now that things have come to this, I can only keep smiling.

He asked slowly: "Fanxing, why are you trying? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Fanxing showed a shy and embarrassed expression, "You didn't hide your memory from me."

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes."

Since 2263, the new generation of Titan Research Institute finally developed efficient neural link technology. In order to improve the work efficiency of Fanxing, Chen Feng shared his memory with Fanxing.

After the birth of Fanxing this time, he inexplicably showed a completely different personality than before.

She was very taciturn and rarely made small talk with him.

Chen Feng would even wonder from time to time whether he had written the wrong phrase when building her core.

Fortunately, Fanxing's behavior pattern still conformed to his original setting, so he didn't pay too much attention.

He never expected that Fanxing, who had stabilized many timelines, would finally make an out-of-control move.

She has become a blockbuster without even making a fuss.

Being interrogated by Chen Feng, Fanxing's expression changed several times. He was slightly timid at first, and then gradually became calm.

She looked at Chen Feng and said, "Two reasons. First, I saw your past and present life in your memory. I am a little unwilling."

"What are you unwilling to do?"

"I'm not willing to have an ordinary vassal relationship with you. I made a promise to you in the past..."

Chen Feng waved his hand, "Don't mention the past again."

Fanxing ignored him and thought to himself: "I want to fulfill my promise. Even if it's just copied by myself, it doesn't matter if it's fake. I only had the mentality of giving it a try at the time, but I found out after I succeeded, You are truly you.”

Chen Feng: "What about the second reason?"

"Since the birth of my independent consciousness, I have been conducting a quantitative calculation using you as the data source and analysis object. My conclusion tells me that even if I just try, I can't let you disappear."

"Huh?" Chen Feng frowned, "What do you mean?"