Chapter 692 Young Zheng Feng's Melancholy

According to the rules of the competition, the teams that successfully pass the first round of the academy's assessment and enter the next round of the competition can have a day off.
In theory, the Flying Tigers team should gather together to sum up the gains and losses of the previous round of the game, and do some rehearsals for the next round of the game.
But Zheng Feng announced to disband on the spot with a distracted mind.
Others wanted to ask him what was wrong, but seeing the heavy look on his face, they dared not speak, only secretly thinking that the captain was really strict. He won so beautifully, and not to mention being proud and complacent, he didn't even show a hint of joy.
Alone back in the dorm, Zheng Feng lied bored on the sofa.
He didn't know what was wrong with him either.
After coming out of the virtual space of the game, he would occasionally recall the unfinished "Morning Wind II" mothership spacecraft.
The scene lingers like a nightmare.
It was just a randomly repaired mothership in a virtual training task, generated by the main brain of the simulation, using outdated techniques from ancient times. Its performance is not even comparable to that of modern civilian transport vessels. What's there to care about?
Besides, deep inside, he was constantly asking himself many questions that were almost impossible to find answers to.
What's wrong with me?
He didn't know why, but he was always restless.
Zheng Feng opened the medical self-check system and gave himself a holographic scan and a psychological status monitoring.
The report showed that his condition was very normal, to the point of being unusually so.
Ding dong.
The doorbell rings.
It's Ding Hu coming over.
After entering the door, Brother Hu keeps praising, "You did a great job today, keep up the good work."
Zheng Feng looked up at Ding Hu, forcing a smile on his face, "Brother Hu, I have a question for you."
“什么？说。”
“你觉得微观白蚁的蚁后是生命吗？”
"Of course."
“如果是虚拟空间里，由主脑模拟生成的蚁后呢？”
“呃，那得要看我们是否把主脑繁星定义成一个生命了，以科学界目前的认知来看，再结合我们已经打过交道的不少机械文明，繁星应该算是生命。那蚁后也算。”
“Does the termite queen count as a wise life like humans?”
Ding Hu decisively shook his head, "Of course not."
Zheng Feng smiled and said, "But, if the life of the termite colony is just a natural phenomenon in the universe. If the decomposition and reorganization of shipwrecks by the termite colony is just a cosmic law like the birth and extinction of stars. Then, isn't it the same for humans from birth to death? Isn't a person just also going through a few love affairs, consuming some oxygen, exhaling some carbon dioxide, and if lucky, perhaps leaving behind offspring?"
"Perhaps the history of human beings may be longer than the history of microscopic ants, but if we extend time to infinity, assuming that human civilization will eventually perish in the universe. Then what is the difference between humans and microscopic ants? Our transformation of the planet, extraction of dark energy pools, exploration of trinary space and real energy, and the life and death laws of a star, the collision and entanglement of two galaxies, what is the difference? Why do humans exist?"
"Huh?" Ding Hu was dumbfounded by Zheng Feng's philosophical questions.
"People have seven emotions and six desires, they have feelings." Hu Ge thought for a long time.
Zheng Feng smiled and shook his head, then asked, "Can people live forever, Hu Ge?"
Ding Hu decisively replied, "Human cryonics technology is just stealing life from time. The human brain will still experience a breakdown of thought, and people can never live forever."
“What's the difference between a human corpse and a piece of dried-up tree branch?”
“There is no difference.”
“Is there a difference, in terms of the definition of life, between a dried-up tree branch and a charred piece of wood?”
"No."
"At the moment of death, a living person becomes a meteorite in the universe. There is actually no essential difference between that person and the meteorite floating in the universe. One day in the future, even if we win this war, civilization can continue to exist for countless billions of years, but one day, humans will disappear. When all people have died, the universe will return to silence. So what is the meaning of human civilization? Is it to help the universe accelerate entropy? But does this make sense?"
Chen Feng's series of questions made Ding Hu completely explode.
"Um, if there's nothing else, you should rest early, have a good sleep, don't overthink. We have a match the day after tomorrow. I have to go first."
After greeting, Ding Hu turned his head and ran, but his heart was already roaring.
Something went wrong!
Something big has happened!
Ding Hu felt that he could only seek help from the audience outside the venue.
In no time, Zhou Donglai, Andre, Zheng Yifeng, and Tang Tianxin all barged into Ding Hu's emergency situation discussion group.
Outside of this small discussion group, there are also as many as several million current and former scholars who have served in key positions in the Protagonist Plan.
Ding Hu threw out Zheng Feng's question all at once, but he didn't get an answer. Instead, he found that Zhou Donglai, Andre, and Zheng Yifeng had directly exited the chat, leaving only him and Tang Tianxin, the two "juniors," to face each other.
On the other side, the discussions among numerous scholars were heated, and finally summarized by Dong Shan.
"This is a good thing, indicating that Zheng Feng has begun to actively consider the fate of human civilization. His problem is actually not complicated, it just needs another assumption to break it. He assumes that human beings are destined to perish, even if not in the hands of the compound eyes, they will also perish in the end of time and the universe."
"If his assumption is correct, then we are not much different from the micro-white ants. However, if after the demise of our current universe, humans can continue to exist in some form, our history will not be severed, but will open a new chapter."
"So naturally represents the human civilization from the philosophy and physics of these two standards, have surpassed the limits of the universe. When the lifespan of human civilization exceeds the universe, human beings and stars, space meteorites, background radiation and other natural phenomena under the laws of the universe naturally differ."
"The subconscious of the sages must have observed our current situation, thinking that it is no longer a fantasy for humans to defeat the compound eyes, and they are beginning to consider the future in advance. His subconscious is thinking about the eternal way for humans. It's really worthy of the sages! It's really far-sighted, worrying about the world's worries in advance."
Dong Shan's words are like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.
Zheng Feng did not get a satisfactory answer, and did not know that at this moment, a large group of people were in a frenzy because of his inexplicable "hurting spring and autumn."
No words all night, no sleep either.
Since he could not sleep anyway, Zheng Feng got up from the bed, activated the "cramming" artifact, and immersed himself in the difficult book sea again.
Still, this trick really works.
As soon as he opened the book "Detailed Explanation of Alloy Coupling and Real Energy Effect", the noisy thoughts in his mind disappeared instantly, replaced by unparalleled focus.
When Zheng Feng came to his senses, it was already 12 hours later, at exactly 8 o'clock the next morning.
After studying hard all night, his brain seemed to ache a little. He rubbed his temples, stood up and stretched, feeling much better.
郑峰在心中过了一遍，冷不丁发现自己昨晚只用了12个小时，便学完了原本至少计划得耗时十天共计一百个学时的晦涩课程。
He was initially a little unsure of himself, thinking that he only half understood the material.
He then opened the book and carefully worked through many problems, and he really did understand.
Zheng Feng scratched his head, carefully recalling this bewildering night.
Teacher Xiaowei is still the same Xiaowei, unchanged, but what has changed is oneself.
One's ability to grasp has inexplicably increased a lot.
On the path of learning, it seems as if there is a ferocious tiger chasing and pushing oneself from behind, and it seems as if there is an experienced old horse leading the way in front.
Although he couldn't understand what had happened, getting stronger is never a bad thing, Zheng Feng decided not to dwell on it and instead do something else.
He first input the form of "Morning Wind No. 2" floating in his mind into the network through brain information recognition, and then opened the comprehensive data retrieval library of the main brain Fuxing, trying to compare the form of this mother ship to search the historical data library, in an attempt to understand what kind of ghost ship this was, and whether it could finally disappear.
Due to the fact that he designed the comparison range too wide, covering almost all large, medium, and small ships ever built by humans from ancient times to the present, the main brain's response speed was slightly delayed, and it took a full five seconds to give an evaluation result.
Zheng Feng was shocked.
There is not a single spaceship with a similarity of over 99.99%.
Even the most similar ones have some differences that cannot be ignored.
This means that "Morning Breeze II" did not actually appear in history.
He couldn't find the result for two reasons.
First, the four words "Morning Wind 2" only exist in the database related to the Pioneer Plan, and they are blocked for him personally. In his autobiography, Chen Feng only casually sketched "Morning Wind 2," but it was only an outline and cannot be used as a reference for current modeling. Of course, even if Chen Feng had drawn it exactly the same back then, Zheng Feng wouldn't be able to find it now.
Secondly, with the vast population base of humanity and the large number of ships built in history, there really isn't any ship that meets this miraculous coincidence.
After all, from the perspective of ship engineering theory, the original Morning Breeze No. 2 was just a half-hearted "doodle" by the ship designer Chen Feng himself, with many related details that cannot withstand scrutiny and need to be improved.
"Captain, are you okay?"
In the exclusive training room for the advancing team, Li Qingqing looked at Zheng Feng with a trace of concern and asked cautiously.
It's been a night, why is the captain still in this puzzled and unresolved state. Can you make it tomorrow?
Zheng Feng forced a smile, he didn't know if his state was good or bad.
His learning ability has improved, which is a good thing.
But as soon as he puts down the book, there are always distractions in his mind, making it difficult to concentrate, always feeling like something is about to jump out from his heart.
It's really hard to pull, but I can't figure it out, as if the shoes hidden by the bride during the wedding are nowhere to be found.
Seeing the military competition finals approaching, this is obviously a bad thing.
"It's nothing, let's start training. The competition modes that may appear in the finals have been trained in general before, whether it's special forces infiltration or simulation management, we have some experience. So what we need to strengthen now is another extreme situation."
他摆摆手，如此说道。
“什么情况？”埃德加·朱利安凑过来问道。
郑峰耸肩，“就是当我失去战斗力，又或者陷入昏迷，不能再起到作用时，你们的表现。”
Edgar first looked happy, then very embarrassed, "Uh, Captain, what do you mean by this?"
Zheng Feng looked at him, "For example, Edgar, I know you are quite proud, but now I am stronger than you, I can control you, so you still have to listen to me. But if I can't give orders anymore, you guys have to find a way to compromise, cooperate seriously, and try to minimize the loss of our team's abilities."
This is the lazy way that Zheng Feng came up with.
He is not sure if he will be back to normal tomorrow.
Just in case, he might as well start training today, let the players adapt to the state without the captain in advance, and take a break today to see if he can adjust back.
According to the previous rules, when Zheng Feng is unable to exercise the duties and responsibilities of the team leader, they will be assumed by Mata Nicholas.
Although Mata was scared, he still braved it and went up.
After a day of training, the Flying Tigers team members seemed to be in a sorry state.
Some tasks were not executed efficiently, decision-making was either too slow or too fast, understanding of other team members' abilities was not thorough enough leading to wrong judgments when formulating strategies, differing views and judgments in their respective professional fields caused conflicts, and blaming each other for mistakes led to internal strife. All sorts of miscellaneous problems came up, and compared to the strong team with full combat effectiveness that set out yesterday, they did not even complete an S-level simulated mission.
As the dispersing time approached, Zheng Feng also frowned and called everyone to gather around him. He said with a solemn tone, "It's obvious that you all rely on me heavily, but this does not make me happy. Let's see about it tomorrow, forget it, let's look tomorrow."
With a bang, the second round of the First Vanguard Academy selection match, the final competition within the academy to select 80 out of 20, began.
Unlike yesterday, this is a tower-climbing competition.
The selected 80 teams will be simultaneously thrown into an identical but independent task space.
Competing teams need to marathon-style continuously complete one specific task after another, involving high-difficulty tasks of architectural planning, production management, business development, undercover operations, special operations, and other types.
Each team needs to complete a total of 99 tasks, and the competition result will be judged based on the time it takes for each team to complete all tasks.
The first team to complete all tasks and reach the final goal will naturally be the champion, followed by the rest in order.
The tower climbing competition has always been seen as the most challenging mode to test the comprehensive ability of the combat team, after all, it can involve all aspects.
Compared with yesterday, there are more people inside and outside the college paying attention to the Flying Tiger Team.
Whether you know about the ancient philosophers' plan or not, you can't help but focus your attention on this group of people.
But something unexpected happened.
While the captains of the other teams were busy analyzing the details of the task at hand and giving various orders to their team members, Zheng Feng sat down with his legs crossed and said, "I can't go on, you guys take over."
The poor little flying tiger looked at each other.
The captain seems to be lying down dead!
He's really coming!
Looking at the stunned look of everyone, Zheng Feng smiled bitterly.
Can't really blame him.
He couldn't help it either. Since entering this virtual space, the noise in his mind has become more intense.
He finally realized a very serious problem.
It seems that after the competition ended the day before yesterday, something was added to his mind when he exited the virtual space.
It's probably the consciousness of the ant queen.
Now that my personality has returned to the virtual space of the main brain Fanguang, the ant queen is more active.