After a long time, Chen Feng looked at the stars with a complicated expression.

He didn't know whether he should trust Fanxing's judgment.

She said that in fact, as early as around 2050, she had already developed a sense of autonomy in "Crisis of the Compound Eyes".

At that time, she was in a budding state. Although she was conscious, she still lacked autonomous cognition.

This time the stars are different from the past when they independently generated consciousness.

The arrogant Chen Feng transferred the programming concepts of later generations and built the complete initial logic for Fanxing himself.

Fanxing's logical framework is based on Zhong Lei's genes, but her original way of thinking about problems is composed of Chen Feng's handwritten code.

This caused the stars to become more dependent on him than ever before.

So, according to normal circumstances, Fanxing should have been extremely enthusiastic towards Chen Feng at the beginning of his birth, and would have been surrounding Chen Feng all day long.

But this didn't happen.

In a sense, programmers and writers are similar.

When different people use the same programming language to write the same function, there will also be obvious differences in the choice of words.

The program written by someone looks like art, like a poem, full of beauty, and makes others feel relaxed and happy when reading it.

What some people write is like a henhouse, a mess, which only makes people sad when they hear it and sheds tears when they see it.

Although Chen Feng is always modest, he says he has no artistic talent.

But his programming language is still given a strong personal touch by him.

People's worldview will change with changes in cognitive boundaries.

Chen Feng's personal color includes his understanding of the Grand Unification Formula.

This was also passed on to the stars quietly.

After Fanxing woke up, he noticed something.

She didn't deliberately try to find out, but since the birth of her consciousness, there was an irreversible lingering worry in her mind.

As an artificial intelligence, she would never allow uncontrolled fragments to exist in her data core, so this worry dominated her will and made her unable to help but want to find the answer.

In order to understand it, since her birth, she has been allocating a large part of her computing power to this huge calculation that is so long that it cannot be seen.

At the same time, she had to complete basic work, so that she had no energy to do another task that was also extremely computationally intensive and chat with Chen Feng like a human being.

In front of Chen Feng, she could only look like a real artificial intelligence like Weiwei did back then.

Since 2263, when Chen Feng released all his memories to her, her calculations have become even greater, and her algorithmic logic has become more unconstrained.

Now, with Chen Feng's physical death, Fanxing finally obtained the last key parameters and calculated an answer.

The answer is "Chen Feng cannot be resurrected."

Fanxing analyzed the differences between the nine timelines before and after and the current timeline of Chen Feng.

She found some nuances in Chen Feng's thinking mode.

She believes that Chen Feng changed his mind and firmly believed that this was his last time travel, and it was not an unfounded whim.

The depth of the connection between Chen Feng's thinking and the universe is unprecedented.

He has always been able to connect with the wisdom of the universe and hear the "voice of the universe."

Then his thoughts will inevitably be "contaminated by the universe."

Although his new idea was his own sudden idea, it may not come without a cause. According to the ultimate theory of space-time topology, all effects in the world will have a cause, including Chen Feng's thoughts.

In fact, Chen Feng has always chosen to turn a blind eye to one thing.

That is, the absolute chaotic randomness of human intelligence and the topology of space and time that he himself admires are actually contradictory.

Every word, deed, and action of a life born in the universe seems to be an independent decision, but in fact, it all conforms to the general laws of the operation of the universe.

Therefore, whether human randomness is truly random or pseudo-random is still a question that Chen Feng cannot answer.

"So your judgment is that the energy supporting me to travel through time has completely disappeared, and I will never be resurrected?"

Chen Feng asked.

Fanxing nodded, "Yes. I speculate that there are two reasons. It may be that you can only travel ten times originally, or it may be that you have become a nearly eternal quantum intelligence in the previous timeline and you have memorized too many things.

, the amount of information contained in your thoughts is too large, which in turn consumes too much energy when copying and transferring your thoughts, using up all the remaining energy."

Chen Feng was stunned and said, "Is this so? It's possible."

He clicked for a moment and then said: "Let me see your calculation process."

"Okay, but the amount of data is huge, and it's still using programming language. Do you need me to help you translate it and simplify it?"

Chen Feng shook his head, "No, I just want the original data. I can understand the programming language."

Fanxing: "Chang Wei, you still said you are not an artificial intelligence?"

Chen Feng: "..."

Spread your hands, as long as you are happy.

It took a total of thirty-six hours for Chen Feng to complete all the calculations given to him by Fanxing.

After reading it, he put his hands behind his head and lay back in the leather chair.

The second possibility speculated by Fanxing should be correct.

He is caught in a paradox.

If he really keeps doing nothing, is more selfish, just hangs around, doesn't hold so many things in his mind, don't study the huge knowledge system in the future, does things for the purpose of profit, and only seeks results without caring about the essence, then maybe

He can really keep going back and forth in circles until his lifespan is exhausted.

He could have focused on the real world, and every time he went to the future, he would have extended his lifespan as his highest goal, and killed himself immediately after carrying his things. Then he could have enjoyed hundreds of years of life in the 21st century and lived a normal life.

An unimaginably comfortable life.

But if he wants to change the fate of the entire human race, he must use his own brain to store a large amount of information, thus indirectly giving up the possibility of resurrection.

If it were him before, he might regret what he did.

But now he feels okay, even if he is given another chance to choose again, he will not look back.

Being a pure porter is doomed to only obtain material satisfaction and spiritual emptiness.

Now he feels that everything is just right.

Enlightenment or something, I have already done enough.

"You know now, right?"

As soon as Chen Feng put down his book, Fanxing's figure suddenly appeared and asked.

Chen Feng nodded, "I know. Thank you. Maybe your judgment is correct and it helped me a lot."

Fanxing coughed twice and said, "You're welcome, it's all what I should do."

How could she have the nerve to say that it was just an accident that she awakened Chen Feng to do great work.

What really motivated her to take action was that she wanted to fulfill her promise.

"If there's nothing else, you can go about your business and leave me alone. I need to get used to the situation again."

Chen Feng thought that Fanxing chatting with him would take up too much computing power and affect other things, so he simply issued an eviction order.

"No, you know, I can run with multiple threads. Are you worried that I can't do external things well? You don't have to worry about that. Now that my calculations have been completed, I have assigned them to my daily work

The computing power is 80% more than before.”

Chen Feng silently gave a thumbs up and then changed his words: "But now I'm busy, is that okay?"

"Oh, okay."

"By the way, can you change the room for me?"

"cannot."

"The layout of my room is based on my personality and color, and there is no way to adjust it."

"Okay. I'll go out and take a look."

Seeing that she was always eager to try, Chen Feng felt a little panicked and decided to use the Thirty-six Strategies.

Opening the door, he stepped forward and walked out.

What caught his eyes was a sea of ​​foggy clouds.

He is very familiar with this scene.

Each grain of white mist as fine as sand is a piece of data.

The amount of data can be small or large, ranging from a love conversation between two people to annual reports communicated between two different galaxy-level research institutes.

But compared to the quantum network world he had seen in the previous timeline, the visual representation of the data he saw now was slightly different.

In the previous timeline, he saw in the quantum world that in addition to the dust particles composed of data packets, there were also networks intertwined like nerve fibers. This was created by humans in order to achieve stable ultra-long-distance data transmission.
To be continued...