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Chapter 662 Everyone is waiting for me to rise and I can't do anything

In the classroom of the Early Childhood Department of First Pioneer College.

The most professional mass-energy wave radiation dynamics lecturer is passionately describing his carefully prepared lesson plan on the podium.

She combines boring theoretical knowledge with actual armor combat, and uses her own personal combat experience to vividly describe the rapid transfer of energy in equipment.

This is a comprehensive course that both commanders and combatants must undergo.

In the not-so-large classroom, there were forty children sitting in an arc.

As the teacher's lecture progresses, the scene in front of each child is changing rapidly.

At the same time, not only are the teacher's voices ringing in these children's minds, there is also a large amount of information flowing in slowly through brain links, constantly replayed, and corresponding to the lessons taught by the teacher to help the children absorb it quickly.

Today's teaching activities are no longer simply about teachers talking and students listening, but the perfect combination of teachers and the environment, including the penetration of all-round knowledge in various connotations such as hearing, vision, smell, taste and brain thinking.

As long as students can maintain sufficient mental concentration and actively connect their brains with the teaching system deeply, the knowledge taught by the teacher will gradually enter the human brain like flowing water.

But there is a prerequisite, which is that students must be focused enough.

The specific requirements for concentration are not particularly high. After all, this is very basic knowledge. As long as it reaches 99%, there is no need to add a decimal point.

Under normal circumstances, with the aid of the Seal of Destiny, this is simple for children.

At this time, 39 of the forty children in the classroom maintained a very high level of concentration.

There was only one person sitting in the front row who was wandering the whole time with empty eyes.

There is no doubt that it is Zheng Feng who has just turned two years old.

As for Tang Tianxin, she is no longer here, but quickly graduated from the junior class and entered the advanced class that combines self-study with one-on-one instruction from famous teachers.

Zheng Feng actually made a serious attempt to work hard and concentrate on mastering some knowledge.

For a two-year-old, he really tried his best.

Unfortunately, his concentration level is less than 80%. He can only concentrate for a few minutes at a time, and then he will be squeezed out due to dizziness and brain swelling.

In this regard, the teacher lecturing on the stage was helpless and could not even criticize him. After all, Zheng Feng could not be blamed for this matter. His situation was too special.

Forget it, let him just listen to it, he can always learn a little bit.

While the teacher was thinking this, Zheng Feng had quietly slipped out of his seat and peeked over to the next table to see if his classmates were any different from his own.

"Ahem."

The teacher finally couldn't hold it back and coughed lightly.

Zheng Feng in the audience suddenly became nervous, "Teacher, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?"

The poor teacher shed two lines of moved tears.

She didn't know whether to thank the sage for his concern, or to feel sad for her failed work as a member of the sage's plan.

She leaned down and patted Zheng Feng on the shoulder first, "Teacher, everything is fine, but little Zheng Feng, you have to work harder. You will have to take the semester assessment in a few days. What our First Pioneer College implements is...

Ahem. In short, if you don’t perform well, you may be eliminated and sent to other special schools!”

Zheng Feng nodded, looking slightly nervous.

Then...the second to last one was eliminated.

When this young man left, he didn't even think about it. Even though he was so lucky to be ranked second to last in the exam, he would be the one to leave, not the unknown person who was ranked second to last.

In short, he has to transfer to Second Pioneer Academy.

He had a chance to say goodbye to his classmates.

This was a touching farewell party.

When it was time to leave, the two-year-old and three-month-old boy turned around every step of the way, very reluctant to leave.

His eyes finally fell on Zheng Feng.

The young man was very impressed by Zheng Feng.

Every teacher is very enthusiastic towards Zheng Feng, and will always forgive Zheng Feng for not paying attention in class and making fools of himself.

When the young man returned home, he once asked his parents why.

His parents told him that that kind of child, usually called other people's children, is very smart and only needs one percent of ordinary people's effort to learn a course that would take others three hundred percent of effort to learn.

From then on, this young man who worked very hard, but because of his limited talent, fell to the second to last position with a very small gap, and was not lucky enough to become the third to last one. He was very interested in the legendary god-like genius Zheng Feng.

An inexplicable feeling of admiration was formed.

The same goes for this semester assessment.

Zheng Feng, who never paid attention in class, handed in the thinking simulation paper in less than five minutes each time.

After the exam, the teacher never commented on his assessment performance.

I guess he has solved all those questions.

Really awesome.

"Zheng Feng! Just wait for me! I will come back! I will surpass you!"

With such strong determination, the young man boarded the shuttle and headed to the Second Pioneer Academy in the Second Base.

On the side of the sage planning team, a large group of people looked at Zheng Feng's densely packed pile of zero eggs and sighed silently.

The difficulty of surpassing this is not that great.

In short, Zheng Feng forcibly changed the last-place elimination system into the penultimate elimination system.

Unfortunately, no one knows yet.

That night, at home, Tang Tianxin forced Zheng Feng to take the test again.

Tang Tianxin let out a long sigh, silently doubting life in his heart.

As she grew half a year older, Tang Tianxin not only mastered more knowledge, but also gradually learned some things about the world that even her father was not very familiar with.

Her intuition told her that her situation with Zheng Feng was very special.

But if others didn't take the initiative to tell her, she wouldn't ask.

At this time, she already had a strong military consciousness.

She would think that there must be some unfathomable arrangement here, and she must believe in the wisdom of human leadership.

But at this time, the wise leaders are scratching their heads.

In the top-level meeting of the Morrowind Empire, many leaders first analyzed and summarized the current military situation and formulated a large and detailed plan for the next ten years, involving many aspects such as technology, economy, military, population, etc.

The final topic fell on Zheng Feng.

Everyone started to look at each other, big eyes and small eyes.

When faced with war or key scientific research issues, these extremely intelligent and highly mission-driven "brains" of human civilization can calmly deal with all difficulties and obstacles. But whenever things have something to do with Zheng Feng, these "brains"

People will be helpless and completely blind.

After a series of rigorous arguments and deductions, the imperial leadership decided to let Zheng Feng repeat the grade and retake the introductory course.

They comforted themselves by saying that even if Zheng Feng learns slowly, as long as he is given time, he should be able to learn more or less.

After the meeting, many people sighed privately.

Maybe people made a mistake at the beginning and should not explore who the sage was and let him grow up slowly as an ordinary person with a relatively slow development. Even if he can only enter the most basic position and engage in the most menial job, it doesn't matter.

"If we didn't know that Zheng Feng might be a sage, now he is relaxed, and we can be much more relaxed too!"

"Ah, you have given up on yourself. Where is the God of War plan you agreed on?"

"The name has been changed to the stocking plan."

"Bold! Do you dare to say that you are raising a sage?"

"It's nothing! We are all scholars, so don't spit on others and accuse them of innocence out of thin air!"

Unknowingly, Zheng Feng turned three years old.

At this time, he had already repeated grade three times.

His classmates changed batch after batch.

Tang Tianxin is about to graduate from kindergarten two years ahead of schedule and enter primary school.

The debate about Zheng Feng has never stopped.

Some people began to doubt whether his identity as a sage was true.

But some people say that in the 21st century, three-year-old children have just entered kindergarten and have just begun to be exposed to some of the most basic knowledge.

Zheng Feng now knows thousands of words, and can write articles of several hundred words from time to time.

Although the articles he wrote are meaningless, they are just some "cool novels" in which he imagines that he will become a warrior and be invincible on the battlefield, but in short, this is definitely a good thing.

His level has already surpassed that of his peers in the 21st century, and he has shown a great degree of concern for the fate of mankind, as well as a very lofty sense of responsibility. All of this shows that the Sage Plan has been very successful so far.

More importantly, although he has been repeating grades, Zheng Feng does not seem to be affected at all. He is still determined to keep trying to concentrate on learning the esoteric knowledge that is too obscure for him.

His basic knowledge level is moving forward bit by bit at a slow but determined pace.

He won't always score zero points. In the semester assessment, his scores are rising bit by bit at the pace of a few points each time.

I believe that given time, he will be able to complete the first semester of early childhood courses with an average passing grade of 99 points.

He had a difficult time, but he never gave up, which shows that he has an amazingly strong will and a determination that will never be easily shaken by external things.

At the same time, every time he has a new classmate, he can mingle with other children very quickly.

You must know that none of the children who were selected to be in the same class as Zheng Feng knew his identity.

This shows that Zheng Feng has natural affinity and leadership abilities.

It is said that a blind eye is blinded by hearing and believing. In order to cope with Zheng Feng's learning progress, the empire's leadership and the relevant personnel of the Sage Project have unknowingly developed the ability to make up for it on their own, and they can always make things from a pile of rotten chaff.

In his performance, he suddenly picked out the shining points that are insignificant to others.

A month later, Tang Tianxin, who had just entered the elementary school stage, won the overall championship of the simulated command battle among elementary school commanders in all mankind with his undisputed performance.

She finally got the qualification she dreamed of, to command a medium-sized intelligent fleet that performs side missions in distant battlefields through the quantum network link system.

She became a long-range commander with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

In the military system, some people began to compare her with Zheng Mo, who came out of nowhere back then.

Some people were amazed.

But more people take this for granted, and even think that Tang Tianxin just lacks a crisis that can prove her ability as an opportunity.



In the room, Tang Tianxin was looking at Zheng Feng, who was two months older than him, with a slightly doting look.

At this time, Zheng Feng was sweating profusely and biting the penholder with his teeth.

In front of him was a paper book filled with dense formulas.

This is Zheng Feng’s unique study habit.

Everyone else can use super high concentration to directly absorb knowledge through the quantum link in the brain, but Zheng Feng cannot do it.

He could only maintain his concentration at about 80%. When absorbing knowledge at a high intensity, he could only maintain high-efficiency operation for less than six minutes.

In addition, most people are either accustomed to retinal projection, or are accustomed to brain-chain control of three-dimensional thinking to perform paperless learning calculations.

But after a lot of testing, Zheng Feng showed obvious discomfort with those high-tech things, and instead had a soft spot for extremely primitive paper and pen.

This greatly reduced his learning efficiency, but at least it extended his learning time.

In terms of the efficiency of exchanging time for knowledge, this is his most efficient state.

Tang Tianxin moved forward and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

Zheng Feng, who was concentrating on reading and writing on the draft paper, was startled. When he looked back, he realized it was Tang Tianxin.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled happily: "Sister, you are back! There is cake in the refrigerator. I will chat with you after reading this section."

Tang Tianxin shook his head, "In five minutes I have to go back to the room to go online to receive my fleet. You don't have to worry about me, just do your business."

Zheng Feng nodded, "Yeah."

After saying that, he leaned down again.

Tang Tianxin lifted his neck back a little, "Don't get too close. I've read history books, and they said that many ancient people read like this when they were young, and became myopic when they grew up. Although they can reshape their bodies now,

We still need to develop good habits of self-protection.”

"Um!"

Before going back to the room, Tang Tianxin stared at Zheng Feng for a long time.

She remembered the conversation between the two a month and a half ago.

At that time, Zheng Feng heard that the minimum educational requirement for boarding a battleship to serve as a captain's service officer was to graduate from elementary school. From then on, he found this original method of learning without brain connection.

Tang Tianxin knew that Zheng Feng was "stupid", but he also knew that this brother was actually very stubborn.

Even if this is just a small and even embarrassing ideal, it is still an ideal.

Maybe after he turns eighteen, he can complete his primary school course?

By then, we will all officially be adults.

Tang Tianxin suddenly blushed and retracted his head.



Fifteen minutes later.

"Smart Fleet No. 9527 of the Fifth Column of the Third Theater has been reorganized! Please give the order!"

Tang Tianxin, who was two years and eleven months old, finally came to the battlefield for the first time through remote intervention.

After sending this instruction to his superiors, Tang Tianxin's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

In front of her eyes was a medium-sized starry sky map with dense green dot projections composed of fifty thousand medium-sized ships.

This is the newly reorganized unmanned intelligent battleship she just took over.

However, the young and mature girl did not know that her immediate commander was more nervous than she was at this time.

The commander knew how many people were watching the small battlefield he was responsible for at this time.

Within this starry sky with a radius of more than six billion kilometers, there are 30 million large and medium-sized human ships and 80 million enemy combat units of various types.

The two sides have been fighting here anxiously for several years, and each other is constantly adding troops to the stalemate.

Tang Tianxin's 9527 fleet is the new force that has just arrived.

He is about to give Tang Tianxin his first special operations mission order in his life.

The difficulty of this task must be appropriately moderate, not too easy, but not too difficult.

It must not only test the upper limit of Tang Tianxin's ability, but also must only succeed and not fail, so as to avoid damaging human morale.

"Colonel Tang Tianxin, please lead your team along the predetermined route and destroy the thousand transport ships advancing on the enemy's supply line."

The commander finally selected from a large pile of combat plans the one that was theoretically most suitable for Tang Tianxin at this time.

"As you command!"

The order in Tang Tianxin's heart was quickly issued, and 50,000 medium-sized smart warships were quickly dispatched.

Almost instantly, the detailed tactical plan she formulated appeared in front of the onlookers.

"hiss!"

The commander and the countless melon-eaters took a deep breath together.


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