In short, the chaotic situation has ended, and once again the few remaining professional scholars of the Sage Project have given up on themselves.

There was no other reason. Someone had proposed implanting a thinking training chip into Zheng Feng to help him learn knowledge quickly. Later, this bad idea was rejected because most people agreed that this shortcut would suppress Zheng Feng's potential.

The result was good, no one else gave him a chip, so he had it done by himself using an older method.

This is hard to bear, and I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

After a series of arguments, scholars generally came to the following conclusions.

"Zheng Feng's 'duck-cramming tool' is not a shortcut in nature. His knowledge system still comes from active learning. It is just that with the assistance of enhanced control in the brain, he uses higher concentration and higher learning efficiency.

The so-called forced learning in dreams. In addition, look at Zheng Feng’s programming techniques. He uses neural deception to compress his daily sleep time to

It only takes five seconds, and the time spent on eating, drinking, and eating is saved. Therefore, he can complete the first semester of primary school courses in just two months that would have taken at least two years to complete. In a sense,

This may really be the most suitable reinforcement learning method for him, and it can try to make up for his innate defects that are highly similar to the human growth rhythm in the 21st century."

"Ah this!"

"So perverted!"

"I said, isn't he tired even after doing this?"

"Will he destroy his own spirit and suffer from schizophrenia?"

"That's right, even if there is a mark of destiny pact, normal adults can't bear it. Strictly speaking, he is not yet an adult."

There were voices of exclamation and fear in the conference room.

Someone suggested that Zheng Feng's attempt to commit suicide should be stopped and his duck-feeding artifact should be confiscated.

But some people pointed out that this was Zheng Feng's choice, and it was probably also the choice of the sage himself.

No matter what the sage wanted to do, he must have his reasons.

So Zheng Feng can definitely withstand the consumption of cramming artifacts.

"Everything must be the best arrangement of the sage. We should not interfere."

"Okay, let's compile the report and submit our ideas to Commander-in-Chief Zhou Donglai and the Empire Headquarters. We have been delayed in this meaningless project for too many years. It is time to liberate ourselves and go to other fields.

, other departments have really done something practical for mankind."

The 161-year-old Emmanuel Bertou, a famous historian, the current president of the Imperial Historical Institute, a leader in many disciplines such as history and philosophy in the history of nothingness, and the supreme member of the Philosopher Planning Committee, finally

Make the final decision and make the important decision.

From now on, the Sage Plan is officially suspended.

We gave up.

Our work has completely lost its meaning.

Zheng Feng walked out of the make-up exam room feeling refreshed and high-spirited.

It will definitely pass.

I took off.

People always have to learn to push themselves, otherwise they won't know their potential.

He calculated that if he continued like this, in a few more years, he might be able to complete the necessary studies before reaching adulthood at the age of eighteen.

He looked up at the artificial sky at the No. 7 Star Base, silently thinking, Wait for me.

At this moment, two high-ranking officers' shuttles landed in front of him, one on the left and one on the right.

Three people got off the two shuttles.

On one side are parents Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun, on the other side is Tang Tianxin.

About two weeks ago, Zheng Feng could not be found.

Zheng Yifeng and his wife, who had been fighting abroad, and Tang Tianxin asked for leave at the same time and rushed back to Planet 7.

Zheng Feng looked left and right, feeling complicated.

It seemed like we were in real trouble.

I scared my parents and sister back.

He shrunk his neck and no longer felt as complacent as before. He turned around and wanted to run away, returning to the mode of a child who got into trouble.

"Stop! You bastard brother! Can you trick me any more?"
Chapter completed!