Xiao Fu was about to die soon, but he didn't realize it at all, but Chen Feng was inevitably depressed.

Before setting off that day, Chen Feng was slightly delayed.

He asked Wei Xing to give Freders the order to stay where he was.

Although Chen Feng felt that no matter what he said, this person would not understand him, but there were some words that he did not feel comfortable saying.

Freders seems to have a restless life.

After being stopped, he just stood there blankly, making gestures with his hands in the air, roughly designing something.

Wei Xing's surveillance camera projected the traces drawn by his fingertips in the air onto Chen Feng's retina using AR mode.

It’s really the interior cabin structure design of the new Morrowind II.

Now Morrowind 2 has a shell that is 55 kilometers long, and has basically completed the powertrain layout, which can provide a stable speed of 9.99... times the speed of light.

However, most of its internal areas are empty, and various new functional units only have a workshop, which is completely empty and needs to be improved.

Every time a new function is added, it not only involves one workshop, but also involves the coordination of different workshops to prevent chain accidents that lead to a bombing, and it also has to affect the entire ship's energy distribution system.

With Technician Chen's current level of skill, he could still barely handle the five-kilometer-long original Morrowind II, but the size of the ship would be expanded to the current fifty-five kilometers, and various new functions would continue to expand.

He really needs to be blinded.

The difference between the two is like a bamboo raft and an aircraft carrier.

Chen Feng can't, but Freders can.

Therefore, in this upgrade and transformation, it has been changed to focus on Fulides, with Chen Feng as the assistant.

During the previous transformation process, it seemed that Freders, who originally had no sense of autonomy, had considered what would happen after his death and adopted a partitioned modular design.

It doesn't matter if he fails to complete all the work before he dies, or if after his death, Chen Feng is unable to embody all the things he designed into the 55-kilometer-long super-large Morrowind 2.

A small ten-kilometer-long section in front of the ship can be detached independently and turned into a bullet-shaped ship, which is equally stable, reliable and has excellent performance.

Xiaofu's great cause has not yet been completed, but his life has entered the countdown to the last two days, and everything is in his calculations.

Maybe he is really unwilling, so he is still busy and refuses to rest for a second.

He seemed to want to finish all the design plans before his death and leave a complete wealth to Chen Feng.

He may not be convinced by this era and wants to exceed the upper limit of twenty times the speed of light.

Xiaofu's fingers were gesticulating, but suddenly they stopped moving again, and the tips of his two fingers were hanging toward the sky.

His neck was weak and relaxed, his head was hanging on his shoulders at a 45-degree angle, and his originally empty pupils became more diffuse and unfocused.

Chen Feng knew that he was in a daze again.

The red indicator light on the watch on his hand began to light up.

Chen Feng received a rapid automatic alarm, which showed that Freders' brain was in an abnormally active state, and the quantum storm in his skull was extremely manic, frantically squeezing the potential of his neurons and cells, and his life span was also constantly shortened.

The neuron cells of Freddes are very strange. Their quantum stable state is consistent with that of young people. They are in the stage of strongest learning ability and sharpest thinking, but their vitality is like that of a dying old man.

Neuron cells are the cells with the poorest regenerative ability in the human body. They can hardly divide and proliferate, and their lifespan is almost as long as the human body.

Every time Freders is in a daze, it is a crazy squeeze on his brain, which will cause his brain damage to continue to worsen and his brain will age continuously.

Of course Chen Feng wanted to save him, but was powerless.

Chen Feng had long tried to share his recovery factor with him, but this still could not solve the problem of his innate genetic defects as a stem cell clone damaged by long-term freezing.

This is the irreversible end of life, just like Chen Feng himself cannot live forever by relying on the recovery factor.

Gradually, Freders's expression became more and more distorted, as if every cell in his face was trying to twist his body.

Even Chen Feng, who has perfected his muscle control, can't make such a weird expression.

About forty minutes later, Freders returned to normal, his head straightened, and his fingers continued to shake, and the frequency increased.

Chen Feng said from the side: "Freddes."

"Follow me."

Xiaofu replied dully, but kept moving his hands.

Chen Feng: "You know you are about to die, right?"

Freders ignored him this time and became even busier.

Chen Feng was talking to himself, regardless of whether he could understand or not.

"Sometimes I feel that this world is really fucked up. We could have done something big together this time. Why do you only have two days left to live?"

Chen Feng looked up at the ceiling of the armor room, "I really don't have any acquaintances this time. If you die, I really don't know who I can talk to anymore. I don't really want to be in this timeline."

Will you die alone?"

"In the future...if my lifespan can be maintained, if there is another timeline, uh...forget it. I probably won't have a chance to meet you again. After all, you are Sergey's clone, right?

I still have a future with others, and I still have hope. But for you, we say goodbye, probably forever."

"well."

Chen Feng kept sighing.

Freders' fingers moved faster.

Chen Feng felt that he might have understood what he said.

But he couldn't express himself, so he could only seize the last moment and try to accomplish more things.

Chen Feng stopped pestering him and asked Wei Xing to let him go out to work.

The two of them were currently on planet 001-7-01kx8839. As the latest garbage star created by Science City No. 1 in the seventh sector, it was the largest planet in the entire planetary belt, with a diameter of 43,000.

Thousands of kilometers.

The two of them have only been here for half a day, and there are still many things to discover.

After watching Freders enter the hatch, Chen Feng turned around and returned to the command room.

He was in a bad mood and stopped going out to scavenge.

Anyway, at this stage, the technician knowledge he had previously mastered gradually could not keep up with the genius rhythm of Freders. He could not help much, so Wei Xing sent thirty current technicians near Freders.

The most advanced intelligent robot assists him, and he can do a better job than himself.

By the way, these thirty brand-new punk intelligent robots have also been modified by Freders, and their capabilities in construction machinery are actually better than Chen Feng himself.

Chen Feng curled up into the leather chair in the command room, and the projection screen in front of him was split into two.

On the left is a picture of Foredes driving the armor and slowly advancing forward, viewed from a high altitude, and on the right is a projection of the territory of the Morrowind Empire filled with smoke and war.

The vast quantum information network that was formed more than seven months ago has changed drastically now.

Before the war broke out, Wei Xing divided the star systems in this star map into three major categories.

Points of pure white light are unmanned galaxies.

More than 100,000 galaxies with Dyson membranes are marked as blue light spots.

Galaxies with enough people to colonize them are green dots.

Representing the information flow of the quantum network is the green silk thread.

Since the outbreak of the war, Weixing has added two new annotations.

Red light spots indicate that a war is taking place in this planetary system.

The orange-yellow light spots indicate that the war on this planet has ended, that humanity has been defeated and has been eliminated.

What Chen Feng is about to lose and has already lost is far more than just Freders' life.

He also lost many planetary systems.

After the prism fleet arrived in the Proxima Galaxy, it indeed carried out the plan to divide its forces.

The Proxima Centauri dome opened briefly and then extended back, leaving a hundred prismatic battleships inside.

The rest of the prism ships were divided into a group of nearly ten thousand ships on average, divided into one hundred groups, and rushed to other planetary systems nearby.

The battle front will start from the core star area of ​​humanity, expand outward, and continue to advance.

There is basically no tactical strategy in the actions of the Compound Eyes. It is simply a matter of dividing the troops and rushing forward, highlighting a technology to crush them, and defeating ten enemies with one force.

As for the spherical battleship that Chen Feng personally cared about, it did not appear in the central battlefield area at all.

Chen Feng speculated that perhaps it was because the compound-eyed people had seen so much power this time. As a large "patrol yacht", the spherical warship was not as capable as a prism ship in the field of warfare, so it did not participate in the war at all. It might not have come, or it might have been patrolling outside the Orion Arm.

Harvest some fireships responsible for the escape.

The war in Proxima Centauri ended quickly.

Chen Feng truly saw the strength of the prismatic battleship, the core war tool of the Compound Eyes.

Although the technological level of the Proxima Centauri civilization in this timeline is not as good as outside, it is still somewhat more powerful than the humans of the 31st century in the previous timeline.

The population of Proxima Centauri has also reached a huge number of nearly 40 billion, and almost all the people are soldiers.

But the red dot representing Proxima Centauri only lasted for three days, and then turned into an orange-yellow color representing death.
To be continued...