Chen Feng's voice was very soft, not loud, and his tone was very flat, but there was a strange echo in the square, as if the entire square's buildings were resonating with his voice, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

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Everyone still held their heads high, staring at the stage, waiting for his next words.

Chen Feng indeed had a thousand words to say, but when it came to the topic, he felt that it was useless to say more.

He was barely a good inflammatory speaker, after all he had practiced at it.

But today, others have been fighting for hundreds of years under tremendous pressure without his help.

He feels that he is very important to people in this era, but in fact he is not that important.

Therefore, even if the worship of others is more fervent, he himself has no shame to accept such fervent worship from the world.

Chen Feng felt ashamed, after all, he had been hiding for a hundred years before coming out.

He would occasionally regret it. How much better would it have been if he had made contact with humans earlier, and could have successfully avoided the eyes of the compound-eyed people, and arrived at this shadow galaxy decades or even centuries in advance?

Although this is difficult, what if?

Maybe I could have a serious love affair with Tang Tianxin and raise a child?

I just wish I knew it was hard to buy.

But this may miss the Grass people and the Mysterian giant ship.

Everything has its own cause and effect.

He can control the Thunder by predicting the future in the time period he has already experienced, but in the new time period, he is not an omnipotent prophet.

Weighing the two aspects, he cannot weigh whether it is profit or loss.

Even if a daughter is born, it may not be a blessing, it may just be more pain.

But what if the offspring born from the genetic combination of the two people is really a perfect human being, integrating all the advantages of himself and the mother of the child, and having a hundred years of growth time, and when the child grows up, he can turn things around and change the situation of the war?

So what did I miss this time?

A happy life?

A daughter?

A better new era?

Chen Feng didn't want to think about it before, lest he would vomit blood with regret when he thought about it. Now that he saw the mother of the child, he couldn't think about it anymore.

Once you have too many ideas, it is easy to subconsciously weigh the pros and cons, have worries, start worrying about gains and losses, and can no longer be detached from everything.

He can't give any impassioned speech now, it will only make him feel embarrassed, but he can't really say nothing.

After much thought, Chen Feng decided to ask instead of talk.

"If my information is correct, in four months and twenty-four days, 30,000 compound-eyed warships will arrive in the Shadow Galaxy within three days, right?"

Lu Xianfeng, who was in the front row, took a step forward and said, "Reporting to the sage, three batches of compound eye fleets will arrive in the past five months, nine months and sixteen months respectively."

Chen Feng nodded: "I understand, but it's a pity that it will take me close to twenty-four months at the earliest."

Lu Xianfeng: "Yes, we know."

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and then he started a particularly pragmatic speech.

"So, the most ideal result is that you hold on until I arrive twenty-four months later. In addition to me, there is Xiaofu on Morrowind 2. Some people may not know who Xiaofu is. I

Let me introduce him solemnly. Xiaofu’s full name is Fredis Sergei, and he is the clone of Sergey Ponomarenko.”

"You all know very well about Sergey's achievements in the solar system civilization's fight against ZS bacteria for more than a hundred years, right? Xiaofu has extraordinary wisdom that is better than others. He is better than Sergey, and he is as good as Sergey and Lai Wenming.

Complex. In addition, you have also seen my folding armor, right? I have asked you to analyze and crack it before, but it seems to have been unsuccessful."

"Human beings cannot develop warping technology without losing the core of the Mystic Race, but that doesn't matter. There are still Mystic Cores on Morrowind 2! More than 50,000 of them! Each of the Mystic Cores can create a pair of warping technology.

Leap Armor. I can defeat the Blade Beetle wearing this armor! You can too!"

"At the same time, I also believe that you can design and manufacture weapons and shield systems that are more advanced than the coronal cannon, and can create equipment that surpasses the performance of the first-generation folding armor. Then we will be able to form an army of 50,000 people.

A special attack team with the ability to jump."

"Then we have the opportunity to gradually approach and tear apart a compound-eyed prism ship! Combined with our analysis of the core of the Lost Race, as long as we can get the detailed material of the prism ship's outer shell, we have a chance to completely crack it! The dawn of victory,

It’s here! So, no matter what, you must wait for me. As long as I arrive successfully, the balance of victory will tip to us!”

Chen Feng made three core points in these remarks.

First, his personal combat power.

Second, Fulides’ plug-in level scientific research capabilities.

Third, the core of the Lost Clan.

Finally, he used concluding words to tell everyone in detail how he would change the situation of the battle and look for opportunities for reversal after arriving.

He has a feasible plan and is not leaving everything to luck like a headless fly.

Chen Feng may have been just a spiritual totem before, but when he concentrated these three abilities on a Morrowind II, his arrival was given a very pragmatic meaning.

At times like this, any words about the situation are not as real as the real thing.

Real hope and hope are never found in empty words.

Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd cheered loudly.

The boiling public sentiment spread rapidly from the rear to the front, like wildfire.

The top leaders at the front were a little more restrained, but also applauded endlessly.

People felt Chen Feng’s great confidence.

He came prepared!

He knows the Compound Eyes better than anyone.

He has also been observing the war for a hundred years.

He will never aim without aim!

Next, the top leadership represented by Lu Xianfeng, Naweilun, Ou Qinglan, Schroeder and the new giant in the field of resource allocation, Goofet Kalenji, expressed their stance, and thousands more people took the oath.

Chen Feng talks about being pragmatic, so being pragmatic becomes someone else's business.

Oaths may seem hollow, but they are related to spiritual strength and are necessary.

Snap!

In the huge square, tens of thousands of people stood up straight and uniformly, with their right hands clenching their fists on their left chest in front of their heart.

"I am Lu Xianfeng..."

"I, Tang Tianxin..."

"I……"

First, tens of thousands of people reported their names.

Afterwards, everyone said in unison.

"I hereby swear that I will not let the thousands of years of efforts of the sages go in vain, and I will not let the blood of the empire's thirty-five trillion comrades flow in vain. I will use my life to defend the last territory of mankind and preserve the last dawn! We will wait for it.

On behalf of the 80 billion compatriots in the Shadow of the Sun and the 35 trillion compatriots in the Morrowind Empire, I hereby solemnly promise that we will stick to it until the sage arrives! We are eagerly awaiting the sage!"

This meeting has ended here.

Continuing to say more will destroy Chen Feng’s sense of mystery in people’s hearts.

Fanxing announced the end of the meeting, and the tens of thousands of people in the square quickly decreased from back to front, and in the end only about a thousand people remained.

About half of the nearly 1,000 people were invited and half were not invited.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the stars in confusion.

We didn't discuss this aspect before, how come there is still a small group of people staying in the hall after the conference?

That set of lines just burned out my political talent, okay?

If you don't discuss it in advance, I don't have a plan.

"Fanxing, what are you doing?"

he asked in his mind.

"For no other purpose, you hurry up and identify everyone. Almost all the existing escorts are here, and the other non-ushers are also leaders in all walks of life. You give them all their names and looks.

Remember this. If unfortunately the Shadow Galaxy does not last until your arrival this time, if you don't see these people in the end, you can also make more preparations in advance next time."

Chen Feng stared.

Is it so realistic?

Co-author I am a humanoid USB flash drive that can hold time data streams?

"Will this really work? Is it too utilitarian? Utilitarian milk is not advisable!"

Chen Feng complained in his heart.

Fanxing: "Just give it a try. Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you try it."

Chen Feng coughed lightly, "That's okay."

Fanxing: "Find a suitable reason, and then ask these people to come to you and introduce themselves in detail. You'd better say a few words to each person. This will help deepen your memory."

"Um."

With a slight cough, Chen Feng said to the nearly a thousand people in front of him: "Although I absolutely believe in the abilities of everyone here, I need to know more about everyone here. You can line up in order from back to front and give me a look.
To be continued...