What needs to be said, he has already said.

Anyway, others have already completed the sampling, and he cannot stop the progress of the project, and he is too lazy to meddle in so many other things.

Whoever goes.

The long-haired girl came closer again, "Thank you, Dean Chen, for your kind words. Alas, you don't know how confused we were some time ago..."

"I know." Chen Feng interrupted her, "It's better if you don't come and go back to the Institute of Life to work on projects. I personally hope you can produce some results."

People have come to the intuitive school, so she is so confused that she needs to talk more?

In fact, from Chen Feng's point of view, regardless of whether she is from the intuitive school of thought, or whether she goes back to the Institute of Life to make fuss about her own samples, it is all useless.

But mankind has come to this point. Even if he knows that it is useless, there is no need to extinguish other people's hope of struggle. It is more reliable than continuing to stay in the intuitive school and engage in metaphysics.

"Yes!" The long-haired girl nodded heavily and looked up at him with admiration.

A short moment passed, and she scratched her head in annoyance, "Dean Chen, actually I still have a mission."

Chen Feng looked at her silently, "I refuse, don't mention the past anymore."

"Oh, okay. But..."

Next, Chen Feng struggled with this man for a long time before he drove him away impatiently.

He was very angry.

I don’t know if the long-haired girl sincerely admires him as a spiritual leader, or she covets his samples.

This person is extremely disrespectful and displays all kinds of courtesy in public.

She even said secretly that even if Chen Feng was still unwilling to provide samples, in order to express her gratitude, she could help Chen Feng solve some of the special needs of men when they were alone in their spare time.

Chen Feng really needed her to help him solve his special needs, so he invited her, "Come to the School of History and join my project team. I'm really short of people."

What's the result?

The die-hard fans who were so ecstatic just a second ago that they wanted to lie on top of him instantly rebelled.

This man actually said that he would rather stay in the Intuition School and meditate than join his archeology project team.

This evening, Chen Feng was destined to be tragic.

He later took the stage to speak again.

His speeches were both eloquent and eloquent, and he was moved by his rationale.

He also made up a metaphysical theory for himself to study history and look forward to the future.

He tries to fool others.

"The future is a road full of thorns. History is a knife that can be used by me to chop the weeds and guide the way forward."

He felt that this line was great, but everyone here was both a fool and too smart.

Chen Feng finally left empty-handed.

And cursed.

You fake fans.

You still regard me as a spiritual leader, but your faith has been fed to dogs.

On the way back to his villa, he met old man Dong Shan.

I don’t know if it was a chance encounter or if the old man laid an ambush here in advance.

"Look, I told you, there's no chance for you. Come to the particle project team."

The old man smiled evilly.

Chen Feng was expressionless and didn't want to pay attention to his noise.

Old Man Dong didn't feel dissatisfied, he was still cheerful, "Have you really become convinced after eating the weight?"

Chen Feng didn't hold back and answered, "Yes, actually, I don't have any expectations for the people in Science City anyway. If no one comes, I will just keep busy on my own. It doesn't matter."

Old Man Dong sighed, "Okay, I'll give you an idea. Do you want to listen?"

"Speaking."

"What do you think of the Intuition School?"

"I don't know what the saying is, but imitating others is a waste of resources and lives."

Old Man Dong laughed, "I don't know how sad they would be if they knew that you, a spiritual leader, view them this way."

Chen Feng sneered proudly, "This is what I mean. Relying on intuitive deduction to reach conclusions is something that even I can never do again. I don't think others can replicate my success."

"So you tried to instigate a few of your followers to come to your project team and work for you during the school lectures?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, I am doing this to let them do something useful. After all, it is shameful to waste resources. High-level talents are important resources."

This talks about his pain.

He really wanted to be frank and lenient and tell his so-called "intuitive" truth.

But he can't, the truth is more mysterious than intuition.

Others don't trust him to that extent, and exposing too much truth will only increase despair and hurt mankind's dying fighting spirit.

He cannot overthrow himself, so Chen Feng must acquiesce to the ideas of the intuitive school.

Here, Chen Feng vaguely realized some of the shortcomings of the system of a republic for all.

If the end were not coming, in normal human history, if an organization like the Intuition School was born, it would have far-reaching legacy, similar to the restrictions imposed by religion on civilization.

In the previous timelines, similar problems did not occur.

This time there is.

The reason lies in the unavoidable shortcomings of the system in the current timeline.

Too free and too respectful of personal wishes.

There is no real leader who is strong, wise and far-sighted.

The restraint of the social system on individuals has gone from being extremely strict in the past to being extremely loose to the other extreme.

So when the wrong path of the Intuition School was born, there was no power to make effective corrections and avoid waste.

The school of intuition was born because of him.

But even without him, in the previous hundreds of years of history, many scientific religions or other not-so-good trends of thought were born one after another.

Although mankind has still made progress, there is no doubt that similar trends of thought still hinder the progress of civilization.

Chen Feng even began to doubt whether there really is a perfect system for human civilization.

Theoretically, there is only one possibility.

A great leader who is not self-interested, capable and ambitious is born.

This leader must be a perfect person.

It is up to the great leader to control and coordinate the direction of civilization and maintain appropriate democracy and democracy.

This degree must be perfected.

Moreover, this great leader must also have eternal life.

Because no matter how great a leader is, it is impossible for him to still firmly control the thinking patterns of every successor after his death.

But this is not realistic.

The rules of the universe told him that humans, who are carbon-based life forms, cannot have eternal life.

After listening to Chen Feng's words, Dong Shan nodded in approval: "Yes, it's a shameful waste. Before you came here, many department heads in the Science Department also hated the Intuition School."

"But we can't convince them because your results are there. You can't convince them yourself for the same reason. But I think this situation can still be changed."

Chen Feng: "How to change?"

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. To turn them from useless people into useful people, we can only rely on you as the spiritual leader."

Chen Feng spread his hands, "But I failed."

Dong Shan: "That's because your method is wrong. Come over here and I'll talk to you slowly."

After a long time, Chen Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Ginger is still spicier.
Chapter completed!