In short, Chen Feng feels that Freders' talent is amazing and his creativity is jaw-dropping.

He realized more deeply why Sergei was always able to accomplish incredible achievements in the twenty-sixth century.

This was already possible when Freders was still illiterate and his language center function was still completely stagnant.

So how perverted is the complete Sergei Ponomarenko himself?

God is jealous of talents!

If you could be born in the 31st century, why should I count on Ou Qinglan?

Chen Feng was completely immersed in this happy life with a technical boss by his side. When he thought that Fredis only had more than six months to live, he couldn't help but feel the bitter wine in his throat and his heart ached.

The pain and regret are beyond description.

Before he knew it, seven months had really passed since he landed on star No. 9175.

In the past seven months, he had swept a total of more than two hundred planets, and almost replaced all the parts on Morrowind 2 and Galaxy Armor.

The shape of Morrowind 2 has changed from a spindle shape to a jujube core shape, with a slender appearance and a larger body, with a length of fifty-five kilometers, but its stealth capability has been continuously improved.

Chen Feng's gains were rich, but not enough.

He still couldn't get the hyperkinesis ability and couldn't use the star gate.

At the same time, during these seven months, Chen Feng spent very little time paying attention to the war outside.

He didn't ask Wei Xing, and asked Wei Xing not to take the initiative to report.

It's not that he is indifferent, but that he really can't do anything anyway, so he simply doesn't look at it, so as not to feel sad in vain and interfere with his judgment.

As for whether he might be discovered in advance by the warships of the Compound Eye Civilization?

He has this worry.

But there is still no way but to leave hope to luck.

There were only two people in this garbage dump star belt, he and Fredes. Chen Feng speculated that even if the compound-eyed person scanned his existence, he wouldn't care too much.

The main task of the Compound Eyes now should be to sweep away densely populated galaxies, defeat as many human beings as possible, and constantly suppress human beings' ability to resist.

A garbage dump that was so sparsely populated that there were only two people there was not worth mentioning, so Chen Feng thought he was safe for the time being.

With the assistance of Freders and Weixing, Chen Feng can further modify Morrowind II with greater peace of mind, continue to improve the equipment performance, and strive to use these garbage to gradually approach and catch up with the current level of human ships.

But the good days must eventually come to an end.

There is no banquet in the world that never ends.

The day when Freders' life ends is getting closer and closer.

Freders is still working numbly and dedicatedly, but his movements are getting slower and slower, his performance is getting slower and slower, and sometimes he will even stand still for more than half an hour from time to time, showing a painful expression.
Chapter completed!