The Path Toward Heaven

What are you looking at? she asked curiously.

Jing Jiu noticed that her voice was very clean and clear.

This kind of cleanliness is not a result of training, it is original innocence.

If you remove the stupid side of innocence, what remains is curiosity.

This shows that her curiosity is genuine.

So he had a rare desire to answer this question.

But the problem is that he can't answer this question.

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There was something else in the blue sky besides the clouds whose edges were scorched by the brilliance of the stars.

For example, those warships hidden behind the clouds.

He basked in the sun on the lawn for a few days, just looking at those warships.

Through his hands and feet on the hare, he entered the military network, found the battleship unit stationed at the Stargate base, and spent half a day writing some programs into the core computer.

All that's left is to wait.

If the Ascendant wants to continue to warn him, or kill him directly... Then you bombard me with a battleship?

--come on.

He squinted his eyes and looked at those battleships, thinking that no matter if you use the Immortal Airflow super weapon or the laser cannon, as long as you start the program, I will kill them and find out where you are.

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Can he tell this black-haired girl named Jiang Yuxia?

Of course not.

So he still ignored her.

Jiang Yuxia was still not angry, but a little depressed, and fanned his face with his small hands boredly, as if he felt a little hot.

The season when the ginkgo trees turn into yellow flames cannot be too hot, not to mention that the surface of this planet has always been a bit cold.

A faint breath of fresh air disperses with the breeze from her palm, falls on the grass blades, and condenses into very fine water droplets.

This is probably the secret life technique passed down by the seminary or the priest's family.

Ordinary people often feel refreshed and comfortable when they feel this fresh breath, but in Jing Jiu's view, these are the breath of shallow water system, and he doesn't like it very much, because of Master Bai.

Sit back, he said.

Jiang Yuxia had never encountered such a thing before, her face flushed slightly, she was extremely embarrassed, she got up helplessly, and sat down under a ginkgo tree behind.

The breeze blew, and a few golden leaves fell on her shoulders, like the most exquisitely designed and most beautiful gold ornaments.

Jing Jiu saw this scene with his spiritual sense, and remembered the crabapple tree in the well house in Chaoge City, and Bai Zao.

He made a decision without hesitation, even if he didn't like the breath of water, he wouldn't say a word to that black-haired girl in the future.

Jiang Yuxia sat under the ginkgo tree, hugging his knees and looking at him with his head tilted, the more he thought about it, the more curious he became.

Who is this boy in the blue tracksuit? Is it Zhong Lizi's boyfriend?

Li Zi came from below. She has only been here for a few days. With her cold personality, how could she meet a boyfriend so quickly? Could it be that they knew each other before? Or did he escape from below, that's why he didn't go anywhere and only dared to bask in the sun on this unscanned lawn?

The games in this world are only responsible for the world structure, and many small plots need to be set by the players themselves. This cultural form has brought some profound changes.

That is, girls like Zhong Lizi and Jiang Yuxia prefer to make up stories, and they are often easily immersed in the stories they write and cannot extricate themselves.

The breeze blew gently, and another golden leaf fell, this time it fell into her hand.

She held the petiole with her fingers, looking at the leaves like a small fan, a little lost in thought.

The ginkgo leaves are really beautiful, and the boy's eyes are even more beautiful.

During the conversation, she saw those eyes, which were very close and could see clearly.

Those eyes are as beautiful as crystals...no, like gems...no, colored glaze...it's not right.

His eyes are brighter than the stars and clearer than the water of the lake.

Jiang Yuxia woke up suddenly, and shook his head imperceptibly, thinking that you are going to be a priestess, what are you thinking here?

Jing Jiu knew that the black-haired girl was staring at him all the time, so he didn't care.

Whether it is the Chaotian Continent or the classical novels of this world, there are allusions similar to watching and killing.

He didn't understand it very well, and he could only attribute it to the fact that those young masters were too weak.

If you feel uncomfortable when people stare at you, how did he get here all these years?

Others on the lawn couldn't see his face, they could only see that he covered his head and face very tightly, like a pervert, and it was inevitable that he would cast strange glances.

There are still many beings who don't care about him at all, such as those children and dogs who are laughing and chasing and playing.

The Galaxy Human Alliance is a new flower born from the ashes of ancient civilizations. It is in its thriving adolescence, and various colonial planets provide endless resources. The threat of the Sea of ​​Dark Things is temporarily locked by the Star Chain. Coupled with the alliance's welfare policy orientation, the people are very willing to have children. Compared with Chaotian Continent, the lives of ordinary people in this world are indeed much richer and happier. Even the dark underground streets are infinitely better than the slums in Shangzhou City. Thinking of this, he made some small revisions to the high and low evaluations of the two civilizations.

The twilight is getting thicker and thicker, the distant stars are gradually falling under the mountains on the other side of the Great Rift Valley, and it will be school time in a while.

The dim light from the ring brought his consciousness to the star domain network, passed by countless false digital identifiers, passed through more than a dozen information bridges, sank into the deepest part of the network ocean, and came to that room.

The snowflakes in the room fluttered slowly. There was no news related to the overalls assassin, but there were a few messages from Hare.

The female warship computer maintenance officer angrily accused him of dishonesty and shamelessness in the message, and he was simply unworthy of being a cloud ghost.

He already knew that the other party's name was Ran Handong, and she was a girl, but he didn't know why the other party scolded him for being shameless, and said that he had broken his promise.

Guessing other people's thoughts and emotions is more difficult than practicing Chengtian Sword Art and Number Theory, so he left the room without thinking about it.

Fresh electronic music sounded in the campus, like hundreds of streams of water of different thicknesses falling on ice cubes of different thicknesses, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Not long after, Zhong Lizi came to the edge of the grass, looking at Jiang Yuxia sitting under the ginkgo tree, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Jiang Yuxia waved to her, raised the paper book in his hand, and said that he would sit down for a while.

——The self-illumination of the buildings on the campus is very developed. The problem is that the side of the ginkgo tree is still a bit dark. Can you read the words clearly?

Zhong Lizi didn't have time to think about it, because Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the lawn.

The two of them walked out of the campus as they did a few days ago.

Jiang Yuxia put away the book in her hand and looked at the young man and woman in the light and shadow of the ginkgo tree. No one could see the loneliness and yearning deep in her eyes.

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Walking out of the ginkgo grove, the lights became brighter, and the night light from the hoverboard appeared in the sky from time to time, occasionally reminding Jing Jiu of the sword light of Chaotian Continent.

Zhong Lizi suddenly sighed.

Knowing that this meant preparing for a conversation, Jing Jiu hummed lightly with his nose, which was regarded as an opening remark.

I feel a lot of pressure right now.

Um?

I'm not talking about the game company... Anyway, they don't bother me anymore... I'm talking about studies.

Zhong Lizi hugged the folder with the computer tighter, and said: The students are all children who grew up on the upper floors. They did genetic optimization when they were young, and they did knowledge input when they were in middle school...

Knowledge input is to instill some basic knowledge into the deep consciousness of human beings through the human brain interaction system, and then use targeted teaching to awaken them in the future learning process. Most of the basic knowledge that is forcibly instilled into the consciousness is some memorable knowledge, which has nothing to do with other abilities—such as logic, calculation, analysis, and the like.

When Jing Jiu first learned about this method, he was really surprised. Just when he was about to raise his evaluation level of this civilization, he found that this method had a big problem.

There are countless papers in the Academy of Sciences on how input of knowledge may affect a student's ability to learn in other ways.

The human brain simply cannot withstand too much information input in a short period of time.

Not everyone can store massive amounts of data in their consciousness like Jing Jiu.

The brains of those students who received knowledge input did not turn into fireworks because they had to undergo the most rigorous evaluation from brain volume, the number of gray matter cortical cell clusters, and the degree of brain development before entering knowledge input.

Until they pass the examination, they can choose subjects for knowledge input, and the number is very limited.

Up to now, the success rate of knowledge input has been very high, basically there is not much risk.

No matter what, the students who are qualified to enter the knowledge input must have a good foundation, and they are the elites cultivated by the alliance, just like these proud students in Stargate University.

The Xinshi College that Zhong Lizi once attended is very ordinary, and he has not received knowledge input, so it is naturally difficult to catch up with these students in classwork.

Jing Jiu didn't care about these things, and said, Change the subject.

Zhong Lizi knew his character, and today he hummed twice and asked to change the subject, which made her very happy, and said happily, I have received seven love letters!

When she said this, she had a very natural expression and smiled happily, like a girl sharing interesting stories with her girlfriends, but in fact, she kept paying attention to Jing Jiu from the corner of her eye.

Jing Jiu didn't care much about this matter, and said, Change.

Zhong Lizi pursed his lips a little bored, and said, I know Jiang Yuxia is definitely not reading, she is here to see you.

Jing Jiu didn't deny it, because it was the truth, and said, Stay away from her, like the one before...

He forgot the name of the girl in Xinshi College.

Zhong Lizi realized that he had forgotten too.

(Of course I remember that girl's name is Lu Shuiqian! Don't laugh at my memory every time...)

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Jiang and Xia are different from her.

Zhong Lizi said softly: I live in a hotel, but she, the sweet girl of heaven, lives in a dormitory. She knows about it, and she didn't say those words to persuade me.

If it was the girl surnamed Lu from Xinshi College, she would probably persuade her: For some reason, you should live in the dormitory with everyone, or something like that.

These words may be reasonable, and even sound well-intentioned, but they are superfluous and have other purposes after all.

Don't worry about me, I can tell who is a good person and who is a bad person. I have been living alone since I was very young. I grew up in that neighborhood, and my ability to recognize people is better than you think. She looked at Jing Jiu and raised her eyebrows, a little playfully, I agreed to share the room with you that night because I knew you were a good person.

Jing Jiu stretched out his finger to flick a golden ginkgo leaf that fell in front of his eyes, and said, Idiot.

No one is born good or bad.

Good people can do bad things, and bad people can do good things.

Any idea of ​​judging the other party's future behavior by the other party's performance at that time is stupid.

Whatever you say, anyway, I think that when everyone encounters difficulties, they can help if they can.

Zhong Lizi was silent for a while, and then said: I am willing to be friends with Lu Shuiqian because I don't have any friends, so I just pretend I don't care.

The two came to the swimming pool below the hotel, and the shadow of the big tree fell on the water, swaying gently.

The tree shadow and the water surface seem to be together, but in fact they will never be together.

How lonely this is.

She stopped suddenly, looked at Jing Jiu and said, Actually, I'm really sick.

Jing Jiu said, I really have medicine.

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In the dead of night, when the clouds and smoke were clear, the figures of those warships became clearer.

Jing Jiu was lying on a chair on the balcony, not looking at the battleship at this time, but looking at the stars.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the night sky, as if he wanted to grab those starlights in his hands.

He wasn't absorbing immortal energy to practice, nor was he thinking of Yuangui and Ada, he didn't even know why he did such an inexplicable and unnecessary action.

He also didn't understand why he would do these inexplicable and redundant things.

Particles, strong force, slowing down of the speed of light, changes in rules... those words resurfaced in his consciousness again.

After coming to this world, his physical strength became a little lower, so his heart also softened?

Thinking of this, he got up and came into the room, bringing in a breeze, which made Zhong Lizi fall into a deep sleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly moved his palm about half a foot above her body.

A faint but lingering sword intent shot out from his palm, sweeping the girl's body from head to toe.

In addition to being fierce, that sword intent was also extremely cold, a bit like the frozen sword array thousands of miles away in the sword prison.

Those sword intents are invisible and qualityless, but they seem to be able to reverse the space, so that the starlight shining through the window cannot be refracted for a while, and the room is slightly brighter.

With a crisp cracking sound, the water in the bedside cup instantly froze into ice cubes, and then the cup also cracked.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Jiu left the bedroom, returned to the chair on the terrace, closed his eyes, and began to really sleep.