The Path Toward Heaven

In the middle of the night, the girl's painful groan and the sound of drinking water sounded in the bedroom.

Jing Jiu was lying on a chair with his eyes closed, looking at the collection of mathematics essays of the Academy of Sciences. Hearing her voice ignored it.

Of course, even if he did nothing at this time, he would not take care of her.

He has never taken care of people in his life. Except for Nan Wang, who was too drunk and seriously injured in March, he only wiped Bai Zao's face before he ascended.

Zhong Lizi staggered out of the door, took a few big sips of water from the refrigerator, and then woke up a little bit, and said hardly, "How come you are so drunk? Isn't it rice wine?"

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and said, "The alcohol level is three times that of beer."

Hearing this sentence, Zhong Lizi was very surprised and said: "This high degree? No wonder it will cause a headache."

Talking, she sat on a chair, holding a cushion, occupying a large position, and squeezed his feet down.

Jing Jiuxin thought how could this kid be more domineering than the twelfth lunar month?

"Hey! Suddenly thought of an important thing and forgot to say that you are the author of the novel. I have to make a statement."

"Ok?"

"Xuan Yu will give a lot of money."

"I have money."

"Do you want the right to sign?"

"If the author is me, will Xuanyu help you get the exchange student quota?"

Zhong Lizi hugged the cushion and looked into his eyes and said, "Actually, I have been thinking, do you really need that exchange student quota, or want to attract the attention of some of the big guys above, and take you back, or you write What does the novel do? "

"Why should I go up there?" Jing Jiu asked.

Thinking of the stories he imagined these days, Zhong Lizi asked nervously: "Because you want to get back your own things, such as family, company?"

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "Don't read the novel, you will look silly."

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Most of the novels are really not nutritious, and it might become silly to read them every day.

TV is really not nutritious, and only fools watch it every day.

In recent days, Jing Jiu has never turned on the TV except for the time when the news was broadcast, but this time math research was interrupted by Zhong Lizi, and he did n’t like to listen to her writing novels, so he turned on the TV.

He thought in his heart as if he had solved all the physical problems he could solve in this world.

The light curtain quickly stabilized, the high-resolution picture was almost indistinguishable from reality, the only thing was that it was not stereoscopic enough.

A variety show on the TV is being held in a huge gymnasium. The black crowd is like a mountain, like a drunk and crazy.

Jing Jiu glanced at it twice, and calculated that there were probably more than 116,000 people on the scene.

Zhong Lizi came out of the toilet and looked at the picture on the TV and could n’t help but exclaimed: “It ’s the primary election! I ’m drinking too much! I forgot that today is the day of the primary election!”

Each region and planetary base of the Galaxy Alliance will have a priestess.

The position of the priestess is extremely lofty and is said to be responsible for inheriting the remains of ancient civilizations.

This year is the year of the Stargate Priestess election. The so-called election is actually the meaning of the old priestess.

The new priestess will select three candidates across the planet, and finally the former priestess will appoint it directly.

The grand ceremony is usually arranged in October, called the water festival.

There is no doubt that the recruitment of new priests is the most important thing for this planet this year. Since the sea election, it has attracted the attention of countless people.

At this time, the TV broadcast was a late-night replay of the primary selection of a certain area of ​​the three-tier world.

Zhong Zizi pulled the cushion out of his buttocks and hugged him in his arms. He said excitedly: "The exchange students will stay at Star Gate University for half a year. We may be able to watch the October Water Festival on the spot."

She suddenly thought of some questions and said in frustration: "But the tickets must be very popular. Where can we get them?"

At the next moment, her eyes lit up again and looked at Jing Jiu and said: "If Xuanyu Company really used your novel, we ask them for tickets, should they be able to help?"

In a short period of time, the girl ’s emotions changed three times, possibly because of the relaxation caused by alcohol. The bigger reason is the attraction of the October Water Festival.

Jing Jiu didn't care about the October Water Festival, but remembered another thing. He took out the pen paper from under the coffee table and wrote a word on the paper.

Zhong Lizi looked at it curiously and found that there was an additional word "month" under the words "year" and "robot" that originally appeared on the paper.

"What the hell are you looking for? Don't say who I am ..."

"What is a year? Why is a year twelve months? Why is a year 365 days? Why are the two sides the same, although there are no months there."

Hearing these problems of Jing Jiu, Zhong Lizi was stunned, thinking that human civilization has been such a chronicle since its recovery, possibly related to ancient civilizations?

Such a complicated problem is really not suitable for her to think about drinking. She shook her head, forgot these problems and the three words on the paper, and began to concentrate on watching TV.

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The first content of the preliminary contest for the selection of priestess ... is very old-fashioned, probably similar to the elementary school knowledge contest. The test questions do not involve any innovation or divergence of thinking, and there are no requirements for IQ.

Zhong Lizi stared at the light curtain, frowning whenever there was a problem, searching for answers in his mind, and then shouting the answer with his fist, or whispering the option without confidence, or continuing to frown brow.When the answer came out, she jumped up happily, or regretted that I clearly knew how to make a mistake?Or looked at Jing Jiu with a smirk and said he was studying science ...

"I will answer this question!" Waiting for Jing Jiu to give any response, she looked at the next question and yelled again: "It's the Pingmo Plateau, in the north of the main star!"

Jing Jiu did not care about her acting personality after drinking, but was interested in the content of those exam questions.It may be because this is the election of the Stargate Priestess. Many of those topics are the history of the planet, and are some very partial knowledge that ordinary people do not care about.

Zhong Lizi suddenly thought of seeing seven perfect scores that day, watching him a little uncertain and asking, "Are you all these questions?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

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The questions for the second round of assessment are much more difficult. It looks like a game, some require extremely precise operation ability, and some require a very calm state of mind, but the real foundation is the ability of spatial deconstruction and reconstruction .

These questions have extremely high requirements on the IQ and accuracy of the candidate's brain development.

Zhong Lizi opened his eyes wide, looked at the color blocks that were constantly spreading out and reorganizing, and looked at the hundreds of water glasses that seemed to be the same. After watching them for a long time, they couldn't find any clue.

She is a victorious girl, knowing that those problems exceed her abilities, she still refuses to give up, even holding her breath nervously.

Jing Jiu felt that this was not interesting in the first round. He lay back on the chair, stretched his pedals, and asked her to sit further there, and then closed her eyes to start learning.

"You can do this too?" Zhong Lizi looked at his expression and said in disbelief.

Jing Jiu Xin wanted to be so simple, not to mention Tong Yan and Qin Niang, even if Zhan came, he could easily pass customs.

Zhong Lizi looked at his face, and suddenly a very ridiculous idea emerged.

If he was pretended to be a maiden to participate in the election of the priesthood, he might really succeed in the end.

As for whether others can see ... who would doubt such a beautiful person?

You know, she used a lot of genius to get used to this face.

Jing Jiu continued to look at the essay collection. Numerous symbols and numbers floated in his field of vision, like snowflakes, reminding him of the room in the hidden net, and then Shangdefeng.The hot pot at that time was more delicious than the hot pot at the end of Shenmofeng, naturally not because Gu Qing did not do things carefully, but because his taste was gone.

Humans in this world are weaker than those on the continent, naturally not because they are lazy and incompetent, but because of different world rules.

The same is true of his physical condition now, the intensity and the speed at which it can be exhibited are far less than before.

Not knowing how long it passed, he suddenly heard a swear word and opened his eyes subconsciously and looked over.

Zhong Lizi stood in front of the TV, staring at the host inside like an enemy, biting his teeth and saying, "Shady!"

The primary election of this area in the three-tier world has come to an end, and the three candidates who are about to finalize the election have been selected. The girl she likes and supports the most has lost the election.Don't ask, one question is shady.

Jing Jiu's eyes fell on the TV, and found that the candidates were pretty good, especially the middle one.

——In his eyes, it still looks pretty, and it must be the ultimate beauty in human society.

Judging from the waves of hundreds of thousands of viewers and the attention of the host, the dark-haired girl in the middle is indeed the most popular.