The Path Toward Heaven

"What are you looking at?" She asked curiously.

Jing Jiu noticed that her voice was clean and thorough.

This kind of cleanliness was not trained, it was originally naive.

If the naive side is removed from innocence, all that remains is curiosity.

This shows that her curiosity is true.

So he had a rare desire to answer this question.

The problem is that he has no way to answer this question.

...

...

In the clear blue sky, there are other things besides the clouds that are burnt by the stars.

For example, the warships hidden behind the clouds.

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

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

The rest is to wait.

If the ascender wants to continue to warn him, or kill him directly ... then you bombard me with a warship?

--come on.

He squinted at the warships, thinking whether you used a fairy air super weapon or a laser gun, as soon as you started the program, I would kill it and find where you are.

...

...

Can he say this to this dark-haired girl named Jiang and Xia?

Naturally not.

So he ignored her.

Jiang and Xia were still not angry, but they were a little depressed. They fanned the face with their small hands boredly, and seemed to feel a little hot.

The season when the ginkgo tree turns into a yellow flame cannot be too hot, not to mention that the planet's surface has always been a bit cold.

A faint, fresh breath spread with the breeze of her palm, and fell on the blades of grass, condensing into tiny, tiny drops of water.

This is probably the secret life technique of the seminary or the priest family.

If ordinary people feel this fresh breath, they often feel relaxed and happy, but very comfortable, but in Jing Jiu's opinion this is the initial shallow water breath, and he doesn't like it because of Bai Zhenren.

"Sit far away," he said.

Jiang and Xia had never encountered such a thing. The little face was reddish and extremely embarrassing. She stood up helplessly and sat under a ginkgo tree in the back.

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

Jing Jiu saw this scene with his consciousness, remembered the begonia tree in the well house of Chao Gecheng, and remembered Bai Zao.

He didn't hesitate to make a decision, even if he didn't like the breath of the water anymore, he would never say a word to the dark-haired girl again.

Jiang and Xia sat under the ginkgo tree, holding his knees and looking at him with a tilted head, the more curious they became.

Who is this teenager in blue sportswear?Is it Zhong Lizi's boyfriend?

Li Zi came from below. Just a few days ago, with her cold temperament, how could she know a boyfriend so quickly?Do they say they knew each other before?Or did this teenager escape from below, so he didn't go anywhere, only dare to bask on the lawn without scanning?

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

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

The breeze was blowing gently, and another golden leaf fell, this time in her hand.

She clasped the petiole with her fingers and looked at the blade like a small fan.

The ginkgo leaves are really beautiful, and the teenager's eyes are better.

During the conversation, she saw the eyes, which were very close and clear.

Those eyes are beautiful like crystals ... no, like gems ... no, they are glazed ... all wrong.

His eyes shone more than the stars and clearer than the lake.

Jiang and Xia suddenly awakened and shook their heads slightly, imperceptibly, thinking to you as a priestess, what do you think here?

Jing Jiu knew that the dark-haired girl had been staring at herself, but she didn't care.

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

He didn't quite understand it, and it was only because the sons were too weak.

If someone stares at him and feels uncomfortable, how did he come over these years?

No one else on the lawn could see his face, only to see that he covered his head and face extremely tightly, just like a pervert, it would inevitably cast a strange vision.

There are still many people who do n’t care about him at all, such as children and dogs who are smiling happily and chasing and playing.

The Star River Human Alliance is a new flower born in the ashes of ancient civilizations. It is growing up in adolescence. Various colonial planets provide endless resources. The threat of the sea of ​​dark objects is temporarily blocked by the chain of stars. Welfare policy-oriented, the people are very willing to have children. The children he saw in the second city of Shou were simply more than those he had seen for more than a thousand years.Compared with Chaotian Continent, this world has a lot of people's lives that are richer and happier. Even the darker underground blocks are countless times better than the slums of Shangzhou City.Thinking of this, he made some minor corrections to the high and low evaluations of the two civilizations.

The twilight is getting thicker and deeper, and the stars in the distance will gradually fall under the mountains beyond the Great Rift Valley. After a while, it will be time for school.

The ring emits a dim light, which brings his consciousness to the star network, passing by countless false digital signs, crossing a dozen information jump bridges, sinking into the deepest part of the network ocean, and coming to that room in.

The snowflakes in the room fluttered slowly. There was no news related to the tooling cloth assassin, but there were a few words of "Hare".

The female officer of the battleship computer maintenance angrily accused him of being untrustworthy and shameless in the message, and was simply not worthy of being a ghost.

He now knows that the other party's name is Ran Handong, and is a girl, but he doesn't know why the other party is scolding himself shamelessly, and he still says that he has no faith.

Guessing other people's thoughts and emotions is more difficult than practicing Chengtian Jianjue and number theory. He left the room without thinking.

The fresh electronic music sounded on the campus, like hundreds of water of different thickness falling on the ice of different thickness, which was very pleasant.

It didn't take long for Zhong Lizi to come to the grass and look at Jiang and Xia sitting under the ginkgo tree.

Jiang and Xia waved to her and raised the paper book in his hand, indicating 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. Could it be seen clearly?

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

The two of them walked out of the campus as they did the other day.

Jiang and Xia put away the book in his hand and looked at the young men and women in the light and shadow of Ginkgo Tree. No one could see the loneliness and longing deep in her eyes.

...

...

Walking out of the ginkgo forest, the lights are brighter, and the night light from the floating skateboard appears in the sky from time to time, occasionally reminding Jing Jiu of the sword light of the continent.

Zhong Lizi sighed suddenly.

Jing Jiu knew that this meant to prepare for a conversation. He gave a soft hum with his nose, which was regarded as the opening speech.

"I feel pressured now."

"Ok?"

"I'm not talking about the game company ... anyway, they rarely bother me now ... I mean school."

Zhong Lizi held the folder with the computer tighter and said, "The students are all children who grew up in the upper layers. When they were young, they did genetic optimization, and when they were in middle school, they did knowledge input ... "

Knowledge input is to instill some basic knowledge into human's deep consciousness through the human brain interactive system, and then use targeted teaching to wake up in the future learning process.Most of the basic knowledge that is forcibly infused into consciousness is some memorable knowledge, which has nothing to do with other abilities such as logic, calculation, and analysis.

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

There are countless papers in the Academy of Science that may affect students' learning ability in other areas.

The human brain simply cannot bear too much information input in a short time.

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

The brains of students who received knowledge input did not turn into fireworks because they had to undergo the most rigorous assessments in terms of brain volume, number of gray cortical cell clusters, and brain development level before entering the knowledge input.

Until they pass the examination, they can choose the subject for knowledge input, and the number limit is very strict.

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

In any case, the students who are qualified to enter the knowledge input must have a good foundation. They are elites cultivated by the alliance, just like these proud students at Star Gate University.

The New World College where Zhong Lizi once attended was very ordinary, and had not received any knowledge input, so naturally it was difficult to catch up with these students in the coursework.

Jing Jiu did not care about these things and said, "Change the subject."

Zhong Lizi knew his character. Today, he yelled twice and asked for a change of topic, which has made her very happy and said happily, "I received seven love letters!"

When she said this, her expression was natural and she smiled happily, just like a girl who shared interesting things with her girlfriends. In fact, Yu Guang kept paying attention to Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu was even less concerned about this matter and said, "Change."

Zhong Lizi flattened her mouth a little boringly and said, "I know Jiang and Xia are definitely not reading books, she is going to see you."

Jing Jiu did not deny it, because this is the fact, saying: "Far away from her, just like the previous ..."

He forgot the name of the girl in the New World Academy.

Zhong Lizi found that he also forgot.

(Of course I remember the girl named Lu Shuiqian! Do n’t laugh at my memory every time ...)

...

...

"Jiang and Xia are different from her."

Zhong Lizi said softly, "I live in a hotel, but she is a pretty girl in a dormitory. She knows this and has not said those words to persuade me."

If it was the girl named Lu from the New World College, she would probably be persuaded: because of this and other reasons, you should live in the dorm with everyone, and so on.

These words may make sense, or even sound in good faith, but they are ultimately redundant and have other purposes.

"Don't worry about me, I can tell who is good and who is bad. I started living alone when I was very young. I grew up in that neighborhood, and the ability to know people is better than you think." She looked Jing Jiu raised an eyebrow and was a little playful, "I agreed to share with you that night, just to know that you are a good person."

Jing Jiu extended his finger and flicked a golden ginkgo leaf in front of his eyes, saying, "Idiot."

No one is born good or bad.

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

Any idea to judge what the other party will do in the future based on how good the other party is is stupid.

"Whatever you say, anyway, I think everyone will encounter difficulties when they can. Just help if you 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. I just dress up and I don't care."

The two came to the 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 they will never be together.

How lonely this is.

Suddenly she stopped and looked at Jing Jiu, said: "I am really sick."

Jing Jiu said, "I really have medicine."

...

...

When the night is quiet, Yunyan is also clear, and the figures of those battleships are more clear.

Jing Jiu was lying on a chair on the terrace. At this time, instead of looking at the battleship, he was looking at the stars.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a hand at the night sky, seeming to want to catch those stars in his hand.

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

He also did not understand why he would do these inexplicable and redundant things.

Particles, strong forces, the speed of light slows down, rules change ... or those words, once again appear in his consciousness.

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

Thinking of these, he got up and came into the room, brought a breeze, and let Zhong Lizi fall into a deep sleep.

He sat by the bed, his palm moving slowly about half a foot above her body.

A faint and extremely sharp sword shot shot from the palm of his hand, sweeping the girl's body from head to toe.

In addition to the fierceness, the sword was extremely cold, and there was a feeling of being frozen in the sword prison for thousands of miles.

Those swords are invisible and intangible, but it seems to be able to reverse the space, so that the starlight that shines through the window cannot be refracted for a while, and the room becomes slightly brighter.

With a click, the water in the cup at the head of the bed instantly froze into ice, and then the cup cracked.

Not knowing how long it took, Jing Jiu left the bedroom and returned to the patio chair, closed his eyes, and began to really sleep.