The Path Toward Heaven

Ancient civilizations are indeed extremely developed, can use star energy extremely efficiently, and can completely transform planets.

As a result of planetary transformation, there are three famous large cracks in the surface crust of the base of Star Gate, which looks like three scars and three petals.

One of the cracks is where the New World College and Shouji Metropolis are located, and it is also the only way to the underground laboratory.

There is also a crack in the south of the equator. The number of ordinary residents is relatively small, and there are few cities. Most of them are related departments of the Star Fleet.

In particular, the second floor below the earth's crust is a huge dock for warship mooring and maintenance, known as the exclusive second zone.

There are tens of millions of people living in the exclusive second district, there are many universities and technical colleges, and there are many companies with dual military and civilian identities.The largest foreign transfer company, which once belonged to the Mo family, has now been levied by the government.I don't know if the Miss Mo family has the opportunity to return to the university affiliated to the base for further study.

The battleship Lieyang was moored in a huge dock and looked like a majestic mountain range.

In the interstellar age, most of the time, warships will choose to overhaul in space, and only very special circumstances will land on the surface.

Even the residents of the exclusive second district rarely have the opportunity to see the latest warships at such a short distance. On the day of rest, many people bring their families to the maintenance base for sightseeing and have a picnic on the grass It looks very lively.

Under the cover of the crowd, Jing Jiu wore a newly purchased blue sportswear, approached the base, and passed several checkpoints to enter the building inside the repair dock.

In the quiet dressing room, he packed the blue sportswear into the black backpack, put on the uniform of the Union school-level officer provided by Ran Donghan, pushed open the heavy metal door, stepped on the flat ground like the quiet sea, toward the battleship Lieyang Go.

Up to now, he has hacked into the military network several times, but he has not touched the deep core. He just left a lot of interception procedures according to the consciousness in his instincts, which cannot form effective control.Especially deep in the battleship's network that day, he became more cautious after hearing the faint sigh.

Even so, it is still very easy for him to pass the authorization in the bracelet and pass the scanning inspection of the battleship Lieyang.

Whether it is in the Chaotian Continent or in this world, there are really few people who can stop him, and so far there is only a gravitational field.

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The battleship Lieyang looks very common in the universe, but it looks extremely huge on the ground. After entering the interior, it is like entering a palace of a deity. It is very easy to produce its own small feeling.

Stable footsteps echoed in the quiet passage, and then gradually merged with more footsteps, eventually turning into a drum-like sound.

The warship living area has become a bit noisy. Whether officers or ordinary soldiers are eating, they will always become more humane.

The air was filled with the smell of food, and there were complaints.The officers and men on the battleship Lieyang have been imprisoned for more than ten days. After the battleship landed on the surface, it was even more strictly regulated. It has long been suffocated by continuous investigation by various departments.

Jing Jiu was sitting in the corner of the corner. The brim of the military hat was very low and he was wearing sunglasses.

He could not smell the food, and it was estimated that it should be unpalatable from the color, and he probably understood the reasons for these complaints.

"If it's not a problem with the program, what's going on? Besides, what does this have to do with the lower-level mechanics? What do we do here?"

"Slower voice ... Ah, sir!"

Several oil-stained soldiers on their boots came over with their dinner plates and walked very close to find Jing Jiu's presence. They could not help but startle and salute.

Jing Jiu was expressionless and ignored them.

The mechanic soldiers quickly turned around and left.Someone said, "Why is that major like a ghost? Who saw you there just now?"

"Did I dare to complain if I saw it?"

"What is that major sitting there?"

"You didn't see the insignia? That was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, maybe it was to investigate the case."

With the sound of discussion, more and more soldiers noticed Jing Jiu in the corner, looked at his uniform epaulet, felt the temperament like an iceberg rejected thousands of miles away, and thought he was sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to investigate the case. Senior, where dare to provoke.

More and more warship officers and men came to the living area.It is now on the ground, no need to be on duty, everyone comes here to eat, in fact, this is also a requirement for the fleet to self-examine-eating is to gather roll calls and confirm that everyone is there.

A very tiny sword light flashed on the dark lens like black night.

Jing Jiu's eyes passed through the lens and flicked across every table in the living area.

In a very short time, he watched everyone, and after a filter, he began to observe for the second time.

Hundreds of faces glanced in front of his eyes like light and shadow, occasionally staying, and then moving again.

He found seventeen soldiers who had undergone cosmetic surgery. His eyes went deeper again, through those faces, and fell on the bone inside.

Some of these soldiers have suffered serious facial injuries and require medical cosmetic surgery, so the bone parts are mostly repaired, mixed with many alloy materials.

The rest of the people, in order to change their appearance, do most of the bone cutting.

Soon, he determined his suspicion.

An officer sits at an obscure little square table.

The officer was silent and had no companion. He kept his head down and kept eating, not much.

The real practitioners do not need to eat.

Jing Jiu thought to himself.

His sight found that the officer had undergone a bone-cutting operation, and his appearance was still very ordinary, and in several key places of the facial bone, a very advanced alloy structure was strengthened.

The most critical issue is that this officer has great power hidden in his body.

It is impossible for a strong man with this power to do such an ordinary position on a battleship.

So, this person has a problem.

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Hundreds of pictures unfolded in front of Jing Jiu's eyes, and then slowly stacked together.

He consciously rehabilitated the officer who had undergone cosmetic surgery according to the common methods of medical cosmetic surgery.

Those reinforced alloy structures are removed.

Fill in some white material according to the traces of bone removal.

Those broken muscle fibers are reconnected and then strengthened.

Smooth those areas with uneven and thin facial skin.

After about two minutes, the hundreds of pictures turned into a brand new face in front of his eyes.

The ring was slightly bright, he entered the hidden network to find the database of the deceased of the military department and began to make a comparison.

Soon, he got the answer.

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The middle-aged officer was eating in silence.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was looking at himself, and it was not the kind of look with his eyes.

He put the fork in his hand on the dinner plate, picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth carefully, and raised his head to look across.

A young officer was sitting opposite him sometime, wearing sunglasses and pressing the brim, unable to see his face.

"Zhou Keqin?"

"Yes."

"Need the staff officer in the central office?"

"Yes."

"Where were you when the accident happened that day?"

"I take a break and sleep in the room."

"Witness?"

"No."

"Someone saw you go to the wire warehouse."

"That man is lying." The middle-aged officer named Zhou Keqin looked unchanged and looked calmly at the opposite side. "I want to ask who you are? You should not be an investigator of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Why did you appear here? Why ask me these questions? "

"You are not Zhou Keqin." The young officer sitting opposite is naturally Jing Jiu.

After seeing some remotely monitored photos, the middle-aged officer easily guessed his identity, Shen Sheng said: "Who do you think I am?"

Jing Jiu said: "Fang Xiang, the former commander of the Xinglian fleet attacked the battalion, and Xingxing was up, and you were dead."

The middle-aged officer was silent for a while, and said, "It seems that your relationship with the priest is really good. I found me so quickly."

Jing Jiu said: "If you want to kill me, you will die."

Fang Xiang's eyes were extremely calm, without any fear.

"Who is going to die? You can survive the gravitational field that night, how do you escape face to face at this time?"

The voice fell, and an extremely powerful breath erupted from his body.

There was a strong wind in the living area of ​​the battleship. Numerous dishes were blown to the ground. The leftover soup was scattered everywhere, and the greasy taste passed through the wind.

The officers and men of the fleet didn't even know what was going on, the siren did not sound, and they looked subconsciously towards the wind.

The small square table had been scattered into pieces, dancing with the wind, Fang Xiang floated into the sky, and countless breaths continuously poured into his body.

Jing Jiu stood on the ground, his eyes fell on the person through sunglasses.

Fang Xiang came to the sky and showed his might, only a short period of time later.

It was enough for him to kill this person a dozen times.

But he didn't move.

This is the first time he has encountered this civilized strong practitioner, and the other party is most likely related to the ascendant. He wants to observe.

After about 0.7 seconds, the observation is over.

His thoughts moved slightly.

More than ten Daoguang came out of the body and slashed towards the strong military in the sky.

The pale blue light illuminates a corner of the living area.

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The dense and crisp sound of cutting sounded.

Fang Xiang is not dead.

Somehow, his body was covered with a layer of dissimilar alloy mecha, and the position of his chest was shining with blue light. I do n’t know if it was a processor or an energy center, emitting extremely powerful breath fluctuations.

There are dozens of very clear traces on the surface of the mecha.

Those sword lights are just sword intentions, not real flying swords. The sharpness is lacking, and they fail to cut the hard outer layer of the armor.

Anyway, he is the first person in the world who can block these sword lights.

Jing Jiu felt something interesting, took off his sunglasses and put it in his pocket.