The Path Toward Heaven

Obviously, the sound of Shen Yunbu was at Xuejingjiu.

Jing Jiu said nothing.He knew that if he said it, Shen Yunbu must say that he learned Liu Ci.

To this day, he is still very annoyed that Liu Ci blocked the sky-tribulation on the banks of the West Sea and did not want to hear the name.

His eyes fell on the jug of wine held by Shen Yun buried.

The hip flask was made of pottery made of old mud, probably antique.

Most importantly, the molecules in the jug have a certain taste that he is familiar with.

It is neither ale nor barley-brewed spirits, no peat, no sugar cane sweetness, no star anise, cinnamon fragrance.

It is very clean, clean and extremely strong liquor.

"Smell it? It looks like the logistics department has copied it well."

Shen Yunbu looked at his expression, completely forgetting the fact that he was seriously injured and proudly said, "I will give them credit."

Jing Jiu said: "Nanman has a small golden flower, this world does not, the taste is slightly different."

This is what Nan Wang likes to drink.

It is also the wine he has drunk the most.

"We can't ask that things are as good as they are, so perfect." Shen Yun buried took a sip from the mud seal, and then said after a moment: "After reading the novel you wrote, I wanted to imitate it and summoned a technical breakthrough The team also annoyed Li Chunyang several times. "

The members of that group are most likely to be senior technicians regarded as treasures in the major breweries of the Galaxy Alliance, and there may also be wine tasting masters on the holiday planet.

In a sense, Jing Jiu's study these days is the same way.

Jing Jiuxin thought Daoyuan Patriarch seemed to say that Chunyang really liked drinking.

It seems that this kind of wine has already appeared in Nanman at that time.

Shen Yunbu handed the hip flask to him.

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Shen Yunbuan didn't care, he took another two sips, glanced at him and said, "You don't ask me why I broke my arm?"

Jing Jiu thought, if he broke his arm, what would he ask?

He is the best at cutting off, so I haven't known how many broken-armed people I've seen in thousands of years, such as Xilai.

"Okay, it's really nothing to break an arm. I have twelve spare parts in the fleet. If I install a new one, I can do a technical upgrade."

Shen Yun buried the chicken leg and tore a piece of it, chewed it and swallowed it, said: "It's just a little expensive, it's more troublesome when going through the budget meeting, and it's going to fight and threaten people."

Jing Jiu has heard the story many times, knowing the responsibilities he should take at this time, and asking without emotion, "How expensive?"

Shen Yun buried thought for a while and said, "Seven latest warships?"

Jing Jiu knows a lot of things, but he still has no concept of resources and value. After thinking about it, I realized that it was really expensive.

"Expensiveness is not a problem." Shen Yunbu looked at the chicken leg in his hand, and suddenly felt no appetite.

Of course, his body's need for food is a simulation program.

He threw the drumsticks down the cliff and bulged his cheeks. "The main thing is that it's boring to fight."

This time, the Star Nuclear Fleet conducted a drill on the edge of the Sea of ​​Dark Objects, nominally to prepare for the future Star Chain plan. In fact, it made the soldiers on the fleet accustomed to this type of combat.No one thought, or thought, but did not predict that 17 warships were inexplicably invaded by the sea of ​​dark objects.

Twenty thousand soldiers became monsters and attacked their fleet.

A few simple words, in reality is an unimaginable disaster.

The chaos became more and more violent, and the fleet was seriously damaged. In order to avoid the storm from reaching a larger area, Shen Yunbu had to personally take action, carrying hundreds of military strongmen in combat armor in space Monster battle, the final price paid is the fall of more than one hundred strong men and one of his arms.

The arm can indeed be repaired, just like any part of his body, the problem is that this damage has indeed happened in his spiritual world.

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The peaks of Planet 857 are concentrated near the equator.

The mountain is very high. The cliff where Jing Jiu and Shen Yun buried sit is about seven kilometers away from the ground.

Meter is the standard distance measurement unit of the Star Alliance.

No one knows why it is called rice.

Those who know may have long since disappeared into the long river of history.

The chicken leg left Shen Yunbu's slender and beautiful fingers and passed through the cold air. It took a long time to fall to the ground with a crackling sound.

The gravity of this planet is weaker than that of the main star.

After more than 7,000 meters, you can still hear the sound of a chicken leg falling, because Jing Jiu and Shen Yunbu are the strongest human beings.

If they can still be counted as human beings.

"If ... the planet still has viable spores ... how long will it take for this chicken leg to become a monster?"

Shen Yunbu suddenly raised a very strange and even ridiculous question.

Jing Jiu ’s class these days is not white, knowing that the so-called infestation is not just for living things, but more accurately it should be organic matter. He said: "Spores exist in the form of small flora in most states, and every one is alive. The number varies from a few hundred to tens of thousands, and the fastest one will only take two hours. "

"Yes, so I often think about it. Fortunately, the speed of infection is fast enough, otherwise there will be many tragedies according to human moral concepts."

After finishing this sentence, Shen Yunbu looked at the stars in the night sky without expression, and seemed to find many things very boring.

This sentence is easy to understand.For example, if her daughter is infected, her family can only watch her become a monster. She also knows that death, even more terrible ending than death, is waiting for her.Her spirit would collapse, she would go crazy, she would crawl along the data cable from the third floor to the ground, and she would yell, cry, and laugh on the street in her pajamas.Of course, maybe she hadn't had time to do anything before she was cut by her brother's throat with a Western knife, and then the police car and medical car broke through. The brother raised his hands high, shouting her innocence and bravery. Make your eyes convince parents to prove their claims.

Jing Jiu understands but does not care too much, because such things happen at every moment in the life group, but because of the frequency of some incidents that are too dense, which attracts more attention, and then becomes a Worth discussing ethical issues, moral issues and even social issues.

Shen Yun buried said: "I like to talk to you, because you know what I mean, it is not like talking too much nonsense with those people, in the end it's the chicken and the duck."

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

Shen Yun buried thought of his own voice at the beginning of today's conversation, and couldn't help laughing.

In the laughter, he left the edge of the cliff and flew towards the night sky, dragging out a blue light, which was full of substantial energy fluctuations.

Jing Jiu calculated that it should be an ultra-micronized nuclear power furnace.

"Go back and have a good rest. I will take you to see someone and some stars tomorrow."

The blue light flew out of the atmosphere and headed towards a battleship.

Shen Yunbu's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The sound wave generated by the vibration of a sound object needs a medium to propagate. His sound can penetrate the vacuum, and there must be some kind of particle in the vacuum, or this sound wave is alienated into other forms.

There are many problems that need to be cracked, such as this and others.

Many questions may not find an answer until the end, so some predecessors believe that there is no such thing as reason in the universe.

Jing Jiu does not accept this view.

His Tao does not accept this nihilism.

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Early the next morning, it was too late.

Of course, the day and night of planet 857 are not much different, it is difficult to clearly see the moment of dawn.

Jing Jiu didn't wait for Huaxi, so he made an iron pot of tea, which was not thick but perfectly matched his taste. It was perfect and far superior to Gu Qing.

After drinking half a cup of tea and going out the door, I saw Shen Yun buried against the wall arm, and his left arm has been restored as before.

Jing Jiu glanced and confirmed that the mechanical structure, micro-electric induction, and material strength of the new arm were the same as before. It seemed that the time was too urgent, and there was no time to reform.

The real strongman is not whether he will look back at the explosion, but mainly to see if he needs to sleep.

Neither he nor Shen Yunbu need to sleep. The experts and scholars in the research institute are also monsters, and they rarely sleep.

Accompanied by the beeping sound and the confirmation of authority, they walked into the institute and saw the brightly lit laboratories and the scholars with brighter brains than the lights.

Professor Long's brain is also very bright. Jing Jiu didn't even look at him. He followed Shen Yun buried into the meeting room.

Someone is already waiting for them in the meeting room.

It was a middle-aged professor, his eyes were quiet, and there was a spring breeze to see him.

But if you look carefully, you will find some special places.

The middle-aged professor apparently only recently suffered serious injuries. The taste of psychopharmaceuticals and genetically modified materials is very pungent, even more pungent than the smell of wine on Huaxi.

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't expect to meet so early, Mr. Zeng."