Chapter 735 Little White Flowers on the Mountain (Additional 16 Chapters for Jing)
All the hustle and bustle disappeared at this moment——
The huge base was silent.
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
Under the impact of the moment, the green silver glass became densely covered with silver.
The "Eye of the Storm" installed at the top of the core laboratory shut down instantly, interrupting the simulation experiment.
One researcher couldn't believe his eyes.
The entire base is working around the clock, and the project is expected to take half a month to complete.
This guy is just...finished?
The night watchman holding the projector phone also stood there in a daze.
Gu Nanfeng in the projection also fell into silence.
If Gu Shen hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have let the ghost of the tomb come to this place.
So...is this the result of divination?
In the silent base, it took a long time before someone cautiously broke the calm.
"It's...is it finished?"
The researcher standing behind Tsukauki looked at the "Storm Equation" that was constantly being derived on the main screen. The codes of this equation began to be derived rapidly, and countless strings of spreading codes burst out on the screen.
Many researchers gathered around.
They found...these codes exceeded their knowledge.
They can't understand.
This is "logic" that only Tsukauki and [Deep Sea] can understand. The fundamental reason is that the operation of the "Sky Sheath Weapon" requires the use of "ancient characters" with extraordinary effects.
None of the researchers here can understand "ancient texts"... So if they want to find the final "evolutionary result", they can only rely on time to slowly calculate.
Tsukauki's "ancient prose" directly accelerated this process.
He skipped the simulation phase and gave Storm Release a very stable starting state.
"It's not finished yet."
Tsukauki said softly: "The activity of the Sky Sheath fragments is currently optimized at about 75%, which is enough to support the Gu family's first-stage needs. However, the effectiveness of 'Storm Release' can be improved, and the activity of the fragments has the opportunity to be optimized to 90%."
The group of researchers behind them fell silent again.
90%?
This is something they can't even imagine... It's simply a "miracle". If they can steadily optimize the fragment activity to 60% in the next three days, then the entire base will open champagne to celebrate and welcome The arrival of the first edition of Skysheath Weapons.
And now...
The fragment activity of 75% has announced the birth of the Sky Sheath weapon.
Different than expected.
They haven't even experienced the "arduous" struggle and "dangerous" debates, and they still have time to take the wrong research direction and promptly reject it and then turn back. In the end, another village ushered in a comeback.
This research has just begun.
It has already ushered in the "end".
The victory came so suddenly that no one had time to put a smile on their face.
"90% fragmentation activity..."
One researcher murmured: "Is this real? How long will it take?"
"Due to the 'marginal diminishing effect', after the activity reaches a certain base, it will become increasingly difficult to improve. 75% is a very high base value. If you want to increase it by one percentage point in the future, it will take a lot of time to 'simulate' Steady state.”
Tsukauki looked at the main console and said slowly: "After the initial steady-state release experiment is successful, if you want to reach a near-perfect 90% activity, it is destined to be a long process. It may take a year? Or even longer. "
"How do you know this?"
Until Gu Nanfeng's voice came.
The ghost of the grave is like waking up from a dream.
The sharpness and brilliance in his eyes before disappeared at this moment, as if blown by a strong wind, and his whole expression became dazed and confused again.
He looked at himself reflected on the silver screen and murmured to himself: "Yes...how did I know..."
"..."
The researchers in the base had complicated expressions.
In fact, they all heard about the accident that happened in the [Snow Cage] before. When the sky sheath fragments collapsed, Tsuka Oni was at the scene. His luck was as unlucky as ever. He suffered heavy injuries in that incident and lost most of his memory. , but fortunately, he has some useful "knowledge" left, such as ancient text translation.
At this moment, it is obvious that the memories that Tsukauki retains are not just "ancient texts".
This kind of thing made the researchers sigh.
It has to be said that there are differences between people from birth!
Take Tsukasa as an example.
Even if this guy has lost his memory... he still has a superb "feel" and stable "intuition". Manually modifying the initial stable value of the sky sheath fragment requires both computing power and some luck.
Over the past six hundred years, the fragment samples collected by Dongzhou are less than 100g. Under such circumstances, no one knows the approximate properties of the "celestial sheath fragments".
How could anyone know the exact value of the Sky Sheath fragments! ?
"The simulation experiment of fragment activity optimization will continue here."
Gu Nanfeng quickly issued the order. He lowered his voice and asked: "According to the current 'Storm Equation', we will assemble and produce the Sky Sheath weapons... I need to see the results within three days. Can it be completed?"
Needless to say?
The biggest problem has been solved!
Most of the researchers realized at this time what a great miracle they had just witnessed. The "Heaven Sheath Weapon" that Nagano had been silently planning for decades was finally coming out!
The storm equation is done!
There are enough fragments of the sky sheath!
The blueprint framework is ready!
All the factors have been gathered——
"Yes, of course!"
The head of the research group was excited, slammed the table heavily, and roared: "Everyone take action now, quickly! We are making history now!!!"
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The top of the Temple Mountain.
Li Qingci sat in front of the table, unable to calm down.
A few days ago, she could actually sit in front of the table for a whole day without any ripples in her heart, but now after seeing Gu Shen, her mind became very confused, troubled by those messy strands that had been settled before.
Of course, part of the confusion at this moment came from worry... She didn't know what wish Mr. Gu wanted to pray for? If it was an important matter, he should have to pay a lot of price, right? This is not a good thing.
There are others, which are deeper, the confusion and confusion of the past few days.
Holding the pen and writing, a mess.
No matter how you write the disassembly of longevity on the ancient Chinese drawings, it is not right.
Above the dome, dark clouds covered, and a ray of skylight fell on the wooden house.
The whole temple mountain seemed quiet, but in fact, in addition to Li Qingci, there was another person who was closely "watching".
In the wooden house, the candlelight flickered.
The young figure reflected by the four bronze lamps sat on the ground, with his back straight as if there was a ruler behind him.
The breeze blew into the gap of the wooden house.
The light flickered, and the hem of the black windbreaker fluttered slowly.
Gu Shen felt that his life had completed the "passing", which meant that one round of the wishing technique had been completed. The scale took away his two years, to be precise, seven hundred and eighty-one days.
And what was returned to him was a bird's-eye view map of the frozen lake in the tundra, with a small scarlet dot on it.
This point.
is Han Dang's "habitat".
Using two years to exchange for Han Dang's position... is it worth it?
Gu Shen thinks it is worth it.
After he finished listening to the Star Plan, he realized that Jing Shanyan was not an ordinary criminal in Xuelong. The first chief judge must have the important secret of the "Ancient Literature Society".
Jing Shanyan cannot die.
The picture in the disaster bracelet is very contradictory. If Jing Shanyan's head is taken off by Han Dang, then [Bi Wang Quanjie] will not be able to maintain its existence... But the appearance of this picture is enough to show that Jing Shanyan's situation under the frozen lake is very worrying.
His head has been taken away by someone.
Isn't life and death something that Han Dang can decide in a moment?
Han Dang wanted to force himself to show up, and the consideration period given was very short. If he couldn't find out where this guy was hiding... then the next situation would not be saved by paying "two years".
Cut the grass, and make sure to root it out.
Gu Shen spent nearly two and a half years of his own time without any hesitation. As long as he could directly catch Han Dang, in his opinion, this exchange would be worth it!
"Is the prayer over..."
Gu Shen got the specific coordinates, and then looked around, he found that he was still in the silver-white spiritual world.
In the original holy place like the Temple Mountain Wooden House, it is not difficult to immerse in the prayer dream, and it is naturally easy to exit.
The transaction is over, if you want to go back.
He only needs a thought, and he can regain consciousness at any time.
"I am still here... Does this mean that I and the "Libra of Destiny" can continue to trade?"
Gu Shen narrowed his eyes, he raised his head and looked at the silver-white world in front of him.
A somewhat crazy idea emerged in his mind.
Gu Shen held his breath.
In his mind, he began to re-concrete the idea.
First, he concretized a ruler, and then his mental power swept into the ruler and directly immersed in the ruler. Layers of fog were cleared away, and it was a deep spiritual space with mottled light and shadow.
In the spiritual realm of the "Ruler of Truth", large areas of shadows were shrouded.
Gu Shen used his mind to visualize the figure sitting in the deepest darkness.
Devil!
These were the pre-information he sent to the "Scales of Destiny"!
Then, he made his second wish-
"I want to kill... 'this guy' in the Ruler of Truth, do you have a way?"
He looked at the scales.
The huge scales received the message and began to shake... and this time, its shaking amplitude was much greater than before, like a ship hit by a big river, tilting to the extreme at once.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine days... twenty-three hours."
Gu Shen's pupils contracted!
Kill the devil... The Scales of Destiny can provide a way!
But the price is... pay 10,000 days of life, twenty-seven years!
And the moment the Scales of Destiny offered the price, the number was rapidly decreasing!
Gu Shen was in a trance, and the number on the scale became:
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine days... twenty-two hours!"
Hesitated for a second, and paid the price of an hour!
"No exchange!"
Gu Shen stopped immediately. The huge white Libra dissipated after receiving Gu Shen's "rejection of transaction" signal... This is not actually a "loophole". Even if the caster reacts quickly and stops instantly after peeking at the transaction price of the "prayer spell", he still needs to pay a part of the price.
And next time.
If he considers completing it and wants to pray for the same thing...
Libra will "raise the price".
The price will be more expensive than the first time.
The caster always has the right to withdraw from the "transaction", but the scale will continue to "raise the price" accordingly. In the transaction of wishing magic, the more hesitant, the higher the price that needs to be paid.
"Either you cut the mess quickly, make a decisive decision, and complete the deal..."
"Either, don't even look at it..."
Gu Shen stared at the snow-white scale with a gloomy expression. An idea he had just suddenly caused him to lose two hours of Yangshou in vain. These are lives... Two years of life, come and kill Han Dang, there is currently no There were other better ways, so he had no choice but to admit it!
But in two hours of Yangshou, let me ask another question.
This transaction should be considered a loss for him.
"It's not without gain... at least I'm sure of one thing."
Gu Shen murmured: "Devils can be killed."
He has been unable to deal with the devil in the ruler. The only way is to use "miraculous silver" to completely block it.
But judging from the response just given by "Libra of Destiny", although this guy is powerful, he is not immortal!
"If this Libra can find a way, I can definitely do it too..."
Gu Shen comforted himself.
Two hours, not too bad, not too bad...
He quit praying and pushed away the cabin.
"Mr. Xiao Gu?"
Li Qingci raised her head nervously and asked, "Is the prayer going well?"
"Alright."
Gu Shen smiled and laughed at himself: "It took more than two years...well, plus two hours to ask an irrelevant question."
"It was Celadon's negligence."
Li Qingci was slightly startled and realized what Gu Shen meant by "two hours". She said apologetically: "The art of praying is not a child's play. Once you open your mouth, you will definitely pay the price... I thought Mr. You must act thoughtfully.”
Gu Shen smiled bitterly and said, "You don't need to apologize. I was reckless this time."
Before he stopped, Gu Shen looked back at the scattered drawings on the desk.
He suddenly stopped, looked at Celadon, and asked aloud: "Miss Celadon, since I climbed the mountain, you seem to have something to say to me?"
"I……"
Li Qingci pinched Bai Yi and hesitated for a moment in her eyes.
She did have a lot to say, but Gu Shen was not just spending time on the mountain this time. He had to rush back to the tundra. The words she had been thinking about for many days were not suitable to be spoken at this moment.
Thought for a moment.
Li Qingci shook her head to cover up all the strangeness.
"nothing……"
She smiled softly and said, "Mr. Gu, I wish you a smooth trip."
Gu Shen looked at Li Qingci with some suspicion.
He looked up at the dome again.
He knew that Chu Ling could see everything here, and naturally he could also see what happened when Li Qingci was retreating... But at this moment, there was peace in the spiritual sea.
Chu Ling seemed to have nothing to say to himself.
"I accept your good words."
Gu Shen came down the mountain and said seriously: "Thank you Celadon Girl for your help and prayers."
The shrine mountain was covered with frost and snow, and it soon returned to tranquility.
Li Qingci sat alone on the mountain, looking at the scattered drawings on the table, and was lost in thought for a long time.
She looked up too.
The weather is not good today at the top of the temple.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, but fortunately there were several white flowers flying up and swaying in the wind.
The high mountains are covered with dark clouds and the city is gloomy, but there are only a few small white flowers rising in the wind.
It will become a beautiful sight.
Li Qingci was so forgetful that she couldn't help but cough. She covered it with silk, but some blood still leaked out.
"My Lady Goddess."
She spread out the silk fabric, looked at the blood stains on it, and asked with a soft smile: "You think... can I wait until the flowers bloom?"