Chapter 748 The Prisoner in the Laboratory

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze from looking at the universe, turned around and opened the door to the living room, took off his hat and sat down on the cushioned chair.

The civilization of this world is indeed relatively low-level, but there are some merits. For example, this chair is more comfortable than his bamboo recliner.

Zhong Lizi was combing his long silver hair carefully with a comb. Seeing him walking out as if nothing had happened, Zhong Lizi felt angry and was about to taunt him a few words. Suddenly, when he saw his face after taking off his hat, he lost his temper and his voice became much gentler.

"Is it time? Speaking of which, why are you so interested in the news? Could it be that you came from above? Did you get killed by your stepmother?"

She really has no resistance to this face, otherwise she wouldn't have accepted the other party's request to share the rent a few days ago.

You must know that the other party can't produce an ID card, nothing.

But she is not afraid of what the other party will do. This young man is really good-looking. Whether it is to earn money or even go to the upper echelons of the cloud to get acquainted with those big people, there are ways. Of course, the main reason is that she is a student of Xinshi College, and possesses a combat power that surpasses that of ordinary people. How could this young man be her opponent? But it was precisely because of this face that she could see the extreme that she was deceived by the other party and agreed to post the novel on the academy website in her own name, but who knew that the evaluation she got was so bad...

"Humans nowadays are not as powerful as they were in ancient civilizations, but after mastering the method of genetic modification, everyone can cultivate true energy. It is really difficult for people to find the traditional cultivation novels like yours attractive." She looked at Jing Jiuyu and persuaded her earnestly, "Just like the sea-breaking sword cultivators in your book, they sound very powerful and bluffing, but flying swords are so slow that they can't even catch up with warships. Shock? Unless you write about a practitioner who can destroy a star with one punch, that's about the same."

Jing Jiu now knows what a star is, and said, "No one can."

With his level of strength, he can't destroy a star, and naturally other practitioners in Chaotian Continent can't, let alone this low-level civilization.

"I heard that there is one of the most powerful star-level weapons..." Zhong Lizi lowered his voice and leaned into his ear and said, "It can directly destroy a star, but the problem now is that it cannot collect enough energy. It is said that it is also a star-level weapon."

Jing Jiu thought to himself, this is really a meaningless sentence.

If there is a magic weapon that can absorb all the immortal energy in that burning fireball, then why destroy it?

Suddenly there was music playing, and he knew that it was about to start in a minute, so he sat up straight from the cushion and looked at the light curtain in front of him.

Every night at eight o'clock, the light curtain will broadcast something called news, which is to tell the important things that happened in this world. Although he didn't understand why such a thing was done, for him, a visitor from a foreign land, it was an important source of information to understand the world, and he didn't want to miss it.

Zhong Lizi poured another glass of water, took some pills, and took a few mouthfuls of cellulose to finish dinner. He continued, "Do you want to modify the content before the ascension? Anyway, it hasn't been updated yet. Let's strengthen the conflict between the Qingshan sect and the Zhongzhou sect, and make some grudges, such as what happened between Bai Zhenren and Liu Ci back then, and how did they become strangers later? Or between Zhao Layue and Bai Zao..."

Jing Jiu thought that Gu Qing was already like that, isn't it enough?

He wrote the novel "Da Dao Chaotian", which naturally has a deep meaning. It needs to be seen by as many people as possible. It can only be published through this little girl, but it is inevitable that it will be annoying if it is said too much. Turning to look into the silver-haired girl's eyes, I want to say something, but in the end I still don't say anything. After all, they are low-level civilizations, so what can they ask for?

Seeing him like this, Zhong Lizi couldn't help being a little ashamed, and said softly, "The Jing Jiu in the book is you, right? You're so narcissistic...but...you are really pretty, how old are you this year?"

At this time the news had already started, Jing Jiu ignored her and looked at the light curtain.

Zhong Lizi looked at his upright sitting posture and concentrated expression, and felt very boring.

Only the most motivated students and the most enthusiastic people will watch the news every night. Who in the civilian areas will watch this?

This boy is really a weirdo, or he may really be someone from above.

The picture on the news changed several times, and came to a huge metal door. The reporter was interviewing an official. The official said that the explosion a few days ago was an accident, which was contained in time, and did not cause any impact on the environment or structure, and the public should not panic.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. According to the relevant common sense he had learned these days, the imperial court here or Meihui should have issued a warrant long ago. Why didn't he see his easily recognizable face on the news? Could it be that the place called the laboratory is not important?

At the end of the news, he sees a man in the background.

The man had scraggly blond hair and a very ordinary face, but it left a deep impression on him.

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Before Jing Jiu opened his eyes in the laboratory, he heard a conversation.

He hadn't heard the language, and it was strange that he could understand the meaning of those conversations.

A man expresses his admiration and doesn't care about gender.

He opened his eyes and saw the man.

The man had blond hair and an ordinary face, and was wearing a white coat.

He subconsciously hmmed to express his doubts, and felt that it was not very polite, so he stood up from the table, nodded to the other party, and expressed his thanks.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Chaotian Continent, and it was even very popular in Dongyidao for a while.

Of course, he didn't need to think about politeness when he was in Chaotian Continent, but this might be the legendary fairyland, so he felt that he should keep a low profile.

Those two scientists were the top figures in this world. They had seen countless galactic dust and bizarre things, and they didn't scream because of his waking up.

But they were still surprised, staring at Jing Jiu without blinking.

——Jing Jiu forgot that he didn't wear clothes, just like he was in the Devil's Prison all those years ago.

He swept around with his sword sense, and grasped the environment and all the details of this place in a short time, including those hidden behind the metal wall.

This room is smaller than the cave of Shenmo Peak, but it is very neat and full of a simple and boring sense of beauty or sense of boredom.

What made him a little interested was that everything he could see was metal, and it seemed that the minerals in the Immortal Realm were much richer than those in the Chaotian Continent.

As for those small magic tools with flickering lights and looking very delicate and complicated, they are somewhat similar to those of the Weapon Sect, but the spar inside is too small and the energy is impure.

On the contrary, the energy in the linear instruments hidden behind the wall is very pure, but the amount is not enough.

What disappointed him the most was that whether it was the magical artifacts or the false light source outside the window, it showed that the use of immortal energy in this world was indirect, and to some extent, it was not as good as those of the other continents in the original world.

Is this really a fairyland?

How could it be so backward?

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In a very short time, he came to a conclusion, regained his composure, looked at the two people, noticed the gaze of the other party, and realized that he was not wearing any clothes. The battle with the extraterrestrial celestial demon was so terrible, the white clothes were naturally destroyed, and he also lost contact with that space after leaving Chaotian Continent, so he couldn't take those clothes with him.

Otherwise, how could he not take the bamboo chair away?

As a monk, I don't care about these things at all.

He raised his hands, ready to salute each other.

Unexpectedly, the other party was startled, stepped back a few steps and shouted.

He had never heard those languages, but he could understand the meaning of the other party.

"Put it down! There is a level 6 energy field here, even the main guns of the battleship can't blast it!"

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then retracted his hands and walked forward a few steps, and sure enough he came into contact with an invisible barrier.

What does energy field mean?

It's really unimaginable that he didn't discover this invisible barrier.

The biggest question is, why is there such an invisible barrier?

Are these people preparing to imprison themselves?

Jing Jiu raised his right hand again and pressed it against the invisible barrier.

Countless sword lights emerged between his palm and the air, illuminating his expressionless face.