Chapter 753 Lost in the Ocean of Knowledge

Before leaving Chaotian Continent, Jing Jiu had arranged everything, including many things.

For example, Tan Zhenren should be the second person to ascend.

Old Tan looks dull and useless, has been bullied by his wife for hundreds of years, and has been frightened by the white sword so that he has never dared to take that step, but in fact he is extremely strong.

He is strong in the broad forehead and chest, and the word honesty.

Now that both Bai Ren and Master Bai are dead, the pressure from his wife's natal family has disappeared, and the affection has been erased. Of course, he can take that step smoothly.

As for making fairy talismans to make up for the loss of aura in Chaotian Continent, he had discussed this matter with Tan Zhenren when he sold Tong Yan back to the Zhongzhou School.

He also said the same thing to Xilai and Cao Yuan.

So who will ascend after talking about real people? Cao Yuan is naturally very strong, but the problem is that it is not easy to think about it. When Xilai will come out depends on when she can fully grasp the true meaning of the sword of everything when she is ten years old. As for the little Xueji in the snow field... After all, she is still too young. Although she has a child with Peng Lang, she should have to wait for many years to leave.

The problem is that during those years, little Xueji will grow up quickly and learn to fight. When the time comes to quarrel with her mother, which side should Peng Lang stand on? If the family of three started to fight in disorder, it would definitely shake the world, and even destroy the entire Chaotian Continent. Fortunately, Ping Yongjia was still in Qingshan, so he was safe, and he didn't need to worry too much.

What he really cares about is that hundreds of years later, how many of the next generation of practitioners in Chaotian Continent will be able to ascend.

The little twelfth lunar month will definitely come out, is it possible to be ten years old?

This world called Stargate is also somewhat different from the flow of time in the universe, and it is not known whether the hundreds of years in Chaotian Continent are equal to the years or decades here.

Thinking about these things, he seldom felt a sense of loss. He withdrew his eyes from looking at the universe in that corner, walked back to the living room, picked up the computer and continued to study college physics.

Today is the eighth day of his systematic study and the fourth day of studying physics, and it is still difficult.

Not long after, he chose to give up for the first time in his life, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and started watching a TV series called Interstellar Prodigal Son.

From his unmoving posture and the way he looked into the distance, the silver-haired girl Zhong Lizi guessed that his mind was still on study, and she admired and felt strange at the same time.

Since this boy is a person above, he must have received an excellent education since he was a child, and he should have completed the knowledge input, why should he study as hard as himself?

She said: "I really think it's too difficult, or change courses."

Jing Jiu thought he was right, so he hummed and said, "Tomorrow, I'll read the simplest mathematics first."

Zhong Lizi opened his eyes wide, thinking that you are crazy, and repeated: "The simplest...mathematics?"

What was Jing Jiu thinking?

This is what I am best at.

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The next day happened to be a rest day, Zhong Lizi didn't go to school, and the thesis was finished, so Jing Jiu had the right to use the computer all day.

He turned on the computer, logged in to the college network, opened the relevant teaching plan section, and entered the mathematics area.

Since it is a systematic study, of course we must start with the very first entry-level textbooks, such as one plus one equals two.

He is very familiar with that strange symbol now, and he has successfully completed the elementary, junior high, and high school courses in a row, his eyebrows raised beautifully, and then raised higher and higher. When he started to study college mathematics, his eyebrows finally fell, and he watched in silence for a long time.

Zhong Lizi went out to collect relief coupons, and brought back a week's worth of food. When he came back, he found that he was still staring at the computer light screen, and his posture had not changed. He comforted him and said, "Is it difficult? I failed the course in the second semester."

"The idea is indeed a little weird, but it's not too difficult." After Jing Jiu finished speaking, he continued to study.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he finally learned number theory.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he was still studying number theory.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, he decided to temporarily change his thinking in a different direction and rest his brain, so he jumped to algebraic geometry.

Then, he never jumped out again.

In the dead of night, the TV was turned off, and suddenly a rooster crowed excitedly in the corner. It was a good alarm clock.

Jing Jiu raised his head and confirmed that the time had passed twelve o'clock, which meant that the nine days had ended.

He hasn't finished studying physics yet, as for the simplest mathematics...he doesn't want to remember the name for now.

He turned off the computer, lay down on the chair, took out the cushion from under his body and hugged it in his arms, rolled up sideways, stared at the photo on the closet in a daze. Zhong Lizi was woken up by the alarm clock, rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom. What he saw was such a scene. He felt that he was so weak and pitiful, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"My calculation ability is unparalleled in the world. I am a unique genius. I think it took me only nine days to learn everything in life. I even learned how to chop firewood, cook, and plant rice seedlings." Jing Jiu hugged the cushion, looked at the yellow cat with a nasty smile on the photo, and said with some incomprehension: "Why is it not working now? Could it be that the level of this world is too low, which affects my speed of thinking?"

Zhong Lizi vaguely understood what he meant, he was both angry and funny, thinking that this is not memorization by rote, even if you are the most powerful computer in the Galaxy Alliance, it is impossible to solve all the problems in all subjects in nine days.

There are many problems in the field of science that are unsolvable.

Whether it is joy or sadness, regret or self-blame, it is only a momentary emotion for the successful immortals.

Jing Jiu soon stopped thinking about it, got up, picked up a pen on the coffee table, and wrote two words on the paper.

"Year."

"robot."

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Before his death, Daoist Taiping asked Jing Jiu twice: What is the year?

When Jing Jiu woke up in that laboratory, he heard the two scientists say that he was a liquid metal robot, so what is a robot?

Through reading and studying these days, he has a very deep understanding of the two concepts of years and robots, from the root of the etymology to the cultural characteristics of each galaxy, from the three laws to the awakening of artificial intelligence... But he still can't answer these two questions.

At this time, Zhong Lizi was thinking about another question.

She leaned over to take a look, and asked, "Paper is very expensive...why don't you write it down on the computer?"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm still used to using pen and paper."

Zhong Lizi thought to himself, it really is the rich people from the upper class, or those old people who like retro style.

Jing Jiu suddenly looked into her eyes, his eyes were very deep, as if he wanted to see into her heart.

Zhong Lizi was a little shy, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head away.

Jing Jiu said in an extremely touching voice, "Don't move."

Zhong Lizi was extremely nervous, grasping the pajamas slightly with both hands, thinking that we have only known each other for ten days, isn't this too fast? Ten breaths later, Jing Jiu finished scanning all of her irises, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "How can I send out a message for the whole world, no, the whole universe to see?"

Zhong Lizi was stunned for a long time, and two blushes appeared on his face at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. This time, he was definitely not shy, but angry.

The obvious evidence is that her silver hair fluttered, obviously there was no wind in the room. But this kind of misunderstanding couldn't be said at all. She took two deep breaths, and then thought about the doctor's advice. She forcibly calmed down and said with a deadpan expression: "As long as you have money, you can do anything."

Jing Jiu thought that although the neighborhood was poor, he could make up a lot by going to a few more houses to withdraw some money, so he said, "I can solve it."

When Zhong Lizi heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and his mood became much better. He began to seriously advise him: "Even if you have money to buy advertisements for the entire Galaxy Alliance to see, some people can't see them. For example, members can be exempted from advertisements."

She was a very smart girl, and quickly figured out what Jing Jiu was looking for when she sent the message.

Jing Jiu said, "Then what is the most attractive thing to look at?"

Zhong Lizi said, "A novel?"

Jing Jiu thought about the collection of romance novels in a very deep folder in the computer, and he felt some doubts.

What he didn't understand the most was why some people would write novels, and why many people were willing to read novels, whether it was in Chaotian Continent or here.

If you want to experience a different life through a story, you can build a new world in your own consciousness, create characters, and then let them connect with each other according to the plot you want, fight life and death, love and love, and then produce countless different patterns of love and hatred, life and death... And the magic tools in this world are very developed, just like the return of dzi beads. Since you can generate realistic characters, why do you need to read text?

Zhong Lizi said: "The story is the basis. On this basis, the light cabin processes it, and people can generate characters according to their own ideas, and let them play in the story, as if they were alive. You...how can you not know this?"

Jing Jiu thought that even if the people who left in the story came back to life in this way, they still died, and said, "Then I'm going to write a novel."

"Then you should publish it on the academy website first. If you have enough subscriptions, you can use money to buy qualifications and publish it on the star field network."

Zhong Lizi looked into his eyes and asked earnestly, "Is your story good?"

Jing Jiu said: "This is a story about Jingyang. The characters are distinct, the plot is twists and turns, and the writing is fresh and accurate."

Yes, what he wants to write is the story of Chaotian Continent for more than a thousand years.

If there are Ascendants from Chaotian Continent in this world, such as the founder of the Qingshan Sect, such as Chunyang Zhenren, they will definitely look for them after reading this story.

The universe is too big, and there are too many human beings. It is difficult for him to find those seniors and colleagues who have ascended, and there are warships outside, and there are magic weapons that use immortal energy to cause explosions, which is dangerous. It is the best way to stay in this unremarkable neighborhood and wait for those fellows to find me.

Of course, he most hoped that Xue Ji would come.

If no one came after a while, he would go to the high platform in the clouds and other places in the universe to find new clues.

"What are you looking for?" Zhong Lizi asked.

Jing Jiu said, "I'm looking for an answer."

Zhong Lizi was a little curious and asked, "What answer?"

Jing Jiu said, "Who am I?"

Zhong Lizi looked at him and said sympathetically, "Don't read philosophy books, what should I do if I'm stupid?"