Chapter 828
The silver spaceship broke through the snowball and returned to the world of the main star. It didn't take long to pass through the vast mountains and countless lines of sight in the sacrificial hall, and returned to the manor.
The silver ash in the stove glowed with a warm red light, and the tea in the iron pot was poured into the glass, creating some hot mist with a light fragrance in the mist.
Jing Jiu took a sip from his teacup, looked up at the grass outside the terrace and the flowers and trees in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
Huaxi looked at him with wide eyes, and was about to ask something when Jiang Yuxia dragged him out of the room.
"What kind of person is that?" Zhong Lizi hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help being curious, and asked that question.
Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze, looked at the tea in the cup, and said after a moment of silence, "People like me."
The girl in the floral bathrobe, with long straight black hair, sitting by the hot spring and drinking strong wine is a cyborg, or a robot.
Then the one hiding behind her is the same person as him.
Ran Handong stood behind him with no expression on his face, his lips were extremely tight, like a secretary without self-awareness. She knew that Jing Jiu wouldn't care about that person's opinion—if he was a real god, why would he need other people's approval—then why was he so eager to see that person?
"This is a world controlled by the Ascended, the cocoon breakers you know."
Jing Jiu said to Ran Handong: "The priestesses and the people of the Galaxy Alliance represented by your father don't like the current situation very much. They need me."
He didn't mean to hide it from Zhong Lizi, but Zhong Lizi couldn't fully understand, his lips were slightly parted, and his little face was full of bewildered expressions.
Ran Handong said in a tight voice: "Father, they may not have thought of breaking this situation so quickly, and that one may not have either. You forced them to make choices."
Jing Jiu said: "Time is the most precious thing. It should not be wasted on doubts and hesitation. Since you have an idea, you should realize it as soon as possible."
Ran Handong said: "Because the Yunji is coming back, are you under pressure?"
Jing Jiu said, "I can change direction at any time,"
Ran Handong had already guessed that he came from the same place as those who broke the cocoon, but he never thought that he was actually thinking about this matter, and said inconceivably: "You destroyed that battleship, killed so many people, and almost killed Shen Yunbu... Do you think they will accept you?"
Jing Jiu said: "If I can destroy that battleship, kill so many people, and kill Shen Yunbu at any time, it will be more valuable than all these things combined."
...
...
Everyone knows that the teenager in the blue hoodie is valuable.
His origin is very mysterious, as if appearing out of nowhere, possessing a realm and strength unimaginable in this universe.
He went to the military headquarters building, and under the gaze of countless lines of sight and countless heavy weapons, he seriously injured the greatest pride of the alliance military and buried it in the clouds.
He went to the ruins of an ancient civilization shrouded in dense fog, had a conversation with that person that no one knew the content of, and then returned with a healthy body.
But that doesn't mean no one dared to kill him.
That person has not officially stated his position until now, the sacrificial hall has not recognized his identity, and hundreds of millions of believers do not know his existence.
Because of Shen Yunbuy's promise, the alliance military would not do anything to him within 60 days, but the battleship Yunji was on its way back.
What kind of attitude would the military commander-in-chief treat him?
While everyone was thinking about these issues and feeling extremely nervous, Jing Jiu was thinking about other issues.
Even with billions of stars shining, the depths of the universe are still extremely dark, like the bleak future at the end of time.
According to the calculations of the Alliance Academy of Sciences, even if dark matter and antimatter are added, the mass of the entire universe is still not enough, and even the seemingly monotonous repetition of reincarnation is impossible, and everything will be annihilated.
Then everything would be meaningless, because ephemeral and bound to end—even trillions of years are still ephemeral for eternity.
The same is true of life.
This is the greatest tragedy of intelligent life, the source of Shen Yunbu's madness, and the ultimate proposition that Jing Jiu has always wanted to solve.
When thinking about these things, Jing Jiu was not on a deck chair in the priest's manor, but on a satellite.
It was a military satellite, and all the instruments and equipment were placed in a translucent cover with a very smooth surface.
If it weren't for the lack of gravity here, even if he wanted to lie quietly on it, it would be difficult.
He looked at the distant star and squinted his eyes.
That star should have eleven billion years left to live, but that's still not enough.
The brilliance of the stars brought some temperature, which was quickly taken away by the chill in the universe, which reminded him of the snowfields in Chaotian Continent.
He closed his eyes and performed the exercises silently.
The bright light fell on his face and body, turning into extremely fine golden particles invisible to the naked eye, which silently penetrated into his skin, and then gradually deepened. There was no refraction or resistance, completely different from the physical phenomena in the laboratory, those light fragments were sucked into his body like running water.
The whole process was peaceful and beautiful.
Like that poem.
Moisten things silently.
...
...
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Jiu opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in the depths of his pupils, and then quickly disappeared.
It is like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, and like an epiphyllum blooming in the transparent glass.
Those shards of light no longer shone like crystal shavings, and disappeared into his body, turning into the immortal energy needed by ascetics.
There is no isolation of the atmosphere in space, and there is no protective cover. The distance from the stars is relatively close, and the speed of absorbing immortal energy is much faster.
In less than two hours, he absorbed a sufficient amount of immortal energy.
After beheading the real Chisong, destroying the warship, and fighting Shen Yunbu, all the immortal energy he had consumed was restored.
The battleship Yunji is about to arrive at the main star, and he needs to face General Li in the best condition, no matter in terms of spirit or immortality.
He turned and flew towards the main star.
That satellite was left in place.
The figures of those space stations can be seen not far away, and many thin lines can be seen in the distance, which are all space elevators.
There are a lot of observation equipment facing this seemingly ordinary satellite, because Jing Jiu has been lying here for a long time—the Starship Alliance’s strong stars can stay in space and on the surface of a planet without an atmosphere for a long time, but no one is willing to do this. Those invisible cosmic rays are a threat after all.
Whether it is the space agency of the alliance government or the warships responsible for the defense of the entire star field, they must be analyzing the picture just now.
What the hell is he doing?
The side of the main star facing the star is bright, and it is daytime, and the other side is dark, and it is still night.
A bright light suddenly appeared in the dark world, like the sword light in the game, or like a shooting star.
This scene appeared on countless light curtains, and even several private TV stations noticed it and started live broadcasting temporarily.
Those warships and officials of the space agency naturally knew what this meteor-like light was.
No alarm goes off.
There is no sound of launching space weapons.
The world is still so quiet.
Seeing the meteor falling somewhere in the north of the planet, countless people had strange feelings in their hearts.
This is an era of technological explosion, genetic optimization, and martial arts practice. Strong people emerge in endlessly, but they are still only part of the interstellar civilization.
The person represented by that shooting star and that sword light was clearly more than that.
...
...
The grass was illuminated for a moment, and then returned to normal. The discussion outside the yard stopped suddenly, and then grew again, but it was obviously smaller.
Zhong Lizi put his clothes on for him, straightened his collar, turned around and poured him a cup of tea at just the right temperature.
She, the successor of the priestess of the star gate, served Jing Jiu like a maid. At the beginning, many people in the priest's manor were shocked and even angry, but now no one paid any attention to it. Ran Handong didn't seem to have seen this scene, walked to the chair and called out the light curtain, and started to report the work according to the data on it.
"The believers in all the cities on the main planet started to hold candlelight parades. No one mentioned your name, but they should all know about it in secret." She paused slightly, and continued: "If that person makes an official statement, the sacrificial hall should be able to accept more than 70% of the believers within 20 standard days."
This is a prophecy about a new god.
Jing Jiu hummed.
"Here's a list, take a look."
Recently, many people wanted to meet Jing Jiu. Of course, they were all big figures in the Galaxy Alliance, such as those family heads, those councilors, and those generals. She stopped them all, but she couldn't make decisions about some people. So even though he knew that Jing Jiu would refuse, he still insisted on letting him take a look.
Jing Jiu looked at the list, and just as he was about to say that no one was going to be seen as he did two days ago, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar name.
The reason why the name is familiar is not because he has read it somewhere, but because he signed it himself.
...
...
The people who came to visit Jing Jiu in the Priest's Manor must be those who think they are qualified to visit him, those who are qualified to pass Ran Handong's review, and those who sent their names to him must be more important figures. For example, a priestess who came from an important star area, such as the third commander of the Star Core Fleet.
Sha Yu is a member of the alliance management committee, not senior. He is the owner of a large game company and has a lot of wealth, but he has no strategic importance. Logically speaking, his name is not eligible to appear on this list. Fortunately, Ran Handong knows who he is and some other information.
——That big game company is called Whirlwind Rain.
Zhong Lizi handed over a cup of tea, glanced at the other party, and found that the other party did not see anything unusual. Then why did he fall in love with the novel called "The Way to the Sky" at a glance, and spent so much money and resources to adapt it into the current game?
If Jing Jiu is really the new god in the prophecy, this will undoubtedly be the greatest venture capital investment in human history.
Knowing Zhong Lizi's identity, Sha Yu took the teacup with both hands, looked at Jing Jiu and said softly, "According to Mr. Donglou's request, we have done some data collection."
Jing Jiu knew what those data collections were, and wondered if Xue Ji would be in it?
...
...
(Everyone is fine.)