Chapter 847

It's obvious that Shen Yunbu's humming is imitating Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu didn't say anything. He knew that if he said it, Shen Yunbu would definitely say that he learned Liu Ci.

To this day, he is still very annoyed that Liu Ci blocked the catastrophe by the West Sea, and he doesn't want to hear this name.

His eyes fell on the pot of wine that Shen Yunbuan was holding.

The wine jug is made of pottery fired from old mud, and it is most likely an antique.

Most importantly, the molecules of the wine in the jug had a certain smell that he was familiar with.

It is not ale or barley spirits, no peat, no sweetness of sugar cane, no star anise and cinnamon.

It is a very clear and strong white wine.

"Smell it? It seems that the logistics department imitated it well."

Looking at his expression, Shen Yunbu completely forgot the fact that he was seriously injured, and proudly said: "I will credit them."

Jing Jiu said: "There is a small golden flower in Nanban, which is not found in this world, and the taste is slightly different."

This is the wine that Nan Wang likes to drink.

It was also the most alcohol he had ever drank.

"We can't ask the world to be as perfect as we are." Shen Yunbuan took a sip from the mud seal, and after a moment of aftertaste, he continued: "After reading your novel, I wanted to imitate it, convened a technical research team, and went to annoy Li Chunyang a few times."

The members of that group are very likely to be senior technicians who are regarded as treasures by the major wineries of the Galaxy Alliance, and there may also be wine tasting masters from those vacation planets.

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

Jing Jiu thought that Patriarch Dao Yuan seemed to have said that Master Chunyang liked drinking very much.

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

Shen Yun buried the flagon in front of him.

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Shen Yunbu didn't care, took two more sips, glanced at him and said, "Don't you ask me why I broke my arm?"

Jing Jiu thought to himself that he had just broken an arm, so what is there to ask?

He is best at cutting off, so I don't know how many people with broken arms, such as Xi Lai, have seen in the past thousand years.

"Well, a broken arm is really nothing. I have twelve sets of spare parts in the fleet. Just install a new one, and I can do some technical upgrades."

Shen Yunbuanfang picked up the chicken leg and tore a piece, chewed it a few times before swallowing it, and said: "It's just a little expensive, and it's troublesome to go through the budget meeting, and you have to quarrel and threaten people."

Jing Jiu had heard the story many times, and knew the responsibility he should bear at this time, so he asked without any emotion, "How expensive?"

Shen Yunbu thought for a while and said, "Seven newest warships?"

Jing Jiu understood many things, but he still had no concept of resources and value. After thinking about it, he realized that it was indeed quite expensive.

"Expensive is not a problem." Shen Yunbu looked at the chicken leg in his hand and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

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

He threw the chicken leg down the cliff, puffed his cheeks and said, "The main reason is that it's boring to fight."

This time, the Star Core Fleet conducted an exercise on the edge of the Sea of ​​Dark Matters, nominally to prepare for the future Starlink project, but actually to let the soldiers on the fleet get used to this fighting style. No one expected, or thought but did not predict, that seventeen battleships were inexplicably invaded by the sea of ​​dark matter.

Twenty thousand soldiers turned into monsters and attacked their own fleet.

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

The chaos became more and more violent, and the fleet was severely damaged. In order to prevent the storm from spreading to a wider area, Shen Yunbu had to take action himself, leading hundreds of military experts in combat armor to fight those monsters in space. The final price he paid was the fall of more than a hundred experts and one of his arms.

The arm could indeed be repaired, like any part of his body, the problem was that the damage had actually happened, in his mental world.

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The peaks of planet 857 are concentrated near the equator.

This mountain is very high, and the edge of the cliff where Jing Jiu and Shen Yunbuan are sitting is about 7,000 meters from the ground.

The meter is the standard unit of distance measurement for the Starship Alliance.

Why it is called rice, no one knows.

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

It took a long time for the chicken leg to leave Shen Yunbu's slender and beautiful fingers, pass through the cold air, and it took a long time to fall to the ground with a soft snap.

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

The sound of a chicken leg falling to the ground can still be heard from more than seven thousand meters away, that's because Jing Jiu and Shen Yunbu are the strongest human beings.

If they can still be counted as human beings.

"If... this planet still has spores that keep it alive... how long do you think it will take for this chicken leg to become a monster?"

Shen Yunbu suddenly asked a very strange, even absurd question.

Jing Jiu’s lessons these days are not for nothing. Knowing that the so-called impregnation does not only target living organisms, more precisely, it should be organic matter. He said, “Most spores exist in the form of small bacterial colonies. If one is alive, they are all alive. The number ranges from a few hundred to tens of thousands. The fastest will only take two hours.”

"That's right, so many times I also think, fortunately, the speed of infiltration is fast enough, otherwise, according to human moral concepts, many tragedies will definitely occur."

After Shen Yunbu said this, he looked at the stars in the night sky with a blank expression on his face, as if he felt that many things were very boring.

This sentence is easy to understand. For example, when her daughter was impregnated, her family could only watch her turn into a monster. She herself knew that death, even a more terrifying ending than death, was waiting for her. She would break down, she would go crazy, she would climb data cables from the third floor to the ground, and she would yell, cry, and laugh in the street in her pajamas. Of course, it is also possible that before she could do anything, her brother slit her throat with a western knife, and then police cars and medical vehicles rushed to her. The brother raised his hands high, calling out his innocence and bravery, and kept winking to let his parents prove his statement.

Jing Jiu understands but doesn't care too much, because such things happen every moment in the life group, but because of some unexpected events, the frequency of occurrence is too dense, which attracts more attention, and then becomes an ethical issue, moral issue and even social issue worth discussing.

Shen Yunbu said: "I like talking to you because you understand what I mean. It's not like talking too much nonsense with those people, and in the end it's chicken and duck talking."

Jing Jiu hummed.

Shen Yunbu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of his hmm at the very beginning of today's conversation.

Laughing loudly, he left the edge of the cliff and flew towards the heights of the night sky, dragging out a blue ray of light, which contained strong energy fluctuations that seemed to be substantial.

Jing Jiu did some calculations and thought that it should be a nuclear power furnace made of ultra-fine particles.

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

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

Shen Yunbu's voice still echoed between heaven and earth.

The sound wave produced by the vibration of the sound object needs a medium to propagate, and his sound can penetrate the vacuum, there must be some kind of particle in the vacuum, or the sound wave has been alienated into another form.

There are many problems to crack, such as this one and others.

Many questions may not be answered until the end, so some predecessors believed that there is no such thing as reason in the universe.

Jing Jiu did not accept this view.

His Word does not accept such nihilism.

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The next morning, the sky was still dark.

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

Jing Jiu didn't wait for Huaxi, and made an iron pot of tea by himself. It wasn't strong but perfectly suited to his taste. It was perfect, far better than Gu Qing.

After drinking half a cup of tea, he went out of the room and saw Shen Yun buried against the arm of the wall, his left arm had been repaired as before.

Jing Jiu took a look and confirmed that the mechanical structure, micro-electric induction, and material strength of this new arm were the same as before. It seemed that the time was too urgent to modify it.

The real powerhouse does not lie in whether he will look back at the explosion, but mainly in whether he needs to sleep or not.

He and Shen Yunbu didn't need to sleep, the experts and scholars in the research institute were also monsters, and they seldom slept.

Accompanied by beeps, the authority was confirmed, they entered the research institute, and what they saw were brightly lit laboratories and scholars whose foreheads were brighter than the lights.

Professor Long's forehead was also very bright, Jing Jiu didn't even look at him, and followed Shen Yun into the meeting room.

There are already people waiting for them in the meeting room.

It was a middle-aged professor with calm eyes, like a spring breeze, and amiable to see.

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

The middle-aged professor had obviously been seriously injured recently, and the smell of psychotropic medicine and genetic recombination materials was very pungent, even more pungent than the smell of alcohol on Huaxi's body.

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