There was no way to explain it, and the explanation required two million words, even though she was the author of the two million words in name.
Jing Jiu walked toward the outside of the room after finding that the soft chair on the deck seemed to be a good place to lie on.
Zong Lizi followed him and was about to ask him something more when she suddenly remembered her current appearance. She turned around and entered the bedroom hastily with a blush on her face.
Soon after, she came out from the bedroom and changed into a pajama. Her silvery hair was slightly damp, and her eyes and brows were thin and beautiful, looking like a white cat.
"How did you get up here?"
She asked while sitting on the other end of the soft chair and looking at Jing Jiu. She was aware that this youth had a mysterious background, but she was still curious about him.
Jing Jiu had been walking around in Shou 'er City for a whole day. Though he didn't feel tired, he still felt a bit tired. He didn't pay any attention to her with his eyes closed.
Zong Lizi had been feeling nervous since she came here the day before. She was quite happy to see Jing Jiu, so she didn't mind his ignoring her.
She suddenly asked, "What did you see earlier?"
The scenery on the deck was indeed marvelous. They could see the lake called the Caspian Sea in the distance; but she didn't ask about the scenery.
"Nothing."
Jing Jiu didn't have much knowledge about daily life, but he had some knowledge about it. He knew that he couldn't tell her what he had seen even though he had seen it.
In fact, he had seen everything in the apartment building. Lying on the soft chair, he would look at her to relieve his boredom when he needed to relax.
He saw her pose in the blue camisole and the tight pants, and the sweat beads trickling down from her neck.
He stood by the bed when she was sick, and his gaze penetrated the quilt and clothes and went deep into her body.
Zong Lizi felt disappointed that her flirting didn't work. "This suite was booked by the Twirling Rain Company," she said. "The person named Gao Shu said that I could live here whenever I wanted during the development of the game, instead of going to the dormitory at the university."
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
Zong Lizi continued, "I'm going to the University of Stargate to register tomorrow. Do you … want to go with me? Well, it's fine if it's not convenient. "
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and glanced at her. He found that she was sitting in the seat that Zhao Layue was most used to. He uttered "hmm" after some thought.
"What … should we do about the game company? I don't know anything. "
"You can sign it yourself. There won't be any problems over there. You have to make them faster and better. The most important thing is to expand the scope of promotion. It can't be limited to the stargate."
It was rare to hear Jing Jiu speak so much, so Zong Lizi felt even more nervous. She clenched her fists reflexively, trying to cheer herself up.
Jing Jiu was about to close his eyes and continue reading the thesis when he suddenly sensed something. He raised his eyebrows and looked out of the balcony.
Other than the blue sky and white clouds outside the terrace, there was only the lake, and the city was far away on the other side of the lake.
There was a building in the distance that exuded an aura that he did not like. He asked, "Where is that?"
"I can't see clearly …" Zong Lizi squinted her eyes for a long time.
Jing Jiu found that his mind was a little unstable. He actually asked her this question, which made him feel even worse. He took out the map and confirmed the name of the building.
The Administrative Bureau of the Federation stationed at the Stargate Base had a higher administrative level and status than the Stargate Base. Was the energy he didn't like the gravitational field?
But what about the building next to it? Why did it make him a little uncomfortable?
Jing Jiu got up and said, "I'm going out to take care of something."
Zong Lizi was startled, wondering why he wanted to leave so soon after coming here.
In the next moment, she thought that Jing Jiu was a native of this world, so he must have some old subordinates to contact. "Be careful," she said earnestly.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
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There was indeed a gravitational field in the Administrative Bureau of the Federation Government stationed at the Stargate Base, but the unpleasant feeling had nothing to do with it.
Standing on the other side of the street, Jing Jiu made this judgment while looking at the majestic building across from him. He turned around and walked to another building not far away.
This building had a majestic and sacred aura. It was called the Fire-Passing Pagoda, which had six floors. It was the place where the believers prayed to their ancestors and prayed to the gods.
There was only one religion in the Federation of the Milky Way, so it had no name.
For the same reason, the god had no name.
Many believers came to the Fire-Passing Pagoda. They knelt on the ground around the building, praying to the gods devoutly and muttering all sorts of prayers.
Thanks to the information on the Internet, Jing Jiu knew that he could visit the pagoda as he wished. He registered his visit with the bracelet and walked in.
The big trees on the street extended their branches and green leaves, half-covering the windows of the building. The mottled sunlight shone through the windows, looking rather beautiful.
The murals in the building depicted the dark clouds, the strange but splendid battleships, and the gods with no specific faces.
In his eyes, these murals were better than those paintings in the art gallery.
It was probably because the paintings in the art gallery were more modern, except for the painting of the sunflower.
Jing Jiu thought that he might be getting old.
He came to the main hall of the Fire-Passing Pagoda after walking through the domed corridor full of murals. He could hear the chanting coming out from the crack of the door like running water without pushing the door open.
Standing outside the door, Jing Jiu listened to the chanting in Silence. He found that the chanting was similar to those murals, all praising the gods and the distant ancient civilization.
As he was about to leave, a voice burst out behind him.
"The dark night is over there, ready to swallow all the light in the world. But we don't need to worry, because the gods have already arranged everything."
Jing Jiu wanted to leave because he knew someone was approaching; but he didn't expect the speaker to speak so quickly.
It was a typical sermon. Jing Jiu ignored it and turned around to walk out of the building.
It was probably because the main preacher had never seen such indifferent people in the Fire-Passing Pagoda before he came back to his senses and followed Jing Jiu in a hurry.
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Jing Jiu didn't expect the main preacher to follow him all the way from the building to the street, saying something along the way.
It was then that the indicator light of the pedestrian passage on the street lit up. Jing Jiu halted his steps.
The main preacher caught up to him and said while panting, "Believe in God. It's not God's need, but our need."
Jing Jiu took a look at the indicator light, and it went off immediately.
A few floating cars had just started up when they found the indicator light had changed; they stopped immediately and almost crashed into each other.
The crowd on the opposite side of the street was taken aback for a moment, and then they walked toward him like a tide.
Jing Jiu looked at the crowd and said, "I'm God."
The main preacher was taken aback for a moment to make sure he didn't mishear him. "No … God is the only one," he said with an odd expression on his face.
Jing Jiu walked into the crowd.
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The huge whale surfaced on the surface of the sea.
Jing Jiu walked out of the crowd.
He returned to the square between the museum and the art gallery.
The terrain here was spacious enough, so the crowd became sparser. They were sitting on the lawn or on the benches in twos and threes, feeding the pigeons and playing with the flying machines.
The uncomfortable feeling appeared in his mind again.
He walked to the edge of the lawn and looked at the pigeon droppings under his feet. After a moment of silence, he turned around and looked into the distance.
The majestic mountain range in the west glowed in a warm red color under the illumination of the permanent star; the gravitational field generators that were as bright as the stars were not so eye-catching.
It didn't take long for him to capture the source of the energy. His sword-like eyesight got closer and finally fixed on a deep hole in the mountain range.
There was a man in overalls, carrying a toolbox with him. The toolbox was painted with the codes and names of the relevant departments.
If someone saw him, they would definitely think he was a government maintenance worker.
The man in overalls was lying on the ground. The toolbox was already open, and the parts of the instruments inside were assembled into a metal object.
The metal object was at least 1.5 meters long, and the diameter of the long tube in front was about 1.7 centimeters. There were more than 20 rings on the outer wall.
The rings were shining with a dark blue light, but it was unclear whether it was electric current or some other kind of fluctuation.
It was obvious that this was a powerful long-range firearm.
Separated by 70 kilometers, Jing Jiu was still sure that he was the target.
He could clearly see the black hole of the gun barrel and the eye behind the optical magnifier.
In a very short time, he saw many characteristics of the metal gun, and at the same time, many terms appeared in his mind.
"Electromagnetism, ring strengthening, cluster, non-chemical expansion."
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Just as these terms flashed in his mind, Jing Jiu suddenly raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and pointed his palm into the distance.
His movement was so fast that a gust of wind blew up some grass chips, startling the pigeons and making them fly away.
The people on the lawn looked at him, wondering where this weirdo came from or a performance artist.
It was then that a violent explosion burst out on the lawn.
Boom!!!
The grass chips flew everywhere along with the dust, obscuring the view.
The pigeons flew everywhere while squawking, creating a chaotic scene.
The crowd was astonished, and they stood up and fled to the distance.
The watering machine on the lawn sensed it and started spraying water mist.
The smoke and dust were extinguished at a visible speed.
Standing in the drizzling water mist, Jing Jiu pulled back his right hand and opened his palm.
A dark blue object resembling an ink block appeared in his palm.
It was the residue of the explosion of a high-explosive bullet.
This kind of bullet was a prohibited item in the Federation of the Milky Way, and only a few troops on the front line were equipped with it.
A high-explosive bullet fired by a gun strengthened by electromagnetism could destroy a building like the Fire-Passing Pagoda.
Jing Jiu scattered the powder on the lawn and shook his hand, feeling a bit numb. He thought that the data in the hidden network was correct, and this kind of long-range firearm was indeed very powerful.
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(The TV series in the last years of the Qing Dynasty are quite good, as powerful as Jing Jiu. I recommend you to watch it.)
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