Who would know best whether being a priestess was tough or not? Of course it was herself.
The female priest had the highest status in the Federation of the Milky Way and was respected by the people. She didn't need to pray for blessings and only needed to attend some important occasions once in a while. She could even choose her vacation time at will, except that she couldn't take part in dangerous activities, such as taking part in the tour group to observe the stellar storm at a close distance.
This sounded like the perfect life. But in fact, the priestess needed to learn a lot of knowledge about the ancient civilization and repeat it every day to ensure that she would not forget it. How could she have the time and energy to enjoy life?
Due to the widespread gene modification, the average person in the Federation of the Milky Way could live more than one hundred years. The female priest that Jing Jiu saw that day was probably less than forty years old, but her life force was extremely weak, and a successor had to be selected. It was because she had to bear such a mental exhaustion all year round.
Zong Lizi wished to be a female priest, but could she withstand such pressure? In the long years, many priestesses must have met with accidents or chosen to give up. The knowledge of the ancient civilization then disappeared. Would she be the next one? Jing Jiu had thought that the most important issue was that the female priest could fall in love and get married like regular people, except that they couldn't have any offspring according to the rules. He didn't expect Zong Lizi to think this way. Though he was surprised, he didn't care too much about it.
The Cultivation practitioners in Chaotian wouldn't leave any descendants of their bloodline unless they were certain that they couldn't ascend.
Even before the emergence of Taiping Zhenren, cultivators did not have a strong desire to take in disciples.
Zong Lizi went to take a rest. Jing Jiu looked at the starry sky again, reorganizing his conversation with the female priest that day.
Since the other party knew that he came from another world, it should be the so-called instructions of the gods, which was also a saying left behind from the ancient civilization.
It seemed that both the Federation of the Milky Way and Chaotian were left behind when the distant ancient civilization and the Sea of Dark Matter perished together.
That's right. It's not tossing from one side to the other, and it's not tossing from the other side to the other. It's two completely different paths.
If this was arranged by someone in the distant ancient civilization, it was no wonder that he was regarded as a god by those female priests and the people in the Federation of the Milky Way.
Such extravagance was indeed close to that of a god.
It was rare for Jing Jiu to admire that person.
If he wanted to get to the bottom of all this, it seemed that he really had to make a trip to the Main Planet to take a look at the strictly sealed ancient civilization ruins and meet the person that the priestess had mentioned. However, the Snow Girl hadn't arrived yet. He didn't know who the ascendant hiding in the Federation of the Milky Way was, and he hadn't figured out the paths of those warped voids …
If he could only follow Zong Lizi, it would be dangerous for him.
Thinking of all this, he got up and came to the bedroom. He picked up the memory card given to him by Jiang Yuxia and spent a few minutes reading it.
Then, Jing Jiu employed his sword source and recited the Two-Mind Connection Method, placing his hand on Zong Lizi's head.
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Zong Lizi had a dream.
In her dream, she saw God.
He couldn't see the face of the god clearly. Just like those murals in the Fire-Passing Pagoda, he would forget how to describe the face when he turned around.
But she knew it was God.
God asked her, "Are you willing to follow me for the rest of your life and serve me … as a priestess?"
She hummed, then realized that it was very disrespectful, so she quickly said, "I do."
Next, God told her that the work a priest had to do was very arduous and boring. Though they were respected by the people, they had no interest in living.
God also told her that he had experienced this kind of boredom many times, and that it was indeed not fun.
Zong Lizi felt that God's words were quite amiable. As such, she plucked up her courage and asked if she could resign if she couldn't stand being a priest.
In the long history of the revival of the human race, many female priests had chosen to give up or even spread the knowledge of the distant ancient civilization to the outside world because they couldn't bear the responsibility. However, they died as soon as they had this idea. Zong Lizi was unaware of all this. She looked at God expectantly with widened eyes.
It seemed that God didn't expect her to make such a request. "Suit yourself," he said after some thought.
Having said that, God left. The whole space became very warm, exuding a red glow.
Zong Lizi felt very comfortable soaking in the red glow. The scalding feeling gave her an odd idea, as if she were bathing in the lava.
After a long while, she opened her eyes and woke up.
What had happened in the dream seemed to happen in front of her eyes; but in fact, what she saw was the ceiling of the living room.
Zong Lizi's sleep quality had improved since she met Jing Jiu. It had improved a few days ago, but it was not as good as it was that day.
She felt that her body was full of vitality and an unknown force. She even vaguely felt that many things had appeared in her mind, but she didn't know what they were.
The clean water flowed out, giving off hot steam. Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom and looking at her slightly flushed face, she thought it looked pretty.
In the next moment, she found something. She reached out her hand to pull out her silvery hair. To her surprise, she found that the roots of her hair had darkened, looking a bit mottled.
The electric toothbrush gave off a buzzing sound. She thought of the changes in her body while brushing her teeth, feeling it odd. After washing up in a hurry, she drank two mouthfuls of water from the water pipe and went to the deck.
"I feel that you've been doing something to me," she said while looking at Jing Jiu lying in the chair.
She of course knew that there was something wrong with Jing Jiu. He was a youth who had never gone to bed and preferred to stay in the chair on the deck, a youth who would lie on the lawn even if it was raining. If he was not a rare abnormal person, then he was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Toothpaste foam," said Jing Jiu while looking at her face.
Zong Lizi wiped her face reflexively, but found nothing. She knew that he was not teasing her, but that he didn't want to explain it to her. She pouted and turned around, saying, "I'm going to the barbershop after school. You wait for me on the lawn."
Jing Jiu didn't like it, asking, "Why do you all have to cut your hair short?"
Zong Lizi said happily, "The new hair has grown out, so I'm going to dye it."
Due to her illness and the failure of her gene optimization, her hair had always been gray and mottled since she was a child. It was ugly, so after she entered junior high, she used the money she saved to dye her hair silver, which she had done until now.
Hair dyeing was not a government benefit, so she had to pay for it herself. It had been her biggest expense over the years.
Her new hair had grown out today, but it was a healthy black color. She was certain that she had recovered from her illness, so she was in a good mood.
"Let's change the color," said Jing Jiu.
Feeling surprised, Zong Lizi asked, "Then … what color do you like?"
"Red," replied Jing Jiu.
Zong Lizi suddenly thought of the red light and lava in her dream the night before. Though she had agreed to it in her mind, she didn't want to agree so easily. She intended to make things difficult for him. "There are many kinds of red," she asked while rolling her eyes slightly.
Jing Jiu had spent three years surfing the Internet, so he had read a great deal of useful and useless knowledge. "Red velvet," he replied casually.
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That guy didn't care about anything, but he cared about the color of her hair. Was it possible … While thinking of all this, Zong Lizi looked at the distance outside the window, at the lawn in the drizzle and the eye-catching blue dot. She couldn't help but feel delighted.
This class was about the ancient history, talking about the early days of the Federation of the Milky Way.
The female professor lectured expressionlessly, and the students listened to her expressionlessly. The whole classroom was filled with a feeling of boredom and drowsiness.
The students at the University of Stargate were all outstanding students, and their families were quite wealthy. Most of them had received the basic knowledge at a young age, so they could recite the ancient history fluently. As such, they had no interest in listening to the class. The female professor had no interest in lecturing either. However, she still felt displeased when she noticed that Zong Lizi, an exchange student from the underground neighborhood, was so absent-minded.
"Pingye State, the last stronghold of the Na 'vi Dynasty in the northern valley, has three heavy laser cannons. How did the army of the Federation break through the defense?"
The female professor fixed her gaze on the window and said expressionlessly, "Student Zong Lizi, you answer the question."
The depressing atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became lively. A dozen gazes fell on Zong Lizi.
If it were before, nobody would care even if she didn't answer the question; but the situation had changed.
Everybody knew that she had signed up for the selection of female priest, and they had discussed her in private. They wanted to know why this exchange student from the underground neighborhood was so confident.
The gazes were full of suspicion, curiosity, and a hint of hostility.
Zong Lizi came back to her senses after being taken aback, wondering what was going on.
Jiang Yuxia repeated the question given by the teacher to her in a low voice.
Zong Lizi thought that this should be the content taught by the students of the military history department. She said, "Teacher, the textbook doesn't mention the details of the battle in the northern valley."
The female professor was still expressionless, as she said, "If you only need to recite the contents of the textbook, why do you come to the University of Stargate? Take your classmates as an example. Do you think they don't have to come to class? "
Zong Lizi felt helpless. As she was about to apologize and sit down, a light suddenly flashed in her mind, and a few lines of words appeared. She recited reflexively, "It's because of the supporting structure of the new M laser cannon …"
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