In the Federation of the Milky Way, there was a group of highly skilled cyber experts, who were called "Cloud Ghosts".
These Cloud Ghosts had a room in the hidden network to communicate with each other. Of course, they all used codenames.
Nobody knew that Ran Handong, the computer maintenance officer on the battleship with an extraordinary family background, was a famous "wild rabbit" among these people.
Until today, when she heard those words, she realized that she had long been exposed.
At the same time, she naturally found out about Jing Jiu's identity.
The breeze blew the hair on her temples and her pale face. There was no artistic tone, only shock.
On the other side, the conversation between Zong Lizi and the main preacher continued.
The date of departure for the Main Planet and the selection of attendants were two important matters that needed to be confirmed by the new priestess.
Thinking of her friend who didn't want to be a female priest and wanted to go to the Main Planet to relax, Zong Lizi mentioned the name of Jiang Yuxia without hesitation. Then, she accepted the suggestion of the main preacher and appointed the other attendant as Hua Xi.
Ran Handong turned around and returned to the room without taking another look at Jing Jiu. She told Zong Lizi what the female priest told her in a low voice.
After leaving the room, the main preacher couldn't help but glance at Ran Handong, asking, "Do you know that person?"
Everybody could tell that Ran Handong displayed an unusual expression when she saw Jing Jiu. She even looked a bit distracted when she talked to Zong Lizi.
The bishop knew who she was and thought that even if God had shown his true face, he would not have caused her to lose her composure like this.
Ran Handong had a complicated feeling in her heart. She didn't want to explain anything, saying, "I've seen him before."
She didn't take the flying device back to the praying hall, but followed the main preacher to the Fire-Passing Pagoda in Shou 'er City.
Standing on the sixth floor of the highest floor of the Fire-Passing Pagoda and watching the busy crowds in the city and the flying devices in the sky that looked like sparrows through the transparent glass, she remained silent for a long time.
Then, she went to the depths of the hall and knelt before the portrait of the gods. She closed her eyes and meditated for a long time before she finally regained her composure.
With a beep, the computer terminal on her wrist popped up a screen. Data signals flowed quickly in the form of characters, like a waterfall.
This was the most important place of the Fire-Passing Pagoda. Priests and followers were not allowed to set foot in here without permission.
She wasn't worried that others would see her computer operation and guess something.
The data characters that poured down like a waterfall gradually slowed down and eventually turned into snowflakes that filled the sky.
She entered the innermost room of the hidden net.
There were no other Cloud Ghosts in the room today, only Jing Jiu was waiting for her.
Ran Handong led him out of the room and into the data space. She built a ferris wheel and sat in the room.
The floor and chairs in the room were transparent, and one could clearly see the scene below. It was an endless abyss.
"Who are you?" she asked, staring at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu didn't answer the question. Instead, he sent a set of data over.
Ran Handong took over the data, but her expression changed slightly after a few glances at it. "Why do you have these things?" she asked.
Jing Jiu said, "I took it."
Ran Handong said while staring into his eyes, "This is the top-secret data of the Scorching-Sun Seventh Battleship, and it's the real-time data. Even if you could sneak into the military network, you wouldn't be able to get it … unless you could break through the physical barrier of the battleship."
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
Ran Handong suddenly felt bewildered.
She was the most talented girl in the Federation of the Milky Way, regardless of whether it was the computer or the Cultivation. She was an important officer in the fleet in the frontline at such a young age, and she was qualified to preside over the assessment of the selection of female priests. However, in comparison to this guy, she seemed to be inferior in every aspect, even in terms of appearance.
"Why did you give me the data?"
"Help me investigate a person."
"The person who gave the order to attack on the battleship last night? The fleet has investigated for a whole day, but there's no clue. I don't think you can find him. "
"You have a good intuition when it comes to data. Help me find the error."
"There are more than three thousand and seven hundred officers and men on the Scorching-Sun Battleship. Do you think you can find the error?"
"Hmm."
"Why should I help you?"
"Because you want to investigate it as well."
Having said that, Jing Jiu exited the ferris wheel and disappeared in the ocean of data like a snowflake.
Ran Handong didn't try to follow him this time. She turned off the light screen of the computer with a complicated feeling.
A sound came out from the staircase, and a hint of gold could be vaguely seen on the glass.
She knew that it was someone sent by Jing Jiu.
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In the Tang Valley.
He was the person in charge of a certain project in the laboratory of the Stargate Base and the assistant chief engineer in charge of the maintenance of the battleships of the fleet of the base.
He had a new identity at the moment, which was that he was a follower of a youth who liked to wear a blue tracksuit.
On the second day after the Stargate Base elected a new female priest, he came to Shou 'er City from the underground through the special passage. He walked out of the building of the Administrative Bureau, crossed the street, and entered the Fire-Passing Pagoda.
As a young physicist who hadn't given up all hope to rely on the theology for the truth of the universe, he seldom came to this building except when he was with his family.
Led by the main preacher, he came to the top floor of the building and saw the young female officer.
In the next ten days, as the assistant of the young female officer, he began to search and compare all the details of the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
All the details were true. He had checked all the details, including the angle of the solar panels, the proportion of cellulose in the supply, the personnel files of more than three thousand and seven hundred officers and men, and the most important way to erase the data.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship was in the space dock at the moment, undergoing a strict investigation by the fleet.
It was then that the praying hall began to exert its power.
Neither the base nor the government was willing to bear the wrath of the female priest. All the pressure was placed on the fleet.
The fleet had no choice but to order the Scorching-Sun Battleship to return to the ground and accept the joint investigation.
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The Stargate Base was quite peaceful over the last ten days. The cities and the communities on various levels were still celebrating the birth of the new female priest. It was said that the Administrative Bureau and the relevant departments of the Base were prepared to strengthen the welfare support for the underground communities because Zong Lizi came from the underground neighborhood. The relevant laws were in the process of being drafted.
The new female priest was assassinated by the laser cannons of the battleship as soon as she was elected. Everyone from the military to the government was astonished, and they had to be extremely vigilant.
She couldn't even walk out of the hotel, let alone go back to school. All she could do was stay in her room every day.
Fortunately, all the floors of the base had been opened up, including a private movie theater and a gym. As a result, it was not too difficult to stay in the hotel for more than ten days.
The expensive and newest gaming cabin was occupied by Jing Jiu.
He had been working on the initial images of the characters in the "The Path Toward Heaven" over the last few days; in the words of the players, he was molding their faces.
The ascendant hidden in the Federation of the Milky Way had launched the second attack on him, and it didn't seem to be a test this time.
Jing Jiu of course wouldn't give up. But he left the preliminary work to Ran Handong and Tang Gu.
He had been the sect master of Aoyama, so he knew that the most important thing was not the management, but the people.
One early morning, Jing Jiu walked out from the gaming cabin and came to the window. Looking at the sea-like lake in the distance, he suddenly missed Gu Qing a bit.
This kind of missing him was different from the morning light and the Thoughtless Sword.
If Gu Qing were by his side, Jing Jiu wouldn't need to think about all this.
It was a pity that his wicked disciple was so obsessed with the love affair that he didn't even care about the ascension. He was indeed formidable …
Well, it looked like the ascension was indeed meaningless.
The distant morning sunlight shone on the reeds.
The morning sun peeked out from the top of the majestic mountain.
A glow appeared in the reeds, and the ring on his finger glowed.
Jing Jiu's awareness entered the interplanetary network and set up all kinds of jumping bridges and false data points. Then he sank into the hidden network and came to the sky-wheel.
"Do you remember the butterflies I told you about?"
Ran Handong sent a set of data to Jing Jiu and said, "I suspect that this event has something to do with them."
Jing Jiu took the data and read it quickly, knowing that she still didn't have any proof.
"The Scorching-Sun Battleship has more than three thousand and seven hundred officers and men, and more than one hundred of them have been transferred here in the last few days. It's a bit odd, I think it's to protect that important person. "Ran Handong used her connections in the military when she investigated the transfer order, but she didn't tell Jing Jiu about it.
"Keep going," said Jing Jiu.
Ran Handong said, "According to the analysis of the data, that person should have had a plastic surgery, and he eats a lot."
Jing Jiu didn't ask her what data she used to reach this conclusion. In his eyes, the analysis of the data was sometimes metaphysical, and sometimes it was like the sandbox game he played; sometimes it was correct, and sometimes it was a mess. Don't ask for the reason.
"But I haven't found any useful information apart from this," said Ran Handong embarrassedly.
Jing Jiu asked, "When will that battleship come down?"
"Tomorrow," said Ran Handong.
"Hmm," Jing Jiu uttered.
Ran Handong continued, "I understand what you're thinking. You think that the person will try to escape when the battleship lands on the planet, and you'll be able to ascertain who he is … But, if that person is smart enough, he won't leave the battleship at this moment."
"You've thought too much," said Jing Jiu. "I just need the battleship to come down."
The Stargate Base had been heavily guarded in the last few days. A great many instruments were aimed at the ground, the atmosphere, and the universe beyond the planet. It would be troublesome to go to the space under such circumstances, and Jing Jiu was someone who disliked troublesome things the most.
Ran Handong understood what he meant by now. She was speechless, wondering if the praying hall exerted so much pressure on the government because Jing Jiu was lazy.
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In the early morning, Zong Lizi got up from the bed. She put the data given to her by Jiang Yuxia into the computer and listened to it as she washed her face and rinsed her mouth. All of a sudden, she heard a sigh in the room. She walked out hastily with the electric toothbrush in her hand. She found Jing Jiu standing by the window, looking at the morning sunlight in the distance. It was unclear what he was feeling sentimental about.
Sentimental was a rare emotion for Jing Jiu. Zong Lizi felt a bit nervous. She looked at his back and forgot to turn off the electric toothbrush, the foams accumulating in her mouth increasing.
Jing Jiu turned around and said, "I'm going out for a while."
"What are you going to do?" Zong Lizi asked vaguely while biting the toothbrush.
"I'm going to kill someone," replied Jing Jiu.
Zong Lizi spat out a mouthful of white foams.
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