Because of the mistake I made yesterday, I was forced to update two chapters regretfully. Many friends said that I would definitely stop updating today. Humph, I'm … such a person; but I can't stop! It's not easy for me to keep up with the work from April until now. Anyway, I'll stop updating next month. The grimace will delete the explanations in the first two chapters later.)
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Nobody could see the beauty and art on this shabby Mecha buried in the mud, unless the person was engaged in the art industry.
Though the female priest didn't need to rely on the value of the art to gain profits, she was undoubtedly a true artist. Looking at the Mecha in the glass case, she said softly, "It would be beautiful if it could move; but I don't know what color it would be."
"White." Jing Jiu turned around and headed toward the outside of the secret storage room.
Feeling startled, the female priest asked while looking at his back, "Are you sure it's white?"
No sooner had she uttered the words than she felt it was disrespectful to god.
Jing Jiu didn't halt his steps, nor did he get angry. "I'm sure," he said.
When they arrived at the gate of the museum, it was time for them to part. The female priest bowed to see him off.
As she lifted her head, she saw that the youth in the blue hoodie had already walked across the street and joined the crowd.
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Along with a booming sound, the Scorching-Sun Battleship left the ground and broke through the atmosphere, heading upward.
The sky was blue in the beginning, but it turned black when it got out of the atmosphere.
It was a boundless, empty, and cold space.
The virtual gravity required a device to generate the gravitational field, which was expensive and unnecessary. Most of the battleships in the Federation Fleet used the traditional and cheap method.
Looking at the Scorching-Sun Battleship from a distance, the Scorching-Sun Battleship looked like a rotating drill, as if it would drill an eye out of the dark space.
Countless burning fireballs appeared one after another at a long distance, becoming tiny light specks in the sight.
This space was so vast that it was beyond the imagination of any intelligent beings. As such, they couldn't help but have a feeling of insignificance when they looked back at themselves in the space, and then felt extremely empty and fearful.
For the humans, the feeling of emptiness was less intense, but the fearful feeling was more intense and real.
It was because they were fully aware that there was a large amount of dark matter on the other side of the seemingly empty space.
The waves of the Sea of Dark Matter could suddenly appear in the universe at any moment and turn the brightness of this world into darkness, giving birth to those destructive monsters. The human civilization of the previous generation had developed to such an extent, but it was still destroyed because of this. How could the humans of this era get rid of this shadow, except when they were drunk?
The humming of the crystal engine disappeared, and so did the slight trembling of the floor. The battleship entered a stable flight state. More than three thousand officers and soldiers untied their belts and began to rest or prepare to take over.
The captain of the Scorching-Sun Battleship left the control room and walked toward the Zone One in the depths of the passageway with a grave expression on his face.
The military boots landed on the floor, releasing a loud and clear sound, just like the rank and authority of the army. A dozen or so soldiers wearing light combat armor all saluted when they saw the captain. Arriving outside a certain room, he stood silently for a while before gently knocking on the door.
The door opened slowly, revealing a cute and innocent little face. It was the little girl from Hua Xi who had participated in the selection of female priest.
Seeing the epaulets of the captain, Hua Xi came back to her senses after a moment of thought with her eyes wide open. She invited him in hastily.
The captain nodded politely to greet her. Guided by Hua Xi, he came to the living room of the suite and came before the red-haired girl. He took off his military cap and bowed to her, saying, "I'm the captain of the Scorching-Sun Battleship, An Shanxiang. Welcome to our battleship for the Main Planet. I'll send the star map of the route to the main preachers later. Please let me know if you have any requests."
Zong Lizi was still not used to being treated so respectfully by a captain. She let out a suitable smile after being reminded by Jiang Yuxia, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
The captain of An Shanxiang didn't linger. He left the room after nodding to Jiang Yuxia and the three main preachers.
It was the Scorching-Sun Battleship that fired the laser beams at the praying hall that night.
It was an eerie arrangement for the new female priest to travel to the Main Planet on this battleship.
"The investigation is not over yet, but the incident that day has nothing to do with the Scorching-Sun Battleship, and the suspect has already been executed. You don't have to worry too much, "Jiang Yuxia said softly to Zong Lizi as she walked to the side of her.
The main preacher of Shou 'er City had the same opinion. He glanced at the deep end of the suite, thinking that he wouldn't have agreed to this arrangement if he hadn't been certain that there was nothing wrong with it.
This suite was located in the stable area at the head of the Scorching-Sun Battleship, so it wouldn't move along with the rotation of the battleship. The simulated gravity here was no different from the ground.
There was a large space in the deep end of the suite, with a wall-like transparent glass in front of it. The universe was visible in front of the window.
There were tens of thousands of stars in the universe. There was a deck chair in the room.
It was the deck chair on the balcony of the hotel at the University of Stargate.
Jing Jiu was lying on the chair.
Ran Handong in a military uniform stood by his side, looking like a secretary.
"The Scorching-Sun Battleship has been called back to the Main Planet for investigation. It's on the way, so there's no need to worry about its safety."
She noticed that Jing Jiu was looking at the universe outside the window, his gaze quite focused.
Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "If the enemy destroyed this battleship, how many people would survive?"
"It's impossible … basically." Thinking of the methods of the enemy, Ran Handong continued after a moment of silence, "The right of access is in the wheel. But I have to remind you to be careful; otherwise, you'll be discovered."
Having said that, she turned around and left the room.
Jing Jiu looked at the outside of the window in Silence. The ring on his finger emitted a faint glow, indicating that he had obtained the right of access to the military headquarters.
Even if Ran Handong didn't warn him, he wouldn't try to use this right of access to the center of the military network.
That ghost-like being should be waiting for him there.
What he needed to do was to use the right of access to control the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
A black backpack was placed under the deck chair in Silence.
He took out a piece of paper and a pen from it.
The paper was a bit old, and its edges were curled. A few words were written on it.
"Year … robot … standard time … solar eclipse … artificial intelligence …"
Looking at the words on the paper, he added two more words with the pen after a moment of silence.
"Butterfly."
"A supercomputer core with a soul."
In the end, his line of sight fell on the words "standard time".
According to the standard time of the Human Federation of the Milky Way, he had been in this universe for more than seventy days and stayed on the Stargate Base for more than one hundred days.
It was more than enough time for Jian Xilai and Cao Yuan to come out.
Based on the temperament of the Immortal Tan, he would hide somewhere, and it would be hard for him to be discovered.
What about these two guys?
There was no news of the Snow Girl, but why didn't they have any news either?
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The galaxy where the humans resided was called the Milky Way.
The Milky Way had a few starry arms, which were commonly seen in the galaxy.
The front end of the Constellation Arm was very thin, with only a few permanent stars on it. The most remote permanent star had a planet called Lindeng.
The environment of this planet was very harsh, and its atmosphere was very thin. Normally, it was not suitable for humans to live on it for a long time.
However, the exploration team had discovered a dozen rare minerals on Lindeng in the early days, and the modification of the environment on the planet was carried out.
The modification of the environment was still far from being successful, but the mining had started many years earlier. The surface of the planet was full of huge holes left by the mining machines, and a huge transport ship would land on the planet every once in a while.
The business department of the mining area was where the humans lived. It looked like a huge inverted glass bowl, and the people in it looked like the vegetables in the greenhouse, their faces full of boredom and numbness.
The dormitories of the business department were as boring as the expressions on the people's faces, looking like countless boxes stacked together. It was because the light from the permanent star was too weak, so the windows were very small and useless.
The windows of a room were blocked by a greasy cloth installed by a machine.
The owner of the room was not afraid of the sun, but he didn't want the bright light in the room to be seen by the people outside, which would arouse suspicion.
There were three TV screens and seven computers in the room, all of which were lit up.
Countless words and pictures flashed on the TV screens and the computer screens.
A middle-aged man in overalls sat in the corner. His posture was ramrod straight, his face was expressionless, and he didn't move at all, like a stone statue.
The words and images on the ten light screens all fell into his eyes.
Even if someone came in at the moment, they wouldn't be able to notice him.
The wind from the ventilating system blew into the corner, ruffling the sleeve of the cloth.
The middle-aged man with a broken arm was none other than Jian Xilai.
Like Jing Jiu, the first thing he did after his ascension to this world was to study.
In the early morning, the picture on one of the TV screens changed to a slimming exercise.
Jian Xilai knew that the other TV screens would change to a similar program. He stood up and turned off the power. Then he walked to the window and pulled off the oilcloth, looking at the surface of the planet.
The planet rotated from west to east, and the distant, listless star was slowly climbing up from the east.
This world was indeed very large, and it was also very strange. Jian Xilai hadn't fully understood it even though he had studied it for dozens of days.
For instance, the women on TV liked to wear tight clothes even though they were so uncomfortable.
Those workers liked to drink alcohol even though they were so poor.
Those soldiers liked to brag even though they were so weak.
What he didn't know was that a battleship was entering the atmosphere from the west of the Planet Lindeng.
The battleship didn't give off any sound or alarm, even though it was so large.
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