The silvery spaceship broke through the snowball and returned to the Main Planet. It didn't take long for it to pass through the mountains and countless gazes in the praying hall and return to the manor.
The silvery ashes in the stove exuded a warm red glow. The green tea in the iron kettle was poured into a glass cup, giving off a warm mist along with a faint fragrance.
Jing Jiu picked up the teacup and had a sip. He lifted his head to look at the lawn outside the deck and the flowering trees in the distance; it was unclear what he was thinking.
Hua Xi looked at Jing Jiu with widened eyes. As she was about to ask him something, she was dragged out of the room by Jiang Yuxia.
"What kind of person is that person?" Zong Lizi couldn't help but ask out of curiosity after a moment of hesitation.
Jing Jiu pulled back his gaze and looked at the tea in the cup. After a moment of silence, he said, "Someone like me."
The young woman with long black hair and wearing a bathrobe with floral embroidery and sitting by the hot spring drinking the strong liquor was a biochemical person, or a robot.
As such, the person hiding behind her must be someone like him.
Standing behind Jing Jiu, Ran Handong showed no expression on her face, her lips pressed tightly together, looking like a secretary who had no self-awareness. She was fully aware that Jing Jiu didn't care about the opinion of that person. If he were a true god, he wouldn't need the approval of others. But why did he want to meet that person in a hurry?
"This is a world controlled by the ascendants, or the cocoon breakers as you know."
Jing Jiu continued to Ran Handong, "The female priests and the people of the Federation of the Milky Way represented by your father don't like the current situation. They need me."
He had no intention of concealing it from Zong Lizi, but Zong Lizi couldn't understand what he meant. She opened her mouth slightly, her face full of bewilderment.
Ran Handong said in a slightly nervous voice, "My father and the others probably didn't think of changing the situation so quickly, and that person probably didn't either. It's you who forced them to make a choice."
Jing Jiu said, "Time is the most precious thing. We shouldn't waste it on guessing and wavering. Now that we have an idea, we should realize it as soon as possible."
Ran Handong pressed, "Do you feel pressured because the Cloudy Battleship is coming back?"
Jing Jiu said, "I can change direction at any time."
Ran Handong had guessed that Jing Jiu came from the same place as those cocoon breakers, but she didn't expect him to actually consider it. "You've destroyed that battleship and killed so many people, and you've almost killed Shen Yunmai … do you think they will accept you?"
Jing Jiu said, "I can destroy that battleship and kill so many people, and I can kill Shen Yunmai at any time. That's more valuable than everything else."
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Everyone knew that the youth in the blue hoodie was very valuable.
His origins were very mysterious, as though he had appeared out of thin air. He possessed a realm and strength unimaginable in this universe.
He went to the building of the Military Department and severely wounded Shen Yunmai, the greatest pride of the military of the alliance, under the gaze of numerous people and heavy weapons.
He went to the ancient civilization ruins shrouded in thick fog and had a conversation with that person that no one knew about. Then, he returned unscathed.
However, this did not mean that no one dared to kill him.
That person hadn't expressed his position yet, and the praying hall hadn't acknowledged his identity. Billions of believers didn't know of his existence.
The military of the alliance wouldn't do anything to him in sixty days because of Shen Yunmai's promise; but the Cloudy Battleship was on its way back.
How would the supreme commander of the military treat him?
As everybody was pondering these questions nervously, Jing Jiu was thinking of something else.
Even though billions of stars shone on him, the deep end of the universe was still dark, like the gloomy future at the end of time.
According to the calculation of the Science Academy of the Federation, the mass of the universe was still insufficient even if the dark matter and antimatter were taken into account. As a result, it was impossible for the seemingly monotonous cycle to take place; everything would be destroyed.
As such, everything would be meaningless; it was because life was short and would come to an end. Even billions of years were too short for eternity.
It was the same for life.
This was the greatest sorrow of the intelligent beings, the source of Shen Yunmai's madness, and the ultimate problem that Jing Jiu had been trying to solve.
As he was thinking of all this, Jing Jiu was not on the deck chair in the mansion of the priest clan, but on a satellite.
It was a military satellite. All the instruments and devices were installed in a semi-transparent cover, the surface of which was very smooth.
If it weren't for the absence of gravity, it would be difficult for him to lie on the satellite quietly.
Looking at the permanent star in the distance, Jing Jiu narrowed his eyes.
The permanent star should have eleven billion years left to live, but it was still not enough.
The glow of the permanent star brought some warmth, but it was soon taken away by the cold intent in the universe. It reminded him of the snowland in Chaotian.
Jing Jiu operated the magic method silently with his eyes closed.
The bright light rays turned into tiny golden particles invisible to the naked eye when they shone on his face and body. They seeped into his skin soundlessly and then deepened. They didn't refract or resist, which was completely different from the physical phenomenon in the laboratory. The broken light rays were absorbed into his body like flowing water.
The whole process was peaceful, but it was beautiful.
It was like the line in the poem.
It was like the line in the poem.
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After a long while, Jing Jiu opened his eyes. A flash of golden light flashed in the deep end of his eyes, but it soon disappeared.
It was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, or like a flower blooming in the transparent glass.
The broken light rays were no longer glittering like the crystal shavings. They disappeared into his body and became the fairy energy needed by the Cultivation practitioners.
The space was not isolated by the atmosphere or the protective shield, and the distance to the permanent star was relatively close, so it was much faster for him to absorb the fairy energy.
In less than two hours, he had absorbed a sufficient amount of Immortal Qi.
The fairy energy consumed by killing the Immortal Chi Song, destroying that battleship, and fighting against Shen Yunmai had all been replenished.
The Cloudy Battleship would arrive on the Main Planet soon. He had to be in the best condition to face General Li, both in terms of his spiritual energy and fairy energy.
He turned around and flew toward the Main Planet.
The satellite was left at its original spot.
The figures of the space stations could be seen not far away, and many thin lines could be seen further away, which were all space elevators.
Many observation devices were aimed at the seemingly ordinary satellite; it was because Jing Jiu had lain there for a long time. The swordsmen in the Star State of the Federation of the Milky Way could stay in the space or on the surface of a planet without an atmosphere for a long time; but nobody was willing to do so, because the invisible cosmic rays were a threat.
The Space Agency of the Federation Government and the battleships responsible for the defense of the entire Star Region must have been analyzing the scene that had just occurred.
What was he doing?
The side of the Main Planet facing the permanent star was very bright, and it was daytime; the other side was very dark, and it was still night.
A bright light suddenly appeared in the dark world, which looked like a sword light in a game or a shooting star.
The scene appeared on countless light screens. A few private TV stations noticed it and started to broadcast it live.
The battleships and the officials of the Space Agency knew what the shooting star-like light was.
There was no alarm.
And there was no sound of space weapons being activated.
The world was still as quiet as before.
Seeing the shooting star land somewhere in the north of the planet, many people had a peculiar feeling.
This was the era of the explosion of science and technology, the modification of genes, and the Cultivation of martial arts. Many swordsmen emerged, but they were merely a part of the interplanetary civilization.
It was evident that the person represented by the shooting star and the sword light was more than that.
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The lawn was illuminated for a moment, and then returned to normal. The discussions outside the courtyard stopped abruptly, and then started again, but in a much lower volume.
Zong Lizi helped Jing Jiu put on his clothes and straightened his collar. Then, she turned around and poured a cup of tea with the right temperature for him.
As the successor of the female priest of the Stargate, she served Jing Jiu like a maid. In the beginning, many people in the priest manor felt shocked and even angry; but they didn't pay any attention to her now. Ran Handong walked to the side of the chair and brought out the light screen, as if she hadn't seen the scene. She started reporting according to the data on the screen.
"The believers in all the cities on the Main Planet have started the candlelight procession. Nobody mentioned your name, but they should all know it in secret." She continued after a pause, "If that person expresses his opinion, the praying hall should be able to convince more than seventy percent of the believers to accept it in twenty standard days."
She was talking about the prophecy of the new god.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
"There is a list here. Take a look at it."
Many people wanted to meet Jing Jiu recently, and they were all important figures in the Federation of the Milky Way, like the heads of those clans, the councilors, and the generals. But she couldn't make the decision for some of them. As such, she insisted on letting Jing Jiu have a look at the list even though she knew that he would refuse it.
Jing Jiu took a look at the list. As he was about to say that he didn't want to meet anybody like he had done two days ago, he suddenly saw a familiar name.
The reason he was familiar with the name wasn't because he had seen it somewhere, but because he had signed it himself.
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Those who came to the mansion of the priest clan to visit Jing Jiu were those who thought they were qualified to visit him, and those who were qualified to pass the investigation of Ran Handong and bring their names to Jing Jiu must be some important figures. For instance, they were the female priest who came from an important planet, and the third commander of the central star fleet.
Sha Yu was a councilor of the Administrative Committee of the Federation, though he was not a senior member. He was the owner of a large gaming company and had a great amount of wealth, but he was not so important in terms of strategy. Normally, his name was not qualified to appear on the list. Fortunately, Ran Handong knew who he was and some other information.
The name of the large gaming company was the twirling rain.
Zong Lizi handed him a cup of tea and glanced at him, but she didn't find anything special about him. Why did he choose the "The Path Toward Heaven" at first glance and spend so much money and resources to modify it into the current game?
If Jing Jiu was indeed the new god in the prophecy, it would undoubtedly be the most significant venture investment in the history of mankind.
Sha Yu was aware of Zong Lizi's identity. He took the teacup with both of his hands and said to Jing Jiu softly, "We've collected some data according to Mr. Donglou's request."
Jing Jiu knew what the data collection was, wondering if the Snow Girl was among them.
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(Everyone is fine.)
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