There was indeed something wrong with Shen Yunmai's mind.
His intelligence was too high.
He had been far away from ordinary people's emotions since he was a child.
The world thought he was ruthless, cruel, and unreasonable, but it was because he had seen through the emotions and principles.
His emotions were not similar to those of ordinary people, but he was also competitive. He sneered and said, "What do you know? When I was fourteen years old, I made myself a set of white clothes out of ultrafine particles. Not to mention the wind and dust like tonight, even cosmic rays and ordinary flames wouldn't leave a single mark on it. The problem was, what was the point of that? It's not natural at all, and it's boring. "
"Cotton and linen?" asked Jing Jiu.
Shen Yunmai said, "I'm more interested in the natural silk you mentioned."
Jing Jiu thought Bai Zao would not ascend, so he could not find the natural silk even if he wanted it. So he suggested, "It's the most comfortable to wear no clothes."
There was no material that was softer than the wind, and no clothes that were more comfortable than a vacuum.
Shen Yunmai understood this, so he explained, "I haven't decided what sex characteristics to choose. It's a bit weird to wear no clothes."
His body had been modified. Everything from his muscles, bones, internal organs, hair, and teeth was the product of the combination of the latest materials, the most advanced technology, and the most brilliant Taoist magic. His genitals were also modified, but he had been hesitating whether he should continue to be a man or a woman.
It was a shocking thing, both in terms of his idea and the actual operation. If it were someone else, they would not know how to respond. However, Jing Jiu was quite calm, as if he was talking about what they should eat for dinner. He continued to suggest, "Do it in a way that's convenient for you."
Shen Yunmai said seriously, "Everyone has their own inconvenience."
Regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, they all had their own advantages, inconveniences, and burdens.
Jing Jiu thought it was reasonable, so he said, "The angels in the ancient religions don't have gender, so they are not ugly."
Shen Yunmai shook his head and said, "They look too abnormal and inhuman."
"You are a freak to begin with," said Jing Jiu.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yunmai did not get angry. Instead, he felt quite comfortable, even more comfortable than running naked in the spring breeze.
It was not because he was a masochist, nor was it because he had never heard others call him a pervert in his life. It was because when Jing Jiu said that he was a pervert, his tone was very calm and his expression was very natural. It was obviously a statement without any emotion.
Who could discuss that shocking question with him in such a calm manner? Which pervert could talk about perverted things with him?
He looked at Jing Jiu and seriously said, "You'll be the first to inform me when I decide. By the way, do you want to keep the fur? "
Jing Jiu said, "What's the point of keeping useless things?"
Shen Yunmai glanced at his black hair.
"Beautiful," said Jing Jiu.
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By the time Jing Jiu returned to the ring base, the banquet had also ended.
Hua Xi's small face was a bit red, but she didn't sweat. She looked as refreshing as before, but she had a faint smell of alcohol on her body.
Seeing the expressionless Jing Jiu, she remembered that she had a job to do. She stuck out her tongue and took out the iron kettle, starting to boil tea.
The night passed uneventfully. In the early morning the next day, Jing Jiu picked up the teacup and took a sip of the cold tea, heading toward the outside of the room.
He had only taken a few steps when he thought of Jing Li's wife and realized that he might be getting old.
The two military officers from the day before had been waiting for him outside the door. They led him to the underground by the elevator.
It took the elevator a while to arrive at the research institute, which should be seven kilometers underground.
The distant ancient civilization had also modified this planet, but it was not as thorough as the Stargate Base. It should not have been completely emptied.
The style of the research institutes was similar. The smooth and cold alloy walls ensured the strength and cleanliness of the buildings, and the ventilation system and access control system ensured the security of the research institutes. However, the energy supply system here was different from that in other places in the Federation of the Milky Way. It was wireless transmission, which should be the standard of the energy transmission technology of the distant ancient civilization.
The arrival of Jing Jiu drew the attention of many staff members in the research institute. They all stood up and saluted him in the military or gazed at him, no matter whether they were the technical officials wearing the General Stars or the eccentric professors.
These technical officials and professors were all a bit old. Jing Jiu recalled the introduction he had heard the day before.
The research institute of the 857 planet base was designed to minimize the number of personnel changes as much as possible due to the need for absolute secrecy. Most of the participants had signed the lifelong service agreement in advance and had never gone out since they arrived on the planet. The occasional vacations on other planets were under the close supervision of the military.
The genetically modified humans could live to more than two hundred years old. A few old professors in the research institute had even lived on this planet for more than one hundred years. The precious relics of the ancient civilization had a great attraction for these professors and scholars. Their long years of research life were not boring, but it was inevitable that there would be some side effects, especially when most of the male researchers were mentally ill. They had severe hair loss, and their aesthetic and living abilities had declined. There were only thirty checkered shirts in their wardrobes.
Jing Jiu had no objection to the last point. Dozens of identical white shirts were placed in the manor cave on the Shenmo Peak.
What he thought was that these researchers had a high proportion of bald heads, and they couldn't save much light, so it was unnecessary to do so.
No matter how busy the researchers were, they all stood up and greeted the new chief advisor of the military, no matter how busy they were.
Those scholars who were obsessed with research and had their minds wandering around were a bit conspicuous.
Jing Jiu noticed a professor.
The professor wore a checkered shirt that had been washed so many times that the color had faded. His hair was as sparse as the willow trees by the lake of the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor, which was quite inconspicuous.
He didn't drool while looking at the electronic image of the gravitational lens, nor did he applaud the latest achievement of the neutrino collector. Like most of the researchers, he nodded to him with a polite but boring smile, and then sat back in his chair, as if he were reading a document.
Nobody noticed the unusual behavior of this professor. Even Ran Handong couldn't discover it by using the big data collection method; it was because he didn't show any unusual behavior.
Yet, Jing Jiu found the problem with this professor. It was because of his intuition as a Cultivation practitioner, and because his checkered shirt, sparse hair, and alienated eyes were too common, he was like a drop of water in the ocean among the people of the research institute; it was hard to tell him apart. Of course, the crux of the matter was that Jing Jiu knew this person.
The 857 research institute had recently signed a contract with a professor from the Institute of High Energy Physics, whose family name was Long.
Even the most rigorous military investigation didn't find out that this Professor Long had taught at the Northwest University of China, and his family name was Gou.
According to the standard time in this world, he was still in Chaotian last year, and he was the sect master of the Zhongzhou School at the time, the Immortal Tan.
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Jing Jiu didn't talk to the Immortal Tan, nor did he ask the military officer about Professor Long. His gaze lingered on Professor Long's face for almost the same amount of time as he did on other professors, except that his gaze lingered on the shiny forehead for a short while longer. It would be considered intentional if he didn't look at Professor Long.
The purpose of the meeting that day was to teach the new chief advisor of the military a lesson.
Eleven experts and scholars with the most experience and knowledge in the annular base and the whole of the military were appointed as the teachers.
The information given by Shen Yunmai was a secret, not knowledge.
The war between the humans and the Sea of Dark Matter that had lasted more than one hundred thousand years contained a great deal of information and knowledge in many aspects. They had to teach all of it to Jing Jiu as soon as possible. When he visited the annular base and the city the day before, the military officer had given him a preliminary introduction, such as the classification of the monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter. Yet, in the class that day, the classification of the monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter was broken down into more than three hundred types, not including the subspecies that were not mentioned due to the lack of information.
The humans had used many different weapons and tactics to destroy the monsters. The outline of the war had been shown on the light screen for half a minute.
As for the history of the war and the related history of the recovery of the civilization and the details of the reappearance of the Sea of Dark Matter … there was a great deal of information.
In the eyes of these experts and scholars, it would take at least sixty days for this chief advisor of the military to master all of them, even though he had the same wisdom and knowledge as the Young Master Shen, a good memory and a strong mental strength.
The problem was which field of knowledge he should learn first. Jing Jiu didn't like wasting his time on these matters. Hearing the arguments of the experts in various fields in the meeting room, he said, "Let's do it together."
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