Along with a loud opening sound, the high-strength composite material board was put away. The starlight in the sky illuminated the interior of the battleship.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship had just passed through the warped black hole for a long time. Everybody on board felt tired. Some officers had fallen asleep while sitting in front of the control panel.
Jing Jiu stood by the window in Silence; it was unclear what he was thinking.
The starlight shone on his face, looking like a poem or a painting, like the sea of stars itself, mysterious and beautiful.
If it were the same journey from the Stargate Base to the Main Planet, Zong Lizi and Jiang Yuxia would have held hands and peeped at him secretly, the expressions in their eyes growing more and more infatuated.
Hua Xi was also watching attentively; but she wasn't looking at Jing Jiu; instead, she was looking at the head in the medical cabin.
The medical cabin had been modified. The regenerative part of the living tissue was isolated into a square box, which was filled with a light blue liquid. The liquid was not the soilless vegetable cultivation liquid that Jing Jiu had found randomly, but a special biological nutrient liquid and a large amount of medicine. As for those floating objects that looked like golden grains, they should have something to do with the fairy energy.
The light blue liquid was very complicated in terms of its color and composition, giving off an eerie feeling that it was both ugly and abundant.
Moreover, a head was floating in it.
Shen Yunmai had been sleeping with his eyes closed most of the time.
The explosion of the super-particulate nuclear power furnace was many times more dreadful than a nuclear bomb. He had been wounded severely this time. Unlike before, he couldn't stand up with a mechanical arm or an iron body.
Hua Xi crouched by the medical cabin, looking at the head bobbing up and down in the blue liquid with a curious expression on her face.
"Tell me … why hasn't his head sunk? Is it because the specific gravity of the liquid is similar to that of a human body? But he is not a human being. She suddenly thought of another question. Even though he had a body, he didn't have a heart and lungs. Wasn't that the rumored heartless person? And what is the source of his energy? Why isn't he dead when there is only a head left? Look at him, he looks like a dead fish. "
Standing by the window, Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to her questions.
He was fully aware that many of her questions were asked knowingly.
Hua Xi looked at the wrinkled skin on the head's face. She wanted to poke it with her finger to see if it felt like fish skin.
When her fingertips were about to touch him, Shen Yunmai suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at her and said emotionlessly, "I'm not a dead fish." After saying that, he spat out two mouthfuls of saliva with some difficulty and complained to Jing Jiu's back, "Why is this thing salty? Are you really going to turn me into a salted fish? "
Hua Xi shouted, "You're so disgusting. How dare you spit."
Shen Yunmai was enraged and said, "I only have my head left now! Where else can I go to throw up? "
Hua Xi said, "Why are you so fierce? You're just relying on the fact that you only have one head left … I said it's disgusting because you'll vomit in the nutrient solution. When the time comes, you'll have to drink it yourself. "
Shen Yunmai was taken aback for a moment. Then, he found it reasonable and also felt disgusted. He even had a natural desire to vomit. He said indignantly, "This is too much! I say … Eh, you're here? "
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The Scorching-Sun Battleship rang out with the automatic matching of digital marks, followed by the sounds of various systems.
Two battleships appeared on the light screen, tens of millions of miles away.
One of the battleships was of the same level as the Scorching-Sun Battleship, but much more advanced than the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
The other battleship was a bit peculiar. It was dark all over and had a slender body. The black paint of the battleship was not common. It should be made of some special material, which could not reflect the light of the fixed star from any direction. If it were not for the laser signal, it would be impossible to discover its existence.
The material used for the hull of the black battleship was similar to the composite material used by the human aircrafts to pass through the warp hole. It could be used, but it was unnecessary because it would be too wasteful.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship and the other two battleships started to decelerate at the same time. Under the automatic processing of the command system of the fleet, they started the long docking process.
"Why didn't he just fly directly? Why did he have to play this trick? Is the handover ceremony that important? Does he think that I can stand up and shake hands with him? "
Shen Yunmai was very weak and emotionally unstable.
Regardless of whether the explosion on the holiday planet was a plot or not, it was certain that it was not a power struggle. Power and influence didn't mean much to people at their level. He had been the chief advisor with the highest authority in the military back then. Because of Jing Jiu, he became the commander of the nuclear fleet of the planet. He was a genius among the regular people, a position that he couldn't attain even if he worked hard for the rest of his life. As far as they were concerned, it was a piece of cake.
The long deceleration process had finally come to an end. The relative speed of the three battleships was close to zero, and they looked more and more real in each other's eyes.
Looking at the approaching battleship outside the window, Jing Jiu remained reticent.
The bodies of the battleships quivered slightly. The three battleships had finally docked successfully. The Silent Battleship leaned against the passage made of the circular components, looking like the fish waiting by the automatic feeder obediently.
They of course wouldn't approach it voluntarily; it had to be the other party.
The footsteps broke out.
A figure could be vaguely seen in the passage.
The tall man who walked onto the Scorching-Sun Battleship wore a military uniform and a black overcoat.
The black overcoat indicated that he had a super-particle nuclear power furnace with him, which also proved his identity.
He was the former Godly Swordsman of West Ocean and the current commander of the nuclear fleet of the planet, Jian Xilai.
All the captains and the regular soldiers on the Scorching-Sun Battleship bowed to him.
Jian Xilai was expressionless, looking exceedingly solemn, like the statue on the ocean years ago.
As the door of the suite was opened, he saw the man by the window and hastened his steps to approach him.
The statue seemed to come alive in an instant.
He walked to the front of Jing Jiu and flashed a sincere and sunny smile, saying, "Immortal, long time no see."
"Are you alright?" asked Jing Jiu.
"I'm fine," said Jian Xilai with a nod.
Jing Jiu looked at him for a long time before saying calmly, "That's good."
Soaked in the blue liquid, Shen Yunmai looked at the ceiling and listened to the conversation. His wrinkled forehead became even more wrinkled, thinking that it was different from what was written in the books.
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Jing Jiu didn't say anything more to Jian Xilai. It was not that the Cultivation practitioners didn't like to waste time on small talk; it was because Shen Yunmai couldn't afford to waste time in the current situation.
The conditions on the battleship were limited. If he wanted to survive and recover from his wounds, he had to go back to the Science Academy of the Federation.
Shen Yunmai had lived and worked there for a while, and he had completed all his modification plans there.
More importantly, he wasn't even willing to set foot on the Scorched Tail Battleship, so he couldn't leave it at ease.
Looking at the expression in Jing Jiu's eyes, Shen Yunmai said, "It's alright. It belongs to my family."
The strange black battleship turned out to belong to the Shen family, and the people on the battleship were all his servants. As such, he didn't have to worry about any mishaps.
Jian Xilai didn't pay any attention to Shen Yunmai, nor did he greet him, regardless of his seniority in the Cultivation circle of Chaotian or his relationship with the former and former commanders of the nuclear fleet.
Yet, Shen Yunmai didn't let him off the hook. "It looks like you've successfully modified your mentality," he remarked in a mocking tone.
Jian Xilai said expressionlessly while looking at him, "The Young Master Shen has nothing but your mouth right now."
Shen Yunmai let out two feeble laughs and then spat on the ground twice, asking, "Why are you so rude to me?"
Jian Xilai said, "I'm the enemy of the Aoyama Sect."
Shen Yunmai exclaimed angrily, "Do you think I'm an idiot? You and the Sect Master of the Aoyama Sect are talking and laughing here; why are you talking about enemies with me?! "
Jian Xilai ignored him and said to Jing Jiu, "I'll take him there."
"No!" Shen Yunmai said, "I only trust Jing Jiu."
Hua Xi, who had been silent all this while, couldn't help but ask curiously, "This man is cold and indifferent; why do you all trust him so much?"
"You're just a little girl," retorted Shen Yunmai.
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For the sake of the reputation of the military of the Federation and the Young Master Shen, the bucket couldn't be used anymore. Jing Jiu walked out of the Scorching-Sun Battleship with a box in his hand. He paused for a while on the circular passageway and took a look at the permanent star the size of a grain of rice in the distance, and then continued walking forward. It didn't take long before he entered the peculiar black battleship.
The hundreds of workers on the battleship were not wearing the military uniforms, but black uniforms. Their expressions were calm and nonchalant, looking almost the same.
Led by a female housekeeper, all of them knelt on the ground and bowed.
Jing Jiu knew that these people were not kneeling for him, but for the head in the box.
He scanned these workers with his gaze and found a certain imprint in the deep part of their spiritual world.
This reminded him of the mental imprint mentioned by the specialists on the 857 Base.
The female housekeeper didn't take the box. She led him to the deep part of the battleship.
It was an independent space, made of a thick and strong alloy. The walls had a smell that Jing Jiu disliked the most: the smell of the generator of the gravitational field.
The female housekeeper's hair was tied up tightly, and her eyebrows were very pale. She was about thirty or forty years old. Her expression was as nonchalant as the other workers, but she treated Jing Jiu respectfully. She should know the inside story.
"Thank you very much for taking care of our young master. We'll be careful on the way back. Don't worry."
Jing Jiu looked at her in Silence, saying nothing.
The female housekeeper was aware of what he was looking at, but her expression was still nonchalant. She had no intention of concealing it. It was true that the imprint also existed in her spiritual world, which meant that none of the people on this black battleship would betray the Shen family. Therefore, Shen Yunmai's safety was not a problem.
The generator of the gravitational field hidden in the alloy wall started to be activated.
Jing Jiu didn't want to stay any longer. He opened the box and grabbed Shen Yunmai's head out.
Seeing this scene, the icy countenance of the female housekeeper finally showed some changes. It seemed that she felt his action was too rude.
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