In fact, it was not accurate to say that the white Go piece condensed by the blazing fire was burned out. When Jing Jiu put the white Go piece condensed by his awareness into the sky, it was more like someone throwing a pebble into the water by the lake of the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor.
The ripples on the surface of the lake spread out in all directions, but they would eventually subside somewhere.
It was the case for the white Go piece. It caused the Go pieces around it to fall down and break into pieces one after another until they reached a place one hundred meters away.
The rest of the black and white Go pieces were not affected, hovering in their original positions in Silence.
The process looked more like the sudden collapse of the space than the destruction of the Go pieces.
"What is that?" asked Hua Xi while looking at the space left behind by the falling Go piece.
What she asked was the white Go piece Jing Jiu had dropped from the sky.
"The supernova," said Jing Jiu while looking at the spot.
To put it more precisely, it was a supernova that had exploded in advance and was much more powerful than what had been calculated.
The violent explosion of the supernova had sent out an unimaginable amount of light and heat, shaking and twisting the space in the universe and triggering many chain reactions. It was of course very difficult and even impossible to calculate the process clearly. It would take a supercomputer a long time to run the calculation on a macroscopic level.
From the moment the Scorching-Sun Battleship arranged the Go game to the moment he put down the Go piece, Jing Jiu had thought for a while with his eyes closed.
Normally, this was something worth marveling at; but Hua Xi shook her head slightly.
The black Go piece represented the Sea of Dark Matter drifting in the space of the galaxy, and the white Go piece represented the celestial bodies mainly composed of the permanent stars.
Jing Jiu holding the white Go piece meant the plan to ignite the permanent stars.
The purpose of these calculations was to let the exploding permanent stars erode those cracks in the space and reduce the area of the Sea of Dark Matter as much as possible, or even make it disappear.
There were many hypotheses and deductions in the scientific community on how to make a star explode. For example, the most common one, which also sounded possible, was to use a mass object that was infinitely close to the speed of light to directly penetrate the star, thereby triggering a series of internal reactions in the star, leading to the occurrence of an explosion.
However, what kind of object could have a mass that was close to the speed of light?
If the technological level of the human civilization had reached such a level, there was no need to worry about the Sea of Dark Matter.
Similar ideas were stuck at the scientific level and could not be turned into reality.
From a certain point of view, a supernova was the most suitable star to ignite because it was old and dying, on the verge of exploding.
But Hua Xi thought that Jing Jiu's idea was also a dead end.
Based on the number and classification of stars in the galaxy, there would be a supernova event every three years.
A supernova explosion looked extremely spectacular and terrifying, but in the vast universe, it was actually just a firework. Other than looking good, there was no other meaning.
Even if he could really ignite a supernova and maximize its power through those chain reactions, it would only affect a corner of the universe.
For instance, as the white Go piece fell down, tens of thousands of Go pieces had turned into ashes, indicating that a large number of permanent stars had perished together with the Sea of Dark Matter. However, the area of the Sea of Dark Matter was still too small compared to that of three hundred years ago.
What was more troublesome was that the flames ejected by the supernova explosion were still far from the speed of light. How could they pass through the vast sea of stars and reach the other side of the galaxy to encircle the Sea of Dark Matter?
Jing Jiu's idea required at least hundreds of supernovae to explode at the same time. It was because of the upper limit of the speed at which information could be transmitted, which meant that the speed of the weapon that ignited the permanent star had to be faster than the speed of light, or in other words, faster than the concept of speed. Back to the previous question, where could they find a weapon that could travel faster than the speed of light?
The plan to ignite the permanent star seemed to have two aspects, but the method and sequence of the ignition could actually be combined into one problem.
"What was the weapon that ignited the permanent star back then? What does it have to do with the weapon that destroyed 857? If it was an antimatter gun, the distant ancient civilization should have kept many records about it, "Jing Jiu said; it was unclear if he was asking someone or talking to himself.
Hua Xi said, "They wouldn't choose to perish together with the enemy until the very end. As such, the idea that the distant ancient civilization had made thorough preparations and at least left enough information … is just a poetic imagination. George Carlin once said that it is foolish and meaningless to make the reality poetic."
The meaning of this statement was profound, and it contained too much information. Jing Jiu didn't say anything more. He closed his eyes and continued to ponder on how to destroy this universe.
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…
The Scorching-Sun Battleship was floating in the universe in Silence.
The distant permanent star 857 had almost disappeared from the field of vision, and the stars on its back served as the background.
The officers and soldiers on the battleship had no mission or anything to do. They didn't even know why the battleship was parked here. They rested, rested, and rested every day except for the routine checks and studies. All kinds of activities were carried out on such a boring day. The pre-selection of all kinds of weightless football matches had begun. The sparks of love were blossoming everywhere. Some soldiers who liked to walk on foot had even walked a few times on the main bridge of the battleship, a long journey of 200 kilometers.
However, there was always a quiet place on the battleship, no matter how lively it was.
It was impossible for the sparks of love to ignite that place, and the soldiers on foot couldn't get close to that place either.
Hundreds of millions of chess pieces were floating in the air in Silence in the warehouse.
Jing Jiu was lying on a chair with his eyes closed.
Hua Xi was squatting by the small mud stove, her line of sight shifting between the iron kettle and the bright red silver coals; it was unclear what she was thinking.
The scene was like the top of the Shenmo Peak, except that there was no spring rain, autumn wind, or winter snow.
If the days went on like this, it would be a peaceful and pleasant life.
A few years later, Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui would come out from Chaotian to help him get rid of those troublesome people, and Tong Yan would come out to help him get rid of those troublesome chess pieces. It would be even better.
His expectation of Liu Shisui and Gu Qing grew lower and lower. It was troublesome to have a partner in the Cultivation world and a hindrance in the Dao Heart.
As for the others, Ping Yong-Ka wanted to rule the world; Apiao wanted to rule the Underworld; Que Niang didn't have enough talent; and Yuan Qu didn't have enough intelligence. All of them had a hard time, so he couldn't count on them.
Unfortunately, this patch of the universe was full of changes, not as stable and monotonous as Chaotian. It was hard to maintain the word "peaceful and pleasant". A few days later, an important document arrived on the Scorching-Sun Battleship through the secret channel.
This document was what he asked Hua Xi and Ran Handong to find out, including everything related to Jian Xilai's ascension.
The information provided by Hua Xi was more detailed and abundant than the information provided by the military.
The first video he saw was the battle on the mineral planet.
On the surface of the dark gray mineral planet, the red overcoat was quite eye-catching, even a bit dazzling.
He saw Jian Xilai's defeat and heard Jian Xilai's dreadful screams, and then he saw more things.
From the mineral planet to the battleship and to the secret base of the military, Jian Xilai had suffered countless mental attacks, which was an unimaginably painful torture.
Hua Xi had seen those scenes and heard those dreadful screams, but she was still moved. Thinking of the scene where Jian Xilai walked into the battleship in a military uniform and a black overcoat with a sunny face, she felt a bit disgusted.
"You … won't do anything, will you?" she asked nervously while looking at Jing Jiu.
"Will you agree to my request?"
Jing Jiu's voice was very calm, and his expression was as nonchalant as usual. It seemed that he was not affected by these documents.
"I don't even know what you are talking about," Hua Xi exclaimed with widened eyes, "but you are a disciple of Aoyama."
Jing Jiu got up and left.
Looking at the door that looked like a black dot a few kilometers away, the mocking intent in Hua Xi's eyes fading away. Her eyes were so cold that they seemed devoid of any human emotion.
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…
This was the first time Jing Jiu had left the storehouse since he came to the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
The officers and soldiers who were running in the passageways, shouting in the living quarters, and watching the lovers under the starlight by the windows had all noticed his figure. They stood at attention and saluted reflexively, feeling startled. It wasn't until this moment that many officers and soldiers realized that he had been on the battleship the entire time.
Walking on the bustling battleship that seemed to be in the human world, his figure seemed different, as if he were in another place.
Many scenes flashed in his awareness again.
Jian Xilai had been modified many times.
Those modifications were cruel, both physically and mentally.
As the last hint of madness in the deep end of his eyes gradually subsided … he seemed to have died and obtained a new life.
A stone statue had broken into pieces and turned into a living person.
Looking at the incomplete body of Jian Xilai soaking in the nutrient fluid, Jing Jiu felt that he was looking at the head of Shen Yunmai soaking in the nutrient fluid.
After returning to the suite in the front of the battleship and setting up the Inherited Heaven Sword Formation, the ring on his finger emitted a faint glow, connecting his awareness to the military network.
It didn't take long for him to get in touch with Jian Xilai in the central star fleet.
Looking at the familiar yet strange face on the light screen, Jing Jiu asked without hesitation, "Do you remember everything that has happened to you?"
"Yes, I remember everything," replied Jian Xilai after a moment of silence.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm", and was about to cut off the communication.
"I understand your concern. I'd like to say that I know what I'm doing, but I don't think you will believe me."
Jian Xilai suddenly said, "Keep watching me. If … I'm not me, please wake me up."
Jing Jiu didn't respond, nor was he moved. He cut off the communication.
If he couldn't wake up a person who pretended to be asleep, how could he wake up a person who thought he was awake?
It was impossible to light a fire, kill a dead person, bring a living person back to life, or repair a computer that was not broken.
This was the truth.
It was not the Twice Cooked Pork after all.
The Inherited Heaven Sword Formation was dismantled.
The door of the room was opened.
Hua Xi walked in with the iron kettle in her hand.
Jing Jiu came to the window and looked at the dark space. "Is there any news from Shen Yunmai?" he asked suddenly.
Hua Xi replied innocently, "He has only a head left; how can he contact you?"
"There's a problem," Jing Jiu said.
Hua Xi said, "I can understand that you care about Jian Xilai. After all, you and Jian Xilai came out together. According to the standard of human beings, we should be classmates …"
"The same period or the same year," Jing Jiu said.
Hua Xi shrugged and continued asking, "Why do you care about Shen Yunmai so much? Since when did you get along so well with him? "
"He has a high talent and an interesting life. He thinks a lot … a bit like me."
Jing Jiu said, "I think he should be my disciple."
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