Along with an earth-shaking explosion, the spaceship that had been contaminated by the Sea of Dark Matter and the dark space fortress created by the space pirates had both turned into the scorching hot torrents. The handsome male protagonist and the lovely female protagonist left on the dilapidated mining spaceship against the background of the explosion, their faces beaming with a happy smile. They kissed each other without saying anything to each other, and then the scene faded away.
The fact that such an old-fashioned plot could be made into a movie indicated that the movies had basically become an antique in this era. There was no applause in the cinema, and a few pairs of spectators left in a stupefied manner. Jing Jiu was the only one who showed an elated expression on his face.
There was no internet at home, and he didn't even have a television before. All he had were the abstruse books on philosophy placed on the bookshelves as high as six floors. This was the first time he had encountered such a relaxing and pleasant entertainment product.
As far as he was concerned, the so-called movie was much more interesting than the cartoons and the piano on the television.
The Mistress Eve had set up the GPS in the bracelets of Jing Jiu and Hua Xi. After leaving the cinema, Jing Jiu followed the instructions on the bracelets and found the railway easily. It took him only a dozen minutes to get back to his home in room 720.
The Snow Girl shot him a glance, but didn't ask him to play chess with her. Instead, she lowered her head and stared at the piece of ice in her small hand in a daze, wondering if she had found something new.
Looking at the sky outside the window, Jing Jiu found it was quite dark, thinking that it was time for dinner; but where was his younger sister? After some thought, he thought that the snacks and drinks in the cinema should be enough for one day's consumption; so he didn't call Hua Xi. Instead, he sat by the window and started painting.
The buildings in the twilight were a bit warm and a bit deformed, which blended well with the scene he was painting.
The noises of the youths playing basketball could be heard in the distance, and the friction between the electronic skateboards and the old walls could be heard.
Hua Xi sat by the window in the next room, eating a flower in her hand. Looking at the stars in the sky, she suddenly remarked, "I feel that something is going to happen today."
Cold Cicada crouched in front of her, its two white and long whiskers drooping listlessly, looking like two fishing rods.
"Or, something significant will happen in a few days," Hua Xi continued after some thought, "Have you seen the flower pinned to my brother's collar? I don't think it tastes good. "
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That flower's name was Cockatiel, which meant the love of an elder sister.
Eve knew about this flower because she majored in botany at university and minored in administration.
As for why the staff of the cinema allowed her to pick a flower and give it to Jing Jiu, it was because the color of her bracelet indicated her identity as a government employee.
The so-called cause and effect would sometimes manifest as the treatment of rights and obligations. Her identity as a government employee would bring her many conveniences, including satisfying her desire to help the disadvantaged. At the same time, it would also bring some trouble.
For example, when her bracelet didn't have a true state of absolute silence, she had to rush to the designated location in the shortest time possible when something unexpected happened, whether she was watching a movie or taking a shower.
Today's gathering place was the administrative control center of the Fogshan City Government.
The hover car stopped on the 27th floor. She didn't have time to check the data before she hurriedly took the elevator to the conference room. The conference room was filled with low-level staff like her. Most of them looked familiar, but she couldn't remember their names. They were all discussing something in low voices.
The order that the government employees received today was a level three summoning, which was the dividing line between serious and not very serious. It could be that the space pirates had revived and taken over a city, or it could be that the underground fortification repair team had lost contact with them for forty-eight hours and needed to be manually captured again.
"It's not a small matter. I saw all seven deputy directors of the emergency department are here."
"Yes, the conference room door was opened for a while just now. I saw more than a dozen areas on the screen. All the cities must have sent out the summoning and are currently having a conference call."
Eve felt a little uneasy listening to the discussion of her colleagues. As time passed, this feeling grew stronger and stronger. She had a feeling that something was happening.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before the door of the conference room opened. The chief officers of each department found their subordinates and went to the smaller conference room to report the latest situation.
There was a small explosion in a large industrial sector, and there were signs of space instability, which meant that there might be a space crack.
As for why the explosion occurred in a large industrial sector despite the strict surveillance and safety regulations, the chief officer didn't give any explanation.
Hearing this, many people felt relieved. The planet they were on was, after all, very far away from the Scorpion Tail Nebula. Even if there were a space crack, the Sea of Dark Matter couldn't reach here. Some of them were even in the mood to say that the military had blockaded the Scorpion Tail Nebula for too long and that the allocation of resources and the replacement of industrial components had all gone wrong. It was no wonder that something bad had happened. It was merely a small explosion that day; what would happen next time …
Eve didn't feel relieved after hearing the situation and hearing these monsters.
She felt that all this was unreal, like the scenes in the movies.
Yes, she had just watched such a movie in the afternoon.
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Eve felt something was out of place, and so did Hua Xi. In fact, there were many people like them. Some of them found that there were only a few drops of shampoo left when they were taking a shower, and they wondered if it was used by their roommates. Some of them felt that there was something wrong with the stabilization system when they drove past the air vents between the buildings, but the floating self-detection system of the cars didn't give an alarm. Some of them couldn't light the thick cigarette in their mouths even after lighting four matches in a row. As such, they all thought that something was wrong with the geomantic omen, the zodiac signs, the zodiac signs, and the destiny.
It was not entirely a superstition. It was because some peculiar events had occurred on various planets in the last few days, and they all seemed to be omens of something.
A number appeared on the lake surrounded by the snowy mountains, on the prairie to the north of the priest manor on the Main Planet, and on the beach by the seaside on the ancestral planet. Those were the numbers that appeared after the thoughts of the ascended immortals and Buddhas combined with heaven and earth.
To put it more precisely, the number was the day when Jing Jiu would wake up or die.
The number was calculated by the female priest who called herself Fei. As for the initial data, it was provided by the Grandmaster of Aoyama.
Judging from the calculation core, the female priest was on the same level as the Snow Girl, and she was even more powerful than Jing Jiu. And the resources she could use to calculate were much more than the Snow Girl's; it could be said that all of the Federation of the Milky Way was the same.
It was impossible for such a calculation to go wrong.
The seawater covered the beach gently and wetted it. As a result, the beach turned from silver to brown, resembling the faint eyebrows of some people, which would become darker if they frowned more tightly.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama sat by the beach with his head lowered, wearing a conical hat and holding a fishing rod in his hand. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.
Zhuo Rusui stood on the top of the coconut tree with the flagon in his hand, looking at the moon that had appeared in a corner of the sky ahead of time. He was thinking about something with his eyes narrowed. It was because he had to look up at the moon that he couldn't close his eyes. A moment later, when he closed his eyes and saw the coconut shells on the beach, he couldn't help but sigh.
The coconut shells and the dirty coconut flesh were piled up in a few messy rows by the ebb and flow of the seawater, forming a number: thirty-three today.
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A streamlined silvery spaceship left the planet full of green trees and headed toward the space passage of the great river in the distance.
This planet was the third stop of Zhao Layue's trip. It was said that Ceng Ju and another Sage had been the teachers of this planet. This planet could be called the Gentleman State.
The three girls didn't have a good feeling about the Gentleman State, even worse than the poor and primitive Buddhist land. The reason was unclear, but the Sage Ceng Ju hid in the center of Planet 857 all the time instead of going back to this planet to take a look. It was obvious that it was a terrible place.
A few days later, the silvery spaceship arrived outside the atmosphere of the Main Planet, hovering by the edge of the platform full of cliff trees.
Zhao Layue led Zong Lizi and Ran Handong into the pavilion by the cliff's edge. Jiang Yuxia had already prepared the dishes and wine.
Zong Lizi carried Ada into the room to wash him. Ran Handong had received the information from her family and said something to Zhao Layue in a low voice.
Zhao Layue raised the wine cup and drank it soundlessly, looking at the planet not far away expressionlessly.
The north of the Main Planet was covered with a great deal of ice and snow. The patch of grassland above the priest manor was quite eye-catching. Countless sheep were walking slowly in the wild grass, stopping once in a while to eat a few stalks of grass. The sheep formed a number on the grassland.
The eyes in Zhao Layue's eyes were as sharp as the Thoughtless Sword. She could see clearly that the number was seventeen.
Jing Jiu would wake up and die seventeen days later.
Of course, she didn't believe it, but who could ignore the signals sent out by the universe?
Her line of sight left the sheep on the grassland and moved upward slowly, eventually fixing on a group of mountains.
The Thoughtless Sword came out soundlessly and lay across her knees, exuding a strong lethal intent.
There was a lake in the group of mountains.
There was an island in the lake.
There was a hot spring on the island.
The girl in the bathrobe sat by the hot spring, holding a wine cup in her hand.
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