Though the young monk looked like a youth, he had in fact lived for many years.
Yet, he was still a youth; otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the Sea of Dark Matter.
It was believed that he had a way to bring away countless monsters at the bottom of the ocean on the other side; and he might encounter some more hives or even another dark being. The number of monsters passing through the cracks in the space would be much fewer, and the fleet of the Dreamfire Industrial Base would be under less pressure.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship started up again, heading toward the burning planet. Ceng Ju started the final plan with the help of the researchers on the 857 Base. A dozen super-particle nuclear power furnaces and the newly developed melting equipment had arrived, ready to be put to use at any time.
As mentioned earlier, neither the local swordsmen in the Federation of the Milky Way nor the large equipment controlled from a distance could withstand the high temperature of the melting equipment at a short distance, and the accuracy of the equipment was much lower. As such, the work had to be done by the ascendants.
It was unclear if Ceng Ju had recalled the arrogant and shameless Young Master Shen again at the moment.
The middle-aged researcher in the gray checkered shirt came to the bottom of the battleship with a teacup in his hand. He leaned his bracelet against the door, giving off a faint sound. The heavy alloy door opened slowly, and a large strategic storage room appeared in front of him.
He had already learned how to use the melting equipment on the 857 Base, and his calculation method was different from Ceng Ju's. As such, he didn't have to watch and learn it in person. If Ceng Ju couldn't withstand it, he would reveal his identity and take over.
The storage room of the battleship was filled with all kinds of equipment and a great number of nuclear bombs. It was still as spacious as before.
He walked to the middle of the storage room and sensed the remaining energy in the air. He picked up the teacup and had a sip.
The jasmine tea was a bit cold, not as refreshing as before. Yet, he didn't have a high standard of living.
He suddenly sensed something. He reached out his right index finger and middle finger, pointing at the ammunition rack on the other side of the alloy wall.
Crack!!! A black Go piece, which had been left in the corner for a long time, flew over and landed accurately between his fingers.
Looking at the black Go piece between his fingers, a wistful smile showed on his dark face, and the silver bracelet on his wrist seemed to grow brighter.
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The morning light shone through the window and fell on the chessboard, shining on the black chess piece in the middle. It sparkled just like Jing Jiu's eyes.
Xue Gie leaned against a corner of the sofa and looked at a spot on the wall expressionlessly. No one knew what she was thinking. Of course, she had no expression to begin with, except that she would occasionally squint her eyes.
The TV screen was still broadcasting the City Hall meeting live. After a night of arguing, whether it was the mayor, the senior officials, or the city councilors, none of them could hold on any longer. As for the officials who had specific work arrangements, they had already left for their respective districts and agencies.
After Eve's figure disappeared from the TV screen, Hua Xi lost interest in those boring quarrels. She just looked at the warning subtitles and procedures that were enlarged and displayed on the screen from time to time. She felt that she should memorize them carefully, but the more she memorized, the more confused she became.
With a light clap, Jing Jiu placed a white piece on the chessboard. The crisp sound awakened Hua Xi. She walked to the window while rubbing her eyes, saying to Jing Jiu, "Big Brother, I can't memorize the evacuation regulations, but I've memorized the list of items I need to bring with me. Should I go get them first?"
In fact, Jing Jiu didn't quite understand what the quarrel was about on the TV and what the evacuation regulations meant. But he responded to her request with "hmm", and then continued to place the pieces on the chessboard. It didn't take long for the chess pieces to fill up the entire chessboard. If this game of chess could be transmitted back to Chaotian, Que Niang would probably faint again in happiness.
"Who knows how to fold clothes? Do you want to take that red cloth with you? What's the emergency multi-function device? Why can't I find it? "
Hua Xi had never packed her luggage, be it at her home on the Stargate Base, at the College of Priests, or at this home. In fact, she was more of a piece of luggage than anything else. She was brought by Jing Jiu from the Stargate to the Main Planet, and then from the galaxy beyond the fog to a sewer on this planet.
The more she packed, the more upset she became. She ran back to the living room with a pile of clothes and yelled.
For some reason, the little girl's temper had grown worse over the last few days.
Cold Cicada glanced at her gratefully while standing on the windowsill.
It seemed that the little girl was about to wake up. It was indeed a bit dangerous, but it felt good to have someone at home to share the chores and responsibilities.
Jing Jiu and the Snow Girl didn't pay any attention to these matters, nor did they care about her yelling. Since there were no neighbors within seven hundred and twenty kilometers, they could remain unresponsive to any changes in this world as long as they could ensure their own safety. Their status was even higher than that of a highly achieved monk.
It was then that the guest bell of the first unit in Unit 720 suddenly rang. The face-to-face interaction system had broken down a long time ago. Hua Xi threw the things in her arms onto the Snow Girl angrily. She opened the door of the room and the iron door of the unit. She found a basket on the stairs, but she didn't see any visitor. All she saw was a line of footprints in the thin snow on the ground and a line of cat paw prints on the flower bed in the distance.
She returned home with the basket in her hand and said, "I wonder who it is."
The Snow Girl squeezed her head out from the pile of clothes and pulled a sock hanging on her face to one side with her chubby small hand, shooting her a cold glance.
"It seems to be … from the front building." Jing Jiu pulled back his gaze from the outside of the window, and added slowly, "A kid who plays basketball."
Hua Xi took out an old tobacco box from the basket. Someone had written a message on the paper box, which roughly meant, "I am a neighbor on the 714th floor. Now I need to prepare to evacuate. Although I may not really evacuate, I need to destroy the organic products at home. I like to eat frozen pears the most. My mother took advantage of the heavy snow this year and the low temperature to make a lot of pears for me. I can't finish them in a short time. I don't want to waste them, so I brought some for you."
She didn't know who the teenager who played basketball was, and she didn't know whether the gift was his idea or the whole family's idea. In short, the message was full of clumsiness and careful kindness.
The Snow Girl didn't respond. Jing Jiu said thank you, but the person had already left. No one knew who he was saying thank you to.
Hua Xi took out a frozen pear from the basket and looked at it curiously. She said, "It's so ugly. I don't know if it tastes good."
The color of the frozen pear was black, like a bruise on a person's body. It did not look good.
Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "You have to eat it."
This sentence meant that ugly things did not necessarily taste bad. You had to taste it to know the real taste. For example, the pastries that Miss Eve gave them were very beautiful, but they tasted really bad. He didn't know that the reason was that the pastries should be eaten directly. They didn't need to be like Hua Xi, who always used a steamer to steam them until they were soft.
Hua Xi thought that her brother's words were very reasonable. She picked up the frozen pear and brought it to her mouth. She bit down hard.
Then, as expected, there was a cry of pain, and two lines of tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
Jing Jiu comforted her clumsily and suggested, "Since it's so hard, let's soften it before eating it."
How to soften a frozen pear? The most direct way was to heat it up. Fortunately, Hua Xi was in a bad mood that day, so she didn't bother to boil water and use the steamer. She put the frozen pear on the windowsill, waiting to be melted by the sunlight.
The surface of the frozen pear was covered with a thin layer of snow, looking like the frosting. Being shone by the sunlight, it finally looked better and more attractive.
After being exposed to the sunlight for a long time, the frosting on the side facing the sunlight had gradually turned into water beads, which were crystal clear and looked like pearls.
It suddenly snowed outside the window. The sunlight passed through the snowflakes and the glass and shone on the glass beads on the surface of the frozen pear, reflecting the sunlight. It was a beautiful scene.
Seeing this scene, Jing Jiu took down the pen and paper from the piano and started sketching. But he was not satisfied with his drawing, and he thought of a person named He Zhan again.
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The Joyous Monk had been here.
Everything was dark in the Sea of Dark Matter, devoid of any light, resembling the deepest bottom of the sea. It was true that Jing Jiu had been to the deepest part of the ocean and stayed in the dark and deadly abyss for a long time. And the seawater there was as cold as the space around him.
He had entered the Sea of Dark Matter from the edge of the ocean a few times, and he didn't go too far. The stars behind him were like the lights of his hometown, so he could find the direction at any time and then go back.
By now, he was already many ten thousand kilometers deep in the Sea of Dark Matter. The crack in the space at the Heavenly Fire Industrial Base had disappeared without a trace from the Golden Pupil to a small light speck, so Jing Jiu couldn't even see it.
There was no visible light here, and the other rays were sparse. In his eyes, they were like candlelight that could be extinguished at any moment.
Fortunately, the monsters he had lured over from the other side of the space crack had a clear sense of existence, which could help him ascertain his own existence.
Those monsters were large in number, but they could only drift in the space like kites at a very slow speed; so they posed no threat to Jing Jiu. The threat came from the Sea of Dark Matter itself.
Jing Jiu couldn't sense the dark energy scattered in the space, but it was evident that the dark energy was seeping into his golden body. His Zen Heart had been triggered.
A glow suddenly appeared in front of him, as if a spark had suddenly shot out from a paper money that had been extinguished, and then the paper money in the pot was illuminated.
It was a permanent star in the process of extinguishing. It was unclear if the light and heat inside the star had changed due to the high-pressure environment, but it gave off a dazzling glow.
Similar scenes often occurred in the Sea of Dark Matter. It would take many years before those glows would vanish completely.
Relying on the glow of the permanent star in the distance, the Joyous Monk used the Heavenly Eye to find the target he was looking for. He waved his sleeve slightly and flew over by stepping on the Grand Nirvana.
Dozens of Mother Nests were hovering in the dark space in Silence, as if they were on the verge of merging into the universe itself. They were revealed from the universe after being illuminated by the light of the permanent star, exposing their black and densely dotted surfaces, looking a bit disgusting.
Sensing the arrival of the living beings, the black Mother Nests woke up immediately. Countless tentacles grew out from the dotted surfaces, looking like the hairs of the closed pores or like the maggots crawling out from the surface of the rotten food. It was even more disgusting.
The light illuminated everything and reflected in the eyes of the Joyous Monk. "It's so beautiful," he exclaimed joyfully.
There was no medium or audience in the space, and he was not like Shen Yunmai, so he didn't use the method of vibrating the space to transmit his voice. As such, he exclaimed soundlessly, but his expression was sincere and sincere.
The concept of beauty and ugliness was the embodiment of utilitarianism on the human beings.
As one of the most outstanding and powerful beings in the history of mankind, the Joyous Monk had already surpassed many boundaries of the human beings, so he had a more detached view of things. His aesthetic sense was still that of the human beings, but it was more extreme.
Apart from that god in ancient times, nobody had seen such a scene; at least, he hadn't seen it in any materials. He thought that he should leave these scenes and materials behind. Even if he couldn't find the Snow Girl and couldn't leave this patch of the ocean, the later generations would at least know something.
He let the Grand Nirvana stop, and took out a pen and paper from somewhere. He drew the endless darkness in front of him, the dying star in the distance, and the Mother Nests that looked like frozen pears nearby.
The pen was the one he used when he was in Yimaozhai, and the paper was the one made from the peach tree bark in front of the Shui Yue Nunnery's door. The words and paintings written with such a pen and on such a paper could be preserved for a long time no matter how bad the environment was.
The tip of the pen kept drawing on the paper. He left all the scenes in front of him in the painting, and then attached all kinds of detailed data he had seen and calculated in his mind.
Finally, he put the paper into the Grand Nirvana and flew to the front of the Mother Nests. He stretched out his finger and beckoned them, saying, "Come on."
Having said that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
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