The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 58: Looping

Jing Jiu agreed to the request of General Li and Zeng Ju to join the Star Ignition Project, but this does not mean that he has to stay in the ring base like those scholars and experts.

He left planet 857 that night and returned to the battleship Lieyang.

In these days of vacation, the battleship Lieyang has been undergoing transformation, the computing core has been upgraded to the highest gear in the alliance, and the wireless transmission load has also been greatly strengthened.

The biggest transformation took place in the warship’s warehouse. The warehouse that was once full of nuclear bombs has been completely emptied, making it extremely empty and huge.

There is a chair on the ground in the distance. Compared with the huge warehouse, it is like an inconspicuous little spot.

The light blue light emerges from each information node, constantly refracting between the smooth floor and the wall, turning into a beautiful rather than realistic picture.

That chair is the kind of soft chair on the terrace of the Stargate University Hotel.

There is a small clay stove to the left of the chair, neatly arranged with dozens of slender and beautiful silver charcoal, light blue flames rise like smoke from inside, and an iron pot is resting on the stove, and the pot is lightly boiled. Green tea.

Everything is familiar to him.

When an entire civilization comes to serve one person, anything incredible can happen.

This means that he did not make a request, otherwise Zhong Lizi would definitely interrupt his studies at the Priest Academy and be sent here as quickly as possible.

Looking at these pictures, Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, put the black backpack under the chair, lay down naturally, and tapped on the armrest.

Hua Xi picked up the iron kettle and poured him a cup of tea. With wide eyes open, he innocently asked: "Are we going to work here in the future?"

If you have to say that this is work, there is no problem, but the problem to be solved is more important and more troublesome.

Hua Xi took out a porcelain plate from his black backpack and placed it on his right hand, poured some sand into it, and then held his chin, squatting aside and watching curiously.

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to the porcelain plate just like when he was in a small mountain village, by the Xijian River, and at Shenmo Peak.

The difference from the past is that instead of picking up a grain of sand with his fingertips, he directly grabbed the sand in the porcelain plate somewhat rudely, and then let it fall from his fingers.

With this action, the automatic metal racks on both sides of the warehouse leaning against the wall sounded rustling.

There used to be countless polyphasic nuclear bombs placed on these metal frames. They were all released by Jing Jiu during the Seaprint Nebula. They were used as a source of immortal energy to help him destroy the battleship and kill the real Chisong. .

What is placed on these automatic metal racks now?

It is a chess piece.

Countless black and white chess pieces fell down, like tens of thousands of waterfalls, slowly covering the empty warehouse floor like water.

Hua Xi turned around and looked at these images, covering her ears with her two small hands, her mouth slightly opened.

I don't know how long it took until the clash of the chess pieces with the ground finally ended. The black and white chess pieces floated silently, and hung silently in the air under the guidance of some invisible force.

At the beginning, in Qipanshan, Chaoge City, Jing Jiu once gave Tong Yan a similar three-dimensional chess game, but how could it be compared with this moment?

If this is a chess game, it is undoubtedly the most complicated game in the history of human civilization.

These black and white pieces are not arranged according to the rules of Go. In some places, hundreds of black pieces are connected in one place, and in other places, all white pieces are all white.

The ascenders who have been to the bottom of planet 857 and have seen the starry sky can probably recognize them. The approximate distribution of these black and white chess pieces is somewhat similar to that of the starry sky.

Huaxi looked at the densely packed chess pieces in the sky, and asked in shock: "How many are there?"

Jing Jiu said: "490 million white chess pieces, one hundred and three thousand black chess pieces."

The information nodes hidden in the ground and walls continue to emit blue light, and countless data enter the warehouse through specially constructed encrypted channels.

The ring gleamed for a moment, then narrowed, and the information entered his consciousness.

What Huaxi wants to say.

Jing Jiu said: "Block."

I don't know who he said this to.

The information shielding wall in the battleship came into play, and the warehouse became a separate world.

Hua Xi walked to the front of the soft chair to sit down.

Jing Jiu said: "Don't."

Hua Xi quietly looked at him.

Jing Jiu said nothing.

Hua Xi said: "The number of chess pieces is not enough."

Jing Jiu said: "This is a cross section."

Huaxi said: "Then I'll go back, you can do it yourself here."

Jing Jiu said, "You have to do the calculation for me."

Hua Xi said: "There is no place to sit."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Sit down."

Hua Xi sat down in front of the soft chair.

This is where Zhong Lizi often sits on the terrace of the Stargate University Hotel.

This is where Zhao Layue often sits on Shenmo Peak.

Just like in a huge empty warehouse, hundreds of millions of chess pieces have their place.

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Time passed slowly.

The black and white chess pieces hang silently in the air, without any changes in their positions.

Hua Xi sat at the end of the chair, looked up at it for a long time, and finally decided to give up, just like every attempt in the past many years.

Ignite the Stars Project, the unimaginable amount of calculation is only one aspect, and it is the best solution. The most troublesome thing is that the changes in the universe cannot all follow the laws of mathematics. The sea of ​​dark objects has no subjective consciousness, but it is not a dead object.

She turned to see Jing Jiu's situation.

Before looking back, she had imagined several possibilities. He may be pale because of excessive mental exhaustion, or he may look ugly because he has no idea about the situation, or he may be flushed because of despair, but he did not think of anything. Will see such a scene.

Jing Jiu lay on the chair, closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Kill one person for a thousand miles, ten moves refused to do it.

Hua Xi read the book and knew the lifestyle of this guy in Chaotian Continent, but still a little uncomfortable.

Is this delaying time or is it a vegetarian meal?

Jing Jiu suddenly opened his eyes.

Hua Xi's eyes were huge, and she seemed to be frightened.

Countless extremely thin sword lights appeared in the depths of his eyes and then disappeared, as if they were some sort of calculation tool.

His fingers also moved quickly, squeezing the fine sand in the porcelain plate, not creating a new mountain and river, but trying to solve a certain geometric structure.

A certain part of the chess piece in the sky, there are probably tens of thousands of pieces, and it starts to move at an unimaginable speed.

He wasn't playing chess, but occasionally there were a few black chesses that were besieged and were not taken away.

Black and white chess pieces are flowing like water.

No, that should be the release and spread of light and dark matter in a very large-scale space.

It was the encounter of two different existences, and then they competed, and even occasionally there was some fusion.

Just like the two rivers breaking through their respective gorges before they meet on the peninsula, some rustling, some turbid, surrounded each other, and then tore apart, forming their own small groups, stubbornly living in each other's world.

Tens of thousands of chess pieces keep rotating and changing positions, creating a visually impactful picture, just like a metal that can change shape with electric current.

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the chess pieces, the sword light in his eyes became more and more bright, and the frequency of appearance became faster and faster.

Hua Xi looked at his face, eyes brighter and brighter, and the word Xiyi could be faintly seen in her clean and clear eyes.

I don't know how long it has been until the black and white chess pieces are no longer clear, and they are entangled in one place, like chaos.

If you are an ordinary ascetic, you only need to take a look at that place, and you may lose your mind and be seriously injured.

Hua Xi was a little nervous and her mouth was a little dry, so she casually took a sip from Jing Jiu's teacup.

Jing Jiu glanced at her~IndoMTL.com~ casually raised her finger and pointed it into the air.

He didn't know when there was a white **** between his fingers.

The white chess piece fell among hundreds of millions of pieces.

Like a fire in explosives.

Like a pot of oil falling into the fire.

Like a drop of water in hot oil.

There was a loud bang.

The tens of thousands of chess pieces in that corner exploded, turning into countless fragments, and then falling to dust.

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(A box should be prepared on the ground.)

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