The Path Toward Heaven

"That was the happiest period of time since the birth of ancestors. Life, health, martial arts, genetic optimization, technological level, social structure, governance, energy, and even entertainment, are all close to perfection. However ... ... just then met the sea of ​​dark things. "

Huaxi stood softly at the window and said, "If it is the tragic era of war and chaos, if it is the era when civilization was robbed for the first time and left the ancestor, it will not matter if the sea of ​​dark things meets. Hell will be destroyed and it will not make people Feeling sad and sad, but why is the best of times but the worst disaster? If there is no truth in the universe, is this our destiny? Why are we so bad?

Jing Jiu said: "Zhao Layue once said a word. There are many good voices in the world. The streams are pleasant. Just listen. Do you want to applaud?"

Huaxi turned and looked at him, expressionless, and didn't seem to understand why he said something completely irrelevant at this time.

"The stream flows there by itself, and it makes a sound when it meets the stones. It is nice or unpleasant. It has nothing to do with people. Neither the stream nor the stones have thought of hearing from you."

Jing Jiu said: "The same reason, the emergence of the sea of ​​dark things, encountering life brings death, and it has nothing to do with us. Those dark forces have no emotions, no love and hatred, and no subjective purpose. It just happened to be in this galaxy. "

Huaxi said, "This is still destiny."

Jing Jiu said: "You can say that this is destiny, in fact, it is still a question of probability. And I always thought that it is good for humans or life to appear, because death and non-existence are the norm. Even extinction is not bad, it's just returning to normal. "

Huaxi was quiet for a while and said, "There is a book that says there is no destiny, there is only choice, then what is your choice?"

If the first reaction to another person is definitely: I am not a human leader, why should I shoulder such a heavy responsibility?

Using one's own choice to determine the fate of humanity will drive people crazy ...

Jing Jiu doesn't think so. He knows that he is qualified to take up this responsibility and has the ability to take up this responsibility. The only question is whether he is willing to take up this responsibility.

General Li asked him to come to this planet, to see this city, this issue of Huaxi was actually an expectation or inspection of him.

The expedition was his least favorite, but he decided to answer that question because Huaxi's attitude was important to his plan.

Jing Jiu said, "Like the god, I will first try to solve the problem of the sea of ​​dark things first."

That's what it means to fight.

Huaxi looked into his eyes for a long time, and suddenly asked, "What will you do with this planet after you stay?"

This is of course a matter of more than 100,000 years ago.

Jing Jiu already had the answer in that city, saying, "If the final result of the mathematical model is the same, I would do the same thing."

Huaxi turned and looked out the window.

The wasteland outside the window is still that desolate, her figure seems a bit lonely, but I don't know why, I can feel her breath becomes softer.

"Aren't you most afraid of death?" She continued.

Jingjiu said, "So we have to solve the problem."

"Don't you say that silence and non-existence are the norm?"

"What the monastic pursuit is to get out of the norm."

"If the sea of ​​dark things can't be solved, would you try to leave?"

"of course."

"Last question, if you want you to sacrifice yourself for more people to live, would you be willing?"

"Not willing."

"why?"

"I live, and humans live."

After hearing Jiu Jiu's answer, Huaxi was silent for a long time.

The black star was not bright, the sunlight at the ring base was artificial, and the reason for the barrenness outside the window became a bit like a landscape on oil painting, which is not true.

She said with a bit of nostalgia and regret: "If only he would be **** like you then."

Jing Jiu knew who he said she was, and rarely expressed some emotions, saying, "The roads are different, but they are all roads."

"Speaking of the avenue, I think of you. The life of the monks is really so boring? You don't listen to music or dance?"

Huaxi replied to the innocent and lovely little girl, as if an old soul had left her body at this moment.

The scene was really weird, but Jing Jiu did not respond, saying, "Yes, I don't like it."

Huaxi opened his eyes wide and looked at him curiously and asked, "What do you like? I asked just now, there is everything here."

The 857 ring base is the most important secret base of the Galaxy Alliance, with strict security and strict confidentiality. Whether it is an officer or a researcher, it is difficult to leave here, so the living facilities here are very complete. Like she said, there is everything here.

Here you can see the latest movies, hear the latest music, and the latest games from the three major game companies. Of course, the game cabin is also the best, and there are various martial arts training equipment, and even if the authority is sufficient, Have some special enjoyment.

"I don't like anything," Jing Jiu said.

Huaxi looked at his eyes full of sympathy, just like watching a good student forced by his parents to study every day, had no time for entertainment, and thought he didn't like entertainment.

When Jing Jiu was a real person in Jingyang, he lived very lightly. He didn't like to deal with people. In addition to Nan Wei's habit of drinking and singing songs after drinking, he used to retreat in Dongfu. But at that time, he still had some things he liked to do, such as hot pot related and Mahjong related.

When he became Jingjiu, he lost all knowledge and could only collect information and then simulate one or two through calculations. He had no interest in things like eating, drinking, and having fun.

Because there is no feel, he doesn't even like playing Mahjong, which is probably like the difference between reality Mahjong and game Mahjong.

In a sense, he did have some sympathy.

At the beginning, when Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui, Gu Qing and others discovered this in Sanqianyuan, they all wanted to hug him and raise him high because of distress.

Jing Jiu didn't think it was a distressing thing. In order to live, what is such a small price? And he didn't like the feeling of being sympathized.

He no longer cares about Huaxi, connects to the dedicated network of the ring base, and continues to read the materials related to the Sea of ​​Dark Objects.

Huaxi didn't want to ignore him any more, turned around and took the young officer to walk outside, saying, "Is the cocktail party fun at night? How about the wine? I like spirits."

"You are under the age of legal drinking under league regulations," said the young officer.

Huaxi pouted his lips and said, "Then I'll dance."

The young officer said: "According to the data analysis, the favorite type of music hosted by the base is psychedelic rock, which is not suitable for the type of dance you like."

Huaxi stopped and said, "Change to a host who likes swing dancing."

Jing Jiu looked up and glanced at her.

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Time, as the data waterfall cascaded, and it was very late at night, the reception at the 857 base entered a climax. Through the thick alloy door and a long distance, Jing Jiu could hear increasing sound waves. Huaxi's idea was satisfied, and the rhythm of the song at the reception was indeed very swaying.

When he was about to close the Six Senses and shield out the outside sound, he suddenly heard a tiny breaking sound from the night sky.

The base did not sound an alarm, and the sound of the air burst was extremely sharp, then suddenly disappeared, indicating that the opponent was moving extremely fast, even far beyond those of the combat armor.

Jing Jiu easily figured out that the person was buried in Shen Yun. After thinking about it, he opened the window and flew out.

The sun of this galaxy is very dark. At this time, the environment is darker at night, and it is prominent in the local galaxy and other galaxy groups.

Under the starry sky, two Jianguang left the ring base, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at the wasteland in the south.

There is no barrier to isolate the city, the wasteland is really desolate, there is no breath of life, and black dust is everywhere.

Jing Jiu fell on a very high mountain and looked out at the black field.

The dust was rolling on the field like a dragon.

Shen Yun is buried in running.

He didn't fly, his legs were walking on the ground in the wilderness, he kept running, and he occasionally made several shouts.

Ye Ben had no purpose or reason.

This black wasteland is the **** of death.

Walking in hell, feeling the taste of death, this is what he wants to do.

The problem is that this is something others dare not do.

So in the eyes of others, this move is crazy and incomprehensible.

Who knows how much danger is hidden in the black wasteland without a protective cover ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Is there a blood thumb or viable spores, or even some monsters?

Jing Jiu stood by the cliff, watching this scene gave some appreciation.

Before long, Shen Yunbu ran back from a distance in the black wasteland.

The battleships outside the atmosphere simultaneously monitored an extra line on the ground surface, about 700 kilometers.

With the sound of the gravel rolling down, Shen Yun climbed to the top of the peak, glanced at the stars, took a deep breath of the thin air with the unique smell of dead spores, and asked, "What are you doing?"

He combed a simple ballast as usual, dressed in white.

After running at night, buns were scattered on the shoulders, and white clothes were full of lacerations, and even a little scorched, which can be described by clothes.

Jingjiu glanced at him and said, "You don't like this dress."

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