The Path Toward Heaven

It is inaccurate to say that the fire is cooking oil and the weeds are burned out. When Jing Jiu put the conscious white ball into the sky, it was more like someone throwing a small stone on the water by the lake of Qianli Wind Corridor.

There are waves on the lake, ripples layer by layer, and go in all directions, but they will eventually calm down somewhere.

That was the case with White, which drove the surrounding pieces down and shattered until hundreds of meters away.

The rest of the black and white pawns were not affected in any way, and remained quietly suspended in their positions.

This process does not look like the destruction of chess pieces, but more like a sudden collapse of space.

"What is that?" Huaxi asked, looking at the space left after the chess pieces fell.

What she asked was naturally the white man who fell in the air.

Jing Jiu looked at it and said, "Supernova."

To be precise, it was a supernova that broke out in advance and was much more powerful than the calculation in advance.

The violent explosion of a supernova spewed an unimaginable amount of light and heat, which oscillated and distorted that cosmic space, triggering many chain reactions. It is of course very difficult to calculate this process clearly. It can even be said to be impossible. Even the approximate calculation at the macro level requires a supercomputer to run for a long time.

From the time when he arrived at the battleship Lieyang to set up the chess game to the end, Jing Jiu just closed his eyes and thought for a while.

In principle, this is a very amazing thing, but Huaxi shook his head gently.

Black chess represents the sea of ​​dark objects floating in the space of the galaxy group. White chess is a celestial body dominated by stars.

Jing Jiu's white chess is to implement the stellar ignition plan.

The purpose of these calculations is to allow the exploding stars to erode those space cracks, to minimize the extent of the sea of ​​dark matter, and even to make it disappear.

There are many assumptions and inferences in the scientific community about how to make a star explode. For example, the most common and sounding assumption is to directly penetrate the star with an object with mass near the speed of light. A series of stellar internal reactions led to the explosion.

The question is what objects can have mass but infinitely close to the speed of light?

If the scientific and technological level of human civilization has really reached that point, where do we need to worry about the sea of ​​dark objects?

Similar ideas stay at the level of scientific ideas and cannot be turned into reality.

A supernova is in some ways the most suitable for an ignited star because it is aging and dying, and is on the verge of an explosion.

But Huaxi believes that this idea of ​​Jing Jiu is also a dead end.

Based on the number and classification of stars in the local galaxy group, a supernova event will occur about every three years.

The supernova explosion looked extremely spectacular and terrifying, but for the open universe, it is actually a firework, which has no meaning other than good-looking.

Even if he can really ignite a supernova, and then increase the power through those chain reactions, it will only affect the corner of the universe.

For example, as the white piece fell, tens of thousands of pawns disappeared into gray, which means that almost the same number of stars and the sea of ​​dark matter are all gone, which is still too small compared to the range of the dark sea three hundred years ago.

What is more troublesome is that the flames ejected by the supernova explosion are still far away from the speed of light. How can they cross the vast sea of ​​stars and reach the other side of the local galaxy group to form a sea of ​​dark objects?

Jing Jiu's idea requires at least hundreds of supernovas to explode at the same time. Because of the upper limit of the speed of information transmission, it means that the faster the speed of the weapon that ignites the star exceeds the speed of light, or the concept of exceeding speed. This brings us back to the previous question. Where to look for weapons faster than the speed of light?

There are two aspects to the stellar lighting plan. The lighting method and sequence can be unified into one problem.

"What was the weapon that ignited the star at that time? What does it have to do with the weapon that destroyed 857? If it was an anti-material gun, ancient civilization should have kept many records." Jing Jiu did not know who was asking or talking to himself.

Huaxi said: "Until the end, you will not choose to share everything, so any thought that ancient civilizations had prepared everything and left at least enough information ... is a poetic imagination, and George Carlin once said that any Poetics of reality are stupid and meaningless. "

The meaning of this sentence is a bit deep, and the amount of information is too large. Jing Jiu said nothing, closed his eyes and continued thinking about how to destroy the universe.

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...

The Sun is suspended in the universe quietly.

The distant 857 star almost disappeared into view, with the star on the back as the background.

The officers and men in the battleship have no mission, nothing to do, and even don't know why the battleship stays here. In addition to routine inspections and studies, it is a break, rest and rest. In such a boring day, everyone carried out a variety of activities, various non-gravity ball games have begun pre-selection, the sparks of love are blooming everywhere, and some soldiers who like to hike have even taken the battleship main corridor bridge a few times Back and forth, you know that it was a long journey of two hundred kilometers.

But no matter how lively it is, there is always a place in the battleship that is quiet.

The spark of love cannot ignite there, and the soldiers on foot cannot approach it.

Hundreds of millions of chess pieces were hovering quietly in the air of the warehouse.

Jing Jiu was lying on the chair with his eyes closed.

Huaxi squatted next to the small clay stove, looking back and forth between the iron pot and the red-silvered charcoal, wondering what was thinking.

This situation, as if the peak of the end of God, but there is no spring rain, no autumn wind, no winter snow.

If the days continue like this, it will be considered quiet.

After a few years, Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui came out of Chaotian Continent to help him deal with those troublesome people, and Tong Yan came out to help him deal with these troublesome chess.

He counted less and less on Liu ten years old and Gu Qing.

As for the other ones, Ping Yongjia wants to rule the world, and A Piao wants to rule the underworld. They are all busy. The queen mother is not talented enough, and the IQ of Yuan Qu is not enough.

It is a pity that this universe is full of changes after all. It is not as monotonous but stable as the heavenly continent. The word Jinghao is not easy to continue. Within a few days, an important information came to the Lieyang through a secret information channel. Battleship.

This information is what he asked Huaxi and Ran Handong to check, and everything related to the west ascension.

The information given to him by Huaxi is more informative than the military's own information.

The first video he saw was the battle on that mine star.

On the surface of the gray-black ore star, the big red salamander is very eye-catching, even a little dazzling.

He saw Xilai's fiasco, heard Xilai's scream, and then saw more.

From mines to warships to military secret bases, the West has received countless mental shocks, which are unimaginable painful tortures.

Huaxi has seen those pictures, heard the tragic numbers, still moved again. The thought of wearing a military uniform, wearing a **** coat, and entering the warship with the sun all over her face a few days ago, she even felt a little sick.

"You ... won't you do anything?" She asked Jing Jiu nervously.

"Do you agree with my request?"

Jing Jiu's voice is very calm, his expression is still as indifferent as usual, and it seems that he is not affected by these materials at all.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Huaxi said with wide eyes. "You are a disciple in Qingshan."

Jing Jiu got up and left.

Huaxi looked at the door like a little black spot a few kilometers away, the ridicule in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the indifference seemed to have no human emotion.

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This was the first time that Jiu Jiu left the warehouse after arriving at the battleship Lieyang.

The officers and men running in the passage, the officers and men shouting in the living area, and the officers and soldiers who were watching the starlight by the window noticed his figure and were saluting subconsciously, and were surprised. Many officers and soldiers did not even know until this moment that it turned out that he had been in the battleship.

Walking in a lively warship like a human, his figure is so different, it seems to be elsewhere.

Many pictures reappeared in his consciousness.

Xilai has accepted countless transformations.

Those transformations are cruel, both physically and mentally.

At the moment when the last craziness in the deepest part of his eyes gradually calmed down ... He seemed to have died, but was reborn.

A stone statue was so broken that it became a living person.

Looking at the incomplete body from the west soaked in the nutrient solution, Jing Jiu always felt that he saw the human head buried in the cloud.

Back in the suite at the forefront of the battleship, the Chengtian Sword Formation was set up, and the ring shimmered, connecting his consciousness to the military network.

It didn't take long before he contacted Xilai from the Star Nuclear Fleet.

Looking at the familiar but strange face on the light curtain, he asked without any hesitation, "Do you remember what happened to you?"

Xilai was silent for a while and said, "Yes, I remember everything."

Jing Jiu said aloud, ready to cut off the call.

"I understand your concerns, and I would like to say that I know what I am doing, but you won't believe it if you want to."

Xilai suddenly said: "Keep looking at me, if ... I'm really not me, please wake me up."

Jing Jiu did not answer, was not touched, and turned off the communication.

If you cannot wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, how can you wake up a person who thinks he is awake?

You cannot ignite a flame, nor can you kill a dead person, or rescue a living person, repair a computer that is not bad.

This is truth.

After all, it's not cooked back.

Chengtian Sword Formation is lifted.

The door opens.

Huaxi came in with an iron pot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Jiu went to the window, looked at the dark universe, and suddenly asked: "Shen Yun buried, no news?"

Huaxi said innocently: "He has a head left now, how can I contact you?"

Jing Jiu said, "There is a problem."

Huaxi said: "I can understand that you care about coming from the west. After all, they are people who come out together. According to normal human beings, they should be regarded as classmates ..."

Jing Jiu said, "In the same period or the same year."

Huaxi spread his hands and continued to ask, "Why do you care so much about Shen Yunbu? When did you have such a good relationship with him?"

"He is very talented, lively and interesting, thinking a lot ... somewhat like me."

Jing Jiu said: "I think he should be my disciple."

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