The black is not conspicuous, especially in the mist.

This black car is very easy to notice because it is different from those abandoned cars on the street for many years. It looks particularly new and I want to receive excellent protection every day.

The girl who walked out of the black car was also very new - whether it was the floral dress or the umbrella she held.

Even she herself seemed to have just left the factory, exuding a fresh and weird atmosphere.

"This site is isolated under the plateau crust and is well preserved. Of course, it has been repaired for many years, and these vehicles are newly made."

The girl's voice was very calm and there was no emotional fluctuation, just like an umbrella in her hand, not moving in the breeze.

The umbrella covered her face.

Jing Jiu's eyes fell on her feet and found that she was wearing a pair of ordinary black leather shoes and her furry socks piled up at her ankles, looking very cute.

The wind was a little stronger and the fog was dispersed. It turned out that there was a river not far from the front of the street.

The girl held an umbrella and walked up the bridge and crossed the river.

Jing Jiu followed her.

After getting off the bridge, the fog in the city gradually became thicker, covering the dead buildings, and the mountain scenery ahead became much clearer.

There is a courtyard in the mountains, with black eaves and white walls, flowers and trees, and snow. It is somewhat similar to the scenic garden outside Yunji Town.

There is a hot spring deep in the courtyard, scattering a faint hot mist. There are square and short tables beside the water, and there are chairs on each side of the short table.

The girl walked to the hot spring, sat on a chair, put the umbrella in her hand, and placed it on the ground.

The floral skirt was very thin, and looked like some kind of bathrobe, fluttering like the wind and falling like clouds.

The flowers on the skirt were sunflowers, which reminded Jing Jiu of the oil painting in the Star Gate Art Museum.

He sat down on another chair and looked across.

The girl's black hair is soft and neatly cut, covering her eyebrows like a curtain. When she is gently tilted by the wind, she looks like a piece of watermelon skin.

Her eyebrows were very thin, like a drawing, her nose was very small, and her lips were very red, like cherries.

Her face was very fair and smooth, like a newly peeled egg, and to be more precise, like a perfect white porcelain without any flaws.

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...

Shen Yunmeng once commented that Jing Jiu looked like a porcelain doll in the military building.

This girl is really like this.

Painted eyebrows and eyes do not mean beauty, because the paintings may not be beautiful.

Perfect skin does not necessarily mean beauty, because that may be false.

The snow-white face was not angry, and the two thin eyebrows and cherry-like red lips were not angry.

Seeing this face, Jing Jiu thought of the young officer on the Lieyang battleship.

The girl took out two small porcelain bottles and two translucent small wine cups from the hot spring and put them on a low table, and began to pour wine.

The picture of a jade hand stretching out from the sleeve is very beautiful.

The action of picking up a glass with your fingers and pouring wine is very natural.

The amber spirit is no longer pungent after being soaked in the hot springs.

All the details are natural and moving.

Jing Jiu felt that these actions and details were naturally too deliberate.

He knew that the girl sitting in front of him at this time was not a real human, nor was she the real person.

More precisely, the one whom he is going to talk to today is not here, it should be somewhere else, or even on another planet.

It may be very uncomfortable for ordinary people to change, but he is very accustomed to this pattern of dialogue.

In Xueyuan, the long-distance spiritual communication between him and Xue Ji was no essential difference from today's situation.

The first thing that needs to begin any conversation is to clarify the other person's identity.

Jing Jiu was very sure that the other party must have read the book he wrote, but he still reported his name.

The girl whispered: "Fly."

Jing Jiu didn't know what to deal with this name.

The girl asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Many people want to come to Jing Jiu to be recognized by the girl and become the new god, so he has to accept her investigation, but this is not the case.

The person in charge of the question was not the girl, but him.

He first asked a question.

“Where is the standard time?”

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...

On the paper in the underground apartment, he wrote some words.

Later at Xingmen University, he added two more words to the paper.

Those words include: year, month, standard day.

There are some other things.

Humans now have many planets. Each planet uses different rotations and rotations, so they naturally have their own time patterns.

But the Galaxy Alliance has a standard model when chronology and space travel.

Jing Jiu has confirmed many times that no astronomical rules for humans living in planets meet this set of standards.

The girl's voice was without any emotion, and she didn't seem to be surprised to hear this question.

"Ancient civilizations originated from a planet, and standard time is the rule there."

After hearing this answer, Jing Jiu was not surprised and continued to ask: "Yue?"

The girl said, "The planet has a companion star."

Jing Jiu continued to ask, "I have seen the words "Tengou Eat Moon" or "Eat Sun" in some classics, and I have also seen them there."

The girl said, "Just like you've seen it in you."

Jing Jiu looked at the hot fog on the hot spring, and his eyes penetrated, as if he wanted to see the huge snowball outside the gravitational field, the sky outside the snowball, the universe outside the sky, and the other side of the universe.

He asked, "Where are we there?"

The girl picked up a small wine cup with two fingers, put it to her cherry-like lips and drank it lightly, and said softly: "The gods cannot create a world, and at most they can only discover some new worlds."

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze, looked at her snow-white face and said, "Don't you want to give me an accurate answer?"

"Everyone who comes out of you will come to ask me these questions. You are not special or very smart, and you are no different from them."

The girl said, "Then why do you get special treatment from me?"

Jing Jiu stretched his feet into the hot spring.

At such moments, he does this kind of action, naturally not to show that he still has leisure and ambition, but must have deep meaning.

As for the specific meaning, it is unknown for the time being, and no one asked questions at this time. After all, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing have not yet ascended.

The girl's eyes fell into the hot spring, looked at his feet and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

Jing Jiu did not look back and asked, "Do you feel like drinking?"

The girl said: "This body has enough sensory cells and feels richer than humans."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't."

The girl said, "It's a bit miserable."

Jing Jiu said: "The magma bath is good."

The girl thought for a while and said, "It's reasonable."

Jing Jiu turned around, looked into her eyes and said, "Look, I am different from those ascended people after all."
Chapter completed!