The silver spaceship broke through the snowball and returned to the world of the main star. It took less time to travel through the vast mountains and countless sights in the sacrificial hall and return to the manor.

The silver ash in the stove was filled with a warm red light, and the tea in the iron kettle was poured into the glass cup, creating some hot mist, and the fog was filled with a light fragrance.

Jing Jiu picked up the teacup and drank it, looked up at the grass outside the terrace and the flower trees further away, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hua Xi opened her eyes wide and looked at him. Just as she was about to ask something, Jiang and Xia pulled out of the room.

"What kind of person is that?" Zhong Lizi hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but be curious and asked the question.

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze, looked at the tea in the cup, and after a moment of silence, he said, "A person like me."

The girl wearing a floral bathrobe, with long black hair, sitting by the hot spring drinking wine was a biochemical person, or a robot.

Then the one who was hiding behind her was the same person as him.

Ran Handong stood behind him, with no expression on his face, his lips were very tense, like a secretary without independent consciousness. She knew that Jing Jiu would not care about the opinion of that person. If he was a real god, how could he need other people's approval? So what was the reason why he was in a hurry to see that person?

"This is a world controlled by the Ascenator, the one you know the Uncoon."

Jing Jiu said to Ran Handong: "The priestesses and the people of the Galaxy Alliance represented by your father don't like the current situation. They need me."

He had no intention of hiding Zhong Lizi, but Zhong Lizi couldn't fully understand it. His lips were slightly opened and his face was full of a confused expression.

Ran Handong said in a tight voice: "Father and the others may not have thought of breaking this situation so quickly, and that person may not have, you are forcing them to make a choice."

Jing Jiu said: "Time is the most precious thing and should not be wasted on suspicion and swaying. Since you have ideas, you should realize it as soon as possible."

Ran Handong said: "Because Yunjihao is coming back, are you under pressure?"

Jing Jiu said: "I can change direction at any time,"

Ran Handong had already guessed that he was from the same place as those who broke the cocoon, but he had never thought that he was really thinking about this matter and said incredibly: "You destroyed that warship, killed so many people, and almost killed Shen Yunmeng... Do you think they will accept you?"

Jing Jiu said: "I can destroy that warship and kill so many people, and kill Shen Yunmeng at any time, that is more valuable than all of this combined."

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Everyone knows that the teenager who only wears a blue hoodie is valuable.

His origin is mysterious, as if it appeared in the air, and he possessed an unimaginable realm and strength in this universe.

He went to the military building, and under the gaze of countless sights and countless heavy weapons, he seriously injured Shen Yunmeng, the greatest pride of the alliance military.

He went to the ancient civilization ruins shrouded in thick fog, had a conversation with the man that no one knew what, and then returned all over.

But this doesn't mean no one dares to kill him.

That man has not made a formal statement so far, the temple has not recognized his identity, and billions of believers do not know his existence.

The Alliance military made Shen Yunbu promise that he would not do anything to him in sixty days, but the Yunji warship was on its way back.

What attitude will the supreme military commander treat him?

When everyone was thinking about these issues and was extremely nervous, Jing Jiu was thinking about other issues.

Even with billions of stars shining, the depths of the universe are still extremely dark, just like the dim future at the end of time.

According to the calculations of the Alliance Academy of Sciences, even if both dark matter and antimatter are added, the mass of the entire universe is still insufficient. Even the seemingly monotonous repetition cannot happen, and everything will return to nirvana.

Then everything will be meaningless, because it will be short and will end even for trillions of years, and it will still be short for eternity.

The same is true for life.

This is the greatest sorrow of smart life, the source of madness buried in the clouds, and the ultimate proposition that Jing Jiu has always wanted to solve.

When thinking about these things, Jing Jiu was not on the lounge chair in the Priest Manor, but on a satellite.

It was a military satellite, and all the instruments and equipment were placed in a translucent cover with a very smooth surface.

If it weren't for the lack of gravity here, it would be difficult for him to lie quietly on it.

He looked at the star in the distance and narrowed his eyes.

That star should have a lifetime of 11 billion years, but that is still not enough.

The light of the stars brought some temperature and was soon taken away by the chill in the universe, which reminded him of the snowfields of the Chaotian Continent.

He closed his eyes and ran the exercises silently.

The bright light fell on his face and body, turning into extremely subtle golden particles that could not be seen by the naked eye, quietly penetrated into his skin, and then gradually deepened. There was no refraction or resistance. It was completely different from the physical phenomena in the laboratory, and the fragments of light were sucked into his body like running water.

The whole process is calm and beautiful.

Like that poem.

Moisturize things silently.

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I don’t know how long it took, but Jing Jiu opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed deep in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

It was like a meteor crossing the night sky, or it was like a blue-eye blooming in transparent glass.

The fragments of light no longer flashed like crystal shavings, disappeared into his body, and became the immortal energy needed by the monks.

There is no atmosphere in space, nor a protective cover. It is relatively close to the stars, so it absorbs fairy energy much faster.

In less than two hours, he absorbed a sufficient amount of fairy energy.

Kill the Chisong Zhenren, destroy the warship, and bury a fierce battle with Chen Yun. All the fairy energy he consumed was restored.

The Yunji warship is about to arrive at the main star, and he needs to face General Li in the best condition, both in terms of spirit and fairy spirit.

He turned around and flew towards the main star.

The satellite was left in its original place.

You can see the figures of those space stations not far away, and you can see many thin lines further away, which are space elevators.

There are many observation equipment facing this seemingly ordinary satellite, because Jing Jiu has been lying here for a long time. He can stay in space and the surface of planets without atmosphere for a long time, but no one will be willing to do so. Those invisible cosmic rays are ultimately a threat.

Whether it is the Alliance Government Space Agency or the warships responsible for the defense of the entire star field, they must be analyzing the scene just now.

What exactly is he doing?

The side of the main star facing the star is very bright, it is daytime, and the other side is very dark, and it is still at night.

A bright light suddenly appeared in the dark world, just like the sword light in the game, or like a meteor.

This scene appeared on countless light screens, and even several private TV stations noticed it and started a temporary live broadcast.

The warships and the officials of the Space Agency naturally knew what this meteor-like light was.

No alarm sounded.

There is no sound of space weapons starting.

The world is still so quiet.

Seeing the meteor landing somewhere north of the planet, countless people felt strange in their hearts.

This is an era when technological explosion, gene optimization and martial arts practice complement each other. There are endless strong people, but they are still only part of interstellar civilization.

The person represented by that meteor and the sword light are obviously more than that.

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The grass was illuminated for a moment, and then returned to normal. The discussion outside the yard suddenly stopped and then emerged again, but it was obviously smaller.

Zhong Lizi put on his clothes, tidied up his collar, turned around and poured him a cup of tea with just the right temperature.

Her successor to the Star Gate Priestess was serving Jing Jiu like a maid. At the beginning, many people in the Priest Manor were shocked and even angry, but now no one cares about it. Ran Handong seemed to have not seen this scene, walked to the chair and called out the light curtain, and began to report the work according to the data above.

"The believers of all the cities in the Main Star began to conduct candlelight parades. No one mentioned your name, but they should know it in secret." She paused slightly and continued: "If that official statement was made, the sacrificial hall should be able to accept more than 70% of the believers within twenty standard days."

Here is a prophecy about the new gods.

Jing Jiu nodded.

"There is a list here, you can take a look."

Recently, many people want to pay homage to Jing Jiu, of course they are all big names in the Galaxy Alliance, such as the heads of the aristocratic families, those congressmen, and those generals, who were stopped by her, but some of them were unable to make decisions. So even though she knew that Jing Jiu would refuse, she insisted on letting him take a look in person.

Jing Jiu looked at the list and was about to say that no one was seen like the previous two days ago, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar name.

The reason why that name is familiar is not because he has seen it somewhere, but because he has signed it himself.

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Those who come to the Priests' Manor to visit Jing Jiu must be the ones who believe they are qualified to visit him, and those who are qualified to pass Ran Handong's review and send their names to him must be more important figures. For example, the priestess who came from a certain important star area, such as the commander of the Star Nuclear Fleet No. 3.

Sha Yu is a member of the Alliance Management Committee and is not senior. He is the owner of a large game company and has a lot of wealth, but it is not strategically important. Logically speaking, his name is not qualified to appear on this list. Fortunately, Ran Handong knows who he is and some other information.

That large game company is called Yukira.

Zhong Lizi handed over a cup of tea, looked at the other party, and found that the other party could not see anything strange. Then how could he take a look at the article called "The Great Way to the Sky" at one glance, and he spent so much money and resources to adapt it into the current game?

If Jing Jiu was truly the new god in the prophecy, this would undoubtedly be the most amazing venture capital in human history.

Sha Yu knew Zhong Lizi's identity, took the teacup with both hands, looked at Jing Jiu and said softly: "According to Mr. Donglou's request, we did some data collection."

Jing Jiu knew what those data collection were, and thought to himself, would Xue Ji be inside?

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(Everyone is fine.)
Chapter completed!