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Chapter 32 Study Class

The quarrel between the experts in the conference room suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes fell on Jing Jiu.

Everyone was full of confusion and doubts, thinking what this meant, are you going to fight? One fights thirty?

Several experts were a little displeased when they heard this, with a look of sarcasm and disdain in their eyes, but they didn't say anything.

Jing Jiu didn't care what these people were thinking and said to the officer: "Separate them."

The soldiers' movements have always been very fast. It took less than a long time for the conference room to be separated into eleven small rooms, ensuring one for each expert.

Jing Jiu sat in a comfortable soft chair, looking at the terminal display like a giant screen.

Data from various fields and multiple disciplines flowed through the light curtain like flowing water, and then entered his eyes.

For him, this learning method was more efficient, just like when he was in Guocheng Temple and later in the apartment.

When these materials encounter difficulties or have different opinions, he will ask experts in the relevant fields, and the expert will answer them as soon as possible.

The questions he asked and the experts' answers were all conducted through data and displayed on each other's light curtains, without the need for a slow and low-end communication method such as sound.

"The particularity of spores is that they have different molecular structures, which are particularly able to withstand high temperatures, but they are as cold as other subspecies. They can maintain vitality when they are close to absolute zero degrees and die naturally over time. Therefore, the range of infection of a generation of spores in the universe is certain. The current farthest record is ninety-two main star astronomical units. Of course, this does not calculate the distance it attaches to the warship through the torsional cavity."

"Yes, the most regrettable thing is that these dark monsters can pass through the twist rate hole. No one knows the reason. It may be because the dimensional cracks are related to the twist rate hole. There is a conjecture in the physics community that in the world of dark matter, the twist rate hole is their normal space."

"The third degree above absolute zero is the survival limit of these monsters. Perhaps it is a coincidence, perhaps it is metaphysics, and the radiation intensity of the universe background on the sea of ​​dark objects is the same."

"According to the calculation of the Fu transformation, the proliferation coefficient is between 2.6 and 3.4."

"The miniaturization of gravitational lenses was completed four years ago, but the three fleets still cannot directly discover dark matter, let alone capture it."

"There is no problem with the scythe of the middle hosts who are indirectly observed. According to existing cases, their spore output rate is the lowest and safest."

"The defense strength of the mother nest lies in the material. In the past 30 years, four new elements and more unusual alloys have been discovered, but no existence with higher strength than the main material of the mother nest is found. According to ancient civilization data and more than 300 case files, super-strong laser beams and neutrino weapons have a certain probability of breaking the defense."

"There is no social structure but a class, no intelligence but an instinct, and the division between intelligence and instinct does not exist in philosophical sense."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about philosophy, emotional fluctuations in order should be regarded as the direction of some kind of fluctuation."

"Ninety-four percent of the fleet's nuclear bombs have been replaced with seven-phase bombs."

"The Academy of Sciences calls the dissolution of dimensional space cracks acupuncture because it requires a lot of light and heat, and the picture is relatively similar."

"The specific temperature requirement is about seven million degrees."

"No life or dark life can withstand this temperature, so even if the energy overflow is very wasteful, the military still insists on using nuclear bombs as the first choice weapon, laser and microwave weapons alternatives, and physical weapons abandoned."

"There are seven models in the initial stage of the Escape Fleet, six of which will cause the fleet to be completely destroyed within a hundred years of standard time."

"The achievements of the branded mind in mind control involve some top-secret information. None of the people in the conference room should have been exposed to it, including me."

The ring constantly emits a glimmer of light that is invisible to the naked eye, and the data on the light curtain keeps flowing, and new questions and experts' answers are occasionally revealed.

Jing Jiu read the information very quickly, and there were more and more questions, and the expressions of those experts gradually changed, and they no longer had the mood to watch the excitement. He became much more serious when he checked the information and answered it.

The conference room was very quiet, with only a slight electrostatic sound of the light curtain and the sound of the chair moving constantly.

The chair kept moving, which meant that some experts were starting to get nervous. They stared at the light curtain in the grid, fearing that they had missed some important information and resulted in a missed answer.

Several officers responsible for handling affairs looked at the scene in front of them and thought it was very magical. They thought that this was not a class for consultants, but it was like consultants examining the knowledge of these experts - you should know that these experts are the top scholars in the ring base and even the entire Galaxy Alliance.

As the question and answer continued, the experts entered the most serious research state, that is, they responded to their usual state in the laboratory.

Some people took off their bow tie roughly, some kept wiping their glasses with the hem of their clothes, some put their legs on the desk, and some kept grabbing their hair.

After more than three hundred questions, it was noon, but no one felt hungry and just felt a little tired.

Jing Jiu felt the mental state of the experts, touched the ring on his fingers, and said, "Is there any problem?"

According to common sense, this sentence should be asked by experts, but now he is asking the other party.

I don't know which expert said a little uncertain: "It seems... nothing more, do you have any problems?"

"I have no problem. It's just that the possibility that the consultant mentioned just now has given me some new ideas. I want to go back to the laboratory to calculate."

"I also have new inspiration. If the consultant needs to review it by himself in the afternoon, can I take a leave?"

"At this time, my mind was a little confused. I wanted to have a drink, who would like to?"

"Go together, go together."

The voices of experts were heard in the conference room.

Jing Jiu got up and walked to the window, looking at the green grass outside, the darker forest, and the lakes scattered like pearls in the distance.

This is the depth of the underground of the circular base. The windows are fake, and the scenery outside the windows are naturally fake.

This scene reminded him of the cell in the Sword Prison and Xue Ji.

"I have one last question."

Looking at this beautiful world, he thought of the miserables on the ground, the humans who died silently in that city.

"What were the weapons used by ancient civilizations on this planet back then? Antimatter guns?"

The conference room suddenly became very quiet. I don’t know how long it took, but an expert’s voice rang.

"The institute has always positioned that weapon as a sub-star weapon, but based on the residual calculation of energy fluctuations, that weapon has a huge margin when it was activated, and it may even be used at the lowest magnitude. This means that if the ancient civilization was willing at that time, it could directly destroy this planet or even larger celestial bodies."

Another expert said with regret: "We have studied the remains of war on this planet for many years. Unfortunately, the inverse analysis has not obtained any results. Anti-matter guns are indeed a kind of conjecture, but there is no evidence. In my opinion, the possibility is not high. The main reason is that the data is too serious. I even suspect that someone erased the data back then."

He is talking about the ruling authorities of ancient civilizations.

Jing Jiu was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

...

...

Starting from the afternoon of that day, Jing Jiu had never been to the conference room.

He spent most of his time by the window, looking at the black wasteland silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

But the conference room was still preserved, and the dozen experts from various fields did not leave.

While looking at the black wasteland by the window, Jing Jiu was thinking a lot of things.

Countless numbers, symbols, formulas, and functions appear constantly in his consciousness, and then recombined and arranged.

The war between humans and the Sea of ​​Dark Things lasted for more than 100,000 years, which was even more magnificent than the longest epic, with a huge amount of information and related knowledge.

Even he needs time to organize, analyze and digest.

In this process, he will encounter some new problems and needs help from these experts at that time.

This kind of days lasted for several days.

Huaxi did not forget his work. He would cook an iron pot of hot tea for him every morning and evening. He didn't know where he went during the rest of the time. When he came back late at night, he was always drunk.

Chen Yun buried back in the star nuclear fleet. I don’t know if there is any mission, but there has been no trace these days.

One day, the study is over.

In the eyes of those experts and professors, the huge project that would take at least sixty days to complete only took nine days. The experts already knew how abnormal Jing Jiu's learning ability was, and they easily accepted this fact, dissipated with a little sigh, and re-entered their research.

That night, Jing Jiu contacted Ran Handong in the distance through the ring and asked about the nearest where the star nuclear fleet was. Ran Handong only knew that the star nuclear fleet was on the edge of the Dark Things Sea and had no more information. Then, without waiting for him to ask questions, he reported Zhong Lizi's recent situation and the situation of the entire Galaxy Alliance.

All are very good.

The door of the room opened, and Hua Xi walked in with a tired look on his face and put the iron kettle on the stove.

The tea in the iron kettle began to roll, and it smelled a bit greasy because it took too long to boil it.

Huaxi said good night to him and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Jing Jiu waved his hand and used the sword torch to burn the molecules related to the smell of alcohol in the air into nothingness. When he walked to the window, he saw the sword light in the night sky.

The transparent window shaking slightly, and his figure disappeared, turning into a sword light in the night sky.

Hua Xi opened her eyes and looked at the position in front of the window, without any emotion on her little face.

Not long after, Jing Jiu arrived at the peak south of the planet.

Chen Yun sat buried in the cliff, holding a pot of wine in his arms and a chicken leg in his hand, looking a little awkward.

Because his left sleeve was empty and floating in the dark night, like a white silk.

Jing Jiu glanced at it and asked, "It's broken?"

Chen Yun buried him and said no.
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