The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 5: Ghost tenant
Jing Jiu grabbed the alarm and crushed it directly.
The harsh alarm stopped abruptly.
This artifact should be a warning when it collects the sounds of strangers.
People in this world are too nervous to live.
However, there are so many artifacts in such an ordinary house. It seems that the status of the artifacts here is quite high.
Thinking about these things, Jing Jiu walked into the toilet, threw the powder in his hand into the toilet, and then pressed the button to flush the water away.
In the early morning, he saw the girl use this object and knew that it was an automatic flushing toilet. It was a bit novel, but there was no more emotion. He didn't need it anyway.
He walked back to the living room, adjusted the heights of the cushions, lay down in a more comfortable posture, started watching TV again, and continued to learn from the people here.
At the beginning, his pronunciation was a bit jerky, but later he became more and more proficient. At the same time, he contrasted his pronunciation with the consciousness understood in his consciousness, and became clearer and clearer.
There are also texts on TV, which look similar to those of Chaotian Continent, but they can’t understand them at all.
Jing Jiu reluctantly got up from the chair and walked into another room.
The area of this room is not very large. On the three walls, there are bookshelves up to the roof, which are neatly lined with paper books, which is even more cramped.
Standing in the middle of the room will have a strong sense of oppression.
I don't know why there are so many paper books.
He sat cross-legged on the floor, his fingers moved slightly, and all the books on the bookshelf floated out without wind.
At Guocheng Temple, he and Chanzi used this method to browse through the scriptures, which is the most convenient and fast.
He soon found out that he had made a mistake. He couldn't understand the words in these books, and it would be of no use to read them quickly.
He picked two books that seemed to be the most simple and may be related to the introduction of text.
Immediately afterwards, he started reading other books.
The door and window of the room were closed tightly, and the curtains blocked the view of the street and the extremely narrow corner of the universe.
There is no wind, but the books floating in the air are turning by themselves.
There is no light, he closed his eyes and looked very seriously.
Suddenly, there was a very soft tearing sound.
These books are all very old, some of the papers have turned yellow and brittle, so they were quickly turned by the invisible wind, and they were broken like this.
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Twilight is also an extravagant thing for the neighborhood below.
The transition between day and night, under the interference of bright street lights, is always so swift and silent, which is unprepared.
The door was opened, and the silver-haired girl walked in wearily, threw her schoolbag on the table casually, and then threw herself on the bench.
She lay for a long time. Just when Jing Jiu thought she would fall asleep directly, she stood up and poured a glass of water. After taking the medicine, she ate dinner again, walked into the room, and opened the curtains. , Looked towards the tiny piece of night sky above the block, with a look of yearning in his eyes.
I don't know how long she took, she retracted her gaze and turned to leave. Suddenly she saw a piece of shredded paper under the bookshelf, knelt down and picked it up, her expression changed suddenly.
She searched the bookshelf with trembling fingers, and finally found a book to open. As expected, a certain page in the book was torn by a corner.
Study in the academy has been very tired, and the life of a lonely person is even more powerless and exhausting. At this time, when I returned home, I saw that my most precious things were suddenly damaged. The silver-haired girl no longer bears it. He couldn't help but squatted on the ground with his knees, crying.
"Dad...Mom...Xiao Huang...I miss you so much, I am really useless...Why is this world so unfair?"
Jing Jiu stood behind her, without letting the shadow fall on her, listening to her crying and telling her sad story.
When the silver-haired girl was very young, her mother died because of genetic optimization problems. Her father was a professor at New World College. In order to prepare funds for her future genetic optimization, he followed the advice of a subordinate of a big man and invested his life savings in a certain fund, and even repaid the loan. Who knows that the merchant ship team guaranteed by the fund suddenly encountered a horrific battle between a human powerhouse and the brood on the way back. It was affected, and more than 30 merchant ships and their cargo turned into blue smoke.
The fund went bankrupt, and her father owed a large debt to the bank, so he could only declare bankruptcy and moved from the college family area to the lower block where rent is not required. Bankruptcy is not a problem. The real problem is debt. He can no longer complete the expensive genetic level 3 optimization for his most beloved daughter. He can only watch her like her mother, gradually being swallowed by the disease... A seemingly strong man, Always so vulnerable at certain moments, he chose to commit suicide. Perhaps in the professor's opinion, in this way, the daughter does not need to bear debts with herself, so she should be able to relax in the limited life, but how did he think that his own death would become the heaviest burden for his daughter?
In addition to his own death, the professor left only a room of paper books and a cat for his daughter.
Now that big yellow cat is also dead.
The silver-haired girl hugged her knees and cried non-stop.
Jing Jiu looked at her and said sorry in his heart.
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Don't say just tore a page of paper, even if the Chengtian Sword was destroyed, Jing Jiu would never apologize. He would have that kind of emotion towards that silver-haired girl. The big yellow cat he classified in the photo reminded him of Ah Da, who might never be seen again, and his mood was a bit strange.
In short, he lived in this home like a ghost, watching TV with the silver-haired girl, watching her playing on the computer, listening to her talking to herself, and secretly playing on the computer after she fell asleep. Before waking up, he used Dao Fa to cool the computer. After she went to school, he would just sit in a chair and watch TV. He would go into that room to read a book when she was really bored, and he became much more careful in his actions.
In just a few days, he learned about the silver-haired girl named Zhong Lizi and her whole life from childhood to adulthood and many common sense related to this world.
This is a human world.
Yes, the same as the humans in Chaotian Continent... humans.
No matter the body structure, the way of thinking or the way of communication, emotion, and words, the two are very similar.
If it is considered in the long time and the boundless universe, it should even be said to be exactly the same.
To come to this conclusion, Jing Jiu relied on television, computer, books, and observations of the silver-haired girl.
This human world occupies a part of the universe. There are probably hundreds of star systems. It has its own affairs in administration, but it has a unified and symbolic king, and it has to accept alliances in military and science. Unified leadership.
This unity is called the Galaxy Human Alliance. The place where he is now is a planet called the Stargate. This planet was completely hollowed out many years ago and is an important base for the Alliance.
There are dozens of human regimes like Stargate Planets in the Galaxy Alliance. Each regime has a priestess. The most important thing for a priestess is to inherit ancient knowledge.
The ancient knowledge in the rumors comes from ancient civilizations countless years ago. The ancient civilization of that mankind is said to be extremely developed, creating an extremely magnificent picture in the universe, but it is a pity that he encountered the most terrifying enemy in the universe-the sea of dark objects in the later stage.
The ancient civilization and the sea of dark matter finally died together in a cruel battle, and the universe returned to its original calm.
New flowers will eventually grow out of the dust. With the passage of time, mankind and the enemy revived in the void at the same time, and then began a war that was almost reincarnation. Now it is up to who can return to the heyday of civilization earlier and destroy the other party.
In this war, the Galaxy Alliance has always been on the defensive or weak. Even though genetic optimization has made considerable progress and martial arts practice has begun to spread, it is still not an opponent of those evil dark forces. Swallowing, starting more than a hundred years ago, the alliance has suddenly appeared several strong men with god-like powers and leaders with unimaginable spiritual power, leading the entire alliance to this day.
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Jing Jiu likes words like universe and stars and planets very much. He is also accustomed to words like kings. He is only a little unfamiliar with words like administration, genes, and civilization. As for the word sea of dark matter... Too casual, what's the difference from the galaxy novels he reads on the bookshelf?
In the books and TV news he has read, the description of the sea of dark objects is very vague, and there are even obvious traces of concealment. He didn't believe that there were only monsters like black stalkless dandelions in the sea of dark things. Those monsters gave him a familiar feeling, and this feeling showed that everything was not that simple.
Those god-like powerhouses and wise leaders who suddenly appeared more than a hundred years ago also gave him a familiar feeling.
This has nothing to do with narcissism, but with time.
If a day in the starry sky is a year in Chaotian Continent, more than a hundred years is more than 30,000 years for Chaotian Continent.
It was that time when the ancestor of Qingshan started to fly.
It was also that time that the ancestor of Zhongzhou sent to ascend.
Where did the ascendants of Chaotian Continent go?
Is there any connection between these two things?
Even in the underground waterway, you have to look up at the stars and think about the fate of the human race. This is not Jing Jiu's habit of doing things. He still has to solve his own problems first.
The most important thing for him is the nature of this world.
Why do those fireballs called stars release the purest celestial energy?
He feels that he needs to study all kinds of knowledge, astrophysics, and everything in a serious and systematic manner, just like in the small mountain village back then~IndoMTL.com~The computer login of the silver-haired girl needs her iris certification, ordinary civilian network. There are various restrictions, the books in the room are not deep enough, the TV is all nonsense, there is no useful thing, what should he do? And he lives in this home like a ghost, even if he wants to watch the computer~IndoMTL.com~, it is not very convenient, he thinks that some changes should be made.
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One night, Zhong Lizi returned to the underground block from Xinshi Academy and walked into the house with exhausted steps.
She took off her hair rope, her silver hair strayed and looked as good as stars.
After receiving a glass of water and taking the pills, she was about to throw herself on the soft chair like a schoolbag. Suddenly, she felt a sense of loss in her heart, as if something that had been with her for a long time was far away.
It's like a father leaving quietly, like Xiao Huang sneaking out of the house before his death.
She looked at the house and confirmed that there was no change. She couldn't help but laugh at herself, thinking that there was no one to accompany you. What are you thinking about?
At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.
She was a little surprised. She opened the call screen and asked: "Who is it? Is there anything wrong?"
A teenager in sportswear and a hat appeared on the call screen.
"I saw the notice of co-renting recruitment on the college website."
The brim of the hat was a little low, blocking the boy's face, but not blocking his voice.
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(Today is the birthday of Sister Shabao and Fenghuo, and also Chen Changsheng’s birthday. Tomorrow is Butterfly Blue’s birthday. I wish them a happy birthday and I wish everyone a happy day.)