The Path Toward Heaven

You don't know what it means

You ca n’t start again from the beginning, the circles have spread again and again

If there is a fish swimming in the scenery, you may be another you

When butterflies one by one exploded like metal, burned and died

And all you see is left behind

——Excerpt from Zhang Zao's "Water of October"

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Tens of thousands of battleships ignited again, turning into tens of thousands of burning flying swords, and heading towards the depths of the distant universe.

The flames glowing blue are not the burning of real things, they are more like some kind of light flow. It didn't take long for the burning flying swords to disappear. I don't know where they went. Around the huge red fireball, there was nothing more than the dust of the demon's body outside the realm.

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"Mother nest! That's a real mother nest! The defense is extremely strong, and the strength of the pulse attack can pass through the thickest alloy plate. To destroy it requires at least one sub-fleet, I don't believe it will People kill! "

"I said many times that he is a liquid metal robot, not a real human."

"I have said many times that this is impossible! Spectral analysis shows that his body is not metal at all, but consists of an unknown element, and you see his skin and hair ... Where is such a good bionic material? The biggest The logical question is, if it is a liquid metal robot, why should it simulate the appearance of humans and even the internal organs? This doesn't make sense. In addition, where is his microprocessor? You have scanned more than 700 times and have seen a processor , Found an information channel? "

"After receiving the information, the Academy of Sciences believed that he was most likely the relic of ancient civilization."

"Please, how many years have ancient civilizations been destroyed? Even if our ancestors had reached this level of civilization, how could it be possible to keep a robot so intact?"

The azure sky scatters uniform light outside the window, which has an unreal feeling, but it is enough to brighten the empty laboratory. The two scientists stood outside the transparent protective hood, watching what kept arguing inside, not knowing how long it had passed. One of the male scientists suddenly said, "Did you apply last time?"

They tried all types of cutting tools in the planetary base. However, the body of the experimental target was extremely tight and hard to sample, so they had to report to the Academy of Sciences and hoped to tune in a power field separator.

The reason for this is because the Academy of Sciences will definitely agree to their requirements, but there must be many peers along with the power field separator.

Faced with such an amazing discovery, no scientist is willing to miss it.

The older, gentle-looking female scientist shook her head and gave an unexpected answer.

"The dean was worried that the internal structure of the experimental target would be damaged, and the application was returned ... but you should not be too happy. The dean will come by spaceship. It may take another twenty days."

The male scientist sighed, wondering whether it was regretful or frightened. He looked at the experimental target on the stage and said, "To be honest, I can't bear to cut off even one of his hair."

The female scientist was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"This is a work of art." The male scientist looked back and looked at her very seriously. "This is the most perfect work of art in the universe, the slightest damage to him-even if he cut off his nails-are all crime."

The female scientist looked at the experimental target for a long time, and acquiesced in her companion's opinion, saying: "So he cannot be a human being. Even if he does the ten most expensive genetic optimization and then receives the blessing of the priestess, it cannot be so perfect . "

"He is the most perfect artwork, but not perfect. Real perfection is incomplete. The most precise scan found a very small fine line around his eye, probably at the atomic level. You do n’t know in the electron. How beautiful the fine lines are under the microscope lens. "

The male scientist kept talking, his eyes could not help falling on the stage again, and said with emotion: "If he is a living person, I will fall in love with him hopelessly."

The female scientist said: "No matter from which perspective, if he is alive, he should be a male."

The male scientist spread his hands and asked innocently, "Does this matter?"

The laboratory was full of metal, and under the warm light from the blue sky outside the window, it was glowing white, but there was no cold feeling.

There is a metal platform in the middle of the transparent protective cover. A man lying on the platform is perfect in both appearance and body.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and looked at the two scientists outside the shield. There was no emotion in his eyes and he said, "Huh?"

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Xinshi College's retreat is as quiet as its name.

More than a dozen students sat on the floor with their knees closed, eyes closed, and remained in a motionless position for a long time, but their eyelids kept trembling, apparently the eyeballs were turning from time to time, as if they were watching something.

I don't know how long it took, a student opened his eyes, fell a bit uninterestingly on the floor, and tilted his legs and said, "If it wasn't for Zhong Lizi's book, I would definitely not have seen it."

Another student opened his eyes, rubbed his sour neck, and said, "But don't say that she can update 100,000 words a day, at least she can look full?"

The student said earlier, "Capture with consciousness, I can write 600,000 words a day!"

"There was no typo or spoken words, and there was no trace of intelligent modification. She obviously used manual input."

One after another students opened their eyes and joined the discussion.

"Human input actually can write 100,000 words? When did she break the realm? No, even if her realm is improved by three levels, her hand speed cannot be so fast."

"She's in a bad situation at home, she may be in a hurry to make money, or she won't be so pale when she is so young ..."

"She and I are classmates in the first class. It is said that she had problems during the second genetic development."

"It's far away. Don't say that there are more than 100,000 words a day, the key is to look at the content of the story. It's all ages and it's still writing Xiuxian. It's really cliché and boring, just like the title of the book."

"Yes, the name Chao Dao Tian is too common."

"The title of the book and the plot are okay to say, the giant is very cute, ten years old is very painful, and the child looks really pitiful ... It is that the actor is too boring, his face is dead all day, the characters are flat, and he has no character!"

"Yeah!"

With a sound of clear drinking and falling door, a young girl entered the retreat.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a plain robe, with silver hair tied behind her, looking extremely upset, shouting angrily to those students: "Where is the old-fashioned Xiuxian! Where is the old one! One hundred thousand words Still ca n’t stop your mouths! And you, what does it mean to have no personality? You look back and give an explanation, and that explanation is so good, I almost read ... I cried. "

A student couldn't help but said, "But this story is easy to forget the front when you see the back. What good is it even if you explain it later?"

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The silver-haired girl Zhong Lizi was walking down the campus road, and she was a little downcast, and the robes that fluttered with the wind also lost a lot of spirit. At the edge of the cliff at the end of the path, she looked up at the stars that were spinning in the night sky, as well as those high platforms hidden in the clouds, her expression of envy and yearning on her little face.

I didn't know how long it had been, and all the longing and envy turned into exhaustion and helplessness. She jumped down the cliff, and the robe rose with the wind and turned into a dandelion.

After floating for a long time, the light in the sky gradually darkened, and her speed gradually slowed down and landed on the ground.

Compared with the cliff where the college is located and the world hidden in the clouds, the world here is always dark, the lights in the building are so dim, but fortunately not as humid and dirty as described in those eschatology movies. Danger.

She walked into an ordinary apartment building, scanned her back to her home, reached for a glass of water and drank it, then she collapsed on the sofa.

Looking at the closed bedroom door and thinking about today's evaluation of the novel by her classmates, she couldn't help but shouted annoyed: "Everyone said that this novel is boring. Even if you spend money to buy permissions and put them online, it is impossible to make money. Don't expect me to pay! "

There was no response in the bedroom, it was still as quiet as if there was no one. She walked to the door and knocked twice, saying, "Now the school network has been updated to Tong Yan to see Jing Jiu and Liu Ci let them steal the blue sky. The response is still very ordinary. What do you do next? You write later I have already seen it, and there is no climax! Even when I died in March, I was a bit sad. I was so sad that I did n’t cry. The last ascension was so dull that you did n’t have enough pen power! After the ascension, you have to write carefully! "

The door was still closed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The people inside ignored her.

She couldn't help but opened the door forcefully.

A teenager in sportswear and a hat sitting at the window, wondering what he was looking at.

She thought she was a weirdo, and she even wore a hat at home, and said, "I ask you, first tell me, where did he go after he ascended?"

The boy was silent for a while and replied, "Here comes this world."

Zhong Lizi heard this answer, hesitated for a moment, then screamed, holding her head.

"What a mess! This way no one even looks at it! Do you think that the world of Xiuxian and the interstellar era are very fresh! I don't know how many people have written! This so-called theme fusion is the worst choice! Like a freak! How dare you write that! I don't care! You have to change it for me! "

After saying this, she slammed the door shut.

The teenager ignored her reaction and still looked out the window quietly.

It is very low here, far from the starry sky, and only a tiny corner of the universe can be seen.

The stars fell on his face and became a little bit brilliant, beautiful.

Jing Jiu came to this world 1.6 million.

Counting here is twenty days.

He hadn't fully figured out what was going on.

The only certainty is that this is a lower civilization compared to the Chaotian continent.

But the word civilization was only learned when he came here.

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