The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 51: Let you fly for a while first

　　Ancient civilization is indeed extremely developed, able to use stellar energy extremely efficiently, and can completely transform planets.

　　As a product of planetary transformation, there are three famous cracks on the surface of the stargate base, which look like three scars and three petals.

　　 One of the cracks is where the New World College and the Shouer City are located. It is also the only way to the underground laboratory.

　　 There is still a crack on the south side of the equator. The number of ordinary residents is relatively small, and there are few cities. Most of them are related departments of the Star Fleet.

　　Especially the second layer below the earth's crust, is a huge dock for the mooring and maintenance of warships, which is called the exclusive second zone.

　　 There are tens of millions of people living in the exclusive second district. There are many universities and technical colleges, as well as many companies with both military and civilian identities. The largest foreign transshipment company once belonged to the Mo family, but has now been expropriated by the government. I don't know if that Miss Mo Jia has the chance to return to the base affiliated university for further study.

The battleship 　　 Lieyang was moored on the huge dock, looking like a majestic mountain range.

　　In the interstellar age, most of the time, warships will choose to be overhauled in space, and only in very special circumstances will they land on the surface.

　　 Even the residents of the exclusive second zone rarely have the opportunity to see the latest warships at such a close distance. It coincides with the rest day, and many people bring their families to the maintenance base for sightseeing, and by the way, they are on the grassland. The picnic was very lively.

　　Under the cover of the crowd, Jing Jiu wore a newly bought blue sportswear, approached the base, passed several inspection points, and entered the interior of the repair dock building.

　　 In the quiet locker room, he put the blue sportswear into the black backpack, put on the Union school-level officer uniform provided by Ran Donghan, pushed open the heavy metal door, stepped onto the flat ground like a quiet sea, facing Lie The battleship Yang walked away.

　　 Up to now, he has hacked into the military network several times, but he has not touched the deep core. He just left many interceptions at will according to his instinct consciousness, and he could not form effective control. Especially when he heard that faint sigh in the depths of the battleship's network that day, he became more cautious.

　　 Even so, it is still very easy for him to pass the scanning inspection of the Lieyang battleship through the authority in the bracelet.

　　Whether it is in Chaotian Continent or in this world, there are really very few that can stop him, and so far there are only gravitational fields.

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The battleship 　　 Lieyang looks very ordinary in the universe, but it looks extremely huge on the surface. After entering the interior, it is like entering a palace of gods, and it is very easy to feel insignificant.

　　The steady footsteps echoed in the quiet passage, and then gradually merged with more footsteps, finally turning into a drum-like sound.

　　 The battleship living area has become a little noisy. Whether it is an officer or an ordinary soldier, it will always become more humane when eating.

　　 The air is filled with the smell of food, and there are complaints. The officers and soldiers on the Lieyang battleship have been banned for more than ten days. After the battleship landed on the surface, it was even more strictly controlled. It was constantly under investigation by various departments, and it had already been suffocated.

　　 Jing Jiu sits in the corner of the position, the brim of his military hat is very low, and he wears sunglasses.

　　 He can't smell the food, it should be unpalatable based on the color and luster, and he probably understands the source of these complaints.

　　 "If it's not that the program has a problem, what's the matter? Besides, what does this have to do with us lower-level mechanics? What do you do to shut us here?"

　　 "The voice is quieter...ah, sir!"

　　 A few soldiers with oily boots came over with their dinner plates, and they found Jing Jiu's presence very close. They were taken aback and hurriedly saluted.

　　 Jing Jiu had no expression on his face and ignored them.

　　 The mechanic soldiers quickly turned and left. Someone's lingering fears said: "Why is that major like a ghost? Who of you saw someone there just now?"

　　 "If you saw me, would you dare to complain?"

　　 "What is the major sitting there doing?"

　　 "You didn't see the epaulettes? That's from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, maybe they came to investigate that case."

　　 Accompanied by the sound of discussion, more and more soldiers noticed Jing Jiu in the corner, looked at his military uniform epaulettes, and felt the temperament that was like an iceberg from thousands of miles away, thinking that he was sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. How dare to provoke the superior investigating the case.

　　 More and more warship officers and soldiers came to the living quarters. It's on the surface now, and there is no need to be on duty. Everyone comes here to eat. In fact, this is also the requirement of the fleet's self-examination-to eat is to gather names and make sure that everyone is there.

　　A tiny sword light flashed on the dark black lens like night.

　　 Jing Jiu's line of sight passed through the lens, and flicked across every table in the living area.

　　In a very short period of time, he watched everyone, and after filtering once, he started to observe for the second time.

　　 Hundreds of faces flashed in front of his eyes like light and shadow, occasionally stopped, and then moved again.

　　 He found seventeen soldiers who had undergone plastic surgery, and his eyes deepened again, passing through the faces and falling on the facial bones inside.

　　Some of these soldiers have suffered serious facial injuries and require medical plastic surgery, so the bones are mostly repaired, mixed with many alloy materials.

　　 The remaining people are doing most of their bones to change their appearance.

　　 Soon, he determined his suspicion.

　　 An officer sits at an inconspicuous small square table.

　　 The officer was silent and had no companions. He lowered his head and kept eating, not much.

　　 A real strong practitioner does not need to eat.

　　 Jing Jiu thought in his heart.

　　 His sight found that the officer had undergone a bone reduction operation, his appearance was still very ordinary, and a very high-level alloy structure was strengthened in several key areas of the facial bone.

　　The most critical problem is that there is a powerful force hidden in this officer's body.

　　A strong man with this kind of power cannot hold such an ordinary position on a battleship.

　　 So, this person has a problem.

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　　 Hundreds of pictures unfolded in front of Jing Jiu's eyes, and then slowly stacked on top of each other.

　　 He rehabilitated the officer who had undergone plastic surgery in his consciousness according to the usual methods of medical plastic surgery.

　　 Those reinforced alloy structures were removed.

　　Fill in some white materials according to the traces of the cut bone.

　　 Those broken muscle fibers reconnected and strengthened.

　　Thick and uneven facial skin should be smoothed out.

　　 About two minutes later, those hundreds of pictures turned into a brand new face before his eyes.

　　The ring was shining slightly, and he entered the hidden net to find the military database of the dead and began to compare it.

　　 Soon, he got the answer.

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　　 The middle-aged officer ate in silence.

　　 Suddenly, he felt that someone was looking at him, and he was not looking at him with his eyes.

　　 He put the fork in his hand on the dinner plate, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully, raised his head and looked at the opposite side.

　　 A young officer sat opposite him at some point, wearing sunglasses and pressing the brim of his hat, unable to see his face clearly.

　　 "Zhou Keqin?"

　　 "Yes."

　　"Central room confidential staff officer?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 "Where were you when the accident happened that day?"

　　 "I take turns and sleep in the room."

　　"Personal ID?"

　　 "No."

　　 "Someone saw you go to the warehouse."

　　 "That man is lying." The middle-aged officer named Zhou Keqin looked at the other side and said calmly, "I want to ask who you are? You should not be an investigator from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, why did you appear here? Here? Why ask me these questions?"

　　 "You are not Zhou Keqin either." The young officer sitting opposite is naturally Jing Jiu.

　　 I have seen some remote monitoring photos, the middle-aged officer easily guessed his identity, and said in a deep voice, "Then who do you think I am?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Fang Xiang, the former Starlink Fleet Assault Battalion Commander, you are in the upper realm, and you are dead."

　　 The middle-aged officer was silent for a while, and said: "It seems that you have a really good relationship with the priest. You found me so soon."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "If you kill me, you will die."

　　 Fangxiang's eyes are extremely calm, without the slightest fear.

　　"Who is going to die? You could survive the gravitational field that night, how can you escape face to face at this time?"

　　 The voice fell, and an extremely powerful breath burst out from his body.

　　 There was a strong wind in the battleship living area, countless dinner plates were blown to the ground, the leftovers of soup and rice were spilled everywhere, and the greasy taste went through the wind.

　　The officers and soldiers of the fleet didn't even know what was going on~IndoMTL.com~The sirens did not sound, and they subconsciously looked towards the wind.

　　 The small square table has been scattered into pieces, dancing with the wind, Fang Xiang floated into the sky, and countless auras poured into his body continuously.

　　 Jing Jiu stood on the ground, looking through the sunglasses and falling on the person.

　　 Fang Xiang came to the sky and showed his power, only a short period of time passed.

　　 was enough for him to kill this person a dozen times.

　　 but he didn't move.

　　 This is the first time he has encountered a strong practitioner of this civilization, and the opponent is very likely to be related to the ascended one, he wants to observe.

　　 After about one and seven seconds, the observation is over.

　　 His mind moved slightly.

　　 More than ten swords light came out of the body and cut off to the strong military man in the sky.

　　The pale blue light illuminates a corner of the living area.

　　锃!锃!锃!锃!

　　 Dense and crisp cutting sounds sounded.

　　 Fangxiang is not dead.

　　 I don’t know when, his body was covered with a layer of mecha made of dissimilar alloys, and the position of his chest was shining with blue light. I don’t know if it was the processor or the energy center, exuding extremely powerful aura fluctuations.

　　 There are more than a dozen very clear marks on the surface of the mecha.

　　 Those sword lights are just sword intent, not real flying swords, they are lacking in sharpness, and they failed to cut the hard outer layer of the armor. .

　　 Anyway, he is the first person in the world who can block these sword lights.

　　 Jing Jiu felt a little bit interesting, so he took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket.