The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 55: Who can bring light to darkness?

This warship has an information shielding system. If it finds signs of intrusion, it will automatically cut off.

The housekeeper and all the servants have unerasable thought marks in their spiritual world.

The housekeeper suddenly made a betrayal and wanted to kill her young master, and she didn't understand why she did it. There was only one explanation.

Someone touched her mind.

The answer is clear.

Shen Yunbu was silent for a while, and asked: "Although I am not very obedient and a little crazy, but it is not a shame to him, why did he kill me?"

The housekeeper said: "The master didn't mean to kill you. I just wanted to make you obedient. Don't run around and make some bad friends."

Shen Yunbuy's voice became a bit cold, and said: "I have no hands or feet now, can I just lock it up?"

The housekeeper said calmly: "Yes."

Of course, people who have no hands or feet can be locked up well. They don't need a cell at all. They only need an urn or a vat or a bucket.

This kind of story has happened more than once in history and even in the real history.

Shen Yunbu sighed thinking that Jing Jiu was using a bucket to pack himself up and down.

With this sigh, the female housekeeper's eyes became a little blurred, but she recovered her calm the next moment.

She lifted her hair to reveal a wire in her ear, and said: "All the service staff have made a brain wave barrier. Master, you don't have to try to control your mind. That will consume too much and is not conducive to your recovery."

Shen Yunbu stared into her eyes without speaking.

Papa, pop, countless blasts and sparks splashed in the silent operating room.

In the chaos, the plasma beam knife turned silently and stabbed the housekeeper under the ribs.

With a soft bang, a handleless sharp weapon like a flying sword slipped from the sleeve of the female housekeeper, cutting off the generating end of the plasma beam knife, and then calmly touching the top of Shen Yun's buried head.

The humans of the Galaxy Alliance cannot practice the Taoism like the humans of Chaotian Continent, nor can they fly with the sword, but they can also practice and can control the sword, but in a different way.

This housekeeper has served the father and son of the Shen family for many years.

Now Shen Yunbu has only one head left. He can only attack the opponent with sword sense, or manipulate nearby equipment to attack. No matter how it looks, it looks like a dying struggle, revealing a feeling of despair and anger.

Of course, if it is normal, even if the housekeeper is a strong person at the beginning of the night, it is extremely difficult to break the protection of Shen Yunbu.

The problem was that he had just cut a small slit in his strongest protective cover of the brain with a plasma beam knife.

The housekeeper's sword is there, you can pierce it in at any time, and stir his brain into a small ball of bean curd.

The door to the room opened, and a dozen staff in black uniforms walked in.

They cut off all channels in the room, whether it was energy channels or information channels.

Then they moved everything out, whether it was surgical equipment or tables and chairs.

Then they made some simple physical barriers, replaced the electric light curtains with cotton curtains, and hung them on the windows.

Finally, the housekeeper put away the flying sword, took off the silver nails from his earlobes somewhat rudely, and led everyone out of the room.

With the humming sound, a light blue light expanded from a point into a ball, and quickly disappeared into the space.

That is the Sig Scattering screen where the gravitational field generator is officially activated.

Nothing seems to happen in the room, in fact it has been isolated into a completely independent world.

It was dark.

The lighting equipment in the room has been taken away.

Shen Yun was immersed in the solution, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When doing body modification, for some reason, he didn't give up feeling, so he could feel the pain too, but the sensitivity was lowered a lot.

When the Topaz III planet eroded the space crack, when he encountered the explosion on the sea floor, when his body was completely destroyed, he felt pain, but he didn't take it seriously. But I don't know why, the housekeeper tore her earlobe when she tore off the silver earrings, but the pain was so real.

He wanted to reach out and touch his earlobe, only to remember that he had no hands. He felt that his heart was a little empty or it might be painful. He wanted to reach out and rub it. Then he remembered that he really didn't have a hand, and that he had no heart many years ago. Are humans without hearts still humans? Of course, but the heartache is a bit inexplicable.

The dark world is not terrible, he has long been used to it.

He can also see the light that others can't see, such as the residual discharge of the plasma beam knife, such as the scattering of the edge of the closed curved ring of the gravitational field.

From this point of view, it is not particularly tragic to have no heart, no heart, no hands.

He seemed to thank the old man for not removing his eyes kindly.

Oh, these eyes are precious.

Of course, even if you goug his eyes and let him enter the real dark world, it won't make him feel scared.

He is a true monk. He has pursued his own way since he was a child. The firmness of the Taoist heart is completely inversely proportional to the appearance of madness. He just thinks that he may become a head in a barrel, like those women in the urn. Waiting for the end of time to come, waiting for the arrival of the observer, I feel sick.

How can I get rid of the current predicament? He needs to break the gravitational field that envelopes the entire battleship. If he has a hand...well, okay, he once again thought that he had no hands, so he could only control the thoughts of those servants by sword knowledge. The question was how could the opponent be able to control the servants. Unexpectedly, I wore information shielding equipment long ago.

Speaking of the word wearable, who did I talk to recently?

There is only one possibility left now, that is, the instantaneous crack in the tide of the gravitational field sends a message for help to the outside world.

Ask for help is naturally to find people who are willing to help oneself. According to the common saying of human beings, such people are called friends.

The problem is, I have no friends.

Shen Yunbu looked at the dark room, felt the taste of isolation, thought of this very fatal problem, and then naturally thought of Jing Jiu.

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The black battleship with a strange shape and more like a space antenna disappeared into the universe, letting the light cast by the distant stars disappear into the void.

Jing Jiu retracted his gaze, looked west and asked, "Are you always on that mining star?"

Xi said: "Yes, Li Chunyang found me. Even if there is no ultra-micro nuclear power furnace, I am not his opponent."

Jing Jiu said: "There are very few people who can comprehend that everything is one."

Xilai reminded: "His sword training is not as good as yours, but this is a new world after all."

Jing Jiu's gaze fell on his arms and said, "Is it hurt badly?"

Xilai raised his hands, looked for a moment in the faint light of the star outside the window, and said: "Still getting used to it."

He didn't answer Jing Jiu's question head-on, because the battle on Mine Star and the subsequent events were so painful that he didn't want to recall.

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't expect you to become the commander of the fleet."

Xi said: "Hello, Mr. Counselor."

If the people in Chaotian Continent knew that these two indifferent and disregarded sword immortals actually became officials, they would probably find it ridiculous, and then a little at a loss.

"It's not the same, I am the head of Qingshan." This is Jing Jiu's explanation.

The Kirishima line had an unsolvable feud with the Qingshan Sect, and Xilai suffered a big loss in the hands of General Li, and there was no reason to help the Qingshan Sect.

"I think what he said makes sense, the problem of the sea of ​​dark objects will eventually be solved." Said Xi.

The light curtain in the room lights up, and a picture of real-time news appears. The Alliance fleet is helping the people on the vacation star to evacuate. Although the space crack was successfully buried and eroded by Shen Yun, the earthquake and subsequent secondary disasters still killed many tourists and people.

There is chaos in the picture. Although the satellite lens is very far apart and cannot receive the sound, the fear of the people can be clearly felt.

"Ordinary people can have fun~IndoMTL.com~Don't worry about the sea of ​​dark things, because it is three hundred years later, they can only live for more than two hundred years at most."

Xilai looked at the chaos on the planet and continued: "But we are different. We can live for tens of thousands of years or even longer. We stand taller than ordinary humans and live longer, so we have to consider These questions."

Jing Jiu said: "You have more words than before."

Xi said: "You too."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and asked, "Who is the messenger?"

Xi said: "The installation of the gravitational field should be related to the Ran family. The executors are the pastoralists. The leader of the pastoralists is a mysterious old man who claims to be a Qiming man."

Jing Jiu said; "Inspire people's wisdom and bring light?"

Xi said: "No, he wants to start a new civilization."

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