The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 70: When a mathematician encountered a seemingly simple right and wrong question
About 7 million kilometers outside the golden planet, there is a battleship.
The shape of that battleship is different from most battleships of the Galaxy Alliance. It is irregularly round and looks more like a fortress.
It looks like an asteroid with a diameter of more than 100 kilometers.
The bell is melodious, coming from a very remote place, in fact, humans can't hear it at all.
The sun heard it, and it burst out suddenly, spewing out an unimaginable huge flame, and instantly swallowing the golden planet. The battleship was also affected by the solar storm. The half-opened gravitational field caused fire-like brilliance in the twists and turns of the space, and the light passed through the windows to illuminate the world inside.
The inner space of the battleship is huge, like a real planet.
A simulated sun rises and sets in the sky, illuminating the blue sea and grassland, as well as the humans living in it.
If Jing Jiu, Shen Yunbu, Xilai, and Tan Zhenren were allowed to see the sun, they would be silent for a long time.
Some people were quiet, some yelled, some were silent and sharpened their swords, and some turned around and left.
The sun is an ultra-micronized power furnace, but it has no outer shell and is extremely huge. You can imagine how terrible its power is.
It turns out that human civilization has gone further than imagined.
There is a small island in the deep blue sea, a volcano in the middle of the island, and a hot spring in the volcano.
The Aoyama Patriarch and the girl in a yukata who claimed to be "flying" were drinking and playing chess at the hot springs, deciding the direction of the entire human civilization.
They were still playing the gomoku game.
The four sunspots are already in a line, no way to remedy it can change the outcome of losing.
According to the rules of Gobang, there are many stereotypes that are not allowed, but the position on the board obviously does not belong to those.
The girl in the yukata curled her mouth, blowing her black hair on her forehead like watermelon peel, and said, "Shen Qingshan, you are shameful again."
Neither the people from the Galaxy Alliance nor the Ascendants from Chaotian Continent would directly call the name of Patriarch Qingshan, but she was a special one.
She stretched out her hand and grabbed it at random, shuffled all the pieces on the board, and naturally there was no winner in this round of gobang.
But some things always have a victory or defeat, such as this war between them and Jing Jiu.
The girl suddenly said: "Talking about the real person and Xilai can live."
Master Qingshan said: "Yes."
The girl said: "If Jingyang surrenders, it's okay."
Master Qingshan was silent for a while and said: "Of course."
As his voice fell, a second bell rang from the depths of the distant universe, went up against the solar wind, landed on the surface of the burning fireball, and was hit back.
The bell drove the flames of the sun, swallowed the golden planet again, and then became more violent, drawing this huge battleship into the tongue of flames.
Bihu made waves, and then boiled, giving birth to countless bubbles, and the mist instantly filled the huge hull, filling every corner.
Master Qingshan said: "It seems that what is written in that story is not entirely true. The realm of Taoism is obviously stronger than that of the Bai family."
"If you talk about a real person as timid as a mouse, how can you join hands with him to destroy the foundation of the Bai family?"
The girl stood up and looked at the blue planet far away from the window, and said softly: "This person must be ruthless."
"Even so, he is not our opponent, why dare to ring Jingyun Bell? According to the story, he should continue to hide."
Master Qingshan put away the four black chess pieces, got up and walked to the girl's side, "So I really didn't expect him to appear suddenly and affect this story."
The girl calmly said: "They are fellow villagers, or the same year, comrades-in-arms, just like us."
Master Qingshan was silent for a while, and said: "It makes sense."
On the surface, the wind is calm and quiet, but in fact there are countless dangers hidden. The storm is surging, and the dark sea produces waves.
The bell sounded for the third time, and it fell on the sun, igniting a larger amount of light plasma, and using the gravitational force of the golden planet, it turned into a light arrow and hit the warship.
The gravitational field device of the battleship still has not entered a fully activated state, because it is necessary to ensure that the gods go to the other side of the distant universe to monitor the situation on the battlefield.
Master Qingshan flicked his finger, countless sword lights came out of the body, cutting away the hot and blazing light pulp, chopped into countless pieces, like fireflies, scattered.
"He is a sword of all things, and a weapon left by the gods, but no matter what kind of existence it is, it is a death after all. He is used to calculating things in thinking, but he does not understand the truth of the endless calculation power and the endless world."
He retracted his gaze, looked at the mess of chess pieces on the chessboard, and said: "Even if he takes all of this into account, it will be a losing end in the end."
The girl said: "I don't like to hear such words, but it is true."
The bell continued to ring, and the sun became more and more violent, and the light plasma was like that, but it didn't hurt the warship at all, so it faded away, like an echo at the funeral.
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More than 10,000 warships spewed bright flames and flew toward the outside of the foggy galaxy, looking like a torrent of burning flying swords.
Those ascendants ignored the extremely cold universe, left their warships, and flew towards the asteroid belt at high speed, looking like dozens of bright stars.
The development of human civilization to this day is really quite great, just like the picture at this time, it can be called the shining stars.
The only thing that is somewhat boring is that the enemy humans have to deal with today is Jing Jiu.
With a soft click, an unimaginable huge wave was set off in the ocean of his consciousness, and the procedural talisman exuded a clear light, as if it had condensed into a real light circle, which was wrapped around his wrist, ankle, and neck.
These apertures are the new Heavenly Sword.
The Chengtian Sword is specially used to restrain all things.
A strange breath wave oscillated in the depths of the universe, invading Jing Jiu's Dao Heart from the outside and inside, and began to resonate with every minute part of his body, forming an extremely strong, locked-in connection.
The breath and resonance formed an unimaginable magnificent force that controlled his body, making him unable to even extend a middle finger.
"I will try my best to keep your self-awareness." Huaxi said to him.
When she said this, there was no emotional change on the little girl's face, but her eyes were a little bright, which seemed to be a little believable.
Jing Jiu didn't pay attention. He lowered his head to think about some very important things.
The game arranged by Qingshan Patriarch and Huaxi's shot made him somewhat unexpected.
Unexpected is not the same as completely unexpected.
He has counted hundreds of millions of chess pieces on the Battleship Lieyang for so many days, how could he not count these?
These may all be in the mathematical model, and he has made corresponding plans, but the probability is too low, and he thinks less.
The main problem is that he is too confident.
The ring is the civilization crystallization of Chaotian Continent and Galaxy Alliance, the highest-level artifact, just like Shen Yunbui, but it is not his most vigilant new Heavenly Sword.
The Xinchengtian Sword is not a ring, or handcuffs, or bracelet, or even a physical object. It is a procedure.
Master Qingshan actually became a programmer, who can think of it?
Of course he will not admit defeat.
According to the mathematical model established in advance, he now has a 7% chance of victory.
If Xi Lai wakes up, it is 17%.
If Cao Yuan wakes up suddenly, he can add another three percentage points.
If Xue Ji was found according to his initial thoughts through today's events, how could the probability of victory exceed 40%.
Of course, if Tan Zhenren can kill the ancestor in the ancestor star, it is 100%.
Unfortunately, it seems that the old talk has not succeeded. Fortunately, he must have hidden countless ways to save his life, and there is no need to worry about his life or death.
Now he only needs to worry about his life or death.
It's not life and death in a chess game, it's true life and death.
Countless grains of extremely tiny, spore-like golden light spilled out of Jing Jiu's body, which was the most subtle component of Xian Qi.
This shows that his Dao Xin has fallen, unable to control his body and even the immortal energy in his body, but under the shackles of the Heavenly Sword, he can't leave at all, and he can't even move. It looks like ancient myths and legends. Here, those immortal monarchs who were tied to the Zhanxian Platform by the Heavenly Court, waiting to be slashed by thousands of swords.
The sky is full of stars gathering at high speed, like the reverse picture of the Big Bang.
Those stars are warships and powerful ascenders.
There are the ancestors of Zen Buddhism, there are Chenwushan stone people, and there are many famous figures in the history of Chaotian mainland practice. Yes, this story has developed to this stage, and even these great figures can often only appear before us collectively in the form of the four words "Ascendants".
Jing Jiu, who was covered in fairy mist, became more and more clear in their sight.
The emotions in their sight are getting more and more complicated.
The strongest Ascender in Chaotian Continent lowered his head, as if he had fallen asleep.
He is losing his final sense of autonomy, becoming a new Jingyang real person, a brand-new star-level weapon, or a dead man.
At this moment, Xilai's voice rang: "Real man, do you think I can be eternal?"
His voice is no longer so sincere, cheerful and sunny, without any mood swings, and very indifferent.
His face no longer has a smile, there is no expression, as if he has changed back to the previous statue.
This question is inexplicable, especially at this time, but he asked very seriously.
It's like a teenager with good character and academics asking his mother if he can read the physics book for the next three years first.
Jing Jiu answered very seriously~IndoMTL.com~ Even if his consciousness is a little confused at this time, he will soon die.
"Yes."
Although he was serious, he didn't think about it for too long, and he could even say without thinking, and gave the answer in the flashlight.
Xilai looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Real man, you still like to lie so much."
One person asks inexplicably and earnestly, and one person answers inexplicably and earnestly.
Huaxi looked westward, somewhat surprised.
General Li looked west, slightly cold.
The Green Mountain Patriarch in the starry sky also looked to the west, with some appreciation.
Jing Jiu looked at Xilai's eyes and said, "No."
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