The Path Toward Heaven

Zhong Lizi noticed that his expression was normal and his breathing didn't change. He couldn't help but feel envious, and asked, "How many levels are you now?"

The practice of this world is divided into several realms. Most of the people on the side of the New World College are in the first realm, that is, the realm of watching fire.

The view of fire is subdivided into twelve levels.

Jing Jiu knew this from his computer and books. Looking at the looming battleship, he thought that he should keep a low profile, and said, "Eleventh level?"

Zhong Lizi looked at him enviously and said, "Professors in Xinshi College are around ten, not to mention students. You are a genius no matter where you are."

Jing Jiuxin thought this was a fact and could not deny it.

Wherever she speaks, she refers to the Underground Block, Xinshi College and above.

He thinks about the universe and the rising continent.

After entering Xinshi College, Zhong Lizi took him to the school office first, and applied for a hearing qualification on behalf of a relative.

Jing Jiu stretched out his bracelet for identity registration, and received the campus audit certificate and the most important library card.

With a library card, he can go to the library to access the internal database and retrieve the textbooks and books he wants to learn.

A bell came from a building in the distance, and Zhong Lizi took him to the front of the library, gave a few notes, and hurried to class.

Just two steps after she ran out, she thought of a sudden stop and turned to look at him and said, "You don't want to walk around, I'll come over at noon to take you to the cafeteria for dinner."

She ran a little faster, stopped a little faster, turned a little faster, and her silver hair floated like this.

Just like the rotating stars in the universe.

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Xinshi College's library is much smaller than Jingjiu imagined, at least smaller than Shiyuefeng's library. I don't know how many times.

He soon understood why.

Library computers and lending terminals can store a lot of books. This seems to be more advanced than Chaotian Continent. However, those electronic books can only show three-dimensional composition, but they ca n’t retain the author ’s sword, pen, and mind. After all, Not as good.

Jing Jiu thought so, took out a book borrowing card, obtained a reading terminal, found a quiet and remote reading room, and sat down.

He went through five scans from entering the library to the lending terminal to entering the reading room.

Those scans are difficult to avoid, and if he doesn't want to be scanned, he can only break through the wall. The real problem is that the buildings here are too structured. People live and act on their own routes in the inherent area. There are no mountains, lakes, seas, or even few trees and stones. What can he play?

Like he thought in that lab when he first came to this world, was it going to become a wastebasket?

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The reading terminal itself is also a computer, but it is connected to the database in the library of Xinshi College, which can retrieve information at any time.

Countless rays of light are generated from the terminal, superimposed on each other to form a light curtain, emitting soft and not hurting eyes, forming patterns and text.

Jing Jiu's finger moved quickly on the terminal, bringing out numerous afterimages, and he didn't know what to press.

The patterns and text on the light curtain are also changing at an unimaginable speed. If someone stares at the light curtain in the reading room at this time, they can only see countless light bands, even those who are extremely high-level practitioners. Clear the above.

The data is constantly changing, and the picture is connected to light. In a short time, he has read hundreds of books and periodicals.

He is still a bit slow, because many of the content in those books and periodicals are duplicates, and more of them are useless information.

According to the library's self-introduction, the database here contains 38 million textbooks, which translates into more than 10,000 T bytes of data information.

T means terabytes, he learned.

If at this speed, how long does it take to see all the data here?

Jing Jiu spread his sword knowledge, confirming that no one around noticed it, the scanning wave was still ahead, and stretched out his fingers towards the window on the door of the reading room. A sword came out of his fingers, and there was a layer of seemingly airlessness on the window. If at this time someone looked in from the outside, he could only see that he was recording against the light curtain.

The sword touched the window glass and spread out, forming a sword array between the few breaths to isolate the outside world, leaving only a gap for the high-speed optical cable that transmitted data.

After doing these things, he directly cut off the connection between the data optical cable and the reading terminal, and then held it in his hand.

If Zhao Layue was here at this time, he might find some slight changes in his palm.

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and began to read the data from the optical cable.

Reading is actually not very accurate, it should be absorption.

It's not very accurate, it should be coming.

The innumerable mass of data, like the tide, kept entering his body, and even if his consciousness was as unfathomable as the sea, some waves were created.

The spray was white, and his face paled slightly.

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"What happened?"

Looking at the warning signs displayed in the database, the teachers of the Xinshi College Library looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, the doors of the reading rooms in the library were opened, and the students walked out, asking why the terminal malfunctioned.

The lights in the hall did not flicker, and no sparks were generated, but a strange and tense atmosphere gradually permeated.

I don't know which information node finally can't withstand the impact of massive data, so I'm disconnected.

If the database has a soul, it must be secretly relieved at this time.

The door of a reading room opened without wind. I don't know who left.

The data cable hangs on the ground, like a dead snake, without any breath.

Jing Jiu walked out of the library, stood on the stone steps, and looked up at the sky, watching the looming figure of the battleship behind the blue sky and white clouds, there was a regret deep in his eyes.

Absorbing knowledge, especially knowledge that has not been touched, is really interesting.

When he first arrived in Qingshan that year, he was taken by his brother to Shiyuefeng to read several books and read all the books in Qingshan.

Since then, he has rarely been as happy as he is today. Because it was too interesting, he was immersed in it, absorbed faster and faster, the channel capacity of the data cable can still be supported, the database was read too much, and the core of the operation was unable to support it first.

To be on the safe side, he should leave first at this time, but thinking about Zhong Lizi saying that he would have lunch with himself, he stayed in place.

It didn't take long for Zhong Lizi to run over from the teaching building, came to the stone steps, and held her hands on her knees for a while, panting, and said, "I heard that something happened to the library?"

Jingjiu didn't understand why she had such a severe blood disease, but was running around, calmly said, "I don't know."

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The cafeteria of Xinshi College is not far from the library. Zhong Lizi talked about the library for a while and found that he really didn't know it. He felt boring. He suddenly stopped and looked at him and asked, "Would you like to meet with my classmates? If they know you, It's the avenue ... "

Jing Jiu didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and refused directly: "No."

Zhong Lizi was more boring and said, "Okay."

The two walked into the cafeteria and many people watched it.

Jing Jiu covered his head with a sportswear hat, and naturally, Zhong Lizi's silver hair attracted attention.

These days, many people at Xinshi College know that she has written a book and also knows about her family.

Those sights were astonished, sympathetic, mocking, and scornful. The students only knew that her parents were dead, and her second genetic modification failed, as if there was something wrong, but based on privacy regulations, no one could inquire. She was surprised because she had never come to the cafeteria before.

"I thought I was a princess who didn't eat the fireworks on earth, and looked down on the food of our mortals. It turned out to be poor."

There was a table in the distance with four girls around. A girl looked at this and laughed and said, the other three girls laughed out loud, and another girl sneered: "I used to look at her coldness and thought she was going to be a priest."

These discussions were not loud and would not fall into Zhong Lizi's ears, but those laughter and unobtrusive sight naturally made her understand what happened.

She didn't respond, and took Jing Jiu to the corner and sat down.

Jing Jiu naturally listened to all the arguments clearly and ignored them.

Zhong Lizi let him sit down and go to cook himself.

Looking at this scene, people are even more curious, thinking who is the guy who covers his face with a hat? Actually let Zhong Lizi do these things for him?

The rice dish is not the cheapest nutritional block ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but the real vegetables and fried steak.

Jing Jiu eats everything, whether she eats or not. Thinking of her kindness, she nodded and expressed her gratitude.

At this time, a young girl hesitated for a while and then came to the table, watching Zhong Lizi stop talking.

Zhong Lizi looked up at her and said, "What is it?"

With tears in her eyes, the young girl said shamefully, "Lee, I'm sorry ... I said something about your childhood when I was a kid. I didn't expect those people to hear."

Zhong Lizi smiled and said, "Fool, can I still blame you?"

The girl listened to this and immediately relieved her heart and said sorry to her chest, so she left.

Zhong Lizi removed the hair rope from her wrist, tied her silver hair, and asked, "Lu Shui shallow, elementary and junior high school student, what do you think?"

Jing Jiu said, "She is lying."