The experts' arguing in the conference room abruptly ceased, and everyone's gaze fell on Jing Jiu.
They were all bewildered and confused. What was this supposed to mean? Was he planning to fight? One against thirty?
Several experts were displeased by his words, mockery and disdain showing in their eyes, but they said nothing.
Jing Jiu did not care what these people thought. He told the officer, "Separate them."
Soldiers always moved quickly. Before long, the conference room had been divided into eleven small cubicles, ensuring that each expert had one.
Jing Jiu sat in a comfortable upholstered chair, looking at the terminal display, which resembled a giant screen.
Data and documents spanning various fields and disciplines flowed across the light screen like running water, then entered his eyes.
For him, this was a more efficient way to learn, just as it had been at Fruitful Accomplishment Temple and later in the apartment.
Whenever he encountered difficulties in these materials or held a different view, he raised them with the expert in the relevant field, who answered immediately.
His questions and the experts' answers were all conveyed through data, displayed on their respective light screens. There was no need for a means of communication as slow and primitive as sound.
"The distinctive feature of the spores lies in their different molecular structure. They can withstand particularly high temperatures, yet, like the other subspecies, they are also extremely resistant to cold. They remain active even near absolute zero, dying naturally only with the passage of time. Therefore, the range over which a generation of spores can spread through the universe is fixed. The longest recorded distance is ninety-two Capital Planet astronomical units. Of course, this does not include distances traveled through curvature-rate voids while attached to warships."
"Yes, the most regrettable