In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 113 Extremely precious monastic resources!
The desert temperature is low at night, which is very suitable for X-armor combat.

Wang Jixuan put on the X-armor after basic maintenance, turned on the stealth mode, and quietly walked on the sand.

The plane landed beneath a sand dune, also maintaining optical stealth.

Wang Jixuan deliberately moved a little closer, shortening the distance to almost two hundred meters, then he lay down on the sand dune and released his spiritual awareness.

No hindrance!

Taoist priest Wang made a magic gesture and his spiritual consciousness formed an image. A fairly clear scene inside the cabin emerged in his mind.

It’s Aunt Dragonfly!
This middle-aged woman is wearing a dirty nightgown and has no makeup on her loose face, creating a negative sexual tension.

She was pacing back and forth in the narrow cabin, obviously a little anxious.

Her two team members were also under Wang Jixuan's spiritual surveillance at this moment.

The young-looking woman had a graceful figure and pretty face. The desert-style bra and gauze long skirt highlighted her curvy figure. The veil on her face was purely decorative and could not cover her three-dimensional facial features. Her wheat-colored skin made her look even sexier.

Her name is Shaman.

——On the tablet next to it, there are the portraits of Auntie Dragonfly, Shaman, Treeman Beta, and Bearded Man, and some simple information. Bearded Manded Man’s portrait is gray, indicating that he is a captive.

And that tree man Beta...

Taoist Wang's eyes lit up.

Tree demon!

No, it seems that this is not a tree demon, but a human who was infused with spiritual energy, which stimulated a strange attribute, making this guy a half-human, half-tree demon...

Huh? How did you do that?
The explanation that Wang Jixuan had come across before about [various mutated psychics have animal signs] was that the psychics showed certain characteristics because the blade beasts had various "genes".

But based on Wang Jixuan's current understanding, this theory should be wrong.

Why would the Blade Beast absorb the gene pool of the Tree?

Are flowers and plants a threat to them?
This is obviously unreasonable.

What made Wang Jixuan's eyes light up at this moment was not the strange appearance of the tree man Beta, but the branches that the tree man Beta kept cutting off.

what is this?
A psychic similar to a tree demon! His own aura is so strong that it is as much as forty or fifty [Zheng]! The bark and branches on his body must be extremely full of spiritual energy!

The blade beast's active blood soaked in ordinary paper has greatly increased the power of the talisman;

If I could get these tree barks, turn them into paper, and make talismans...

Later, refining medicine and elixirs will also require some spiritual juice for blending, and wood-attributed refining tools also require this kind of bark...

This is a valuable resource that can be moved!
It is simply a spirited herb that jumped out from the ruins of the fairyland, and an old crooked tree that has just transformed and is full of spiritual power in the deep mountains and forests!
Previously, Mane Bear only told Zheng Shiduo that his A-level teammate was useless, but he did not specify in what aspect.

Is this trash?

It's obvious that a group of psychics are wasting resources!
Wang Jixuan was eager.

He also didn't expect that under such difficult training conditions, he could discover such precious resources!
Taoist Wang almost used his magic power and burst out all the energy of the X-armor to rush forward to eliminate the demons and protect the tree of kindness!

However, he still has a bottom line.

Wang Jixuan controlled his emotions, marked the tree man Beta, and wrote a line of notes behind it.

[Must be captured alive to mass produce the key material for the Demon-Breaking Dagger].

Instructor Hei received it simultaneously.

"I have actually abused my power for personal gain one day."

Wang Jixuan smiled embarrassedly and continued to stare at Aunt Dragonfly walking around.

Just a necessary adjustment.

Aunt Dragonfly kept cursing for more than ten minutes before finally getting to the point.

……

"These old bastards! They even said that it was our mistakes at work that led to the annihilation of the Inquisition team!"

Aunt Dragonfly did not mention the fact that she had used smoke to convey the message to the bear, and she cursed and shouted:

“They were obviously ambushed!
"Haven't they figured out the old devil Fu Jian's style of doing things? Are all their minds filled with rice and rice communism? Have they forgotten that fifty years ago, Fu Jian led his army into the Psychic City and installed a nuclear bomb right in front of them!
"A bunch of old fools, the older they get, the more foolish they become! We are a survey group, not a combat group! Damn it! They even asked us to give Fortress No. 82 a heavy hammer. Who do they think they are? Are they fucking blade beasts? Fuck!"

Shaman couldn't help but raise her hand to support her forehead: "Captain, stop scolding, our conversation will be automatically uploaded."

"Kill me if they can! Do you think I am unpopular in the Natural Faction? This bunch of ruling scum!"

The tree man Beta asked weakly: "Are we really going to target this fortress?"

"Targeting ass! Take a vacation!"

Aunt Dragonfly sat down angrily, lit a cigarette, and began to think carefully.

No matter how much you curse, you still have to find a way to get through this mission without leaving any evidence.

The tree man Beta got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of drink. He carefully handed it to Aunt Dragonfly and asked in a low voice: "Captain, do we still need to rescue the bear?"

"There's something wrong with the bear's brain. It seems that he was brainwashed by them using high-tech equipment."

Auntie Dragonfly took out her tablet and browsed through it carefully for a while. When she finished her cigarette, she muttered:
“This is a fire pit, we could have gotten out early, but the capture of the bear brought us back.

"The current situation is not favorable for the Psychic City.

"There was a psychic attack inside Fort 82. A senior researcher named Nagi Hamayama used a psychic to control the garrison commander. When the half-man mecha group ambushed and besieged the Judgement Squadron, the Thirteenth Institute Headquarters sent an order for Nagi Hamayama to control the garrison commander of 82 and order several missiles carrying electromagnetic pulse warheads to be fired at the half-man mecha ambush point.

"The missile was shot down halfway... Did these people just give orders on the spur of the moment? Can you beat the frontline troops with missiles?

"Then, D5 dispatched a task force, using a new model of mecha to directly level the Psychic House inside Fortress No. 82.

"Nagi Hamanaka was slow to react, leaving behind a large amount of evidence, including evidence that they had directly mentally controlled the commander of the garrison at Fort 82.

"If you were the devil commander-in-chief, what would you do?
“He must be taking this opportunity to cause trouble!
"They are right to begin with, and this matter can greatly stimulate the empathy of the major war zones. If the pan-war zones unite again, the Psychic City will go from being in an advantageous position to being in a disadvantageous position against humans.

"However, this information can also lead to a question."

"What's the problem?" asked the tree man Beta.

"Fu Jian is dying," Auntie Dragonfly said with a complicated look, "This old devil is about to collapse. He will definitely attack the Psychic City. Everyone knows this."

Shaman asked worriedly, "Is humanity going to have another civil war?"

"It's not again. This is just a continuation of the war that happened fifty years ago."

Aunt Dragonfly frowned and said:
"We can't control this, and it's not something that A- and B-level psychics can worry about. Finding a way to get out of this situation is the most important thing.

"The specific order we received from above was to investigate the specific events that occurred inside Fort 82. This is our job and we must do it well.

"The other one is for us to take revenge." The tree man Beta asked in a low voice: "Then, should we follow the second order?"

"As usual, vote."

Aunt Dragonfly said simply:

"Based on the principle of seniors helping juniors, I must make it clear to you that once we cross this boundary and directly attack innocent humans, there will be two consequences.

“First, we have become executioners and will be on the military’s kill list.

“This list has always existed. Don’t think that the military in various places is doing nothing. They are just enduring.

“Secondly, after our hands are stained with blood, we will become a team that the Spirit Management Council trusts. We will be able to obtain more resources, and I may also receive their resource training, which means they will create some clones for me to devour. Then I will have the hope of being promoted to S-level, and your future development in the Psychic City will also be better.

"At least, I won't be assigned all kinds of troublesome tasks like now, and I have to place detectors in the caves of those king-level blade beasts."

Shaman and the tree man Beta were both a little hesitant.

Shaman rested her slender arms on the table and lowered her head to think.

The tree man Beta whispered, "I'll vote against it. We're just doing our job. I don't have much fighting power. Any soldier with a bucket of gasoline can set me on fire."

"My abilities are detection and prediction," Shaman sighed, feeling somewhat entangled. "I'll just live one day at a time. I've never thought about making a name for myself. It's good to hang out with the captain."

"Tsk," Aunt Dragonfly frowned and looked up, "What are you looking at me with? I'm not a lesbian."

Shaman rolled her eyes and said, "Captain, you have no men who like you, but I have suitors."

Aunt Dragonfly gave her the middle finger.

"Okay, the ticket is two to one. From now on, we will just do the investigation work... Let's take a break first. Shaman will be responsible for the fuzzy detection, and I will send some drones out."

Aunt Dragonfly muttered a little regretfully:

"Our humanoid probe hasn't returned yet. That's really inconvenient."

……

A few minutes later.

After placing the surveillance drone, Wang Jixuan met with Instructor Hei, briefly chatted about his experiences, and asked a few common sense questions.

"The Naturalist from the Psychic City?"

The black instructor smiled and said:
“This sect is actually very simple. They worship nature and believe that blade beasts are part of nature. They draw strength from blade beasts, which is to ask for strength from nature, and then they will conquer nature, protect nature, and dominate this planet again.

"The counterpart of the naturalists is the ruling party, which, as the name suggests, wants to rule over mankind.

"The ideas of the Naturalists and the Rulers were formed about seventy years ago. The two sides were originally able to compete with each other, but as the method of [A Dies, A Rises] was explored, the unscrupulous Rulers quickly overwhelmed the Naturalists, which led to the rebellion and war more than fifty years ago.

"The Naturalists are ostracized in the Psionic Capital, but they are still numerous, and there are also several SS-level psionicists. They generally tend to support the local defense forces and believe that the fortress is the main carrier of current human civilization."

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Instructor Hei taught a little more knowledge: "In addition to the ruling faction and the natural faction, there is now a new faction called the beast god faction."

"Ah? The Beast God Sect?"

"They think that the Blade Beasts are a high-level civilization and that humans are inferior. The invasion of the Blade Beasts can essentially help our civilization evolve rapidly, so we should embrace this evolution and then gradually... integrate into the Blade Beasts' civilization."

"Ah? These are spies raised by a group of Mimic Blade Beasts, right?"

"Hehehe."

Instructor Hei smiled amiably, and greeted the mother of the Beast God Sect, and continued:
"Before, we just thought these bastards were possessed. Later, you reminded Ling Tong that blade beasts have souls hidden in their crystal cores. The problem has become a little complicated. But now the biggest trouble is still the ruling faction."

"Do warriors still have the habit of wearing blade beast crystal cores now?"

"It has been banned, not just in our war zone."

"That's good," Wang Jixuan thought carefully for a while, with some thought in his eyes.

Wang Jixuan asked: "Then do we still need to kill this investigation team?"

"Not for now. It depends on their subsequent performance. It's okay to just investigate. Fortress No. 82 itself doesn't have any secrets."

The black instructor leaned close to him and whispered:
"You hesitated in your words, could it be that... you have taken a fancy to that little girl named Shaman?
"I looked at the scan data. This girl has a very low body fat percentage, the fat is relatively concentrated, and her frame is relatively thin. She should have a great figure.

"Our military is also very jealous of this kind of psychic with detection ability. We can use the beauty trap if necessary. I will help you explain to Lingtong."

"Don't be ridiculous. I am a complete conservative."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips and frowned:
"It's the tree man Beta, I'm quite interested."

"Ah?" Instructor Black was shocked. "You have this habit? I said that your sudden note to the tree man was wrong! But this habit is indeed a bit niche!"

"No, sir, what are you imagining?"

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to support his forehead:
"He can help me with some research!"

"You scared me. I thought Zheng Shiduo was already the pinnacle of the new perverts that have emerged in recent years, and you are still above him."

The black instructor laughed.

His robotic arm vibrated a few times, and a simple radar chart popped up.

"Well, your reward for this operation has arrived. Don't let the mechanical bugs get too close to this side, lest they discover you. Go get it yourself. The location is shared with the armor you received."

"Okay, uncle, you can continue to rest. I can keep an eye on the plane."

"Don't you need sleep?"

"I have my own unique way of sleeping, part of my alien heritage."

Wang Jixuan pointed his finger at the side of the helmet, and the shield closed automatically. He turned around and crawled out of the supply station, running in the desert with his body crouched low.

"Hey hey hey."

Instructor Black thought of something interesting.

He turned on the music player on his head, which transmitted the notes directly to his brain. He also turned on two monitors, one of which was staring at the invisible aircraft not far away, and the other shared the perspective of the Wang Ji Xuan X armor.

By the way, the black instructor's fingers kept tapping in the air, handling various matters.

He was looking forward to the moment when Wang Jixuan opened the reward.

"Young man, can't I control you now?"

"No man can refuse this gift, no one."

(End of this chapter)