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

Chapter 117 Illiterate, but knows the art of war

A familiar cabin environment appeared on the big screen in the courtroom.

Wang Jixuan in front of the projection screen immediately discovered that this background was about 70% similar to the cabin background that appeared when Aunt Dragonfly was communicating with the bear...

Probably the same model?
At this moment, the plane is flying, while Aunt Dragonfly's car is stationary and hiding in the desert.

A beautiful figure appeared in the picture. It was a woman wearing a mask, a burgundy evening dress and flaming red lips. She was holding a glass of red wine and sitting elegantly in front of the camera, with a slight sneer on her red lips.

Her lips kept opening and closing, as if she was saying something, and her sneer and cold eyes made people shudder.

Just ...

"No sound?"

Zhou Zhengde asked the technician in the corner.

The technician shouted quickly: "They can hear us over there! Captain Zhou! I just fought back against their invasion and damaged their equipment. I will fix it for them right away..."

The woman who kept talking was stunned for a moment, turned her head and said something to the side, who seemed to be making technical adjustments as well.

Some laughter from the elderly people was heard in the courtroom.

The four people in the dock looked embarrassed.

In the temporary supply station, Instructor Hei also laughed and scolded Wang Jixuan:

"A bunch of idiots! You want to rule the world? You don't even know how to perform a cyber attack! Hahaha!"

Taoist Wang smiled but said nothing.

Finally, normal conversation sounds were heard from the projection screen.

The woman in an evening gown and a mask said in a cold voice:

“It’s really hard for all of you to gather together and judge us psykers and researchers without permission.

"My name is Mo Feng. You have just shown me my photo, but the things you said about the Spiritual Management Committee and the Judgment Committee are so childish and ridiculous, like third-rate comics bought at street stalls, full of conspiracy theories and your own imagination. Can't you open your eyes and see the world?
"I am from... the Dark Dawn terrorist organization, and I have nothing to do with the Psionic City. The revenge that my team and I will inflict on you will not have any political intentions. We simply dislike you."

"be opposed to!"

Zhou Zhengde raised his hand decisively and asked in his deep and powerful voice:

"Dark Dawn does not exist on our registration list!"

Mo Feng immediately said: "This is a new organization and has not yet been registered."

"Objection! You just want to excuse the Spiritual Management Committee and prevent us from retaliating against the actual controller of the Spiritual Management Committee, because there is no organization that allows terrorist organizations to register!"

Zhou Zhengde sighed:

"Besides, terrorists won't call themselves a terrorist organization, just like you wouldn't say you're a psychopathic killer.

"What is the platform of your organization, Dark Dawn? What is your purpose? What are your demands? If you launched the terrorist attack simply for revenge, what is it that compelled you to take revenge? Please tell me!"

Mo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you a psychic of the mouth?"

Zhou Zhengde shouted loudly: "So you are not a terrorist organization at all! In other words, the Spirit Management Committee is the largest terrorist organization in the Fortress Era! You are parasitic on the Psychic City, trying to rule all mankind through violence and panic! Launch psychic attacks in major war zones!"

Mo Feng raised his hand to support his forehead, turned his head and asked the person outside the screen: "What should I do now? I can't argue with this guy."

A man sighed from outside the screen: "Just follow our organization's plan, don't talk to me."

"It is very painful for me to communicate with such ordinary humans."

Mo Feng complained:

"I can crush him like an ant, but I still want to talk to him on an equal footing? This is the most ridiculous thing in the world! He should kneel in front of me and lick my high heels. It would be best if he only wore a pair of leggings to show off his sexy abdominal muscles."

"It's live broadcasting. They are broadcasting live to the whole world, Captain Mo Feng!"

"What's the matter? If they can, just come and arrest me."

Mo Feng chuckled, turned his head to look at the camera, and said slowly:

"Zhou Zhengde, how about we play a game?"

Zhou Zhengde said quickly: "First of all, I can't represent any camp! Secondly, I personally oppose the entertainment of serious matters! Moreover... you are not sexy at all, your waist-to-hip ratio is very low, and the skin on your neck is also very loose."

"enough!"

Mo Feng's voice suddenly became sharp:

"Don't think that I won't kill you just because your grandpa is Fu Jian!"

A sigh came from the side, and a piece of paper was taken out and handed to Mo Feng: "Show this, just show this, this is simply a negotiation disaster."

Mo Feng pursed her lips, turned the paper around and pointed it towards the camera.

A technician in a corner of the courtroom immediately flipped the screen horizontally so that everyone could read it properly.

This is a preview:
Within 24 hours, I will drop a 82-meter-diameter ice meteorite on Fortress 82, and the landing point will be the surface camp of Fortress . This is our Dark Dawn Organization's punishment for your wanton killing of psychics. We are determined to protect all the rights of every low-level psychic and quasi-psychic.

Friendly reminder: Only by sending out a large special mecha exclusive to half-human mechas can you have a chance to break this meteorite. 】

Remove the paper.

Mo Feng sneered: "How is it? Isn't it interesting? Zhou Zhengde, all this is caused by you. You dare to slander me, I must let you know..."

call out!
The screen turned black instantly, but the sound of conversation could still be heard. Mo Feng was talking to two men and one woman.

Mo Feng: "Why did you turn off the communication?"

"Captain, this is shameful! Why would you threaten an ordinary human being?"

"He said I'm not sexy at all! Aren't my legs long? Aren't my breasts big enough? I transferred half a pound of fat from my butt to my breasts! That's why my butt is a little saggy!"

"That's not the point! Captain! We are going to use this newly formed organization to declare war on D5, not on a small team leader like Zhou Zhengde! If they want to give in later and strip Zhou Zhengde down to his underwear and send him to you, will you forgive them?"

"Well... it's not impossible. He's very handsome, isn't he? I just don't know how long he can last."

"Uh, our microphone is not turned off... It's controlled by the other party! It's broken! Captain! Stop talking, Captain! Shut up! Unplug this thing!"

The squeaking noise spread throughout the court-martial.

A group of people had black lines on their foreheads. Zhou Zhengde couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead. There was only despair in the eyes of Hamanaka Nagi and the other four.

The judge was well-informed and calmly knocked on the rope:
"Due to an emergency, the court is temporarily adjourned."

……

"Haha! Hahahaha!"

The black instructor wanted to laugh but stopped himself, and finally burst into laughter.

Wang Jixuan's forehead was full of black lines.

"Uncle, what are you laughing at? They're knocking on your door!"

"Laugh at these idiots! Hahahaha!"

The black instructor almost slapped Wang Jixuan and caused internal injuries, and he kept complaining:
"These psychics are more uneducated than each other, hahaha! They have been training for various physical parameters since they were young, and few of them will take cultural courses seriously!
"This Mo Feng looks quite stylish when she doesn't speak, but as soon as she opens her mouth her illiterate nature is exposed! Hahahaha!

"Do you know why she just took out that piece of paper? Because she probably can't read, hahahaha!"

Wang Jixuan groaned for a few seconds and looked at Mudan: "Be a bit venomous and calm Mr. Hei down."

"Okay sir."

Peony pursed her lips and smiled softly, then spoke elegantly:
"Instructor Hei, you can still laugh. We are now being bullied and suppressed by these illiterate people. Even though she has killed more than 5 people, the D war zone cannot directly catch her and put her on trial." Lao Hei's laughter stopped abruptly.

He rubbed his brows with a dark face and muttered:

“You’re right, the next step is the key, we have to find a way to kill Mo Feng.

"Let's get rid of this guy who is ranked 36th in overall S-level strength. This will be a big blow to the Psychic City."

Wang Jixuan asked: "Does this Dark Dawn organization really not exist?"

"It's just a lame excuse to give them room for political maneuvering."

The black instructor said seriously:

“They are denying it now because they are afraid that our commander-in-chief will take action against the six elders.

"In fact, we don't want to throw away this dog chain unless it is absolutely necessary. Using nuclear bombs to tie up those six old bastards will allow us to maintain the last bit of influence on the Psionic City.

“I mentioned to you earlier that they secretly built a huge cement enclosure to surround the residence of the Six Elders, reducing our deterrence to the Psionic City.

"Get ready to fight... Do we need to dig deeper into the ground here?"

Wang Jixuan said: "No, you are busy with your work, don't worry too much about me."

"Well," Instructor Hei said, "These guys predicted the meteorite attack, it should not be just that simple. They may make a feint to the east and attack in the west, or they may randomly attack other fortresses. This Mo Feng must be killed. Her ability is too threatening to ordinary people."

Wang Jixuan asked: "Mo Feng, do these names have a direct relationship with their abilities?"

“Usually, yes.”

"Then why is she called Mo Feng?"

"These data are still missing. Maybe it's because she has a dark heart?"

The black instructor stood up:

“I will supervise their dispatch, and if necessary, I will directly take action to protect the people and ordinary soldiers.

"Don't worry about it. Just focus on research and development and keep an eye on Aunt Dragonfly's investigation team."

Wang Jixuan seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

What he actually wanted to say was that if it didn't work, then Fortress No. 82 should be cleared out in advance.

But according to what he had read in a book before, when hundreds of thousands of humans migrated together, it was very likely to attract a massive attack from the blade beasts.

Relatively speaking, it is relatively safe inside the fortress.

Mudan whispered, "Sir, although the transformation of the cyborg commander is not pure, the energy stored in his body is terrifying. So, you don't have to worry about him, he is an extremely powerful warrior."

"Uncle Hei is protecting me, so why should I worry about him?"

Taoist Wang laughed:
"Mudan, keep watching the investigation team and don't alarm them. If they have any connection with Mo Feng, report it to Mr. Hei immediately."

Mudan put her hands together and placed them under her cheeks, then said in a low voice, "Yes, sir."

"Why are you being cute when you have nothing better to do?"

Taoist Wang glared at her and strolled back to his room.

Mudan puffed up the corners of her mouth, released a small drone to scan her body data, and began to ponder the plastic surgery method that Mo Feng had just mentioned.

Mass determines gravity, this is a law of physics.

She secretly scanned her superior and found that he had begun to absorb spiritual energy again. She did not dare to disturb him and began to use the equipment at hand to do some simple preparatory work.

……

A dozen hours later, it was early morning.

Wang Jixuan was awakened from his meditation by the sound of beeping. Lingtong sent him several messages in succession.

[Ling Tong: Leave the vicinity of Fortress No. 82 as soon as possible. Mo Feng's psychic signal has appeared.]

[Ling Tong: A rain cloud. They created a small rain cloud somewhere else and condensed it into an ice ball. In a few minutes, it will be released towards Fortress No. 82, recreating the tragedy of the last expansion area C.]

[Ling Tong: We have also made preparations... I am going to enter the mecha, and I must turn off the communication. Don't be stubborn, this is not your battle.]

Taoist Wang smiled knowingly.

She really is caring.

What does "enter the mecha" mean? Is she going to be responsible for dealing with the ice "meteorite"?
Wang Jixuan was slightly alert and scanned with his spiritual sense. Instructor Hei was in a meeting and Mudan was staring at the radar interface in front of her. Various information appeared on the radar.

Wang Jixuan hurried over: "What's going on?"

"Sir, please sit down."

Mudan immediately stood up and pointed at the radar interface to explain:

“I have overlapped the radars of several detection modes so you can see them clearly at a glance.

“The psychic signals of Mo Feng and the other two psychics appeared outside the atmosphere, and we have sent out space fighters to pursue them.

"Fortress No. 76 and Fortress No. 82 each have two 15-meter-class pseudo-terror mechas. Commander Ling Tong, who has a crush on you, is near Fortress No. 82. She arrived two hours ago, but her signal was quickly upgraded to a higher query level. She should be the driver of the pseudo-terror mecha here...

"Here we go! The target altitude is 12,000 meters!"

Mudan tapped the air quickly with her fingers, and several projection screens appeared in front of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan looked up subconsciously.

His spiritual consciousness sensed a pressure coming from the sky, a powerful, mottled aura.

On the projection screen in front of him, a huge ice ball fell from the sky. The diameter of this ice ball was not as big as the one that destroyed the expansion area C of Fort 76 last time.

"Didn't you say meteorite? I thought it was earth magic."

'Gather water vapor, condense it into ice, and then cover the outer layer with a layer of special gas to protect it from the erosion of air friction heat, and then use this gas to increase its mass... The method is crude but effective.'

"How will we respond?"

Wang Jixuan was just thinking about it when, in the corner of the picture, a dazzling tail flame appeared from the missile position near Fort No. 82.

Two rockets launched into space!

The rocket carried two slender, fifteen-meter-tall mechas with extremely smooth lines.

Wang Jixuan had seen the silver-white mecha before. It was Lingtong’s special mecha and also Lingtong’s current highest-powered equipment. It once killed a general-level blade beast alone in the attack and defense of Fortress No. 76.

The red mecha of the same model, one can tell at a glance that the pilot is Red Snake;
——Because Akasaga put her photo on the chest of the mecha.

The rocket takes off, the mecha detaches, and the butterfly tail flame appears.

The two mechas continued to take off.

Red Snake drove the mecha, raised the black gun barrel, increased the energy of the destructive cannon beam, and hit the center of the ice hockey!
Lingtong's mecha pulled out a huge laser knife from the back, accelerated to full speed, continued to shoot into the sky, and swung the knife at the cracked ice ball!

Just as all eyes were focused on the sky, three or four figures quietly emerged from the sand pile in the Sarji Desert and moved towards the military camp on the surface.

"Ok?"

Wang Jixuan caught this strange phenomenon at the edge of his spiritual consciousness.

(End of this chapter)