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

Chapter 127 He? Xiao Fu

"Uncle Hei, you can wake up now."

"Ok?"

Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian, who had just fallen asleep, opened his eyes vigilantly. His mechanical prosthetic eyes emitted light, and there was a bit of confusion in his biological eyes, which quickly turned into astonishment.

The pain is gone?

The suffocating feeling caused by the brain transformation, as if being pressed under water, was greatly relieved at this moment.

Fu Jian even felt that his one-eye vision had recovered, his brain became very relaxed, and his thinking became agile, as if he had returned to his prime when he had just undergone the transformation...

This?
Fu Jian sat up, the whole movement was very smooth, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

Or mechanical;

He vaguely thought that he had returned to fifty or sixty years ago.

Fu Jian turned his head and looked to the side, where Wang Jixuan was wearing the White Devil Helmet of the X Armor.

Wang Jixuan was soaked in sweat and his steps were a little unsteady.

Fu Jian asked: "How did you do that?"

"This is information that cannot be released for the time being."

Wang Jixuan took a sip of water and said with a smile:

"Auntie Dragonfly has been waiting for more than half an hour. I'll go meet her. She's a very capable person and is good at gathering intelligence. I want her to provide me with some information about psychics. She also needs something from me... Uncle Hei, just go back and get me a few thousand crystal cores as a reward."

Fu Jian nodded: "No problem, but due to insufficient intelligence, we have to pay in installments."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips and frowned: "Are you trying to control me this way?"

Fu Jian said seriously: "It's because the large-scale transportation of crystal cores will be sensed by the satellites of the Psychic City."

"I believe it."

Wang Jixuan did a chest expansion movement, took a deep breath, and his pale face quickly turned rosy.

He walked towards the exit of the supply station with his hands in his pockets.

Fu Jian hesitated: "Hmm..."

"You're welcome, it's a piece of cake."

Fu Jian felt like there was something stuck in his throat, and Wang Jixuan turned around and jumped out of the already opened electric door.

"This guy," Fu Jian raised his hand to cover his neck. His mechanical prosthetic eye quickly saw a series of self-inspection data. Originally, more than a dozen dark yellow or even red numbers had now mostly turned into light yellow or even green.

"Can I live another seven or eight years?"

Fu Jian stood up and moved around for a few times, shaking off his windbreaker. He looked like he was decades younger, and began to read the data files that had previously given him a headache.

……

When Wang Jixuan used his spiritual sense to find Mudan and Aunt Dragonfly, they were squatting in a sand pit and had hidden the sand pit with a holographic device.

Mudan spread a tablecloth at the bottom of the pit, knelt beside the tablecloth, and placed industrially produced fake tea in front of her.

Aunt Dragonfly squatted outside the tablecloth, with six or seven cigarette butts under her feet, and she kept staring at her watch.

She asked impatiently, "How long will it take for your commander to get here? I'm leaving soon."

"The commander is here."

Peony said gently:

"The commander did have something important to do before, so he couldn't come to meet you right away. We must apologize for this."

Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes and said, "That's right. Why would I get mad at a robot like you?"

“Although Peony is a mechanical body, it seems that Peony can feel men’s care more easily than you can.”

Aunt Dragonfly glared at someone and was about to curse, but Peony blinked her big innocent eyes with a look of pure kindness.

"Okay Peony, don't be rude to your guests."

Wang Jixuan's voice came:

"You come out first, I'll go down... Why did you choose such a place?"

Mudan stood up and jumped out of the pit, and Wang Jixuan slipped down.

This sand pit combined with holographic images is indeed very hidden, but if Aunt Dragonfly suddenly attacks, Wang Jixuan will still be somewhat scared.

In particular, he didn't know the specific abilities of Aunt Dragonfly; he just could feel that this aunt's mottled aura was 60 to 70 percent weaker than Mo Feng's.

Taoist Wang sat cross-legged as usual and said with a smile:

"Captain, why are you here?"

Uh, I subconsciously used the customary tone of voice when entertaining guests at the mountain gate.

"Does it have to be so formal?"

Auntie Qingting coughed, followed suit and sat cross-legged opposite Wang Jixuan. She took a sip of tea and said disdainfully:

"It's industrial tea essence again... Let's make it short."

"please say."

"You asked me to give you the location information before, but you didn't use it later. In the end, you gave each of us three ten bottles of healing water. What does this mean?"

Wang Jixuan smiled gently: "I just want to make friends with the captain."

"Befriend?" Aunt Dragonfly was puzzled. "Are you really interested in an unkempt old woman like me? Do military psychics have such unique tastes?"

“It means cooperation and mutual assistance.”

Wang Jixuan said in a gentle voice:

"An old man told me that you were from the natural school and your teacher was friends with him, and that's what I was attracted to.

"Besides, I think the Psychic City will eventually have a war with the War Zone. This is a continuation of the rebellion fifty years ago and is inevitable. The Naturalists are the ones that the War Zone must win over. Then the friendship I have established with the captain will always come in handy.

"More friends mean more paths. What's more, the captain has outstanding abilities... In my opinion, you have more strategic value than that Mo Feng."

"You look young and you're quite good at talking, haha."

Aunt Dragonfly subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but she held back and put the cigarette behind her ear.

“When will the bear be released?”

"It will be very soon. I always keep my word. Don't worry," Wang Jixuan smiled. "We will not ask the bear to confess and testify later. Now that we have the body of Mo Feng, we have taken the initiative."

"Okay, then I'll tell you some information as a supplement to the previous transaction."

Aunt Dragonfly said quickly:

“The death of Mo Feng made the six elders very angry, but the reason for their anger was a little funny.

“Half of it is because a powerful S-class psychic was killed by Fu Jian’s men.

"The other half of the reason is that they sensed the power hidden in the dark and were deliberately provoking Fu Jian, wanting him to kill the six of them.

"Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian's will can no longer hold out. This is a fact recognized by the City of Psychic Energy. The six elders are now terrified because they all think Fu Jian will drag them away with him.

"Now the Six Elders have requested that the Beast God Sect's members be secretly purged. The Fifteen-member Council - the Spirit Management Council's daily administrative organization composed of fifteen powerful S-level members - has already begun the process.

"In order to maintain the deterrent power of the Psionic City over all war zones, the Council has also decided to conduct limited retaliation against the D5 war zone and lodge a solemn protest.

"They will most likely send a bunch of S-class psychics to the D5 command center to put pressure on Fu Jian, but it may also be at the D5 border. They are also afraid of Fu Jian. Except for idiots like Mo Feng, no one dares to jump in front of Fu Jian."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Half an hour ago, the soul of the devil commander-in-chief was indeed on the verge of collapse.

But not anymore.

Even if Wang Jixuan did nothing next, Xiao Fu's collapse would be delayed by ten years.

Wang Jixuan took the opportunity to ask: "How will they retaliate?"

"This is all the information I have received so far. The Spirit Management Committee will not do anything too drastic. At most, they will just act as a deterrent and show off their muscles to tell everyone that Mo Feng was killed only because Fu Jian was too strong and there was no Fu Jian in other battle zones.

"Also, when you tried to kill Mo Feng, you exposed a special S-class psychic, Xing Dian." A projection frame popped up on Aunt Dragonfly's watch, which contained Xing Dian's simple information.

Aunt Dragonfly said quickly:
“This S-class psychic left the Psychic City long ago and erased all information about him in the Psychic City.

"When we were collecting information earlier, we found some new intelligence. He is very strong, several times stronger than Mo Feng. He was considered one of the top ten most likely to be promoted to SS level.

“According to the intelligence I have, his base is in D2, on a snowy mountain.

"He will probably take revenge on you next because you killed the material he worked so hard to cultivate."

Wang Jixuan laughed and said, "Then let him come over. The commander-in-chief just had one of his arms removed."

“Well, I got the information.”

Aunt Dragonfly stared at Wang Jixuan:
"I have expressed my sincerity, so shouldn't you express your sincerity and answer my two questions?"

Taoist Wang asked with a smile: "Is this how you get intelligence?"

"It is."

"Just ask."

"Who are you? Your true face."

Wang Jixuan took off his helmet, revealing...Zhou Tiantian's face.

Compound eyes appeared in the eyes of the dragonfly lady: "I mean, behind this mask of yours."

"This cannot be disclosed for the time being," Wang Jixuan said seriously, "Mutual trust is gradually established. We are just beginning our cooperation. What is the other question?"

"What kind of water is that? Can I give it to other people?"

Aunt Dragonfly's eyes became more urgent:

"Several of my friends are suffering from this pain."

Wang Jixuan frowned and pondered.

"They are the naturalists," Auntie Dragonfly said immediately, "Many of them know Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian. It's just that the power of the Psychic City is now controlled by the ruling faction. We don't speak loudly, but the position of the older generation has never changed."

"This," said Taoist Wang in a deep voice, "requires everyone to take the right medicine for their condition..."

There was a hint of disappointment in Aunt Dragonfly's eyes.

Suddenly, a dry cough was heard from the side.

Wang Jixuan did not turn his head, his spiritual awareness was always covering everywhere.

Aunt Dragonfly looked up and jumped to the corner of the sand pit like a frightened, sloppy rabbit. Her body was covered with a layer of fine scales and her eyes were full of fear.

The burly cyborg old man appeared silently at the edge of the pit, with red light flashing in his mechanical eyes and a hint of a smile on his lips.

Who else could it be if not the devil commander-in-chief Fu Jian?
Fu Jian glanced at Aunt Qingting, nodded slightly to her, and smiled faintly.

Fu Jian looked at Wang Jixuan and spoke, but his voice was so gentle that Aunt Qingting couldn't believe it.

"Would you like anything else?"

"Not yet. I'll let them pass on the message if there's any need later. Are you going back?"

"Yes."

Fu Jian spoke leisurely, as if he was chatting with an old friend:

"I wanted to stay here for a few more days, but those old guys are putting pressure on me. A large number of psychics left the Psychic City and rushed to our D5 border. D3 is cooperating with them.

"D3 is awful, but unfortunately I can't reach out to you. I won't bother you anymore, you guys continue chatting... Little Dragonfly, give my regards to your teacher."

"Okay, okay!"

Aunt Dragonfly stood up straight instantly, not knowing where to put her hands, and nodded vigorously in response.

Fu Jian said to Wang Jixuan: "Maybe we can kill a few more S-levels this time!"

Wang Jixuan patiently advised: "Don't keep fighting and killing."

"gone!"

Fu Jian turned around and waved, then walked towards the supply truck that had automatically risen from the sand not far away, and he really left.

Wang Jixuan took a sip of the tea, laughing secretly in his heart and admiring Aunt Qingting's expression.

Only after the supply truck drove away did Aunt Dragonfly slowly relax. She frowned, pursed her lips, and subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up the ends of her hair beside her ears.

"Old devil... ahem, why would the heroic commander...would he..."

"Ah, you mean Xiao Fu."

Wang Jixuan asked with a smile:
"We are just two old brothers getting together occasionally, Captain, you don't have to think too much about it.

"Come sit down, let's continue to discuss the follow-up cooperation. You came back to me for that kind of water, and I also need you to provide me with some information about the Psychic City."

Aunt Dragonfly gritted her teeth and cursed: "I am still talking about chicken feathers!"

"Ok?"

"Well, that's right," Auntie Dragonfly knelt down like Peony did just now, "Let me introduce myself again. My last name is Mai, Mai Dragonfly. You can just call me Xiaomai. Don't look at me like this. I'm actually only 36 this year. I just don't take good care of myself, hehe."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Wasn’t Mr. Fu Jian’s performance just now a bit too exaggerated?

Are psychics so afraid of Fu Jian?

It seems that the value of Fu Jian’s soul-solidifying treatment is still increasing!
"Then let's talk briefly about the types of follow-up intelligence and how it is delivered."

Wang Jixuan said seriously:

"When your water runs out, I will give you ten more bottles. One bottle a month is enough. If an injury caused your hidden illness, you can take it directly."

"Okay, thank you, but my teammates, can you also..."

"of course can."

Wang Jixuan said:

"I quite like Beta. If there's a chance, I'll ask him to come over and visit me more often. As for your friends, we'll see if our cooperation goes smoothly. If it does, everything will be fine."

He paused and said softly:
"Don't worry, I'm much gentler than Xiao Fu."

Next to the sand pit, Mudan looked up at the sky, trying hard to hold back her laughter.

……

at the same time.

Fort No. 82, surface military camp, in Lingtong’s special supply transport plane.

Ling Tong is doing system debugging and simple repairs on the robotic arm. The previous battle with Mo Feng has forced her to enter the next maintenance cycle.

However, judging from the results achieved, this loss was extremely cost-effective.

Lingtong can now rest for half a year without taking any missions, and his merit points will be ranked first among the new generation of semi-human mechas!

General-level heads are common, but S-level psychic heads are extremely rare.

Sister Wan sat on the swivel chair, lowered her head and tapped the air, muttering softly: "That guy is really something, why didn't he come over to accompany you? Doesn't he know that the mechanical girl is the most gentle when she removes the mechanical arm?"

Ling Tong was already used to Sister Wan's teasing. She blinked her long eyelashes and said softly:

"He also needs to recuperate, and I don't want him to see me without an arm."

"It's sexy, believe me," Sister Wan said pertinently.

“The coordination of the human body is the basic aesthetic.”

There was a beeping sound from the instrument nearby. Sister Wan frowned and looked over, and saw a light red dot flashing on a small radar chart.

Of course Sister Wan knew who this radar was targeting.

——In order to cover for Wang Jixuan, Zheng Shiduo ignored his injuries, wore X-armor and no helmet, and strolled around the military camp.

Now, why did Zheng Shiduo’s signal suddenly disappear?
(End of this chapter)