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

Chapter 130: Old Tricks and Old Tricks
negotiation?

When Taoist Master Wang heard this, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

The brain-eating worm was discovered, and the Blade Beast's plan to monitor humans failed. The brain-eating worm has been confirmed to have a communication system, so the 'Black Storm' who first discovered the brain-eating worm, which is his ordinary combat vest, was easily targeted by the Blade Beast.

This guy is not infected with brain-eating worms...

It cannot be ruled out that the blade beast has some special means to lock onto a living being.

Taoist Wang showed a hint of sneer on his face.

"Still coming to negotiate... do these evil beasts really think that we humans have no ability to improve ourselves?"

"What's wrong? Is the Blademon coming to negotiate?"

Lingtong looked at Wang Jixuan's expression and asked softly.

"Everyone, get ready!"

Wang Jixuan's voice immediately made the people playing nearby nervous.

"I'm afraid he's here with bad intentions."

……

at the same time;

About ten kilometers away from the military camp, in a sand dune somewhere in the Sarji Desert, inside a sand transport vehicle.

The culprit who controlled the soldier on duty was now sweating all over.

A man and a woman were sitting in the operating room of the carriage. The man was wearing an amplifier shaped like a pressure cooker and only a pair of boxer briefs. His sturdy body was covered with scars and tattoos, and sweat kept dripping into the basin at his feet.

The fair-skinned, beautiful and elegant young woman next to him was wiping the sweat off the man's body with concern.

She asked quietly: "Senior, hasn't the military's half-human mecha come out yet?"

"Well," the man whispered, "Jia Jia, don't worry. They should have concerns too."

Ding Jiajia sighed: "Your ability can't last too long. If it exceeds the critical point, it will cause harm to yourself... What can they worry about?"

"That's not clear."

The man took a deep breath.

"We only have this one chance. Jiajia, don't worry. Both of us are A-level psychics, and we are the talents they urgently need. If we go directly over, we will easily be surrounded and killed by them.

"We must complete this negotiation before the teacher discovers our little trick."

Ding Jiajia nodded quickly, continued to wipe the sweat off the man's body, and kept looking at the various data displayed on the instrument.

After a few minutes, the man suddenly said, "They came out. Someone brought a table and chairs next to the transport plane. They asked the person I controlled to sit here... Well, Ling Tong came out first."

Ding Jiajia's eyes lit up: "Those photos of her are photoshopped, right? This model figure is definitely photoshopped."

The man immediately nodded in agreement.

"That must have been photoshopped. How could someone have all five elements of long legs, thin waist, waistline, beautiful breasts and a swan neck? Her overall score must be lower than my Jia Jia's."

Ding Jiajia narrowed her eyes slightly: "Oh, brother is so good at talking now, she really has a better figure than me, right?"

"Everyone has different aesthetic tastes. While I admit that she may be better, I must admit that in my subjective aesthetic taste, your figure is the best!"

"Hurry up and get down to business. Don't hold on for too long. The distance is still too far."

"Okay okay."

The man was obviously sweating more.

It's just a survival trick for married men.

The man closed his eyes, his muscles tensed, waves rippling around him, and his perspective switched to the warrior he controlled. He looked at Ling Tong across the table and Black Storm standing behind Ling Tong with his arms folded, and said slowly:
"I have read the information of both of them, Major Ling Tong, who is the strongest but least modified of the latest generation of semi-human mechas, and the only successful psychic in the military, Black Storm Mu Liang."

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

The intelligence database of the Blade Beast Group is really old. Black Storm's fake identity was first Mu Liang, then Zhou Tiantian, and now it has been changed to his real name, Wang Zheng!

Ling Tong said calmly: "What to talk about?"

Wang Jixuan said coldly: "Use whatever tricks you have. Humanity has no way out and will only fight to the death."

"Ok?"

The man was obviously confused, and the expressions of his real body and the puppet were synchronized. He closed his eyes, tilted his head, and then showed realization.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. Humanity has no way out, but this is not caused by us."

Taoist Wang almost exploded with anger.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such a despicable and shameless person!
"It wasn't you who caused it?"

Wang Jixuan raised his voice and skipped the script he and Lingtong had discussed. He put his hands on the edge of the table:

"In the past hundred years, I have only seen killing and destruction! Endless killing! Endless destruction! The civilization here was originally living and working in peace and contentment, and you suddenly broke in. You are a complete invader and destroyer, and now you shamelessly say that it was not your fault!
"Let's fight fair and square, and maybe I'll respect you enough!

"If you dare to do this but not admit it, don't blame me for using some extraordinary means!"

The man was completely confused and murmured:

"The history of psychics is not just over eighty years... If we count it as a hundred years, it can be rounded up... Sir, did you misunderstand something? I came here to surrender. I am a psychic. I just controlled this guy and came to negotiate first. I am afraid that if we come directly here, you will kill us without saying a word.

"By the way, I want to know about the prisoner policy here, whether there is a law to protect pregnant women, and so on."

What?
Taoist Wang glanced at Lingtong, who blinked, a little confused.

They had been studying the brain-eating worms all day, their minds filled with thoughts about the blade beasts, and suddenly a psychic popped up, and came to surrender?

All the emotions and empathy that Master Wang had managed to arouse were wasted!
……

A few minutes later.

Wang Jixuan and his team gathered in front of the projection screen, analyzing the video data they had just received.

——They obtained this video through the encrypted communication channel left by the psychic who could control the puppets.

In the video, a man and a woman sit side by side. The man has a square face and the woman has a sweet look. One is calm and the other is nervous. The man is narrating most of the time in the video.

“My name is Ji Yale, and my wife Ding Jiajia and I are students of S-level psychic Xing Dian.

"I have an A+ psychic level certificate, and my wife's is A-. I am good at mind control psychic power, which is relatively useless and more useful on humans, but not very effective on blade beasts. So I became the interrogation specialist beside the teacher.

“My wife is good at telekinesis control, and her overall combat power is much higher than mine.

"We two should be the first among the seven students sent by the teacher to arrive here, and we want to take advantage of the time difference... To get straight to the point, we want to get out of the control of Teacher Xing Dian."

Ding Jiajia sighed and said, "Because of Mo Feng's death, the teacher has reached the edge of madness. He pushed the seven of us out to deal with you. In fact, he wanted the seven of us to compete for the advancement to S-level psychics."

“But it’s not well-intentioned.”

Ji Yale shrugged:

"We are not fools. Mo Feng is dead, and Teacher Xing Dian has lost all hope of being promoted to SS-level. He is in urgent need of a new S-level material.

"He wants the seven of us to come and die, and to fight you to the death. It would be best if a few of us died in the battle and one of us was promoted directly, so that he could get a new material.

"So if we don't do something, then death is the only thing waiting for us."

Ding Jiajia lowered her head and stroked her belly: "We have reasons to live and live for at least five or six years."

Ji Yale said in a deep voice:

"The recent confrontation between the D5 war zone and the Psionic City has given us new hope, and we have taken this step after careful consideration.

“First of all, my wife has never killed anyone, and she has been living in the base since she walked out of the infusion pool.

"My hands are stained with blood, and I was once Xing Dian's right-hand man. If I need to atone my sins, I can accept your trial after serving in the war zone for a certain number of years, or I can be a tainted witness to testify against the crimes of the Psychic City. I need your protection, and I hope my wife can give birth to our child safely."

Ding Jiajia's eyes were slightly red. "We are not begging for your forgiveness, but we just want you to give us a few years and protect us. We will also give you feedback, and do our best to give you feedback."

"Please give us a reply as soon as possible. The control of the self-destruct chips in our two brains is in the hands of the teacher. I am good at technology, so I have temporarily blocked this signal. I also hope to help us perform an extraction operation."

"Thank you."

"We will first rush to the three-kilometer radius around the military camp to make further contact."

The video stopped. Everyone in the transport plane looked at each other in confusion.

"Psychic surrender?"

Wu Man asked: "Don't they know that D5 and the City of Psychic Power also have extradition regulations?"

Zheng Shiduo frowned and reminded: "We have to be on guard. What if they suddenly attack us?"

Ling Tong simply said: "It has been reported to the commander-in-chief's first assistant, and they are evaluating the subsequent impact."

"They have a baby."

Sister Wan sighed:

"If this is true, then they might actually think about the future because of this incident and stop continuing to degenerate in the current environment."

"What should we do now? Shouldn't we try our best to reply?" Wan Xiaoqi asked in a low voice.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Ling Tong... and Wang Jixuan beside him.

The Taoist priest thought for a moment and said, "It's easy to verify. If this is true, then we have a chance to get all the information out of Xing Dian. We can give them a reply. If what they say is true, we can help them remove the self-destruct chip from their brain tonight."

"what?"

Zheng Shiduo glared:
"How do we get this? The self-destruct chips are set to explode when touched! Even an S-level telekinetic user can't operate it!"

"That's a psyker."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips disapprovingly:

"Prepare them with anesthetics that are harmless to the fetus, and bring them to the military camp after they are unconscious.

"Let the special forces do this whole thing. I don't trust the ordinary garrison troops.

"Leave the rest to me. Two A-level soldiers are also very valuable combat resources for the front line of the war zone."

Ling Tong nodded immediately: "I'll arrange it."

Sister Wan asked worriedly, "Don't we need to wait for headquarters to call back?"

"He has enough authority to decide this matter," Lingtong pointed at Wang Jixuan.

Zheng Shiduo rubbed his hands and asked, "Can I take a look? I don't mean anything else. I don't want to escape the control of the front line of the war zone. I'm just curious and wonder how the chip was made!"

Taoist Wang pinched his chin and muttered, "I could practice on a C-rank first."

Zheng Shiduo silently moved behind Wu Man's wheelchair.

"Don't worry, even though it's a worthless life, I can still use it later!"

"Wow," Peony murmured, "great pun."

what?
Wang Jixuan was unable to react for a moment.

……

The couple Ji Yale and Ding Jiajia were very cooperative throughout the process.

They agreed to the military's request for anesthesia, disarmed and arrived at the edge of the military camp, inhaled anesthetics under heavy firepower, and were carried into the military camp and placed in a medical tent.

Wang Jixuan put on the X-armor and appeared here with Mudan. Lingtong, Wu Man and Zheng Shiduo were on guard nearby.

To be on the safe side, search the soul first.

Wang Jixuan spoke while Mudan took notes. They reviewed the general contents of their memories and found that they were basically consistent with what Ji Yale and Ding Jiajia said in the video.

Similarly, Wang Jixuan also directly learned about Xing Dian’s snow mountain base, and the daily life of Xing Dian, the old S, who was hiding in that base and committing debauchery and tyranny.

A true local tyrant psychic.

Ji Yale and Ding Jiajia are psychics who were trained by Xing Dian since childhood. Ji Yale is Xing Dian's senior assistant with outstanding abilities, while Ding Jiajia is a thug trained by Xing Dian. Ji Yale has a lot of evidence of Xing Dian's crimes in his mind.

"It's a pity that humans currently don't have a court capable of trying Xing Dian... Alas, I can only resort to lynching him later."

Taoist priest Wang felt very sorry about this.

He is an upright monk.

Xing Dian’s relationship with the City of Psychic Power is also quite complicated.

This thing is the ruling faction and has close relations with several powerful people in the Spirit Management Council. It can obtain resources provided by the Psychic City. The snow mountain base set up in the D2 Comprehensive War Zone also has the effect of deterring the D2 Comprehensive War Zone.

In addition, Xing Dian’s snow-capped mountain base has set up dozens of secret laboratories to explore new methods of utilizing psychic energy and conduct inhumane human experiments.

There's also a large cloning base over there.

Just based on the memories that Ji Yale showed, the full range of punishments in the Eighteen Levels of Hell would not be enough to satisfy Xing Dian's execution needs.

Keep reading…

Taoist Wang burst out laughing:
"These seven brothers are really interesting. Two of them came to surrender directly, and three of them decided not to enter the D5 war zone and wandered around the edge. Only two stupid ones wanted to compete for the S-level promotion ceremony to serve as material for their teacher.

"We can just take the initiative to take out these two stupid ones later."

Mudan said leisurely: "Without strong external interference, most of the suffering of individual humans comes from their own cognition."

"Get ready for surgery. You're still into philosophy."

"Okay, sir! Mudan is your excellent helper at all times! What surgical instruments do you need to prepare?"

"An alloy box."

"Then?"

"This is it. It can withstand explosions. Call Lao Zheng over. Doesn't he want to take a look?"

"Uh, pervert, I won't read it anymore, lest he spy on confidential information... The box is ready."

Wang Jixuan took out a demon-breaking dagger from his waist, and deftly cut a thin cut behind Ji Yale's ear. He pointed his sword lightly, and a few drops of blood floated on their own and actually flowed into the wound behind Ji Yale's head bit by bit.

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes, and his movements were extremely gentle, his fingers plucking lightly as if he was playing a piano.

The skin and flesh on the back of Ji Yale's head were separated.

The picture is a bit weird and scary.

Not long after, a chip wrapped in blood floated out. The chip did not sense any external pressure and was sent into the alloy box by Wang Jixuan.

Snapped!
Toxic smoke came out of the box. Mudan immediately took a deep breath, sucking the smoke into her body to purify it.

"It's not difficult."

Wang Jixuan used the same trick again and took out the self-destruct chip stuck on the back of the female psychic's head.

This time he was much calmer, not even any poisonous smoke leaked out.

Then he began to wonder whether he should let these two guys become the second and third victims of Buddhism.

Considering that Ding Jiajia is pregnant and does not have any evil spirit, Wang Jixuan decides to use Mahayana Buddhism only on Ji Yale to add a real A-level combat force to the D5 war zone.

Just as he was about to take action, Mudan suddenly tilted her head and looked into the depths of the desert.

"Sir, there is an unexpected situation. The army has detected a weak psychic reaction."

"What type? Psyker?"

"No, this time it's a blade beast, a mimic blade beast and not stealth."

"Ok?"

The Taoist priest raised his hand to support his forehead. The emotions he had built up with great difficulty had been used up.

Three or four kilometers away.

A skinny old man was walking in the cold desert at night, approaching the military camp step by step. The moonlight cast the shadow of a giant moth on the sand dunes.

Mimic Blade Beast Preacher.

Circles of waves continued to spread into the darkness, and the patrolling soldiers at the edge of the military camp, who were affected by these waves, let out hoarse, low and difficult roars in their hearts.

"Black...Storm...let's...talk..."

(End of this chapter)