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

Chapter 166: The First Time... Furnace Explosion

Master Wang is very busy now.

He meditated for only three hours before returning to the studio to work on refining the base of the Demon Suppression Array, while also making construction plans for the mountain protection array for Fortress No. 76.

It was still dark outside, and Wang Jixuan was invited by Director Chen Wuchou, who was completely unable to sleep, to attend a seminar to discuss how to study the slate walls.

In the morning, without even having time to eat, he rushed to the "Little Electronic Music Temple" to give lectures to the hungry students...

Even if you are an iron man, you will have problems if you work so non-stop!

But it doesn't matter. Taoist Wang feels that he can still handle it with ease. He has already started to prepare to continue pulling the hair of the "Tree of Kindness", get some alchemy materials, and try to refine a basic Qi-enhancing pill.

A true master of time management is good at allocating every minute of his time reasonably.

The only drawback is that he doesn't have time to enhance friendships between people...

"Teacher Wong?"

Ling Tong took the initiative to speak during the break:
"Do you want to have lunch together?"

"Okay," Wang Jixuan thought about the alchemy for lunch, "Can we do it in the studio next door?"

"Yes," Ling Tong nodded gently, "Then I'll ask Sister Wan to bring the meal over."

The expressions of several battle girls on the side were full of playfulness.

Shen Hai cleared his throat and said, "At noon, I will treat everyone to a working lunch. There will be enough No. 3 engine oil."

The battle girls and battle guys started to tease each other.

Eight psychics watched the show nearby.

Lingtong calmly looked down at his notes, but his expression was inevitably a little unnatural.

Wang Jixuan thought about it, raised his hand to call Mudan, gave her a few instructions, and let Mudan miss the last class in the morning.

Loyal wingmen can share information with one click, so there is no need to worry about Mudan missing classes.

In fact, Wang Jixuan arranged for the eight loyal wingmen to attend classes normally, but because Peony gave birth to a spirit, he treated them as normal creatures in advance.

To keep them loyal to you, you can't rely solely on program settings.

——This is the theory that Taoist Master Wang came up with on his own.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Wang Jixuan cleared his throat:

"Okay, get ready for class."

The three groups of formal students plus Zhou Zhengde and a few others who were just there to take the class for free, immediately sat up straight.

……

When Beta woke up, he felt a pain in his scalp.

He shook his head vigorously, and a green "丫" character grew on his head. On the bedside table was a breakfast and two bottles of water.

Beta felt dry in his mouth, so he opened a bottle of water and took two sips. Then there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Beta, Miss Shaman has been waiting for you for a long time. I have been ordered to take you to lunch."

"I'm coming!"

Beta jumped up and stretched his stiff body, then quickly changed into the loose sportswear lying beside him.

While changing clothes, Beta saw himself in the mirror - he had only a rough human shape, with most of his body covered with a bark-like structure, and even his underwear was made of special material.

Only by isolating oxygen can the "hair" in private parts prevent from growing too fast.

Beta was actually very embarrassed, and had always been embarrassed.

"However, they all died in the perfusion experiment, and I am still alive."

Beta muttered to himself in front of the mirror, gave himself a thumbs up, and acted a happy expression.

He opened the door and was slightly stunned.

It wasn't because he saw Shaman wearing a brand new desert-style dress, nor was it because he saw Mudan wearing a maid outfit beside him, but...

There is a green wheat field outside the window.

Beta was stunned for more than ten seconds without saying anything. He walked forward silently, opened the window, breathed in the air here, and looked up. What he saw was the ceiling of the seventh floor of the fortress, which was also decorated with simulated light and fake clouds.

"Mr. Beta," Mudan asked, "what's wrong with you?"

Shaman leaned against the wall with her arms folded. Her slender waist and wheat-colored skin made her exude a healthy and sexy beauty.

Shaman smiled and said, "This guy got excited when he saw his own kind. Don't worry about him."

"Not the same kind!"

Beta said seriously:

“This is nature, the power of nature!
"But isn't the space inside the fortress very limited? Why would they keep such a large wheat field on this floor alone?"

"This way, Mr. Beta."

Mudan smiled gracefully, held her hands in front of her, and said calmly and elegantly:

“We’ll introduce you as we go.

"Today's lunch will be served in the staff cafeteria of the nursery, as arranged by the superior. Is that ok?"

Beta nodded quickly, and Shaman kicked Beta's thigh.

"Don't just stand there, let's go! Why are you dressed so shabby?"

Beta murmured aggrievedly: "Yes, yes, you have a good figure and you are fashionable."

"That's right," Shaman said proudly with her hands behind her back and her chest puffed out.

good body shape?
Mudan looked down at her chest, reminding herself to avoid sticking out her chest and raising her head, so as not to cause psychological trauma to this female guest who was valued by her superior.

Mudan took the two psychics out of the residential building and walked on the cement road in the field, introducing them in a gentle voice.

The nursery, the design of the seventh floor, how to prevent the fortress disease that often occurs in fortresses during childhood... and so on.

The two listened very carefully and each had some feelings.

At lunch, they ate various kinds of pasta made by the children in the cooking class in the staff restaurant of the orphanage, and drank the broth left over from the children's lunch. They ate with gusto and were very satisfied.

Two psychics, A and B, played games with a group of children for half an hour, and then reluctantly followed Mudan away.

Mudan smiled and said, "Although I don't know why the commander made this arrangement, I think you two should have realized something."

Shaman shrugged: "I really like being with children. If I had a choice, I would also like to be a nanny."

“The environment here is simply amazing!”

Treeman Beta sighed:
"I understand why the warriors of the fortress have such a strong will to fight. They are protecting something worth protecting.

“The City of Psychic Powers is lacking in this aspect. Before we became psychics, most of us had to survive in the slums.

“It’s very cold there. Although there’s no shortage of food, it’s extremely difficult to get more food. It may even be against the law. The food inside the fortress is rationed, so there’s a certain degree of flexibility, which is great.

"If we want to stand out or live with dignity, we can only risk our lives to attempt the infusion ritual."

Shaman asked, "Sister Mudan, what about you? Did you grow up here too?"

Mudan thought about it, put her two slender hands in white gauze gloves on her head, and picked them gently.

The head fell off!
Shaman and the tree man Beta's eyes almost popped out, and the former's spiritual energy began to fluctuate violently.

Mudan put the head back with a smile and shook it gently. The artificial skin on her neck regained its whiteness and translucence without any cracks.

"I am a robot, the commander's loyal wingman. I am always by his side when he sleeps."

Beta frowned, "But you... No wonder, it's spread in the Psychic City that Fu Jian has a powerful force that has not been disclosed. It is said to be the Robot Army. It turns out to be true!"

Shaman's concern was: "Uh, will you accompany me to sleep?"

"Yes," Mudan blinked gently, "Our commander is very energetic." Shaman raised her hand to support her forehead: "Are the people in the fortress so open-minded? I thought, it's okay, it's okay, it shouldn't be considered a love relationship with a mechanical body, right?"

Mudan smiled and did not make any excuses.

She did it on purpose.

Uncle Tai's studio was just ahead. Mudan connected to the surveillance camera inside and took a look. She took the initiative to say, "The commander hasn't finished his meal with his girlfriend yet. We have to wait a little while."

Two small lightning bolts suddenly appeared behind Shaman's head.

"Does Black Storm really have a girlfriend? Isn't this just a rumor spread by others?"

"Yes, you will see him later."

Shaman raised her hand to cover her forehead: "Then he is still with you... Uh, sorry, human civilization has updated its ethical concepts but forgot to inform me, right?"

"The commander was sitting on the bed, and I was kneeling in the corner," Mudan said aggrievedly, "That's how I kept him company."

Shaman heaved a sigh of relief.

That's good. She thought her idol would fall from grace so soon.

Beta pointed to a building nearby and asked, "What is this little electronic music temple for?"

"This is the D5 top military secret area. You are not allowed to look around casually."

Beta turned around quickly, while Shaman looked around curiously.

More than ten minutes later, Beta and Shaman were led into the studio and met Master Wang who had just finished lunch with Lingtong.

This was the first time they saw Wang Jixuan's true face.

However, Shaman's attention was completely attracted by the mechanical girl wearing tight jeans and a white shirt next to her; she looked at Lingtong's figure and face, and couldn't help but immerse herself in the unique beauty of the perfect combination of machinery and human body. She sighed secretly in her heart and dispelled some small thoughts.

"You two come and sit here."

Wang Jixuan greeted with a smile:
"Big Mom and Bear have successfully escaped into D3. They will lie low for a while while we build momentum and pretend to chase them.

"In the Psychic City, the ruling faction and the natural faction are secretly competing with each other, and Aunt Dragonfly has become a key figure.

"So, there is no hope for you two to go back in the short term, so just take a rest here."

Wan Xiaoqi brought iced drinks and Wan Jie brought some cut fruits.

Wang Jixuan took Beta and Shaman to sit down, and Lingtong sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Wang Jixuan.

Ling Tong said softly: "I asked you two to come here today mainly because I need your help with something."

The tree man Beta nodded immediately: "I am willing to contribute to human civilization!"

"What exactly?"

Shaman asked cautiously:

"Personal friendships are friendships, but we also have some concerns. Our families are all in the Psychic City."

Wang Jixuan said directly: "Two things. The first thing is good for you two. Auntie Qingting asked me to help you remove the self-destruct chip and then create a fake death certificate. Do you agree to this?"

"Agree!" Shaman and Beta said in unison.

Unless a knife is at their neck, no psychic will refuse this condition.

Wang Jixuan nodded with a smile and continued:
"The second thing is that we would like to ask you two to introduce the operation mode of the Spirit Management Committee to the D5 War Zone. Please rest assured that this is only for more than ten top generals, and it will be done via a live connection.

"Our understanding of the Spiritual Management Committee is very one-sided. You are actually members of an organization affiliated with the Spiritual Management Committee."

The tree man Beta and Shaman looked at each other.

Shaman pursed her lips, and the tree man Beta raised his hand and said, "Let me do it. I can do it. I don't have any family to care about anymore. As long as my captain and teammates are safe, that's all."

Shaman put her finger on her forehead and said, "Don't let people misunderstand that we are in an ambiguous relationship, idiot! I can do it, but can you give me some bandages? I will disguise myself and make myself look like I am being interrogated."

"Sure," Ling Tong said, "Xiao Qi can help you with your makeup."

"There's no time to lose. I have classes this afternoon, so hurry up and do it."

"Class?" Beta was confused.

Wang Jixuan said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Are you interested too? I can let you watch in the afternoon, but as long as you watch this, you will be on my side from now on."

"Forget it," Beta shook his head honestly, "I still prefer to hang out with the captain, even though this place is pretty good too."

A kind and affectionate tree!

Taoist Wang was almost moved.

Lingtong is in charge of this connection, so Wang Jixuan doesn't need to worry about it.

The Taoist priest took a few specimens, and while Beta was applying the 'battle-damaged makeup', he used Beta's hair to cultivate it a little and made two sets of alchemy materials.

Try refining a qi-boosting pill first!
He asked Sister Wan to help him make an alloy furnace - the furnace was thirty centimeters high, had a simple furnace structure, with flames poured into the lower half, and intricate patterns carved on the belly of the furnace.

Wang Jixuan had naturally refined elixirs;

This kind of basic elixir does not have much technical content.

Wang Jixuan found a corner to meditate facing the wall. He took out the spirit-releasing array plate he had prepared in advance, placed it under the stove, and began to release spiritual energy.

First heat the furnace, then take out the medicine, then melt the clouds, and finally condense the pill.

He pointed his sword forward, and the lid of the alchemy furnace opened automatically, and several spiritual herbs flew into the furnace.

Wang Jixuan was in the empty painting, and a 'warm fire restriction' was temporarily carved on the outside of the alchemy furnace. The temperature inside gradually increased, but the temperature outside the furnace did not change at all.

The elixir gradually melted into fine black sand.

A stream of abundant spiritual energy flowed in here, and under the guidance of Wang Jixuan, it wrapped around the medicinal materials and condensed into medicinal cloud.

The next step is to make the medicine cloud into pills.

After a while, the medicine cloud began to tremble constantly, and light kept flashing inside it. As Wang Jixuan's sword finger swayed, it was like stardust in the universe gathering together and slowly condensing into three pills.

A faint smile appeared on Wang Jixuan's lips.

Although the conditions were very simple, his skills could make up for it. Later, he only needed to spend time to build a real alchemy furnace to mass-produce this kind of elixir...

Ok?
Ding Ding Ding!
The alloy alchemy furnace suddenly vibrated continuously, and the medicinal cloud inside began to gather violently!
boom!
A small black cloud rose in the corner of the studio, and a fresh scent of grass and trees spread out.

Shaman, Beta, who were attending a military meeting in another corner, and Lingtong and others standing nearby, looked over here in surprise.

Wang Jixuan turned over and jumped up, his face was dark and he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"I'm fine! Well, you guys continue, there were some unexpected situations in the experiment! I'm going to change my clothes!"

Wang Jixuan turned around and ran, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Oh my god, the furnace exploded?"

"The alchemy furnace is really not good enough. It's not that I made a mistake in refining it just now. On the contrary, there is hope that I can refine a low-level spiritual medicine. The spiritual energy surged too fast, but the alchemy furnace couldn't suppress it."

"Well, it doesn't count this time. I'll do it next time!"

Taoist Wang quickly regrouped.

However, before officially starting to refine the elixir, he still had to solve the problem of the spiritual practitioner's stone tablet.

Director Chen has begun to suffer from severe insomnia. If the treatment is delayed for a few more days, the old professor will have heart problems.

It is better to refine the formation base first, which is also his comfort zone.

……

Two days later, in the evening.

In the warehouse on the third floor of the fortress, more than a hundred autonomous mechanical guards are on standby.

Wang Jixuan commanded Mudan to set up the eighteen formation bases, turned his head to look at Fu Jian, Chen Wuchou and Zheng Shiduo behind him, and signaled Zheng Shiduo to get ready.

Afterwards, Wang Jixuan held his breath, took out dozens of talismans and suspended them around him. His spiritual consciousness condensed into a sharp cone and stabbed towards the center of the stone wall that was put together again!
(End of this chapter)