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

Chapter 186 Dawn Fireworks [Seeking guaranteed monthly ticket~]

After briefly checking the old instructor's condition, Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's not a big problem.

The black shell means that the brain is atrophied and the few remaining "components" in the body are on the verge of collapse.

He also thought he should inform Lingtong and ask her to prepare a memorial service later to commemorate her biological grandfather.

Because he had previously thought about how to help Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian prolong his life, Wang Jixuan was prepared for this situation.

He pulled out a blank piece of talisman paper, bit his fingertips and squeezed out blood, carved a talisman on the talisman paper, and stuck it on the top of the black shell.

The black shell's rapid breathing immediately became much smoother.

Just some means to strengthen the soul.

Wang Jixuan looked up at Shen Qionglin, who had opened the front of his helmet and was carefully observing the black shell.

"A very old half-human mecha," Shen Qionglin simply analyzed, "He should have suffered organ failure caused by drug stimulation. He may not be able to be saved."

"Why is there no hope?"

Wang Jixuan made up a story in all seriousness:

"You little girl, you just learned a little bit of spiritual skills, and you think you know the answers to all the problems in this world? There is something wrong with your attitude."

"Okay then," Shen Qionglin did not refute.

Wang Jixuan looked around with his spiritual consciousness: "You can study this corpse, but you have to help kill the remaining A-level psychics, and give the crystal core to me after you have studied it."

“I accept this model of fair exchange.”

At this moment, the flying sword vibrated softly and circled around Wang Jixuan several times.

Shen Qionglin looked at the flying sword, and the pair of bright eyes behind the helmet were...very bright.

However, she was smart enough not to ask any more questions.

Everything must first improve mutual trust. Only with mutual trust can we give each other more information.

Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense swept across the entire place and he just happened to see the maid group dealing with the third pseudo S-class psychic. Mudan, who had recovered her hands, was running towards this side.

"Go and help," Wang Jixuan urged Shen Qionglin, "Try to reduce our casualties. This is also a good opportunity for you to gain everyone's favor."

Shen Qionglin asked: "Don't you need me to help you? I can sense that you are very weak now."

"Need not."

Wang Jixuan placed the black shell on the ground, and told Mudan to come over and carry the black shell. He specifically told Mudan:
“Tell them not to touch Instructor Shell, and call me immediately if the talisman on his head falls off.

"He will wake up after a good sleep, and I will help him solve the problem later when I am free."

Mudan quickly agreed from a distance.

Wang Jixuan looked at Shen Qionglin who was wearing armor in front of him. An idea moved his mind and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He formed a seal with his hands and shallow ripples appeared on the ground.

In front of Shen Qionglin, Wang Jixuan merged into the underground and disappeared.

Genuine earth escape!

Shen Qionglin stood there for a few seconds without moving, then turned and rushed to the nearby area where fighting was still going on, and began to sweep the battlefield in cooperation with the top maid group.

Taoist Wang, who was deliberately showing off his skills, appeared in the corner of the first floor of the fortress.

He found a quiet area, sat down, exhaled lightly, and then smiled.

You can defeat the enemy without using any magic!
The sense of honor as a righteous monk has finally returned a little!

He swallowed a blood qi pill, set up a spirit-releasing formation, and quickly absorbed spiritual energy.

There is not much problem with the black shell.

Although brain atrophy is indeed a bit tricky, the soul is temporarily safe. Wang Jixuan has used spiritual energy to nourish the black shell's brain.

This symptom is different from the depression that Lingtong and Shenhai had previously experienced in their brains.

The black shell is on the verge of death due to excessive use of drugs and aging of the body's own organs.

Wang Jixuan said it was easy, but in fact, there are only two common ways to save the black shell.

First, directly refine the black shell as a treasure, let his soul become a spirit body, and continue to fight with the body of the black shell.

Second, use pills.

All it takes is a life-extending pill to extend the black shell's lifespan and restore its brain to health, and with the help of soul-strengthening techniques, living for more than ten years will not be a problem.

There are actually third and fourth methods...

For example, let the crystal core carry the soul, similar to the red snake, and then load the crystal core onto this mechanical body.

That would be considered some crooked ways.

Wang Jixuan had no choice because of his low cultivation level. Now he could solve the problem with normal methods. Then...

He wanted to be a clean and honest monk to avoid being held accountable by the heavens after he ascended to heaven in the future.

"Well, try to use these crooked methods as little as possible. However, if you have to, or the situation is urgent, use them a little. The Grandmaster probably won't blame you."

Wang Jixuan discovered today that he still knew too little about the blade beast crystal core.

The peculiar behavior displayed by Jingugang really opened his eyes.

After a brief thought, he decided to take the second path, which was more conventional and had less psychological pressure.

Wang Jixuan had seen the memory of the black shell.

This old instructor was not a good man in the traditional sense. He was a follower of Fu Jian. He helped Fu Jian eliminate many opponents and also killed other generals in order to seize power.

but……

Wang Jixuan did give a bad review.

He is just a passer-by in the world, and now he is involved too deeply. It is good to be chivalrous, but he also needs to think about how to 'walk away after the task is completed'.

Taoist Master Wang clearly remembered that when he was a teenager, his master once told him such a story...

At that time, the master had just established his foundation and went down the mountain to gain experience. He happened to encounter bandits blocking the road and committing crimes. The master rescued the whole family, young and old. He never thought that one of the young men would become a great general of a country in the future.

When the master met this young man again, his own cultivation had formed a golden elixir. With the support of a powerful sect, he was living a carefree life in the world. Then he saw this general order his subordinates to raise their swords and massacre everyone in the city.

After the master recognized this general, he felt uneasy for a long time.

The master didn't know whether his good deed was right or wrong. Or maybe good thoughts themselves were neither right nor wrong, and monks should not be contaminated by the cause and effect of the world.

Wang Jixuan changed his mind and looked at the choices he was facing.

The problems he encountered were completely different from the problems his master had encountered.

As long as the black shell continues to live, it can protect more ordinary people. Just for this reason, Wang Jixuan can take action to extend his life.

'Other matters have nothing to do with me.'

Having made up his mind to make an elixir for the black shell to prolong his life, Wang Jixuan looked up at the flying swords circling around him.

He took the flying sword, turned it into a sword ball, and retracted it into his palm, with a pleased smile on his face.

This is called a magic weapon!
The kingly way to use the flying sword is as he demonstrated before:

[Given enough mana, the flying sword can burst out enough power. The higher the quality of the flying sword, the higher the upper limit of its power, and the less mana is needed to exert the same power].

He is now only in the early stage of Return to Void Realm and has not yet reached the Condensation Pill Realm. His total mana is insufficient and the spiritual energy in the air is too little. It is still too difficult for him to use a flying sword to directly deal with an S-level psychic.

But once his mind opened up...

The flying sword plus the water control technique can deliver a powerful anesthetic into the psychic's body;
A flying sword with a bit of pure demonic energy can pollute the psychic's soul and drive them mad;

What if there is a flying sword and a nuclear bomb?

hiss!
He can use his mind to focus the flying sword, fly out of the coverage area of ​​his spiritual awareness, let the flying sword drag the nuclear bomb into the complex underground area, release the nuclear bomb and retreat with the flying sword.

There is no need to worry about electromagnetic interference, the only trouble is that blade beasts will block the way.

Taoist priest Wang’s soul slapped his forehead.

Wonderful!

When his cultivation level is higher and he can fly his sword a hundred miles away, he can definitely give it a try!
……

Without any external support, the ground defenders of Fort No. 76 quickly completed the encirclement and suppression of this group of Beast God psychics after Jingu Gang's death.

These psychics did not choose to escape, but fought to the death.

Much like a Saber Beast.

After clearing out the last few Mimic Blade Beasts, the entire surface military camp fell silent at midnight.

The troops from the expansion area entered the main camp to coordinate rescue and battlefield cleanup. Zhou Zhengde did not sleep at all that night.

He couldn't sleep either.

He was not a regular combatant, and it was only after the war was over that Dongfang Zhenghong allowed him to come to the surface. Together with the soldiers and autonomous machines, he rescued the wounded, collected the bodies, and held a hasty funeral for the dead before dawn.

After the alarm was lifted, Wei Na also brought medical staff from Midtown to provide support.

The edge of the Sar Desert at dawn.

Zhou Zhengde put his hands in his pockets, his body covered in blood, and stared at the bodies of the soldiers neatly laid out in rows.

The soldiers' information has been registered, and the fortress will not treat their families and relatives unfairly.

This kind of thing has happened too many times in the Fortress Era. No one knows if he will be the next one lying there. Zhou Zhengde has become numb to the word death.

The flame was lit and the accelerant burned fiercely.

Wei Na crossed her fingers and made a praying gesture.

Zhou Zhengde asked quietly: "Who are you praying to?"

"No one, I'm an atheist, I'm just blessing the heroes who died in the battle," Wei Na asked, "Has our border been breached? Why is there a battle here?"

"Some information that cannot be disclosed to you. Well, this is the news I just received... It is a group of traitorous psychics."

Zhou Zhengde looked at the dancing flames:
“They call themselves the Beast God Cult, and they regard the twelve pillar-level blade beasts as the twelve beast gods. They are the ones who have been causing trouble on the border recently.

“After the brain-eating worms were discovered, they left the system of the Psionic City and directly joined the Blade Beasts.

“This time we eliminated almost one-tenth of their total number and killed about 30 percent of their elite troops.

"The Blade Beasts also transformed them to make them more destructive."

"You really shouldn't have said that to me."

Wei Na put her hands in her white coat and said softly:

"Don't be too angry. You are already middle-aged. This is a fight to the death, a struggle among civilizations. The civilization that survives to the end is the winner."

"I know, I just..."

Zhou Zhengde sighed:
“It’s a bit too depressing.

“They are wreaking havoc, and we can only defend passively. They can destroy as much as they want.

"We've tried so hard to survive... Sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about.

"But if possible, I will make them pay the price for the rest of my life. I will make them pay the price, I will..."

"Okay, stop nagging me. This makes me feel powerless and unable to change the situation."

Wei Na patted Zhou Zhengde's elbow with her right hand:
"You are just a captain, and you will most likely be a politician in the future. Whether or not we can defeat the Blade Beasts is a matter for human civilization as a whole. You just need to do your job well.

"But if you want to be a better captain, you need to forget that you are the commander-in-chief's grandson."

Zhou Zhengde said helplessly: "I have tried my best to forget it."

"Actually not. You have always been thinking from this identity, not the identity of the captain of the law enforcement team or the captain of the public security team. This is why people always say you are childish."

Wei Na glanced at Shen Qionglin who was walking towards her, and looked up and down at Shen Qionglin's figure.

Shen Qionglin has taken off her armor. She subsequently participated in the rescue and treatment, completed several simple operations, and is now watching the flames before dawn.

Wei Na said, "I won't bother you anymore... My new girlfriend has a nice figure, but she's not very tall."

"Uh, don't get me wrong, this is not my new girlfriend. She is a very capable professor. Wang Zheng poached her from the Psychic City."

"Wow, Wang Zheng's new girlfriend."

Zhou Zhengde's eyes lit up as he looked behind Wei Na: "Hmm? When did Major Ling Tong come back?"

Wei Na's body tensed up instantly, her neck felt like a rusty bearing, she turned her head a little bit, only to find that there was nothing behind her.

She kicked Zhou Zhengde hard and turned away.

Zhou Zhengde didn't dare to show his teeth in such an occasion and had to remain solemn at this moment.

Shen Qionglin walked up to Zhou Zhengde with his hands in his pockets and whispered, "This is a very boring way for a couple to get along."

Zhou Zhengde's mouth twitched: "You hurt me three times with just one sentence."

Shen Qionglin was puzzled: "Three times? Ex-girlfriend? Boring? This should be two times."

"She said this before, when we broke up."

"Oh, sorry about that."

"It doesn't matter. Love is just a trivial thing in my life. I have decided to devote my life to the future of human civilization."

"I want to see Wang Zheng," Shen Qionglin said, "You should have received my medical examination report. Are you Fu Jian's grandson? No wonder you are one of his best friends."

Zhou Zhengde immediately said: "No, I'm just the captain of the local security team."

"Oh, then I'll ask someone else."

"You can also ask me," Zhou Zhengde instantly let go of his reserve, "What do you want to ask? He should be resting now."

Shen Qionglin asked curiously: "Shouldn't he come here to attend the memorial service?"

"No need," Zhou Zhengde whispered, "He can prevent more people from lying in the flames before dawn. This is his value and contribution. He doesn't need to care about these forms and processes."

"Ask him how I can quickly gain his trust."

Shen Qionglin took out a data device from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Zhengde:
“I have dealt with Jingu Gang’s body. Here is a detailed autopsy report and a general lab report.

“I want to keep the crystal core inside Jingugang’s body to continue researching. There are some special structures inside, and I need his approval.

"Also, does he still accept students? I heard others call him Teacher Wang. If he accepts students, what are the criteria?"

Zhou Zhengde frowned in thought.

He keenly noticed that Shen Qionglin was now very interested in his best friend Wang Zheng.

That’s right, Zhou Zhengde didn’t quite understand where this interest lay.

Although he wanted to gossip, no matter how he looked at it, Shen Qionglin seemed to want to dissect Wang Zheng... She was still from the Psychic City, so he had to be on guard...

Suddenly, Zhou Zhengde heard Wang Jixuan's voice:
“At eight o’clock in the morning, ask Shen Qionglin to come to the seventh floor. I will take her around the fortress.

"She's a very capable researcher. She will most likely be useful to the D5 War Zone in the future."

Zhou Zhengde immediately had an idea.

But he did not agree to Shen Qionglin directly. At this time, he showed the shrewdness of a politician and said to Shen Qionglin:

"Wait for my news later. You can go to sleep for a while. If Wang Zheng allows it, I will notify you to come over."

"Oh."

Shen Qionglin responded without saying anything more.

Her pupils reflected the flickering flames here, and her amazing memory reminded her of the list she had accidentally glanced at before.

She had never been to the front line, and the Iron Wall Fortress had always been stable. This was the first time she had encountered humans facing heavy casualties from psychics.

"Why burn the bodies at dawn..."

She murmured in confusion.

Soon, at the seventh floor of the fortress, Uncle Tai’s studio.

Uncle Tai, with two associate professors and a senior engineer as his assistants, controlled the construction machinery and placed a large copper furnace that was as tall as a person in the corner of the studio.

Wang Jixuan, who was sorting the spiritual medicines nearby, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Beta, the tree man with a swollen and painful scalp, is playing video games with Shaman, enjoying Wan Xiaoqi's equipment.

The last time the furnace exploded when he was refining alchemy, Wang Jixuan summarized it and found that it was mainly because the furnace was too simple and the elixir had upgraded to a higher level and the furnace could not control it.

This time, he directly used the top-level furnace that could be made at the current stage!

In addition to refining longevity pills for the black shells, he also wanted to make some pills that could help improve the strength of half-human mechas, and he just happened to use the black shells to experiment with it.

When medicine meets qi, it forms an image; Tao is in nothingness and combines with nature.

After swallowing a magic pill, I realized that my life is not controlled by God!

Open the furnace and make alchemy!

There is no way he will blow up the furnace this time!

(End of this chapter)