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

Chapter 235 The Escaped Spiritualist

"Almost immediately after you returned, this side started to vibrate. I tried to separate the stone slabs, but even after I separated them, the slabs were still vibrating at a high frequency. Various lights appeared inside, and then all the lights began to converge. No. 4 stopped responding."

Shen Qionglin explained quickly, followed Wang Jixuan who had just got off the plane, and rushed into the elevator.

Only Mudan, Wu Man, and Zheng Shiduo took the initiative to follow;

When the others heard that it was related to Spiritual Practitioner Slate No. 4, they obeyed the rules and did not follow. They needed to rest as this mission had exhausted most of their spirits.

but……

Black Shell looked at the stone slab wall of spiritual practitioner No. 5 that Wang Jixuan had left on the transport plane, as well as the nervous young girl, and felt a little troubled.

The number of strange and bizarre objects stored in Fort No. 76 in the Medieval Basin is increasing.

To some extent, the importance of this place has almost surpassed that of the headquarters!
The slate wall glowed with a faint golden light.

That voice sounded in Black Shell's mind again: "That old man with a flat head over there? The one who turned himself into a robot. Yes, that's you!"

"What are you doing?"

"Send my slate over. Shouldn't you ask me about matters related to spiritual practitioners?"

"You, wait for orders."

Black Shell responded unhappily, yawned a little tiredly, turned around and walked towards the half-human mechas he had brought out.

"Holding a meeting! What are you fighting for this time! If it weren't for Wang Zheng fighting desperately, you would all be doomed!"

"Instructor, this has nothing to do with us! We went to snipe and blew up a bunch of their armored vehicles!"

"That's right, instructor! You can't impose your incompetence on us."

"You're fucking incompetent! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll remove your extra parts and let you modify 90% in advance. Do you believe it or not?"

A group of fighting girls were laughing there.

A cold snort came from slate number five.

The spiritual practitioner was surprisingly in a good mood and didn't take it seriously. He just muttered, "These humans are really stubborn."

The young girl asked in a low voice: "Sir...can I carry you..."

"No, they will come to me if they are confused."

Slate No. 5 said leisurely:
"We need to be more patient with lower-level civilizations. They don't understand how powerful I am, so they can't fully understand the significance of my existence. This is normal."

The girl whispered, "But why do I feel like you are trying to save face?"

Tablet No. 5: ...

"I forgot that you are also a member of a low-level civilization. I haven't trained you well yet. From now on, you need to change your mindset. We are not gods, but we also need to look at them with compassion."

"Well, sir, I would like to write a letter home, is that okay?"

"Look for them."

……

The third floor of the fortress, the corner warehouse.

Before Wang Jixuan entered, he sensed a residual fluctuation of the universe and thought to himself that something was wrong.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he saw Director Chen Wuchou, several elderly men in white coats, and stone slabs scattered on the ground.

These more than one hundred stone slabs flickered with a faint light.

The blood of the blade beast in the blood pool nearby still retains a lot of activity. The demonic energy refined by Wang Jixuan has not been completely used up, and some demonic energy still remains on these stone slabs.

There are cranes and other objects not far away.

Taoist Wang glanced at Shen Qionglin, who had a rare look of uneasiness on his face.

"You, did you mess with him?"

"I did," Shen Qionglin did not shirk responsibility. "I wanted to do a deeper study and observed a lot of interesting data. Just when I wanted to do a deeper experiment and had some new experimental ideas, something strange happened. It's what I mentioned before."

Zheng Shiduo asked: "What happened to number four? How did it happen?"

"It was that blood pool with some black gas in it. The spiritual practitioner No. 4 must have been in a lot of pain at the time. He was very afraid of this kind of thing."

Shen Qionglin said simply:

“Take away his threats, incitements, and worthless emotional outbursts, and there are three valid messages.

“First, the poison gas created by Teacher Wang can harm their souls, but other spiritual practitioners should have circuits to deal with Teacher Wang’s methods.

“Second, he did lie to Teacher Wang about some things and passed the news on. He guessed that Teacher Wang came to him at that time and was about to take action.

"Third, he has contacted a group of powerful psychics, and I will be captured and taken back to the Psychic City soon."

While Shen Qionglin was speaking, Wang Jixuan was already squatting in front of the scattered stone slabs.

The ripples of the universe left on the stone slab...

Although the stone slab had no new damage compared to before, it looked like something was missing no matter how you looked at it.

Wang Jixuan asked, "Director Chen, can you put them together?"

Chen Wuchou said hurriedly: "Yes! We didn't dare to disrupt the scene so we didn't move. The commander-in-chief asked us to wait for you to come back!"

"Put them together and see."

Wang Jixuan muttered:

"It's possible that this guy has escaped. This residual fluctuation... huh? What did he say? The second and third points."

Shen Qionglin repeated it in detail and described the expression of spiritual practitioner No. 4 when he said these words.

It was a morbid look, with a sense of pleasure that one's revenge was about to be achieved.

Wang Jixuan frowned and thought.

Mudan was planning what to eat for her superior to replenish his nutrition later and didn't pay any attention to these things.

Zheng Shiduo slapped his forehead and said, "Shit! I know! Meng Jin and his gang were led there by spiritual practitioner number four! Damn it! This bastard is plotting against us!"

Wang Jixuan sighed and said, "It was my fault. I wanted to ask for information about spiritual practitioner No. 5, but was tricked by spiritual practitioner No. 4."

"It's just a possibility," Shen Qionglin shrugged and asked with interest, "It seems that your experience on this trip was very exciting. Did you get anything good? I can help you research for free."

"Yes, let me think about how to tell you."

Director Chen has reassembled the stone slab.

Although there is light emanating from it, the light is emitted by the stone slab itself and is not integrated.

Wang Jixuan used his spiritual sense to investigate and soon noticed something different.

The stone tablet of spiritual practitioner No. 4 no longer had that sense of hidden secrets.

This wall is dead.

Wang Jixuan came to this conclusion.

Mudan said, "Sir, if everything is alright here, I'll go and help you tidy up your accommodation. You'll need to rest later."

Wang Jixuan said: "Well, go ahead and ask Xiao Hua Ting to wait for me in the studio."

"Okay sir."

Mudan took off the helmet of the invisible armor, and her long golden hair fell down. This set of simulated skin could even simulate some sweat, and the details were perfect. She whispered to Shen Qionglin: "I'll warn you in advance that what the commander brought back may make Professor Shen very excited."

excited?

Shen Qionglin smiled noncommittally: "He himself is exciting enough for me - I mean in terms of scientific research."

However, after Wang Jixuan ordered the maids to carry down the stone tablet of Spiritual Practitioner No. 5 and hand over the information they obtained in the secret base this time to Shen Qionglin, Shen Qionglin did become excited.

The specific performance is:
She kept raising her hand to push up her glasses which she had taken off long ago. Her speech became very fast, her mind became very active, and she kept circling around the stone slab of number five.

"Huh? You got another one! Is this a Chinese cabbage?"

"It's just a small matter." Master Wang, who had already taken off his X-armor, couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure you'll need research materials in the future."

Shen Qionglin turned around and rushed to the operating table in the corner, shouting, "I'm going to take a look at their promotion experiment materials. This is what I've been looking for!"

Wang Jixuan didn't know how to comment for a moment.

The source of the promotion experiment [Spiritual Practitioners] is right here, but she is studying the promotion techniques that were castrated by the first three spiritual practitioners...

This is nothing more than neglecting the essentials and pursuing the trivial.

The stone tablet of spiritual practitioner No. 5 glowed with golden light, and the clear female voice appeared again:

"Number Four actually escaped."

"Escaped? What do you mean?"

"He moved out of his own subspace," the voice of the fifth spiritual practitioner was a little more hesitant, "Generally speaking, spiritual practitioners will not give up their own subspace unless it is absolutely necessary. This is equivalent to our home, and it also contains our private treasures."

Her slate wall emitted a beam of golden light, which hit the slate wall of spiritual practitioner No. 4.

The two stone walls seemed to establish some kind of connection.

Soon, slate wall No. 4 was activated again, and the milky white halo continued to extend outward, covering dozens of square meters, and the illusion of waves washing over appeared again.

The white sand, the waves that constantly wash over the beach, the clouds in the distance, the twin moons on the horizon, all of these are still there.

But the spire disappeared out of thin air.

There were still wisps of black air in the original area of ​​the spire, which were the evil energy that spiritual practitioner No. 4 could not resolve.

According to Wang Jixuan's current understanding:
The core circuit is the spiritual practitioner's practice; the psychic circuit is the spiritual practitioner's spell.

Spiritual practitioner No. 4 does not have the psychic energy circuit to dissolve the evil spirit, but other spiritual practitioners may have it.

In general, this is actually the limitation of spiritual civilization.

"Is there any way to locate him?" asked Taoist Wang.

"It's impossible to locate him unless he contacts me first," said Five nonchalantly, "but you know, I have some grudge against him."

Wang Jixuan wondered, "What is your grudge?"

"how to say."

Number Five's voice had a bit more emotion, a kind of sarcasm:
"Old guys like him have always tried to suppress the rise of newcomers like us, and they themselves are intoxicated by the light of the core circuit, and they want us to be as unambitious as they are.

“However, they do not understand technology, nor do they seek to learn it. Instead, they occupy high positions in our social system and then give orders.

"Why do you think the Blade Beast lost control?
"Before the problem with the Blade Beasts, the seven or eight of us newcomers had already warned them that the Garinos could switch nodes in the Blade Beasts' thought network. Unless all the Blade Beasts were eliminated and regenerated, we could ensure that the Blade Beasts had a stable cycle. However, the meeting composed of these old guys felt that the Blade Beasts were created by our civilization and could not have power greater than ours, so they symbolically killed a few Garinos.

"Then disaster happened."

Wang Jixuan asked, "You let the blade beasts mine on different planets. What kind of mines are they mining?"

"I don't know everything because I don't have a high authority in our civilization."

Number Five said simply:

“Blade beasts are weapons of war, responsible for plundering all the resources we need.

"Besides that is the crystal core itself.

“I don’t know since when our home planet began to commonly use crystal cores as energy cores, and the spiritual energy in our air is constantly decreasing. The only source of crystal cores is the blade beast.

“As long as the blade beasts are spread out, they can replicate themselves. In essence, the blade beasts are crystal core factories… Actually, it’s okay to tell you, but I have no evidence. This is just my guess.

"At that time, the top leaders on our side should have used blade beasts to collect souls, the souls of all living things, to open the barrier of time and space, so that we can step into the realm of God and become true gods. I have never paid attention to how it was achieved. That is not the path I chose."

Wang Jixuan: ...

After all, they also want to ascend.

It's just an ascension that took the wrong path.

"Where can this number four go?"

Wang Jixuan stroked his chin and kept thinking. Suddenly, he heard cheers from the members of Shen Qionglin's team. It was obvious that they had made good progress.

The Taoist priest doesn't care about this.

Spiritual practitioner number five offered, "If you really want to know, I can contact those three. Old Sophie seems to have nowhere else to go except to seek refuge with them."

Wang Jixuan asked, "Didn't he say that he and No. 6 are good friends?"

"Number six? According to the number you gave, number six is ​​Yama."

Spiritual practitioner number five was visibly stunned:

"Number Six's spire has collapsed, and her core circuit has already begun to reincarnate. She had a little dispute with us at the time, and then decided to self-destruct and release the core circuit. Old Sophie and Yama are not familiar with each other at all.

"Yama said at the time that she had discovered where the treasure on this planet was hidden. The problem now is that we can't get close, so we can only let the core circuit find it on its own."

“No,” Wang Jixuan said with disgust, “Number Four is lying about even these things?”

Zheng Shiduo sighed: "It's really not easy to not say a single word of truth!"

"Forget it, let's not think about it for now. It's useless to daydream about it. If enemies come, we'll just fight them with soldiers and if floods come, we'll just block them with earth."

Wang Jixuan sighed softly:
"This guy must have paid a heavy price for escaping. He is really an old charlatan... Let's take a rest first. There will be a meeting in the studio tonight."

Spiritual practitioner number five asked, "Do you really need me to ask?"

Zheng Shiduo said: "The three of them are hostile to us, so they probably won't tell anyone."

"That's right. Old Sophie probably doesn't dare to go to the three of them. His little fortune will be directly divided up."

Spiritual practitioner No. 5 muttered something, then yawned, and the golden light retracted.

"Take me to your studio as well. This place reeks of old Sophie, and I don't want to be kept here... Take care of my spirit slave as well. That's all I have to order you for now."

Wang Jixuan patted Zheng Shiduo on the shoulder and said, "I leave it to you, the resourceful Captain Zheng. Take good care of our distinguished guests."

"Ah? Me? Okay then, I'll try my best to take care of you."

Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but secretly wonder if his brother Wang had any intention behind this arrangement and whether he could use his unique skills.

at the same time.

In a dark space.

A spire was forcibly embedded in the solid rock, and a voice inside it kept murmuring.

"Where can I go... Where can I go... Damn it! They couldn't kill that devil, he's coming back... Hehehe... Die, all of you bastards, die! Die!"

Wisps of black air slowly spread outward from the spire.

(End of this chapter)