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

Chapter 320 Connector

Aunt Dragonfly stood in the top-floor office of the 'Weihuo' building, gazing at the colorful city before her.

This colorfulness is not due to the city’s vitality;

That was the light emitted by the psychic shield.

Aunt Dragonfly is now a cadre of the City of Psychic Powers. She happens to be in charge of logistics and knows some data that other psychics don't know.

Some protective shields can only be opened at night due to lack of crystal core supply;

The severe cold in the Arctic Circle will sting the skin of decent people, and a large number of ordinary people who are unable to get warm supplies are dying from the cold.

There's no way around it.

After the spiritual practitioner showed up and negotiated with Fu Jian, the influence of the Psychic Power City plummeted, and the resources that the Psychic Power City could plunder in the nine comprehensive war zones became less and less.

Although the Psychic City itself has a profound foundation, even if it is completely cut off from external supplies of materials and crystal cores, it can still operate for ten to eight years;
But the superiors here don't want to give too many resources to these ordinary people.

This is where the contradiction arises.

It can even be said that beneath the seemingly peaceful and prosperous appearance of this city, countless tiny cracks have appeared.

The glass of the multi-layered floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the shadow of Aunt Dragonfly.

Compared to herself two years ago, she has become a completely different person.

Her smooth and delicate skin, slightly plump figure, her professional suit, and the exquisite makeup on her beautiful face make her exude the charm of a mature woman.

All these changes are due to talisman water, elixir, and billions of medical beauty.

——After she got into better shape, she gave herself a slight cosmetic surgery.

It’s a pity that the aunt has become more beautiful and has no time anymore. Now she has no time to catch a rich man.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Aunt Dragonfly, who was lost in thought, said, "Come in."

The office door opened, and a female assistant walked into the room in high heels and handed a paper document to the desk.

The female assistant reminded delicately:
"Deputy Minister, you will be attending an online meeting in half an hour. It will be hosted by Mr. Tai himself. You need to enter the virtual venue five minutes in advance."

"understood."

Aunt Dragonfly casually took the paper document in her hand.

This was the skill of using psychic power that she had learned from a Taoist priest.

The lines of data on the file made her expression even more gloomy.

The female assistant saw that her boss was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to say anything and quietly slipped out of the office.

"Alas, the swarms of termites."

Aunt Dragonfly walked back to her desk, threw the paper documents on the table, sank into the soft sofa, closed her eyes and took a short rest.

Suddenly a light laugh came from the corner:
"Is the deputy minister worried?"

Aunt Dragonfly suddenly widened her eyes and turned to look at the corner.

There was no human figure, only a faint starlight.

But this male voice!
This tone always carries a hint of sarcasm!

And that lazy energy.

Wang Zheng!

Black Storm! The guy who changed the trajectory of her life! She definitely didn't hear it wrong!
Aunt Dragonfly subconsciously glanced at a few corners.

Although the surveillance equipment placed there had been unplugged by her.

Aunt Dragonfly suppressed her excitement and wrote a line on the paper.

【Communicate by voice transmission.】

Wang Jixuan's voice immediately rang in her heart.

"Being monitored?"

Aunt Dragonfly continued writing, and after a few seconds after finishing each sentence, she would crumple up the line of paper.

Really, burn it after reading.

【Yes. 】

[You actually received my call for help! No one in the world has heard from you! Thank you! I love you so much! ]

[Uh, it's not a love affair between a man and a woman. Don't get me wrong. I'm not a bitch who knows what's going on.]

"It just so happens that Jingji Sidong has something to do and needs to come to the Psychic City," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "Don't think too much. I'm not here for your pretty face now."

[Are you teasing me? ]

"I have a girlfriend...what's wrong? What exactly did that message you sent to Peony mean? Why is it going to be an all-out war?"

Aunt Dragonfly thought about it and wrote a line on the paper.

[After I finish the meeting here, I will go underground to my own secret room at noon, and we can talk in detail then.]

"Okay, I'll go do some of my own work then, see you at noon."

Wang Jixuan stopped transmitting the message.

Aunt Dragonfly waited for a long time but didn't hear Wang Jixuan's voice, so she concluded that he had left.

Come and go without a trace...

"This place is full of over a dozen SS-level psychics and three spiritual practitioners, yet he managed to get in so easily."

'Should we say he is confident or arrogant?'

Aunt Dragonfly felt a little conflicted.

When the female assistant pushed the door open again, she wanted to remind her boss to enter the meeting room in advance;
The female assistant suddenly discovered that 'Dragonfly Auntie' Mai Qingting seemed to have won the lottery. Her eyes, which were usually irritable, were full of light, and in the ashtray beside her, there were no cigarette butts for the first time.

Ok?
The female assistant was full of confusion.

But she still listed Aunt Dragonfly's sudden change in mood as an abnormality and wrote it into her daily observation report.

This is not the only boss she has.

……

The meetings at Tailao Taishenggang are always long and boring;

Not only does it lack any practical content, but it also pays special attention to all kinds of stinking rules.

Aunt Dragonfly's current title is deputy minister. She is a core member sent by the Natural Faction, but in this meeting, she can only sit in the corner of the last row.

Aunt Dragonfly was in a very good spirit today, having swept away her usual drowsiness.
She listened to all of Mr. Tai's nonsense and the flattery of his subordinates, suppressed her nausea, and calculated the time.

at last.

"That's all for today's meeting. I'll just add a few words."

Tai Shenggang said in a deep voice:

“The current situation is becoming increasingly severe, and the newly formed war alliance of the nine comprehensive war zones is still extremely resistant to us.

"Psychic power has had a huge impact on the progress of mankind in the past, present, and future, but those powerful politicians in the major war zones are worried that we will take away their power.

"You are all the core members of the Psychic City Resource Management Committee. You should ride on the tide of the times..."

About half an hour later.

"Meeting dismissed."

Dozens of people attending the meeting applauded at the same time, and the strength of the applause was extremely fierce.

Aunt Dragonfly is also an old turtle who goes to school on a part-time basis - I couldn't help laughing.

Meeting with this old guy is torture;

She is going to find her own little hunk.

After turning off the virtual conference device, Aunt Qingting rushed into the suite next to the office, found a pair of stockings that had been covered in dust for a long time, changed into a sexier black leather skirt, looked at herself in the mirror, and patted her perky buttocks hard.

"Charming, my old meanie."

Then Aunt Dragonfly wrapped herself in a thick windbreaker, picked up an exquisite single-sleeve bag, and walked from the office to the elevator in the center of the building.

The Psychic City is like an oversized flat fortress.

However, it has only four floors above and below ground, and the main body of the city is on the surface.

The surface layer has 50% of the population and is the gathering place of the civilians of the Psychic City. There are many iconic buildings of the Psychic City, which are distributed around the Sphere of Silence where the Six Elders live. The first and second underground floors are where civilians and materials live, and a large number of shelters and warehouses have been built.

The third underground floor houses various research facilities and institutions related to psychic power.

The main activity area of ​​the Natural School was originally on the second and third underground floors.

Now, although the naturalists have come out of the underground and onto the stage, their main territory is still underground.

The elevator that Aunt Dragonfly takes can directly reach the underground floor of the Psychic City.

She stepped out of the elevator and what came into view was a neat and tidy neighborhood.

Several dozen meters above, the flat rock formations are inlaid with some metal rings, inside the rings are some blade beast crystal cores that can restore their own energy. These rings can provide warmth and light.

Aunt Dragonfly suddenly heard a familiar call in her ear:

"It's not bad here, but many people live worse than livestock."

The old lady remained calm, put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker, and walked normally on her way home from get off work.

There are many patrolling guards on the road;

Most of these guards are low-level psykers or ordinary human soldiers who were not selected as materials.

——This is near the Weihuo Building, so the order is naturally much better than other areas.

Aunt Dragonfly found the down elevator she usually used and went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is over 60 meters high. Through the glass of the sightseeing elevator, you can see the rolling five or six-story buildings.

This is the main territory of the natural school.

Aunt Dragonfly went to her favorite tavern, pretended to be a little bored, exchanged a few code words with the bartender, entered a secret passage downward from the kitchen, turned left and right, and arrived at her secret residence.

An ensuite cell with private bathroom and study.

This place was once used to detain political criminals in the Psychic City, that is, high-ranking officials who lost the power struggle.

Auntie Dragonfly looked around and asked quietly, "Boss?"

In the corner of the room, a shadow moved quietly and slowly condensed into a vague human figure.

The figure trembled a few times like jelly, and the familiar figure appeared in Aunt Dragonfly's eyes.

Look at this young monk.

He looked to be in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a handsome face. His long hair, which had just grown a little, was simply tied up. He wore a simple shirt and jeans, and a pair of white sneakers, making him look like a new student.

Who else could it be if not King Zheng of the Black Storm?

"You haven't changed at all... That's right, it's only been nine months."

Aunt Dragonfly felt inexplicably touched and kept muttering:

"They all said that you were dead, killed by the blade beast, but I never believed it.

"You're not the type to just ignore everything. You must have a backup plan. Really... it's really like that."

She felt a little sad.

Wang Jixuan had a strange expression on his face. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down, saying with a smile, "Sit anywhere you want. You're welcome."

"this is my house."

Aunt Dragonfly replied unhappily, and soon found the same feeling she had when she first got along with this guy.

Disgusting.

She took off her windbreaker, deliberately showing off her mature figure, and asked casually, "Didn't you say you came to the Psychic City for something? Is there anything you need my help with?"

Wang Jixuan smiled and shook his head: "No one else can help with this matter, not to mention that you are now their deputy minister."

"Don't mention it."

Auntie Dragonfly went to the refrigerator, took out some bacon and low-proof wine, and complained:

"I'm just a small shrimp pushed out by the teachers.

“Going to work every day is like being in prison, and I have to deal with those bastards in the ruling party.

“None of the policies I proposed could be implemented!”

The Taoist priest pinched a piece of bacon into his throat and chewed it gently.

He hadn't eaten anything for more than nine months, and his taste buds felt pleasant, and he hummed in comfort.

"Is it so delicious?"

"I've been living an ascetic life lately," the Taoist priest said with emotion, "and my concentration has deteriorated."

Like him, he practiced in seclusion in the mountains for one or two years each time, never feeling lonely at all, immersed in the joy of realizing the great truth;

But now, it has only been nine months, and it has reached the limit of what his mind can endure. If he doesn't get out for some fresh air, his mind will be in turmoil.

I want delicious food, good wine, and beautiful women.

He couldn't stand the loneliness anymore.

If the matter here wasn't so urgent... he would probably have secretly gone to find Lieutenant Colonel Lingtong to relieve his homesickness.

Wang Jixuan glanced at the golden elixir in his stomach and raised his eyebrows slightly.

At least the results of these nine months have been very good, far exceeding previous expectations.

He originally planned to spend a year to consolidate his foundation and enter the Golden Core stage, but after only three months of seclusion, with the nourishment of the abundant spiritual energy of the Pillar Blade Beast, he had already reached the peak of the Condensation Core stage.

For a normal cultivator, condensing the golden elixir is the first hurdle they encounter in their practice.

When the golden elixir is completed, one will be on the path to becoming an immortal.
It is difficult to achieve the golden elixir, and building the foundation is just a waste of time. Even if you add a hundred or two hundred years to your life, it is difficult to stay young forever, and you will still be a withered skeleton in the mortal world.

But Master Wang is not a normal cultivator, he is a Mahayana cultivator.

He deliberately spent an extra month consolidating his foundation and tempering his body, thinking it over carefully and finding out what he had lost. When he had nothing else to improve, he used the power of his Mahayana residual soul.

Using the residual soul to protect the current Taoist body, Yuan soul and Qi sea, there is almost no risk, and the golden elixir is condensed in one go.

There is also a theory about the quality of golden elixir.

Wang Jixuan had not deliberately pursued the perfect golden elixir before, but the golden elixir he condensed this time had the appearance of a ninth-grade green lotus.

The quality is much higher than the first time he cultivated the golden elixir.

This is the function of the Mahayana residual soul.

It was also thanks to the fact that he did not get completely carried away in the previous few times and consumed his own Mahayana residual soul.

After he condensed the golden elixir, he took back the remaining soul and used it to guide the transformation of the original soul.

After the Golden Core Realm is the Heaven and Earth Bridge Realm.

The Bridge between Heaven and Earth is actually a vague concept, symbolizing the transition between the Golden Elixir and the Nascent Soul. It is also a bridge from the Nascent Soul, which symbolizes mortals, to the Nascent Soul, which symbolizes the threshold to becoming an immortal.

There are a total of six levels in the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, and it is also the only major realm among all the realms of cultivation that is divided by "levels".

And now, Wang Jixuan was standing in front of the first step of the Heaven and Earth Bridge.

He hesitated for a long time and was unable to take this step, so he came to the City of Psychic Energy to look for opportunities.

The specific realm is the great perfection of the golden elixir realm.

The Sixth Pillar had paid so much for his practice;

If someone carefully measures the changes in the spiritual energy in the sixth pillar, they will find that its total spiritual energy has dropped by several percentage points.

Or is it an irreversible drop in the upper limit?

Wang Jixuan did not want to expose his whereabouts. He was thinking of taking a walk outside and then continuing to practice in the body of the sixth pillar. He would not give up until he had gotten rid of this giant beast.

The fact that the Blade Beasts did not forcefully attack the Sixth Pillar really helped Wang Jixuan a lot;

Even if the blade beasts forcefully attack, it won't matter;

The blissful sky curtain inside the sixth pillar is guarded by millions of human military souls, which can suppress the pillar blade beasts from giving birth to souls again, and also prevent Galino from controlling the pillar blade beasts.

These millions of human military souls are also the reason why Wang Jixuan dares to directly use the pillar blade beasts for cultivation.

"Hmm, why do I feel like a parasite?"

Taoist Wang smiled casually, looked up at Mai Qingting, then suddenly remembered something and gently fiddled with the bracelet on his wrist.

A ray of light flashed by, and Peony, still in the maid outfit, made a stunning appearance.

"Long time no see, Mai Xiaomei... Uh, why do you look a little more decadent?"

(End of this chapter)