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

Chapter 326 Call me Amina from now on

Wilhelmina Tuk has been getting more and more irritable lately.

Ever since the 76th King Beast attacked Fortress and Black Storm 'died in battle from exhaustion', her mood had become somewhat gloomy.

Even though she had received Wang Jixuan's message in advance and knew that he was just hiding to practice;
But this feeling of being suppressed and forced by the blade beasts, without any means of counterattack, made her feel very powerless.

Even if she wanted to sacrifice something in exchange for power, the core circuit did not have similar technical support.

The methods that Wang Zheng passed on to her were not her favorite means of attack at all. Although she could mobilize her own spiritual energy more easily, she was far from being able to do anything beyond what the core circuit allowed.

The spiritual practitioner was restricted to death by the core circuit.

'So in the end, I couldn't do anything.'

Number Five sighed softly.

She was sitting on a sand dune near the remains of Fort 76, where a supply truck was hidden in the sand.

In the past few months, when she was feeling down, she would come here to hide.

No one knew she was here.

As usual, she sat on the top of the sand dune and looked at the blue sky for a while. Wearing jeans and a bat shirt, with short golden hair, she looked like the heroine in those cyberpunk paintings, except that her eyes had a bit more melancholy like a literary girl.

"Ugh."

Number Five sighed softly.

Ding ding.

A warning sound came from the supply vehicle.

Number Five stretched his neck, lowered his head and walked down the sand dune, jumped into the supply vehicle wrapped in a holographic screen, and found the communicator that he had given to Tiantian as a gift.

[New No. 1 Spiritual Slave (Tiantian): Master, I made a delicious cake here. It is made from some high-quality starch that I managed to obtain with great difficulty. Do you want to try it? ]

There were several black lines on No. 5's forehead.

No, this guy is so cute! He's still a master, isn't he disgusting! I can smell the stench of love through the screen!

[Goddess of the Night (Spiritual Cultivation): No, I like to eat smelly things. ]

[New No. 1 Spirit Slave: Okay. Eating sweets can make you happier. Master, you seem a little depressed lately. The supply vehicle can be activated six times a week.]

[Goddess of the Night: Do your own thing. ]

[New No. 1 Spirit Slave: My own business is to make you happy every day. ]

Number Five rolled his eyes.

She had never met a spirit slave with such no sense of boundaries!

Is the pursuit of low-level carnal desires really that blissful?
Humph, it's just some low taste.

[Goddess of the Night: I need quiet now. ]

Number Five threw the communicator aside, turned around and wanted to leave, but hesitated, stared at the communicator for a long time, and finally let out a soft click of the tongue.

"What nonsense are you thinking about? I am a spiritual practitioner with a long life span."

Number Five stretched, his bat-wing shirt fluttering open, and the sunlight coming through the car window outlined his curvy figure through the bat-wing shirt.

She still maintains a 'low power consumption' state, which is conducive to the recovery of her own strength.

Since you have nothing to do anyway, why not put on some makeup?

Number Five hummed Xiaohua Ting's latest single, sat down in front of the simple dressing table, and began to study her recent hobby.

Liquid foundation, light blush, try a bold lipstick color…

Although humans are facing a shortage of all kinds of materials nowadays, chemical products are relatively abundant and cosmetics can be found everywhere, so it is not a luxury hobby.

Soon, No. 5 looked left and right in the mirror and was quite satisfied with his face.

suddenly.

"Your skin is already fair and smooth, why do you need to use these things to change your skin color? Your face is one shade darker than your neck."

Number Five froze there.

She looked like she had seen a ghost. She was stunned for a few seconds and then suddenly turned back to look at the car window.

Wang Jixuan was lying in front of the car window, looking at this side with a smile.

"Eh!"

Number Five's eyes suddenly lit up, he turned around and looked at Wang Jixuan and said:
"Where did you come from? Why didn't I notice you?"

"That only shows that you are not vigilant enough," Wang Jixuan stood up with a smile, turned to the car door, and jumped in with one step.

He was still dressed in jeans and a white shirt, looking sunny and cheerful. Even in this endless yellow sand, he was spotless.

After a monk has established his foundation and practiced fasting, his body is basically free of dirt and he has magical powers to protect himself. Unless he is injured or under special circumstances, his clothes will always look like new and do not need to be changed deliberately.

Number Five had come to his senses and quickly washed off his makeup at the faucet, saying:

"Wait for me! I'm just... well, bored... don't make any extra associations!"

"What am I thinking? Do you still have worldly feelings? A beautiful girl who is 17,000 years old."

Taoist priest Wang sighed and searched for his favorite wheat juice in the small refrigerator in the car.

“I was in the Arctic Circle a few days ago, and Auntie Dragonfly not only learned how to put on makeup, she also had plastic surgery, and she looked like the gorgeous model on the poster.

"She even wanted to try something a little more exciting with me.

"I know people in this era are more open-minded, but this is too... I am still too conservative."

"Are you conservative?" Number Five sneered.

She looked up at the mirror.

As expected, the jade-like skin soaked in spiritual energy is more attractive.

Number Five said leisurely: "There are many women who covet your body. Falling in love with you has made Lingtong's strength change qualitatively. Even if I stay in this ruin, I can hear all kinds of rumors about her."

"It's normal. Ling Tong is Fu Jian's chosen successor and is promoted as the new generation of heroes."

Wang Jixuan opened the bottle and took a sip, breathing out a comfortable breath:

"No more small talk, I just came back, and the only two people who see me now are you and Aunt Dragonfly.

"Are you ready to go now?"

Number Five crossed his arms and seemed a little disgusted: "You didn't go to find Ling Tong?"

"Of course, she is busy at the front line, and I have things to do as well."

Wang Jixuan shook his head:
"If love lasts for a long time, how can we live together day and night?"

"Huh? You're tired so soon?" Number Five blinked. "How long have you been together? I read in those human books that it says that it takes seven years to get itchy, right?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

"The human civilization on this planet has such a rich cultural heritage. Why are you studying the Seven-Year Itch?"

"Just curious," Five shrugged slightly.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Wang Jixuan briefly recounted his discoveries in the Arctic Circle.

Number Five's expression suddenly became much more serious.

She thought carefully and whispered, "We've been digging for sixty years...If they really dig through it, it will be terrible."

Wang Jixuan asked: "What do you think?"

"Of course I'm going to cause trouble," Number Five said simply. "Even if they find out, I can still ask them what they are doing. Anyway, I've already broken up with them."

"Yeah," Taoist Wang responded, took two sips of cold beer, and then carefully expressed his thoughts.

He said, "I would like you to ask that woman, Xiao Hua Ting's previous life, whether she has noticed any small movements in the Psychic City."

Number Five was surprised and asked, "Why should I ask? Why don't you ask? She is obviously more friendly to you." "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"Ah."

Wang Jixuan raised his right hand holding the bottle and tapped his forehead with his finger:
“We practitioners all have a keen intuition, which can be seen as a warning from the rules we have comprehended.

"I didn't feel anything before, but now that my cultivation has recovered a lot, I feel uneasy whenever I think about this matter."

"You suspect it's a trap?"

"Not sure," Wang Jixuan shrugged. "Before, I was thinking of relying on the opportunities there to quickly recover my strength. Now my strength recovery speed is already very good. If it is not necessary, it is better to stay away from it."

"Okay, then I'll say it was my spirit slave who discovered the problem."

Number Five snapped his fingers, turned around, and turned into a black butterfly, which flashed through the car body and entered the ground.

"Then wait here for a while... Don't go through my things! I have my privacy too!"

Wang Jixuan couldn't help but laugh.

Why would he need to turn it over? With a sweep of his spiritual sense, what can't he see?
Because the principles are different, psychics have no means to defend against spiritual detection.

The Taoist priest looked around with a smile.

Soon, several question marks popped up in Wang Jixuan's head. He walked to the small safe next to him, used his spiritual sense to check the lock core, turned it a few times, and unlocked it easily.

Why are there some books in there? Without light, I can't see the words on them, and the covers are all fancy.

Ok……

"The rich president falls in love with the 54-year-old cleaner", "The widow's counterattack", "The forced sadomasochism between the god king of another world and the white-collar worker"...

"Puff! Cough, cough, cough!"

Wang Jixuan spit out a mouthful of beer and deftly stuffed the entertainment books from the golden age back into his bag.

In the golden age of human civilization, tolerance is very high.

……

Number 5 came back more than an hour later.

The black butterfly fluttered its wings and landed back on the supply vehicle. With a slight "puff" sound, the thin silk skirt slowly fell down, covering the pair of round and slender thighs.

She returned to her original appearance, with her long dark blue hair simply tied up. The arrangement of her pretty face and facial features remained unchanged, but her temperament was suddenly different. A silk suspender skirt gave her a more lazy look.

"Number Five, you..."

"Call me Amina from now on."

Amina simply responded, with a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth:
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you yet.

"I restored my original appearance so that you can adapt faster. With the help of the scriptures you taught me and the spirit slave Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian asked me to transform, my strength has now recovered by more than 30%.

"Although I'm unlikely to be a match for Nilda Tamon, it won't be a big problem if I want to protect you and let you escape."

"Okay," Wang Jixuan nodded indifferently.

Just ...

There's some kind of contrast between this fair-skinned, beautiful, noble and elegant starry night goddess in front of me and the books in the safe behind her.

"How's your question?"

“Nothing practical was gained.”

Amina shook her head gently, sat down gracefully in the car seat, and said softly:
“Gao Huating’s previous life did not show up, so I asked Gao Huating to convey the message.

“She said that she had noticed the little tricks of the Bright Wings spiritual practitioners after she woke up. This clumsy method cannot enter the ruins and can only cause some insignificant damage.

"But she also said that she was about to collapse. The collapse of her self-consciousness, no one can withstand the baptism of the long river of time, especially a loser like her."

Wang Jixuan stroked his chin and analyzed carefully: "Does this mean that we can just ignore the Wings of Light's digging behavior?"

"Not really," Amina murmured softly, "Gao Huating's previous life was actually just a broken soul. She doesn't have any concrete fighting power... and she's a bit outdated."

"What do you mean?"

"On the contrary, I think those three old guys might be about to break in."

Amina said simply:

"Don't forget, there was a crazy woman who said that she found a way to enter the ruins."

The crazy woman, spiritual practitioner number six, once took the initiative to release her core circuit and said that she had found a way to enter that ancient civilization.

After the six spiritual practitioners arrived on Earth, they all centered around the three spiritual practitioners of the Wings of Light.

Old Sophie is a bootlicker of the three of them, Amina is ostracized by the three of them, and if No. 6 finds a way to enter the ancient civilization, it is possible that she will cooperate with the three of them.

"What's that crazy woman's name?"

"She has so many names, and they change every day. She seems to be a bit schizophrenic."

Aminna said calmly:

"Just call her Number Six. This code name is clearer."

"Then why did you let me call you Amina?"

"Emina is my real name," she pursed her lips slightly, "just like I called you Wang Zheng, which means beautiful and noble in the language system of my home planet."

"can."

Wang Jixuan gave a thumbs up as a perfunctory response to Amina.

He lowered his head to think, and couldn't help but start pacing slowly.

He still had to go back to the Arctic Circle, as Aunt Dragonfly had not yet helped him get the second elixir.

Three spiritualists were digging a hole;

The only representative of the ancient civilization said that these three guys were not a threat;

Now that he has the blessed land of the Pillar Blade Beast, Wang Jixuan feels that it doesn't matter whether he goes to that ancient civilization or not. Going would mean taking a chance, while not going is safer and there won't be any risk.

Although wealth and honor are sought in danger;
But if there is a second option, it is better to avoid taking risks if possible.

Wang Jixuan suddenly thought of something.

In the intelligence that Aunt Dragonfly had shared before, she had also said that she suspected that there were Beast God psychics and even Galino hiding in the Psychic City, and they might be conspiring with the spiritual practitioners of the Wings of Light.

The Blade Beasts' request is to capture a group of spiritual practitioners as prisoners so that they can correct any problems that may arise in their own tribe in the future...

"There is."

Wang Jixuan stopped pacing and turned to look at Amina who was also thinking.

He smiled and said, "How about going to the North Pole with me?"

"Okay," Amina nodded slightly, "but may I ask, what exactly are we going to do?"

"Nothing, just a simple plot to kill someone with a borrowed knife."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips and chuckled:
“I don’t want to show up now. I have finally managed to hide in the dark, and if I show up I will be in a passive position.

"So when necessary, I need you to perform all operations."

"Working for you?" Amina blinked. "I don't mind, because I have intuitively felt your strength, but you know, I have been a little weak recently..."

"After the matter is completed, I will give you the recipes for three soul-nourishing pills, plus a three-month work period for Red Snake and Treeman Beta."

"Deal, what do you need me to do?"

"It's actually very simple. We just need to make some big noise," Taoist Wang smiled with narrowed eyes. "We have to let the Blade Beasts know and make sure that the Wings of Light are about to obtain the remains of the ancient civilization, and then kick them away."

Amina felt a little dizzy.

(End of this chapter)