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

Chapter 349 Difficulties are difficult

"belch."

The dragon python soul burped, as if to indicate that it was full.

Wang Jixuan was sitting cross-legged in the cabin of the space carrier, falling towards Space Fortress No. 1. Fu Jian had arranged a lounge for him there, as well as a simple welcome return ceremony.

Amina sat quietly beside him.

Her slender long legs were placed sideways together, the narrow edge of her skirt was slightly gleaming, and her long dark blue hair was also glowing with a little light.

The scattered spiritual energy after the great war in space was attracted by her and continued to gather towards her.

Mudan is still waiting at Wang Jixuan's second battle puppet.

That fake laboratory needs to be maintained in the future as a way to create a fake identity for Wang Jixuan's second war puppet.

——If Wang Jixuan was discovered entering the Blade Beast Command Network using the identity of Garino, this war puppet would be regarded as a "poor little guy locked up by humans for research."

Wang Jixuan's alien soul has figured out a way to transform, which allows it to also transform into the shape of Galino.

This does not guarantee that everything will go wrong.

These are just appearances.

If Galino smelled the "smell" of his alien soul, this disguise would be immediately shattered.

Wang Jixuan thought about it, and when the two spacecraft carriers were closer, he stuffed the dragon python soul back into his war puppet and connected it again...

Hey, there are only eight Garino's command networks left.

It's dead here.

The garinos naturally have emotions, and right now their emotions are gloomy and frustrated.

After all, this war was lost.

Wang Jixuan squatted inside for twenty minutes but didn't capture any information, so he made a bold attempt and took the initiative.

We failed.

He delivered this message, which was repeated eight times.

One stone can cause a thousand ripples, and more and more information began to emerge.

Wang Jixuan saw it...

The Blade Beasts' stubborn moments, their face-saving speeches, and, uh, their no-loss theories.

Wang Jixuan got the necessary intelligence and was about to retreat when suddenly Galino sent a message to inquire.

【Child, are you okay? 】

This inquiry was repeated eight times.

Wang Jixuan: What's going on? I actually feel a little warm.

[Fortunately, since I was imprisoned in the laboratory, I could not accurately perceive the environment outside.]

[Don't worry, kid. We have already sent out spies to plant in human society. In the next period of time, we must enter a strategic defense period. We will look for your trace.]

Don't worry, kid. You'll be fine.

Taoist Wang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then he would wish the eight of them... not to find that space carrier.

[I am very weak. I will rest first.]

He left these words, and his shadow gradually disappeared from the communication network.

As soon as the Taoist priest opened his eyes, Amina said, "They just asked if we should arrange a welcoming ceremony?"

"No, do you need it?"

"The night likes quietness."

"Then let's keep a low profile and take a rest, Miss Heiye," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "We'll rest here for a while, and then we'll return to the ground after we absorb all the spiritual energy in space."

"it is good."

Amina looked out the porthole at the space building that looked like a hundred-legged crab and tilted her head slightly.

The industrial aesthetics of mankind once again shocked the young spiritual practitioner.

……

Fu Jian looked at the time and pressed the button in front of him.

The door to a virtual conference room appeared before him.

Fu Jian sat still. The door moved forward by itself, framing Fu Jian. Then the meeting scene appeared in front of Fu Jian.

——Just some cutscenes in a virtual meeting room.

By the time Fu Jian sat down in the main seat, twelve of the thirteen seats at the main conference table were already occupied, and the two surrounding conference tables were filled with senior military officials from major war zones and the three space fortresses.

In troubled times, politics becomes an embellishment of military affairs.

At the level above the comprehensive war zone, there is no such organization as the Joint Committee of Archons.

"Old Fu, who are you waiting for?"

"Black Storm."

Fu Jian said in a deep voice.

The entire conference room suddenly began to buzz, and a group of people immediately became agitated.

Although they all watched the battle in front of the Stargate, they saw the Black Storm reappear and kill the surrendered No. 2 spiritual practitioner who defected to the Blade Beast.

But when these four words came out of Fu Jian's mouth, they seemed to have a different meaning.

"Did he fake his death before?"

"Yes," Fu Jian nodded with a smile, "his fake death helped us eliminate a large number of blade beasts. This also reduced our pressure and laid the foundation for us to win the current battle."

The old men all nodded.

An old general said with emotion: "Our situation was stagnant before, but we didn't expect that a black storm would pop up and turn everything upside down."

"That's right. Those six spiritual practitioners were so mysterious. They regarded themselves as visitors from a high-level civilization. Saving the world became their charity to us, and they also wanted us to hand over materials continuously."

"We have always been troubled by the greedy six elders, but we didn't expect that the spiritual practitioners behind the six elders have all been killed. Two of them were even killed."

"However, we cannot rely too much on individual strength."

Some elderly people still expressed their vigilance:

“The continuation of civilization depends on collective survival and the progress of ethnic groups.

"We cannot deny the contributions made by Black Storm. We should build a monument to his achievements and write them into the history of our civilization, but we cannot be too dependent on or exploit him."

"All right."

Fu Jian smiled and said:
“He sent me an application and I agreed to let him in.

"Just have the meeting as usual."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flickered at the end of the main conference table, and Wang Jixuan, who was tasting tea, appeared in front of everyone.

The Taoist priest put down his teacup and greeted with a calm smile.

No one knew who started clapping first, but a group of people started clapping at the same time. The warm atmosphere created by this popular and simple ceremony slightly touched Wang Jixuan's heart.

The Taoist priest sighed inwardly.

This is the state of the bridge between heaven and earth, a stage where it is easier to produce inner demons. The heart of Tao is easily moved and touched.

He said: "You all fought bravely this time and played a key role on the battlefield."

An old marshal laughed and said, "Don't flatter me. The main battlefield was supported by the giant transformed by the No. 3 spiritual practitioner. We only fought against a group of pillar blade beasts. You also eliminated the rebellious spiritual practitioner."

"I am not strong enough to fight against spiritual practitioners head-on."

Wang Jixuan shook his head:

"We just planned against them in advance, with the cooperation of spiritual practitioner No. 5, Amina." This is also one of the reasons why I attended the meeting today.

"According to the negotiations between Amina and I on behalf of humanity and the two remaining spiritual practitioners of the Wings of Light, the core circuits of the rebellious spiritual practitioners will be controlled by Amina and me.

"Amina has made concessions to me again... We should try to compensate Amina in this regard.

"Now, I will choose a spiritual practitioner from among the humans on Earth to inherit that core circuit."

The conference room was silent for three seconds.

Then it exploded with a buzzing sound.

A group of generals and marshals stared at Wang Jixuan.

They never thought that there would be such a wonderful start.

The surprises and assistance that this black storm can bring to them are simply endless!
Even the pessimistic and doomsday faction, looking at this 'young man' who was only in his twenties, began to wonder, 'Can we really win?'

Wang Jixuan drank his tea calmly.

This kind of reaction was within his expectations.

I can only say that it's basic operation.

Fu Jian said in a deep voice: "Regarding this candidate...how do you want to decide?"

Everyone was quiet and listened attentively.

Wang Jixuan pondered for a few seconds.

He is waiting.

Wait until there are some old people among the leaders of these war zones and space fortresses who will take the initiative to stand up and say something like they want a fair election for all mankind.

This way he can keep things simple and doesn't have to consider candidates outside the D5 war zone.

However, Wang Jixuan did not expect that everyone was so restrained, and no one stood up and said that this thing belonged to all mankind.

There was even an old marshal who was afraid of such a mistake and spoke up:

"Everyone, please stop making a fuss.

“This is something outside of our technology tree, and it was also something Black Storm fought hard to get back. It’s our honor that Black Storm can give it to the humans on Earth.

"He can give it to whoever he wants, and we shouldn't say anything."

"good."

Many elderly people spoke up:
"I think it's great. Are there any restrictions? If we can give it to Old Master, then give it to him. Without him, we would have collapsed over the years and completely bowed down to the spiritual practitioners."

"That's right, try to give priority to Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian."

"If Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian can't be reformed, I'm afraid others will find it difficult to bear it."

Fu Jian shook his head: "I am only human in soul and brain, so I should not be able to resonate."

Wang Jixuan said: "This will indeed have an impact. Amina said that even Lingtong may not be able to resonate. It must be a complete human being."

Everyone nodded.

Fu Jian said: "You decide this matter yourself, we will not interfere... Let's start the meeting. I have a lot of information to share with everyone."

Most of the information Fu Jian talked about next had been inquired or confirmed by Wang Jixuan.

First, the Blade Beasts will enter a strategic defense period of about half a year, and the four pillar Blade Beasts will sneak into the places where the other pillar Blade Beasts are sleeping.

Second, in order to prevent the sleeping pillar blade beasts from being killed by spiritual practitioners and humans, the blade beasts have arranged sacrificial groups near the major pillar blade beasts. At critical moments, eighty percent of the basic blade beasts on the earth can be sacrificed to temporarily awaken the eleven pillar blade beasts.

Of course, the Blade Beasts would not do this easily. It would take time to replenish their troops, and there were dozens of battlefields in the star field at the same time.

Their current plan is to open the interstellar gate in half a year and launch a comprehensive attack on human civilization and spiritual practitioners.

Third, spiritual practitioners number one and two will not be hostile to humans for the time being.

Although they need more materials, under the current circumstances, the human population is too small, and the major military commands will no longer provide materials to the Psionic City in any way.

Fourth, the City of Psi-Energy hinted that they would harvest the outer corners of the human world, namely, the major scavenger camps.

In addition, there are the fifth, sixth, and seventh, which are all about the loss of human internal resources, as well as the gains from this space war, etc.

The human world will provide as many crystal cores as Wang Jixuan wants now;

He was also free to use other medicinal herbs and rare materials.

He no longer cared much about other things.

Fu Jian said: "That's about all the information we have. Today we are going to discuss three main things."

He paused, looking a little tired, and said in a deep voice:
"The City of Psychic Power wants to take over the scavenger camps in various places and train a psychic army. The information they gave is that they will try their best to control the death rate and increase the blessing ratio."

The marshals some smoked some remained silent.

Many generals took the initiative to speak.

“I think it’s a bit anti-human.”

"Is that a bit? It's completely anti-human... But under the current situation, it's difficult to convert the uneducated population of the scavenger camp into industrial output. They are people abandoned by the fortress and can't be supported. We can't convert them into combat forces in a short time."

"According to our statistics, this is at least more than 20 million people, scattered in various marginal areas."

"Information also shows," said the general of the D5 integrated war zone, "the main source of the large number of pseudo-spiritual slaves that appeared in the blade beast tribe was the scavenger camp that we had turned a blind eye to."

"The scavenger camp... Alas, the population of forty fortresses cannot be abandoned so easily."

"Have you ever thought about it? What is the way for the scavenger camp to obtain resources for survival? It is from the ruins of human cities a hundred years ago. But now, there are not many supplies in the ruins of the city. Everything that should be aged has aged."

"Aren't the resources of the various fortresses still used to feed these people?"

"There are lower cities in the fortresses, and the lower cities also need rations."

"In the final analysis, our resources can only support 500 million people. We have no way to protect or feed these marginalized people. Why not..."

"Why not let them cultivate the land? The blade beasts retreated and left behind a lot of land."

"Are they stupid? Would they go to the Blade Beasts' territory to open up new land? Forget about them. We don't even dare to go there to build a new fortress now."

"Damn, sometimes meetings like this just make me angry."

The conference room fell into a gloomy atmosphere again.

Wang Jixuan did not speak randomly.

He didn't have any good ideas.

Ideally, of course, we would incorporate all the scavenger camps and build forty fortresses in the areas where the Blade Beasts retreated.

But firstly, it takes a long time to build a fortress, and the war will be in half a year;
Secondly, scavengers and fortress residents are completely different concepts, and there are many barriers on their path to transformation into industrial population.

There are too many calculations and helplessness here.

Fu Jian said: "Let's put the first question aside for now. Let's think about it carefully. We will vote at the end of the meeting. If there is a better solution, you can always propose it."

He sat up straight: "Let's discuss the second question... In the next six months, we must try to kill the pillar blade beasts with as little resource loss as possible. This way, we can have a better chance of winning in the decisive battle six months later..."

Wang Jixuan felt a little dazed after hearing this.

Half a year...actually it's one hundred and sixty days, half a year is an exaggeration.

Next time, how many eyes in the sky will appear in outer space?
If twelve more Pillar Blade Beasts come at once, and I burn my residual souls and kill them, will it scare them away? Or will it attract more Pillar Blade Beasts?
Six hundred pillar blade beasts...

Tsk, we still have to rely on the planetary barrier to buy more time.

That ancient civilization...

Amina benefited greatly from it...

The old remnant spirit who keeps showing kindness to me...

And the spiritual sense that is beating again at this moment.

What is down there? Why does the avenue keep giving warnings?
Wang Jixuan kept thinking in his heart.

(End of this chapter)