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

Chapter 411: Attack of Amina
"Quick! Send a telegram! The Black Storm is back!"

Wang Jixuan sits in a conference room at the 'Fort 76' museum.

People kept running in the corridor.

Some people came hurriedly from the surface, and some people dropped their work and rushed over to observe after receiving the news. Order and hierarchy seemed to be invalid at this moment, and everyone was talking about the same topic.

【Ah, this is the Black Storm. 】

Taoist Wang sat there calmly.

A middle-aged woman in a business suit stepped forward nervously and asked in a low voice: "Um, sir, do you need anything to drink?"

"Have a cup of tea."

Wang Jixuan warned:

"If you get in touch, please send me a message."

"Yes, OK!"

The woman turned and walked to the simple water bar nearby.

Wang Jixuan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Maybe he was moved by what Beta said;
It could also be the deep feeling of guilt that arises in my heart and cannot be dispelled.

Wang Jixuan had actually been somewhat afraid to see Ling Tong before;

Although he was going there to heal his wounds and not to have fun, the time he spent there was really too long, so long that it was enough for an ordinary person to spend his entire life.

Ling Tong's body was nourished and transformed by his spiritual energy;
She will have a lifespan of two to three hundred years like a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

But eighty years...

Her best years have been wasted by time. In the next eighty or one hundred and sixty years, Wang Jixuan will not leave her for any longer.

suddenly.

The projection equipment in the four corners of the conference room were lit up at the same time. The light intertwined, and a figure projection appeared in front of Wang Jixuan. He stared at Wang Jixuan in a daze for a few seconds, and then screamed:

"Sir!"

Wang Jixuan's forehead was full of black lines, and he stared at the guy who was now the biggest "warlord" in human society.

peony.

She hadn't changed at all.

As for mechanical bodies, their appearance can be carefully designed and their body parts can be replaced at any time when they become aged. As long as their self-consciousness does not become confused and collapse, there will be no problems with themselves.

However, there are some changes in peonies.

At this moment, she is wearing a military uniform and light makeup. Her proud posture is tall and strong, and she exudes a strong confidence from head to toe.

Confidence from the mechanical queen.

Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue and said, "Not bad, you're doing pretty well."

"Hehehe," Mudan smiled with her big eyes curved into crescents, "Please wait for me for a moment. I have to hand over the affairs to my deputy and will be back to serve you right away!"

Serve, serve?
The middle-aged woman next to her even trembled a little.

What's the situation?
She has appeared in the headlines many times, performed exceptionally well in every stage of the counterattack against the Saber Beasts, and is called the hope of the future of mankind. She is the only autonomous machine with a soul. The extremely powerful Queen Peony is actually the sex of Black Storm... Ugh! Maid? !

Wang Jixuan said calmly: "Well, it's good to come back. Let me check your memory to see if you have done anything wrong."

"Hey," Peony pouted, "I'm not causing any trouble. I'm just following your request to help humanity achieve the final victory."

"Where is Lingtong?"

"She's on her way back! What a coincidence! She submitted her leave application yesterday and wanted to go back to Earth. She's already halfway there and will arrive in about seven or eight hours!"

Wang Jixuan wondered, "Where did you get the technology to move space?"

"The Starry Sky Gate!"

Mudan said it with confidence:
"The Ina civilization gave it to the spiritual civilization, and the spiritual civilization gave it to the blade beast civilization. Now, we have defeated the blade beast civilization in a local area, so won't it become our spoils of war?
"Besides, sir, you don't know that this star region is not only inhabited by humans from Earth, but also by dozens of civilizations, large and small. Some civilizations are so powerful that they have occupied more than a dozen planets!
“They were also affected by the blade beast disaster. Not only did they suffer heavy losses, but their civilization was also in danger of extinction.

“It’s not a bad thing. When we fought our way out, the Blade Beasts hadn’t yet dealt with the spiritual civilization, and hadn’t expanded outward.

“In fact, there is only a three to five-year strategic window.

“If we win a great victory on Mars and jump out of the Earth later, the blade beasts will launch a comprehensive cleansing of this star region. By then, not only will we lose our allies, but we will also be besieged by the blade beasts with all our strength. There is an 80% chance that we will not be able to survive.

"Fortunately, this commander was brave and decisive. He ordered the mechanical troops that could automatically supply themselves to jump directly into the open interstellar gate, shocking the entire star region!"

Wang Jixuan scolded him angrily: "You are shocking the entire star region, but why don't you shock the entire universe? Come back quickly and shut down your bragging system!"

"Oh," Mudan puffed up her lips in grievance, and soon cheered up, "Then I'll go and take over, wait for me... Do you want your maid to wear black or white stockings? Flesh-colored stockings are also fine."

Wang Jixuan: ...

call out.

He pressed the remote control, cutting off the communication.

The middle-aged woman next to him came forward tremblingly and whispered, "Sir, are you so familiar with this commander?"

"Excuse me," Wang Jixuan took a sip of the tea, but didn't say much.

The middle-aged woman politely left tactfully.

As soon as I went out, I was surrounded by a group of people and started asking me all kinds of questions.

Wang Jixuan continued to flip through the book in front of him.

The book describes the various eras that Fort 76 has experienced, and much of the content in the book is real historical material.

The Taoist priest looked at them and suddenly asked, "Do you want to keep spying on me in the corner until they come back?"

"of course not."

A female voice as clear as a lark was heard.

There was a ray of phantom light in the corner, and Amina, wearing a long black gauze dress and with skin so white that it glowed, appeared from there.

Her long dark blue hair was slightly curly, and her eyes seemed to hide the stars in the sky.

Amina becomes stronger.

She didn't feel any excitement. After all, in the past eighty years, she had visited Wang Jixuan more than twenty times. It was in the last ten years that the consciousness of the Wanderer of the Three Realms collapsed, and she could not enter the Cloud City.

"He has disappeared?"

"Back to the Past Stone."

Wang Jixuan said slowly:

"Thank you for your hard work these years."

"Uh-huh," Amina walked up to Wang Jixuan with graceful steps.

It was obvious that she had dressed up specially today. The long skirt made her curves look enchanting without being seductive. Her makeup was just right without any sense of flamboyance. The faint fragrance emanating from her body seemed to stir up people's restlessness.

Amina walked to Wang Jixuan's side, sat half of her butt on the table, crossed her arms, and looked at Taoist Wang carefully.

Taoist Wang leaned back and looked at her calmly.

The group of onlookers outside the door were extremely excited at this moment.

Amina, the messenger of spiritual civilization, one of the heroes who saved the earth, is known as the eternal guardian of the earth!
This powerful presence, whose photos appear on TV shows at best, is just that;

It turns out that he is also unclear about the Black Storm!

Wang Jixuan snapped his fingers, and a barrier enveloped the place, allowing people outside to see that they were innocent, and his conversation with Amina would not be overheard.

Amina asked, "What are your plans next?"

"Nothing planned."

Wang Jixuan sighed:
“Part of my memories from my second life have been given to me.

“I am somewhat confident of overcoming the heavenly tribulation.

"The next thing to do is to kill the Obsidian and the Absolute Blade Beast, and then end our relationship with the world."

"Dust Fate?" Amina asked in a low voice, "Can it take hundreds of years for Dust Fate to come out?"

Wang Jixuan blinked: "No, are we so direct?" "What else?"

Aminna said calmly:

"This is the first time I've met a man who makes my heart beat faster and who can conquer me in every way. If I don't speak up now, I'll miss it.

“I can wait in line for you to break up with Ling Tong or something.

“I still have tens of thousands of years to live.

"Isn't it good to leave a memory behind so that I can slowly experience it during my long life?"

She lowered her hands and subconsciously pinched the edge of her skirt.

Wang Jixuan scratched his brow with his fingers and said with a guilty conscience: "As for feelings, you know, I don't really need them... and it depends on my feelings... Let's wait until my earthly relationship is over, then we can give it a try. If we can feel something, we can spend some time together... Anyway, I have to stay in this world for at least three to five hundred years."

Amina was visibly relieved.

Her eyes were as gentle as water, and she pursed her lips as if she wanted to smile, then she lowered her head and walked to a seat nearby.

"Before that, we are comrades-in-arms and brothers and sisters. You can always come to me if you need anything.

"I have feelings for you."

Wang Jixuan was defeated, nodded vaguely, and lowered his head to continue turning the pages of the book.

He began to understand what was the most difficult thing about accepting the favor of a beautiful woman.

However, this is not a delay.

According to the practice plan made for him by the Wanderer of the Three Realms, there are still many gaps to be filled in the future, and three hundred years is too short.

He also needs to try to comprehend several great principles.

The power of laws is a skill that can only be mastered by immortals.

But there was no way. The existence of that finger forced Wang Jixuan to dabble in this power during the fusion, tribulation (inner demon) and Mahayana stages.

The Stone of the Past in his hand can help him comprehend the Great Dao of Time, but the threshold is indeed too high.

But there are so many star fields in this world, there may be other similar treasures, and we can search everywhere later.

"Well, when it comes to Dry Blademon, I search for treasures."

Wang Jixuan is now neither anxious nor impatient, and is calm and composed, as if he has no regrets even if he cannot enter the immortal gate this time.

Amina was watching him, absorbed in what she saw.

Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue: "Am I so handsome?"

"Well," Amina raised her hand to support her chin, "when you had that mark on your forehead, it looked scary, but now it looks so pleasing to the eye."

"Be careful of the impact, comrade."

"Well," Amina knew that she might have gone too far, so she looked away angrily, raised her hand to get a book, and flipped through it casually.

The two of them just read books and drank tea, letting time pass by.

Amina had a rare peace.

The soul that has been restless for a long time is now like a calm lake.

There were shouts coming from the corridor, and it seemed that someone was calling "Mr. Speaker".

Soon, Zhou Zhengde, a centenarian with white hair, sitting in a wheelchair and unable to hold back tears, was pushed into the conference room.

He also attracted a lot of cameras.

Zhou Zhengde, who was originally unable to walk, stood up immediately after Wang Jixuan stuffed a few pills into his mouth and hugged Wang Jixuan.

The floating ball camera next to it was flashing and clicking.

"It'll be nice to come back! It'll be nice to come back!"

Wang Jixuan: ...

It’s bad. Now he can no longer feel that he is on equal terms with Zhou Zhengde.

After all, Zhou Zhengde's body is old, but he is still young.

Wang Jixuan helped Zhou Zhengde sit opposite Amina. Guards brought tea and fruits. The place was quickly cleared and the camera balls were moved away.

Pieces of news were spread to every corner of the star field where humans lived, at a rate of one piece every two hours.

"Your grandpa..."

"My grandpa passed away, and my mother passed away too," Zhou Zhengde smiled helplessly, "Me too, this is normal, very normal, the laws of nature, birth, aging, sickness and death, we have all dedicated our lives to mankind."

"Oh," Wang Jixuan sighed, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Zhou Zhengde said mysteriously: "However, if you want to communicate with grandpa, there is a chance, but you need certain equipment."

"Consciousness uploading?"

"Yes," Zhou Zhengde sighed, "My consciousness has been uploaded and has become the command support system of the First Expeditionary Corps, the brain in a vat..."

Wang Jixuan felt a little depressed for a moment.

This guy, Old Fu, is really a ruthless person.

Be ruthless to your enemies and even more ruthless to yourself.

He did not even allow himself to rest in peace after death, and treated his body like a piece of worn-out shoe. In the end, he wanted to develop his brain into an auxiliary command system for the ship.

This……

"Okay," Wang Jixuan said with emotion, "No matter which plane or power system Old Fu is in, he will always be the overlord."

Zhou Zhengde didn't know how to respond to this.

But it doesn't matter. Zhou Zhengde is no longer the green and immature man he was in his middle age. He just picked up a topic and started talking.

It will neither make Wang Jixuan feel strange nor make Amina feel neglected, and the atmosphere can be very harmonious.

A little bit, the old man’s art of communication.

……

While Lingtong rushed to the Earth.

On a planet that is at a great astronomical distance from the Earth and looks like earth-brown.

This planet is about to become a battlefield. A large number of blade beasts are gathering on the periphery. Ships are also appearing on the periphery of the planet. They are the joint fleets of multiple civilizations.

On the surface of the planet, in the closely packed square houses, several figures looked at the big-character poster news appearing on the projector, each with a frown on their face.

There are four people here.

In the corner there was a girl with her face covered by a veil, who was now sleeping. She must have just been knocked unconscious.

Among the other three, there was an old acquaintance of Wang Jixuan.

Obsidian.

Hei Yao's current state is no longer as carefree and unrestrained as he used to be. He is thin and has sunken eyes, like a sickly person who has been bedridden for years.

The smile on his lips was still so relaxed, as if nothing in this world could stump him.

"Finally," Obsidian murmured, "our only opponent has finally shown up."

"Chief," the old man next to him asked, "He has been hiding for so long, his strength must be stronger than the last battle. We may not be able to deal with him."

"The source of psychic energy. All psychic energy in this world comes from him. It's normal that we are no match for him."

Hei Yao said lightly:

“It doesn’t matter, as long as we make sure he comes out, we can sell this news for a good price.

"There are several adults, but they have been waiting for him to show up for a long time."

The two old men looked at each other and tactfully did not ask any more questions.

Hei Yao looked at the big-character poster in front of him and fell into deep thought. That plan had been circling in his mind for eighty Earth years.

(End of this chapter)