Chapter 195: First hearing about the doomsday agreement [please vote]
The spiritual release array, comfortable cushions, and almost unlimited access to crystal nuclei;
The afternoon sunlight being transmitted, the white curtains blown by the artificial breeze, and the mechanical maid obediently kneeling in the corner.
Wang Jixuan closed his eyes and meditated, sighing a little helplessly in his heart.
Thinking about his past life:
Innocent little repairs are hidden in the mountains, but they don’t know that people’s hearts are pricking their skin.
Senior sisters and junior sisters are warming their sleeves, falling flowers and flowing water are busy practicing.
How long has it been since he came here? He is so skilled at deception.
When encountering a strong enemy, the first thought that pops up in his mind is whether he can delay him for some time, allowing himself more time to practice, mobilize more resources, and then find a way to annihilate the strong enemy, instead of the previous... …
The sound of an evil beast eliminates demons and suppresses demons.
After all, my strength still hasn't recovered much.
There was nothing he could do about it. In his previous life, he stood on the shoulders of a large sect like Wangxian Valley. He had no shortage of cultivation resources and guidance from famous teachers. As his cultivation level improved, his status within the sect also continued to rise. He could also unlock Tibetan scriptures based on his status. On different floors of the pavilion, there are sect classics accumulated over tens of thousands of years that can be used.
now……
Just don’t mention it.
Wang Jixuan only regretted that he didn't read all the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Now he can always think of some urgently needed books by using his mental calculation method.
He only regretted that he had spent his time pondering the methods of cultivation of demons and Buddhists, thinking that they could confirm each other and draw parallels between them.
So much so that now he has begun to worry whether his Wangxian Valley will be regarded as a demon giant and come ashore...
'Master, my disciples, I will use less magic power in the future unless absolutely necessary, and more use of our righteous methods. ’
'But having said that, you can cut the queue even if you want to die. ’
Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his heart.
'That beast whisperer is full of lies, recognizes thieves as his father, and harms all living beings. It's fine if he doesn't provoke the poor Tao. Since he has already hit the poor Tao, we must let him know that practicing civilization is not so easy to deal with. . ’
‘From the current point of view, Mahayana, transcending the heavenly tribulation, becoming immortal and ascending means reaching the peak of power in the lower realm, passing the test of the upper realm, and then going to the upper realm to become an immortal and achieve enlightenment. ’
‘Whether it is a blade beast or a spiritual practitioner, it is not known that they have ascended. ’
‘When Pindao recovers his strength and returns to Mahayana, he should be able to destroy all enemies. ’
Wang Jixuan inspired his Taoist mind, quickly calmed himself down, and gradually fell into concentration.
He already trusted Mudan's alertness.
Mudan can even invade unconfidential communication networks at will. Even if Lingtong sends a message and she misses it, Mudan will reply to Lingtong in time and tell her that she is practicing or sleeping here.
Lingtong is not clingy, nor will he get angry because of it.
She also has a lot to deal with.
Here Wang Jixuan has just begun to enter meditation;
In the corridor outside the dormitory, the young female teacher who had worked all day and played wildly with the children for several hours dragged her tired little body back to the dormitory door. Find the key.
…
Gao Huating tilted her head and looked at Wang Jixuan's door, blinking slightly.
This neighbor named Wang Zheng is indeed strange.
Not only is her whereabouts mysterious, but she also loves the people hidden in the house, especially the beautiful and generous maid with a great figure...
Gao Huating couldn't help but ask in her heart.
Is this still the fortress era guided by collectivist ideas?
Why can this person have such a configuration as a maid!
Is this really not a waste of social resources, and is it really not an insult to this sister’s character?
Of course, Gao Huating just said a few words in her heart.
If you ask her to stand up as a human rights fighter, not only will she not dare, but she will easily slip to her knees...
According to Gao Huating's observations during this period, the young man next door was very special. She often saw some high-ranking officials in uniforms, and occasionally she saw some strange people, such as the thin, small, smiling man. The uncle who is always a bit wretched but not bad, and the little brother who used to be in a wheelchair but can now walk smoothly.
‘But Wang Zheng is also very young. ’
Gao Huating found the spare key at the bottom of the mailbox, opened the door and quickly slipped in, exhaling softly.
Drawing the curtains, the light in the room suddenly dimmed.
She hummed a little tune, took off her white shirt and short skirt, took off her comfortable underwear with short sleeves, kicked off her leather shoes, took off her stockings, and walked up and down the floor on tiptoes.
Although she doesn't like to do housework, Gao Huating also cleans the house once a day. Fortunately, the area of the single dormitory is not large. She cleaned it in a few times, then opened her arms and landed on the bed like a free fall. .
"Ah, it's another exhausting day..."
Buzz, buzz!
The pillow nearby was vibrating.
Gao Huating raised her hand with difficulty, touched the contact device under the pillow, pressed the answer button skillfully, and placed it above her head.
"Hello……"
"Is there any problem with tonight's broadcast?"
"Well, what time is it?"
"It starts at eight o'clock in the evening. You can go to the studio to prepare at seven-thirty."
Her agent, a middle-aged woman, kept saying:
“I’ll send someone here to clean it up for you.
“Well, there’s been too much work in the fortress recently, and I’m almost sick from exhaustion.
"I really envy you Hua Ting. You get along with the children every day, absorb their youthful energy, and you can also sing part-time."
Gao Huating made a face: "I'm so tired too, and..."
"And what?"
"I recently, um..."
Gao Huating was about to speak but stopped.
The agent's eldest sister immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Gynecology?"
"No, I've always been in good health!"
Gao Huating hummed a few times: "That's right, I often have dreams recently, and I can fly around in the dream. I don't know what's going on. And... didn't I say that I have a neighbor? Recently, I seem to occasionally see some small luminous things floating around in his house..."
The agent's sister smiled and said, "Your neighbor is very handsome, right?"
"Well, if you say handsome..."
Wang Zheng's face appeared in front of Gao Huating's eyes.
A bit delicate, a bit calm, his facial features are not tough, and he is not Gao Huating's ideal tough guy, but he is indeed handsome and has an indescribable temperament.
"Indeed it is."
"That's normal. You will be twenty-five soon, Hua Ting."
The agent eldest sister muttered:
"When I was your age, I already had three or four boyfriends, but you didn't have any. This is just a little bit of adolescent fantasy driven by hormone secretion.
"Your puberty is too long."
Gao Huating blushed and murmured: "No way, I can definitely work hard to find a partner before the fortress assigns a partner."
"It's also good to follow the big data matching of Fortress. My husband was assigned by the organization and his personality matches well."
The manager sister laughed:
"Get some rest. If you have any questions, please contact me directly. I can be considered a cadre of our fortress propaganda department. Although I don't have much authority, I know a lot of people."
Gao Huating laughed dryly, hung up the call, and lay there in a daze.
She looked at the energy-saving lamp on the ceiling, raised her little hand and pointed it at the lampshade.
For a dazed moment, she seemed to see a sky covered with burning clouds, and some debris floated deep in the sky. She clenched the harp in her hand tightly, nervous and confused...
When she wanted to take a closer look, those hallucinations disappeared quietly, and her vision focused on the ceiling. "Is this an illusion again..."
Gao Huating's little hand fell weakly, covering her upper body, and pressed it gently.
‘Why can’t it develop? ’
‘Does it take long-term exercise to have the figure of the maid sister next door? ’
She thought distressedly, but she really couldn't strengthen her belief in fitness, and soon fell asleep in a daze.
Jingle bell bell!
The alarm clock rang at 7:30 pm on time.
Gao Huating jumped up, looked at the time, and ran to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes. She hastily put on her underwear and a pair of sports shorts.
——She is doing a voice broadcast, not a live TV broadcast, so it doesn’t matter if her image is messy.
Gao Huating combed her hair, picked up the keychain, opened the door and rushed out, but she was faced with a wall.
This is a tall and burly figure.
Gao Huating was about to hit her head first, when a big mechanical hand held her arm firmly, holding her in place.
"Sorry! Huh?"
Gao Huating's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the face in front of her in surprise, a face she had seen countless times on promotional posters.
The dark mechanical body, the neck covered with simulated skin, the old but resolute, firm, and never flinching mechanical face, the mechanical prosthetic eye on the left and the intact right eye present a strange sense of coordination.
"Commander-in-Chief?!"
"Yes," Fu Jian nodded lightly and smiled, "It's confidential."
"Yes, yes!"
Gao Huating's legs were weak and she felt dizzy. Her brain twitched, she performed a team salute as a young team member, lowered her head and walked quickly towards the end of the corridor. After taking two steps, she started running.
Fu Jian was speechless.
Human beings who are healthy in all indicators.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him: "Wang Zheng, it's me."
Wang Jixuan, who was in trance, opened his eyes and glanced at the corner. Mudan also tilted his head curiously.
Fu Jian came here with a stealth system, and Mudan was unable to capture his traces.
…
In the evening, the cement road in the wheat field.
Fu Jian walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and Wang Jixuan put his hands in his coat pockets, observing various parts of the fortress with his spiritual sense, feeling a little distracted.
After walking for half a minute, Wang Jixuan asked proactively:
"Uncle Hei, Commander-in-Chief, Comrade Lao Fu, you asked me to come out just for a walk?"
"No," Fu Jian muttered, "I'm thinking about a problem."
"What's the problem?"
"What kind of honor or reward should be given to you so that you can devote your life to serving mankind wholeheartedly?"
"You're so outspoken."
Wang Jixuan sneered: "Don't worry about it. Since I'm here to get the crystal core from you, I will help you clear out the enemies.
"What's more, I am also a human being. When I become stronger, I will solve the dangers of the Blade Beasts and the rebellion in the Psychic City."
Fu Jiandao: "I have no doubts about your character, but... more people should know about your contribution."
"Why?" Wang Jixuan asked.
"Clear rewards and punishments are the basis of the ruling order. Doing everything possible to reduce the dark parts of the order can prolong the order as much as possible."
Fu Jian smiled and said nonchalantly:
"Currently, due to the strong pressure exerted by the blade beasts, the dark part of the theater-fortress order system is like a bubble, being squeezed to the maximum extent.
"So you can feel that although there are degenerate behaviors inside the fortress, for example, on the 46th floor of this fortress, there will be some middle-level cadres who go to live and drink, but in general, most corrupt officials do not dare to abuse their power and do not dare to embezzle resources. , just picking up some leftovers.”
Wang Jixuan nodded: "Are you here just to do science popularization for me?"
"No, there is something else. I just want to ask you by the way... Do you want honor? I can give Black Storm some medals to create artificial gods."
"No."
Wang Jixuan sneered: "Compared with this, you should give me more resources. I can use crystal nuclei, special ores, old vegetation, etc."
"We lack a strong role model."
"Can't you just choose between half-human mechas? Ordinary people don't know the difference between half-human mechas and half-human mechas anyway."
Wang Jixuan asked back:
“Speaking of this, I’m also a little confused, why are the second-generation phones so much better than the latest ones?”
"Three big things are different."
Fu Jian raised his eyebrows slightly:
"The first-generation half-human mechas and the second-generation half-human mechas are almost all equipped with the most advanced micro-core reactors, destruction cannons, and power systems. This requires a degree of self-transformation. The minimum level is 86%. The body Most organs need to be replaced.
"The three core parts of your Peony and Maid Corps are the same as those of the second-generation half-human mechas, but they only have less total energy and are not equipped with sufficient weapon systems.
"Lingtong and the others all use the three major parts of the youth version, so the upper limit of their strength is far lower than that of the old machine that has been modified to 90% degree.
"So, this time, Wang Zheng, your contribution is too great. The appearance of He Yuandan suddenly allowed us to add eight terrifying mecha pilots."
"The relationship is good," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "I can go about my life more comfortably."
"But these on active duty..."
"Don't worry, I will keep my promise and I will start refining the elixir tomorrow."
Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. How are you going to target the Beast Whisperer next? I will fully cooperate."
"This is your job, Commander-in-Chief, to develop strategies and plans."
Wang Jixuan's expression became a little serious:
"I can only say, lock down his traces as soon as possible, and if conditions permit, take the initiative as soon as possible. Time does not wait for us, the sooner the better!"
"Okay, I have already unsealed three terrifying mechas that were sealed due to lack of pilots."
Fu Jiandao:
"If you agree, I would like to directly promote your Seven Star Sword Formation technology in the semi-human mecha team, and let Lingtong serve as the chief officer to increase her prestige."
“Promote it immediately.”
Wang Jixuan was even more radical:
“Don’t you have a lot of mechanical bodies? Wouldn’t it be great if the mechanical bodies were directly loaded into Mudan’s sword array program?”
"That's dangerous."
Fu Jian said simply:
"If seven advanced autonomous machines can kill a lone centaur, the balance of power between us and the autonomous machines will be completely unbalanced.
“The story of the blade beast and the civilization of spiritual practitioners is the best reminder.
"Of course, if the fire of human civilization is extinguished, the all-machine doomsday protocol I set up will be activated immediately."
"Doomsday Agreement? Master, do you want to blow up the planet?"
"No," Fu Jian smiled, "However, without a human planet, it would lose its meaning to humans."
Wang Jixuan was speechless for a moment.
"I want to go and talk to Wall Four again, what do you think?"
Fu Jian said in a deep voice: "This is the main reason why I came here.
"The Blade Beast has begun to advance to become a psyker, and the existence of the Beast Whisperer should be a threat to this bastard No. 4.
"He is just a loser and is not qualified to negotiate terms with us."
(End of chapter)