Chapter 77: Weak Support at Children's Meeting
As the last ray of black energy was drawn out, the boy's rapid breathing gradually slowed down.
The king's long sword pointed at various parts of the young man's body. The young man groaned in pain several times while unconscious, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of black blood. Wang Jixuan accurately caught it with an alloy basin and burned it all with real fire.
Done.
Although it took a lot of mana, the root cause of this young man's illness has been eradicated.
Wang Jixuan took out two talismans. The requiem talisman was pasted on the young man's forehead, and the demon-sealing talisman was pasted on the piece of frozen meat. He then held the frozen meat and considered it carefully.
There is no formed remnant soul of the blade beast in it, but the pure power of resentment.
It's not appropriate to say resentment. It's more like... a kind of witchcraft similar to the southern Xinjiang witchcraft in the spiritual world?
Does the blade beast tribe itself have this kind of witchcraft mechanism? Or was it the resentment generated by the remaining souls in the crystal core when Thirteen used it?
Wang Daozhang is still not sure about this and needs to continue to study.
The 'Crystal Core' magic weapon he uses does not need to pay much attention to the remnant soul of the blade beast in the crystal core. If this thing dares to jump out, he will kill it directly.
But the crystal core used in the great sword he forged for Lingtong had to exorcise the remnant soul of the blade beast in it in advance.
‘Keep studying, there is no limit to the sea of learning, and the time for meditation is not enough. ’
Wang Jixuan waited for a while, and the young man's complexion changed from pale to rosy.
Wang Jixuan took back the requiem charm, cleaned up the toilet, turned and left the room.
The supply depot was peaceful.
Lingtong huddled on the sofa next to the console and took a nap.
Deep Sea and Red Snake, a half-human mecha husband and wife team, were playing Wan Xiaoqi's game console in the corner. They were laughing and joking, and their relationship was very good.
These two eldest brothers and sisters have their own logistics teams and mobile supply stations. Now they come here specially to guard them and eat and drink.
Not only did they come to support, Zheng Shiduo brought seven or eight psykers from his own team to live in a tin house near the supply station.
The Defense Force deployed 300 soldiers and placed the military camp directly outside the supply depot.
The storm is about to come and the wind is filling the building.
The old commissioner obviously put great pressure on the military.
Uncle Tai came over with two cups of industrial coffee and asked in a low voice: "How is this boy doing?"
Wang Daochang didn't like drinking this stuff, but he still took the glass.
"He's fine. He won't die without the need for nutrition. He can live for at least twenty or thirty years."
"That's great! He can influence the blade beasts! It's a great killer!"
Uncle Tai lowered his voice and whispered: "How do I feel, Mr. Wang, you know everything? Is alien technology really that comprehensive?"
"Have it?"
Wang Jixuan said seriously: "I just studied a lot in the past. On the path of becoming a mechanic, I still want to continue to learn from you."
"Easy to say, easy to say, cough!"
Uncle Tai held his head high and became proud instantly.
He thought of something serious and said sternly: "Lingtong has just gone to bed. Don't disturb her for the time being. Can you come and see this?" Monitor, they happen to be in a meeting now.
"As for matters other than logistics, the two of us don't dare to make random decisions."
Taoist Wang immediately became interested.
Miss Wan ran over and asked in a low voice: "Do you need me to do anything for this boy?"
"Get him some new clothes."
Wang Jixuan said:
“We need to expand the supply station and give him a warmer room.
"He is now a real B-level psyker. He is considered a telepathic psyker. Some precautions need to be taken to keep him out of sight."
Sister Wan immediately said: "Understood, the three officers have made an appointment to take turns here. I will send two large boxes over immediately to get through them together."
"Hard."
"Um……"
Sister Wan pointed in the direction of Lingtong and whispered:
"She didn't turn on the sentry mode. Do you, a young man, really don't need to take a thin quilt or your manly clothes to cover our children in a gentle and considerate way?"
"this……"
Auntie's eyes became sharp.
Wang Daochang leaned back slightly: "Will she catch a cold?"
Sister Wan narrowed her eyes and said: "Ex Machina's body is very fragile, but the mechanical transformation part is stronger. She has a soft heart."
Uncle Tai was laughing beside him.
Daochang Wang was defeated in Sister Wan's eyes.
Half a minute later.
Lingtong, who had gone from a nap to a deep sleep, subconsciously wrapped himself in a thin quilt and curled up his long legs to better adapt to the width of the sofa.
In the corner of the supply station, two half-human mechas, Wang Daozhang, Uncle Tai and Wan Xiaoqi, sat neatly in folding chairs, staring at the fixed screen in front of them, listening to the movement coming from inside.
The picture displayed on the fixed screen is exactly the meeting room of the Psychic House at this moment.
The old man, Commissioner Wei Lin, was wearing gray clothes and sitting at the head of the conference table. The thermos cup in front of him was steaming slightly with white air.
…
Wei Lin was taking a sip of tea slowly.
Different from the common technology in the fortress, which is to synthesize caffeine, tea and tobacco are not rare items in the psychic city.
Wei Lin was looking at the young psychics standing on both sides. He felt obviously much happier and called out:
"Bonji?"
"Commissioner Wei," Uncle Feng, who was wearing a Tang suit, responded with a smile.
"Sit down," Wei Linzheng said softly, "Don't be so formal. This is our internal closed-door meeting."
"Okay, okay," Uncle Feng sat on the left, "Thank you, Commissioner."
Boom!
Wei Lin was tapping his fingers on the table. Several psychics in the corner lost control of their bodies at the same time. They stood up tremblingly with frightened expressions on their faces, and slowly walked to the right side of the conference table.
Boom.
Wei Linzheng's fingertips touched the table, and these people knelt down.
"Are you the old people stationed here?"
Several people nodded tremblingly.
"Very good, I'll ask, you answer, don't say half a word of nonsense, I hate inefficiency."
Wei Lin was leaning back on the chair and said slowly:
"Explain Kong Nu's death and tell you what you know."
These psychics spoke hurriedly, talking about the events they knew about, and reconstructed Kong Nu's death to a certain extent.
The agreement between Kong Nu and Professor Zhuang, the illegal laboratory set up underground in the Black Fire Gang's territory, the Black Fire Gang's business, Kong Nu's method of transporting large amounts of materials to the outside world, Kong Nu's plot by retired officials in the fortress...
In addition to what Wang Jixuan already knew, these psychics also revealed some not-so-dramatic information.
"After Minister Kong got drunk with us, he even boasted to us that he had a backer in the Psychic City... a deputy team leader named Pan."
"Pan? Deputy team leader? I don't have much impression. There are simply too many team leaders and deputy team leaders in the Psychic City."
Wei Lin showed his dissatisfaction and said calmly: "These ordinary human researchers like to form cliques and have no idea of their own position at all.
"The people in charge of each fortress station and each war zone are ordinary human researchers. It's just a compromise between us and the defense force. Does Kong Nu really think they are in charge now?"
Uncle Feng nodded immediately: "That's right! These researchers often don't know their position clearly!"
Wei Linzheng didn't respond and asked these people again: "Tell me about the psychics in the military."
Wang Jixuan, who was in front of the monitoring screen, suddenly became interested after hearing this. In the conference room, these psychics spoke again.
They insisted that Black Storm was the result of a secret experiment by the military, a psyker created in the D5 war zone, with an energy level of only E, good military training, and a comprehensive combat capability of D, etc.
Nothing substantial.
It's all outdated information.
——Daozhang Wang is now fully activating the Qi Sea. The energy response is at D level, and his comprehensive combat power can catch up with most C level psykers.
Wei Lin nodded and didn't ask any more questions, sitting there thinking quietly.
About two minutes later, Wei Lin was looking at Uncle Feng aside.
"Has that little girl named Qin Qin ever entered a core-level laboratory?"
"No no."
Uncle Feng said hurriedly:
"She was selected, otherwise how could she be assigned? She just doesn't know it and she still feels good about herself."
"It's fine if you don't have it. You don't have to worry about her life or death in the future. This is not considered a bargaining chip for the military."
Wei Linzheng said calmly:
"Listen carefully to the upcoming work matters.
"First, find Meng Caiyuan and do this as soon as possible. Later, Bang Jieyou will go find the three half-human mechas in person and have an equal and peaceful dialogue with them, trying not to cause conflicts.
"Whether it is Meng Caiyuan's corpse or a living person that is brought back, it doesn't matter.
"The important thing is that such precious B-class psykers cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the local defense forces!"
"clear!"
Wei Lin nodded, looked at the psykers in the room, and said slowly: "I know that you are just small psykers in these small camps, and you have no specific concept of the word psyker. .
“Because of politics, you feel like these researchers are the reins around your neck.
“But they don’t really matter.
"D-class psykers are already qualified to enter the Psychic City and become normal citizens. In other words, I can bring all of you back to the Psychic City so that you can have the dignity and freedom like normal psykers. A life of bondage.
"But before that, you must prove your worth to me."
The psykers' eyes were a little more intense.
Wei Linzheng said simply: "Right now, this fortress is under threat from a group of blade beasts. If another group of blade beasts besieges the fortress, you must actively join the battle against the blade beasts and cooperate fully with the human warriors. The psykers must also Well, whether it’s a half-human mecha or not, your job is to fight against blade beasts. Fighting for power is something that only high-level psychics should think about. Do you understand? The value of your existence is to kill blade beasts.”
"clear!"
"Very good. If we want to reshape our deterrence and influence on the D5 theater, we must first prove that we still have positive value here!"
Wei Linzheng's voice was a little more impassioned:
“Don’t think about sitting back and enjoying the success, you have to rely on your own hands to fight in the future!
"Bonjie, you will also join the battle against the Blade Beast later."
Uncle Feng immediately stood up and said seriously: "I am willing to do my best for Lingdu and the Commissioner!"
"It's for mankind! It's for mankind's liver and brain!
"Your ideological position is the shackles that restrict your progress. "
Wei Linzheng glanced at Uncle Feng with some disgust, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about some big problem.
Uncle Feng asked: "But Commissioner, the current military is planning to counterattack this blade beast. Will they still besiege the fortress?"
"meeting."
Wei Linzheng said decisively:
"You still don't know much about the blade beasts. They will definitely besiege them again. They are just accumulating strength. They were interfered by Meng Caiyuan last time, otherwise these blade beasts would die here.
"For king-level blade beasts, these blade beasts are nothing more than cannon fodder.
"Okay, Bangjie, go negotiate first and get Meng Caiyuan back. If you find a military psyker, try to collect his samples. He is just an E-class psyker. It doesn't matter whether you kill him or not."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
"Remember, put away your false theories that are exclusive to you!"
Wei Linzheng warned worriedly:
"Improve your ideological position, find your own position, and stick to the bottom line of mankind! This is the prerequisite for us to compete with that old devil."
"Yes! Improve your stance! You must improve your stance!"
…
Inside the supply station, in front of the monitoring screen.
Wang Jixuan frowned and thought.
The mechanical-based deep sea brother scratched his 'instant noodle curly hair' and muttered: "This old thing gives me a feeling that it is very difficult to deal with."
"B-level psykers," Machina Red Snake said with a smile, "the destructive power is almost the same as ours without equipment!"
"Brother," Shenhai looked at Daozhang Wang, "Are you really E-level?"
"Declare E-class to the outside world," Wang Daochang smiled, "Should we make some preparations? That Uncle Feng will be here soon."
Red Snake stood up and said: "Don't be nervous, I'll equip myself with special equipment for psykers."
Shenhai glanced at the sleeping Lingtong and sighed softly.
"Following up, two of the three of us must stay here, and one of us will protect the detection team sent by the military. It happens to be an eight-hour shift...Is this Meng Caiyuan really okay? Can he live a normal life?"
"Probably, you can go check on his physical condition."
"Okay, just wait until Lingtong wakes up and let her scan. This is Lingtong's report card."
Shenhai blinked, leaned closer to Wang Jixuan, and whispered: "This young man's experience is a bit rough. I'm worried that he will have some psychological distortions. It would be better to separate him from Lingtong later. Semi-human mechas like us can’t stay alert all the time, we also need to sleep and rest.”
"Don't worry about that."
Wang Jixuan said seriously:
"Since I saved this young man, I will take good care of him."
The Taoist priest had his own plans in mind.
After he enters the Nascent Soul Realm, he will inevitably open a cultivation cave. This young man is a good candidate for the gatekeeper boy, with his pure nature and quick thinking.
The only regret that Wang Jixuan felt was that the boy's meridians had been damaged by spiritual energy, his energy and spirit were bound to his energy, and his Yuanyang was severely damaged. He was unable to practice normally, and he would not even be able to become a registered disciple in the future.
Deep Sea praised: "If we keep him this time, then we can get a B-level psyker from the Psychic City! This will be of great significance to our military's own psionic research!" "
Wang Jixuan frowned and asked, "Is the military really studying psykers?"
"Small-scale experiment."
Deep Sea simply explained:
"Generally, soldiers who are seriously injured and dying but conscious are used as experimental carriers. This is done with their consent. If successful, they can be saved, such as Zheng Shiduo's experience... Unfortunately, we are far inferior technically. There is no successful case in the Psychic City, I know this, don’t tell anyone.”
"Fine."
Wang Jixuan sighed secretly in his heart, but didn't say much.
Uncle Feng arrived at the battlefield in half an hour.
Wang Jixuan also needs to make some arrangements and preparations, so that Lingtong can sleep peacefully for a while...
Porphyrin!
There was a loud noise from the approaching armed helicopter above the supply station.
Lingtong immediately woke up and sat up, looked up for a few times, then fell down and continued to catch up on his sleep.
Wan Xiaoqi received the order and opened the passage above the supply station. A rope fell down, and a figure in military uniform pulled the rope and descended coolly.
Daochang Wang heard the familiar bubble sound:
"Haha! Wang Zheng! Your reinforcements are back! Look what I brought you! Hahaha!"
(End of chapter)