Chapter 100 The mental state of the leading version
It's about six o'clock in the morning.
This neighbor named Gao Huating didn't plan to go to work, and she didn't sleep in either. Why was she here?
According to Wang Daozhang's [real and unintentional] observations in the past ten days, Gao Huating, the female nanny, just looks a little sweeter and cuter, and she is not outstanding in herself.
She belongs to ordinary people without fighting ability
However, from the perspective of a practitioner, this girl has a spiritual energy in her body, which is indeed very rare.
As age increases, the worries and worries in people's hearts increase. The heavenly gate closes, the mud pills become clogged, and the meridians solidify, and the spiritual energy will also dissipate.
To be able to retain this aura at the age of twenty-three or four...
Her aura and aptitude as a child were probably outstanding.
If she was discovered by Taoist Master Wang when she was three or four years old, Taoist Master Wang might actually accept her as a registered disciple.
It's a pity that this girl is already a grown-up girl and has no value in training.
She rode her bicycle, wandering on the cement road where the morning light had fallen, leaving a winding tire mark behind her. She felt comfortable and happy, and a few plastic sunflowers inserted in the basket of the bicycle also moved their heads and swayed along with the car body.
Taoist Wang:...
It seems that he is indeed a good person.
Just as Wang Jixuan was about to turn around and leave, Gao Huating's bicycle stopped on the side of the road. She looked around a few times and jumped into the wheat field next to her with a sense of urgency.
A 'wheat field' suddenly split open.
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense scanned it carefully, and then he discovered that there was a small building wrapped in a 'holographic cloth', which was a perfect visual deception.
Gao Huating opened the door and stepped in.
This was a small elevator room. She skillfully authenticated her fingerprints, pressed the down button, followed the elevator down four or five meters, and arrived at a... spacious studio filled with musical instruments and electronic instruments.
"Yohoo!"
Gao Huating cheered and kicked off a pair of sneakers, like a runaway horse finding the grassland, like a dried fish returning to the pond, trotting on the clean floor wearing only light-colored stockings, and rushed to He went to the refrigerator in the corner of the studio, took out a bottle of iced drink, and jumped into the hammock next to him.
She huddled in the hammock, drinking an iced drink, taking off her stockings and throwing them aside, with a pair of crystal clear little feet dangling.
In the corner of the studio, a stereoscopic projector hung in the corner of the ceiling started working, and a bust of a middle-aged woman appeared next to Gao Huating.
The woman urged: "Sister! You finally remembered that you still have this part-time job!"
"hey-hey!"
Gao Huating smiled sheepishly:
"A neighbor recently moved in next to me. I don't dare to come out casually!"
"Neighbors? Didn't I ask someone to vacate the room next to your dormitory? Why are there still neighbors?"
"I don't know! But that big brother is quite nice!"
Gao Huating swung her feet from side to side proudly:
“I briefly greeted him! He wasn’t too nervous!”
The middle-aged woman couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead: "That's great...Am I talking to the children in the nursery? You are 24 years old, Xiao Hua Ting! Although I am only your agent and nanny, If you like the same sex, I will support you! You don’t have to act afraid of men.”
"It's not that I'm afraid, I just don't know how to communicate with them."
Gao Huating's pretty face turned red, and she immediately defended: "Besides, I am of normal orientation! Strictly conservative!" "I will follow the call of the fortress' will and choose the right partner at the right age to reproduce. Or...machine surrogacy! "
"Okay, okay, let's get to work!"
The middle-aged woman glanced at her watch: "The next broadcast will be in seventy minutes, and the content will still be soothing songs, at least five. You need to adjust your status first.
"We have increased the number of radio terminals placed in the lower city of the fortress. Now the lower city is shrouded in the fear of being invaded by blade beasts, and music is the only therapy.
"Also, drink less drinks! Take good care of this precious voice!"
"Oh," Gao Huating responded aggrievedly, "but these things are really delicious!"
The middle-aged woman was defeated and closed the communication while covering her forehead.
Gao Huating giggled, jumped down from the hammock, put her toes up, held her head high, walked a few dance steps, and turned around to reach the closet nearby.
There are three styles in the wardrobe, medium-length blonde hair, long smooth black hair, and long burgundy wavy hair.
Gao Huating was holding a drink in her left hand, with her right arm across her body, and a thoughtful expression on her face.
She whispered: "Today, should I choose [Rock Queen] Jim Kelly? Or [Lyric Lady] Hua Jasmine? Or, the charming [Smoke-throated Sister] Wang Xixi?
" Boom boom boom! It’s you today! Jim Kelly! "
She put down her drink, picked up the smooth golden wig, and skipped to the dressing table. She quickly put on the hood, bound her short hair, put on the wig, took out a lipstick, and applied it in front of the mirror. With flaming red lips, she pouted softly, took out her sunglasses and put them on herself.
Half a minute later, she was holding the electric guitar, lowering her head and playing a passionate melody;
Two minutes later, she picked up the bass and played a firm and powerful note;
Five minutes later, she sat behind the drum set and played brisk drum beats with great spirit;
Ten minutes later, she played the electronic keyboard with one hand, her body swayed from side to side to the rhythm of the music, and she uttered " Wow” and “cool” comments.
Hiding under a tree on the roadside a hundred meters away, Taoist Wang was silently observing the place with his spiritual consciousness:...
this?
Huh?
She really doesn’t seem very smart.
Finally, Gao Huating seemed to have had enough fun, so she whispered softly and turned on the pre-recorded accompaniment.
Gao Huating picked up the guitar, walked to a Limai, breathed a sigh of relief, clenched her fists and murmured:
"The third track of the concert with thousands of people on the ground, rock style, the 126th rehearsal."
She took off her sunglasses, her eyes became firm and bright, she smiled, waved her hand forward, and said into the microphone: "The following song is called "Our Dream", dedicated to those who worked hard in the Fortress era. Everyone who works hard to survive, we are waiting for the dawn and victory! Thank you for your contribution to human survival! Thank you for waiting for the future!
The accompaniment happened to become passionate, her electric guitar quickly integrated into the rhythm, and her voice that was supposed to be crisp became high-pitched, bright, and full of power.
Taoist Wang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Although the whole scene is a bit...a bit funny...
But this song is really good. It stirs not only the eardrums, but also the blood in people's hearts.
What an amazing talent.
After singing the song, Gao Huating's little face was covered with fine sweat, her breathing was rapid, and her chest kept rising and falling.
The lights she imagined also dissipated, and the canvases with stick figures on the wall in front naturally gave her no response.
"Not bad this time! Keep up the good work!"
Gao Huating smiled happily, and then stretched out.
The stereoscopic projector in the corner once again projected the figure of the middle-aged woman.
The agent's aunt shouted at the top of her lungs: "Ancestor! Xiao Huating! There's no time! You're still playing!"
"Oh, oh! Okay, okay!"
Gao Huating quickly put down her electric guitar, took off her blond wig, and hurried to the closet nearby. She put on her long black hair smoothly, wiped off her red lips, and applied a layer of light pink lipstick.
Wang Jixuan discovered that her temperament had changed, becoming gentle and intellectual, while retaining her original sweetness and cuteness.
Gao Huating hummed a pleasant tune, picked up her acoustic guitar, walked to the console in the corner and sat down, skillfully adjusting various parameters and waiting for the countdown to end.
finally.
She pressed the broadcast button, took a gentle breath, and said softly in a soft and somewhat ethereal voice: "Good morning, residents of the fortress, this is T.E.R's exclusive channel. I hope today The songs can bring you some solace just like the March breeze..."
Under the tree, Taoist Wang smiled knowingly. He suppressed the evil intention of leaving a note here to scare T.E.R Xiao Huating, and turned around to walk to the studio in the distance.
This little girl does have a good personality, but her mental state is a bit questionable.
…
Wang Jixuan returned to his dormitory and had just meditated for a while when his old communicator got a message and hurried to the studio.
Something happened over there in Expanded Area C.
"Wang Zheng, look," Uncle Tai pointed at the picture displayed on the screen.
A group of patrol soldiers were knocked unconscious and their bodies were arranged into a black character. They were located next to the Lingtong supply station in Area C.
Taoist priest Wang asked: "Are there any casualties?"
"Two died, but they were not found here."
Wan Xiaoqi said quickly:
"Before this, two psychics from Fortress 82 tried to sneak in, but were killed by the security force with a single shot in the head.
"Then, we found two soldiers who were tortured and killed outside Area C. They both suffered mental attacks, their eyes were bloodshot, and two red hearts were painted on their foreheads.
"These two victims should be the revenge of psychics, and these soldiers who were knocked unconscious are judged to be two independent incidents."
Zheng Shiduo muttered: "More than a dozen people were put in black characters, it should be a provocation."
Wu Man was a little confused: "Provocation? Black? Black storm?"
"Yes," Uncle Tai said, "Now, the only possibility is that the guy who used this word is probably provoking Black Storm."
Everyone looked at Wang Jixuan.
Wang Daozhang shrugged and spread his hands: "Don't do this, it's just like me who gets irritated easily."
"That's good," Zheng Shiduo breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm really afraid that you, boss, will fight if you don't agree with me."
Wu Man asked: "Aside from attacking warriors? What else did these psykers do?"
"The supply depot has been invaded."
Uncle Tai pulled out two photos, showing a blurry figure and large footprints on the ground.
Wan Xiaoqi read the newly obtained information quickly:
“The invading psyker is more than two meters tall, moves very quickly, has a psychic fluctuation index of B level, and is determined to be a B-level body-enhanced psyker.
"Apart from this photo and this footprint, the cameras we deployed near the supply station did not capture any figures, and the bioradar did not have any alerts. We suspect that they are equipped with optical invisibility cloaks or have strange abilities.
“The four mechanics we arranged in the fake supply station all had a handful of sand beside their pillows.
"It should be easy for this psyker to kill these mechanics.
"All the equipment there showed signs of being hacked. He took away the fake data we left behind. Among these fake data... we deliberately retained some information related to Wu Man to cover up these things."
Wan Xiaoqi pointed to the large stoves at the back and the large refrigerator where blade beast materials were stored.
Wu Man smiled and said: "I became the cover for Mr., which is great."
"You'd better get used to walking as soon as possible," Wang Daozhang joked, "otherwise it will be difficult to run away later."
"I can walk a few steps now, but I'm very tired," Wu Man said with some frustration.
Daochang Wang raised his hand and patted Wu Man's head, encouraging him: "Don't worry, take care of yourself first. I'm kidding you... In other words, there are B-level psykers here again now?"
The voice of Battle Ji Chishe came from the loudspeaker on the console: "To be precise, there are four."
An arc-shaped trail of flames appeared outside the window, and a shadow flew into the window.
It was the red snake wearing the sword-cutting armor.
She was supposed to go to the exclusive supply station in the surface military camp to rest, but she turned here halfway.
After landing, the eldest sister moved her sore neck and said with a smile: "According to our intelligence, this is an investigation team composed of two A-level and two B-level. A very professional investigation team, good at hiding their whereabouts. .
"They appeared at Fortress No. 82 before and took away four psykers who were attacking.
"This investigation team already has the combat effectiveness to destroy Fortress No. 76.
"If they insist on invading the fortress, it will be difficult to resist them with conventional combat power alone."
Daochang Wang was a little speechless.
He just practiced peacefully for ten days!
It’s less than half a month!
Fortunately, he has no shortage of crystal cores now, and the speed of his cultivation recovery is pretty good... However, the two realms of Gathering God and Returning to Truth are the process of forging the Dao foundation, and it will take some time even if the spiritual energy is sufficient.
The Tao body must be well forged, otherwise the Dan Condensation state will be very uncomfortable.
Red Snake touched his chin and looked at Wang Jixuan, and said with a smile: "But, if you can give us a psychic massage, we can protect you like Lingtong."
Daochang Wang leaned back slightly.
These guys! Who do you think Pindao is!
That Heavenly Lord Wuliang!
Is he a massage master? Besides, Red Snake is still a woman, and she is a married woman from a good family, so how can we have a physical relationship!
Half an hour later.
Master Wang, who put on the 'standard surgical suit' and a pair of thick tactical gloves, looked at Red Snake and Deep Sea lying side by side on the bed in front of him, squinted his eyes and chuckled, and put his hands against the two half-human mechas. On the neck.
"Boy, how strong is this?"
"very nice."
"Hmm... no wonder Lingtong's strength has improved so quickly... Husband, let's fight for love, and hire him with double benefits!"
Shen Hai sneered: "Yes, but you have to get divorced first, and gain height and breast augmentation at the same time, otherwise it may be difficult to win."
"Die!"
Red Snake punched it, and Shenhai moved more than ten meters sideways, including the person and the bed.
Wang Jixuan's men immediately became lighter in their movements, helping Red Snake prioritize resolving the hidden brain injuries accumulated over the years of fighting.
Shenhai ran back with the iron bed on his shoulders, smiled awkwardly at Wang Jixuan, lay down and started coaxing his wife.
This couple…
Taoist Wang smiled secretly in his heart and observed them carefully.
at the same time.
Next to an elevator on the seventh floor, a strong man in military uniform slowly raised his head and locked his eyes on the residential building.
He sniffed.
The maned bear had smelled it, and it was indeed the scent of a psyker.
(End of chapter)