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

It's a little after six in the morning.

This neighbor named Gao Huating, isn't preparing to go to work, nor is she sleeping in, so why is she here?

According to Wang Daochang's observation over the past ten days [truly, unintentionally], Gao Huating, this childcare worker, is just a bit sweet and cute in appearance, but not particularly outstanding in herself.

She belongs to the category of ordinary people without any fighting strength.

However, from a cultivator's point of view, this girl does have a spiritual aura about her, which is indeed very rare.

As one grows older, the worries and concerns in one's heart increase, the Heavenly Gate closes, the Niwan Palace becomes blocked, the meridians solidify, and that spiritual energy dissipates.

To still possess this spiritual aura at the age of twenty-three or twenty-four…

Her spiritual aura and aptitude were likely very outstanding when she was a child.

If Wang Daochang had discovered her at the age of three or four, he might have really taken her as a disciple in name.

Unfortunately, this girl is already a grown woman, and there's not much value in cultivating her.

She rides her bicycle, swaying back and forth on the cement road where the morning light has fallen, leaving a winding tire track behind her, carefree and joyful, and the few plastic sunflowers stuck in the bike basket also shake their heads along with the bike.

Wang Daochang: …

Seems like, she really is a good person.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to turn around and leave, Gao Huating's bicycle stopped by the side of the road. She looked around a few times, and with a sneaky air, jumped into the wheat field next to her.

A piece of 'wheat field' suddenly split open.

Wang Jixuan carefully scanned with his spiritual sense, only then did he discover that there was a small building wrapped in 'holographic cloth,' with perfect visual deception.

Gao Huating opened the door and flashed inside.

This is a small elevator room. She skillfully authenticated her fingerprint, pressed the down button, and followed the elevator down four or five meters, arriving at a… spacious studio filled with musical instruments and electronic equipment.

“Yahoo!”

Gao Huating cheered, kicked off a pair of sneakers, like a horse freed from its reins finding a grassland, like a dried-up fish returning to a pool of water, wearing only light-colored stockings, she tiptoed on the clean floor, rushing to the refrigerator in the corner of the studio, took out a bottle of ice drink, and jumped to the hammock next to her.

She curled up in the hammock, drinking the ice drink, took off her stockings and threw them aside, a pair of crystal clear little feet dangling back and forth.

In the corner of the studio, a three-dimensional projector hanging from the corner of the ceiling began to work, and a half-length portrait of a middle-aged woman appeared beside Gao Huating.

The woman urged: "Big sister! You finally remembered that you still have this part-time job!"

“Hehe!”

Gao Huating smiled embarrassedly:

“A neighbor recently moved in next to me, I don’t dare to come out casually!”

“Neighbor? Didn't I already have someone specifically vacate the room next to your dormitory? Why is there still a neighbor?”

“I don’t know! But that big brother is very nice!”

Gao Huating proudly swayed her feet:

“I simply greeted him! And he wasn’t too nervous!”

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead: "That's really great… Am I chatting with a child from a nursery? You're 24 years old, Xiao Huating! Although I'm just your agent and nanny, but if you like the same sex, I will support you! You don't need to always act like you're afraid of men."

“I’m not afraid, I just don’t know how to communicate with them.”

Gao Huating's pretty face was a little flushed, and she immediately argued:

“Moreover, I have a normal orientation! Strictly conservative!

“I will follow the call of the Fortress will, choose a suitable partner at a suitable age to reproduce offspring, or… machine surrogacy!”

“Okay, okay, hurry up and work!”

The middle-aged woman looked at her watch:

“The next broadcast is in seventy minutes, the content is still soothing songs, at least five songs, you adjust your state 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. Music is already the only therapy.

“Also, drink less beverages! Take good care of your precious voice!”

“Oh,” Gao Huating replied aggrievedly, “But these things are really delicious!”

The middle-aged woman was defeated, covering her forehead and closing the communication.

Gao Huating smiled happily, jumped down from the hammock, tiptoed, raised her head and chest, took a few dance steps, turned around and went to the wardrobe next to her.

Inside the wardrobe are three wigs: golden medium-length hair, smooth black long hair, and wine-red wavy long hair.

Gao Huating held the drink in her left hand, her right arm across her chest, and a thoughtful expression appeared on her small face.

She muttered softly:

“Today, should I choose [Rock Queen] Jin Kelly? Or [Lyrical Lady] Hua Moli? Or, the amorous [Smoky Voice Sister] Wang Qianqian?

“Tch, tch, tch! Today it’s you! Jin Kelly!”

She put down the drink, picked up that smooth golden wig, jumped and skipped to the vanity next to her, deftly put on the wig cap, tied up her short hair, put on the wig, then took out a lipstick, applied a fiery red lip to the mirror, gently kissed it, and took out sunglasses to put on herself.

Half a minute later, she held an electric guitar, bowing her head and playing an exciting melody;

Two minutes later, she picked up a bass guitar, playing firm and powerful notes;

Five minutes later, she sat behind the drum kit, drumming out a brisk beat with a dashing sense;

Ten minutes later, she played the electronic keyboard with one hand, her body swaying left and right with the rhythm of the music, and she made exclamations of “Wow” and “Cool”.

Wang Daochang, hiding under a roadside tree a hundred meters away, silently observing this place with his spiritual sense: …

This?

Ah?

She really doesn't seem to be very smart.

Finally, Gao Huating seemed to have had enough fun, cleared her throat lightly, and turned on the accompaniment that had been recorded in advance.

Gao Huating picked up the guitar, walked to a standing microphone, gently took a breath, clenched her fist and murmured:

“The third track of the underground ten-thousand-person concert, rock style, the one hundred and twenty-sixth rehearsal.”

She took off her sunglasses, her eyes became firm and bright, with a smile on her face, she waved to the front, and said into the microphone:

“The following song is called “Our Dream”, dedicated to everyone who is doing their best and living hard in the Fortress era. We have waited for the dawn, and we have also waited for victory! Thank you for your contributions to human survival! Thank you for your expectations for the future!”

The accompaniment just happened to become exciting, and her electric guitar quickly blended into the rhythm. Her voice, which should have been clear, became high-pitched, bright, and full of power.

Wang Daochang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although the whole scene was a bit… a bit funny…

But this song is really good, stirring not only the eardrums, but also the passion in people's hearts.

What an amazing talent.

After singing a song, Gao Huating's small face was full of fine sweat, her breathing was rapid, and her chest kept rising and falling.

The imagined lights also dissipated, and the canvas on the front wall, with stick figures on it, naturally couldn't give her any response.

“This time it’s not bad! Keep working hard!”

Gao Huating smiled happily, and then stretched out a big lazy waist.

The three-dimensional projector in the corner once again projected the figure of the middle-aged woman.

This agent aunt shouted at the top of her voice: "Ancestor! Xiao Huating! There's no time! You're still playing!"

“Oh, oh! Okay, okay!”

Gao Huating quickly put away the electric guitar, took off the golden wig, and hurried to the wardrobe next to her, deftly put on the black long hair, wiped off the red lipstick, and applied a layer of light pink lipstick.

Wang Jixuan found that her temperament had actually changed, becoming gentle, intellectual, and retaining her original sweetness and cuteness.

Gao Huating hummed a cheerful little tune, picked up the acoustic guitar, walked to the operating table in the corner and sat down, skillfully adjusted various parameters, waiting for the countdown to end.

Finally.

She pressed the broadcast button, took a light breath, and in a soft voice with a bit of etherealness, said softly:

“Good morning, residents of the Fortress, this is T.E.R.’s exclusive channel. I hope today’s songs can bring you some comfort that is like the March breeze…”

Under the tree, Wang Daochang smiled knowingly.

He suppressed the mischievous thought of leaving a note here to scare T.E.R. Xiao Huating, and turned to walk towards the distant studio.

This little girl, her personality is really good, it's just that her mental state is a bit questionable.

…

Wang Jixuan had just returned to his dormitory and meditated for a while when he received a message from the old communicator, and hurriedly rushed to the studio.

Something happened in the outer C area.

“Wang Zheng, look,” Uncle Tai said, pointing to the picture displayed on the screen.

A team of patrol soldiers were knocked unconscious, and their bodies were arranged into a black character, the location was next to the C area Lingtong supply station.

Wang Daochang asked: “Are there any deaths or injuries?”

“Two died, but not found here.”

Wan Xiaoqi said quickly:

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“Before that, two spirit energy users from Fortress No. 82 tried to sneak in and were directly shot in the head by the security forces.

“Then, we found two soldiers brutally killed on the periphery of Area C. They both suffered mental attacks, their eyes were bloodshot, and two red hearts were drawn on their foreheads.

“These two victims should be the revenge of the spirit energy users, and are determined to be two independent events from these unconscious soldiers.”

Zheng Shiduo muttered: “A dozen people were arranged into a black character, it should be a provocation.”

Wu Man was a little puzzled: “Provocation? Black? Black Storm?”

“Yes,” Uncle Tai said, “As it stands now, this is the only possibility. The guy who arranged this word is likely provoking the Black Storm.”

Everyone looked at Wang Jixuan in unison.

Wang Daochang shrugged and spread his hands: “Don’t be like that, it makes it seem like I’m easily provoked.”

"That's good," Zheng Shiduo breathed a sigh of relief. "I was really afraid that you, Boss, would start a fight at the drop of a hat."

Wu Man asked, "Besides attacking the soldiers, what else have these psionic users done?"

"The supply station was infiltrated."

Uncle Tai pulled up two photos, showing a blurry figure and large footprints left on the ground.

Wan Xiaoqi quickly read the recently obtained information:

"The invading psionic user is over two meters tall, very agile, with a psionic fluctuation index of B-level, determined to be a B-level body enhancement type psionic user."

"Apart from this photo and this footprint, the cameras we placed near the supply station didn't capture any figures, and the biological radar didn't give any alarms. We suspect they are equipped with optical stealth cloaks or have unique abilities themselves."

"The four mechanics we arranged in the fake supply station each found a handful of sand by their pillows."

"It should be easy for this psionic user to kill these mechanics."

"All the equipment there showed signs of intrusion. They took away the fake data we left behind. In this fake data… we deliberately retained some information related to Wu Man to conceal these things."

Wan Xiaoqi pointed to the large furnaces and the large refrigerators storing blade beast materials behind them.

Wu Man smiled and said, "I've become Mr.'s cover. That's great."

"You should get used to walking as soon as possible," Wang Daoshi teased. "Otherwise, you won't be able to run away later."

"I can walk a few steps now, but it's very tiring," Wu Man said somewhat dejectedly.

Wang Daoshi raised his hand and patted Wu Man's head, encouraging him, "Don't worry, take care of your body first. I was just kidding… So, there are B-level psionic users here again?"

The voice of the combat mech Akashe transmitted from the speaker on the console: "To be precise, there are four of them."

An arc of contrails appeared outside the window, and a graceful figure flew in through the opening.

It was Akashe, wearing her Blade Armor.

She was supposed to go to the exclusive supply station in the surface military camp to rest, but she detoured here halfway.

After landing, this big sister stretched her sore neck and said with a smile:

"According to our intelligence, this is an investigation team composed of two A-levels and two B-levels. A very professional investigation team, skilled at concealing their tracks."

"They previously appeared in Fortress 82 and took away four psionic users who were acting as assistants."

"This investigation team already has the combat power to destroy Fortress 76."

"If they insist on infiltrating the fortress, it will be difficult to resist with conventional combat power alone."

Wang Daoshi was a little speechless.

He had only been peacefully cultivating for ten days!

Not even half a month!

Fortunately, he wasn't short of crystal cores now, and the speed of his cultivation recovery was still decent… However, the Gathering Spirit and Returning to Truth stages are the process of forging the Dao Foundation, and it will take some time even with abundant spiritual energy.

He must forge his Dao Body well, otherwise, the Core Formation stage will be very uncomfortable.

Akashe stroked her chin and sized up Wang Jixuan, saying with a smile:

"But, if you can give us husband and wife a psionic massage too, we might be able to protect you like Ling Tong, you know."

Wang Daoshi leaned back slightly.

These guys! What do they take this poor Daoist for!

Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!

Is he a massage therapist? Besides, Akashe is a woman, and a virtuous married woman at that, so how could there be intimate contact!

Half an hour later.

Wearing the 'Standard Surgical Suite,' Master Wang, with a pair of thick tactical gloves, looked at Akashe and Shenhai lying side by side on the bed in front of him, squinted and smiled, and placed his hands on the necks of the two semi-human mechs.

"How's the pressure, you two?"

"Very good."

"Hmm… No wonder Ling Tong's strength has improved so quickly… Husband, let's steal him away, hiring him with double the benefits!"

Shenhai chuckled: "Sure, but you have to get a divorce first, and get taller and a boob job while you're at it, otherwise, it might be a little difficult to snatch him."

"Drop dead!"

Akashe threw a punch, sending Shenhai and the iron bed sliding sideways for more than ten meters.

Wang Jixuan immediately lightened his movements, helping Akashe prioritize resolving the accumulated brain injuries from years of combat.

Shenhai carried the iron bed back, gave Wang Jixuan an embarrassed smile, lay back down, and began to coax his wife.

This couple…

Wang Daoshi chuckled inwardly, carefully observing them.

At the same time.

Next to an elevator on the seventh floor, a burly man in military uniform slowly raised his head, his eyes locked on that residential complex.

He sniffed.

Bristle Bear had already smelled it, it was indeed the scent of psionic users.