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

"Commander, the missile has been shot down!"

"Report this to the Governor and send an inquiry to Fortress 82."

Dongfang Zhenghong hung up the communication, his face dark as he cursed:

"A bunch of parasites! Fortress 82 has been eaten clean by them! Fucking hell!"

Wang Jixuan was a little confused: "Shooting a missile, what does that mean?"

Zheng Shiduo swallowed the half-chewed grilled meat and quickly explained:

"Fortress 82 fired a missile at us, and the impact point is only twenty-five kilometers away from our ground military camp. This is a kind of demonstration, or rather, a warning.

"The mastermind behind this is most likely the Thirteenth Institute.

"Then they will give us an explanation. They will probably say—oh dear, it was a misfire, don't be nervous.

"Or they might say—oh dear, we were ambushing a Pterodactyl passing overhead and accidentally fired into the sky."

Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Sure enough, in less than two minutes, Dongfang Zhenghong received a report from his subordinate.

A missile position near Fortress 82, during a new model missile test firing, a temporary technician entered the wrong coordinates, and they deeply apologized for this.

"See," Zheng Shiduo spread his hands, "They've already apologized, what else can we say?"

Dongfang Zhenghong silently gnawed on a newly grilled skewer of Blade Beast meat.

Daoist Wang wanted to remind this middle-aged uncle… eating too much of this stuff really causes constipation…

Among the people present, the only person Daoist Wang wasn't worried about having this problem was Zheng Shiduo.

A very niche advantage.

Shen Hai smiled and said, "The good show is about to begin, let's see our Governor mediate."

"You don't need to worry," Dongfang Zhenghong said with a dark face, "The more the enemy opposes, the more it proves that the path we are taking is correct! Teacher Wang Zheng, the spirit energy weapon is up to you!"

"Easy to say," Daoist Wang responded lightly.

He wasn't just putting on airs.

Just the necessary demeanor of a senior expert.

…

It was already past midnight when Daoist Wang returned to his dormitory.

A small plastic bag hung on the doorknob, with a note attached. The plastic bag contained a dozen crooked little bear biscuits.

The note read:

[Thank you for your previous care! These are baked by the children in our class! Please forget about the previous accident! I'm counting on you! —Your right-hand neighbor.]

Daoist Wang's expression was a bit puzzled.

Right-hand neighbor… if he turned around, wouldn't that be the left-hand side? Can this Miss Gao not even distinguish between east, west, north, and south?

Shaking his head, Daoist Wang picked up two biscuits and ate them.

The taste was average, with a coexistence of undercooked and burnt, but natural starch itself tastes much better than synthetic starch.

It's just… this kind of thing reminded Daoist Wang of some unpleasant memories.

There used to be a girl living in a wooden house, whose technique for baking this was incomparably skilled.

Wang Jixuan sighed inwardly and returned to his room to cultivate.

Now that he wasn't short of crystal cores, the Daoist wouldn't be stingy with himself. He directly took out twenty-one crystal cores, intending to continue increasing the total amount of mana in his body while healing his injuries, opening up meridians, and forging his Dao body.

As for the troublesome things like political struggles, he would let Xiao Zhou, Commander Dongfang, and the Governor do them.

Seize the time to cultivate!

Over the next week, his cultivation rhythm gradually became fixed, and his schedule was full.

Every morning, he would use the power of the morning sun to purify the remaining demonic energy in his body, and enter meditation to repair the cracks in his soul.

Meditation continued until noon. When the fire element in the spiritual energy became too scorching, he would break free from meditation and rush to the 'workshop' surrounded by blue tarpaulin to eat the lunch made by Xiao Qi.

Compared to Sister Wan, Wan Xiaoqi's cooking skills still had a lot of room for improvement, mainly focusing on normal flavors and cooking the meat thoroughly.

Compared to someone's mother, this was already very good!

In the afternoon, Wang Jixuan would study all the courses of a mechanic on his own and ask Uncle Tai for advice.

After dinner, he would pull Uncle Tai to study the secondary development of the Blade Beast exoskeleton. They wanted to decompose the Blade Beast exoskeleton into a more easily shaped state, preparing for the mass production of demon-breaking daggers.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, Daoist Wang would return to his dormitory, using the spirit release array to supply spiritual energy, allowing himself to accelerate his cultivation.

In a week, his soul injuries recovered by more than half, and most of the demonic energy in his body was purified.

His cultivation officially entered the middle stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm!

At this time, Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense could already detect four hundred meters around, which was about one hundred and twenty zhang.

Daoist Wang was quite gratified by this.

He was very satisfied with his current state of cultivation. The improvement and mass production plan of the demon-breaking dagger was also accelerating.

Now, Wang Jixuan and Uncle Tai have determined the basic structure of the improved demon-breaking dagger:

[A metal shell carrying the edge restriction] to ensure basic sharpness;

[A pull-out Blade Beast bone liner] as long as the liner is pushed in, a complete restriction can be formed;

[A detachable multi-module handle] that can directly transform the dagger into a spear.

At the same time, Wang Jixuan has given two plans for engraving the restriction.

One is to use laser engraving on the Blade Beast exoskeleton, combined with spiritual energy nourishment, to construct the 'spiritual power channels' in the restriction;

One is to use 3D printing to coat the exoskeleton with a spirit slurry made from Blade Beast exoskeleton and blood.

The two schemes have their own advantages and disadvantages, and both can mass-produce demon-breaking daggers with basic refining restrictions that cannot exert their effect.

The most crucial and most difficult part of mass-producing demon-breaking daggers is the final processing technology.

[Activating these demon-breaking daggers in batches].

There are already two ideas: lightning guidance and sacrifice.

Wang Jixuan is now more inclined to the 'lightning guidance' idea, because 'sacrificing' the Blade Beast soul basically requires him to operate in person.

He just wants to give the human army a 'basic magic weapon', not bind himself to this position.

Cultivation is his main job.

Uncle Tai has already found a few reliable engineers to design an experimental device that simulates lightning strikes.

They certainly cannot achieve the same amount of energy as lightning strikes in nature, and simple magic weapons like demon-breaking daggers cannot withstand the bombardment of natural lightning.

Subsequent experiments will be carried out intensively.

In places where Daoist Wang cannot directly see, the open and secret struggles between the Thirteenth Institute and the D5 Military Region have reached the point of almost breaking heads.

Political persecution, targeting Professor Zhuang, military threats, Professor Zhuang being sentenced, spirit energy pressure, Professor Zhuang being betrayed, the Commander-in-Chief's fury, Professor Zhuang falling into a coma in prison…

These dramas are being staged in turn.

In places where Daoist Wang can directly see, there is unparalleled peace.

Ling Tong is waiting for the mechanical arm to be repaired.

Sister Wan secretly told Wang Jixuan that they had received an order from the Commander-in-Chief to carry out an advanced upgrade of Ling Tong's mechanical arm, instead of deeply transforming her body.

Because after testing, it was found that the various values of Ling Tong's previously fully strengthened human body parts had significantly improved again.

This is not just a one or two percent increase, but about a ten percent increase!

After investigating the reason, Sister Wan judged that it was related to Wang Jixuan's massage.

Sister Wan secretly entrusted Daoist Wang to continue massaging Ling Tong in the future, so that Ling Tong might really become the Commander-in-Chief's successor, driving a new generation of terrifying mechs and bringing hope for humans to fight back against the Blade Beasts.

Daoist Wang of course agreed immediately.

Later, he could even teach Ling Tong some simple methods to exercise her spirit, so that she could make up for her last shortcoming—being easily subjected to spiritual shocks.

As for the subsequent strengthening of Ling Tong's body, there was no need to worry even more. The higher his cultivation, the more he could naturally bring her to.

These things were his 'conspiracy' with Sister Wan. Ling Tong's self-esteem was a bit strong, so they decided not to tell Ling Tong for the time being.

Sister Wan, as someone who had been through it, understood Ling Tong's character very well. During this time, Sister Wan would send Wang Jixuan a photo of Ling Tong every day through Uncle Tai's communicator.

Every night at ten o'clock, Wang Jixuan would send Ling Tong a greeting message, simply reporting that he was safe.

Every morning at six o'clock, Ling Tong would send a sentence [Get up and train].

Because both of them had their own things to be busy with, the number of casual chats was not many.

Zhou Zhengde's side was stable. He also began to study, read, and entertain himself in the military prison. His total sentence was undetermined. When the outside struggles came to an end, he would be released directly.

As long as Xiao Zhou was on vacation in the military prison, he could open a protective umbrella for Fortress 76, so that there were no spirit energy users here for the time being.

If Daoist Wang were to evaluate this matter, he could only say:

Well done!

If Daoist Wang were to give Zhou Zhengde a sentence, it should be…

A few more months.

Anyway, Zhou Zhengde was enjoying himself inside, and Zhou Meiying had really started arranging blind dates for her son in the military prison!

Wang Jixuan could almost imagine this scene:

[In the dark visiting room of the prison, the elegant Young Master Zhou, wearing a neat prison uniform, sits opposite a noblewoman in a fishtail dress. The two light two white candles, taste the taste of fermented alcohol, look at each other's pectoral muscles, secretly wipe saliva, and the jailer has laid the bed in the next room.]

'Tsk, this poor Daoist is also starting to learn to be bad.'

Daoist Wang shook his head and continued to cultivate peacefully.

On the tenth day after they moved here, Dongfang Zhenghong found Wang Jixuan again.

This time it was after eleven o'clock in the evening. Dongfang Zhenghong brought a few guards and went directly to Wang Jixuan's dormitory.

Obviously, the commander had some important things to discuss with him.

…

"Teacher Wang Zheng, come and see this."

Dongfang Zhenghong took a piece of white paper and handed it to Wang Jixuan.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Above was a handwritten string of data.

This concerns the battle to encircle and annihilate the young King Worms, and the fortress defense battle, detailing the various Blade Beasts slain and the number of crystals seized.

Wang Jixuan was somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Ahem," Dongfang Zhenghong said softly, "This data is currently only available to us, because the fortress temporarily lacks Spirit Energy users, so there's no one to supervise... You understand what I mean."

Wang Jixuan's eyes lit up: "How much can we skim off?"

"The top half, the battle to encircle and annihilate the young King Worms, the data is almost entirely transparent."

Dongfang Zhenghong said:

"Satellite detection data, and our data sharing with the two-level war zone headquarters, it's best not to touch this part, otherwise it will give Thirteenth Institute grounds to make trouble."

"The current laws are the equilibrium point after the vying of various forces, it's not advisable to break them for the time being."

"But this bottom part, we can play some tricks... Many young Blade Beasts don't have crystals inside their bodies."

"What I mean is, this portion of crystals... we can mark some adult Blade Beasts as young Blade Beasts, reducing the crystal yield rate of young Blade Beasts from the current 67% to 47%... What do you think?"

Wang Jixuan leaned back: "Can't we reduce it to 27%?"

"That's too outrageous, they'll see through it immediately."

"How many crystals can we get in total?"

"We can probably get about five thousand..."

Dongfang Zhenghong smiled and said:

"The crystals inside the young ones are small, and their Spirit Energy reaction is relatively low. We can also secretly swap them out, as long as we don't get caught by the Thirteenth Institute."

Wang Jixuan stood up and quickly walked to a cabinet nearby.

"Commander, I've obtained two top-tier Demon-Breaking Daggers these past few days."

Wang Daochang held out two sheathed longswords, smiling as he presented them to Dongfang Zhenghong, saying softly:

"They replenish Spirit Energy fully in five seconds and can pierce the relatively weak parts of a Terrorwing Dragon. They just require a certain level of skill."

Clang!

"This?"

Dongfang Zhenghong fondled the daggers with delight, saying with a smile:

"For me? I don't participate in frontline command, this isn't appropriate, is it?"

"They're just some commemorative items, nothing much. The other one can be a decoration for our Commander-in-Chief."

Wang Jixuan said solemnly:

"As long as the D5 war zone's confidentiality work is in place, once the Demon-Breaking Daggers are mass-produced, I'll forge a large sword like the one used by Ling Tong for every half-human mecha in the D5 war zone."

"Subsequently, if I feel the time is right, I'll forge a full-body armor with my unique secret technique for Ling Tong."

"I only have two conditions. First, no rushing. Second, I only trust Ling Tong."

"Excellent!"

Dongfang Zhenghong extended his right hand, his gaze burning:

"Five thousand crystals are yours to use as you please! Just tell Uncle Tai how many you need, and we'll transport them in small batches."

Wang Daochang reached out and shook Dongfang Zhenghong's hand firmly.

Dongfang Zhenghong stood up and said, "I'll go back to work... Shen Hai is waiting for you at the workshop. He wants to take you down to study that crystal. We've invested a lot of manpower and resources in it recently, but we still can't collect that crystal."

"Alright," Wang Jixuan replied, "Thank you for making the trip."

"Zhengde isn't here, it's better to discuss such important matters in person."

Dongfang Zhenghong's eyes showed a hint of emotion, and he suddenly bowed slightly to Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan was somewhat at a loss: "Commander?"

"Thank you! This is from me personally!"

Dongfang Zhenghong turned and quickly left, swiftly walking away with the guards.

Outside the door, the neighbor girl who was going downstairs to throw out the trash happened to see this scene. She was so frightened that she hid in the corner, curiously sizing up Wang Jixuan's dormitory.

When Dongfang Zhenghong and the guards looked over, she subconsciously lowered her head and faced the wall, contemplating her actions, so nervous that she was trembling slightly.

Wang Jixuan blinked when he saw this, and closed the door with a smile.

This child is indeed very shy.

...

On the edge of the third level of Fortress 76, the No. 3 material entry and exit door, protected by multiple layers of gates.

A convoy of trucks was stopped for inspection.

The drivers of these armored trucks, having traveled a long distance, were all very tired. A male and a female driver caught the attention of the inspector.

This inspector had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that these two people, dressed in ordinary clothes, were not ordinary people.

The man had a well-built physique, and the woman had a hot figure. These were the types of bodies that could only be sculpted through years of exercise and ample nutrition.

Moreover, the new Spirit Energy detection instrument recently added to the checkpoint was showing a faint red light.

"You..."

Just as the inspector was about to speak, the woman smiled and opened her gray jacket, revealing a deep cleavage, with a slip of paper propped up within.

She pinched out the slip of paper, rubbed it against her lips, and handed it to the inspector.

The inspector opened it and glanced at it, raising an eyebrow slightly, and inconspicuously pocketed the slip of paper, waving his hand to the side.

The convoy was allowed to pass.

"Waiting for you, oh," the woman winked.

The inspector blinked slightly.

However, after the convoy drove into the next layer of gates, the inspector, who had been smiling, instantly changed his expression, calmly picking up the intercom.

"One C, one D have entered. The convoy from Fortress 82. Deploy heavy firepower behind them. According to the commander's orders, snipe them directly with anti-materiel sniper rifles. If you can't snipe them, blow them up. Collateral damage is permitted."

"Roger that."

"Captain, this C and D, are you referring to Spirit Energy levels, or the size of these two's pecs?"

"A perfect match."

The inspector chuckled lightly and walked back to his post to sit quietly.

A few minutes later, two muffled sniper shots came from between the rear gates.

The inspector clicked his tongue softly, pursing his lips with some disdain.

"What era is this? Still doing this kind of low-level bribery. Are Spirit Energy users' brains malfunctioning? I'm almost losing interest in those sexually liberated hotties... Not even giving any rare resources, don't they understand what you call human relationships."

At the same time.

Outside Fortress 76, on the edge of the Sari Desert.

Several figures sat in a cloaked aircraft, discussing something in low voices.