Chapter 23 A unique feeling of relaxation
Chapter 23 A unique feeling of relaxation
Zhou Zhengde sighed and continued talking in the video:
"The situation is indeed a bit bad, Mu Liang, you may not realize the seriousness of the problem."
"The attack you carried out on the 49th floor successfully attracted the attention of the 13th Institute.
“We really didn’t expect that the Black Fire Gang’s third-ranked figure, Wen Heisen, was actually a psychic, and a D-level psychic with enhanced physical abilities.
“We didn’t expect that you could seriously injure him so easily. One of his eyes was destroyed. The blade you stabbed into his eye damaged some of his nerves, making it impossible for him to hide his injury… This helped a lot!
"Now the higher-ups are paying great attention to the Black Fire Gang, and the coalition forces that are encircling and suppressing the Black Fire Gang have increased their efforts. The person in charge of the Thirteenth Institute stationed at Fortress No. 76 was given a direct warning by the Archon.
"You have no idea how much I enjoyed sitting in on this meeting! It was really refreshing!
"Thank you, my dear comrade!
"However, the person in charge of the Thirteenth Institute stationed at Fortress No. 76, who had already given up on the Black Fire Gang, has just sent down a D-level psychic and an E-level psychic. They have already entered the Black Fire Gang's territory.
“There are at least two D-level psychics and one E-level psychic in the lower city now. The E-level ones are relatively weak.
"They are here to arrest you. The Black Fire Gang will also follow their orders. There are also people from the Thirteenth Institute on our side.
"You don't have to fight alone, Mu Liang. We have a common enemy and goal. I know you may mind that the core members of the Black Fire Gang are more likely to survive, but this is the unspoken rule of the fortress. They say that the fortress needs these gangs... Although I also despise this, it is indeed the truth."
Zhou Zhengde sighed, with helplessness in his eyes:
"Anyway, you should come back first; it's relatively safer there.
"I asked them to send you a simple text exchange. If you don't want to come back, you can also send me a message.
"We can discuss carefully what to do. I don't mind letting you temporarily dominate our cooperation, because you are really... more powerful than I expected.
"Remember to write down the gift you gave me last time in the text exchange, so that I can confirm that it is you on the other end of the text exchange, so that I can rest assured to pay them the high balance."
Tweet!
The simple holographic player stopped working and returned to its green fluorescent flashing state.
Wang Jixuan's expression was hard to describe.
The Thirteenth Institute sent more psychics to capture him, and the thirteenth floor of the fortress is no longer safe...
He searched briefly in the middle-aged man's arms and soon found a small square box with a screen and a simple nine-grid keyboard on the front.
Referring to Mu Liang's memory, Wang Jixuan quickly understood the operating principle of this thing and sent a message to Zhou Zhengde.
【02: Take with rice water after burning. 】
'02' represents the network ID of the text chat device.
[01: Wow! They are so fast! They are indeed the most elite mercenary team in the lower city! ]
Wang Jixuan: How come these words seem to make sounds?
He could almost imagine Zhou Zhengde's exaggerated and perfunctory facial expression.
Wang Jixuan replied simply.
【02: You don’t need to pay the balance later. 】
【01: Why? What happened? 】
【02: They were ambushed by the Black Fire Gang. 】
Wang Jixuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
Fortunately, in the spiritual world, only those bald monks have the precept of not telling lies, and those who practice Taoism do not care about these things.
[01: Are you okay, Mu Liang? I'm a little worried about your situation. I think we can talk about it in detail. This thing has a lot of power. ]
【02: How did you find me? 】
Wang Jixuan thought about it and added another question mark.
[01: It's very simple. Mu Liang, you exchanged other gang coins for Happy Coins in a short time and your actions were too frequent. The Happy City Gang had already locked onto your whereabouts yesterday. They took the initiative to find me, and I provided supplies to help you suppress it. The Happy City is the gang that sells the most intelligence among the seven gangs.]
Wang Jixuan secretly felt lucky.
It's really troublesome without Transfiguration.
However, transformation is a high-level technique that can only be practiced in the Nascent Soul stage, so it is too early.
[01: I can help you. Our enemies are the same. We have fought together before. Why do you not trust me? ]
【02: Thank you, but I still prefer to solve problems by myself. 】
[01: No, no, no, this is too risky. Your value is immeasurable. We should be more cautious. The Black Flame Gang now has a new D-level psychic. I remember I told you about this. Didn't you see the video I gave you? ]
[02: Already seen. Sit back and wait for death to happen, break through the clouds and fight the wind to survive.]
Zhou Zhengde hasn't sent any message for a while.
Wang Jixuan was not in a hurry at all. He was thinking about what to do next, whether to advance or retreat. He had to make a decision now.
Go in, make a simple magic weapon as soon as possible, kill the Black Fire Gang boss and Wen Heisen, and capture Wen Heisen's soul.
This will inevitably involve certain risks.
Retreat and return to the thirteenth floor to practice for a few months, until your energy is full and you are fully prepared.
But this also has risks, and he might trap himself. At the same time, he would need to rely on Zhou Zhengde's power, and would inevitably be controlled by others in the future. He might even become Zhou Zhengde's retainer... which would be extremely uncomfortable.
Wang Jixuan heard his uncle's voice, as if advising him to make more preparations, but he hesitated for a few seconds and decided to follow his heart.
Choose the third option!
Advance and retreat at the same time.
Ask Zhou Zhengde for help on a limited basis, make a disguise mask to hide your identity, and then find a way to sneak into the 49th floor to investigate the Black Fire Gang boss and the psychic. Don't act rashly until you find the right opportunity, and then repay Zhou Zhengde for this favor later.
Wang Jixuan thought about it and sent a message to Zhou Zhengde.
【02: I need your favor. 】
[01: Good! Very good! How many cleanup troops do you need? Or, I can just ask my grandfather to mobilize the defense forces! ]
[02: No, help me get an identity, preferably one that can change my appearance, I want to enter the th floor to lurk.]
【01: That’s all? (_)】
Wang Jixuan leaned back and frowned at the character expression. How did he type this?
It's quite interesting.
After a moment, the square box vibrated slightly and a line of small words popped up on the screen.
[01: I'll give you an answer in an hour. I need to help you design a new identity, an identity that gives you a suitable reason to leave the middle city and join the lower city gang. You also need to find a trustworthy guy to take you to the th floor... I hope that after this incident, we can talk openly. I feel like I'm almost your little brother! ]
【02: We can just be friends as equals. Brother Zhou.】
[01: Wait for my news, and try to protect yourself. I want to know the miracle that happened to you. I will send someone to find you as soon as possible. Can you set a fixed meeting place? ]
【02: Nighthawk's headshot. 】
【01: Perfect connection point. 】
Characters no longer pop up on the square box screen.
Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief and put the item into his inner pocket.
He didn't want to make friends.
The lifespan of a cultivator in the Jindan realm is 300 to 500 years, that of a cultivator in the Yuanying realm is 800 to 1,000 years, and that of a cultivator in the Mahayana realm is 5,000 to 6,000 to 7,000 years. However, it is rare for ordinary people to live to 70 years old.
If a close mortal friend or close friend passes away, one’s Taoist heart will also be disturbed.
"There's still a little trouble here."
Wang Jixuan glanced at the five hired team members and thought for a moment.
We need to find a way to refine equipment later, so it’s better to prepare more Happy Coins... Their equipment looks pretty good.
"excuse me."
……
Day two.
The waiter who came to clean the room was visibly stunned when he saw four men and one woman covered with quilts on the bed, and then he rang the service bell as if nothing had happened.
Huh? There's a lot of blood on the ground?
"Ah! Dead... well, it's not a big deal."
The waiter frowned and complained a few words, then turned around and called for some help.
She hated cleaning up blood.
……
at the same time.
The place where Nighthawk's headshot took place was in the corner of a low-rise building complex.
Wang Jixuan sat in the mezzanine formed by the upper and lower roofs, maintaining the posture of embracing the Yuan and guarding the One, and placed a bullet in the palm of his hand.
He was not in meditation.
If you have any insights after entering into meditation, you will enter the state of enlightenment. It is easy to lose perception of the outside world and immerse yourself in the Tao.
Wang Jixuan was not lacking in insights into cultivation. He was just using this posture to speed up the circulation of qi in his body and increase the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy.
After several previous battles, his spiritual perception has improved significantly, and now it can cover an area of more than ten meters around him.
When one has achieved great success in the Qi training stage and entered the Concentrated Spirit stage, spiritual perception can be transformed into spiritual awareness. As the level of cultivation increases, the range that spiritual awareness can directly detect also continues to increase.
More importantly...
There are no formations or barriers in this world!
As long as his spiritual awareness is successful, the enemy will have nowhere to hide and evil will meet its nemesis in the path of righteousness!
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The roar of a motorcycle engine came from the main road in the distance. A motorcycle turned off its high beam and slowly entered the slum neighborhood.
More than a dozen motorcycles stopped on the main road and gathered under several street lights.
Wang Jixuan hid behind the eaves of a nearby house and watched the situation on the main road.
Under the street lights, a dozen young women dressed sexy and cool were chatting and laughing while standing guard. They were holding submachine guns in their hands and wearing belts on their bodies. Most of them had their hair dyed in colorful colors.
Wang Jixuan recognized the Silver Party logo tattooed on the women's shoulders.
Are they keeping watch for the motorcycle ahead?
The person in front... As expected, she has gone to the Nighthawk headshot.
The Silver Party installed a huge billboard there, with a headless sniper and a bunch of ghost face graffiti on it; the Silver Party did not hesitate to use the most precious electricity in the downtown area and used several spotlights to shine on the billboard.
Wang Jixuan chose this place as the meeting point because the sign is easy to find and the surrounding environment is very suitable for one person to hide.
The female motorcyclist who had arrived at the meeting point drove slowly and circled continuously.
Hearing the low engine sound, people in various buildings quickly closed their doors and windows.
Wang Jixuan pinched his chin and kept thinking.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried this was a trap.
There is a ball floating on the shoulder of the female motorcyclist. It is an expensive reconnaissance and strike drone, and it is also the reason why she dares to act alone.
She rode around the area for seven or eight times before slowly stopping. She supported the bike with her long, beautiful legs wrapped in leather pants. A few indistinct murmurs came from behind her pure black helmet, which seemed to be saying something like 'Isn't he here?'
She tilted her head and called out, "Boss?"
Wang Jixuan continued to keep his troops in place.
The female motorcyclist sighed somewhat dejectedly, and her body, which had been sitting upright, slumped down.
She raised her hands and patted her back. At this moment, a barely noticeable belly circle appeared on her abdomen that was overlooked by the tight leather pants and short leather jacket.
Taoist Wang took a closer look.
"Doctor Wei?"
The female motorcyclist instantly turned her head, straightened her body, inhaled, and took off her helmet gracefully, letting her long wavy hair, which had just been permed and dyed, fall down.
(End of this chapter)