Chapter 98: Human Relations

Chapter 98: Human Relations

Chapter 98: Human Relations

"Commander, the missile has been shot down!"

"Report this to the Archon and send an inquiry to Fortress No. 82."

Dongfang Zhenghong hung up the call and cursed with a dark face:
"A bunch of termites! They ate up all the 82 forts! Damn it!"

Wang Jixuan didn't quite understand: "Fire missiles, what does that mean?"

Zheng Shiduo swallowed the barbecue he hadn't chewed twice and explained quickly:

"Fort No. 82 launched a missile at us, and the missile landed just kilometers away from our ground camp. This was a demonstration, or a warning.

“The mastermind behind this is most likely Institute Thirteen.

"Then they will give us an explanation. They will probably say - oh, it was an accidental shot, don't be nervous.

"It could also be that - oops, we were trying to sneak attack a passing Pterosaur and accidentally missed it."

Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Sure enough, within two minutes, Dongfang Zhenghong received a report from his subordinates.

At a missile site near Fort 82, a temporary technician entered incorrect coordinates when testing a new type of missile, for which they deeply apologized.

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

Dongfang Zhenghong silently gnawed on a string of freshly roasted blade beast meat.

Taoist Wang wants to remind this middle-aged uncle... if you eat too much of this, you will have trouble defecating...

Among all the people present, the only person that Taoist Wang was not worried about this problem was Zheng Shiduo.

A very niche advantage.

Shen Hai said with a smile: "It will be interesting to watch next. Let's see how our Archon mediates."

"Don't worry," Dongfang Zhenghong said with a dark face, "The more the enemy opposes us, the more it means that the path we are taking is correct! Teacher Wang Zheng, I'll leave the psychic weapon to you!"

"No problem," Taoist Wang responded calmly.

He is not just putting on airs.

It's just some necessary etiquette for a senior.

……

It was already early morning when Taoist Wang returned to his dormitory.

There was a small plastic bag hanging on the door handle with a note on it. Inside the bag were a dozen crooked little bear biscuits.

The note read:

[Thank you for your care before! This is the baking made by the children in our class! Please forget the previous accident! Please! - Your neighbor on the right. ]

Taoist Wang’s expression was a little puzzling.

The neighbor on the right...if he turns around, wouldn't that be the left? Can't this tall girl even tell east from west, south from north?
Shaking his head, Taoist Wang picked up the biscuits and ate two.

The taste is average, with a feeling of being both undercooked and burnt, but natural starch itself tastes much better than synthetic starch.

It’s just… this kind of thing reminds Master Wang of some unpleasant memories.

There once was a girl who lived in a wooden house and was extremely skilled at roasting this thing.

Wang Jixuan sighed in his heart and went back to his room to practice.

There is no shortage of crystal cores for now, and the Taoist priest will not be stingy with himself. He directly took out twenty-one crystal cores, intending to continue to increase the total amount of magic power in his body, open up his meridians, and forge his Taoist body while healing his wounds.

As for the troublesome things in political struggles, just let Xiao Zhou, the Eastern Commander, and the Consul handle them.

Practice hard!

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

Every morning, he would use the power of the morning sun to purify the remaining evil spirit in his body and enter a state of meditation to repair the cracks in his soul.

The meditation practice lasted until noon. When the fire element in the spiritual energy became too hot, he would break free from the meditation and rush to the "studio" surrounded by blue canvas to eat the lunch made by Xiaoqi.

Compared with Sister Wan, Wan Xiaoqi's cooking skills still have a lot of room for improvement. She focuses on making the food have a normal taste and making sure the meat is cooked through.

Compared to someone's mother, that's pretty good!

In the afternoon, Wang Jixuan would teach himself all the courses for a mechanic and ask Uncle Tai questions;

After dinner, he pulled Uncle Tai to study the secondary development of the Blade Beast exoskeleton. They wanted to decompose the Blade Beast exoskeleton into a better-shaped state in preparation for the mass production of the Demon-Breaking Dagger.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, Taoist Master Wang would return to the dormitory and use the Spirit Release Array to supply himself with spiritual energy to speed up his practice.

After a week, his soul injuries were more than half recovered, and the evil energy in his body was mostly purified.

His cultivation has officially entered the middle stage of the Concentration Spirit Realm!
At this time, Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense could already detect an area of ​​four hundred meters in radius, which is almost one hundred and twenty feet.

Taoist Master Wang was quite pleased about this.

He was very satisfied with his current state of practice, and 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 Breaker Dagger:
[Metal shell with edge restriction] to ensure basic sharpness;
[Pull-out Blade Beast Bone Inner Tank], as long as the inner tank is pushed in, a complete restriction can be formed;
The detachable multi-module handle can directly transform the dagger into a spear.

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

One is to perform laser engraving on the outer bones of the blade beast, and with the nourishment of spiritual energy, to construct the "spiritual power channel" in the restriction;
One method is to use a three-dimensional printing method to mix the blade beast's exoskeleton and blood to make a spiritual paste, and then coat it on the exoskeleton.

Both options have their own advantages and disadvantages, and both can mass-produce magic-breaking daggers that have basic refining restrictions but are unable to exert their effects.

The most critical and difficult part of mass-producing the Demon-Breaking Dagger is this final processing step.

[Activate these magic-breaking daggers in batches].

There are two ideas here: the method of attracting lightning and the method of sacrifice.

Wang Jixuan now prefers the idea of ​​'attracting thunder', because 'sacrificing' the blade beast soul basically requires him to do it personally.

He just wanted to give the human army a 'basic magic weapon' instead of tying himself to this position.

Cultivation is his main occupation.

Uncle Tai has already found a few reliable engineers and is designing an experimental device to simulate lightning strikes.

They certainly cannot produce energy as great as that of natural lightning. Even a simple magical weapon like the Demon-Breaking Dagger cannot withstand the bombardment of natural lightning.

Subsequent experiments will be carried out in full swing.

In a place that Master Wang couldn't see, the open and covert struggles between the Thirteenth Institute and the D5 Military Region had almost reached the point of breaking out.

Political persecution, Professor Zhuang was targeted, military threats, Professor Zhuang was sentenced, psychic pressure, Professor Zhuang was betrayed, the commander-in-chief was furious, Professor Zhuang was in a coma in prison...

These big dramas are being staged one after another.

Where Master Wang could directly see, there was incomparable peace.

Lingtong is waiting for the robotic arm to be repaired.

Sister Wan secretly told Wang Jixuan that they had received orders from the commander-in-chief to upgrade Lingtong's robotic arm without making any deep modifications to her body.

Because after testing, it was found that the various values ​​of Lingtong's human body, which had been comprehensively strengthened before, had been significantly improved.

This is not just an increase of one or two percent, but an increase of about ten percent!
After investigating the cause, Sister Wan concluded that it was related to Wang Jixuan's massage.

Sister Wan secretly asks Taoist Wang to continue to help Lingtong with massage. Perhaps Lingtong can really become the commander-in-chief's successor, driving a new generation of horrific mecha, bringing hope to mankind to fight back against the blade beasts.

Of course, Taoist Wang agreed immediately.

Later, he could even teach Ling Tong some simple methods to train her spirit, so that she could make up for her last shortcoming: being vulnerable to mental shock.

As for Lingtong's subsequent physical strengthening, there is no need to worry about it. The higher his cultivation level, the higher he can naturally lead her.

These things were a "conspiracy" between him and Sister Wan. Lingtong had a strong sense of self-esteem, so they decided not to tell Lingtong for the time being.

As someone who has been through this, Sister Wan understands Lingtong's personality very well. During this period, Sister Wan would send a photo of Lingtong to Master Wang every day through Uncle Tai's communicator.

Every night at ten o'clock, Wang Jixuan would send a greeting message to Lingtong, simply to let him know that he was safe.

At six o'clock every morning, Lingtong would send a message saying [Wake up and practice].

Because both of them have their own things to do, they don't chat very often.

Zhou Zhengde is safe and sound. He has started studying, reading and entertaining himself in the military prison. His total sentence is not yet determined. He will be released directly from prison when the struggle outside is over.

As long as Xiao Zhou takes vacation in the military prison, he can provide a protective umbrella for Fortress No. 76 and keep psychics away for the time being.

If Master Wang were to comment on this matter, he could only say:
Well done! If Master Wang were to give Zhou Zhengde a prison sentence, it would be...

A few more months.

Anyway, Zhou Zhengde is enjoying himself in there, and Zhou Meiying has 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 Mr. Zhou, wearing a neat prison uniform, sat opposite a noble lady in a fishtail skirt. The two lit two white candles, tasted the smell of fermented alcohol, looked at each other's pectoral muscles, and secretly wiped their saliva. The jailer made the bed in the next room.]

"Tsk, I'm also starting to learn bad habits."

Taoist Wang shook his head and continued to practice peacefully.

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

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

Obviously, the commander had something important to discuss with him.

……

"Teacher Wang Zheng, come and look at this."

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

There is a series of handwritten data on it.

This was a battle to encircle and suppress the young kingworms and a battle to defend the fortress, in which various blade beasts were killed and many crystal cores were seized.

Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Well," Dongfang Zhenghong whispered, "For the time being, only we have this data, because there are no psychics in the fortress, and there is no one to supervise... You know what I mean."

Wang Jixuan's eyes lit up: "How much can be deducted?"

"The data on the upper half of the battle to encircle and suppress the young kingworms is almost transparent."

Dongfang Zhenghong said:
"It's best not to touch the satellite detection data and our data sharing with the two-level theater command, otherwise it will give the Thirteenth Institute a handle to cause trouble.

“The current law is a balance point after competition among various forces and should not be broken for the time being.

“But there is something we can do about this… Many young blade beasts do not have crystal cores in their bodies.

"I mean, we can use this part of the crystal cores... to mark some of the adult Saber Beasts as young Saber Beasts, so that the crystal core output rate of young Saber Beasts can be reduced from the current 67% to 47%... What do you think?"

Wang Jixuan leaned back: "Can't it be reduced to 27%?"

"That's outrageous, they can see it right away."

"How many crystal cores can we get in total?"

"We can make about 5,000 of them..."

Dongfang Zhenghong smiled and said:

"The crystal core inside the larva is small, and its psychic response is relatively low. We can replace it secretly. As long as we don't get caught by Thirteen, we can do it."

Wang Jixuan stood up and walked quickly to the cupboard beside him.

"Commander, I got two top-level magic-breaking daggers these days."

Taoist Wang took out two long swords with sheaths, smiled and handed them to Dongfang Zhenghong, saying in a gentle voice:

"It takes five seconds to restore full spiritual energy, and you can pierce the relatively weak parts of the pterosaur. It just requires a certain level of skill."

Clang!
"this?"

Dongfang Zhenghong couldn't put it down and played with it, saying with a smile:

"For me? I won't be participating in the front-line command, isn't that bad?"

"They are just some souvenirs, nothing special. The other one will be used as a decoration for our commander-in-chief."

Wang Jixuan said seriously:

“As long as the confidentiality of the D5 war zone is in place and the Demon-Breaking Dagger is mass-produced, I will build a large sword like the one Ling Tong uses for each of the half-human mechas in the D5 war zone.

“Later, if I think the time is right, I will create a set of full-body armor for Ling Tong using my unique secret formula.

"I only have two conditions. First, don't rush me. Second, I only trust Ling Tong."

"happy!"

Dongfang Zhenghong stretched out his right hand and said with a burning gaze:
"Five thousand crystal cores are at your disposal! Just tell Uncle Tai how many you need and we'll ship in small batches."

Taoist Wang stretched out his hand and shook hands with Dongfang Zhenghong vigorously.

Dongfang Zhenghong stood up and said, "I'll go back to work... Shenhai is waiting for you at the studio. He wants to take you down to study that kind of crystal. In the past period of time, we have invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but we have not been able to collect that kind of crystal."

"Okay," Wang Jixuan agreed, "Thank you for the trip."

"Zheng De is not here, so it's better to discuss this important matter face to face."

Dongfang Zhenghong looked somewhat touched and suddenly bowed slightly to Wang Jixuan.

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

"Thank you! On my own behalf!"

Dongfang Zhenghong turned around and walked away quickly with several guards.

Outside the door, a neighbor girl who was going downstairs to throw away the garbage happened to see this scene. She was so scared that she hid around the corner and looked at Wang Jixuan's dormitory curiously.

When Dongfang Zhenghong and the guards looked over, she subconsciously lowered her head and faced the wall, thinking about her mistakes, and was so nervous that she was shaking a little.

Wang Jixuan blinked when he saw this, then smiled and closed the door.

This child is really shy.

……

At the edge of the third floor of Fort No. 76, there is the No. material entrance and exit protected by a series of gates.

A convoy of several trucks was stopped and inspected.

These armored trucks had traveled a long distance and the drivers were very tired. Two drivers, a man and a woman, caught the inspector's attention.

The inspector had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that these two people who were dressed very ordinary were not ordinary people.

Men have healthy and fit bodies and women have hot bodies, which are the result of years of exercise and adequate nutrition.

The psychic detection equipment recently added to the checkpoint has already shown a faint red light.

"you……"

Just as the inspector was about to speak, the woman smiled and opened her gray coat, revealing her deep cleavage and a piece of paper hanging between her cleavage.

She pinched out the note, rubbed it against her lips, and handed it to the inspector.

The inspector opened it, took a look, raised his eyebrows slightly, put the note away unnoticeably, and waved his hand aside.

The convoy was released.

"Waiting for you," the woman winked.

The Inspector winked slightly.

However, after the convoy entered the next gate, the inspector, who had been smiling, suddenly changed his expression and calmly picked up the walkie-talkie.

"One C and one D are coming in. This is the convoy of the 82nd Fortress. Deploy heavy firepower in the back. Follow the commander's order. Use anti-equipment sniper rifles to snipe them directly. If you can't snipe them, blow them up. Accidental injuries are allowed."

"receive."

"Captain, these C and D, do you mean their psychic level or their pectoral muscles?"

“It’s a perfect match.”

The inspector chuckled and went back to his post to sit quietly.

A few minutes later, two dull sniper rifle shots were heard from the rear gate.

The inspector let out a light click of his tongue and curled his lips in disdain.

"What era is this? Are you still engaging in such low-level bribery? Are all the psychics crazy? I'm almost losing interest in those sexually open girls... They don't even give me some rare supplies. Do you know what social etiquette is?"

at the same time.

Outside Fort No. 76, on the edge of the Sari Desert.

Several figures sat in an invisible aircraft, discussing something in low voices.

(End of this chapter)