Spirit-releasing array, comfortable cushions, and almost unlimited access to crystal nuclei;

The transmitted afternoon sunlight, the white curtains blown by the artificial breeze, and the mechanical maid kneeling obediently in the corner. Wang Jixuan closed his eyes and meditated, sighing a little helplessly in his heart.

Thinking about his past life:

Innocent little cultivation is hidden in the mountains, but I don’t know that people’s hearts are pricking their skin. Senior sisters and junior sisters warm their sleeves with flowers and flowing water, and they are busy practicing.

How long has he been here since? He is already so skilled in intrigues.

When encountering a strong enemy, the first thought that pops up in his mind is whether he can delay him for some time, allowing himself more time to practice, mobilize more resources, and then find a way to annihilate the strong enemy, instead of the previous one. .The sound of an evil beast eliminates demons and suppresses demons.

After all, my strength still hasn't recovered much.

There was nothing he could do about it. In his previous life, he stood on the shoulders of a large sect like Wangxian Valley. He had no shortage of cultivation resources and guidance from famous teachers. As his cultivation level improved, his status within the sect also continued to rise. He could also unlock Tibetan scriptures based on his status. On different floors of the pavilion, there are sect classics accumulated over tens of thousands of years that can be used.

Now...it's okay not to mention it.

Wang Jixuan only regretted that he didn't read through all the Scripture Pavilions at that time. Now he can always think of some urgently needed classics with his mental calculation method. He only regretted that at that time, he was only thinking about the cultivation methods of magic and Buddhism. They can corroborate each other and draw parallels.

As a result, now he has begun to worry whether his family in Wangxian Valley will be regarded as a giant of demonic power and come to shore... My ancestor, my disciples will use less magic power and more of our righteous methods in the future unless it is absolutely necessary. "

But then again, even if you want to die, you will jump in line." Wang Jixuan spat slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his heart.

That beast whisperer is full of lies, thinks thieves are his father, and harms all sentient beings. It would be fine if he doesn't offend Pindao. Since he has already hit Pindao, he must know that practicing civilization is not so easy to deal with. "From the current point of view, Mahayana, transcending the heavenly tribulation, becoming immortal and ascending means reaching the peak of power in the lower realm, passing the test of the upper realm, and then going to the upper realm to become an immortal and achieve enlightenment.

Regardless of whether they are blade beasts or spiritual practitioners, it is not known that they have ascended." When Pindao recovers his strength and returns to the Mahayana, he should be able to destroy all enemies.

Wang Jixuan inspired his Taoist mind, quickly calmed himself down, and gradually fell into concentration. He already trusted Mudan's alertness.

Even, Mudan can invade the non-confidential communication network at will. Even if Lingtong sends a message and she misses it, Mudan will reply to Lingtong in time and tell her that she is practicing or sleeping here. Lingtong is not clingy, nor is she Will get angry because of this.

She also has a lot of affairs to deal with. Here Wang Jixuan has just begun to enter meditation;

In the corridor outside the dormitory, the young female teacher, who had worked all day and played wildly with the children for several hours, dragged her tired little body back to the dormitory door and looked around for the key.

Gao Huating tilted her head and looked at Wang Jixuan's door, blinking slightly.

This neighbor named Wang Zheng is indeed very strange.

Not only is her whereabouts mysterious, she also loves hiding people in the house, especially the beautiful and generous maid with a great figure... Gao Huating couldn't help but ask in her heart.

Is this still the fortress era guided by collectivist ideas? Why can this person still have such a configuration as a maid!

Wouldn't this really cause a waste of social resources, and wouldn't it really insult this sister's personality? Of course, Gao Huating just said a few words in her heart.

If you ask her to stand up as a human rights fighter, not only will she not dare, but she will easily slip to her knees...

According to Gao Huating's observations during this period, the young man next door was very special. She often saw some high-ranking officials in uniforms, and occasionally she saw some strange people, such as the thin, thin, smiling man. The uncle who is always a bit wretched but not bad, and the little brother who used to be in a wheelchair but can now walk smoothly.

But Wang Zheng is also very young."

Gao Huating found the spare key at the bottom of the mailbox, opened the door and quickly slipped in. She breathed out gently. She closed the curtains and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Humming a little tune, she took off her white shirt and short skirt, took off her comfortable underwear with short sleeves, kicked off her leather shoes, took off her stockings, and walked up and down the floor on tiptoes.

Although she doesn't like to do housework, Gao Huating also cleans the house once a day. Fortunately, the area of ​​the single dormitory is not large. She cleaned it in a few times, then opened her arms and landed on the bed like a free fall. "Ah, it's another exhausting day..."

Buzz, buzz!

The pillow nearby was vibrating.

Gao Huating raised her hand with great effort, touched the contact device under the pillow, pressed the answer button skillfully, and placed it above her head. "Hello..."

"Is there any problem with tonight's broadcast?" "Well, what time is it?"

"It starts at eight o'clock in the evening. You should go to the studio to prepare at seven thirty." Her manager, a middle-aged woman, kept saying:

"I'll send someone here to clean it for you.

"Oh, there's been too much work at the fortress recently, and I'm almost sick from exhaustion.

"I really envy you Hua Ting. You get along with the children every day, absorb their youthful vitality, and you can also sing part-time." Gao Huating made a face: "I am also very tired, and..."

"And what?"

"I've been, um..." Gao Huating hesitated before speaking.

The agent's elder sister immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Gynecology?" "No, I've always been in good health!"

Gao Huating chanted softly:

"That's right, I often have dreams recently, and I can still fly around in the dream. I don't know what's going on. And... didn't I mean, I have a neighbor? I seem to see it occasionally recently. There were little glowing things floating around in his house."

The agent sister smiled and said: "Your neighbor is very handsome, right?" "Well, if I say handsome."

Wang Zheng's face appeared in front of Gao Huating's eyes.

He is somewhat delicate, somewhat calm, and his facial lines are not tough, nor is he the ideal tough guy like Gao Huating, but he is indeed handsome, and has an indescribable temperament. "It is true."

"That's normal. You'll be twenty-five soon, Hua Ting." The manager's elder sister muttered:

"When I was your age, I already had three or four boyfriends, but you didn't have any. This is just a little bit of adolescent fantasy driven by hormone secretion. "Your adolescence is too long."

Gao Huating blushed and murmured: "No way, I can definitely work hard to find a partner before Bastion assigns a partner." "It's also good to follow Bastion's big data matching. My husband was assigned by the organization. His personality It goes well together.」

The manager sister laughed:

"Get some rest. If you have any questions, please contact me directly. I can be considered a cadre of our fortress propaganda department. Although I don't have much authority, I know a lot of people." Gao Huating laughed dryly, hung up the communication, and continued to lie there in a daze.

She looked at the energy-saving lamp on the ceiling, raised her little hand and pointed it at the lampshade.

For a dazed moment, she seemed to see a sky covered with flaming clouds, with some wreckage floating deep in the sky, and she clenched the harp in her hand tightly, nervous and confused... When she wanted to take a closer look, those The hallucination disappeared quietly, the focus of sight was scattered, and when it reunited, it was still the ceiling.

"Is this an illusion again..."

Gao Huating's little hand fell weakly, covering her upper body, and pressed it gently. Why can't it develop?"

Does it require long-term fitness training to have the figure of the maid sister next door?"

She thought distressedly, unable to strengthen her belief in fitness, and soon fell asleep in a daze. Jingle bell bell!

The alarm clock rang at 7:30 pm on time.

Gao Huating jumped up in excitement, looked at the time, and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes. She put on her underwear hastily and added a pair of sports shorts. - She was doing a voice broadcast, not a live TV broadcast, so it didn't matter if her image was a little messy.

Gao Huating combed her hair, picked up the keychain, opened the door and rushed out, but she was faced with a wall. This was a tall and burly figure.

Gao Huating was about to run into her when a big mechanical hand pressed her arm firmly, holding her in place. "Sorry! Huh?"

Gao Huating's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the face in front of her in surprise, a face she had seen countless times on promotional posters.

The dark mechanical body, the neck attached to the simulated skin, the old but resolute, firm, mechanical face that will never flinch, the mechanical prosthetic eye on the left and the intact right eye present a strange sense of coordination. "In general. , Commander-in-Chief?!"

"Yes," Fu Jian nodded lightly and smiled, "It's confidential." "Yes, yes!"

Gao Huating's legs were weak and she felt dizzy. Her brain twitched, she performed the team salute of a young team member, lowered her head and walked quickly towards the end of the corridor. After taking two steps, she started running. Fu Jian was speechless.

A human individual with all indicators of health.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him: "Wang Zheng, it's me."

Wang Jixuan, who was in trance, opened his eyes and glanced at the corner. Mudan also tilted his head curiously. Fu Jian came here with the stealth system on, and Mudan was unable to capture his traces.

In the evening, the cement road in the wheat field.

Fu Jian walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Wang Jixuan put his hands in his coat pockets and used his spiritual sense to observe all parts of the fortress, feeling a little distracted. After walking for half a minute, Wang Jixuan took the initiative to ask:

"Uncle Hei, Commander-in-Chief, Comrade Fu, you asked me to come out just to take a walk?" "No," Fu Jian pondered a few times, "I was thinking about a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"What kind of honor or reward should be given to you so that you can dedicate your life to serving mankind." "You are really outspoken."

Wang Jixuan sneered:

"Don't worry about it. Since I'm here to get the crystal core from you, I will help you clear out the enemies.

"What's more, I am also a human being. When I become stronger, I will solve the dangers caused by the Blade Beasts and the rebellion in the Psychic City."

Fu Jiandao: "I have no doubts about your character, but... more people should know about your contribution."

"Why?" Wang Jixuan asked.

"Clear rewards and punishments are the basis of the ruling order. Doing everything possible to reduce the dark parts of the order can prolong the order as much as possible." Fu Jian smiled and said nonchalantly:

"Currently, due to the strong pressure exerted by the blade beasts, the dark part of the theater-fortress order system is being squeezed as hard as possible like a bubble.

"So you can feel that although there are degenerate behaviors inside the fortress, for example, on the 46th floor of this fortress, there will be some middle-level cadres who go to live and drink, but generally speaking, most corrupt officials do not dare to abuse their power and do not dare to embezzle resources. , I’m just picking up some scraps.”

Wang Jixuan nodded: "Are you here just to do science popularization for me?"

"No, I have something else. I just want to ask you by the way... Do you want honor? I can give Black Storm some medals and create artificial gods." "No need."

Wang Jixuan sneered:

"Compared to this, you should give me more resources. Crystal nuclei, special ores, old vegetation, etc., I can all use them." "We lack a strong role model."

"Can't you just choose between half-human mechas? Ordinary people don't know the difference between half-human mechas and half-human mechas anyway." Wang Jixuan asked back:

"Speaking of this, I'm also a little confused, why is the second-generation phone so much better than the latest one?" "Three major differences."

Fu Jian raised his eyebrows slightly:

"The first-generation half-human mechas and the second-generation half-human mechas are almost all equipped with the most advanced micro-core reactors, destruction cannons, and power systems. This requires a degree of transformation of the body. The minimum level is 86%. The body Most of the organs need to be replaced. "The three core parts of your Peony and Maid Corps are the same as those of the second-generation half-human mecha, but they only have less total energy and are not equipped with sufficient weapon systems.

"Lingtong and the others all use the three major parts of the youth version, so the upper limit of their strength is far lower than that of the old machine that has been modified to 90% extent.

"So, this time, Wang Zheng, your contribution is too great. The emergence of He Yuandan suddenly allowed us to add eight terrifying mecha pilots." "That's a good relationship," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "I can do it.

It’s more comfortable to hang out.”

"But these on active duty..."

"Don't worry, I will keep my promise and I will start making elixirs tomorrow."

Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. How are you going to target the Beast Whisperer next? I will fully cooperate." "This is your job, Commander-in-Chief, to formulate strategies and plans."

Wang Jixuan's expression became a little serious:

All I can say is to lock down his traces as soon as possible, and if conditions permit, take the initiative as soon as possible. Time waits for no one, the sooner the better! "Okay, I have already unsealed three terrifying mechas that were sealed due to the lack of pilots."

Fu Jiandao:

"If you agree, I would like to directly promote your Seven-Star Sword Formation technology in the semi-human mecha team, and let Lingtong serve as the chief officer to increase her prestige." "Promote it immediately."

Wang Jixuan is even more radical:

"Don't you have a lot of robots? Wouldn't it be great if the robots were directly loaded into Mudan's sword array program?" "That's very dangerous."

Fu Jian said simply:

"If seven advanced autonomous machines can kill a lone centaur, the balance of power between us and the autonomous machines will be completely unbalanced. "The story of the blade beast and the spiritual cultivator civilization is the best

reminder.

"Of course, if the fire of human civilization is extinguished, the all-machine doomsday protocol I set up will be activated immediately." "Doomsday protocol? Master, do you want to blow up the planet?"

"No," Fu Jian smiled, "but without the human planet, it would lose its meaning to humans." Wang Jixuan was speechless for a moment.

"I want to go and talk to Wall No. 4 again, what do you think?" Fu Jian said in a deep voice:

"That's the main reason why I came here.
Chapter completed!