Wang Jixuan had already thought about it before going out.
If the old man has no serious business this time and just calls him over to eat Teppanyaki, then he will be a sliding shovel when he goes up... It doesn't matter, just treat it as a meeting with the fighting girl.
Lingtong is getting busier and busier now, and the two of them meet only a handful of times. It is always great to meet up this time. When Wang Jixuan arrived on the first floor, Lingtong was waiting at the elevator door with his hands behind his back, leaning against the wall. .
She had obviously dressed up specially today. She put on her favorite tight jeans, a light gray short shirt with a few holes on the shoulders and cuffs, and a pair of platform shoes that gave her already tall figure a near-cartoon figure. The proportions of the face, with light make-up on it, are a little less windy and frosty on the battlefield, and a little more delicate and fragile.
After the robotic arm covers the simulated skin, although the impact caused by the seam between the machine and the flesh is reduced, it also makes her less aggressive. When other people get along with Lingtong, most people will subconsciously ignore her age. Because her aura and eyes are too sharp.
In fact, she is just twenty-two years old this year.
Lingtong first nodded lightly to the peony behind Wang Jixuan as a greeting, then looked at Wang Jixuan a few times and said softly: "You look good."
"Why do you feel like you suddenly become beautiful?"
Wang Jixuan, who loves to tell the truth, took the initiative to extend his right hand. Lingtong was obviously stunned for a moment.
She glanced around and handed over her right hand, then realized something was wrong and changed it to her left hand. "I'm a robotic arm...it's a simulated touch..."
"I think everyone else is like this," Wang Jixuan explained calmly, holding her left hand in his hand. When he rubbed it with his fingertips, there was indeed a mechanical feeling that couldn't be ignored.
Wang Jixuan calmly faced forward and walked a few steps. A group of patrolling soldiers appeared in front of him. Lingtong whispered: "Pay attention to the atmosphere of the military camp."
Wang Daochang naturally let go of Zhan Jiji's palm, and then discovered that there was a little blush under her crystal clear skin. Is she shy?
It's quite interesting.
"What did the Commander-in-Chief want to do with me?" Wang Jixuan casually picked a topic.
Lingtong immediately returned to his usual state: "A commander-in-chief meeting was held at the surface military camp of Fortress No. 39 in the Oriole Highlands, which was the fortress that was destroyed by the Blade Beast before." "Why would you want me to go there?"
"We need a black storm to appear," Jiang Tong said quickly. "This meeting is attended by the commanders-in-chief of the fourth to ninth comprehensive theaters. A retired deputy commander-in-chief from the D1 comprehensive theater came." "No one from D2 and D3 came. ?」
"They tried to send two deputy general-level officials who stood for the Psychic City, but the commander-in-chief refused."
"I understand, everyone here is our own people."
Wang Jixuan turned around and called to Peony, who had landed ten meters away on purpose: "Bring me my newly made black suit."
——The other members of the Peak Maid Corps were still on duty at the front line, so Mudan could only make the trip in person. Fu Jian was waiting for him on the transport plane. There was no need to greet him after meeting, and he threw a pile of information to Wang Jixuan. Wang Daozhang looked at it all the way, and only Feeling dizzy.
The information given by Fu Jian is the composition of the internal forces in each war zone. Each war zone is "crisscrossed".
Although the general trend in the comprehensive theater is relatively simple, either in favor of Fu Jian in D5 or in favor of Liu Lao in the Psychic City; but in fact, there are different opinions in each comprehensive theater.
Except for the three war zones D1/D2/D3, most officers in other war zones still consider issues from a human standpoint. Generally speaking, whoever can lead mankind to victory or bring greater hope can Gaining everyone's support. When the transport plane was about to land, Wang Jixuan had not read a third of the paper materials, so he simply stopped reading.
He rubbed his forehead and muttered: "Old man, just tell me directly, what should I do today?"
"No need to do anything, just watch from the sidelines. I need you to witness and understand the internal opinions of mankind," Fu Jian's mechanical face remained serious. Wang Jixuan glared: "Then why do you want me to see these data?"
"In case you are curious." Lingtong in the back seat pursed his lips and smiled. Wang Jixuan:...
Taoist foul language.
Wang Jixuan had an impression of this meeting before, and Mudan had reported it several times.
He put on the classic suit of Black Storm, followed Fu Jian with Lingtong on the left and right, and finally entered the venue. The venue was generally oval in layout, with a large round table equipped with dozens of seats.
Now is the era of fortresses, where military power overwhelms politics, but every time a meeting of this level is held, the representatives of the joint governing meeting of the comprehensive theater are indispensable. Half of them are here to make soy sauce and talk in clichés.
As soon as Wang Jixuan appeared on the stage, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.
The dozen or so marshal-level and deputy marshal-level figures from the human camp here are more or less familiar with the deeds of Black Storm and know some of the information. Fu Jian arrived at the table.
"Stand up!" Dongfang Masahiro shouted steadily from the corner.
Amidst the sound of tables and chairs being pulled, a group of old-fashioned half-human mechas and white-haired politicians stood up at the same time and followed Fu Jian in the military salute of the human camp. Passionate music sounded from all sides.
This piece of music has no lyrics, but it can make people feel an unspeakable heaviness.
Many younger marshals looked at Fu Jian with a little more passion. Fu Jian simply said: "Sit down."
A group of people took their seats, and their sitting postures were more standard than before.
Zhang Huanying beside Fu Jian began to preside over the meeting and read out the proceedings of the meeting; two teams of robots were waiting outside the door, both of which were models of the Loyal Wingman series that were weaker than Peony. After some necessary and boring opening ceremonies, Fu Jian took the microphone.
"Old rules, to make a long story short, it is extremely dangerous for us to get together, but this time, I feel it is necessary to call you over." "I will show you a few things first."
The machines brought twelve crystal-core swords, all of which were originally made by Wang Jixuan. Fu Jian did not take out the strongest swords directly.
In order to prevent accidental injuries, the robots were on hand to protect these marshals throughout the process. Soon, the meeting ushered in the first wave of heated discussions.
"Can this weapon be converted into a long-range weapon?" "How much does it cost?"
"How is the durability? However, cold weapons are still too useless. It can be equipped with commandos, but it is difficult to create a situation that subverts the battlefield."
"Old Fu, where did you get this thing? Did you really dig up some ancient ruins? This thing doesn't seem to be a precious alloy. The most important thing is that it can mobilize spiritual energy." Fu Jian leaned on the back of the chair and exposed his face. With a somewhat relaxed smile, he said with a smile: "Black Storm."
Most of the generals looked at Wang Jixuan with admiration.
After the first round of display, Fu Jian asked each war zone to put away these swords as a souvenir of their participation in the conference.
Then, he added: "Huanying is here too. You may be a little curious. She hasn't appeared for a long time." Everyone nodded.
Zhang Huanying continued: "This time I invite everyone here, especially the commander-in-chief of each war zone, to help all comrades extend their lives." The robots brought trays with a total of sixteen Heyuan Pills on them.
Every old half-human mecha participating in the conference has one.
The mechanical bodies operated with precision. Out of their trust in Fu Jian, these old marshals didn't say much and just felt it quietly. The venue was quiet for about an hour.
This is the necessary time for treatment.
When Wang Jixuan was drowsy beside him, the whole venue suddenly became noisy.
A group of old marshals directly surrounded Fu Jian, while Fu Jian smiled, folded his arms, and leaned back on the chair, his expression indescribably comfortable. "Old Fu! Five pills! Five pills are enough! I'll give it to you. I’ll take off my core parts and use them as a ball for you to kick!”
"Brother, where did you get this thing? Have you really tamed the spiritual practitioners? You are awesome, brother!"
"Commander-in-Chief! We need three here! Urgently needed!"
Fu Jian calmly raised his hand and pressed it, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
"It's not that I deliberately blocked you or asked for high prices. We are all warriors fighting for human survival and should help each other. "It's just that this thing is extremely precious, the raw materials are hard to find, and the output is limited."
Fu Jian said seriously:
"Black Storm doesn't eat or drink, and the products it produced for two months have already been used by you.
"I have a list here. It's all in the packet attached to your conference materials. Don't worry, it's not the high-priced consumables we use, but the special ores needed to make this "Crane Yuan Dan" and the Crystal Core Great Sword." This plant material is widely distributed but in small quantities.
"Get the materials and wait for some time, and I will give you the He Yuan Dan."
The marshals returned to their seats and rummaged through the documents that they had not bothered to read before.
The things Wang Jixuan once asked Fu Jian for, crystal nuclei above the general level, various ores, and various medicinal herbs, are all in this table. Wang Daochang's eyes behind his helmet are so bright.
This guy, Lao Fu, is really cunning.
Now, he has the equivalent of cultivation materials for most of the human territory!
Fu Jian clapped his hands for the third time, and the third batch of mechanical bodies entered, holding boxes one after another.
Fu Jian said slowly: "I have brought out all the things I have prepared for you today. Don't say that I am deliberately showing off, let's take a look." "Old Fu, where did you get so many good things?"
"Is Black Storm interested in coming to our war zone to be a big baby?"
"No wonder, old man, you seem to have been on too much hormones recently, and you are going to have a direct confrontation with the Psychic City. If I suddenly got these new technologies, I would have fucked them long ago! Thank you for being able to endure until now! "What is this?"
"The first level of transformation of the Seven Star Sword Formation?" There was a buzz in the venue.
Fu Jian raised his hand and lowered it, and said slowly: "This is the highlight of today, and it is also the reason why I called you here. In view of the current situation in the D1 comprehensive theater, I will not share this change map with you for the time being. I hope you understand... Okay , you must promise me now and swear it with your most cherished things."
"What oath? Do we need an oath in our relationship?"
"I must swear... No matter what the circumstances, these things in your hands can only be used by demi-human mechas and mechanical bodies, and must not fall into the hands of the Psychic City." Fu Jian said slowly:
"If the situation hadn't been so dangerous to a certain extent, I wouldn't be so anxious to promote it. "This kind of sword formation has just begun to advance in our war zone.
"What you are getting now is its most basic version. What I am promoting in the D5 half-human mecha unit is the intermediate version. Its complete body is the high-end version. Without Black Storm's permission, we cannot promote it on a large scale for the time being.
"As for its actual combat effectiveness...Jiang Tong, I'll leave it to you later."
Lingtong took a deep breath, stood up straight, and answered firmly: "Yes!"
She was obviously nervous, but this nervousness quickly turned into excitement; she walked to the open space in the middle of the oval conference table with standard military steps and activated the holographic projection. "Commanders, please pay attention, I will play three actual combat videos. , respectively, are my first perspective, overlooking perspective, and slow-motion analysis of the sword array.
"These three actual combat videos are taken from three battles to encircle and suppress king-level blade beasts. Our side won all of them!"
The holographic projection immediately enlarged and covered half of the venue, making people feel as if they were on the battlefield, following the 15-meter-tall mechas charging continuously. Lingtong explained in detail.
Wang Jixuan watched with interest. Because of the interweaving of light, Lingtong seemed to be shining.
If we say that the announcement of the Crystal Core Great Sword, a spiritual weapon that can use the blade beast's crystal core to mobilize the energy of the air, refreshed the spirits of all the commanders present. Then, the commanders who have personally experienced the efficacy of He Yuan Dan, We have seen the light of day.
That was the dawn of the human camp's strength being improved in a short period of time, allowing those veterans with outstanding merits and rich combat experience to return to the battlefield and counterattack the blade beasts. At this moment, the announcement of the Seven Star Sword Formation and the demonstration of the actual combat effects of the Seven Star Sword Formation, It has driven these commanders almost crazy.
Lingtong introduced it for more than half an hour.
Most of these commanders were Fu Jian's juniors, and they had no airs in front of Fu Jian, so they began to experience the consequences for themselves.
Under the guidance of Lingtong, they experienced the changes in basic orientation, and wore the special Bagua plate made by Wang Jixuan for the half-human mecha team. As the orientation changed, they felt each other's position and noticed that spiritual energy was around them. When they took the crystal core sword and jumped according to the direction again, the crystal core on the sword resonated directly!
A group of gray-haired old men and women were carefully studying and appreciating the wonders of this place, and the scene was a bit funny. This meeting that was supposed to be serious and boring almost turned into a martial arts showdown.
Wang Jixuan was sitting in the corner. A trace of pride arose in his heart, but he suppressed it. He smiled freely and his mind became calm.
If these things are all his own creation, then he can indeed be proud of them.
These are just some entry-level things he brought from the world of immortality. He just made adaptive improvements. He does not seek power, only justice.
After this meeting, the pressure within the human camp faced by the Psychic City will definitely rise sharply!...
When Wang Jixuan returned to the studio, it was already evening. He actually felt a little exhausted.
The last part of the meeting was for everyone to have a meal together. Several theater commanders who had similar political status to Fu Jian tried to get him close to each other. This was better than him attending the Taishang Elder's birthday meeting once every hundred years, which lasted as short as half a month. The banquet is much more tiring.
Lingtong rushed to the front line again to teach the seven-star sword formation to the fighting girls.
Everyone in the studio is also busy.
Wu Man is working on the base of the mountain-protecting formation. The formation will be ready in three or four days. The formation can protect the first to fourteenth floors. Uncle Tai and a few old scholars are working on the Demon-Breaking Dagger assembly line. Improve research.
Wan Xiaoqi took Gao Huating to play video games in the corner.
Gao Huating suddenly froze at this moment and turned to glare at Wang Jixuan who had just climbed through the window. Black Wind!
Wang Jixuan took off his helmet and threw it on the coat rack in the corner. He hummed a tune, untied his tactical gloves, and took off the "Zhou Tiantian" mask on his face. Phew—feeling at ease.
Um?
Chapter completed!