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

'So that's how it is. The mechanical arts of this world have actually developed to such an extent.'

Inside the narrow medical room, Wang Jixuan carefully reviewed Mu Liang's short life of twenty-two years. He gained a preliminary understanding of the current world and began to consider how Mu Liang had died.

His level of understanding of this world was in line with the upper limit of knowledge that a level three ordinary citizen could grasp.

What is a level three ordinary citizen?

This is actually quite complicated;

And it's related to Mu Liang's suicide.

Mu Liang began to receive systematic education at the age of six, watching many educational films depicting the once glorious human civilization.

Through these remembered films, Wang Jixuan saw tall buildings and various instruments that could fly into the sky and escape into the sea without any talismans or restrictions, such as airplanes and submarines.

That was the beautiful era before the Great Cataclysm;

Also known by modern humans as the Golden Age.

Just as humanity's gaze began to shift from terrestrial disputes to the deep space, a disaster erupted simultaneously around the world.

This was a premeditated civilization invasion.

Mimic-type Blade Beasts appeared strangely in various cities, releasing large amounts of poisonous gas, wiping out fifty percent of humanity overnight.

Fortunately, humanity had been actively engaged in internal strife, maintaining abundant martial virtue.

The humans who survived the initial disaster were divided into different regions, but they still fought tenaciously. The stockpiled munitions in various places were finally used to protect the lives of ordinary people.

All kinds of Blade Beasts kept emerging from the poisonous fog;

They hardly needed to feed, their bodies were covered in hard armor, and some special Blade Beasts could continuously evolve by devouring human corpses;

When 'Terrorwings' that could catch up to hypersonic missiles and were covered in alloy-like biological armor flew out of the poisonous fog, humanity's only air superiority disappeared completely.

"Powerful and surprisingly numerous demonic beasts."

— Wang Jixuan summarized simply.

After more than ten years of fierce fighting, humanity was finally driven out of the surface world by the Blade Beasts.

But the flame of human civilization still burned tenaciously in underground and space fortresses.

This young man, Mu Liang, lived in Fortress 76 in the Central Basin area.

This fortress is a typical second-generation industrial fortress, originally designed to accommodate a maximum population of 150,000. It exceeded this limit twelve years after the fortress began operating. Today, the fortress has been operating for more than 150 years and houses a population of 890,000.

The number 890,000 is actually inaccurate.

The fortress's intelligent control center can only effectively count the population in the upper and middle cities of the fortress. The center only makes conservative estimates of the population in the already out-of-control lower city of the fortress.

The resources produced by the fortress itself are no longer sufficient to support all the humans in the fortress.

In the twenty-fifth year of operation, Fortress 76 initiated the 'Overload Social System'. The governing officer, who is replaced every ten years, and the fortress's intelligent control center allocate all resources. Each fortress citizen receives corresponding [Quotas] based on their contribution to the fortress.

Mu Liang's [Quotas] as a level three ordinary citizen are divided into three types:

General Quota, Food Quota, Medical Quota.

The three types of quotas cannot be converted into each other, cannot be circulated among people, and can only be used by oneself.

Mu Liang is a technician who does product inspections on a mechanical production line. The salary he receives each week is neither too much nor too little—General Quota 25, Food Quota 35, Medical Quota 5.

A shirt or trousers costs 5 General Quota, a pair of underwear costs 2 General Quota, and the holographic music player that Mu Liang regarded as a treasure cost him a full 185 General Quota.

The price of buying that thing was that he only had a few pairs of old underwear to change into for half a year, and these pairs of underwear were all washed with holes…

To give yourself a feeling of fullness twice a day requires about 6 Food Quota;

Except for Medical Quota, which can be accumulated indefinitely, General Quota and Food Quota can only be accumulated for a maximum of three months.

In Mu Liang's memories, Wang Jixuan saw that this young man was diagnosed with moderate depression half a year ago.

Wang Jixuan didn't quite understand what depression was. His direct feeling was…

Mu Liang was starved to death.

A week has seven days, and the average daily Food Quota is 5. If Mu Liang ingested all of these Food Quota as food, Mu Liang's body would probably be quite healthy.

But in reality, Mu Liang only used 3 Food Quota on himself every day. Long-term malnutrition made his body very thin, and his mental state deteriorated.

Where did Mu Liang's Food Quota go?

This has to mention…

Click.

The door lock of the partitioned medical room was twisted open, and a female doctor wearing a white coat outside and a tube top and hot pants inside stretched and closed the alloy door.

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes vigilantly, then immediately turned his head to the side.

He complained inwardly;

The women of this world are really too bold in their dressing!

His senior sisters and junior sisters usually couldn't wait to wrap up the back of their hands, but the women here always liked to show off their snow-white thighs and flower-like collarbones.

Sexy is sexy, and it looks pretty good, but…

What about my Dao heart?

This medical room is only about four square meters. A narrow hospital bed and a few conventional medical instruments occupy most of the area.

The female doctor skillfully opened the folding chair, sat down, crossed her legs, and squeezed a small swimming ring out of her slightly fleshy abdomen.

Her wavy hair swayed slightly. After quickly reading Mu Liang's information, she pulled out the stylus at the bottom of the tablet, began to scribble down the uninspected file records, and casually asked:

"You were diagnosed with a mental illness half a year ago. Have you received medication during these six months?"

Wang Jixuan turned his head and replied: "No."

The female doctor clicked her tongue: "Saving your Medical Quota without using it, do you want to keep it for yourself to choose a cremation furnace with a suitable temperature?"

"No," Wang Jixuan replied calmly.

This woman's words are so unpleasant.

Does she really think he doesn't understand the sarcasm in her tone? His control over words and language now is much stronger than the original owner of this body.

The female doctor suddenly asked: "How does it feel to be on the verge of death? Is it, very pleasurable?"

Wang Jixuan: Huh?

Okay, he takes back the arrogant words above.

He doesn't quite understand what this sentence means.

The female doctor moved her still slender body, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, and reached out to touch Wang Jixuan's wrist.

Is she going to take his pulse?

Wang Jixuan restrained his instinct to dodge, but he quickly realized that the female doctor's fingers began to slide gently on his arm.

Wang Jixuan's hair stood on end.

"You are still very young… Do you like that feeling of suffocation?"

The female doctor asked softly:

"Did you see a wonderful world inside? Although the mechanism of action is due to brain hypoxia, it is indeed very cool, isn't it? Your skin is so smooth, you are still a virgin, right."

"Demon woman! What are you doing!"

Wang Jixuan finally couldn't help but withdraw his arm, and the still weak body forcibly sat up, glaring at the female doctor.

At this moment, they were very close. The female doctor's face, which was over thirty years old but still exquisite due to makeup, had a bit of ambiguous smile.

She blinked her left eye lightly: "Demon woman? Are you saying I'm very enchanting? A great compliment."

"No one will come near here. The soundproofing is also very good. No one will come over in two hours. They are all at work."

The female doctor said to herself, took out a small mirror from her white coat, hooked up some foundation with her fingers, and made up her own makeup.

"Mu Liang, you don't seem to understand yet."

"Young people with suicidal tendencies are usually sent to the medical center for partial brain tissue removal surgery to ensure that you can continue to contribute to the fortress and will not disappoint the resources the fortress has invested in you for the past twenty years."

"You will lose most of your emotions, and you will have headaches from time to time, and cry for no reason… That infinite pain, trust me."

"I can help you issue a certificate, a certificate that doesn't require you to go to the medical center, and then… help you get out of the haze with happiness."

Her white coat slowly slipped off, secretly inhaling to make her full breasts more upright, and also to make her abdomen flatter.

How could this kind of inexperienced and already self-abandoned young man resist her charm?

The female doctor thought so, a gentle hum came from her nose, and the red lips propped open by the tip of her tongue were accepting the touch of white teeth again.

The female doctor had already anticipated the next action.

She was going to turn around, kneel on the edge of the bed with her left knee, lean forward towards this young man, open the first and second buttons of her short shirt, and start attacking his lips…

'He's so cute.'

The female doctor thought so, turned around, knelt on the edge of the bed with her left knee as expected, leaned forward, her eyes were charming, her lips were slightly open…

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The female doctor stared in astonishment at the young man in front of her, a little blood oozing from her fair forehead.

"You hit…"

She slumped weakly on the hospital bed, rolled her eyes, and passed out.

Wang Jixuan calmly put down the somewhat heavy iron box in his hand and shook his wrist, which was sore from the impact.

'What is this thing!'

'With just this little bit of beauty, you want to seize Daoist Lord's Yuan Yang?'

'Even the old sect master of the Joyous Union Sect is not as promiscuous as you!'

Then, Wang Jixuan looked at the female doctor's figure lying on the edge of the bed and began to frown and think.

The female doctor's threat just now was not false, brain tissue removal surgery…

The Dao body cannot be damaged, this is the prerequisite for him to embark on the path of cultivation again.

What's more, now he is weak and his body is frail, this second life is really hard-won.

Once this female doctor wakes up, there will probably be another round of trouble.

The feeling of weakness in his limbs washed over him again.

Wang Jixuan touched the bruise on his neck, then bent down to pick up the female doctor's white coat, rummaging through it to find a few items.

Thirteenth Floor Class C Pass;

Quota Card;

Level Four Ordinary Citizen Certificate (Junior Physician).

Wang Jixuan felt that, no matter what he planned to do next, he needed to eat his fill first; this woman wouldn't wake up for a while anyway.

Food for mortals is like spiritual energy for cultivators.

Therefore, Wang Jixuan couldn't calmly accept the fact that the original owner of this body, Mu Liang, had been bullied by his coworkers for a long time, and his food rations had become meals in other people's mouths.

He would avenge Mu Liang, considering it a conclusion to this karma.