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

"Cough, cough! Ha, ha…"

In the somewhat cramped pipe space, Kong Nu leaned against the slightly warm guiding pipe, his standard protective suit wrinkled from the impact of subcutaneous fat.

Kong Nu gasped for breath.

Having crawled a long distance inside the pipe, he now needed to recover his strength.

Buzz, buzz.

The familiar vibration.

Kong Nu opened his briefcase and took out his communicator from a pile of paper documents.

This communicator had nothing to do with his family; it wasn't his wife and children reporting that they were safe.

Kong Nu felt that he had done enough for his family, fulfilling all his obligations. -- He had already let them escape to Fortress 82, what else could he do?

Kong Nu certainly knew that with Professor Zhuang's help behind the scenes, that route was most likely safe.

Because Professor Zhuang was, at heart, a good-for-nothing in the field of psionic science.

But what about later?

As far as those big shots were concerned, he, Kong Nu, no longer had any positive value, but was just a bargaining chip in their conflict. Going to Fortress 82 was still just entering the military's cage.

All were cages.

These fortresses are all cages!

Only by entering the Psionic Capital!

Only if he could enter the Psionic Capital and reach the real Psionic Research Center would he have a chance to become one of these big shots!

Kong Nu's fingers trembled as he pressed the communicator's screen.

[Old Li: The T921 air outlet has stopped, and the pipe monitoring system in this area has been turned off. After you come out, turn left, there is a car waiting for you there, and a military plane that can fly directly to the Psionic Capital is ready. Hurry up! The war zone may order the Governor to kill you at any time!]

[Kong Nu: Thank you, Old Li.]

[Old Li: When will you destroy the things in your hand?]

[Kong Nu: Soon, as soon as I arrive at the Psionic Capital, those things will automatically destroy themselves because they lose my brainwave induction signal. If my pulse signal disappears midway, those things will automatically be sent to the war zone command center.]

[Old Li: You better be honest, I'm already old, I don't really care about your threats, I'm just taking care of the reputation of my friends.]

[Kong Nu: Yes, Old Li, you have always been noble and upright.]

Kong Nu put away the communicator, a few sneers appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He took out a syringe from the side pocket of his briefcase, gritted his teeth, and gave himself an injection in the neck.

The road ahead needed to be constantly uphill, and the airflow coming from other vents would also hinder his progress. He needed to squeeze out more physical strength.

Kong Nu still remembered the embarrassed look of panting for breath when he first dug through this escape route.

He waited for two minutes, quietly listening to the movements of the Psionic Home.

The alarm he left behind hadn't sounded yet, and no one had entered his office for the time being.

That was great.

The Governor, who was always cautious, was like this. Presumably, Zhou Zhengde and his psionicist must be anxious.

Kong Nu took a breath.

He stood up tremblingly, his whole body bursting with new strength, and hunched forward to climb.

Turn left, turn left, climb uphill, move forward…

Kong Nu was constantly approaching his lifeline.

Some refracted natural light sources gradually appeared ahead.

He was sweating all over, and the protective suit made him feel stuffy, but these were not problems.

With a few more turns, he would escape this cage.

Kong Nu couldn't help but smile.

The development of this incident had too many parts that exceeded his expectations -- Zhou Zhengde's identity, the valuable combat mechanical puppet sent by the war zone, and the psionicist who suddenly appeared.

But now, he was about to leave here and go to a wider world.

Although a little embarrassed;

Although very stiff.

That E-level psionicist who suddenly appeared was a very good subject. He was going to make a fuss about this guy and strive to gain a foothold in the Psionic Capital!

'Turn this corner, walk about fifteen steps, turn right and you can see the vent.'

He could already smell the scent of dry soil!

On Kong Nu's slightly swollen face, there was a bit more morbid smile.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air from the distance behind him.

"Huh?"

Kong Nu turned his head to look back.

Was it an auditory hallucination?

Was it that the filter screen of the vent was broken and sucked in a pebble?

Kong Nu's Adam's apple trembled a few times, because suddenly stopping made his left calf feel faintly cramped.

He didn't dare to stop, the injection of medicine was time-sensitive, and there was still a small uphill climb before the exit.

Kong Nu strode forward.

Whoosh!

It really was the sound of breaking through the air!

Right behind him!

Kong Nu's left leg suddenly went numb, and his body uncontrollably fell forward, barely stabilizing himself by holding on to the hot pipe beside him.

A nut fell on the metal floor, making a slight noise.

Nut, nut?

Kong Nu's swollen face, covered in sweat, became incomparably pale.

His Adam's apple kept trembling, dragging his numb left leg forward desperately, gritting his teeth and turning his head to look behind him.

It was him!

Black combat uniform, smooth helmet with a few scratches!

Mu Liang!

Mu Liang, who caused the Black Fire Gang to suddenly be destroyed and killed several psionicists under his command! He was rushing towards him!

Whoosh!

"Ah!"

Kong Nu's right leg bent sharply, kneeling heavily in front of the corner.

The space here was relatively spacious, able to accommodate two people walking side by side, and the pipes of the light guide passage also became somewhat hot.

"Don't! Don't come over! Spare me!"

Whoosh.

This time the sound of breaking through the air was not hurried, but the nut accurately hit Kong Nu's Adam's apple, causing him to cough painfully while clutching his neck.

The voice of that person came from behind the helmet.

Kong Nu didn't expect that the first sentence the other party said was…

"Where is Ye Zi?"

Kong Nu was still coughing, his body curled up, unable to answer at all.

Behind the helmet, Wang Jixuan's brow furrowed slightly.

Wang Daoshi carefully sensed the surrounding situation, but he didn't dare to stay in this area for long.

He bent down and grabbed Kong Nu, and punched Kong Nu in the abdomen with his left fist. A wisp of breath invaded Kong Nu's legs, making Kong Nu stand against the wall.

Zhou Zhengde's instructions, Wang Jixuan naturally remembered.

[When a senior researcher dies, the last picture seen by the researcher will be transmitted to the Psionic Capital by the brain chip.]

Therefore, Wang Jixuan had prepared a Soul Capture Talisman in advance.

He also specially pasted the Soul Capture Talisman on the back of Kong Nu's head.

A wisp of phantom drilled into the Soul Capture Talisman, and Kong Nu's body swayed.

Wang Jixuan quickly took out a crumpled Soul Capture Talisman and stuffed a ball of phantom that was already so faint that it could not be seen into Kong Nu's body.

Gu Wen Ding's soul.

"Walk out."

Wang Jixuan said softly in 'Kong Nu's' ear.

'Kong Nu's' eyes were full of confusion, with a bit of emptiness in the confusion. He turned around and, following Kong Nu's previous obsession, walked tremblingly past the corner.

Wang Jixuan leaned against the metal wall, took out a small mirror in his left hand and poked it out of the corner, carefully staring at Kong Nu's back, and held a pistol with a silencer in his right hand.

Before he came, he found that the surveillance cameras in this passage had been turned off.

This should be Kong Nu's partner helping Kong Nu.

At the end of the passage, outside the four huge fan blades that had stopped rotating, was a long-lost azure sky.

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White clouds curled, the breeze was pleasant, the sunlight was warm, and a desert and the distant military camp constituted a simple picture.

Wang Jixuan's Dao heart rippled slightly, and then he suppressed this ripple and continued to observe with the mirror, ready to shoot at any time.

If his guess was correct;

He didn't need to expose himself.

Step by step, 'Kong Nu' walked into a warm sunlight. The triangular hole formed by the two fan blades, he only needed to bend down to pass through.

"God…"

'Kong Nu' muttered.

The soul in this body had lost the ability to think, leaving only the last trace of the power of the soul.

Out of the instinctual yearning for sunlight, 'Kong Nu' used his stiff body and spent a lot of effort to lower his head and drill through the vent whose filter screen had been moved away in advance, and took two steps outward on the cement pipe.

"Light…"

Bang! Pop!

Brain matter and blood splattered from 'Kong Nu's' temple.

Bang!

Bang!

Two sniper shots came from the other two directions, one far and one near. 'Kong Nu's' body, which had not completely fallen, immediately had two more holes, and fell weakly to the ground.

The corners of Wang Jixuan's mouth twitched slightly a few times.

He looked at the briefcase in his hand, and a continuous vibration came from inside. Wearing tactical gloves, he pinched out the communicator and glanced at it.

[Old Li: You want to threaten me with this kind of handle? I took the initiative to leave a handle for the above back then. Do you understand politics? What is important in politics is standing in line, not personal character.]

[Old Li: Trash that can't be supported by mud, you don't study your psionic power but instead study people's hearts. What can you study through?]

[Old Li: Idiot.]

Wang Jixuan was thinking, if he replied with "I died so miserably", would this old man be scared out of his wits.

He crushed the communicator and threw it aside, and ran towards the way he came,夹着公文包朝来路奔驰.

Capturing Kong Nu's soul was only the first step;

While the armored troops had not yet entered the psionicist's station, he wanted to try to get a few, the Blade Beast Crystal Cores used for injecting materials at the Psionic Home.

'Why is the amount of spiritual energy in the upper city not as good as in the middle city?'

Wang Daoshi felt a little puzzled about this.

…

Half an hour later.

Dozens of balls of fire suddenly burst out from the office building of the Psionicist's Home.

The armored troops who had not yet received the order to attack, and the dozen or so psionicists waiting for inspection in various places, were all alarmed at the same time.

Zhou Zhengde, who had just arrived nearby, was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted, “Control the scene!”

The armored units received the command almost simultaneously and rushed towards the office building in front.

A bad feeling arose in Zhou Zhengde's heart.

When he went to find his mother and the Governor, Mu Liang said he was going to keep an eye on Kong Nu.

This was actually very dangerous. Kong Nu still had a dozen or so psychics around him, as well as a small armed force.

Zhou Zhengde knew that Mu Liang was a very stubborn person. He chose to agree and gave Mu Liang a map of the monitoring distribution on the third floor.

Now there's an explosion…

“Team Leader Zhou, this way.”

Zhou Zhengde turned his head and saw a familiar figure who had already taken off his helmet and was wearing a mask.

Wang Jixuan calmly walked out from a corner. The law enforcement team members next to Zhou Zhengde immediately raised their guns, but Zhou Zhengde quickly held them down.

“Friend! Friend!”

“Here, a material truck left through Gate Nine. Kong Nu’s family and Ye Zi are on it. They’ve been gone for a while now. See if you can stop them.”

Wang Jixuan's expression was somewhat gloomy as he threw a file bag to Zhou Zhengde.

Inside were some relatively primitive 'optical discs' and some paper materials.

Zhou Zhengde gave a few instructions to the former team members beside him, and the latter immediately turned and ran away.

Then, Zhou Zhengde stared at Wang Jixuan and asked, “Mu Liang, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem so listless?”

“It's nothing.”

Wang Jixuan sighed:

“It's just that I had a simple chat with a morally corrupt 'brother', learned what darkness and evil are, and then felt a little unwell.

“I want to go back to the thirteenth floor to rest first.”

Zhou Zhengde hurriedly said, “Do you want to rest in the Upper City? I have a place to stay here too.”

“No need,” Wang Jixuan said with a wry smile.

“Okay, I will try to handle the subsequent problems as we discussed before.”

Zhou Zhengde gave him a reassuring look:

“I can't say how this matter will develop specifically. Kong Nu is dead, hit by three sniper rifles at the same time. Some rather dark information has been sent to the war zone command center.

“The Governor is now in a frenzy, calling ministers to a meeting.

“I have already sent a message to my grandfather's assistant, but I haven't received a reply yet. Next, it mainly depends on the reaction of the Spiritual Energy Capital. It's not very certain yet… Mu Liang, are you listening carefully? Are you alright?”

“I'm fine, I'm just too tired.”

Wang Jixuan sighed:

“Have your team members show me the way. It's not easy to get through the checkpoint.”

“Okay… Are you really okay?” Zhou Zhengde asked with concern.

Wang Jixuan resisted the urge to laugh and continued to maintain his tired demeanor.

He couldn't wait to go back to the thirteenth floor to find a quiet corner to interrogate Kong Nu, and by the way…

Ding, ding ding.

A slight sound came from his pocket.

Six rhombic crystal cores encased in alloy collided, producing pleasant and beautiful notes.

And by the way, set up a Spirit Gathering Array!