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

What was heard?

Ling Tong had already taken off her Blade Armor, changed out of her combat suit, and returned to her favorite tight jeans and short-sleeved attire, her ponytail still carrying the fragrance of shampoo.

Ling Tong accurately described, "Some short mumbles."

"Just mumbles, if you heard anything," Wang Jixuan's gaze landed on the small notebook in Ling Tong's hand, "I like reading novels, you know."

"Just found out."

Ling Tong said softly:

"Mumbles have no effect, I won't write them into my observation report on you."

"That's good… …"

Daoist Wang hesitated, carefully feeling his own condition.

No major problems, just a pile of minor ones, but a little meditation later would replenish the Qi vortex in his dantian, and his spiritual sense had even improved a bit, only a small step away from the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Demonic cultivation consumes potential, but occasionally slightly improves one's cultivation. He used Soul Driving this time, and although it left some hidden worries, his own soul power was also amplified a bit.

As for the crystal core he got… …

There was a small alloy box under the pillow, emanating the spiritual power fluctuations of a Demon Suppression Charm.

Clearly, Ling Tong had helped him tidy up.

Ling Tong closed the novel and stood up, saying, "Rest well, don't worry about other things, I've already taken care of them for you."

"No problem," Wang Jixuan immediately agreed, then hesitated again.

Ling Tong pursed her lips slightly, still muttering calmly as she left… …

"Shimei, no."

"Shijie, teach me."

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to cover his eyes, unable to bear to look. He knew that using demonic cultivation had big side effects!

However, there was no choice in order to save his life. Staying alive was the top priority.

He picked up the text communicator on the other side of the pillow. It contained brief exchanges between Ling Tong and Zhou Zhengde. Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, which saved him the trouble of arranging these things.

Would the Thirteenth Institute discover the crystal core?

It was probably only a matter of time.

So, where should he go next? Did he really have to rely on the military and spend his days with Ling Tong? Actually, that wasn't impossible… …

Daoist Wang kept thinking.

His thinking opened up a bit. Although he wasn't good at imparting skills and couldn't reveal his spells, it wouldn't be impossible to create some crystal core weapons.

'That's right, weapons.'

Weapons were different from magical artifacts, but mostly belonged to magical artifacts. For example, Wang Jixuan's sect's treasure, [The Second Best Sword in the Cultivation World], was sharp and unparalleled even without spiritual power activation. A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could easily unleash a hundred-foot sword beam and automatically absorb spiritual energy to restore their own spiritual power.

'The daggers used by human soldiers now can't even break the outer bones of Blade Beasts, how can this work?'

'Using daggers is already the last resort, and ordinary firearms are also difficult to break through defenses, relying only on heavy firepower.'

'This poor Daoist cannot impart cultivation methods at will, but can create some weapons inlaid with crystal cores, which can be regarded as repaying Little Zhou's kindness for always covering for this poor Daoist.'

Wang Jixuan's thoughts became more and more active.

His cultivation secret must not be made public, at least not before he had the ability to protect himself, but he could take out some brand-new technology.

Cultivation civilization technology!

In fact, there were only three options for the future path.

First, rely on the Thirteenth Institute.

This must not be chosen. The Thirteenth Institute had big problems. The crystal core contained the Blade Beast's demon soul, and the military should be reminded of this.

Second, which was also his last retreat, was to leave the sphere of influence of humans and survive in the wilderness.

The probability of not being able to survive was still quite high.

Third, cooperate with the military to a limited extent, especially with Zhou Zhengde's grandfather, the Demon General Commander, the first generation pilot of the terrifying mecha, and the last hero of the Fortress Era.

Daoist Wang really wanted to make friends with such a person.

Especially… …he and Zhou Zhengde's grandfather were barely the same age, and they might have common topics.

'Hesitation leads to chaos, so let's settle it like this and help the human military improve their daggers later.'

'At least they can break through the basic Blade Beast shells! Humans are fighting this battle too frustratingly.'

Wang Jixuan picked up the text communicator and sent a message to Zhou Zhengde.

[02: See it, no need to reply. Get me all the ores you can get as soon as possible, just a sample is fine, not alloys, just newly unearthed ores, and secretly give me some of the Blade Beast's outer bones and flesh. I'll do some research. If all goes well, I'll send you a little gift.]

Daoist Wang looked at a cupboard to the side, on which were placed two black polygonal outer bones.

These were Ling Tong's 'massage fees' from before.

First, make a formation plate!

… …

More than two hours later.

Wang Jixuan's dantian Qi had recovered to fullness.

'It's good to have a low cultivation level, even a thin spiritual energy can quickly fill oneself.'

Daoist Wang squeezed out a little smile, bitter but with a bit of fortitude.

He took an outer bone the size of a sea bowl in his hand, engraved with the Spirit Release Formation from the Spirit Gathering Array, and then carefully wrapped three carefully selected crystal cores with Qi, carefully placing them inside this small Spirit Gathering Array.

The formation was not activated.

Daoist Wang took out a button battery and buckled it on the back of the array plate.

Several rotating small discs appeared on the array plate, and the array patterns were connected into one piece. A wisp of Qi stored in the corner floated over, and the array patterns flashed brightly at the same time.

Pure spiritual energy rippled out.

Wang Jixuan immediately sucked away the spiritual energy and unbuckled the button battery.

Success!

There was no need to worry about the array plate not working without a battery. Those discs could be rotated directly by pressing them.

Was this design purely redundant?

Indeed.

But this was Wang Jixuan's first active attempt. He was thinking about how to integrate immortal cultivation refining and modern machinery, and the symbolic significance of taking this step was very significant.

Now was not the time to break through in cultivation.

This breakthrough required condensing spiritual consciousness, and interference should be avoided as much as possible. The whole process was expected to take three hours, and it would be more appropriate in the middle of the night.

Now with Ling Tong by his side and Little Zhou in the military, Wang Jixuan considered himself relatively safe.

Hiding the array plate under the pillow, Wang Jixuan stretched lazily and opened the door to go out.

Ling Tong was lying on the surgical table in the middle, undergoing examination. Her right mechanical arm had been removed, and Sister Wan was controlling two instruments, checking various data of the mechanical arm.

Wan Xiaoqi was constantly recording something in a notebook next to her, learning diligently.

Uncle Tai rushed into the men's toilet, clutching his lower abdomen, not forgetting to shout, "Little Wang! Are you okay! We need to talk about the damage to the alloy box! You used it as a shield, didn't you!"

Wang Jixuan smiled apologetically.

Ling Tong opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan. Having removed one right mechanical arm, she had a different kind of beauty at this moment.

She said softly, "Has your spirit recovered? We need to talk."

"Okay, do you want a massage?"

"Yes."

"Wait a moment."

Daoist Wang returned to the room, put on a pair of clean thin gloves, and specially raised his arm to smell it before going out, making sure there was no fishy smell of Blade Beast blood on his body.

He also wanted to communicate with Ling Tong about the subsequent 'forging knives' for the military.

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Before long, Wang Jixuan's fingers gently pressed on Ling Tong's head, and he uttered a soft 'Eh' in his heart.

The mass of stagnant Qi in Ling Tong's brain had actually become denser… …

What was going on?

As long as she fought with the Blade Beasts, this mass of stagnant Qi would increase?

Wang Jixuan's hands did not stop, and images of confronting the Blade Beasts appeared in his mind.

Those basic Blade Beasts also made roars, with a weak mental shock effect, and… …

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Has your headache worsened?"

"Yes," Ling Tong asked softly, "How do you know?"

Sister Wan and Wan Xiaoqi looked up. Wang Jixuan said slowly, "The mark left by the mental shock has become heavier."

"Oh."

Ling Tong agreed softly, closing her eyes to rest.

Her delicate facial features were still so charming even when viewed from this 'dead angle', especially her skin, which she didn't know how to maintain, was fair, delicate, and breakable.

Wang Jixuan reminded, "Remember to wear those anti-mental shock patches later if there are similar events again."

"That only works on spirit users," Sister Wan said helplessly, "Is there a way to resolve it?"

"At least two months, massage once a day," Wang Jixuan said seriously, "My strength is too low."

Ling Tong said, "Then set it for three months, don't put any pressure on yourself."

"The premise is that it won't continue to deteriorate," Wang Jixuan muttered softly, "Why do I feel that this group of Blade Beasts came very strangely, as if they were specially here to strengthen your injuries?"

Ling Tong pursed her lips and said nothing.

Sister Wan's eyes were full of worry.

Wan Xiaoqi seemed to have remembered something: "There is also something very strange here, that is, these Blade Beasts do not have tracers on them, they don't know where they came from!"

Sister Wan worriedly said: "There should be nests that we haven't discovered, or they came from the other end of the front line… … On that side of the battle line, the Blade Beasts are breeding crazily, and their population is really too large!"

Wang Jixuan followed the trend and said: "I think this batch of Blade Beasts is targeting Ling Tong."

"Targeting me?"

"Yes, they are organized… …I saw a vertical pupil."

Vertical pupil?

Ling Tong suddenly opened her eyes: "We will discuss this matter in detail later, don't say too much now."

Sister Wan immediately understood—this kind of information should be highly confidential.

She quickly changed the subject: "Then let's continue to upgrade the firepower of this supply point."

"Okay," Ling Tong agreed, then closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while.

Squeak——

The sound of brakes sounded in the distance outside the door.

Qi, many mottled Qi masses, more than a dozen spirit users.

Daoist Wang was also somewhat annoyed.

These Espers!

They were nowhere to be seen when we were fighting Blade Beasts, and now they're coming out to cause trouble?

This Daoist can tolerate it, but even Daoist Granny can't!

However, Wang Jixuan also suspected that the other party had come looking for them because of the missing eight crystal cores.

Ling Tong opened her eyes and was about to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she felt two strong hands pressing on the edges of her neck, pushing her back into the chair.

Based on the principle of 'one person does it, one person takes responsibility,' Daoist Wang said in a cold tone:

"You rest."

Wang Jixuan turned away from the operating table with a dark face, his own aura rapidly converging in his dantian, the dantian vortex beginning to rotate at its slowest speed, while simultaneously activating the Return to Simplicity Art and the Turtle Breathing Art.

"Xiao Qi, get me a box of high-explosive grenades!"

"Yes! Wait… who are you, a newbie commander, ordering around?"

Half a minute later.

Wang Jixuan quickly put on his tactical vest, his pockets filled with high-explosive grenades, grabbed an automatic rifle with a grenade launcher, and together with Uncle Tai, who had just pulled up his pants and grabbed his weapon, rushed out of the supply station.

Wan Xiaoqi sat firmly behind the console, quickly mobilizing the weapons in every corner of the supply station, the gun muzzles aimed at the group of Espers in front of the door.

Ling Tong watched quietly, a sweet smile appearing on her lips.

"It's rare to see you smile," Sister Wan said softly.

"Because I can slack off and rest."

Ling Tong responded softly, the fingers of her left mechanical arm gently swaying, and several large alloy boxes in the corner of the workshop were simultaneously activated.

Ling Tong said casually, "Sister Wan, the vertical pupils are confidential information, just pretend you didn't hear it."

"Okay," Sister Wan agreed, "Looking at it this way, Little Wang is also quite extraordinary."

Ling Tong also said, "Yeah, he's not just good-looking…"

A gunshot came from outside the door.

Bang!

The sound of a rifle firing.

Then Wang Jixuan's voice rang out: "Everyone stop! Anyone who approaches within three meters will be shot immediately!"

Sister Wan praised softly, "Warning after firing the gun, he's starting to integrate into our team."

"Is there surveillance footage?" Ling Tong asked.

"Boss! This way!"

Wan Xiaoqi ran over lickety-split.