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

Wang Jixuan used a cloth curtain to set up a temporary small secret room.

He didn't rashly use soul-capturing charms, his signature skill, but instead made a hand seal and silently chanted a mantra.

A glimmer of light seeped into the space.

Meng Caiyuan's soul, which was already close to leaving his body, slowly sat up and passed through the barrier of the nutrient tank.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his body lying in the tank, and then calmly looked at Wang Jixuan wearing the helmet.

The young man's voice appeared in Wang Jixuan's mind.

The two communicated in a silent environment.

"You are?" the young man's voice was somewhat timid.

"Codename Black Storm, a military psychic," Wang Jixuan introduced himself telepathically, "My ability is to occasionally talk to the souls of people who are about to die."

"Okay, Mr. Storm," the young man asked, "What do you need me to do for you?"

Wang Jixuan stared at the soul: "Can you communicate with Blade Beasts?"

The young man seemed to be thinking.

His emotions were surprisingly calm, so calm that there wasn't the slightest ripple, like a… polite machine.

"Actually, it doesn't really count as communication, it's more like giving them simple instructions."

The young man said softly:

"According to the professors and researchers, it's a kind of interference signal that intervenes in the Blade Beasts' communication system. Low-level Blade Beasts will identify me as a general-level Blade Beast life form."

"Similarly, this requires some instruments to cooperate. Because of my own condition, the psychic fluctuations I can release are very weak."

"They usually jokingly call that device an amplifier."

Wang Jixuan became more curious about the young man and asked as calmly as possible: "Haven't you been in a coma all this time? Why do you know this?"

"Only my body is in a coma."

The young man said calmly:

"You are the first psychic who can communicate with me in this state. In the past, I would only observe them in this state."

"This should be related to your own ability."

"Returning to your question, my accurate answer is—I can command a small number of Blade Beasts, send them one-way messages, but I cannot understand them."

Wang Jixuan nodded slowly: "Are there many individuals like you in the Thirteenth Institute?"

"In a sense, there are few and many."

The young man quickly explained:

"The research direction within the Thirteenth Institute should be extremely chaotic. They are divided into thousands of research groups."

"Based on the information I have obtained from observing them for a long time, I belong to an individual born out of a chance occurrence, so there are very few of me."

"But I am not a normal human individual."

"I originated from an S-level psychic called a 'Beast Speaker'. The other party's stem cells were used as cloning raw materials to cultivate me. My ideal lifespan can only reach thirty-seven to forty-two years old."

"In the same batch of clones as me, three thousand four hundred initially survived. After the psychic infusion experiment, three hundred and twenty remained. After more than ten years of cultivation and various experiments, there are currently twelve survivors, but the psychic abilities they have awakened are different, and three are slightly similar to the Beast Speaker."

"So, in a sense, there can be many individuals like me—as long as they increase the sample input."

Wang Jixuan leaned back slightly, frowning as he stared at the young man: "Your… emotions? Why can't I feel any changes in your emotions?"

"Part of my brain tissue has been removed."

The young man said calmly.

Perhaps because he was in a soul state, his gaze was very gentle.

"Mr. Storm, if you need it, I can fake some emotions—actually, I do have emotions, but they are relatively weak."

"For example, when facing Researcher Qin Qin, I will show a gentle and timid side."

"She is actually a pitiful person. During her early student days, she was raped in the laboratory by her tutor in order to complete her thesis. I was about eight years old at the time, not far from her. Later, her tutor treated her like a pet, exchanging her with the pets of some old men."

"Many times, these unbearable things happen in laboratories that require cleanliness."

"So, I can understand why Researcher Qin Qin constantly stimulated and played with my male characteristics when studying my sample. She used this to gain the pleasure of completely controlling a life form and fill her previously wounded heart."

"But I think that our current soul-based communication should be the most essential and sincere communication… I don't need to add those emotions."

Wang Jixuan crossed his arms, took two steps back, and carefully examined the young man's physical condition.

Daoist Wang asked, "Then can you sense the location of the Blade Beasts?"

"I can only occasionally sense them with the help of instruments. Every time, they have to operate for a long time, similar to a biological radar."

The young man said calmly:

"I only have a small portion of the Beast Speaker's abilities, as well as the current ability to observe everywhere."

"Your current state belongs to primordial spirit wandering, which is proof that your soul is strong."

Wang Jixuan explained simply.

This was also the reason why he asked Ling Tong to leave first.

Although Ling Tong's body was strong and her mechanical arm had amazing lethality, her soul itself was not very well protected.

"Have you finished asking?" the young man asked.

"Yes," Wang Jixuan nodded lightly.

A faint sense of apprehension appeared in the young man's eyes: "Then can I ask you a few questions? About four questions will do… You are the first human to communicate with me in this sincere and unadulterated way, in a frank and direct exchange."

"Yes," Wang Jixuan said, "I can see the state of your soul. You have indeed not done anything evil, and you have also helped the military a few times before by misleading the Blade Beast groups."

"That's good."

The young man regained his composure:

"The first question is… is it very happy to have parental love?"

Wang Jixuan was stunned.

A hint of longing appeared in the young man's eyes.

Wang Jixuan wasn't sure whether the young man wanted to hear an affirmative answer or a negative answer. He didn't want to lie to this pure soul, which was almost like a blank sheet of paper.

Wang Jixuan smiled wryly: "I can't answer this question. My memory only contains a vague thatched cottage. I am ashamed of my parents. My teacher used enough gold and silver jewelry to make them rich for the rest of their lives to take me away from them."

The young man hurriedly said: "I sympathize with your experience. I'm sorry, I didn't know you had been abducted."

Wang Jixuan: …

Forget it, what's the point of arguing with a child?

He said: "It's nothing. You know quite a lot about human society."

"I would secretly read the books they flipped through, listen to their conversations, and then try to imagine what the world outside the nutrient tank is like."

The young man smiled, then asked:

"Have you experienced love? Is love wonderful? That counts as one question."

Wang Jixuan pondered for a few moments, and several images flashed through his mind.

The little junior sister who leaned over and called "Senior Brother" when he was lying under the tree enjoying the mountain breeze while slackening off from practicing his skills;

The tipsy senior sister who leaned lazily in a bamboo chair, her eyes like silk, watching him when he was racking his brains over a problem he couldn't solve;

And the beautiful girl with a strong will despite her disability, the slight palpitation that appeared in his Dao heart when she rested her forehead on his back…

"It should be wonderful," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "I haven't experienced it yet, but I should experience it in the future to complete my life experience."

A little more light immediately appeared in the young man's eyes: "This is an extra added question—is love like what Researcher Qin Qin often does to me? Or, should love be greater than desire, and mutual warmth be greater than venting desire?"

"I really can't explain this."

Wang Jixuan said with a wry smile:

"I'm not a philosopher."

"Sorry, Mr. Storm, I was too presumptuous… but I can sense from the changes in your tone that you may have already begun to taste the beauty of love."

Wang Jixuan shrugged: "Then you are indeed presumptuous. I'm not dating right now."

The young man laughed softly, almost inaudibly, and then asked the third question.

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"Then, Mr. Black Storm, can you tell me clearly whether the things I did before hurt other human individuals? Because I have been acting according to their orders in the past, so that I can live a little more comfortably."

A little more helplessness appeared in the young man's eyes:

"If the information I amplified and sent out a total of six times before hurt human individuals, it would convince me that I am a selfish clone."

Wang Jixuan asked: "Was the last message you sent to make the Blade Beast group retreat?"

"Yes."

The young man said softly:

"Researcher Qin Qin's order to me was to have the Blade Beast group focus on attacking the main battlefield located in the desert."

"This was decided after Researcher Qin Qin and that Uncle Feng discussed it."

"Researcher Qin Qin exchanged her body for Uncle Feng's help, wanting Uncle Feng to take action at a critical moment, so that she, the new creature minister, could become a hero who saved the fortress, but Uncle Feng didn't want to take that risk."

"Uncle Feng said that the D5 war zone is close to being out of control. This is the old devil's last struggle before his self-collapse. Ling Tong is one of the potential inheritors. It is best to take the opportunity to get rid of her."

"I judged that if I issued such an order to the Blade Beast group, it might put humans at a disadvantage and cause a large number of human casualties. This is completely different from the previous few times I participated in cooperating with the military to lure the Blade Beast group into traps."

"So I sent out the message to let them leave… Uncle Feng and Researcher Qin Qin couldn't actually judge what message I sent."

"Well done."

Wang Jixuan smiled:

"I don't know about the others, but the last order you sent was great. It caused some confusion in the Blade Beast group. They didn't fight to the death, and our defense line wasn't broken through."

“You played a very important role.”

“That's good.”

The boy smiled with relief, then sighed, looking down at himself in the nutrient tank.

He asked, “My last question is... can you kill me?”

“Why?” Wang Jixuan asked, “Isn't it good to live?”

“I saw a sentence on a page of a book blown open by the wind that I wholeheartedly agree with. It goes like this.”

The boy's voice slowed down:

“People are creatures shaped by the past, and consciousness originates from the accumulation of one's own memories.

“My memories are not enough to support me in believing that there will be a trace of goodness in the future, but I previously had no choice between life and death.

“So, Mr. Storm... can you kill me quickly and directly?”

Wang Jixuan asked, “Why not try to look forward? You are still young, and the pain of death... is very uncomfortable. It's endless silence... Ask another question; I can't answer this one.”

“Then, sir.”

The boy's soul widened his eyes, cautiously and with a hint of trembling, and asked:

“Someone like me, can I be called human?”

...

The glass door of the laboratory was opened.

Wang Jixuan stepped out with a smile and walked to Qin Qin, who was being held aside.

The three half-human mechs who were chatting looked over at the same time, and Zheng Shiduo and several psionicists also curiously looked in this direction.

Wang Daochang looked down at Qin Qin and suddenly kicked the wall next to Qin Qin, smashing out a clear hole.

“You vile woman! The reason I haven't killed you yet is because I still need to interrogate you!”

Wang Daochang cursed and walked towards Ling Tong.

Ling Tong asked, “How did it go?”

“Finished asking,” Wang Jixuan simply transmitted a few things to Ling Tong.

Qin Qin and Uncle Feng's schemes, their desire to harm Ling Tong;

The specific abilities of this young man;

And the existence of the S-level psionicist [Beast Speaker].

Wang Jixuan said, “After the investigation, can you show me the report? You don't need to show me the specific report. If what I said completely matches Qin Qin's confession, just give me a thumbs up.”

Ling Tong asked strangely, “Why?”

“I want to save this boy. In my opinion, his pure soul is especially precious.”

Wang Daochang clicked his tongue:

“Although whether a soul is pure or not cannot be faked, unlike the eyes, a fall into the pit, a gain in your wit... Saving him is just a piece of cake for me. Wait for your investigation.”

“Understood.”

Ling Tong breathed a sigh of relief, pondered slightly, and said softly:

“We still have some work to do next. Let Brother Shenhai send you back to rest.”

“Okay, I just need to re... st for a bit.”

Wang Jixuan waved his hand and strode away, his pace extremely relaxed.

The half-human mech Shenhai, who ran up from behind, took the initiative to put his arm around his shoulder, starting to build a good relationship with this cool helmet man.

The words Wang Jixuan left in the young soul seemed to echo in the corridor.

In the corner of the laboratory, in the nutrient tank.

A tear fell from the corner of the unconscious boy's eye, and the corner of his mouth pursed slightly.

...

“Of course, you are human. I don't understand cloning or not, but without a doubt, your soul is complete, your personality is sound, and you are a complete human.

“I have recently realized a truth that I can share with you. It is very simple, but this is my personal experience. It is...

“Living is so awesome.”