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

Accompanied by the background noise of the audio recording, a gentle and lively female voice was softly humming.

T.E.R.'s voice, combined with the piano accompaniment, could easily relax people. Wang Jixuan's previous headache was significantly relieved.

'Magical music.'

She was hosting an underground broadcast—the fortress advocated respecting labor and prohibited entertainment stars, so it could only be underground broadcasts and virtual singers.

After the humming ended, Wang Jixuan came back to his senses and realized that he had been sitting by the bed for a few minutes, while the virtual singer code-named [T.E.R] gently took a breath, as if calming her emotions, and said softly:

"Our Fortress 76 has withstood the test of the Blade Beast swarm and has become the first fortress to withstand two waves of beast swarms and still remain stable. The Blade Beasts probably won't dare to invade again."

"I hope my music can soothe everyone's tense nerves. Let's work hard today, and everyone should try to live well!"

"And also…"

"I saw a great hero wearing a black helmet and black protective clothing. He saved me during the Blade Beast raid, and I don't know how to express my gratitude to him."

"But everyone, I can say with certainty that heroes really exist! He was like a beam of light shining on my face, driving away all the terrifying Blade Beasts."

"The following song, 'Black Hope,' is my new work from yesterday. It's just a simple melody, and I'll hum it simply while playing."

This virtual singer picked up her acoustic guitar, and light, cheerful notes floated out, with the sound of knuckles tapping in between strums.

Just as Wang Daozhang was getting interested, the recording stopped abruptly.

"Uh, the device ran out of power during the recording," Wu Man quickly explained, weakly saying, "I haven't mastered the skill of generating electricity yet."

Wang Jixuan leaned back, and a small lightning bolt suddenly flashed in his mind.

The skill of generating electricity?

He raised his hand and touched his chin, his eyes filled with thought.

"When are we moving?"

"We're moving right away."

Wu Man immediately said:

"Sir's furnaces have already been moved to the seventh floor. They've built a building there that's still under construction, to serve as a forging site."

"As for the residence, they can only temporarily arrange some single rooms. The construction land on the seventh floor is tight. It's a baby-raising center there, with many nurseries, so living there might be a little inconvenient, but the environment there is the best in the fortress."

Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue: "Okay, it's fine. I just thought of something fun. I'll try it later."

Wu Man pointed to the box beside the bed and said, "This is the new communicator that Captain Zhou sent over. It can exchange text messages across fortresses and can also directly contact Commander Ling Tong."

Wang Daozhang got up and stretched his muscles and bones, casually saying, "You also need to adapt to walking as soon as possible."

"Okay, sir," Wu Man smiled gently, "I've been supplementing a lot of protein recently."

Wang Jixuan strolled around the supply station, greeted Uncle Tai and Wan Xiaoqi, and then sat on the sofa, fiddling with the communicator.

Some simple setting boxes popped up on the screen in the center of the communicator, and he needed to set a name for himself first.

Wang Daozhang shamelessly wrote 'Light of the Upright Sect' as his alias.

'Tsk, even if I cultivate the demonic path, I'm still a genius. Who can I reason with?'

… …

[Wang Zheng (Light of the Upright Sect): Woke up. Are you two okay?]

[Little Zhou (Repenting): Wow! Awesome!]

[Ling Tong (Returning to the Factory for Maintenance): You woke up just in time.]

[Wang Zheng: Yeah, I was suddenly bumped into by someone while I was unconscious. I wanted to open my eyes and see where that person went, but Little Wu told me that the swan had already flown away.]

[Ling Tong: I accidentally bumped the box on your face before I left.]

[Wang Zheng: I hope you'll be gentler next time, or tell me in advance so I can prepare myself mentally.]

[Ling Tong: There won't be a next time. I'll pay attention.]

[Little Zhou: So, am I now part of your PLAY?]

[Ling Tong: (_?)]

Wang Daozhang smiled calmly and changed the subject.

[Wang Zheng: How's it going over there?]

[Little Zhou: The pressure is great, you could say it's enormous. Many people are trying to excuse the Thirteenth Research Institute. Spirit energy users have indeed played a huge role on a wide front, and we can't introduce the birth of spirit energy weapons to them for the sake of secrecy. All news must be suppressed as much as possible. The military in the D5 war zone is already doing its best to control information about you, and more than a hundred people have undergone memory micro-surgery. However, because we've detained Wei Linzheng and Feng Bangjie, Spirit Energy City has lodged a strong protest.]

[Wang Zheng: I'll finalize the production line for the Demon-Breaking Dagger as soon as possible.]

[Little Zhou: How soon is 'as soon as possible'? You don't need to be under too much pressure. I can still handle it.]

[Wang Zheng: I can't guarantee it. I need to become a senior mechanic first.]

[Ling Tong: I can help you get the exam questions and answers.]

[Wang Zheng: (ー△ー；) What I mean is, master the knowledge. I need to combine alien technology with the technology of this planet.]

[Little Zhou: Is it really alien technology?]

[Ling Tong: Why am I starting to believe your nonsense? Is it because it's the only reason that can explain the anomalies on your body?]

[Wang Zheng: At least I won't betray humanity, and I have a clear self-awareness that I am a human being.]

[Wang Zheng: When are you coming back, Commander?]

[Ling Tong: About a month. I'll complete the repair and maintenance as soon as possible. Fortress 76 has now become a blind spot on the Thirteenth Research Institute's global map, which has extraordinary negative significance for them. This means that the United Defense Force has begun to expel spirit energy users. If they can't solve the problem of Fortress 76, many fortresses and war zones suffering from spirit energy users will follow suit. Therefore, Fortress 76 will become the center of the vortex, and I will definitely come back to protect you.]

[Ling Tong: Typo, 'protect'.]

[Little Zhou: The main thing is that the spirit energy users themselves have gone too far. They should have been the force protecting the fortress, but instead, they want to interfere in the fortress's internal affairs and promote their greatness everywhere. What is this? Obviously, they still want to rule humanity! These evil guys! They monopolize spirit energy technology but have no good intentions!]

Wang Jixuan thought carefully for a few minutes.

Wan Xiaoqi, who was next to him, put on his exoskeleton armor and started moving things. As a big man, he naturally had to help with the work.

[Wang Zheng: Good luck, Little Zhou! Commander Ling Tong and I are responsible for fighting, and you are responsible for making our battles more meaningful.]

[Little Zhou: Good heavens, this sense of mission is soaring!]

[Ling Tong: Take good care of yourself on the seventh floor of the fortress. The scenery there is indeed very good.]

[Wang Zheng: That's it for now. Notify me anytime if there are any problems, and continue to focus on secrecy. I'm going to help move.]

He put the communicator back in his pocket, and while helping to move luggage and equipment, he continued to think about the question he had just thought of.

How to mass-produce Demon-Breaking Daggers?

It's very simple to make them look alike;

It's also easy to solve the problem of engraving restrictions. Digitized high-precision machine tools can do this easily, and the Demon-Breaking Dagger can be made into internal and external layers.

The most difficult step is the last breath he sprayed during forging, which is equivalent to activating the Demon-Breaking Dagger.

This step cannot be replaced by machines and requires the consumption of the forger's mana.

Just now, Wu Man's words reminded him.

The skill of generating electricity.

In fact, you can consider this problem from another perspective, rather than from the perspective of a pure cultivator. You can't be bound by the so-called 'orthodox' weapon refining method. After all, what is needed now is mass production.

For example, the method of guiding lightning to forge weapons recorded in the ancient forging secret technique;

Also, the method of sacrificing living beings to forge weapons recorded in the demonic cultivation classics.

Does the sacrifice method sound evil?

Then I have to mention the fact that there are a large number of Blade Beast remnants in the crystal core… Wouldn't it be good to sacrifice them? It's not necessary to use human souls.

Using the Blade Beast exoskeleton as a 'supplementary material' and sacrificing the Blade Beast's remnants to forge weapons to fight against the Blade Beasts!

Wonderful.

… …

The seventh floor of the fortress is the only way from the middle city to the upper city.

Wang Jixuan only passed by in a hurry every time, taking a look at the scenery of the wheat fields before leaving.

The seventh floor is the fortress's baby-raising center and the main source of natural starch. All natural starch produced here is given priority to human cubs, making every effort to leave a beautiful childhood for the fortress's children and ensure a relatively healthy psychological foundation.

In addition, the recuperation centers here are only open to wounded soldiers.

Wang Jixuan and his party moved over, which was equivalent to breaking the fortress's rules and creating a little privilege.

It's not really creating privileges.

Wang Jixuan entered the place as a 'wounded front-line mechanic', and the room assigned to him was also a single dormitory.

Zheng Shiduo and Wu Man were arranged in the dormitory building opposite him. The two of them lived together in a larger double room.

Wan Xiaoqi and Uncle Tai lived in a building under construction nearby, which was also the place where Wang Jixuan would 'refine weapons' next. The outside of the building was wrapped in thick blue canvas.

'Strange, why didn't they let me live with Uncle Tai? Isn't the space over there very large?'

Wang Daozhang thought to himself, opened the wooden door in front of him, and soon found the answer to this question.

The dormitory was a narrow space of thirteen or four square meters, with a single bed placed against the wall, a single sofa, a folding chair, and a writing desk, all complete. There was also a separate bathroom in the corner.

The highlight of this room was that it was equipped with a small balcony.

The sliding door was open, and the wind blowing from the wheat fields passed through the corridor and the wooden door, carrying the white curtains to the balcony.

"Not bad."

Wang Jixuan lightly raised his eyebrows, put down his suitcase, brushed aside the curtain, walked to the balcony and looked out:

The sunlight conducted from the ground was gathered together to form a huge sun lamp, hanging on the metal ceiling more than forty meters high, warming people up.

In the distance, the wheat field rippled in layers with the wind, and there was no trace of the hundreds of blade beasts that had attacked it.

Inside the nursery center surrounded by wheat fields, a group of children were doing health exercises under the guidance of the nursery staff.

Wang Daochang's mood suddenly improved.

He held the balcony railing, admired the scenery in front of him, took out the new communicator, took a blurry photo, and sent it to the only group chat.

About a few minutes later, a reply popped up.

Zhou Zhengde sent a photo of a dark single room in a military prison, with a bitter emoji.

Wang Jixuan almost laughed out loud.

Wait, this guy can use the communicator in prison?

As expected of a young master!

— Little Zhou went to jail to continue detaining the two B-level psionicists, which involved a confrontation between the D5 Joint Defense Force and the City of Psionics.

Wang Daochang understood this very well.

As long as the 'Demon Breaking Dagger' can be popularized, the Defense Force will have the confidence to confront the Thirteenth Institute.

This also poses a huge risk for him... Once the Demon Breaking Dagger and the Rhombus Child Greatsword fall into the hands of the Thirteenth Institute, the Thirteenth Institute will most likely go crazy and send a bunch of experts to search for his whereabouts.

This is a direct challenge to the Thirteenth Institute's 'exclusive psionic development rights'.

Risks and opportunities often coexist.

What really made Wang Jixuan feel pressured was not the Thirteenth Institute, but...

The light pillars of those powerful blade beasts.

Twelve golden light pillars could almost illuminate the deep starry sky;

And those light pillars of different colors and sizes were densely distributed on the earth;

The young king worm they had painstakingly killed this time could only be regarded as a middle-to-lower level existence in these light pillars...

This is the real enemy.

Ding—

Wang Jixuan suddenly heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

He groaned in pain, his forehead seemed to explode again, his soul was trembling, and his Qi sea was spinning rapidly.

Good家伙, the aftermath of the demonic power backlash is so great?

A wave of dizziness struck, Wang Jixuan supported the balcony railing and quickly tapped the acupoints on his body.

At this moment, a young girl in a pleated skirt passed by outside the door. After she walked past, she blinked, tiptoed closer to the open door, put her hands behind her back, slowly poked her head in, her ear-length short hair swaying slightly, staring at the figure standing on the balcony.

New neighbor?

Should I say hello?

'This is a great exercise opportunity, the new neighbor seems to be a young man...'

'Yeah! Gao Huating, Gao Huating, you must try to communicate with the opposite sex! In a few months, genetic matching will begin. If you enter marriage through genetic matching instead of marrying because of free love, you will be looked down upon for the rest of your life!'

'Come on!'

The girl pursed her lips, stood up straight, took a deep breath.

She bravely took a step forward, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and a nursery teacher's professional gentle fake smile appeared on her flower-like face. In a voice as thin as a mosquito, as if she had inhaled inert gas, she greeted:

"Hello, I am your neighbor on the right hand side, can I get to know you? My name is Gao..."

On the balcony, Wang Daochang pointed his sword finger at his esophagus and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Phew! Much better!

Huh? Someone at the door? Neighbor on the right hand side?

Wang Jixuan turned around alertly, and what caught his eye was a slender but exquisitely shaped young girl with refreshing ear-length short hair, and the cherry mouth on her cute face seemed to have the texture of jelly.

He seemed to have seen this girl somewhere before?

He remembered, the nursery center, the school bus, one of the two female teachers protecting the children.

It's just... her eyes seem a little dull, staring blankly at the blood stains on the ground.

"Cough," Wang Daochang said, "I'm injured, sorry, did I scare you?"

"I'm dizzy when I see red blood... Don't mind me..."

The girl forced a smile, rolled her eyes, and slowly collapsed, fainting outside the door frame.

"Hey!"