Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 111 - 77 Cicada Temporarily Sheds its Shell_2

Chapter 111: Chapter 77 Cicada Temporarily Sheds its Shell_2

——According to the regulations, during non-wartime, Spiritual Ability Users must not come too close to the supply station for the Half-human Mechas.

Twenty-five minutes later.

The convoy of Spiritual Ability Users appeared at the Camp in expanded Zone C, reaching Lingtong’s supply station.

To elevate his own status, Level B Spiritual Ability User Uncle Feng, deliberately stood on the roof of the vehicle to negotiate face-to-face with Zhou Zhengde.

Both parties were very restrained in their speech, citing legal provisions throughout.

Uncle Feng insisted that the boy was the property of the Thirteenth Institute, and although Qin Qin could accuse him arbitrarily, the property had to be returned.

Zhou Zhengde, however, claimed steadfastly that they had never had any contact with the boy from the beginning to the end.

Uncle Feng requested to enter the supply station to investigate, but Zhou Zhengde countered with military regulations, leading to an argument that lasted for over ten minutes, which infuriated Uncle Feng so much that he jumped from the vehicle.

Standing behind Zhou Zhengde, the Half-human Mecha Deep Sea winked at Uncle Feng with a smile.

Uncle Feng stated that he could still restrain himself.

Eventually, both sides took a step back, the supply station was temporarily powered down, and everyone came out to use biological detection instruments for scanning.

After much hassle for the better part of half an hour, the Spiritual Ability Users found nothing.

The Flying Device that had left earlier finally drew the attention of the Spiritual Ability Users.

Uncle Feng and the others hurried away immediately.

Zhou Zhengde did not stay long in the expanded Zone C.; instead, he followed the Spiritual Ability Users, took the Half-human Mecha Deep Sea, and returned to the Fortress. He then attempted to block the Fortress’s third layer’s external communication signals.

About an hour and a half later, a message was relayed back into Lingtong’s supply station.

The Flying Device was targeted by an unidentified missile and exploded in mid-air.

Luckily, the two pilots ejected in time and parachuted. A nearby fortress was already starting to rescue them.

Unfortunately, the ’other people’ on the Flying Device met with disaster.

...

Inside Lingtong’s supply station.

Wang Jixuan, Lingtong, Zheng Shiduo, Uncle Tai, and his family, along with the boy who had awakened and was sitting in a wheelchair, watched the accident footage displayed on the projection screen, all with somewhat indescribable expressions.

It was Zheng Shiduo who had been pushing the wheelchair; he had secretly taken the boy away temporarily and hid in the mines on the periphery.

Uncle Tai sighed, "One Flying Device is really expensive; it takes a lot of resources! They really dare to attack!"

"I didn’t expect it would be a missile attack," Wang Jixuan shook his head.

He left unsaid the latter half [The military was indeed heavily infiltrated by the Thirteenth Institute], Daoist Master just didn’t mention it.

Lingtong softly said, "There should be no danger for now. A facial reconstruction device will be sent over later to give him a new face."

Everyone looked at the boy in the wheelchair.

The boy remained calm, still not quite used to being around so many people. He looked pleadingly at Wang Jixuan.

"Is it okay, sir?"

"Okay for what?" Daoist Master was puzzled.

"That is," the boy whispered, "getting a facial reconstruction."

"Up to you," Wang Jixuan said gently, "If you’re unwilling, just express it outright. We also have a type of mask here that can alter one’s appearance through programming."

The boy nodded: "Okay."

Wan Xiaoqi, with her hands behind her back, bent over to scrutinize the boy and muttered quietly, "Are you really a B-level Spiritual Ability User? Aren’t all B-level Spiritual Ability Users super arrogant?"

The boy laughed awkwardly, looked down, and sidestepped to get farther away from Wan Xiaoqi.

From behind, Zheng Shiduo explained, "The kid has some fear of women... He has been in a Nutrition Storage all this time, still not quite adapted to this environment."

"Well then, let’s formally meet!"

Wan Xiaoqi took off her dirty maintenance gloves and extended her pale, thin hand to the boy.

"I’m Wan Xiaoqi! The future number one logistic mechanic of Lingtong’s team! Nice to meet you!"

The boy managed a smile, shook hands with the dirty elder sister, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Zheng Shiduo smiled like an aunt upon seeing this.

The boy turned to Wang Jixuan and asked, "Sir, what should I do next? Do you need me to detect the position of the Blade Beast, or do some other work? During the Fortress Era, everyone must find their own value."

He added, "That’s what the books say."

"Rest," Lingtong simply said, "Stay hidden from the Thirteenth Institute as much as possible; one trick won’t fool them for long."

Zheng Shiduo patted the boy’s shoulder: "This is Lingtong, the person in charge you trust; you should listen to her as well."

Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow.

It depended on the situation, like during a massage session, if he asked Lingtong to lie down, she couldn’t just be on her stomach...

Grr—

Hmm?

Wang Jixuan and the young boy furrowed their brows at the same time, their gazes instinctively turning toward the northwest direction. It was as if they could see through barriers, witnessing a certain scene.

The boy’s eyes developed a pale white conjunctiva.

He murmured, "Caterpillars... King-level larvae, gathering their army... targeting the half-human mecha that entered the wasteland..."

"Red Snake might run into trouble," Wang Jixuan said, looking toward Lingtong.

"Notify her and the scouting team to return immediately, and prepare my gear!"

Lingtong turned and dashed toward her room; she needed to change into a high-load combat suit. Wan Xiaoqi immediately followed her.

"Yes!" Uncle Tai and Ms. Wan responded and immediately got to work.

Zheng Shiduo pointed at the boy and asked, "Do I still have to continue being his nanny?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

"I mean, don’t we have a somewhat more normal nanny around here?"

"Hey! You hurt me!"

Zheng Shiduo, clutching his heart, spoke with a somewhat exaggerated expression:

"He’s just a poor kid, and I still have a market among adults! I’m just a pervert, not sick!"

"Then please continue to take care of him for a while."

Wang Jixuan advised the boy:

"Don’t use your spiritual energy too much. The Thirteenth Institute should have the means to detect spiritual ability users. I’ll craft a bracelet for you later."

"Hmm," the boy seemed hesitant.

Master Wang smiled and said, "It’s good to speak up, boys should be brave in expressing themselves."

"I saw it, some flowers and some grass, and the sky and clouds, and a mine. There were even tracks in the mine... I saw it all!"

He was calm yet excited.

Wang Jixuan almost reached out to pat the boy’s head, but instead said, "In the future, you can look as freely as you want... if everything goes well."

"Sir, can you give me a new name?"

The boy asked softly:

"My previous name was arbitrarily given by them when they involved me in military activities. I’d like to change it along with my appearance."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment.

The boy was awaiting a new life, curious to observe this world, to see the blending of light and dark, to experience the complexity of human hearts, the purity of ideals, and the bittersweetness of life.

Thus, he spoke seriously:

"You are reborn anew, facing the troubled world ahead. I hope you continue to maintain your innocence and your desire to learn, never being sated in your knowledge. How about I give you the name ’Wu Man’?"

"As for your surname, that’s for you to decide."

Zheng Shiduo joked, "Just call him Wu Man then, from the sky ’Wu’, Wu Man, that works."

The boy nodded seriously.

Wang Jixuan smiled and clenched his left fist, extending it toward Wu Man.

Wu Man’s serious face lightened with a hint of a smile, and he lifted his severely malnourished right hand to lightly bump fists with Wang Jixuan.

"Thank you, sir."

"Wait until you’ve really survived the Thirteenth Institute’s pursuit before you thank me."

Master Wang, realizing something, called out to Zheng Shiduo:

"Remember to let him listen to at least three hours of music every day. The songs sung by that underground singer T.E.R. are quite soothing."

Zheng Shiduo muttered under his breath, "We all listen to death metal, that stuff is so dull!"

Master Wang scolded, "I warn you, don’t lead Wu Man astray!"

Wu Man shook his head, smiling.

Suddenly, he cocked his head, listening attentively, and turned his gaze toward the direction of the Fortress itself, pulling on Master Wang’s sleeve.

"Sir."

"What is it?"

"There should be Blade Beasts inside the Fortress, responding to the commands just issued by the Young King Worm... They are Mimic Blade Beasts, and there aren’t many."

The people inside the supply station were all shocked at once.