Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 148 - 96 Commander’s Confusion

Chapter 148: Chapter 96 Commander’s Confusion

A single girl like her, Daoist Wang couldn’t just bring her into his own room.

There’s a principle Wang Jixuan has always adhered to: no casual physical contact between men and women.

Note: Forced contact doesn’t count.

After weighing his options, Wang Jixuan could only move a folding chair out of his room, wiped it down briefly, and then, murmuring an apology in his heart, he grabbed the girl by the neck, hoisted her up, and placed her on the chair to let her faint at the door a little longer.

Just as Wang Jixuan started cleaning up his room, Zheng Shiduo from downstairs strolled over with his hands behind his back.

This guy froze when he saw the scene at the door, then gave Daoist Wang an ’wow’ look.

Zheng Shiduo made faces and said, "Little Zheng Zheng, you’re naughty."

"Neighbor, she fainted from blood, has nothing to do with me, don’t spread rumors," Wang Jixuan glared at Zheng Shiduo:

"Why are you not resting in the dorm? Don’t you have to fight underground later?"

Zheng Shiduo spread his hands and shrugged: "Since Red Snake and Deep Sea have gone down, I’ve got to stay here to protect you and Wu Man... Although I’m not entirely sure who’s protecting whom between us."

Wang Jixuan sighed: "Obviously, you’re protecting me; my injuries are pretty severe."

"Come on!" Zheng Shiduo clapped his hands, "Let me make the bed for the big boss!"

"Stop! Stand there!"

Daoist Wang’s voice suddenly rose a few degrees as he glared at Zheng Shiduo and scolded:

"Don’t touch my sheets! I don’t want to have to spend my General Quota to change bedding later!"

Zheng Shiduo sniffled, looking aggrieved as he muttered, "That’s gender discrimination! I can be very domestic too, you know."

"Don’t make me kick you in this beautiful scenery."

"Alright! You’re busy then!"

Zheng Shiduo laughed heartily and scampered away.

Daoist Wang shook his head, once again worrying that Zheng Shiduo would be a bad influence on Wu Man.

However, Wu Man was also emotionally traumatized, so leaving Wan Xiaoqi alone with Wu Man might make Wu Man uncomfortable; indeed, Wu Man seemed more relaxed with Zheng Shiduo.

Zheng Shiduo might be a bit eccentric, but he was reliable when it came to serious matters.

Wu Man was considered to have strategic significance in the eyes of the military.

If all else fails... well, Daoist Wang had to admit he really couldn’t understand Zheng Shiduo’s preference for being passive...

Glancing at the short-haired girl still slumping unconscious in the chair, Wang Jixuan shook his head and continued to busy himself with housework.

By the time he was almost done, the girl had woken up.

She hid by the door, only her eyes showing, and called out in a squeezed, slightly high-pitched voice due to nervousness, "Um, that..."

"Hmm?"

A smiling Daoist Wang, wearing sleeves, turned around and said:

"It’s okay, no need to thank me."

"Thank you... Let me bring the chair inside for you..."

"No need, no need, I’ll handle it myself; you go back and rest," Daoist Wang politely refused with a smile, "Since we’re neighbors, please take care of me later on."

"Okay, alright! I’m going back now, thank you! Sorry for the trouble!"

The girl murmured softly and quickly ran back to her own dorm.

Daoist Wang soon heard two thuds, one was her slamming the door with force, and the other seemed like she hit something.

Since the girl next door lived, Wang Jixuan deliberately allowed his Spiritual Sense to bypass her area to avoid intruding on her privacy.

——Many young girls lived in this building; most Nannies were female.

Wang Jixuan carried the folding chair back in for a quick clean, closed the room door, and prepared to meditate comfortably in front of the balcony.

The source of light here was from genuine natural lighting, and later he could also appropriately absorb some of the intense heavenly Qi to burn away the Demonic Qi inside his body.

Just as he had arranged the space, the Communicator started trembling lightly.

Lingtong had sent a photo.

A group of researchers in white coats were huddled together, discussing how to repair Lingtong’s mechanical arm;

At this moment, Lingtong was very relaxed, her waterfall-like black hair draping loosely, cutely nestling in a basket chair, her unmade-up face looking delicate, her slender and perfectly round legs accentuated by the tight jeans, and with two slender bionic arms, she held a romance novel, her head bent as if she was studiously learning.

Who took this photo?

[Lingtong: Shh, I’m Ms. Wan. Here’s a precious photo of our Tongtong, please check it.]

Daoist Wang almost laughed out loud.

[Wang Zheng: Captain Zhou is also in the group.]

[Lingtong: Don’t worry, Mr. Zhou is selectively blind... The commander is looking at me, I’ll just use some magic to delete the history.]

[Zhou Zhengde: Family, who understands, oh, going blind with nearly 800 degrees of myopia and not wearing glasses after getting imprisoned!]

Wang Jixuan’s fingers slid across the communicator, staring at the photo, somewhat lost in thought.

He was pondering whether Red Dust Heart Refining should include marriage as an option.

One worry was, emotional tribulations were a significant source of inner demons, many gifted forebears in the Cultivation World were bogged down by these tribulations.

Dating doesn’t always stay sweet, it involves quarrels, disagreements, which would affect one’s emotions.

Another difficulty was that he had to wait until after the Golden Core stage to... cough, if you know what I mean... he was also uncertain when he could reach Golden Core in an environment with scant Spiritual Energy, and if it took ten or eight years, was he expected to demand pure platonic love from a girl in the meantime?

In the Cultivation World, Daoist couples date, see confidants, and cuddle infrequently, sometimes only every few years, and it suddenly doesn’t seem to be a problem.

But in this world, under the pressure of existential threats, everyone is quite eager...

’Stop with the wild thoughts, who knows what the future holds.’

Go with the flow without force, do as one pleases without overstepping, then it’s truly cultivating the heart.

Daoist Wang took a deep breath, silently recited the calming mind formula, and quickly began his meditation.