Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 268 - 144: Raising the Butcher’s Knife [Seeking Monthly Votes] _2

Chapter 268: Chapter 144: Raising the Butcher’s Knife [Seeking Monthly Votes] _2

Lingtong asked, "Will there be a risk of exposure?"

"It’s fine, I’ll just move around with Uncle Tai’s face," Wang Jixuan said as he began to press Lingtong’s shoulders.

Deep Sea wanted to speak but hesitated...

He too wished to press somewhere else; his head was nearly rubbed bald!

However, Deep Sea closed his eyes and sighed softly, murmuring "thank you" in his heart without making any requests.

That part of his wife could be saved, thanks much to Wang Zheng.

Although there was a slight deviation in the form, Deep Sea was determined to repay this favor.

Ms. Wan began to introduce information about the twelve highest-ranking military officers at the D5 combat zone headquarters, those who were Wang Jixuan’s targets for the Soul Search.

Fu Jian had ordered Lingtong, Deep Sea, and their logistic teams to assist Wang Zheng in the investigation.

Soul Searching was something that could only be discussed in private, not openly.

Among these twelve people, Wang Jixuan found a very familiar name.

Black Shell, the identity Fu Jian once assumed, Lingtong’s biological grandfather, also a Second Generation Half-human Mecha, a war hero, and a retired pilot of the Horror Mecha.

"Then I’ll start with him."

Wang Jixuan muttered to himself:

"This old general must be the most trusted by Xiao Fu, with a very low probability of defection. Starting with him will also reassure Xiao Fu."

"By the way," Lingtong asked, "the materials you wanted me to collect, I have almost gathered them. Do you need them now?"

"So soon? Didn’t you say to collect them secretly?"

"Oh my!"

Ms. Wan chuckled at the side:

"Our commander is running around, flying three thousand kilometers a day, even entering mines to collect..."

Lingtong simply said, "Ms. Wan, go pilot the plane."

"Yes, Commander," Ms. Wan hurriedly scurried away.

"Thanks," Wang Jixuan said, placing his palm on Lingtong’s back, infusing a cool stream of Qi along her mechanical spine.

Lingtong closed her eyes comfortably, her pretty face showing a sense of peace and relaxation.

Seeing this, Deep Sea, still being massaged on the scalp, wrinkled his brow and pursed his lips again, not sure how to comment.

—In fact, it was because Deep Sea had longer years of combat, and more serious blockages in the brain, which Master Wang was focusing on resolving.

Putting personal pleasure before friendship was not what a righteous Cultivator should do.

...

These twelve senior officers were involved in various aspects such as war command of the D5 combat zone, local combat zone supervision, logistics, Half-human Mecha Army, and technology development.

They were all Fu Jian’s right-hand men.

But the details of the ’Spirit Cultivator and Black Storm’ connection, as well as the ’human-blade negotiation’ that took place outside Fortress 82, were only known to Fu Jian and these twelve people.

The Six Elders of Spiritual Ability City learned the details of the negotiation and ’accidentally’ revealed them at an internal meeting of the Dominion Faction.

Was this not clear evidence that there was a mole among these twelve D5 Elder Generals?

Fu Jian was tormented, but as an experienced marshal, he would not let personal emotions cloud his judgment. His orders to Wang Jixuan were decisive: eliminate a mole whenever one is found, even if it meant killing half of the twelve people to show no tolerance.

D5 had a rich reserve of military talent, ready to replace them with their deputies at any time.

Of course, Fu Jian also conveyed some other views through Ms. Wan.

Minor errors, without betraying the fundamental stance, were not to be pursued;

Violations of law during non-war times, with clear personal fault but without causing loss of more than one person, not betraying the fundamental stance, warranted a warning or early retirement;

Those who had not betrayed the fundamental stance but whose crimes were too severe would be prosecuted in a separate case.

If Master Wang had just arrived in this world, he probably would not care about the rules set by Fu Jian and would directly pinch the soul of anyone he disliked.

But now, his perspective had shifted.

This time, he only wanted to do what he could: soul search, check memories, identify the mole, and truthfully record the errors in the memories of these twelve high-ranking officers.

What Fu Jian did with that information was none of his concern.

When the transport arrived near the General Command Center’s airport, Wang Jixuan had already finished disguising himself, putting on a white coat over a gray mechanic’s uniform,

Lingtong personally applied a nano mask on him, which self-adjusted to reveal Uncle Tai’s face.

"Not bad."

Daoist Wang stroked his chin.

Lingtong had already changed into a camouflage military uniform, her lithe figure standing proudly erect, and her ponytail was now free of any superfluous accessories.

"How long will it take to complete?" Lingtong asked softly.

"If it’s fast, a few hours should be enough," said Wang Jixuan, "Do you want me to meet with the Commander?"

"Better not, senior engineers don’t have the qualifications to meet directly with the Commander. Is there something you need to convey?"

"Nothing much, just thought that since I’m on his turf, I should say hello."

Wang Jixuan gently closed his eyes, and his Spiritual Sense slowly spread out. With him as the central point, the spherical space with a radius of one kilometer became clear in his mind.

Man, it’s so refreshing not to have an array that blocks Spiritual Sense!

The airport was still some distance from the General Headquarters’ district, and Wang Jixuan had glimpsed just the tip of the iceberg...

The tip of the iceberg of a massive underground fortress!

The General Headquarters was built on a cliff that was easy to defend but hard to attack, appearing from the surface as just an ’unpretentious’ urban area with a few iconic concrete buildings.

The average elevation here was over a thousand meters, with steep cliffs on both sides.

But the entire cliff had been hollowed out, inside it was a super-firepower fortress, and extremely precise mechanical structures were visible everywhere.

As Wang Jixuan’s Spiritual Sense swept across, he initially identified cannon barrels, missile silos, and catapults that were...

Too numerous to count!

If he stood at the edge of the cliff and looked outward, he could also see ’meteorite craters’ dotting the desert ahead.

They were proof of the countless epic battles that had raged here!

Below the super-firepower fortress, Wang Jixuan could faintly make out a vast underground city. Compared to this, Fortress 76 was just like a county town to a capital city.

’Only the appearance of a Pillar Level Blade Beast could hold a hope of breaching this place, right?’

Wang Jixuan retracted his Spiritual Sense and chose not to look further, to avoid being distracted by the desire to practice spiritual cultivation here.

’Still, I hope there won’t be any battles here.’

An off-road vehicle rolled out of the cargo plane’s rear. Lingtong, Deep Sea, and Mu Dan, along with Ms. Wan and ’Uncle Tai,’ all dressed in military uniforms, hurriedly headed to the D5 Command Building.

Their reason for coming here was well-grounded—they were to give a simple report on the development of the Biological Mecha and apply for more research resources.

In addition, Fu Jian had sent out a notice a day in advance:

[The new instrument for detecting Brain-eating Worms has passed the most stringent tests. Senior officers of the General Command Center will undergo a preliminary screening. Please enter the designated medical rooms for scanning as notified later.]

Fu Jian had already laid the stage for Wang Jixuan’s upcoming performance.

There was a considerable distance from the airport to the General Command Center, and with nothing better to do, Wang Jixuan took a piece of paper and started sketching.

Lingtong cocked her head and asked, "What are you drawing?"

"A flying sword, the coolest weapon."

"Why is there a glass bead next to the sword?"

"This is not a glass bead," Daoist Wang couldn’t help but chuckle, "This is another form of the flying sword. Those precious materials you’ve been gathering are meant for this."

Lingtong whispered, "Actually, the Ling Sword is already very useful; we don’t need to put much effort into it. Our main combat strategy still relies on the Destruction Cannon."

"This is for my own use," Wang Jixuan said casually, but he regretted it as soon as the words came out.

His comment was a bit too straightforward.

He quickly changed the topic: "Isn’t Red Snake working on a Mecha shell?"

"Yes," Lingtong nodded gently, "Our current idea is to install an oversized X armor on it to significantly enhance its mobility and defensive capabilities."

"That’s great," laughed Wang Jixuan, "Once we have enough materials and I have the ability, I’ll create a spear that can draw on its own Spiritual Energy, so it can go and challenge King-level Blade Beasts."

"That’s a fantastic idea, I’ll have Ms. Wan note it down right away."

Wang Jixuan reminded, "As for the patent fees, please pay with the Crystal Cores of King-level Blade Beasts."

The group, along with a mechanical maid, each gave a wry smile.

Lingtong’s lips curved into a rather attractive angle.

They were nearing the checkpoint. Wang Jixuan signaled to Lingtong, infused his voice with Qi to modulate its tone, and turned to discuss some Biological Mecha research with Ms. Wan.

The super fortress was still asleep in the early morning;

Yet the Cultivator’s blade had already arrived.