Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 286 - 151 The Mildly Stable Dark Lord

Chapter 286: Chapter 151 The Mildly Stable Dark Lord

"Dating? Well, of course it’s...uh...this..."

Mu Dan lifted her left hand to her right elbow and pinched her cheek with her right hand, seriously searching through the database.

Then she quickly said:

"According to the database’s definition of dating, it’s generally necessary to differentiate the level."

"Light level would be two people with a good impression of each other agreeing to meet and engage in appropriate interactions to foster their feelings for one another."

"Moderate level refers to a rendezvous, which is when lovers meet accompanied by the intertwinement of desire."

"Intense level can represent some actions that are prohibited by law, and since such information is banned from dissemination, Mu Dan cannot share them with you."

"But Mu Dan’s Mechanical Soul can confirm that your date with Commander Ling Tong should be light level, with a transition towards moderate level."

Wang Jixuan chuckled and scolded, "Your response is completely off the mark. I’m asking what should we do? Take a walk, find a place to eat, or perhaps... go to the library to read books, or sit under a tree to enjoy the cool air while discussing how to become stronger?"

Mu Dan expressed her surprise with a hint of awe, "Commander, is this your first date?"

"In the past, I had some, sort of, probably."

Daoist’s mind drifted through scenes under the Peach Blossom Forest, sipping wine and playing the zither, through debates sitting behind the railing of the Scripture Pavilion’s attic, and then it traveled beyond...

He smiled and rejected his senior sister’s kindness, avoided his junior sister’s expectant eyes, and turned to gaze at the cold cave walls instead.

The heart dedicated to the Dao had never wavered.

However, the failure to face the Heavenly Tribulation last time had forced Wang Jixuan to examine himself, wondering whether his somewhat mad pursuit of the Immortal Road ran counter to the very essence of Cultivation.

A man lives a life, just as grass and trees live through the fall.

Obsession brings delusion, preventing one from finding true nature.

"Then I kind of know... I’ll rest for a bit. Later, could you send a message to Ling Tong for me, asking if she wants to have dinner together?"

"When exactly should I send this message later?"

"Within the two to one and a half hours before dinner. Don’t be too deliberate, keep the tone casual, not letting anyone think I have any ulterior motives."

"Understood!"

...

"I should take the initiative to ask Wang Zheng out?"

Lingtong, who was inspecting her mechanical arm, looked puzzledly at Ms. Wan.

"Is that appropriate? With so much happening recently, there are still threats from Spiritual Ability Users and Blade Beasts outside."

"What’s inappropriate about it?"

Ms. Wan, adorned in a white coat and her hair done up in a homely style, was checking data and replied offhand:

"Are you just going to continue this ambiguous relationship with Wang Zheng?

"If it were peacetime, you could remain ambiguous for several years and it wouldn’t matter—it’s a once-in-a-lifetime youthful, bewildered experience."

"But please, this is the Fortress Era, when no one knows if they’ll see tomorrow’s sun. Just not indulging in desires is already very good and lawful behavior for a kind child."

"If you don’t enjoy love now, do you want to wait until you’re on the brink of death with your life flashing before your eyes to regret it?"

Lingtong, lacking an arm, couldn’t perform many actions, so she turned her head away.

She whispered softly, "The situation is still too tense, everyone is actively preparing for war and production."

"Elite fighting forces aren’t involved in production."

Ms. Wan watched Lingtong with a smile:

"And besides, this is just a date, a chance to enjoy a beautiful evening for some emotional comfort... As your chief mental health counselor, considering your current mental stress, I’ve given you this sensible advice."

Lingtong pursed her lips in contemplation.

Even without makeup, her skin, delicate enough to break at the blow of a breath, was incredibly tempting. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly with a hesitant allure, and her usual determination and strength seemed now to dissolve into a pool of autumn waters.

"Then how should I ask him out in a way that seems proper?"

"Good, my young and beautiful commander, you’ve finally taken this step."

Ms. Wan playfully blinked her left eye:

"Don’t rush, you have so much to learn. Let me finish my work, and then I’ll give you a systematic training session."

Lingtong reminded her, "I’ve read a lot of novels, romance novels."

Ms. Wan let out a snort of laughter, "The more a romance novel resonates with readers, the less likely its creator has rich experience in love. With less experience, they can fantasize more. They still have aspirations, while authors who have experienced long-term relationships usually end up writing about the troubles and complaints that arise from cohabitation after the fervor of love settles."

"Well, alright then," Lingtong shrugged, "I’ll take a rest and gather my spirits."

"See you in two hours, I’ll help you get ready properly."

Ms. Wan took out a Communicator and secretly sent a heart gesture to Mu Dan, who responded with a thumbs-up.

Wingman operation, a great success!

It was four-thirty in the afternoon.

Wang Jixuan woke up from his nap and sat in front of the mirror to meditate. Mu Dan scurried about, preparing the clothes her exclusive officer would wear later.

She suggested he should just wear formal attire, like a Zhongshan suit or a Western suit.

Wang Jixuan, however, advocated for something more casual and relaxing.

On the other side, Lingtong, with her mechanical arm reattached, was being dragged by Ms. Wan to try on clothes she would never usually wear, like a camisole dress and high heels, and was also experimenting with some cuter hairstyles.

To Lingtong, twin ponytails seemed too lively, an updo too mature, and although straight black hair was the most pleasing, it was also the hardest to match.

This was the conundrum that puzzled the Battle Girl skilled in combat.

Meanwhile.

A small ground Shuttle silently arrived near Fortress number 76 in the Middle Ages Basin, following the paths left by the activities of the Blade Beasts.

...

Inside the narrow cabin of the Shuttle.

Xing Dian looked at the monitor in front of him. A "mistaken" Spiritual Ability User, bound in black bandages and nearing death, was carefully being moved out of the nutrition transport.