Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 388 - 187: Effects Beyond the Daoist’s Expectations_2

Chapter 388: Chapter 187: Effects Beyond the Daoist’s Expectations_2

Fu Jian and his colleagues’ excitement far exceeded Wang Jixuan’s expectations.

It seems he would need to focus on refining elixirs for a few days.

Poor Tree Man Beta, he might have to drink a few more tons of nutrition liquid.

As they drove upwards, they once again saw the living conditions of the residents on the 47th and 48th floors.

Zhou Zhengde said breezily:

"Recently, I’ve been working on a plan to move the residents of the Fortress Lower City 76 to Fortress 82. It’s currently vacant and has many facilities left behind.

"After Red Snake moved here, that place has been free from Blade Beast attacks. We can turn it into an agricultural fortress that doesn’t require too many highly skilled technicians."

"In this way, we could settle the residents from the Lower City of the nearby four fortresses."

Shaman muttered, "There are so many fortresses in the human world, what’s the use of just four?"

Tree Man Beta quickly corrected her, "Being able to try and change the current situation is already powerful! Shaman, don’t dampen Captain Zhou’s enthusiasm!"

Shen Qionglin said, "Even so, in ten or twenty years, the Lower City of Fortress 76 will once again be filled with such a scenario."

"Why?" Tree Man Beta was puzzled.

Shen Qionglin calmly explained, "Because of human nature. If there is no lower class, where would the middle and upper classes find their sense of superiority? Social hierarchy is inevitable in human society; with hierarchy comes a sense of superiority, and that sense of superiority will create inertia within the social strata."

Zhou Zhengde shook his head, "That is a fallacy, or it might apply to Spiritual Ability City, but in the major combat zones, the first priority is the survival of the human race."

Shen Qionglin didn’t say much, instead, she turned and looked at Tree Man Beta, asking in a low voice:

"You are somewhat special. Would you like to be my experiment subject? I could try to help you with your Spiritual Awakening."

Beta turned towards Wang Jixuan, seeking help.

Daoist Wang was genuinely conflicted.

If Beta could awaken, he would surely be able to produce better and more Spiritual Medicine.

But...

One should not be too much of a Demon Cultivator;

Pure utilitarianism would lose morality.

"This decision is up to you," Wang Jixuan said warmly, "or, you can discuss it with your captain."

"Ah," Beta nodded honestly, gave Shen Qionglin an apologetic smile, then scooted to the side.

He was a bit afraid of this woman.

The six-seater tour car had just left the oppressive 47th floor when Shaman said excitedly:

"Alright, alright, let’s not be so gloomy, cherish the present! Who knows, maybe tomorrow a meteorite will fall from the sky and annihilate the Blade Beasts just like it did the dinosaurs!

"So... can we go to that bar and dance? I haven’t experienced it yet!"

Zhou Zhengde snapped his fingers, "I’ll arrange it! But, Mr. Wang, you should hurry and make the elixir, it’s really urgent!"

Wang Jixuan frowned and pondered – he wanted to refine elixirs but didn’t have Spiritual Medicine at hand, and he also wanted to broaden his horizons.

Red Dust Heart Refining, after all, one should experience everything.

...

Two o’clock in the afternoon.

In the eastern part of the D5 Combined Combat Zone, at the edge of human-controlled territory.

Fu Jian quickly stepped off the transport plane and headed straight for the elevator. Greeted and surrounded by several generals, he entered the military fortress.

He was holding a He Yuan Pill in his hand.

This was one of the three He Yuan Pills Wang Jixuan refined in the morning. It had already been delivered to Fu Jian, and Mu Dan had carefully explained the instructions for use.

The He Yuan Pill could restore the aging brain of a half-human mecha to health.

Moreover, because living elderly half-human mechas had fewer bodily organs, the pill’s effectiveness was many times stronger than in normal circumstances.

Wang Jixuan had initially intended for Fu Jian to use one himself and then ’reward’ another Second Generation Half-human Mecha with one.

But Fu Jian, having confirmed he was fine for the near future, did not prioritize his own use; he gave one to a Second Generation mecha on the verge of collapse, and now held the last one in his hand as he arrived at this place.

The elevator descended, reaching the middle layer of the military fortress.

This was a military research institute.

Everywhere researchers, upon seeing the Commander, saluted in respect.

Fu Jian nodded slightly in response, his mechanical face somewhat rigid. He hastened to the innermost room of the institute and found a half-human mecha, fully submerged in a Nutrition Storage.

She was an elderly woman with whitened hair, with more than ninety percent of her body mechanized, leaving only her face, brain, and a few organs.

She seemed to be in a slumber.

Fu Jian handed the He Yuan Pill to a Mechanical Body next to him.

"Operate strictly according to the instructions."

— Compared to humans, a Mechanical Body’s operations would be more precise.

"Yes," the Mechanical Body responded softly. It drained half of the liquid from the nutrition container, opened the chamber door, and slowly and steadily brought the elixir close to the elderly half-human mecha’s forehead, adjusting the orientation of the elixir’s pattern, then lightly tapped on the pill.

The light gold He Yuan Pill began to show fine patterns and quickly dissolved, with a trace of golden light entering the brain of the female half-human mecha.

There was silence all around.

Fu Jian stared at the data on a nearby panel.

A few minutes later, a few data points turned from red to light yellow, and behind Fu Jian, there were two suppressed exclamations of admiration.

"It’s really effective!"

"What’s the principle?"

Half an hour later, two data points turned green; the elderly half-human mecha’s fingers twitched a few times, and her eyelids quivered slightly.

"Commander!"

"Hmm, I see it," Fu Jian spoke in a deep voice, expressionless, but his voice inevitably took on a slightly muffled sound.

"Send them to Wang Zheng," said Fu Jian. He balled his mechanical hand into a fist, then slowly unclenched it, and spoke softly to his confidants behind him: