Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 405 - 194: First Hearing of the Apocalypse Agreement [Requesting Monthly Tickets]_2

Chapter 405: Chapter 194: First Hearing of the Apocalypse Agreement [Requesting Monthly Tickets]_2

Gao Huating hummed lightly:

"That’s right, I’ve been having dreams lately, where I can fly around in them. I don’t know what’s going on, and... didn’t I mention that I have a neighbor? Lately, I seem to occasionally see some glowing little things floating around in his house..."

The agent sister chuckled, "Your neighbor is quite handsome, isn’t he?"

"Uh, if you’re talking about handsome..."

Gao Huating’s mind conjured up the face of Wang Zheng.

A bit delicate, a bit composed, his facial features weren’t rugged, nor did they match Gao Huating’s ideal type of a tough guy, yet he was indeed handsome, and he had an indescribable charisma.

"Indeed, he is."

"That’s normal, you’re going to be twenty-five soon, Huating."

The agent sister muttered:

"At your age, I had already dated three or four boyfriends, and you haven’t had one. This is just a bit of hormone secretion inducing pubescent fantasies.

"Your puberty is just a bit too long."

Gao Huating’s pretty face flushed red as she mumbled, "That’s not true, I’m sure I can work hard to get a partner before the Fortress assigns one."

"Following the Fortress’s big data matchmaking is pretty good too, my husband was assigned by the organization, and our personalities match really well."

The agent sister laughed, "Get some rest. If there are any issues, contact me directly. I’m a cadre in our Fortress’s propaganda department after all. Though I don’t have much authority, I know a lot of people."

Gao Huating gave a dry laugh, hung up the communication, and lay there, continuing to space out.

She looked up at the energy-saving lamp on the ceiling and raised her small hand towards the lampshade.

There was an absent moment when she seemed to see a sky filled with burning clouds, some debris floating in the depth of the sky, and she gripped the lyre in her hand, nervous and bewildered...

When she tried to look more closely, those illusions quietly vanished, her focal point scattered and refocused, and it was still the ceiling.

"Another illusion..."

Gao Huating’s small hand fell limply down, covering her upper body, and she gently pressed down.

’Why won’t it develop properly.’

’Do I need to exercise regularly for a long time to get a figure like the maid sister next door?’

She pondered in distress, unable to firm up her resolve to exercise, and soon she drifted off to sleep.

Ding-a-ling!

The 7:30 p.m. alarm rang punctually.

Gao Huating sprang up energetically, glanced at the time, and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up and change, hastily putting on underwear and a pair of sport shorts.

—After all, she was doing a voice broadcast, not a TV live broadcast; it didn’t matter if her appearance was a bit messy.

Gao Huating tidied up her hair, grabbed her keys, opened the door, and was about to rush out when she was faced with a wall.

This was a tall and burly figure.

Gao Huating was about to collide with it when a large mechanical hand firmly pressed on her arm, keeping her in place.

"Sorry! Huh?"

Gao Huating’s almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened in surprise as she looked at the face in front of her, one she had seen countless times on promotional posters.

The pitch-black mechanical body, the neck edged with simulated skin, that aged but resolute, determined, never-backing-down mechanical face, with the left mechanical eye and the intact right eye creating a bizarre sense of harmony.

"Commander, Commander-in-Chief?!"

"Hmm," Fu Jian nodded slightly with a squeezed-out smile, "Keep it a secret."

"Yes, yes!"

Gao Huating’s legs felt weak, and she became dizzy. Her brain made a snap decision, and she saluted as a young league member would, before quickly heading down the corridor, breaking into a run after two steps.

Fu Jian smiled wryly.

An individual with all healthy human metrics.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him: "Wang Zheng, it’s me."

Wang Jixuan, who was in meditation, opened his eyes and glanced at the corner, where Mu Dan tilted her head in curiosity.

Fu Jian had come over using the invisibility system, so even Mu Dan couldn’t detect his presence.

...

At dusk, on the concrete road through the wheat fields.

Fu Jian walked slowly with his hands clasped behind him, while Wang Jixuan kept his hands in his coat pockets, observing the Fortress with his Spiritual Sense, his mind drifting elsewhere.

After half a minute of walking, Wang Jixuan took the initiative to ask:

"Uncle Hei, Commander, Comrade Lao Fu, did you call me out just to take a walk?"

"No," Fu Jian pondered for a moment before saying, "I’m thinking about a problem."

"What problem?"

"What kind of honor or reward should I give you to make you commit to serving humanity with all your heart."

"You really don’t mince words."

Wang Jixuan chuckled:

"Don’t worry about it. Since I’m taking the Crystal Core from you, I’ll naturally help you clear the enemy.

Besides, I’m also human. The threat of the Blade Beasts, the rebellion in Spiritual Ability City, once I’m stronger, I will resolve it myself."

Fu Jian said, "I don’t doubt your character, it’s just... more people should know about your contribution."

"Why?" Wang Jixuan countered.

"Clear rewards and punishments are the foundation of the order of rule, minimizing the dark parts of the order as much as possible, can extend the life of the order as much as possible."

Fu Jian laughed softly, speaking nonchalantly:

"Due to the tremendous pressure given by the Blade Beasts, the dark parts within the battlezone-fortress order system are squeezed to the maximum, just like bubbles.

Thus, you can feel that although there are corrupt behaviors within the fortress, like some middle-level officials indulging in pleasures on the 46th floor, overall, most corrupt officials don’t dare to abuse their power, don’t dare to embezzle the main resources, they only scrape some odds and ends."

Wang Jixuan nodded, "So, you’ve come to give me a crash course?"

"No, I have other matters, just wanted to ask you en passant... do you want recognition? I can award some medals to Black Storm, artificially create a god."

"No need."

Wang Jixuan chuckled:

"Rather than that, just give me more resources instead, Crystal Cores, special ores, aged herbs and plants, I have great use for them."

"We need a strong role model."

"Just randomly pick one from the Half-human Mechas. Anyway, ordinary people don’t know the difference between one Half-human Mecha and another."

Wang Jixuan countered:

"Speaking of which, I’m also a bit puzzled, why is the Second Generation so much stronger than the latest models?"

"It’s the three core parts."

Fu Jian lightly raised his eyebrows:

"The First Generation Half-human Mecha and the Second Generation Half-human Mecha, almost all are equipped with the top-level Micro Nuclear Reactor, Destruction Cannon, and power systems. This has requirements for one’s own degree of modification; the minimum is 86%, with most body organs replaced."

"Your Mu Dan and the Maid Group, their core three parts are on par with the Second Generation Half-human Mecha, but the energy total is less, not having enough weapon systems equipped.

Lingtong and the others, they use the youthful version of the three parts, so their strength limit is far lower than the modified bodies with 90% modifications."

"So, this time, Wang Zheng, the contribution you’ve made is just too immense. The appearance of the He Yuan Pill has suddenly added eight Terrifying Mecha Drivers to us."

"That’s good," Wang Jixuan laughed, "I can live even more comfortably."

"But those currently active..."

"Don’t worry, I keep my word, I’ll start Alchemy tomorrow."

Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "That’s good, what do you plan to do about the Beast Speaker? I will fully cooperate."

"That’s your job, Commander, to formulate strategies and plans."

Wang Jixuan’s expression became more serious:

"All I can say is lock onto his trail as fast as possible and if conditions allow, initiate the attack as soon as possible. Time waits for no one, the sooner the better!"

"Okay, I’ve already unsealed three Horror Mechas that were stored away due to a lack of drivers."

Fu Jian said:

"If you agree, I’d like to directly promote your Seven Star Sword Formation technique among the Half-human Mecha troops, letting Lingtong become the main instructor, to increase her prestige."

"Start the promotion immediately."

Wang Jixuan was even more aggressive:

"Don’t you have many Mechanical Bodies? Can’t you just directly load Mu Dan and their Sword Formation program into the Mechanical Bodies?"

"That would be very dangerous."

Fu Jian simply said:

"If seven advanced autonomous Mechanical Bodies could kill a solitary Half-human Mecha, the power balance between us and the autonomous Mechanical Bodies would be completely upset.

The story between the Blade Beasts and the Spirit Cultivator civilization serves as a good reminder.

Of course, if the flame of human civilization is extinguished, then the doomsday protocol I’ve set for all Mechanical Bodies will immediately activate."

"Doomsday protocol? Lao Fu, don’t tell me you’re planning to blow up a planet?"

"Not to that extent," Fu Jian smiled, "but a planet without humanity, for humans, also loses its meaning."

Wang Jixuan was momentarily speechless.

"I was thinking of having another chat with No.4 wall, what do you think?"

Fu Jian said gravely:

"That’s mainly why I hurried over.

The Blade Beasts have begun advancing into Spiritual Ability Users, the existence of the Beast Speaker should be able to threaten that bastard No.4.

He’s just a loser, he has no right to negotiate terms with us."