Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 543 - 248: About to Defect_2

Chapter 543: Chapter 248: About to Defect_2

A few minutes later, the sound of the acoustic guitar strumming quietly blossomed at her fingertips.

She began trying to find the feeling, looking up at the corner.

Wang Jixuan was leaning against the wall, clutching a communicator that had somehow appeared in his hand, busily typing away without paying attention to her.

Gao Huating let out a slight breath of relief, feeling much more at ease.

She cleared her throat and sang the song that needed to be recorded today, her voice accompanied by music reverberating in the small space.

Master Wang raised an eyebrow.

Her mental state was indeed much steadier;

How in the world did she accomplish this?

Gao Huating quickly got into the groove, her facial expressions reflecting joy and sorrow with the music.

Wang Jixuan seized the opportunity to disperse a trace of Spiritual Sense, carefully wrapping it around Gao Huating to meticulously feel and comprehend the inexplicable Daoist charm.

The more he understood, the more Wang Jixuan felt...

It seems, matters related to Spirit Cultivators aren’t that simple.

——Gao Huating’s anomaly is clearly related to the Spiritual Energy, and the various hints in her dreams make it unlikely she’s from the realm of cultivation. The imagery from her dreams hasn’t been seen by Wang Jixuan, hence it’s most likely related to the Spirit Cultivation Civilization.

Completely unfathomable, highly mysterious.

Wang Jixuan pretended to be playing with the communicator, listening to the music while pondering deeply.

Half an hour later.

A transport plane slowly descended from the sky, the surface military camp of Fortress No.76 was solemn.

Two burly figures stepped out of the transport plane, one after the other.

...

Xiang Lintian was sure now, he had been thoroughly manipulated by Fu Jian.

But Xiang Lintian didn’t resent this manipulation.

Fu Jian was right.

After using that cigar, Xiang Lintian was completely convinced.

He hadn’t felt this way for many years, his previously somewhat heavy body was now... incomparably light!

He now couldn’t wait to find a King-level Blade Beast and have a fierce fight!

"Lao Fu," Xiang Lintian called out to Fu Jian who was walking ahead, frowning, "Is there anything I need to be aware of later?"

"Don’t be too tense."

Fu Jian looked to the left and right, speaking softly:

"Mind your image, and also your influence, technically he’s my subordinate, you’re here to pay a visit and inspect the work."

"Necessary respect is still needed," Xiang Lintian frowned, "And you said my granddaughter is here too?"

"Yes, follow me."

Fu Jian had already pressed open the elevator door, signaling the guard team to stay in place.

The two old combat bases activated stealth mode, shielding their traces, and calmly entering and exiting the elevator, headed to the sixth floor of the fortress, passed the checkpoint, and proceeded to the seventh floor.

"The defense here is quite strict."

Xiang Lintian glanced around, clicking his tongue:

"Lao Fu, did you intentionally set this up here? The seventh floor has the best view, and the most protective area is given to the infant care center... Haven’t seen any hints of small villas being built."

Fu Jian said gravely, "I have always been principled."

"Alright," Xiang Lintian chuckled awkwardly, "I too have principles, before retirement, after retirement, most things I turn a blind eye because it feels meaningless."

Fu Jian did not say much, leading Xiang Lintian for a tour of the seventh floor.

They first went to Uncle Tai’s workshop.

Fu Jian intentionally showcased, letting Xiang Lintian see the original production line of the Demon-breaking Dagger.

Although there are already over a dozen production lines for the Demon-breaking Dagger, this place is still the center for research and trial production, the production line constantly operational.

Xiang Lintian picked up a Demon-breaking Dagger and examined it carefully.

He could tell its worth, having encountered related intelligence before, but seeing such a cold weapon actually mass-produced, he was still somewhat shocked.

"Lao Fu, how long have these things been in place?"

"Just recently, Wang Zheng led a team to develop them."

"I thought you were hogging resources to this extent."

"Our ambition is to ensure the continuation of civilization, I won’t monopolize with hegemonic thinking, but will gradually promote when the time is right."

Fu Jian didn’t say much more, leading Xiang Lintian to another corner.

Fu Jian naturally knew there were many inconvenient technologies on the second floor of Uncle Tai’s workshop, he merely wanted Xiang Lintian to firmly follow the belief of D5, not specifically flaunting Wang Zheng’s technology.

The two elders went directly to the Stone Plate near Spirit Cultivator No.5.

That was a yet-to-be-used infant care center.

They didn’t approach directly but observed from a distance on a higher point—this place itself had a hidden sentry. Through the sentry’s position, the wall with the stone plate of Spirit Cultivators behind the window could be seen directly.

"That’s the stone plate of Spirit Cultivators?"

Xiang Lintian muttered to himself, searching around with his eyes, soon spotting a young girl.

Xiang Tiantian, specifically the exclusive Spirit Slave of Spirit Cultivator No.5, the young girl once borrowed body by No.5, was chatting and laughing with Wan Xiaoqi upstairs.

They held several baskets, filled with cloth pieces, seemingly discussing how to sew some strange clothes.

Xiang Lintian’s old eyes became clouded, then returned to normal, he lightly sighed, holding the railing silently.

Moments later.

Fu Jian asked, "Not going to greet her?"

"No," Xiang Lintian gave a bitter smile, "I sold her before, now I have no right to show up."

"She’s always wanted to write home, but Wang Zheng didn’t allow it."

Fu Jian said gently:

"Actually, I suggest you meet her. If you think it’s quite nice here, I can arrange for her to enjoy a relaxed and happy life here."

"You too play the hostage game?"

"Not quite," Fu Jian said softly, "D2 needs a thorough purge, inevitably accompanied by unrest and bloodshed, you’re the only fitting candidate, Xiao Xiang... I know you, you are a descendant I’ve watched grow up, especially commendable in combat."

Xiang Lintian did not answer directly.

He said, "Let’s go see Wang Zheng, I want to see this young man personally before making a decision... Isn’t this also what you taught me? Every decision we make affects the lives of millions of humans."

As his words fell, Wang Jixuan’s voice simultaneously echoed in the minds of him and Fu Jian.

"Come to this location, there’s just a small room to chat, and you can listen to music for free."

Fu Jian chuckled awkwardly, "It must be your outdated system exposing your location."

Xiang Lintian looked again at the direction of Spirit Cultivator No.5’s stone plate, his gaze lingered on Xiang Tiantian for a bit, but ultimately focused more on the stone plate.

"Lao Fu, the video from Xing Dian, is it true?"

"Which aspects?"

"The Six Elders opening the starry gate, trying to summon Spirit Cultivators, also drew the Blade Beasts, resulting in subsequent civilization invasion disaster."

"Not confirmed," Fu Jian said. "But history books might write it that way later."

"History is always written by the victors... Alright, now I’m more curious about that young man, your confidence is swelling, Lao Fu."

"Let’s go, I’ll take you there."

Fu Jian turned and left with his hands behind his back.

There aren’t many guests he can play tour guide for, and Xiang Lintian at this moment absolutely counts as one.

...

Xiang Lintian, Fu Jian, and Master Wang are about to meet;

D2 Combined Combat Zone, Xing Dian’s Snow Mountain Base, outskirts of Rainbow Town.

A simple military camp emerged here with numerous equipment stationed in the camp. A giant drilling machine modeled after the chthonian beast was being assembled and tested at this time.

At the center of the camp, a circular pit continuously emitted mechanical buzzing sounds, bringing up several hurried-looking, dust-covered young soldiers by elevator.

The soldiers jumped out before the elevator steadied, and dashed towards a certain direction in the camp.

Each held an alloy box in their hands, seemingly containing something important, but their mundane eyes didn’t recognize the strangeness, not seeing the faint black qi leaking from the box seams.

That was...

Demonic Qi.