"You're going to Fortress 82? That place is practically the Lingneng Capital's stronghold in our area. You're going there... Oh?"
A hint of amusement appeared on the Black Instructor's mechanical face:
"Are you saying you're going there to retaliate against the Lingneng Capital's forces?"
"It's not really retaliation."
Wang Jixuan looked at the final death toll, frozen at '5392,' and said calmly:
"I have no connection to these humans, no right to avenge them."
"I simply witnessed this scene."
"A great demon wreaked havoc, and the masses died tragically."
"Now, my strength is limited, and I can't directly confront such a powerful demon. So, I'll start with the smaller demons, acting as a chivalrous hero, slaying monsters and devils, seeking satisfaction and peace."
"Also, precisely because Fortress 82 is their stronghold, we can exploit the 'blind spot.' As long as we're discreet enough, they won't even notice me."
The Black Instructor raised an eyebrow, quietly pondering, or perhaps dealing with other matters.
Soon, the Black Instructor clicked his tongue: "The Lingneng Capital is starting to protest."
"They're protesting?" Wang Jixuan thought he'd misheard.
"Yeah, two As, two Bs, and one C died, and we captured one. They're furious now, threatening to send ten S-level Lingneng users after us."
"Ah?"
Wang Jixuan widened his eyes and asked:
"Then what about the fact that they killed over five thousand people and destroyed an entire camp? Doesn't that count? Just because there's no proof it was them?"
"How do I put this," the Black Instructor said helplessly, "In these bastards' eyes, five thousand ordinary humans aren't as important as one A-level."
Wang Jixuan: ...
"The actual situation is even more ironic. A-level Lingneng users are called powerful individual soldiers who can change the course of battle. In their lifespan, they can usually defeat one or two general-level and sub-king-level Blade Beasts."
The Black Instructor said calmly:
"These Lingneng users are like spoiled giant infants, coddled by the human family. Self-centered, arrogant, and dismissive of everyone."
"Not all Lingneng users are like this. About seventy percent are corrupt, but there are still roughly thirty percent who support the local army and support us. Unfortunately, they've been sidelined or rendered useless."
"Even more unfortunate is that the S-level Lingneng user who attacked today was very cautious. They retreated immediately after retaliating, and our people couldn't catch up."
"The ambush mission led by Shenhai has been completed. Shenhai and the others didn't do so well on the final additional question, so they won't get extra points… Have you finished grading?"
Wang Jixuan was silent.
He lowered his head and scribbled on the form.
The stifling feeling from witnessing the destruction of Outer C District was somewhat alleviated at this moment.
The Black Instructor was focused on tapping the air, handling the follow-up matters.
The semi-human mechs began to disperse and return to defense, while Lingtong and Chichi began to organize the rescue of C District.
Their chat channel became active again.
Half an hour later, a photo appeared above the holographic terrain map, visible to Wang Jixuan.
The photo was somewhat blurry, but it showed a woman in an ink-green evening gown, soaring upwards in the night sky, with text notes beside her.
[S-level Mind Power Lingneng User, codenamed Ink Phoenix, ranked 36th in overall combat power among known S-level Lingneng users, possesses the ability to manipulate the weather, participated in the D2 Military Region's campaign to eliminate the King-level Blade Beast in her early years, coordinating with several A-level Lingneng users to drop massive objects from high altitude, obliterating ground Blade Beast swarms and severely injuring the King-level Blade Beast.]
Ink Phoenix.
Wang Daoshi remembered this demon's name.
The Black Instructor explained simply:
"This guy escaped the dense atmosphere and disappeared without a trace. However, now that she's shown herself, she should continue to handle matters here."
"Shenhai's and others' mission has been changed to interrogating the captured A-level Lingneng user while trying to kill or capture Ink Phoenix."
The Black Instructor looked up and asked:
"As for you, young man, have you made up your mind? Just going to Fortress 82?"
"I've decided."
"Then I'll set the truck's destination and teach you some necessary military knowledge."
The Black Instructor blinked his only fleshy eye:
"You know, I'm an instructor. Instructors do two things: teach and assess."
"I've taught you, and later I'll assess you."
"I'll send you a fun set of armor later."
"Similarly, I'll protect you closely, ensuring you don't fail in a ditch. The more I have to intervene, the lower your assessment score will be."
Although Wang Jixuan didn't want to say it, he couldn't help but ask:
"What do I need your score for? This doesn't seem very important to me."
"You really don't need to worry about that. It's our internal rating."
"Alright, I'll finish filling out this form, then I'll rest for a while. Call me anytime if you need anything, Grandpa Black."
The Black Instructor took out two instruments and aimed them at Wang Jixuan.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Studying why your strength increases over time. It's nothing, you rest. The thing I'm most curious about is that your Lingneng reaction index is slowly increasing. The Lingneng in the air is constantly interacting with you."
Wang Jixuan: ...
Ah, this?
Did he expose the fact that he could cultivate to Lingtong a long time ago, or did this Black Instructor just detect it?
This second-generation semi-human mech is really powerful.
However, in terms of looks, newcomers like Lingtong, who haven't undergone deep modification, are cuter.
Across from Wang Jixuan, the Black Instructor looked down at the form, noticing the rows of '98' scores and the most conspicuous string of '100's given to Lingtong, and a black line appeared on his forehead.
This guy really doesn't hold back.
However, this form can explain a lot of things, analyzing Wang Zheng's mentality, personality, and style of handling things.
'Quite an interesting young man.'
The Black Instructor hummed a dirge that circulated in the military in ancient times, constantly tapping the extremely complex control panel in front of him.
As a second-generation semi-human mech, the affairs he had to handle were not just the ones before him.
The cargo container began to shake constantly.
The transport convoy traveled along the semi-above-ground, semi-underground road, along the edge of the Sari Desert, heading towards Fortress 82.
...
[Xiao Zhou (Studying Hard): I just got the news that Fortress C District was destroyed, and the casualties were quite heavy. Are you guys okay?]
[Lingtong (Combat Power Upgrading): I'm rescuing the injured. You guys chat.]
[Wang Zheng (Hiding): Don't worry about me, I'm hiding outside.]
[Xiao Zhou: That's good… These damned Lingneng users, they really have no humanity left!]
[Wang Zheng: Isn't it said that they're protesting now? The annihilation of the judgment squad, except for the captured one, is also an unbearable loss for them. Don't get too excited, Zhou, fellow inmate.]
[Xiao Zhou: They just can't afford to lose! A bunch of scum! Disgusting! I even want to go steal my grandpa's button now!]
[Wang Zheng: Young man, stay calm.]
[Xiao Zhou: You say that like you're old, you're clearly more than ten years younger than me!]
[Wang Zheng: My dormitory at 76 is reserved for me. This is just a field mission. I'll have to go back to research peacefully later.]
"Research" needs to be translated as "cultivation."
[Xiao Zhou: The dormitory is a small matter. The lab has already started lightning-inducing experiments. There's a war outside, and we're working overtime inside. This lab has already installed a self-destruct device. The experimental data is only synchronized with my grandpa's logistics team.]
[Wang Zheng: If the experiment makes a breakthrough, get some honorary titles for Uncle Tai and Xiao Qi. Uncle Tai likes this kind of empty fame. I don't need it.]
[Xiao Zhou: Uh, you're the technical lead, why don't you need it?]
[Wang Zheng: To brush off one's clothes after the deed is done, and conceal one's merit and fame. - This is the state of mind that I aspire to.]
[Xiao Zhou: No wonder you're the young man I value, calm and collected. I'll go help with remote resource scheduling first. The blood feud with the Lingneng users is another debt added to the list, we must find a chance to settle it with them!]
Wang Jixuan put away the communicator and looked up at the Black Instructor, who was leaning against the cargo container wall with his eyes closed.
The Black Instructor took the initiative to speak: "Speak if you have something to say, I'm letting the brain partitions take turns resting."
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"It's nothing, I'm chatting with a friend," Wang Jixuan asked curiously, "Can brain partitions take turns resting?"
"Requires instrument assistance."
The Black Instructor's mechanical body began to self-check. He opened his eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan:
"Your energy seems to be constantly abundant. Is that very magical?"
"I just took a nap too."
— Referring to seated cultivation.
The Black Instructor nodded, looking Wang Jixuan up and down.
"What's wrong?"
"Lingneng molecules are constantly drilling into your body and being absorbed by your body," the Black Instructor said, "It's a good thing I discovered you first. If those old bastards from the Lingneng Capital had discovered you, they'd probably be willing to pay any price to take you away and dissect you for research."
Wang Daoshi: ...
"Why?"
"They can't solve a problem right now, which is that there's clearly thin Lingneng in the air, but they just can't use it."
The Black Instructor grinned, his mechanical appearance making him look a little terrifying:
"Do you know how the first S-level Lingneng users were born? This is the Lingneng users' top secret."
"Huh?"
"Two A-levels fight together, one A-level dies, and the other A-level is next to them. The A-level obtains a portion of this Lingneng, with a conversion rate of about thirty percent."
The Black Instructor pursed his lips and shrugged:
"The Lingneng Capital's biggest secret is the research into the Lingneng users' advancement."
"They've been researching it for decades and still have no clue, only proposing the hypothesis of Lingneng resonance."
“Then, the City of Psionics began to conduct cloning experiments like crazy. Take Wu Man, the boy you saved, for example. He is a victim of cloning experiments. And the clones of Beast Speakers have another function—to serve as nourishment for the Beast Speakers.
“If an A-level Beast Speaker clone is born, they will be devoured by the Beast Speaker after they have served a certain value, using their equipment.
“The rebellion fifty years ago… the one where six SS-level Psionics tried to control all of humanity… in essence, it was because they wanted enough material to create enough A-level Psionics for them to draw power from, to impact what they believed to be…
“The Realm of Gods.”
Wang Jixuan's mouth twitched violently a few times.
The demonic sects in his hometown, for the most part, wouldn't eat their own disciples! Demonic sects also needed to pass on their legacy!
“Therefore, after our Commander-in-Chief selects a successor, he will immediately press the button to end those six old bastards and disrupt the current structure of the City of Psionics.”
Black Instructor shook his head:
“Those six old bastards are also very clever. They secretly built a huge steel and concrete cover around their residences, about three hundred meters in diameter and extremely thick, precisely to prevent the City of Psionics from being too damaged when a nuclear bomb explodes.”
Wang Jixuan's expression was indescribable: “These old bastards actually have some conscience.”
“Conscience? Hahahaha! You've really misunderstood!”
Black Instructor slapped his thigh and laughed:
“They are reducing the chips in our hands. As long as the nuclear bomb is detonated and the City of Psionics can maintain enough power, it can carry out a full-scale retaliation against D5.
“These six old bastards, plus that button, are a dog leash.
“Otherwise, if we had killed 2A2B, captured 1A3B, including鬃 Xiong and Wei Feng, the City of Psionics wouldn't just be protesting and retaliating in this venting manner.
“All the war zones are watching us.”
Wang Jixuan asked: “Black Instructor, can't you be the successor to the Commander-in-Chief?”
“Actually, I could.”
Black Instructor's expression showed a bit of helplessness:
“But, kid, I'm about to collapse, a collapse of self-awareness. We must find a young person who can withstand the pressure of the City of Psionics and, in turn, restrain the City of Psionics, at most 50 years old.”
Wang Jixuan looked enlightened.
Then it's nothing.
Later, as long as this Old Black treats him well and can gain a little of his favor, then he will get Old Black a magical artifact to soothe and stabilize his soul.
Isn't this a very simple problem?
Although science is fierce, they, who cultivate immortality, also have some unique advantages in the area of souls.
“Get ready to jump off the vehicle.”
Black Instructor slowly stood up, picked up the small chair, and walked to the middle door of the carriage.
“The supply vehicle is on the roadside. This place is already within the expanded range of Fortress 82. I've prepared a set of armor for you to conceal your Black Storm identity.
“Because some corruption has appeared in Fortress 82, the war zone front line has decided to send a 'Special Task Force' to investigate and clean up.
“Before that, I will give you a 48-hour special training to ensure that you meet the combat power indicators of the 'Special Task Force'…
“And won't embarrass me.”
Wang Jixuan carried the large backpack, picked up his chair, and smiled wryly:
“How could I possibly embarrass you, Old Man? Although I can't compare with Ling Tong and the others yet, I also… have some skills.”
Before he could finish speaking, a large hand suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up directly.
“Go!”
Black Instructor leaped forward, landing steadily, his body tilting to the side according to inertia, a pair of mechanical feet seeming to embed themselves into the ground next to him, firm and unmoving.
Not far ahead, a supply vehicle解除了 environment camouflage, and two autonomous robot guards raised their hands in salute.
Black Instructor put Wang Jixuan down.
“Wang Zheng, you have too many things to learn. Two days may not be enough, including reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.”
Wang Jixuan raised his hand to support his forehead.
He, a dignified former Great Ascension Stage cultivator, a Heavenly Tribulation challenger, the little pride of a certain peak in his sect, was actually being carried by the neck like he was the little girl next door!
Utter humiliation!
Very good, then he will let this Old Black see what the light of the righteous path is!
