Why is Aunt Dragonfly here?
Shouldn't she be actively avoiding suspicion at this time?
When Wang Jixuan heard Mudan's report, he signaled Mudan to take the invisibility device and actively meet her, asking Aunt Dragonfly to wait a moment.
The Commander-in-Chief's life extension is only halfway through, so it naturally cannot be abandoned halfway.
Extending Fu Jian's life is actually not easy for the current Wang Daoren.
Generally speaking, extending the life of mortals only requires consuming mana to 'wash their marrow and refine their essence', which can strengthen their bodies, make their bones healthier, and extend their lives, living to a hundred years old is not a problem. Moreover, cultivators in the Gathering Spirit Realm and Returning to Truth Realm can all do this, with the level of cultivation only determining the speed of washing the marrow and refining the essence.
However, Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian's situation is completely different.
Fu Jian's body has almost completely disappeared, with only the brain and a very few organs remaining. The brain is covered with two layers of high-tech film, simulating the biological environment of a human body. There are no acupoints, no meridians, and not even muscles.
This brain has already shown signs of marginal atrophy.
Wang Jixuan did not dare to move Fu Jian's brain randomly, but used his own mana to transform into the most gentle aura, helping Fu Jian to alleviate the aging of the brain.
What can truly be operated on is only the level of the soul.
'Helping the mainstay of the human camp extend his lifespan is not casually manipulating the souls of others.'
Wang Daoren muttered to himself, pinching seals and pointing his fingers, with his sword-finger resting on the top of Fu Jian's head.
Soon, Wang Jixuan frowned tightly, subconsciously taking two steps back.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jian asked.
"Black Lord, there is a very strong baleful aura near your soul…"
A few drops of cold sweat oozed from Wang Jixuan's forehead:
"I was almost hurt by this baleful aura just now."
"Baleful aura?" Fu Jian was somewhat puzzled.
"This is difficult to explain. You can think of it as the resentment of the killed lingering around the soul after someone is killed. Generally speaking, this baleful aura will gradually affect the killer's soul. For example, the killer will have nightmares, and their spirit will gradually weaken… If there is too much baleful aura, it is easy to go crazy."
Wang Jixuan frowned and said:
"Has the Commander-in-Chief killed many people?"
Fu Jian closed his eyes and calmly replied: "Yes, several million, I suppose."
"No wonder they call you the Devil Commander-in-Chief."
Wang Jixuan shook his head, took out more than a dozen talismans and stuck them on his body, and walked back again.
"Try to relax as much as possible. I need to check the state of your soul first, and then try to help you extend your life."
"Just do your best. Do I need to put myself to sleep?"
"If it's convenient."
Fu Jian nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and the machine made a slight buzzing sound. The red light in the mechanical prosthetic eye became very dim.
The Commander-in-Chief fell asleep, truly asleep, without any defense.
Wang Jixuan activated two Soul-Suppressing Talismans and cast a spell on his own soul before pointing a finger on Fu Jian's forehead.
'What kind of person am I extending the life of? Why is there such a great baleful aura?'
'Excuse me, I must determine whether you are a murderous maniac.'
A leaf flies into the dream;
Peeking at half a lifetime of duckweed.
…
[Fortress Era, 25 years before]
The urban jungle constructed of reinforced concrete also has some quiet corners, such as the community fitness corner.
A six-year-old child is still considering whether 'graduation from kindergarten' means changing to a larger kindergarten to continue playing, and is wondering how to trick his mother into letting him play with her phone for a while tonight.
Little Fu Jian was clutching the fitness disc with all his might, as if he were sailing a medieval pirate ship.
"Fu Jian!"
A boy named 'Heizi', whose memory of Fu Jian only had a vague outline left, turned his head and shouted as he was being led past by his parents:
"Let's go to Happy Valley to play this weekend!"
"I have a soccer class tomorrow! You go by yourself!"
These images are blurred, shaking, and turning, because they are too far away, and only some fragments are left after being worn away by the years.
The scene changes, Fu Jian bows his head and picks at his food, his parents chatting worriedly beside him.
"Husband, the news says that the battle lines are basically stable now, and the alien invaders have been blocked on the coastline!"
"It's just encouraging news, the situation is very bad. The internet says that Donghai City has fallen, and the strongest defense line has been broken through by the Bladebeast swarm."
"Husband… I'm so scared, I'm afraid our son will…"
"Don't cry, what's there to cry about? We'll leave in a few days, pick up our parents, and go west. They say the plateau is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and they are building the last line of defense there… Wife, the child is watching you."
"Xiao Jian, be good, everything will be fine."
The scene turns to a somewhat old residential building hallway.
Fu Jian's grandfather and father are constantly arguing, the father pulling the suitcase outwards, and the old man desperately grabbing it.
"What are you doing! Let go! I'm not leaving! You take Xiao Jian away!"
"Dad! The Bladebeasts are coming soon!"
"They can come if they want! I'll go to the police station to get a gun and fight them!"
"If that kind of gun was useful, would we humans have been beaten like this? Didn't you watch the videos online? They're terrifying, ordinary rifles can't hurt them, and heavy machine guns are barely enough! The front line has almost exhausted all the heavy firepower in stock!"
"Then I can't be a deserter! You can leave if you want! I'm sixty-five! I've lived enough!"
"Dad!"
"Get out! Take these for my grandson! And, and this money, you take it. I took it out when there was a social panic before. I don't know if it will be useful in the future. I bought a house full of grain, oil, and salt. Don't worry about me, go! Go quickly!"
The scene fades and changes again.
Inside an off-road vehicle filled with living supplies.
Fu Jian asked softly, "Dad, isn't Grandpa coming with us?"
The middle-aged man driving the car hummed in response, his eyes red, then raised his hand to wipe his eyes, turned his head and smiled at Fu Jian, who was squeezed together with pots and pans in the back seat, and didn't say much.
The off-road vehicle was soon stuck on the highway, traveling less than a hundred kilometers in thirty hours.
The first relatively clear picture appeared in Fu Jian's memory.
It was on the fourth day after they left the city, passing by a small city, the sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was gentle.
Not far from the highway, in the fields dotted with fruit and vegetable greenhouses on the edge of the small city, the ground suddenly arched upwards!
A giant 'Drillworm' rushed out of the ground, soaring tens of meters into the sky, its huge body smashing several greenhouses!
Inside the off-road vehicle, the father was cursing, the mother was screaming in panic, and Fu Jian was watching blankly.
Dense basic Bladebeasts poured out of the big hole, like a 'black fountain' gushing from the ground, each one so terrifying.
A group of Bladebeasts rushed towards the small city, and a group of Bladebeasts rushed towards the highway.
Fu Jian's father slammed the steering wheel, and the modified off-road vehicle rushed through the emergency lane, crashed through the highway guardrail, and rushed into the fields.
Screams, cries for help, shouts.
Fu Jian tried his best to lean out of the car, looking at the highway, seeing a chaotic convoy, humans hurriedly getting out of the cars and fleeing in this direction, 'Bladebeast Rollers' rolling at high speed and crushing human bodies, and those basic Bladebeasts opening their blade limbs and quickly harvesting human lives.
"Husband!"
Fu Jian suddenly turned his head and saw a high field ridge appearing in front of him. The off-road vehicle crashed directly into it.
The screen went black.
Several fragments flashed past. Six-year-old Fu Jian was carried out of the off-road vehicle by a team of soldiers, held in the arms of a soldier, and rushed towards a helicopter not far away.
That year, he lost his parents and family.
…
[Fortress Era, 12 years before]
On the edge of the plateau, a training military camp.
Fu Jian's memory gradually became clearer, but it was filled with relatively monotonous training content, physical training, shooting training, long weapon combat training, Bladebeast weakness course explanations, and so on.
Fu Jian was constantly learning, without too many important memories.
The only colorful fragment, however, was one of the most profound images in Fu Jian's memory.
A female soldier broke into his heart, after he lost to this female soldier in a simulated shooting competition.
The memory screen had some more pink tones, Fu Jian tried his best to be assigned to the same company and the same battlefield as the female soldier. The two patrolled in the mountains with tactical backpacks on their backs, and finally waited for a rare vacation and tasted the forbidden fruit of love in a small tent.
"Fu Jian…"
She called softly in a daze.
This heroic and somewhat enchanting face suddenly turned pale and her eyes became empty a few days later.
Half of the female soldier's body lay on a stretcher, blood still dripping from her waist, which had been cut open by sharp blade limbs.
Fu Jian knelt beside the stretcher, clutching his lover's hand tightly, tears constantly trying to flow out, but constantly being blocked back. He didn't say a word, poured the allocated small amount of fuel on her body, and lit it with a lighter.
"I love you," he said in a choked voice, "I will be in the next life too."
…
[Fortress Era, 8 years before]
The half-human mecha project was officially proposed.
"Anyone who wants to participate in the modification project, step forward!"
Shua, shua, all fifty-six remaining members of the company stepped forward at the same time.
"The modification project will kill people! The current survival rate is only twenty percent! You have to replace your spine with a mechanical one! Even if you survive from the modification operating table, you are likely to be paraplegic! Those who don't want to die, take two steps back!"
No one moved.
The company commander curled his lips, jumped down from the wooden post in front, stood in front of Fu Jian, and saluted the empty wooden post!
"Our Sixth Company, First Battalion, Fourth Regiment, Qiongshan Special Operations Group Army! All voluntarily participate in the modification project!"
Fu Jian took a deep breath and repeated the loud shout with his other fifty-five brothers.
However, after the shouting, these figures gradually darkened and were swallowed by the darkness at the edge of the memory, leaving only a few four people who walked forward together for a journey.
Modification, mechanical arm trial installation, equipping the first generation Destruction Cannon, battlefield testing, joining the battle, death charge.
Fu Jian's teammates fell one after another, and new teammates constantly arrived.
In his memory, gigantic and terrifying General-level Blade Beasts began to appear, as well as tidal waves of Blade Beast swarms, and a rain of shells that could almost blot out the sky.
The human battle line was constantly torn apart by Blade Beasts;
Humanity never ceased to resist;
Fu Jian was constantly lying on the operating table, sometimes receiving treatment for serious injuries, and sometimes having parts of his body removed.
And his face gradually transformed from that of a youth, his eyes unwavering and resolute from beginning to end.
All he possessed now was this unwavering resolve.
…
[Fortress Era, Year 1]
From Fu Jian's perspective, this was a somewhat gloomy conference room, and he was sitting in the furthest corner.
In a not-yet-fully-mature holographic projection, the secretary of the United Governing Council of Human War Zones was reading out the "Fortress Declaration."
A dozen or so old generals in military uniforms, from different war zones, were constantly smoking and discussing something in low voices.
Most of their words were actually pessimistic.
Because they knew the current state of internal human resources, and they also knew just how terrifying the Blade Beast race was.
"The Twelve Pillars, alas, the twelve most powerful King-level Blade Beasts. We are currently only fighting against five of them, and the five continents have already completely fallen."
"Don't be too pessimistic. According to the latest satellite data analysis, the activity of the central Blade Beast swarm has decreased significantly in the past three years. They seem to be going into hibernation. The only ones currently active are the Blade Beast swarms led by the outer five pillars."
"The Thirteenth Research Institute has offered a price, demanding that we recognize the results of their biochemical experiments, and also demanding that our military actively cooperate with them. It's simply laughable. Humanity is going to rely on their monsters to protect us? The only thing that can protect humanity is the shells and laser cannons that humanity produces itself!"
"Their experiments have successfully utilized the crystal cores of Blade Beasts. This may not be a bad path. Perhaps we must learn from the civilization of the Blade Beasts. Isn't the fortress a product of imitating their nests?"
"Alright, today's meeting is to discuss the resource allocation for the first batch of three hundred and ninety-two fortresses."
"Although we have already verified the feasibility of the fortress ecosystem, for a relatively long period of time to come, fortresses and surface cities will coexist. We cannot pour all our resources into the fortresses all at once. We have to wait until the number of fortresses globally exceeds one thousand five hundred before we can fully transition to the fortress era."
"The Blade Beasts won't wait for us. The transition must be accelerated."
“Alas, I am now even doubting whether there is any damn justice at all. Isn’t it said that justice will prevail? Then where is our human justice? Where is it?”
Fu Jian stood up and saluted: "Marshal! We are human justice!"
The dozen or so old men immediately laughed.
"Who is this guy? Hahaha! He's got quite the tone!"
"Fu Jian, one of the three pilots of our latest Terror Mecha project. He has already taken down twenty-six General-level Blade Beasts."
"A hero! Very good! Let us become human justice!"
"Let's continue the meeting. Injecting chicken blood won't save human civilization."
Fu Jian sat down properly, and the first-generation Combat Girl next to him gave him a thumbs up.
…
[Fortress Era, Year 3]
D5 Integrated War Zone, Vanguard War Zone, Fortress 24, Life-or-Death Defense Battle. The first-generation Terror Mecha is put into use.
Through Fu Jian's memories, Wang Ji Xuan saw the full picture of the first-generation Terror Mecha for the first time, and was also shocked by it.
This was also the first time Fu Jian had seen the full appearance of this humanoid mecha outside the experimental base.
It was one hundred and sixteen meters tall, looking like a 'thin giant' from afar.
Because the war situation was too urgent, some of its paintwork had not yet been completed. At this moment, some of the original luster of the alloy could still be seen. In order to provide enough power, five modular small nuclear reactors were distributed on its chest, shoulders, and outer thighs. Various weapon systems were equipped on its body.
Fu Jian, who had completed 80% of his body modification, put on a thick load suit, entered from the back of the Terror Mecha, and was wrapped in airbags and sent to the cockpit.
A cold electronic synthesized voice kept ringing.
The mechanical spine served as a bridge, connecting Fu Jian to the Terror Armor control system.
Automatically extending sensors wrapped around Fu Jian's body.
The Terror Mecha's three hundred and sixty subsystems were activated simultaneously, and the pilot began to withstand extremely high loads.
The scaffolding was removed;
Fu Jian grunted, and the Terror Mecha leaned forward like a slowly falling giant. His forehead bulged with veins, his body was pressed forward, and he roared and forcibly turned into a kneeling position on one knee, and then slowly stood up.
He held his hands out flat, kept his balance, and took two steps forward.
The earth rumbled, and the concrete floor kept collapsing.
Fu Jian held his hands out flat and slowly clasped them together, and the mecha synchronized and punched hard.
Synchronization Coordination Rate 95%!
Fu Jian took a deep breath: "Reporting to Command Center, my unit is ready to attack!"
A hoarse, muffled, almost insane voice roared in the headset:
"Target, King-level Blade Beast! Code TT230! Fu Jian! I'll give you all the firepower support! Go win this battle for me! Tear that big worm apart for me! Damn it! The fortress is about to be breached!"
"Yes!"
The Terror Mecha activated the strong magnetic field ring, the body weight receded, and began to run towards the mountains ahead.
It was the first battle, and also a great battle.
The Terror Mecha entered the battlefield an hour later.
The Blade Beast swarm roared and surged towards it, and a giant siege hammer-like King-level Blade Beast, one hundred and fifty meters tall, roared at this Terror Mecha.
Countless drone swarms wrapped around the Terror Mecha, each drone being a flying shell, constantly launching attacks forward.
Bombers whistling through the air dropped various types of heavy aerial bombs;
The 'Terror-Wyvern' swarm that spread its wings and came was attacked by a large number of fighter jets. Both sides charged in an almost suicidal manner;
These attacks could not threaten the King-level Blade Beast with its extremely thick shell!
The ground in front was constantly collapsing, and the Blade Beast swarm was destroying the underground structure.
Fu Jian controlled the Terror Mecha to jump and rush forward. The 'thin' mecha began to burst out with powerful speed, and pillars of light lit up behind it. Strong magnetic light rings appeared on the mecha's limbs.
The Terror Mecha actually seemed to fly up, knocking away several General-level Blade Beasts.
The King-level Blade Beast released an electromagnetic pulse to clear the field, and a thick shielding layer appeared on the Terror Mecha's entire body. The uniquely designed electronic components inside were not disturbed in any way.
Humanity charged in front of the King-level Blade Beast for the first time!
For the first time, humanity swung its iron fist and chiseled open the King-level Blade Beast's facial exoskeleton!
This was also the first time that humans had pried open the King-level Blade Beast's mouthparts and inserted a giant destruction cannon formed by transforming the mecha's arm into it, firing fiercely!
Boom!
The King-level's head exploded, and the Terror Mecha stood proudly on its corpse, gazing ahead and pouncing on the fleeing General-level Blade Beasts.
A local counterattack on the human battle line began;
The era of heroes had arrived!
… …
[Fortress Era, Year 27]
"Commander! The final list of pilots for the second-generation Terror Mecha has been finalized. Please take a look!"
Fu Jian, with his graying hair, smiled and said: "Well, I hope they can shoulder this responsibility. I'm almost too old to fight."
"Everyone is taking you as an example, training desperately. Several half-human mechs have already achieved very good indicators."
"Now that the main Blade Beast swarms of the Twelve Pillars have entered an inactive period, our pressure has been reduced a lot."
"Commander, should we moderately expand the fortresses? The current population growth has been constrained by the number of fortresses."
"We don't need to worry about what's happening in other places. D5 should prepare more vacant fortresses as backups. It's enough for the industrial population to reach saturation. Current research shows that when the number of humans in an area exceeds a certain value, it will attract attacks from King-level Blade Beasts. Before there is a significant breakthrough in military technology, we can only maintain the current regional population density."
"Yes, Commander! Please take a rest. You've been too tired lately."
"My body is already overwhelmed. Too many injuries, too many repairs, the telomeres are almost worn out. I really need to train successors. What I'm most worried about now is the City of Psionics. The Thirteenth Research Institute has essentially lost control, and a group of extremely powerful psionics has appeared. Although psionics have helped humans stabilize the battle line over the past decade, their demands for various resources are also increasing, especially since they treat ordinary humans as experimental materials. It's not a good sign."
Fu Jian said calmly.
"Prepare early."
…
[Fortress Era, Year 32]
The City of Psionics revolted.
The main administrators and commanders of the major war zones were detained while attending a meeting in the City of Psionics. The Six Elders of the City of Psionics demanded that all major human war zones declare allegiance to the City of Psionics.
Fu Jian sat alone in front of the narrow projection screen and remained silent for three hours, then simply gave a wry smile.
"A bunch of trash."
"If I don't die this time, I'm going to be 98% modified. It wasn't easy to train two good young people, but they actually compromised."
He got up and walked to the cockpit of a transport plane next door. Through the porthole, he could see large transport planes speeding through the sky, and exploding firelight could be seen constantly on the periphery.
The aircraft group was advancing recklessly, regardless of casualties.
Half-human mechs, fully armored troops, a surprise attack on the central urban area of the City of Psionics!
Fu Jian covered his faintly aching heart, took a light breath, put on the Blade-Cleaving Suit, and led dozens of half-human mechs to jump down!
… …
Wang Ji Xuan frowned as he watched the fierce battle in the City of Psionics, his heart full of doubts.
The battle was fierce. Fu Jian chose indiscriminate killing. Any psionics, armed forces of the City of Psionics, or civilians who tried to attack them in their path would be directly destroyed.
Several half-human mechs charged forward, carrying thermonuclear warheads, determined to die together, activating the warheads to the final step. They only needed to press the button to level the Psionic City.
The Six Elders were terrified.
And their fear only made Fu Jian's advance more resolute.
But just with these killings…
How could such a large amount of baleful aura be formed?
‘What other memories does the Commander-in-Chief have that this Daoist hasn't seen?’
Wang Ji Xuan looked around and suddenly noticed some dark and heavy scenes, which often took place in the command room.
“Commander, the Blade Beast horde is driving about 150,000 civilians in front, blocking our firepower…”
“Indiscriminate attack. Are you deaf? Execute the order.”
“Yes!”
“Commander, the four defensive positions near Fortress 22 have all fallen! 450,000 people inside the fortress didn't have time to evacuate!”
“Abandon them, shrink the battle line, and fully prepare for a counterattack.”
“Commander! The Blade Beast horde didn't directly attack but surrounded Fortress 43. They are releasing poisonous gas in areas, experimenting on how to kill humans faster… They didn't damage the fortress structure! The Blade Beast horde is looking for a faster way to break through our fortress!”
“Use new-type earth-penetrating bombs, loaded with nuclear warheads, indiscriminate attack, destroy the main structure of the fortress's upper city.”
“Commander! The brothers can charge one more time! We can take back the fortress! Destroying the upper city structure! The 300,000 people below will also suffocate!”
“Execute the order.”
“Commander!”
The young guard, Dongfang Zhenghong, picked up his rifle, his eyes filled with tears, his breathing trembling: “I'll go charge too, let us try again! I beg you! They are not dead yet!”
Fu Jian snatched the rifle, dismantled it into parts, and slapped Dongfang Zhenghong away.
“Confinement for three months.”
“Yes!”
So much baleful aura… came from things like this…
Wang Ji Xuan was silent.
Behind these somewhat dark memories, he saw a small room, Fu Jian's mental defense, the most solid place in his heart.
Wang Ji Xuan only glanced at it and immediately retreated, starting to prepare the best soul-fixing secret method he could currently use with the fewest side effects.
Behind the mental defense was a photo wall, covered with colored photos, the people in them all smiling.
And Fu Jian's soul often sat in front of the photo wall, with countless phantoms of the dead behind him and a blue ocean at his feet, constantly murmuring to the photos.
“Do we humans still have a future…”
… …
[Fortress Era 84]
“Commander, a strange event has recently occurred at Fortress 76 in the Central Basin. A psionicist who doesn't belong to the Psionic Family has appeared, seemingly named Mu Liang, suspected of being naturally awakened.”
“Oh? Natural awakening, wasn't that proven impossible? Pay attention to it first.”
Fu Jian clicked his tongue:
“While those main Blade Beast hordes are dormant, we must kill more peripheral Blade Beast hordes.”
