Two hours later, Fu Jian received the inspection report from Wang Ji Xuan.
Search target: Black Shell.
Whether it is related to the City of Psionics: No.
Whether it is related to Blade Beasts: No.
Whether there is a major fault: Yes.
Brief description of the major fault:
Forty-two years ago, Black Shell subjectively abandoned an army that he should have rescued because he didn't want his direct line to be wiped out, delaying the battle opportunity within a reasonable range.
Thirty-six years ago, Black Shell secretly instructed his confidants to kill two corrupt military officers because the information held by these two corrupt military officers was detrimental to an important subordinate of Black Shell.
Twenty-nine years ago, in order to prevent the City of Psionics from obtaining a batch of precious experimental materials, Black Shell ordered the downing of a passenger plane, which had more than three hundred people on board at the time, more than two hundred of whom were completely innocent.
Twenty-six years ago…
Item by item, Fu Jian carefully read through it, then lightly breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good, this old fellow knows everything.
Wang Ji Xuan probably felt that these things were outrageous, so he wrote down all these items.
Fu Jian, having come all the way, naturally knew everything clearly.
Even the factional struggles involved were with his tacit consent or even suggestion.
Fu Jian was able to sit in the position of Commander-in-Chief not because of praise and flowers, nor because of popular support, but because he step by step drove away, purged, and even used extreme means to assassinate those cowards, greedy gluttons, incompetents, and surrender faction members.
Fu Jian opened the second and third pages, reading the gray resumes of these high-ranking generals, which were almost the same.
Over the past few decades, the path of advancement he took with these old brothers was clearly visible, and every event could be verified against the memories in his mind.
Hero?
That was not important. This title is actually just a psychological comfort and encouragement for individuals of human civilization being protected.
In order to realize his ideals, Fu Jian sometimes had to be more like a demon than those demons.
Reading all the way to the seventh page, Fu Jian's mechanical arm suddenly faltered.
[Meng Shuishui, Director of the Military Technology Development Center of the D5 Integrated War Zone, member of the General Staff Headquarters, honorary part-time position in the Logistics Bureau of the Integrated War Zone, enjoys extremely high academic honors, and has made outstanding contributions to the development of human military technology.
Real identity: Spy of the City of Psionics.
Process of being captured: Thirteen years ago, at an exchange meeting outside the D5 area, he was seduced by beauty, and then controlled by drugs from the City of Psionics. He quickly degenerated and lost his ideals, transferring a large amount of military secret weapon data to the City of Psionics.
One of the six elders of the City of Psionics once personally promised to cultivate Meng Shuishui into the Commander-in-Chief of the D5 Integrated War Zone after the death of Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian.
Meng Shuishui has been transmitting intelligence to the City of Psionics for many years. This time, the negotiations between the Spiritual Cultivator civilization and the Blade Beasts with the Black Storm were all transmitted by him.
Fortunately, because Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian temporarily increased information supervision, Meng Shuishui transmitted very little information.]
Bang!
Fu Jian smashed the alloy table in front of him with a punch.
Two fully autonomous mechanical guards in the corner immediately stood up and watched.
Fu Jian didn't speak, lowered his head, picked up the remaining few reports, flipped through two of them, and found the information of the second traitor.
[Sheng Zuo, senior general of the D5 Integrated War Zone, non-half-human mecha, member of the General Staff Headquarters, has commanded dozens of battles with Blade Beasts, with outstanding military exploits, and rotates to manage one of the six local war zones under D5.
Real identity: Hidden surrender faction controlled by the spirit of the Blade Beast.
Process of being captured: Six years ago, Sheng Zuo was recuperating in a certain fortress sanatorium and was plotted against by a Mimic Blade Beast, and has been transmitting intelligence to the Mimic Blade Beast for a long time.
Note: The intelligence he transmits mainly includes human firepower reserves, the current production efficiency of human military equipment, and so on.]
Fu Jian leaned back in his chair and didn't move for a long time.
He began to rub his forehead constantly.
The autonomous guards in the corner were still quietly waiting for his orders.
Fu Jian was slightly annoyed. At this moment, he shouldn't be chatting with Wang Zheng, but Fu Jian couldn't help but dial the secret communication channel of Wang Zheng's loyal wingman.
After a short ringtone, a voice immediately came from the other side:
"Tai~ Uncle~ An old guy sent you a communication, let's go to the next room to answer it."
"Oh, okay, I was planning to read a few papers."
This was a tone similar to Uncle Tai's voice.
Fu Jian waited for a while, Wang Ji Xuan and Mudan entered the small room. There was noise interference in the middle, presumably Mudan had turned on the soundproof shielding device.
“Chief, take my finger and talk directly to the Commander-in-Chief. Mudan won’t eavesdrop!”
“Uh, can your fingers be disassembled? Only the little finger? It’s a bit weird for me to talk to a severed finger.”
“Then take Mudan’s right hand!”
“You’re quite generous, just the little finger…”
Dong dong, the sound of closing the door.
Wang Ji Xuan returned to his normal voice and said with a smile: "Have you read the reports?"
"Yeah, it's a bit beyond my expectations. Those that I thought would have problems didn't have problems, but those that I thought wouldn't have problems did."
Fu Jian gave a wry smile:
"It really is...both human traitors and spirit traitors are gathered together, damn it..."
"They've been your old brothers for decades, I can understand your sadness."
Wang Ji Xuan chuckled:
"However, what I didn't expect is that the Commander-in-Chief is quite skilled in playing power struggles, killing all the way."
"It's just a necessary path."
Fu Jian said nonchalantly:
"I used to be naive in my early years, but later I found out that the price of naivety is fratricide, and the fall of cities and fortresses."
"However, I don't want you to change your impression of me. My position of protecting humanity will not waver."
"I know."
"Then what do you think?" Fu Jian asked, "Will this make you hate the human camp?"
Wang Ji Xuan:…
He actually wanted to say that he was already one hundred and twenty-six years old, not a minor.
"I don't really like this kind of thing, but I'm not too repulsed, because it's not directly related to me."
"Since your faction took power, whether comparing vertically or horizontally, you have led humanity into a better era."
"I just did what you asked me to do, and you're responsible for paying the reward later, that's enough."
"That's good."
Fu Jian sighed softly:
"Do you have any suggestions for the next handling action?"
"Wouldn't it be good to just kill them?"
"Killing them directly will cause various troubles later. Their factions have to be purged and suppressed, and it will also cause internal turmoil."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"My initial idea now is to disguise it as an assassination launched by the City of Psionics."
Fu Jian said calmly:
"In the name of the City of Psionics retaliating against D5, get rid of these two people."
"I can arrange for natural Spiritualists to do this."
"In this way, both of them can save some face, and it won't involve their families and those subordinates who haven't been affected."
"These two are not half-human mechas, and one of them is a handsome talent that I admire very much."
"Just right, we are still lacking a reason to continuously attack the City of Psionics. This assassination can also further unite the internal."
"Good idea."
Wang Ji Xuan secretly praised a few times.
As expected of the Demon Commander-in-Chief;
If the heart is not dirty enough, it's really impossible to play with that group of bastards.
Fu Jian changed the subject: "However, this plan still has certain risks. I need you to help me more...Since you can search the memories of twelve people in two hours, how about searching one hundred and twenty people? It can be completed within a day."
"Me!"
Wang Ji Xuan almost cursed:
"Don't I need to rest? Don't I need to restore my spirit? I'm already very tired now. Without three general-level Blade Beast crystals, it's difficult for me to cheer up!"
"One general-level Blade Beast crystal for every ten people checked."
"Not in installments?"
"Not in installments."
"That's okay," Wang Ji Xuan said leisurely, "But I only work three hours a day, and you have to supply me with crystals every day. In addition, there is one thing I need you to help arrange."
"What?"
"Isn't there going to be a play of shattering crystals later? Can you handle the remnant souls of the Blade Beasts in the crystals? Obviously you can't handle it. Leave this matter to me personally."
Wang Ji Xuan emphasized:
"I'm doing this to protect you."
"Yes, Wang Zheng, you have noble sentiments and are definitely not coveting the spiritual energy released when the crystals are shattered."
Fu Jian pondered for a few seconds:
"You don't have to show up at that time. I'll arrange it for you. You just need to be a little closer."
Wang Ji Xuan's heart suddenly became hot.
This Xiao Fu really knows how to handle things!
Next, just make some preparations, open up the meridians and stimulate the bones in advance, maybe you can break through to the late stage of the Gui Zhen realm in one fell swoop!
"Okay, let's do this for now. Xing Dian also needs to be watched. According to the information I got, this guy may launch an attack at any time."
After hanging up the communication, Fu Jian was stunned for a few seconds.
He pondered carefully, vaguely feeling that he seemed to have lost out, but also felt that he didn't seem to have lost out.
He looked at the two documents placed on the desktop fragments…
Psionic weapons, human soul control of sub-king level Blade Beasts…
What else can be lost?
Give whatever is needed, maybe in a few years, they will be able to counterattack the Blade Beasts?
Who can say for sure?
On the other side.
Wang Ji Xuan had already returned the finger to Mudan and returned to the work room where Wan Jie and Ling Tong were staying.
Here is the base of operations for the Ling Tong team within the General Headquarters, occupying approximately one hundred square meters and filled with various instruments. Usually, a dozen logistics personnel clock in and out on time, but Wan-jie had them dismissed ahead of time.
Otherwise, these guys, who are extremely familiar with Uncle Tai, might chat with Wang Jixuan, and he would be exposed.
"Can't we go back immediately?" Ling Tong asked, somewhat surprised.
"Yeah," Wang Jixuan responded softly, "Lao Fu wants me to find another hundred or so people."
Wan-jie also said, "There might be other spies here. The headquarters has been infiltrated too badly. Two out of the twelve highest-ranking generals have problems. I can't even imagine what the others are like."
"Well, Lao Fu's offer is quite good."
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment:
"Later, I'll go stay at Wan-jie's house. Wan-jie, please bear with it and stay in the lab for a few days. Also, tell Uncle Tai to keep a low profile for the next few days."
"I can probably finish in a week, just in time to wait for them to crush crystal nuclei later, and then I'll go freeload some resources."
"Ling Tong, bring those materials to me. I'll start refining them later. This kind of refining requires nurturing, so there's no need to start the furnace."
Ling Tong said, "This is still a bit too reckless. As soon as we arrived here, the headquarters caught a spy. Others will inevitably be watching us."
"It was the Commander-in-Chief's decision."
"I'll go explain a few things..."
"Hey, no need," Wang Daochang quickly grabbed Ling Tong's arm, and said seriously, "As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. I'll be careful later. Mudan, you follow her around these few days... Listen to me on this matter."
Ling Tong met his gaze for a few seconds, then nodded gently, "Then I'll go back and prepare some combat gear."
Mudan volunteered, "Officer Ling Tong! I'll help you!"
Ling Tong left in a hurry with Mudan. Wan-jie snapped her fingers at Wang Jixuan:
"Come with me. I'll show you the senior engineer's big house at headquarters. However, you'd better not go to our master bedroom. We have marital privacy."
Wang Jixuan agreed with a smile.
...
For three consecutive days, nothing happened at the General Headquarters of the D5 war zone.
Wherever Wang Jixuan went, as long as there were no urgent matters threatening his life, his main theme was three things:
Meditate, meditate, enter meditative concentration!
Forging a flying sword at this stage, in terms of cultivation, is actually a bit of a stretch, even if it's forging a flying sword with the worst materials.
But [a bit of a stretch] is not the same as [impossible], it just requires more time and effort.
The first step in forging a flying sword is to gradually nurture the materials Ling Tong brought with one's own essence, qi, and spirit.
Nurturing is different from forging. The former requires a longer time, or rather, the longer the better. It also requires providing a rich spiritual energy environment, consciously guiding these spiritual energies into the main and auxiliary materials, gradually enhancing the spirituality of the materials, until they emanate a treasure light.
Wang Jixuan didn't know how long this process would last.
Half a month? A month?
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Just make the first flying sword slowly.
The moment this flying sword is born, his own combat power will naturally be significantly improved.
Although the inside of the General Headquarters was very quiet, the outside was already turbulent.
A blade beast commando team appeared in the underground of Fortress 82 and was discovered and directly cleared by the military.
The war of words between Lingneng City and the D5 Integrated War Zone continued to escalate. The former said that D5 was deliberately ostracizing them, and the latter said that Lingneng City had not fulfilled the basic treaty of defending humanity.
Even Fu Jian sent out a photo of a button.
That button was the nuclear bomb button used to detonate the Six Elders' residence.
Of course, Lingneng City didn't know that all of this was Fu Jian's plan.
Behind the escalating situation, an assassination campaign organized by Lingneng's suicide squad was steadily advancing. What Fu Jian needed to wait for now was how many assassination targets there were.
According to the investigation results Wang Jixuan obtained in the past three days... at least eight middle-level generals needed to be directly purged.
The Space Fortress also began to intervene in this internal human conflict.
However, the commander of the Space Fortress didn't even have time to say a few words before Fu Jian scolded him bloody, and in the end, he could only privately complain that Fu Jian was headstrong and had a bad temper.
Now almost everyone is sure of two things.
One, Fu Jian is about to collapse.
Two, Fu Jian will definitely drag the Six Elders down with him before he dies.
As a result, now all major war zones and Lingneng City are in panic. Coupled with the panic brought by the brain-eating worms, many people are pessimistically shouting—
The end of humanity has arrived.
However, these will not affect Wang Daochang's cultivation.
The materials are gradually imbued with spirit, and the cultivation is steadily improving.
After entering the mid-stage of the Guizhen realm, Wang Jixuan can already try to abstain from grains, but he hasn't done so yet. Eating and drinking while cultivating every day is also a rare pleasure.
Mainly because Wan-jie's cooking is really delicious.
If it was Zhou Zhengde's mother who cooked for him, then it would definitely be, the matter of abstaining from grains, the sooner the better.
On the fourth day that Wang Jixuan was secretly cultivating at the General Headquarters, a message was sent to Mudan. The sender was Aunt Qingting, but this time it was not to transmit information.
[Help me with a favor.]
