In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

This humble Daoist is somewhat unclean.

Wang Jixuan's Dao heart sighed incessantly.

He actually... had most of his Dao body touched by this woman...

Fortunately, the vital parts of his body were not disturbed. This Doctor Wei Na knew the legal boundaries between care and harassment; otherwise, he would have had to 'awaken' prematurely.

Wang Jixuan didn't like the various explanations he might have to face after waking up. It would be too verbose and lack any sense of freedom. Moreover, Zhou Zhengde and the others were also intentionally trying to obtain his secrets.

The Dharma is not lightly transmitted, for it is the foundation of a sect.

He had no concerns about passing on the breathing and cultivation method he had made up himself, but he didn't have enough time to develop a new technique. To release it would be laughable.

'Blackfire Gang.'

Wang Jixuan simply analyzed the information he had heard.

It seemed he had to make a trip to the Lower City.

He had to personally witness the Blackfire Gang being wiped out and ensure that the 'core members of the Blackfire Gang being reborn by possessing other bodies,' as Zhou Zhengde and the others had said, didn't happen.

There were many things in the Lower City that he needed now.

Blade Beast blood, Blade Beast bones;

And the Blade Beast 'demon core,' which he wasn't sure existed.

Generally speaking, a demon core forms within the body of a demon beast and is the foundation for powerful demon beasts to cultivate. Cultivators can extract it for use in alchemy and artifact refinement.

Wang Jixuan's idea was more direct—he might be able to use the demon core to set up a spirit gathering array, releasing the spiritual energy in the demon core to accelerate his own cultivation.

Besides this, Wang Jixuan had already realized that he had something even more important to do.

Refining the heart in the mortal world.

'Original nature? What is original nature?'

Wang Jixuan lay on the bed, lost in thought.

Gradually, wisps of spiritual energy floated in from the air, gathering around him.

Because he was pretending to be asleep and couldn't meditate, his speed of absorbing spiritual energy was far inferior to the five-hearts-facing-heaven, embracing-the-one meditation posture... But it was still better than lying there doing nothing.

He silently estimated that, using Qi to nourish flesh and blood, combined with the healing incantations he knew, it would take about seven days to heal the penetrating wound in his left shoulder.

'Bang.'

The sound of a sniper rifle echoed constantly in Wang Jixuan's ears.

He needed to learn more about the common knowledge of this world, master the use of various weapons, and figure out some ways to counter firearms.

'I wonder when I can start refining artifacts.'

...

Wei Na, like everyone else in the Middle City, had to prioritize completing her job during a normal workday.

A squad from the Purge Force had temporarily moved into the thirteenth floor, and the Blackfire Gang had announced that they would no longer retaliate, so Wei Na no longer had to stay in the safe house at the Security Bureau.

When the workday ended or during weekend holidays, Wei Na would come to the thirteenth-floor medical center to take care of the two special patients here—

Mu Liang and Lan Yuzai.

Wei Na had long discovered that Mu Liang's injury recovery speed was somewhat inhuman.

Every time she checked Mu Liang's shoulder wound, she could see incredible changes, and her medical concepts were constantly being subverted.

Moreover, all indications showed that Mu Liang had actually woken up long ago, but he had not communicated with them.

For example, the excretion pad that Wei Na prepared for Mu Liang had always been very clean, and the water consumption in the bathroom next to the medical room was much higher than usual.

Doctor Wei Na didn't expose Mu Liang's trick.

She was waiting for Mu Liang to take the initiative to chat with her, like a hero who had just saved the world, showing her his mysterious charm.

Wei Na liked this feeling of waiting very much, which added a rare sense of anticipation to her repetitive, uninteresting everyday life in the fortress.

Today was the sixth day after the Ambush at Joy City.

Wei Na finished her shift in the district medical room on time, first returned to her residence, took a bath and washed her hair, spent half an hour applying an elegant makeup look, put on a black silk maid outfit, and then covered it all up with a white coat.

'Will he wake up today?'

Wei Na pursed her red lips in front of the mirror, humming a popular radio song, and hurried to the medical center.

Turning a few street corners and entering the central circular garden, Wei Na gradually slowed down.

She frowned, looking at the somewhat crowded entrance of the medical center.

A dozen security team members in light blue uniforms, as well as six or seven soldiers in camouflage uniforms, formed two overlapping lines of defense, blocking the only entrance.

Two middle-aged men in brown windbreakers were negotiating with the security team members.

Wei Na walked forward, hearing their argument from afar.

"Our Thirteenth Biological Research Institute has the right to obtain data from all human samples. This is a right written into the War Zone Act!"

"You won't let us in? Why won't you let us in?! Call your captain over!"

"We suspect there are psionicists here! Let us through quickly! The security team is trash! Just because the Purge Force is impressive? Don't make me go directly to your superior!"

The two middle-aged men were shouting loudly.

The two security team members negotiating with them just smiled and shook their heads, showing amazing composure.

One of the members' eyes lit up and said quickly, "Doctor Wei Na, you're here? Please come in."

The windbreaker man next to him immediately shouted, "Why can she go in!"

"Because I'm a doctor," Wei Na said softly.

She took out her badge from her white coat, hung it below her collar, and then gently winked at the two men.

"This is a medical center, not the Thirteenth Institute's research center. Do you understand the most basic cold medicine?"

"What do you mean!"

"Don't disturb my patients' rest. Moreover, medical research shows that the more men like to shout loudly, the less confident they are in their male abilities."

Wei Na threw a flirtatious glance and then passed through the line of defense with light steps.

But she soon realized that the atmosphere here was a bit heavy.

"Doctor Wei Na," a soldier captain said in a deep voice, "Captain Zhou is waiting for you in that ward."

"Oh? He's awake?"

Wei Na couldn't help but quicken her pace.

However, when she pushed open the ward door and saw the empty bed on the outside and Zhou Zhengde holding his forehead and thinking in the chair by the window, she immediately walked forward quickly and lifted the curtain hanging in the middle of the bed.

On the other bed behind the curtain;

Lan Yuzai, wearing a hospital gown and sucking on a bag of nutrient rice porridge, shivered a few times in fright.

The middle-aged woman who was forced to wear noise-canceling headphones and was feeding Lan Yuzai quickly said:

"Doctor! My son suddenly woke up! Should he be checked!"

This aunt was Lan Yuzai's mother, an ordinary woman who had worked in the fortress for thirty years, and she would come to take care of Lan Yuzai for a while after work every day.

Her activities here were restricted, and she could only wear a thick pair of headphones to ensure that she would not overhear any information.

"Where's Mu Liang?"

Wei Na's voice suddenly rose eight degrees, turning to look at Zhou Zhengde sitting aside:

"Did you hide him? Because the people from the Thirteenth Institute came looking for him?"

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"No."

Zhou Zhengde sighed and said with a wry smile:

"He's too amazing, as if he can foresee danger in advance. The Thirteenth Institute came to the door half an hour ago. Two hours ago, I received a report from the medical center saying that the doctor on afternoon rounds found that there was a patient missing here, a patient named Mu Liang."

"Then... he left this behind."

Zhou Zhengde took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket, with lines of flamboyant handwriting on it.

Wei Na took it and looked at it a few times, then frowned tightly: "I recognize every word, but how can I, how can I not understand it?"

"Read it vertically, and from right to left. There are two arrows marked on it. I have to say, although the writing is not good-looking, I always feel a sense of power penetrating the back of the paper..."

"Thank you both for your help, I am already well..."

Wei Na read it out softly.

[Thank you both for your help, I am mostly recovered.

The Blackfire Gang has committed many evils, disregarding human life, and deserves to be exterminated. This matter has not yet been settled, and I need to end this karma. Captain Zhou has many restrictions, but I have no scruples.

Later, I will go to the Lower City incognito, solve the Blackfire Gang, and confirm that there are no remnants before returning to the thirteenth floor to recuperate. At that time, I will thank you both in person.

To express my gratitude, I have left three talismans for the two of you. Burn them with fire, and take the ashes mixed with rice soup. It can relieve Captain Zhou's old leg injuries and regulate Doctor Wei Na's Qi and blood imbalance.

No need to look further, I will also be careful to guard against the Thirteenth Institute.

Also, I borrowed some medical paper to make a simple 'Finger Flicking Divine Skill' cultivation method and gave it to Lan.

In addition, I took some potions to the Lower City for exchange, which can be directly deducted from my general quota according to the value of the potions.

Mu Liang, respectfully.]

Wei Na felt a strong sense of loss, and she asked softly:

"He... how did he do it? What about the monitoring system? Can it find his traces?"

"It only saw a blurry shadow. He said he would come back. Later, I will arrange for someone I trust to pretend to be him here."

Zhou Zhengde raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, picking up the water glass next to him, which contained some...

Rice soup mixed with ashes.

"Come and try this."

Wei Na immediately looked disgusted: "What is this?"

"According to Mu Liang, three talismans, I used two, and I will ask my acquaintance to do research and analysis on one later."

Zhou Zhengde said with emotion:

"It really works! It took effect in half an hour! My legs don't hurt now!

"I was scratched by a supersonic fragment from a Blade Beast back then, and it has always left a root cause of the disease. This is the first time I have felt so relaxed!

"I now suspect that Rotten Fish Boy was also saved by him. Mu Liang is really unbelievable!"

"Really? Seriously?"

Wei Na frowned as she took the water glass: "I always feel like you're insulting my professionalism."

She pinched her nose, took two sips, gritted her teeth, and swallowed it all in one go.

There was no reaction for the time being.

Suddenly, Lan Yuzai's weak voice came from the side: "That, um, didn't you say that Mr. Lao left me the Flicking Finger Divine Skill cultivation method? Can I take a look at it? You two bosses?"

Zhou Zhengde stood up, full of energy, but the movement tugged at his abdominal wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

He smiled gently at the middle-aged woman, arranged a few medical prescriptions in order, placed them on the small table in front of Lan Yuzai, and sighed:

"You won't like it, believe me."

Lan Yuzai blinked, looking at those four words with excitement.

【Flicking Finger Divine Skill】!

One, to practice this skill, you must first train your finger strength. Please perform One-Finger Zen training every day.

One-Finger Zen push-ups, thirty times;

One-Finger Zen pull-ups, thirty times;

One-Finger Zen weight-bearing, thirty times;

Two, the improvement of finger strength also needs to be combined with the application of power, in order to ensure the accuracy of the flick…

These papers also had some thoughtful stick figure drawings.

But Lan Yuzai, as he smiled, suddenly had tears in his eyes.

He silently raised his left and right arms. His left arm only had the section above the elbow remaining, and his right forearm was a little more preserved, with everything above the wrist still there.

Lan Yuzai looked at the papers, looked at his bandaged joints, looked at the papers again, and looked at his bandaged, bare arm joints…

"Damn it!"

…

Approximately twenty-eight hours later.

Fortress, forty-ninth floor.

Black Fire Gang controlled area, northwest corner of 'Rebirth City', in front of the door of a smoky bar.

Wang Jixuan looked up at the Black Fire Gang logo on the bar's sign, pulled down the brim of his baseball cap, and seemingly empty-handed, pushed open the glass door.

"I want a pot of Biluochun tea."