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

The person who came was naturally Zhou Zhengde.

This time, he brought back quite a few good things from the front lines.

First, there was a certificate for being a "D5 Comprehensive War Zone Special Weapons Expert."

This certificate could open up various connections within the military for Wang Jixuan, allowing him to enjoy direct military protection under the identity of Wang Zheng.

With this certificate, Wang Jixuan could freely enter and exit all fortresses in the D5 Comprehensive War Zone and regularly apply to the headquarters for compliant research funding (various materials).

Then, there was the "Fifth Technology Medal," representing the highest scientific and technological honor of this war zone.

This medal could prove that this young comrade, Wang Zheng, had made outstanding contributions to humanity's fight against Bladebeasts.

Seeing these two items, Uncle Tai was very excited, but Daoist Wang was much calmer.

However, Daoist Wang quickly saw the third item that made him mentally excited.

Zhou Zhengde carried a box containing twenty-five…

High-quality basic Bladebeast crystal cores!

Daoist Wang liked this reward.

Spirit stones are also the hardest currency in their cultivation world!

Daoist Wang quickly reacted.

Obviously, the commander-in-chief of the military already knew that he was digging out the crystal cores of those Bladebeasts.

Perhaps it was because the Demon-Breaking Dagger he produced proved his greater value, so the military did not force him to hand over the method of using spirit energy?

Although Wang Jixuan was happy, he was always somewhat vigilant at heart.

There were many spies from the Thirteenth Institute within the military.

Ling Tong also casually mentioned that there were some 'extremely evil' individuals within the military.

There is no black-and-white dichotomy in the world; when an organization is large enough, interests will inevitably intertwine, and it will inherently produce multifaceted wills.

This box of crystal cores… was a mixed blessing.

"Black Storm is particularly famous now; you're really good at finding the spotlight."

Zhou Zhengde lightly punched Wang Jixuan in the shoulder, raised his thick eyebrows, and asked with a smile:

"How are you feeling now? Any problems?"

"I'm fine, I don't feel anything."

Wang Jixuan said simply:

"The biggest problem now is this young man we just rescued. The Thirteenth Institute wants to see him alive or dead, and their attitude will be very tough."

"I'll deal with that; I have excellent administrative experience."

Zhou Zhengde asked directly:

"Can the Demon-Breaking Dagger improvement process be completed within three years?"

Three years?

Daoist Wang originally planned to complete it in two or three months, but since that's the case…

"It should be possible, but I can't say for sure; maybe three to five years."

Daoist Wang replied calmly.

Zhou Zhengde breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good; I'll report to Grandpa later… Your spear seems to be more advanced than the Demon-Breaking Dagger."

"Ordinary people can't use this weapon."

Wang Jixuan said decisively:

"I don't want this technology to fall into the hands of the Thirteenth Institute; it will give their spirit energy users wings."

"In my current perception, the spirit energy users of Spirit Energy City no longer regard themselves as human beings."

"That's how it is; that's the trend in Spirit Energy City. However, the spirit energy users at the front lines of various war zones, as well as the spirit energy users born after we send seriously injured soldiers into the Thirteenth Institute's equipment, are still pretty good."

Zhou Zhengde stroked his chin thoughtfully.

He had already received news that the B-level Uncle Feng was on his way here.

Wang Jixuan asked: "Can we directly eliminate these two B-level spirit energy users?"

"No, that would give the Thirteenth Institute headquarters a chance to fully intervene in D5. Although various war zones are dissatisfied with the Thirteenth Institute, due to geographical restrictions and the important role of spirit energy users on the battlefield, the Thirteenth Institute can always ride roughshod over us."

Zhou Zhengde muttered:

"I suddenly understand why Grandpa urged me to come back and said I could solve the problem here.

"Next, it's not physical combat, but political maneuvering. Grandpa is consciously training me on how to wrestle with the Thirteenth Institute.

"Wang Zheng, leave this matter to me; you rest first."

Zhou Zhengde's deep eyes burst out with confident and powerful light!

"Next, it's my battlefield."

Daoist Wang gave a thumbs up, picked up the certificate and medal, and carried the box of crystal cores.

"Work hard; you have a future, young man. I'm going to give Ling Tong a massage; she needs to rest well."

Zhou Zhengde: …

Who are you calling young man? He's already over thirty!

However, it's only been a few days…

Zhou Zhengde tilted his head and looked at the two people walking towards Ling Tong's room, one in front and one behind, first "tsk" and then "oh yo" and then sucked in a cold breath with a "hiss."

The semi-human mecha Deep Sea leaned over and whispered: "Got any gossip, Zhengde? Share it."

"I just got back."

Zhou Zhengde decided that after the situation calmed down, the Bladebeasts were repelled, and the Thirteenth Institute was well-behaved, he would attend the young people's gatherings in Midtown and Uptown.

He wanted a sweet love affair.

His last real love affair was with Wei Na. It was sweet, but it was a bit…

Too much for his waist.

…

Zhou Zhengde directly entered work mode.

He borrowed Wan Xiaoqi's console to quickly contact the fortress magistrate, his mother, and Colonel Dongfang, the commander of the fortress defense force, to integrate the internal forces of the fortress.

Five minutes later.

A multi-rotor aircraft landed near the supply station. Deep Sea and Uncle Tai carried a tightly wrapped magazine onto the aircraft, and the aircraft quickly left the C-area expansion of the fortress and went straight to the headquarters of the D5 Comprehensive War Zone.

Twelve minutes later.

The mecha girl Red Serpent left the C-area expansion and followed the Bladebeast reconnaissance team sent by the military to provide protection to the reconnaissance team.

At the same time, the alert at Ling Tong's supply station was lifted, and most of the three hundred soldiers on the periphery left, and Zheng Shiduo took his team away.

— According to regulations, in a non-wartime state, spirit energy users cannot be too close to the semi-human mecha's supply station.

Twenty-five minutes later.

A motorcade of spirit energy users appeared in the C-area expansion camp and arrived at Ling Tong's supply station.

In order to improve his position, B-level spirit energy user Uncle Feng deliberately stood on the roof of the car to negotiate with Zhou Zhengde face-to-face.

Both sides were very restrained in their words, citing legal provisions throughout the process.

Uncle Feng insisted that the young man was the property of the Thirteenth Institute, and Qin Qin could arbitrarily convict him, but the property had to be returned.

Zhou Zhengde insisted that they had never been in contact with the young man from beginning to end.

Uncle Feng demanded to enter the supply station for investigation, and Zhou Zhengde countered with military regulations. The two sides argued for more than ten minutes, angering Uncle Feng to jump off the car.

The semi-human mecha Deep Sea standing behind Zhou Zhengde winked at Uncle Feng with a smile.

Uncle Feng said he could still restrain himself.

In the end, the two sides each took a half step back. The supply station was temporarily powered off, and everyone came out. These people used biological detection instruments to detect.

After tossing around for most of an hour, the spirit energy users gained nothing.

The aircraft that had left here earlier finally attracted the attention of the spirit energy users.

Uncle Feng and others immediately left.

Zhou Zhengde also did not stay in the C-area expansion for long, but chased after these spirit energy users, took the semi-human mecha Deep Sea back to the fortress, and tried to block the external communication signals on the third floor of the fortress.

About an hour and a half later, a message was sent back to Ling Tong's supply station.

The aircraft was locked by missiles of unknown origin and exploded and disintegrated in the air.

Fortunately, the two pilots of the crew ejected in time, and there was a fortress nearby, which had already begun to rescue the pilots.

Unfortunately, the 'other people' on the aircraft all suffered misfortune.

…

Inside Ling Tong's supply station.

Wang Jixuan, Ling Tong, Zheng Shiduo, Uncle Tai's family, along with the awakened young man sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the accident scene displayed on the projection screen in front of them, and their expressions were a bit indescribable.

Zheng Shiduo was still pushing the wheelchair. It was he who secretly took the young man away temporarily and hid in the outer mine.

Uncle Tai sighed: "An aircraft is very expensive; it takes a lot of resources! They really dare to fire!"

"I didn't expect it to be a missile attack," Wang Jixuan shook his head.

The second half of the sentence [The local army has indeed been heavily infiltrated by the Thirteenth Institute] was not spoken by the Daoist.

Ling Tong said softly: "It should be fine for now. A plastic surgery instrument will be sent over later, which can change his appearance."

Everyone looked at the young man in the wheelchair.

The young man remained calm, temporarily not adapting to this crowded state, and looked at Wang Jixuan for help.

"Is it okay, sir?"

"Is what okay?" Daoist Wang asked inexplicably.

"That is," the young man whispered, "to have plastic surgery."

"It's up to you," Wang Jixuan said gently, "If you don't want to, just express it directly. There is also a mask here that can modify your appearance through programming."

The young man nodded: "Okay."

Wan Xiaoqi put her hands behind her back, bent down and looked at the young man, and muttered in a low voice: "Are you really a B-level spirit energy user? Aren't B-level spirit energy users all arrogant?"

The young man smiled somewhat restrainedly, lowered his head and dodged to the side, trying to stay away from Wan Xiaoqi.

Zheng Shiduo explained from behind: "This child is a little afraid of women… He has always been in the nutrient cabin and is not yet adapted to this environment."

"Okay, let's get to know each other formally!"

Wan Xiaoqi took off her dirty repair gloves and handed her fair and thin little hand to the young man.

"My name is Wan Xiaoqi! The number one logistics mechanic of the future Ling Tong Ji team! Nice to meet you!"

The young man smiled and shook hands with this dirty big sister, and immediately retracted his hand.

Zheng Shiduo showed an aunt-like smile when he saw this.

The young man looked at Wang Jixuan and asked: "Sir, what should I do next? Do you need me to sense the location of the Bladebeasts, or do some other work? In the fortress era, everyone has to find their own value."

He added, "That's what the book says."

"Rest," Ling Tong said simply, "Avoid Thirteen's investigation as much as possible. This trick won't fool them for long."

Zheng Shiduo patted the young man's shoulder: "This is Big Sister Ling Tong. You should listen to her, even if you trust this Mr. Wang."

Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow.

That depends on the situation. For example, during a massage, if he tells Ling Tong to lie down, she can't be on her stomach..."

Goo—

Huh?

Wang Jixuan and the young man frowned simultaneously, both instinctively looking towards the northwest, as if seeing a scene through layers of obstacles.

The young man's eyes showed pale white conjunctiva.

He murmured, "Caterpillar... a King-level larva, is gathering its army... locking onto the cyborg mech that entered the desert..."

"Red Snake might be in trouble," Wang Jixuan said, looking at Ling Tong.

"Immediately notify her and the exploration team to return! Prepare my gear!"

Ling Tong turned and rushed to her room. She needed to change into a high-load combat suit. Wan Xiaoqi immediately followed.

"Yes!" Uncle Tai and Sister Wan agreed, immediately getting to work.

Zheng Shiduo pointed at the young man and asked, "Do I have to continue being his nanny?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

"I mean, do we have any relatively normal nannies here?"

"Hey! You hurt me!"

Zheng Shiduo clutched his heart, saying with an exaggerated expression:

"This is just a poor child. I'm still very popular with adults! I'm just perverted, not pathological!"

"Then please continue to take care of him."

Wang Jixuan instructed the young man:

"Don't overuse your psychic power. Thirteen should have ways to detect psychics. I'll make you a bracelet later."

"Okay," the young man said, hesitating.

Wang Daoshi smiled and said, "It's good to speak up. Boys should express themselves bravely."

"I saw it, some flowers and some grass, and the sky and clouds, and a mine, and there are tracks in the mine... I saw it all!"

He said calmly and excitedly.

Wang Jixuan almost touched the young man's head, but only said, "You can look whenever you want... if everything goes smoothly later."

"Sir, can you give me a new name?"

The young man asked softly:

"My previous name was just something they made up when they took me to participate in military activities. I want to change my appearance and my name at the same time."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment.

The young man was waiting for a new life. He would curiously observe this world, to see the fusion of light and darkness, to experience complex human hearts, pure ideals, and the bittersweetness of life.

So, he said solemnly:

"You are meeting a new life. Next, you will face this chaotic world. I hope you can still maintain your pure nature in the future, and never be satisfied with what you desire, and never be satisfied with what you learn. How about giving you the name [Wuman] (meaning 'never satisfied')?"

"As for the surname, that depends on your own preference."

Zheng Shiduo laughed: "Why not just call him Wu Man? Mouth-sky Wu, Wuman, Wu Man."

The young man nodded seriously.

Wang Jixuan smiled, clenched his left fist, and handed it to Wu Man.

A hint of a smile appeared on Wu Man's serious face. He raised his severely malnourished right hand and gently bumped fists with Wang Jixuan.

"Thank you, sir."

"It's not too late to thank me until you really survive the pursuit of Thirteen."

Wang Daoshi thought of something and called out to Zheng Shiduo:

"Remember to play him at least three hours of music every day. That underground diva named T.E.R.'s songs are good, they have a power to soothe people's hearts."

Zheng Shiduo muttered: "We all listen to death metal, that kind is too boring!"

Wang Daoshi scolded: "I'm warning you, don't corrupt Wu Man!"

Wu Man shook his head with a smile.

He suddenly tilted his head as if listening, turned to look in the direction of the fortress's main body, and raised his hand to tug on Wang Daoshi's sleeve.

"Sir."

"What's wrong?"

"There should be Blade Beasts inside the fortress. They are responding to the young king worm's instructions just now... They are mimic Blade Beasts, but there are very few of them."

Everyone in the supply station was shocked at the same time.