‘Flying sand?’
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense detection range would continuously increase with the improvement of his cultivation and the strengthening of his soul.
However, constantly using his spiritual sense to probe at a distance would quickly exhaust him, so during cultivation, he would only allow his spiritual sense to naturally extend, passively detecting any movements in his surroundings.
At this moment, habitually unfolding his spiritual sense, the edge of his awareness happened to catch a wisp of sand being swept up.
“Mudan, thermal imaging scan! Focus on the surface military camp!”
“Yes!”
After a few seconds of delay, a dense array of thermal imaging silhouettes appeared on the projection screen before him, making Wang Jixuan's eyes blur.
Mudan's pupils bloomed with a red glow.
“Comparing... Six intrusion targets detected, all equipped with holographic belts and psionic shielding devices, rapidly approaching the ventilation duct intake.”
Wang Jixuan made a decisive decision: “Sound the alarm! Focus the searchlights on them! Let the soldiers fire freely!”
“Yes!”
Mudan's fingertips flashed rapidly, causing the images on the projection screens to change rapidly.
High in the sky, Ling Tong, piloting her mecha, shattered the ice ball with a single sword strike.
On the ground, the soldiers cheered continuously, celebrating the victory of this interception, which signified that their counterattack against the City of Psionics had achieved a stage of success.
It was at this moment.
The sirens of Fortress 82 blared!
Each of the on-duty soldiers received the same order through various means, and the commanders of each team and department gave the simplest instructions.
In front of a ventilation duct in the corner of the camp, a dozen soldiers rushed forward hand-in-hand, knocking out a transparent figure.
Some soldiers threw quick-spray dyeing smoke grenades, and the smoke outlined a running figure.
Gunfire erupted from the edge of the camp, as several soldiers simultaneously aimed their guns and fired into the desert, immediately plunging the main camp into chaos.
The battle began.
Almost as soon as the ordinary human soldiers discovered the intruders, a roar that seemed capable of shattering eardrums came from the northwest corner, and a burly man covered in black armor emerged, like a costumed monster from a tokusatsu show, charging into the crowd while weathering the bullets.
A C-level mutated psionic!
Slightly closer to the interior of the camp, the figure that had been knocked out by the soldiers activated a shield, and a visible shockwave erupted from the back of its head, causing the soldiers to fall backward, clutching their heads and screaming.
A B-level telekinetic psionic!
The six intruders launched their attacks simultaneously, and there were actually three B-level psionics among them!
The enemy was truly sparing no expense!
All the psionics were wearing expensive combat suits, which, combined with their own abilities, unleashed a powerful combat force that the ordinary soldiers were simply unable to resist.
Two half-human mechas hiding in the shadows immediately appeared and launched their attacks.
Several special operations team members were already encircling the camp from the periphery.
The six psionics, who had somehow approached the outer edge of the camp, were now extremely close to their respective targets, and five of them took advantage of the chaos to forcefully charge forward, throwing over a dozen bottles of pink liquid into six different ventilation ducts!
Amidst the faint sound of glass breaking, a C-level psionic's head was struck by the beam of a destruction cannon, instantly blasting away half of it!
Sniper rifles fired!
Special operations teams unleashed concentrated firepower!
Half-human mechas charged into the fray, sticking close to the crowds;
The remaining five psionics had completed their mission, and without any hesitation, they turned and broke out in different directions, grabbing ordinary soldiers to use as shields, limiting the military's firepower.
The camp became increasingly chaotic.
The remaining two C-level psionics were suppressed by the soldiers.
Two B-level psionics were pursued by the half-human mechas and began to engage in close combat;
Only one B-level body-enhancement psionic broke out of the camp, and unluckily, charged directly towards the location of Wang Jixuan's temporary supply station.
Daoist Wang was already putting on his X-Armor, but it took some time to put the thing on.
This mutated psionic with 'black crocodile skin' all over his body, was now running wildly across the desert using both his hands and feet, unleashing an extremely fast speed.
‘If it doesn't work, I won't wear the armor! This great demon, I, the Daoist, will surely kill him!’
Daoist Wang was about to abandon the armor and rush out directly.
“Commander, Mudan requests permission to engage.”
Mudan said calmly:
“Mudan should be able to delay this psionic.”
Instructor Hei also poked his head out of the car window: “Wang Zheng, just let her go, you don't need to rush to put on the battle armor, it's just a B- body enhancement type, Mudan can handle it.”
Daoist Wang nodded in agreement: “Delay him as much as possible, I'll be there soon.”
“Yes, Mudan will not disappoint the commander!”
Mudan replied crisply, turned and walked towards the exit of the supply station, and in the gap when the electric door above opened, she took off the cat-ear headband on her head and casually tied up her dark golden long hair.
Bending her legs and leaping, the loyal R99 Mudan, with the weight of an ordinary person, lightly jumped out of the three-meter-deep sand pit.
Wang Jixuan's hands didn't stop, and he continued to put on the armor, and the image on the holographic projection screen changed.
After Mudan jumped out of the supply station, she gracefully began to walk with cat-like steps, holding her hands, walking towards the northwest, turning her head to look in the direction of the camp.
Her calculations were flawless, and after taking about thirty steps, she was just in the path of the 'human-shaped crocodile' charging forward.
The B-level psionic discovered Mudan's trace a hundred meters away, and he didn't feel any threat, continuing to charge forward at a speed of over seventy miles per hour, with billowing smoke and dust kicked up by his feet and hands.
“The commander didn't say whether to keep him alive or not, so Mudan will have to make her own judgment, and she must fully demonstrate Mudan's melee ability, that's what Mudan thinks.”
Mudan murmured softly, and wearing lace white纱 gloves, she took a step towards the psionic, straddling her slender black silk long legs.
“Die!”
The psionic roared and charged at top speed.
Compared to the psionic's speed, Mudan's movements were like practicing Tai Chi in the park, but every movement was so precise, bow stance, punch, dark golden long hair suddenly fluttered backward, slender arms conducting the huge energy generated by the body, and a blue halo appeared on the fist!
[Hundredfold Electromagnetic Fist]!
Bang!
Her delicate fist shot forward like a cannonball!
The psionic's eyes widened!
What was going on?
The scene he had envisioned, where he would directly shatter the woman in front of him, did not occur, but the other party's fist suddenly appeared before his eyes, extremely powerful kinetic energy, a blue halo, and the white lace glove wrapped around the fist...
Like a water bag being hit by a cannonball, blood, black, and white liquids splashed towards the direction of the camp.
Mudan's bow stance and punch remained stable and motionless.
The B-level psionic whose head had been blown off, rolled forward for dozens of meters, and was still twitching on the sand.
Mudan slowly stood up straight, her perfect figure standing tall and graceful, the fist that had been thrown out had automatically retracted, and her right hand was not affected in any way, only a large area of bruising appeared on the simulated leather, and the delicate glove was completely ruined.
Mudan took off her gloves and threw them on the ground with some disgust, and then, pinching the hem of her skirt, she gracefully bowed to the headless corpse and walked back to the temporary supply station.
By the way, she also issued the order [Do not pay attention to that beautiful and lovely gentle little maid] [Dispose of the corpse cleanly] to those garrison troops who were chasing after her.
Inside the supply station.
Daoist Wang, who had just put on his X-Armor, frowned and pursed his lips, and couldn't help but ask:
“Uncle Hei? Is the combat power of this kind of loyal mecha you developed so strong?”
“Of course.”
Instructor Hei laughed:
“The original setting of the loyal mecha's protection target was our main weapon, the Terror Mecha, they were designed to cooperate with the Terror Mecha to fight against the King-level Blade Beasts, guess how strong they are.”
“Then why were they sealed? Such a strong combat power is even more powerful than the half-human mecha, wouldn't it be good to put them into the battlefield.”
“In the final stages of research and development, a verification machine went out of control and destroyed a ground satellite fortress with 1,600 garrison troops, 360 scientific researchers, and 3,000 permanent residents within fifteen minutes... No one survived.”
Instructor Hei sighed:
“Its powerful foundation is the ability to imitate and even replace human thinking, otherwise it would be difficult to control its entire body of parts and powerful energy.
“And this foundation determines that it has the potential to become a complete mechanical life form and betray humanity.
“So we have imposed various restrictions on Mudan, especially weapon system restrictions, and gave it to you as your personal bodyguard, after all, it is impossible for me to always be by your side as a bodyguard, although Grandpa is old, but there are still many important things to do.”
Wang Jixuan:…
As long as he is allowed to cultivate peacefully for half a year, it is really hard to say who will protect whom.
Alas, wanting to cultivate peacefully seems a bit troublesome at the moment.
“I'll take Mudan to the military camp to take a look and interrogate these captured psionics, Grandpa, you can move this temporary supply station to another location to avoid exposure.”
“You brat actually dares to order me around!”
“After solving this Mo Feng, I'll give Grandpa a Ling Tong-style massage.”
“Do you need to add some weapons and equipment during the transfer?”
Instructor Hei immediately changed his tone:
“This has nothing to do with your spiritual massage, it's purely as an elder, expressing concern for you, a junior.”
Wang Jixuan gave a thumbs up.
Our Grandpa Hei is indeed a great man who can bend and stretch.
…
Half an hour later.
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Wang Jixuan, wearing X-Armor, and Mudan, wearing that set of conventional armor, arrived together at the already peaceful main camp on the surface of the fortress.
This set of conventional armor has no distinction between men and women, but Mudan still managed to walk out with a bit of a delicate feeling after putting it on.
She did it on purpose.
Ling Tong and Chi She had already safely returned to the surface.
Red Snake kept watch in the distance with her massive mech. These mechs required extensive maintenance after each use, so they were rarely piloted.
Ling Tong changed into a standard combat suit and a hazmat suit, and, along with two semi-human mechs, interrogated the captured psionics in the military camp.
Because the psionics had released an unknown gas, most of the military camp had been quickly evacuated.
When Wang Ji Xuan arrived with Mudan, hundreds of soldiers in hazmat suits were urgently analyzing the composition of the pink gas at the ventilation shafts.
"How is it going?"
Wang Ji Xuan's processed voice transmitted through the silver-white armor.
Ling Tong looked up. Behind the transparent visor of her hazmat suit, her stern expression instantly softened and relaxed.
— Earlier, during an online chat, Wang Ji Xuan had revealed that he was the holder of the X Armor.
"We haven't identified the composition of the gas yet," Ling Tong said softly.
"Let them explain the details to you; I'm not a professional… Remember to turn on the armor's filter."
"Yeah, it's on," Wang Ji Xuan replied simply.
A young female officer raised her hand in salute: "Sir! Reporting to you!"
"Thank you for your trouble."
"Due to the activation of a special activator, the gas is spreading very quickly!
"Even though we shut down the ventilation fans as quickly as possible, the unknown gas has still contaminated about thirty percent of the fortress, and it continues to spread.
"When designing these fully enclosed underground fortresses, the engineers only considered how to defend against the Venomtooth Beasts' poisonous gas, but not how to defend against poisonous gas developed by humans themselves.
"If the ventilation system detects the poisonous gas released by certain Venomtooth Beasts, it will automatically switch to a full exhaust system and activate the stored liquid nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon dioxide in each level.
"But now, we can only operate manually, which creates a time lag and allows the poisonous gas to spread.
"Moreover, the ventilation shafts they chose are connected to the upper, middle, and lower cities. The lower city is the most severely affected due to the age of the equipment, the upper city is also quite affected, and the middle city has the smallest affected area.
"However, strangely, the residents have not shown any signs of discomfort so far."
The female officer added as a final note:
"The specific composition of this pink gas is very common; it's just a gas release agent.
"We also detected extremely weak psionic reactions, and we suspect it may be related to the rare abilities of some special psionics.
"We currently do not have any data on this.
"That's all!"
The female officer saluted and continued her work.
Wang Ji Xuan nodded with a smile — although she couldn't see his expression.
Ling Tong added simply: "These psionics have also confessed that Mo Feng temporarily transferred them from the D3 war zone."
"Is D3 being heavily infiltrated now?"
"It's about to become a psionic colony," Ling Tong said softly. "These attacks have all been related to the old D3 war zone… Hmm? Is that it?"
"Yes!"
Mudan saluted quickly, deliberately answering in a rough, hoarse voice:
"Commander Ling Tong, hello! I am the commander's wingman. I am not human; I am a mechanical body!
"So I will not pose any threat to you!
"Please don't reject me!"
Wang Ji Xuan was a little puzzled and didn't understand what was going on.
Ling Tong said simply: "I've seen your photos, Mudan. No need to overreact."
"Whew —"
Mudan's tone was somewhat exaggerated. It patted its chest gently, and the armor layer trembled continuously.
"That's good, that's good."
Wang Ji Xuan ignored the nonsense and asked directly: "Do you need my help interrogating them? I've recently thought of some less… dark methods."
"If you could…"
Buzz, buzz!
Ding, ding!
Wang Ji Xuan's and Ling Tong's communicators sounded simultaneously.
[Xiao Zhou: I sent a short video to the command center of Fortress 82. Take a look and see what it means. It was sent by that Mo Feng!]
Mudan resumed its usual voice: "Video captured. Do you want to display it?"
"Display."
Several rays appeared on Mudan's chest armor, and a projection screen appeared in front of them.
It was still the environment inside the cockpit, and it was still Mo Feng wearing the mask, but Mo Feng had changed into purple yoga pants and a sports vest, and had deliberately put on some light to make her skin look tighter and fairer.
Mo Feng pursed her lips and glanced slightly, her pupils reflecting the screen of the teleprompter. She said lightly:
"Before, I was just pretending to be stupid to lower your guard.
"Next, how about we play a killing game? Hehehe, see you later."
Whoosh!
The video stopped abruptly.
Almost at the same moment, a psionic wave suddenly came from the northwest, affecting the entire fortress.
In the distance, several soldiers suddenly convulsed all over, their eyes filled with blood, reaching out to their comrades beside them, and biting them as soon as they opened their mouths.
