"Help her out? Just those four words?"
"And a period."
"Is the period important?" Wang Jixuan glared at Mudan.
Mudan, dressed in a guard's uniform, pursed her lips and frowned: "She added a period, which means she wasn't interrupted mid-sentence, but rather that the information contained in this message is all there is... That's how Mudan analyzes it."
Daoist Wang pondered slightly: "The situation is unclear. Let's continue to wait for news. Answering her rashly would easily expose us."
"Okay... Ding ding ~"
Mudan used her cherry-like mouth to simulate the sound of an incoming message.
"The message is here! Wow, it's a long one! She must have been editing it just now, look, Chief!"
Mudan's small hand pushed out a projection screen, on which several lines of text appeared.
【This matter has been pushed to me. I'm responsible for sending a few assassins to your D5 headquarters. I'm also one of the chief executors this time.
I know this is a political struggle, and it's also for the overall justice of humanity, but personally sending my friends and sisters to their deaths is still a bit difficult.
I've analyzed it, and the probability is high that you are the one pushing this matter behind the scenes. After all, before you became active, D5 hadn't found any hidden spies for so many years, so I decided to directly contact you.
Even if I'm wrong, with your own special characteristics, and your relationship with Fu Jian, nothing too chaotic will happen.
Help me out, let those four die quickly, without being interrogated and tortured. They are carrying out this dirty order with the belief of saving humanity. I don't want them to experience any more pain before they die.
If it's not possible, it's fine. This is just a personal request.
Mai Qingting.】
"So that's how it is..."
Wang Jixuan looked up in silence.
Aunt Qingting will secretly send natural faction assassins and psionicists over;
Fu Jian is personally arranging for confidants to act as internal agents, carrying out a thorough assassination to resolve internal troubles and frame the ruling faction of Psionic City.
Wang Jixuan didn't want to participate in this, but Aunt Qingting asked, and he didn't want to refuse.
'Tree of Kindness' Little Beta is still with her.
"Reply to Auntie, I'll try my best to keep an eye on things here and help them die quickly."
"Yes, sir, sent," Mudan replied crisply.
Wang Jixuan waved his hand: "Also send a message to the Commander-in-Chief, if you need me to take action on this matter, just say the word, I can do it very discreetly."
Mudan nodded in agreement, and then began to adjust the wording of the communication to the Commander-in-Chief.
Mudan could actually do this herself.
As long as 'she' is given enough equipment, 'she' can also do it very discreetly.
… …
Four days later.
The complete list of this soul-searching has been released.
Twenty-eight officers, including two top generals, need to be purged, and more than sixty people will receive at least a dismissal.
Only 40% of them are related to Psionic City or the Bladebeasts, and the rest are criminal or economic offenses.
— The initial list of more than one hundred people were already officers that Fu Jian suspected of having problems.
Fu Jian selected four heavyweight targets, including Meng and Sheng, as the assassination targets for this group of natural faction psionicist assassins, and the others will be purged immediately after the assassination.
Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief after finishing his work.
The only reason he's staying at headquarters now is the shattered crystal core ritual, which will have a lot of spiritual energy waiting for him to absorb.
Wang Jixuan has prepared himself to do anything to rush his cultivation!
According to his own estimation, he will probably be able to return to Fortress 76 in the Middle Ancient Basin within two days.
Provided there is no shortage of crystal cores, the cultivation environment on the seventh floor of Fortress 76 is the best.
Not only is the rural scenery conducive to cultivating one's mind, but the laughter of the children can also effectively alleviate the killing intent after performing demonic arts.
Just as Wang Jixuan was about to cultivate for more than ten hours in one breath, Sister Wan ran over in a hurry.
"Wang Zheng! Officer Black Shell has come to our studio and wants you to go over immediately!"
Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled: "Isn't my job done? Sister Wan, you could have just sent a message, there was no need to run over."
"The officer requested it, asked me to call you!"
"Alright then."
Wang Jixuan glanced at the box next to him, which contained more than a dozen general-level Bladebeast crystal cores with demon-suppressing talismans attached, each as big as an ostrich egg.
Haven't they paid already? What else could it be?
Sister Wan gasped for breath: "I don't know the specifics, it's an order from the Commander-in-Chief, it's said that we need to prepare to report on the bio-mecha to the Commander-in-Chief?"
"Then I understand."
Wang Jixuan stretched lazily and stood up, asking Sister Wan to help him adjust the nano mask and disguised himself as Uncle Tai again. He and Sister Wan trotted all the way to the Lingtong logistics team's exclusive studio at headquarters.
When he arrived, Mudan was serving tea to Black Shell.
No one can refuse Mudan's industrial tea essence, even a cyborg with more than 90% of their body modified.
Black Shell took a sip of the tea and then looked at 'Uncle Tai' Wang Jixuan with a smile.
Ling Tong, who was a little uneasy, immediately said: "Uncle Tai is here, let's go, the Commander-in-Chief is waiting for us."
"Nice to meet you."
Black Shell immediately stood up, striding forward, and extended his right hand to Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan shook it vigorously: "I've admired you for a long time!"
"Same here!"
Old Instructor Black Shell said softly:
"The Commander-in-Chief asked me to come over to ask you to observe this meeting, and also to reassure you that our fight against the corrupted Psionicists and the Bladebeast civilization will continue to the end, regardless of the cost!"
Wang Jixuan asked: "Have the subsequent matters been arranged?"
Black Shell immediately said: "It's been arranged, the things you told me to arrange have also been arranged... There's not much time left, please."
Ling Tong reminded: "Uncle Tai, follow behind me."
"Please go first, Officer."
Wang Jixuan smiled and stepped back behind Ling Tong, side by side with Sister Wan.
Shenhai immediately jumped to Black Shell's side.
Black Shell glared at Shenhai with some disgust: "Stay away from me! Do you have any discipline!"
Shenhai nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."
"It's not me talking about you! Shenhai, what kind of crap did you fight this battle!"
Black Shell strode in the front, muttering:
"You can really piss me off! I've taught you for so many years, just to let you hug the tail of a King-level Bladebeast? You're fighting that kind of monster with brute force?
"Was there only chicken blood left in your brain at the time? What about positioning? Positioning! Positioning!
"Did you eat the Jiaolong's high mobility? All tragedies stem from one's own incompetence! With your performance, you still want to be evaluated as this year's advanced cyborg? Dream on! The Jiaolong can theoretically single-handedly challenge a King-level Bladebeast, a true cyborg warrior is able to put theory into practice!
"Your next modification application is officially rejected!"
"No, Instructor, please be lenient, it's my problem that I didn't fight well, I definitely won't do it again next time..."
Shenhai was like a primary school student who had done something wrong, obediently following behind, constantly bowing his head and admitting his mistakes.
Wang Jixuan rubbed his nose and asked softly: "Officer, is it okay for Black Shell to scold people like this?"
Ling Tong explained simply: "He is the head of the cyborg unit."
"I mean, Shenhai just suffered psychological trauma, shouldn't you comfort him at this time?"
"Scolding him is enough," Sister Wan said calmly, "Although I don't understand their mentality, as long as their teacher or officer scolds them, they can quickly adjust their mentality."
Daoist Wang smiled wryly.
He looked at Ling Tong, wanting to ask if Ling Tong had ever been scolded.
Ling Tong seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said calmly and slightly proudly: "I am the most excellent."
Wang Jixuan smiled and said: "Okay, if you get scolded in the future, come to me, I'll help you vent your anger."
"No need," Ling Tong looked at the ceiling, "Keeping public and private matters separate is the most basic principle."
Mudan poked Wang Jixuan's arm and whispered: "It seems like Officer Ling Tong means that cyborg officer training matters are public affairs, and getting along with you, Chief, is a private matter."
Ling Tong lowered her head and took two quick steps, and Sister Wan gave Mudan a thumbs up.
The charm of journalism at its finest.
… …
Wang Jixuan and his party were sent to the tea room next to the conference room.
Inside the conference room, Fu Jian, seven top generals, and more than a dozen department heads were silently flipping through the materials in front of them.
Black Shell gestured to Wang Jixuan, signaling him to just listen here, and then quickly went to the conference room, making a look of panting.
"Commander-in-Chief! Sorry! I was delayed here for some time!"
"Yeah, it's okay."
Fu Jian cleared his throat and slowly stood up.
"Stand up!" Black Shell shouted.
Everyone stood up in unison, raised their right fists to their hearts, and shouted in unison and tacitly:
"For humanity! For the survival of civilization! Fight to the end! Never give up!"
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"Sit down."
Fu Jian started simply and clearly:
"Today we will discuss three things: first, to announce the relevant information of the bio-mecha to everyone; second, the next negotiation with Psionic City and the subsequent crystal core shattering plan; and third, to discuss and decide on the subsequent counterattack targets of the King-level Bladebeasts.
"Let's discuss the first thing first, bio-mecha, let Black Shell introduce it."
"Everyone, please look at the screen."
Black Shell stood up again, connected the mechanical arm to the projector, and released a set of photos.
In the photos, the current form of the Red Serpent was completely displayed to the highest military level of the D5 Integrated Theater for the first time, accompanied by annotations - a sub-King-level Bladebeast completely controlled by our side.
There was a sudden commotion in the conference room.
Black Shell admired the expressions of the crowd, took out the explanation he had prepared long ago, and began to explain the birth of this biological mecha.
He talked about [Blade Beast Cell Cultivation] and [Blade Beast Larva Taming], and emphasized the irreproducibility of this biological mecha.
The atmosphere in the conference room quickly reached a small climax.
The generals were imagining how to use this biological mecha, combined with technology and ruthless tactics, to single-handedly challenge King-level Blade Beasts…
Wang Jixuan, who was in the tea room next door, almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
But he quickly fell silent.
His spiritual consciousness kept extending outward, and he could see four groups of people, two by two, walking to the four corners near the conference room.
They stood in their respective positions, like sentries on guard.
These were four naturalistic psionic assassins and their guides.
All eight of these people were going to die.
The difference was how they would die.
The nearby autonomous guards patrolled as usual, automatically ignoring these eight people.
Wang Jixuan's spiritual consciousness heard the only conversation these eight people had, which was murmuring and whispering.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember those few sentences?"
"I remember them completely… Do you have to as well?"
"I am an autonomous machine, simply following orders."
This soldier was lying; he was flesh and blood, a normal human being.
Apart from these few simple whispers, the eight people made no more sound.
Wang Jixuan felt a little depressed.
In the conference room, impassioned speeches were accompanied by bursts of applause, and the assassins waiting outside became more and more calm.
The meeting soon proceeded to the third item, and at this moment, Fu Jian suddenly spoke, frowning:
"Meeting adjourned. I have some urgent matters to attend to. Please wait a few minutes."
The participating generals stood up and watched him leave.
Fu Jian opened the door of the tea room, lowered his head and walked in.
Wang Jixuan and Fu Jian exchanged glances. Fu Jian nonchalantly walked to a corner and sat down, tapping his fingers a few times in the air.
The eight assassins immediately took action.
The four 'guides' straightened their military caps and walked towards the conference room with their heads down, calmly, synchronously, without the slightest flaw, rushing to behind their respective targets and whispering a few words.
One of the main targets of this operation, the psionic capital's spy Meng Shushui, frowned and asked:
"What matter requires me to deal with it now? Can't you see that a meeting is in progress!"
"Look," the guide took out the Commander-in-Chief's token.
"Okay, I understand."
Meng Shushui nodded and stood up, exchanging glances with the other three generals who stood up at about the same time, secretly relieved.
The four of them were not each other's 'allies'.
From this, Meng Shushui could judge that it wasn't his affairs that had been discovered, but something else. Then Meng Shushui began to think about his intersection with the three.
After leaving the conference room door, the four were led in two directions, and then split up again at the next intersection.
Approaching the corner ahead, Meng Shushui frowned and asked, "Where exactly are we going? Where are my guards?"
"The Commander-in-Chief asked them to go back first. This is a confidential matter," the guide said with a smile, "You don't trust the Commander-in-Chief, do you?"
Meng Shushui said in a low voice, "Of course not. The Commander-in-Chief is my spiritual mentor and the lighthouse of my life, but I'm not sure whether such a sudden departure from the meeting is in compliance with regulations, and whether it is in accordance with…"
A figure suddenly darted out from the corner ahead!
Meng Shushui's expression changed drastically, and he turned to run!
The psionicist had already raised his hands, his ten fingers clawing, and several metal prism blades shot out!
Meng Shushui, who was just an ordinary person, exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
Similar situations occurred simultaneously in all four corners.
The ways in which the four generals died differed due to the different abilities of the assassinating psionicists.
Target No. 1, Meng Shushui, was pierced through the body by metal prism blades controlled by telekinesis;
Target No. 2, Sheng Zuo, had his head ripped off by the claws of a mutated psionicist;
Target No. 3 suffered a mental shock that caused his brain to explode, and Target No. 4 had his neck broken and his brain directly shaken into mush.
Wang Jixuan clearly saw this scene with his spiritual consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of autonomous machines swarmed in, firing wildly at the four psionicists, and a fierce battle broke out in the corridor!
These psionicists kept shouting!
"Victory belongs to the Psionic Capital!"
"Fu Jian! If you have the ability, detonate the nuclear bomb! Psionicists will never succumb to you and become your slaves!"
"You're next!"
"Fu Jian, may you die a horrible death!"
As the light of the laser cannons continued to flash, these C-level psionicists one by one fell silent, and four corpses were completely surrounded by autonomous machines.
As soon as the melee ended, the four guides who had completed their missions, the four young soldiers with similar life experiences to Lin Bolin Tao and the others, squatted in the corners and raised their guns to their temples.
"Victory belongs to all mankind."
They whispered, and simultaneously pulled the trigger.
Bang!
…
Wang Jixuan retracted his spiritual consciousness a little slowly, closed his eyes, and gently exhaled.
Fu Jian patted Wang Jixuan on the shoulder.
"This matter is over. Prepare in advance. Start cracking the crystal cores immediately. This conflict has successfully escalated."
The Commander-in-Chief didn't say much, nor did he make any excuses for his cruelty, and opened the door of the tea room forward.
A group of generals looked over; they had heard the noise outside, and now they were mostly uneasy.
"Continue the meeting. Don't wait for those four anymore,"
Fu Jian said calmly.
