Chapter 100 Leading Version’s Mental State

It’s a little past six in the morning.

Why is this neighbor named Gao Huating here when she’s not going to work or sleeping in?

Based on Master Wang’s observations over the past ten days (truly unintentionally), Gao Huating, the female nanny, is just sweet and cute in appearance, but not particularly outstanding.

Ordinary people without combat ability

However, from a cultivator’s perspective, this girl possesses a spiritual aura, which is indeed quite rare.

As people grow older, their worries and anxieties increase, their dantian (heavenly gate) closes, their dantian (mud pill) becomes blocked, their meridians solidify, and their spiritual energy dissipates.

To still retain this spiritual energy at the age of twenty-three or twenty-four…

Her talent and aptitude as a child were likely exceptional.

If she had been discovered by Master Wang when she was three or four years old, he might have actually taken her in as a disciple.

Unfortunately, this girl is already a grown woman and has no further potential for development.

She rode her bike, swaying back and forth on the cement road bathed in the morning light, leaving a trail of winding tire tracks behind her, carefree and happy. The plastic sunflowers in her basket swayed with the bike as she rode.

Master Wang:…

He seems to be a good person after all.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to turn and leave, Gao Huating stopped her bicycle by the roadside. She glanced around and then, with a sly look, jumped into the wheat field next to her.

A ‘wheat field’ suddenly split open.

Wang Jixuan scanned the area carefully with his spiritual sense and discovered a small building wrapped in a ‘holographic cloth,’ creating a perfect visual illusion.

Gao Huating opened the door and slipped inside.

It was a small elevator lobby. She skillfully authenticated her fingerprint, pressed the down button, and followed the elevator down four or five meters to arrive at a spacious studio filled with musical instruments and electronic equipment.

“Yohoo!”

Gao Huating cheered, kicked off her sneakers, and ran like a horse that had broken free and found a grassland, or a dried-up fish that had returned to a pond. Wearing only light-colored stockings, she trotted on the clean floor, rushed to the refrigerator in the corner of the studio, took out a bottle of iced drink, and jumped onto the hammock next to it.

She curled up in the hammock, drinking an iced beverage, took off her stockings and threw them aside, her two crystal-clear little feet swinging back and forth.

In a corner of the studio, a 3D projector hanging in the corner of the ceiling started working, and a half-length portrait of a middle-aged woman appeared next to Gao Huating.

The woman urged, “Big sister! You finally remembered you had this part-time job!”

“hey-hey!”

Gao Huating smiled shyly:

“A new neighbor recently moved in next door, so I’m afraid to go out freely!”

“Neighbors? Didn’t I already have someone make sure the room next to your dorm was vacated? Why are there still neighbors?”

“I don’t know! But that guy seemed like a really nice person!”

Gao Huating swayed her legs triumphantly from side to side:

“I gave him a brief greeting! Surprisingly, I wasn’t too nervous!”

The middle-aged woman couldn’t help but raise her hand to her forehead: “That’s really great… Am I talking to a child in an orphanage? You’re 24 years old, Xiaohua Ting! Although I’m just your agent and nanny, I’ll support you if you like the same sex! You don’t need to always act like you’re afraid of men.”

“I’m not afraid, I just don’t know how to communicate with them.”

Gao Huating’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she immediately retorted:

“Furthermore, I am heterosexual! A strict conservative!”

“I will heed the call of the fortress’s will and choose a suitable partner at the right age to reproduce, or… use surrogacy!”

“Alright, alright, get back to work!”

The middle-aged woman glanced at her wristwatch:

“The next broadcast is in seventy minutes. It will still feature soothing songs, at least five in total. You should get yourself ready first.”

“We have increased the number of radio terminals deployed in the lower city of the fortress. Now the lower city is shrouded in fear of being invaded by the Blade Beasts, and music has become the only therapy.”

“Also, drink less sugary drinks! Take good care of your precious voice!”

“Oh,” Gao Huating replied, sounding aggrieved, “but these things really taste delicious!”

The middle-aged woman gave up, covered her forehead, and shut down the communication.

Gao Huating giggled, jumped off the hammock, stood on tiptoe, and walked a few dance steps with her head held high before twirling to the wardrobe next to her.

There are three hairstyles in the wardrobe: medium-length golden hair, long, smooth, jet-black hair, and long, wavy, burgundy hair.

Gao Huating held a drink in her left hand, her right arm across her body, and a thoughtful expression on her face.

She muttered to herself:

“Should we choose 【Rock Queen】 Kelly Jin today? Or 【Lyrical Lady】 Jasmine Hua? Or perhaps the charming 【Smoky-voiced Sister】 Wang Qianqian?”

“Tsk tsk tsk! Today it’s your turn! Jim Carrey!”

She put down her drink, picked up the smooth golden wig, and skipped over to the dressing table. She quickly put on the headgear, tied up her short hair, put on the wig, took out a lipstick, applied a bright red lipstick in front of the mirror, gave a soft kiss, and put on her sunglasses.

Half a minute later, she picked up her electric guitar, lowered her head, and began playing an exciting melody;

Two minutes later, she picked up the bass and played firm and powerful notes;

Five minutes later, she sat behind the drum set and began to play lively drumbeats with a confident and stylish air.

Ten minutes later, she played the keyboard with one hand, swaying her body to the rhythm of the music, and exclaiming “Wow!” and “Cool!”

Hiding under a tree by the roadside a hundred meters away, Master Wang silently observed the scene with his spiritual sense:…

this?

ah?

She really doesn’t seem to be very smart.

Finally, Gao Huating seemed to have had enough fun. She cleared her throat and turned on the pre-recorded accompaniment.

Gao Huating picked up her guitar, walked to a standing microphone, let out a soft sigh, and clenched her fist, murmuring:

“The third song of the 10,000-person concert, a rock song, is the 126th rehearsal.”

She took off her sunglasses, her eyes becoming firm and bright. With a smile, she waved ahead and spoke into the microphone:

“The following song is called ‘Our Dream,’ dedicated to everyone who fought hard and struggled to survive in the Fortress Age. We have waited for the dawn, and we have waited for victory! Thank you for your contributions to human survival! Thank you for your support of the future!”

The accompaniment suddenly became more energetic, and her electric guitar quickly joined the rhythm. Her voice, which should have been crisp, became high-pitched, bright, and full of power.

Master Wang couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

Although the whole scene was somewhat… somewhat funny…

But this song is really good; it not only stirs the eardrums but also ignites the passion in people’s hearts.

What an amazing talent.

After the song ended, Gao Huating’s small face was covered in fine sweat, her breathing was rapid, and her chest was heaving.

The light she had imagined also dissipated, and the canvas with stick figures pasted on the wall in front of her naturally could not give her any response.

“Not bad this time! Keep it up!”

Gao Huating smiled happily, then stretched out a big yawn.

The 3D projector in the corner projected the image of the middle-aged woman once again.

The agent yelled at the top of her lungs, “My dear! Little Hua Ting! There’s no time left! You’re still playing around!”

“Oh, oh! Okay, okay!”

Gao Huating quickly put down her electric guitar, took off her golden wig, and hurriedly ran to the wardrobe next to her. She quickly put on her long black hair, wiped off her red lips, and applied a layer of light pink lipstick.

Wang Jixuan noticed that her temperament had changed; she had become gentle and intellectual, while retaining her original sweetness and cuteness.

Gao Huating hummed a pleasant tune, picked up her acoustic guitar, walked to the control panel in the corner, sat down, skillfully adjusted various parameters, and waited for the countdown to end.

finally.

She pressed the broadcast button, took a soft breath, and spoke gently in a soft, ethereal voice:

“Good morning, residents of the fortress. This is TER’s exclusive channel. We hope today’s song can bring you some comfort, like a gentle breeze in March…”

Under the tree, Master Wang smiled knowingly.

He suppressed his mischievous urge to leave a note and scare TER Xiaohua Ting, and turned to walk towards the studio in the distance.

This girl has a really good personality, but her mental state is a bit questionable.

…

Wang Jixuan had just returned to his dormitory and meditated for a while when his old communicator received a message, prompting him to rush to the studio.

Something happened in the outer C area.

“Wang Zheng, look,” Uncle Tai said, pointing to the image displayed on the screen.

A patrol of soldiers was knocked unconscious, their bodies arranged in the shape of the Chinese character “黑” (black), right next to the Lingtong supply station in Zone C.

Master Wang asked, “Were there any casualties?”

“Two people are dead, but they weren’t found here.”

Wan Xiaoqi said quickly:

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“Before this, two psionicists from Fortress 82 tried to sneak in, but were shot in the head and killed by the security forces.”

“Then, on the outskirts of Zone C, we found two soldiers who had been tortured to death. They had suffered psychological attacks, their eyes were bloodshot, and two red hearts had been drawn on their foreheads.”

“These two victims are likely the result of psychic revenge, and are considered two separate incidents from those of the unconscious warriors.”

Zheng Shiduo muttered, “A dozen or so people were arranged in black characters; it must be a provocation.”

Wu Man was somewhat puzzled: “Provocation? Black? Black Storm?”

“Yes,” Uncle Tai said, “Right now, there is only this possibility. The guy who used this word is most likely provoking Black Storm.”

Everyone turned to look at Wang Jixuan.

Master Wang shrugged and spread his hands: “Don’t do that, it makes it sound like I’m easily provoked.”

“That’s good,” Zheng Shiduo breathed a sigh of relief. “I was really afraid that you would start a fight at the drop of a hat.”

Wu Man asked, “Besides attacking the warriors, what else did these psionicists do?”

“The supply depot has been hacked.”

Uncle Tai pulled up two photos, showing a blurry human figure and large footprints left on the ground.

Wan Xiaoqi read aloud the documents he had just received:

“The invading psionicist is over two meters tall, moves very nimbly, and has a psionic fluctuation index of B-level, classifying him as a B-level body-enhanced psionicist.”

“Aside from this photo and this footprint, the cameras we deployed near the supply station did not capture any image, and the bio-radar did not issue any warnings. We suspect that it is equipped with an optical invisibility cloak or has some kind of peculiar ability.”

“The four mechanics we assigned to the fake supply depot all had a handful of sand next to their pillows.”

“It should be a piece of cake for this psionicist to kill these mechanics.”

“All the equipment there showed signs of being hacked. He took the fake data we left behind. In this fake data… we deliberately kept some information related to Wu Man to cover it up.”

Wan Xiaoqi pointed to the large furnaces and large refrigerators storing materials for the Blade Beasts behind them.

Wu Man laughed and said, “I’ve become your cover-up, which is great.”

“You’d better get used to walking sooner,” Master Wang joked, “otherwise you won’t be able to run properly later.”

“I can walk a few steps now, but it gets very tiring,” Wu Man said somewhat dejectedly.

Master Wang raised his hand and patted Wu Man’s head, encouraging him, “Don’t rush, take care of your health first. I was just kidding… So, does that mean there are more B-level psychics here now?”

The voice of the battle maiden, Red Serpent, came from the loudspeaker on the control panel: “To be precise, there are four.”

An arc-shaped trail of flame appeared outside the window, and a graceful figure flew in through the window.

It was the Red Serpent wearing the Slashing Blade Armor.

She was supposed to rest at the surface military camp’s dedicated supply depot, but she detoured here halfway.

After landing, the woman stretched her aching neck and said with a smile:

“According to our intelligence, this is a highly professional investigation team consisting of two A-level and two B-level members, skilled at concealing their tracks.”

“They had previously appeared at Fortress 82 and took away four psionicists who were his assistants.”

“This investigation team already has the combat capability to destroy Fort 76.”

“If they insist on invading the fortress, it will be difficult to resist them with conventional forces alone.”

Master Wang was speechless.

He had just finished ten days of peaceful cultivation!

It’s been less than half a month!

Fortunately, he doesn’t lack crystal cores now, and his cultivation recovery speed is not bad… However, the two realms of Gathering Spirit and Returning to Truth are the process of forging the foundation of the Dao, and even if the spiritual energy is abundant, it will still take some time.

One must properly forge one’s Dao body, otherwise the Core Formation stage will be extremely difficult.

The red snake stroked its chin, sized up Wang Jixuan, and said with a smile:

“However, if you could give my husband and me a psionic massage, we could also protect you like Ling Tong does.”

Master Wang leaned back slightly.

These guys! What do they take me for?!

Boundless Heavenly Venerable!

Is he a massage therapist? Besides, Red Serpent is a woman, and a respectable married woman at that. How could she have physical intimacy with him?

Half an hour later.

Wearing his standard surgical suit and thick tactical gloves, Master Wang looked at Red Serpent and Deep Sea lying side by side on the bed in front of him, smiled slightly, and placed his hands on the necks of the two humanoid mechs.

“Gentlemen, how’s the pressure?”

“very nice.”

“Hmm…no wonder Ling Tong’s strength has improved so quickly…Husband, let’s steal him away and hire him with double the benefits!”

Shen Hai chuckled: “Sure, but you’ll have to get a divorce first, and maybe get some height and breast implants too, otherwise it might be a bit difficult to win it over.”

“Die!”

Red Serpent threw a punch, and Deep Sea, along with his bed, was moved sideways for more than ten meters.

Wang Jixuan immediately softened his movements, prioritizing the treatment of the hidden brain injuries that had accumulated from years of battles for Red Serpent.

Shenhai ran back carrying the iron bed, gave Wang Jixuan an awkward smile, and lay back down to coax his wife.

This couple…

Master Wang chuckled inwardly as he carefully observed them.

at the same time.

Beside an elevator on the seventh floor, a burly man in military uniform slowly raised his head, his gaze locking onto the residential buildings in the area.

He sniffed.

The bear could smell it; it was indeed the scent of a psionicist.