Chapter 107 The Back of Fate

“You’re going to Fortress 82? That place is practically becoming a stronghold of the Psionic Capital in this area. You’re going there… oh?”

A hint of amusement appeared on the black-faced drill instructor’s mechanical expression:

“You mean, go over there and take revenge on the forces of the Psionic Capital?”

“It’s not really revenge.”

Wang Jixuan looked at the casualty figure, which finally settled at ‘5392’, and calmly said:

“I have no relation to these humans and have no right to avenge them.”

“I just witnessed this scene.”

“The great demon committed atrocities, and all living beings perished tragically.”

“Now that my strength is limited and I cannot confront such a great demon head-on, I will start with the small demons, uphold justice, slay demons and monsters, and seek pleasure and peace.”

“Also, precisely because Fort 82 is their stronghold, we can play a trick of keeping them in the dark. As long as we do it discreetly enough, they won’t notice me.”

The black-clad instructor raised an eyebrow, lowered his head, and quietly pondered, perhaps dealing with other issues.

Soon, the black instructor clicked his tongue: “The protests have started in the Psionic Capital.”

“They’re still protesting?” Wang Jixuan thought he had misheard.

“Yeah, two A’s, two B’s, and one C’s died, and we even captured one of them. They’re furious now and are threatening to send ten S-class psychics to take us down.”

“ah?”

Wang Jixuan stared wide-eyed and asked:

“So they killed over five thousand people and destroyed an entire camp, and that doesn’t count? Just because there’s no evidence they did it?”

“Well,” the black instructor said with a hint of helplessness, “in the eyes of these bastards, five thousand ordinary humans are not as important as one A-level.”

Wang Jixuan: ……

“The reality is even more ironic. A-level psionicists are known as powerful individual soldiers who can change the course of a battle. During their lifespan, they are usually able to defeat one or two general-level or sub-king-level blade beasts.”

The black instructor said calmly:

“These psionicists are like spoiled giant babies, pampered by the human patriarch. They are self-centered, arrogant, and disdainful of others.”

“Not all psionicists are like that. About 70 percent have fallen, but there are still about 30 percent of psionicists who support the local army and us. It’s a pity that they have been sidelined or left idle.”

“What’s even more unfortunate is that the S-class psionicist who made the move today was very cautious. After retaliating, he immediately retreated, and our people couldn’t catch up with him.”

“The ambush mission led by Deepsea is complete. As for the final bonus task, Deepsea and his team didn’t do very well and won’t get any bonus points… Have you finished scoring?”

Wang Jixuan remained silent.

He looked down and scribbled on the form.

The gloom of witnessing the destruction of the outer C zone was now greatly relieved.

The black-clad instructor was intently tapping on the air, handling the follow-up matters.

The humanoid mechs began to disperse and return to defense, while Ling Tong and Chi She began to organize the rescue of Area C.

Their chat channel became active again.

Half an hour later, a photo appeared above the holographic topographic map, which was seen by Wang Jixuan.

The photo is a bit blurry, but you can see the silhouette of a woman in a dark green evening gown soaring upwards through the night sky, with a caption next to it.

【An S-rank psychic, titled Mo Feng, ranked 36th in overall combat strength among S-rank psychics. Possesses the ability to manipulate the weather. Years ago, she participated in the D2 Military Region’s campaign to eliminate King-level beasts, working alongside several A-rank psychics to drop massive objects from the sky, annihilating the ground-based Blade Beast horde and severely injuring the King-level Blade Beasts.】

Mo Feng.

Master Wang noted down the demon’s name.

The black instructor explained simply:

“This guy escaped the dense atmosphere and then disappeared without a trace. However, now that she has reappeared, she will probably continue to handle matters here.”

“The Deep Sea team’s mission has been changed: while interrogating that A-level psychic, they will attempt to kill or capture Mo Feng.”

The black-clad drill instructor looked up and asked:

“As for you, young man, have you made up your mind? To go to Fortress 82?”

“It’s confirmed.”

“Then I’ll set the destination for the truck, and while I’m at it, I’ll teach you some essential military knowledge.”

The black-clad instructor blinked his only remaining naked eye:

“You know, I’m an instructor. Instructors do two things: teach and assess.”

“I’ve taught you, and now I’m going to test you.”

“I’ll send you a fun suit of armor later.”

“Similarly, I will protect you closely to ensure you don’t fall into a trap. The more times I intervene, the lower your assessment score will be.”

Although Wang Jixuan didn’t want to say this, he couldn’t help but ask:

“What do I need your rating for? It doesn’t seem to be that important to me.”

“You really don’t need to worry about this; it’s our internal rating system.”

“Alright, I’ve finished filling out this form. I’ll take a break now. Call me anytime if you have any questions, Uncle Hei.”

The black-clad instructor took out two instruments and aimed them at Wang Jixuan.

“Grandpa, what are you doing?”

“Let’s investigate why your strength increases over time. It’s okay, take a break. What I’m most curious about is that your psionic reaction index increases slowly, and the psionic energy in the air is constantly interacting with you.”

Wang Jixuan: ……

Huh?

Was his ability to cultivate revealed to Ling Tong long ago, or was it just detected by this shady instructor?

This second-generation half-human mech is truly impressive.

However, in terms of appearance, newcomers like Ling Tong, who haven’t undergone extensive makeovers, are cuter.

Across from Wang Jixuan, Instructor Hei looked down at the form, glancing at the rows of ’98’ scores and, most notably, the string of ‘100’s for Ling Tong, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

This guy really doesn’t shy away from it.

However, this table can reveal a lot, allowing us to analyze Wang Zheng’s mindset, personality traits, and way of handling things.

‘A rather interesting young man.’

The black-clad instructor hummed an old military requiem while tapping on the extremely complex control panel in front of him.

As a second-generation half-human mecha, he has to deal with more than just the matters at hand.

The cargo container began to shake continuously.

The convoy traveled along this semi-subterranean road, along the edge of the Sari Desert, toward Fortress No. 82.

…

【Xiao Zhou (studying diligently): I just got news that Fortress C has been destroyed, with heavy casualties. How are you all doing?】

【Ling Tong (Power Upgrade): I’m rescuing the wounded, you guys chat.】

【Wang Zheng (in hiding): Don’t worry about me, I’ll stay out here.】

【Xiao Zhou: That’s good… These damn psionicists, they really have no humanity left!】

【Wang Zheng: Didn’t they say they’re protesting right now? Besides the complete annihilation of the captured members, this trial team is also an unbearable loss for them. Don’t get too agitated, Zhou.】

【Xiao Zhou: They’re just sore losers! A bunch of scum! Disgusting! I even want to snatch my grandpa’s button now!】

【Wang Zheng: Young man, you need to stay calm.】

【Xiao Zhou: You talk like you’re so old, you’re clearly more than ten years younger than me!】

【Wang Zheng: I’ve reserved a dorm room for you at 76. This is just a field trip; I’ll go back to my research and development job later.】

Research and development needs to be translated as spiritual practice.

【Xiao Zhou: The dormitory is a minor issue. The workshop has already started conducting mine-inducing experiments. There’s a war outside, and we’re rushing to finish the work inside. The workshop has already installed a self-destruct device, and the experimental data is only being shared with my grandfather’s support team.】

【Wang Zheng: If the experiment yields a breakthrough, get more honorary titles for Uncle Tai and Xiao Qi; Uncle Tai likes these kinds of empty honors. I don’t need them.】

【Xiao Zhou: Uh, you’re the one in charge of technology, why don’t you need to?】

【Wang Zheng: “Having accomplished his task, he departs without a trace, concealing his merit and fame.” — This is the state of mind I admire.】

【Xiao Zhou: As expected of the young man I value, he’s very composed. I’ll go help with remote resource allocation first. Another blood feud with the psionicists is added to my list; I must find an opportunity to settle accounts with them!】

Wang Jixuan put away the communicator and looked up at the black instructor who was resting with his eyes closed against the side of the cargo box.

The black-clad instructor spoke up first: “Speak if you have something to say. I’m letting my brain take turns resting.”

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“It’s nothing, I’m just chatting with a friend,” Wang Jixuan asked curiously, “Can the brain’s different areas take turns resting?”

“Instrument assistance is needed.”

The black instructor’s mechanical body began a self-check, and he opened his eyes to look at Wang Jixuan:

“You seem to have endless energy, that’s amazing!”

“I just took a nap too.”

—Refers to seated meditation.

The black-clad instructor nodded, sizing up Wang Jixuan’s figure.

“What’s wrong?”

“Psionic molecules are constantly penetrating your body and being absorbed by it,” the black instructor said. “Luckily, I discovered you first. If those old bastards in the Psionic Capital had found you, they probably would have done anything to take you away and dissect you for research.”

Master Wang:…

Why?

“They can’t solve one problem right now: there’s a faint amount of psionic energy in the air, but they just can’t use it.”

The black-clad drill instructor grinned, his mechanical appearance making him look slightly terrifying.

“Do you know how the first S-class psionicists were born? That’s a top secret among psionicists.”

“Um?”

“When two A-levels fight together, one A-level dies, and the other A-level dies right next to them. The A-level dies then gains a portion of this spiritual energy, about 30% of it.”

The black-clad drill instructor shrugged and curled his lip.

“The biggest secret of the Psionic City is the research on the advancement of Psionicists.”

“They’ve been researching this for decades and still have no clue, only proposing the hypothesis of psionic resonance.”

“Then the City of Psionics started to conduct cloning experiments like crazy. Wu Man, the boy you saved, was a victim of the cloning experiments. And the clones of the Beast Speakers also have another function—to serve as nourishment for the Beast Speakers.”

“If an A-level Beast Speaker clone is created, it will be devoured by the Beast Speakers and used by them after it has played a certain role.”

“The rebellion fifty years ago… that was when six SS-rank psionicists tried to control all of humanity. In essence, they wanted enough material to create enough A-rank psionicists for them to draw power from and challenge what they believed to be…”

“The Realm of Gods”.

Wang Jixuan’s lips twitched violently a few times.

In his hometown, the vast majority of the demonic sects would not eat their own disciples! Demonic sects also need to be passed down!

“Therefore, once our Commander-in-Chief has chosen a successor, he will immediately press the button to end those six old bastards and disrupt the current structure of the psionic capital.”

The black instructor shook his head:

“Those six old bastards were also very clever. They secretly built a huge reinforced concrete enclosure around their residence, about 300 meters in diameter and extremely thick, just so that the nuclear bomb would not cause too much damage to the psionic city.”

Wang Jixuan’s expression was indescribable: “These old bastards actually still have some conscience.”

“Conscience? Hahahaha! You’ve really misunderstood!”

The black instructor slapped his thigh and laughed:

“They are lowering our bargaining chips. As long as the nuclear bomb is detonated, the psionic universe can maintain enough power to launch a full-scale retaliation against D5.”

“Those six old bastards plus that button are a dog leash.”

“Otherwise, if we had killed 2A2B and captured 1A3B, including Mane Bear and Wei Feng, the Psionic City would not have been protesting or resorting to this kind of venting-like retaliation.”

“All war zones are watching us.”

Wang Jixuan asked, “Black Instructor, can’t you be the successor to the Commander-in-Chief?”

“I can actually do it.”

The black-clad instructor’s expression held a hint of helplessness:

“But, child, I’m about to break down, my self-awareness is collapsing. I need to find young people who can withstand the pressure from the Psionic City and, in turn, restrain it. They must be at least under 50 years old.”

Wang Jixuan looked enlightened.

That’s alright then.

If the old man in the dark behaves well for him and gains his favor, then he will get him a magic artifact to soothe and stabilize his soul.

Isn’t this a very simple question?

Although science is powerful, their methods of cultivating immortality have some unique aspects regarding the soul.

“Get ready to jump out of the car.”

The black-clad instructor slowly stood up, picked up the small chair, and walked to the door of the carriage.

“The supply truck is by the roadside. This area is already outside the perimeter of Fortress 82. I’ve prepared a suit of armor for you to conceal Black Storm’s identity.”

“Because some damage had occurred at Fort 82, the front lines of the war zone decided to send a ‘task force’ to investigate and clean it up.”

“Before that, I need to give you 48 hours of special training to ensure you meet the combat capability standards of the’Special Task Force’…”

“It won’t embarrass me.”

Wang Jixuan slung his large backpack over his shoulder, picked up his chair, and said with a wry smile:

“How could I possibly embarrass you, sir? Although I can’t compare to Ling Tong and the others yet, I do… have some skills.”

Before he could finish speaking, a large hand suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

“Walk!”

The black instructor leaped forward and landed steadily. His body tilted to the side due to inertia, and his mechanical feet seemed to be embedded in the ground next to him, remaining stable.

Not far ahead, a supply vehicle removed its environmental camouflage, and two autonomous robotic guards raised their hands in salute.

The black instructor put Wang Jixuan down.

“Wang Zheng, there is so much for you to learn. Two days may not be enough, including reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.”

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to his forehead.

He, a former Mahayana cultivator, a Heavenly Tribulation challenger, and the pride of a certain peak in his sect, was actually dragged down by the neck like he would a little girl next door!

Utter disgrace!

Very well, then let this old man in black see what the light of righteousness is!