Chapter 111 Annihilation of 82 Psionic Houses!

boom–

Amidst the violent explosion, several walls near the conference room collapsed.

The building’s roof collapsed downwards!

The group of psionicists, caught completely off guard and without any chance to react, were blown up. Seven or eight E-rank and D-rank psionicists were killed without proper burial, and several non-psychic psionicists were seriously injured.

Wang Jixuan deliberately avoided Kong Nu’s old lover, who crashed to the ground along with the ventilation duct.

Smoke and dust billowed.

Wang Jixuan slowly got up, his spiritual sense already locking onto the psychic who was still able to move.

In this dusty environment, the laser cannon’s power at medium range is greatly reduced, but the equipped ‘light blade’ is still usable.

A human-shaped shadow appeared from the side amidst the smoke and dust!

The strong woman, her muscles bulging, pushed through the dust and smashed her right fist, clad in an alloy gauntlet, toward Wang Jixuan’s face.

C-rank psionicist!

Wang Jixuan stepped back, ducked, and used his spiritual sense to condense a hammer, striking the woman’s forehead hard!

puff!

The man’s eyes were wide open and bloodshot. He let out a short scream. His fist grazed past Wang Jixuan’s helmet and ear, still producing a sonic boom!

Wang Jixuan swung his left fist sharply.

Warrior’s Spell, Infusion of Magical Power!

Armored Level 3 Electromagnetic Assistance!

The body-enhanced psychic who was struck by the Spirit Hammer was now in a semi-conscious state, completely defenseless, with a clear fist mark protruding from his back.

The woman screamed in agony and collapsed to her knees, powerless.

For this woman, the blow to the abdomen was not a serious injury; her body has an amazing ability to heal itself.

The hammer-like strike of spiritual consciousness, a ‘professional’ soul impact far surpassing the mental shock of a C-level psychic, was the real blow to this woman.

Of course, she is about to suffer even more serious injuries.

The laser cannons extending outward from the outer side of the X-armor’s hip bone were already close to the woman’s forehead.

She barely regained her senses and was about to back away.

Zi—

The woman’s forehead was burned and bleed, and her brain was directly pierced by a high-temperature laser. Her body slowly fell backward.

“His head is pretty hard.”

Master Wang praised the gesture over the communication channel, then grabbed two sword hilts with cables attached, pulling them out and unleashing two cutting ‘light blades’ before taking light steps forward.

Inside the supply vehicle, the black-clad instructor picked up a pair of mechanical arms and tilted his head to watch Wang Jixuan’s first-person perspective.

There are indeed many things he can’t understand right now.

It wasn’t that he was intimidated by Wang Jixuan’s overall strength at this moment; he had seen many strengths of this level before.

Wearing this X-armor, Wang Jixuan was, in the Black Instructor’s judgment, not even as good as Deep Sea, a half-human mech with 60% to 70% modification progress and no equipment, in terms of combat power.

Especially without a high-powered weapon like the Destruction Cannon, its destructive power is greatly reduced.

—The strength of the humanoid mech increases comprehensively with the progress of its modification and the upgrading of its own parts. The further it progresses, the greater the overall improvement becomes.

What the black instructor couldn’t understand was:

The estimated upper limit of the X Armor’s combat power is that it allows ordinary enhanced warriors to be comparable to C-level physical enhancement psionicists in certain combat scenarios.

But it seems that some chemical reaction occurred when this suit of armor came into this guy’s hands.

A C-rank physical enhancement-type psychic was utterly helpless against him?

The detection equipment showed that a violent fluctuation of mental energy had just occurred in front of Wang Jixuan. This fluctuation was not divergent, but rather converged towards a single point, which was the strong woman’s brow.

‘A concentrated burst of spiritual energy.’

The black instructor mumbled a few curses, his only intact eye shining brightly as he intently watched the live feed.

He’s very interested in this young man now.

The fighting over there is still going on.

Two psionicists attacked from both sides from the smoke and dust, while several other psionicists nearby simultaneously unleashed their mental attacks.

The mental shock had no effect on Wang Jixuan inside the X-armor. The two psionicists who rushed in from the left and right each grabbed a crude weapon and slashed and smashed it. The silver-white X-armor performed a simple and beautiful front flip, perfectly dodging the opponent’s attacks. The two ion cutting blades drew brilliant arcs of light, like the flapping wings of a giant butterfly.

Half a head was tossed into the air, and a severed arm flew through the air!

After landing, the X-armor suddenly lunged forward without stabilizing its position. Its body moved through the broken walls and ruins as if walking on flat ground, giving the opponent no chance to launch a second mental attack. It leaped low and rushed in front of the group of men and women!

Killing low-level psionicists is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables!

The high-temperature plasma cutting blade is a newly developed special equipment used to cut down mid-level bladed beasts.

However, due to the poor practicality of the cutting blade, the high cost of the entire system, and the difficulty for ordinary soldiers to control it, it was only equipped on a small number of humanoid mechs.

Now, in Wang Jixuan’s hands, this weapon system has achieved a combat effect that has even made the Black Instructor take notice!

“This guy’s combat power must be at least B-, right? If we optimize this armor for him later, could he reach B+ level?”

The black instructor grinned and began contacting command to mobilize resources and restart the X-Armor development team.

—After the X-suit was designed, the original development team was disbanded two years ago because it placed too much strain on the pilot and was relatively expensive.

Amidst billowing smoke and dust, the silver-white armored figure resembled the Grim Reaper, charging forward relentlessly, advancing left and right.

…

The outer perimeter of the Psionic House.

Led by several mid-level officers, more than 600 soldiers from the Fortress Cleanup Force, who had spontaneously rushed here to set up defenses, were standing on armored vehicles and various railings, constantly gazing at the collapsed main building of the Psionic House.

The soldiers of the Fortress 82 cleanup force have a daily mission to ‘prevent the Psionic House from causing trouble,’ so they are equipped with some Psionic detection equipment.

While most instruments inside the fortress were unusable, one psionic detection radar managed to function.

Under the watchful eyes of those mid-level officers, the flashing red dots on the radar screen disappeared one by one… or rather, they disappeared in swathes.

C-level casualties, D-level casualties…

Within just six minutes, twenty-three psionicists disappeared from inside the House of Psionics.

The officers were completely stunned.

“Is the task force inside?”

“Wow, that’s amazing! Is it a humanoid mecha? Can we take a picture with the Battle Princesses?!”

“It should be, otherwise how could it suppress all the psionicists?”

Suddenly, a chorus of gunshots rang out from outside, and a group of soldiers shouted:

“Stop! Hands up!”

Several officers exchanged glances and rushed out of the command vehicle, where they saw five or six psionicists fleeing in panic from the smoke and dust area.

These psionicists seemed terrified, screaming and shouting as they surrendered and begged for help.

These mid-level officers made a decisive decision:

“Sniper! Aim for their legs and feet!”

“shot!”

“Medics, prepare!”

Boom! Boom!

Gunshots rang out, and the seven or eight psionicists fell to the ground. Despite being shot in the legs, they continued to scream and crawl outwards in panic, as if a man-eating demon lurked in the smoky area.

A figure emerged from the dust.

Master Wang, who had just taken more than a dozen crystal cores, calmly walked out of the dust-shrouded area.

Gun barrels were pointed at Wang Jixuan.

Among the aiming aids used by these soldiers, Wang Jixuan’s body flashed green, which was the mark of ‘friendly forces’;

Meanwhile, the soldiers simultaneously heard the synthesized electronic prompts from the theater command system in their headsets:

“Your target is the commander of Task Force D5. Do not attack. Do not attack.”

The soldiers immediately turned their guns around.

Only then did they notice that an old woman was being dragged behind the silver-white mecha. It was their Minister of Biology, Ms. Hamanaka Nagi, who was always surrounded by a retinue.

Wang Jixuan’s armor’s six laser cannons simultaneously locked onto the psionicists, leaving only a man and a woman—two individuals with little aura of murderous intent—as prisoners for later interrogation.

Laser cannons fired in unison.

The 82 Fortress warriors watching this scene twitched violently.

“Bring some medics.”

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Wang Jixuan’s processed voice was transmitted to various locations via the armor’s built-in broadcast system:

“This woman cannot die. Separate her from these two psionicists.”

“yes!”

The scene immediately became a flurry of activity.

Wang Jixuan didn’t feel tired at the moment. The dozen or so crystal cores in his waist pouch gave him a sense of pleasure from a ‘good harvest’.

He met with the mid-level officers with light steps and briefly gave them instructions for the follow-up tasks.

“Your team, go and arrest these seven targets I marked. Their crime is… using a military conference room for an unclean gathering of multiple people.”

“The four senior officers involved need to undergo genital removal surgery without anesthesia, treating men and women equally. The three soldiers don’t need to be removed. The surgery will be performed on-site immediately. After the surgery, bring them to me so I can take photos and report.”

“Your team, go to the first floor.”

“The governor has been taken hostage by several psionicists. Don’t attack them. Just tell them that I need a few psionic prisoners to prove the crimes that happened here, and their only chance of survival is to cooperate with me.”

“Your team, split up and go to these areas. Send a few people to each area. Arrest these guys who violate the rules and regulations. Don’t let me see them coming here still looking respectable.”

“Did you understand?”

“clear!”

Master Wang waved his hand: “Go ahead, I’ve marked you all as special task force assistants, and the theater command will reward you for your contributions later.”

“yes!”

These mid-level officers shouted loudly.

When Wang Jixuan gave them the order, the auxiliary system of the Central Ancient War Zone Command had already granted them temporary operational authority.

Teams of people quickly set off, leaving only a few dozen soldiers from the cleanup force behind.

Wang Jixuan found a sturdy alloy chair, sat behind the two armored vehicles, and spread his spiritual sense to let the armor, which was close to overheating, rest.

He had already begun to think about how to pair the X Armor with magical artifacts, and what kind of weapon or magical treasure he should get.

Using a cutting blade isn’t very efficient, mainly because it causes the X-armor to overheat quickly.

Ryo-Tō’s greatsword?

Master Wang likes longswords, but once he completes his Foundation Establishment, he will inevitably be able to create inferior sword pellets and flying swords, so there is no need for him to get a longsword now.

Upgrade your spear, or get a nine-ringed broadsword?

“A broadsword would be easier to use for slashing. Let’s get one back at the workshop.”

He was already looking forward to the scene of wearing X armor, carrying a Bagua compass to protect against mental shocks, carrying a greatsword and a broadsword, and charging in and out of the horde of Blade Beasts seven times.

A sniper rifle?

Don’t get me wrong, we’re really not that close.

The main problem is that sniper rifles aren’t very effective against mid-level bladed beasts; later on, we’ll have to rely on magical artifacts to exorcise demons.

‘Hmm, when we get those greatswords like the Ryudo’s for the centaurs later, let’s also give them some greatsword options.’

“One person can only use one tool. I can’t be forging iron every day; cultivation is my primary duty.”

The armor emitted a low humming sound from all parts, as the cooling system operated at full capacity, and plumes of white smoke billowed out.

The black-clad instructor’s voice suddenly rang out:

“Well done, rating is A+”.

Wang Jixuan casually activated the anti-eavesdropping interference sound wave and laughed, “Isn’t this a perfect score?”

“If Ling Tong and the others knew that I gave them an A+ rating, they would be absolutely stunned!”

The black-clad instructor kept laughing, clearly in a good mood.

“Let’s rest first, and leave the rest of the work to the younger people… Ah, do you think Ling Tong is good at administration?”

Wang Jixuan thought about it carefully: “She’s not very good at it. She’s too upright and incorruptible. Although I would like to recommend her to you, she prefers to command and fight on the front lines rather than argue with a bunch of shrewd people in the rear.”

“Hmm, your assessment is quite accurate. Let me think about it. I should suggest to the Commander-in-Chief who should be in charge of the upcoming verbal battles.”

The black instructor muttered:

“The Commander-in-Chief has been avoiding any appearance of impropriety, unwilling to let his daughter and grandson hold too important positions.”

“So, do you think Zhou Zhengde has any chance of being of great use?”

Wang Jixuan laughed and said, “Zhengde is my good friend, and I owe him quite a few favors. Since Uncle Hei has asked, I should say a few words of praise to him… By the way, what are you going to do next?”

“We actually already knew about the problem with Fortress 82.”

The black instructor gave an irrelevant answer:

“No information can be kept from us.”

“The reason we haven’t taken action is to wait for this opportunity to expose these things and use them as a lever to launch an attack on the Thirteenth Institute.”

“If there is any guilt involved, then we, the high-ranking officers of the war zone, also bear some responsibility… It must be stated that we genuinely had no knowledge of the silver party being held in the military conference room.”

Wang Jixuan said calmly, “You don’t need to explain these things to me. I’m not a victim either. What I want to ask is what to do next, and then decide whether this matter can be handed over to Zhengde. You know he’s very radical.”

“His radicalism and idealism are needed now.”

The black-clad instructor hesitated slightly, but still gave the correct answer:

“The Commander-in-Chief intends to escalate this conflict into a war against the Psionic Capital.”