Chapter 113 Extremely Precious Cultivation Resources!

The desert temperature is low at night, which is perfect for X-armor combat.

Wang Jixuan put on the X Armor, which had undergone basic maintenance, activated stealth mode, and quietly moved across the sand.

The plane landed below a sand dune, also maintaining optical stealth.

Wang Jixuan deliberately moved a little closer, shortening the distance to about two hundred meters, before lying prone on the sand dune and releasing his spiritual sense.

No hindrance whatsoever!

Master Wang made a hand seal, and his spiritual sense formed an image, which appeared in his mind as a fairly clear picture of the cabin interior.

She really is Aunt Dragonfly!

This middle-aged woman was wearing a dirty nightgown, her face was loose and bare of makeup, and she exuded negative sexual tension.

She was pacing back and forth in the cramped cabin, clearly a little anxious.

Her two teammates were also under Wang Jixuan’s spiritual surveillance at this moment.

The woman, who looked quite young, had a graceful figure and a beautiful face. Her desert-style bodice and long gauze skirt accentuated her curvaceous figure. The veil on her face was purely decorative and could not cover her three-dimensional features. Her wheat-colored skin added to her sexiness.

Her name is Shaman.

—On the tablet next to it were the avatars of Dragonfly Granny, Shaman, Tree Man Beta, and Mane Bear, along with brief information. Mane Bear’s avatar was grayed out, indicating that it was captured.

And that tree-man Beta…

Master Wang’s eyes lit up.

Tree spirit!

No, it doesn’t seem to be a tree spirit. It’s more like a human who was infused with spiritual energy, which triggered a strange attribute, turning this guy into a half-human, half-tree monster…

Huh? How did you do that?

The explanation Wang Jixuan had previously encountered regarding the phenomenon of “various mutated psionicists exhibiting animalistic physical characteristics” was that Blade Beasts possessed various ‘genes,’ which caused psionicists to display certain traits.

However, based on Wang Jixuan’s current understanding, this theory should be wrong.

Why would a Blade Beast go to absorb the tree’s gene pool?

Are flowers and plants a threat to them?

This is clearly unreasonable.

What caught Wang Jixuan’s eye at this moment was not the strange shape of the tree-man Beta, but the branches that Beta kept pruning off.

What’s this?

A psionicist resembling a tree spirit! His aura is incredibly powerful, numbering forty or fifty! The bark and branches on his body must be brimming with spiritual energy!

Soaking ordinary paper in the active blood of the Blade Beast has greatly increased the power of the talisman;

If we could get our hands on this tree bark, turn it into paper, and make talismans…

Later, when refining medicine and pills, some spiritual essence will be needed for blending, and this kind of tree bark will also be needed for crafting wood-attribute artifacts…

This is a valuable, portable resource!

It’s practically a spirit-infused herb that jumped out of a celestial ruin, a crooked old tree with abundant spiritual energy that has just taken human form in the deep mountains and forests!

Previously, Zongxiong had only told Zheng Shiduo that his A-level teammate was useless, but he didn’t specify in what way he was useless.

Is this garbage?

It’s obvious that a group of psionicists are wasting their talents!

Wang Jixuan was eager.

He never expected to discover such a precious resource under such harsh cultivation conditions!

Master Wang almost unleashed his demonic powers and the full energy of his X-Armor to rush forward, exorcise the demons, and protect this tree of kindness!

However, he still has principles.

Wang Jixuan controlled his emotions, marked the tree spirit Beta, and wrote a note after it.

【Must be captured alive, key material for mass production of the Demon-Slaying Dagger】.

The black instructor received it simultaneously.

‘Even I, a humble Taoist priest, have had a day when I abused my power for personal gain.’

Wang Jixuan smiled sheepishly and continued to stare at Aunt Dragonfly as she walked back and forth.

It’s just a necessary compromise.

Aunt Dragonfly continued to hurl insults for over ten minutes before finally getting to the point.

…

“Those old bastards! They even blame it on our mistakes that led to the annihilation of that trial team!”

Grandma Dragonfly made no mention of how she used smoke to condense words and send a message to the maned bear, instead grumbling and shouting:

“They were the ones who were ambushed!”

“Don’t they understand Fu Jian’s old devilish ways yet? Is their brain full of shit? Have they forgotten what happened fifty years ago when Fu Jian led his army into the Psionic Capital and planted a nuclear bomb right in front of them!”

“A bunch of old idiots, getting idiots as they get older! We’re an investigation team, not a combat team! Damn it! They want us to give Fortress 82 a heavy blow? Who do they think they are, some kind of Blade Beast?! Fuck!”

Shaman couldn’t help but raise her hand to her forehead: “Captain, stop scolding us. Our conversations are automatically uploaded here.”

“If they’re so capable, then kill me! Do they think I’m nobody in the Natural Faction? These scumbags from the ruling faction!”

Beta, the tree-man, asked hesitantly, “Are we really going to target this fortress?”

“Target my ass! It’s a vacation!”

Dragonfly Auntie sat down, still seething with anger, lit a cigarette, and began to think carefully.

Despite the criticism, we still need to find a way to get through this mission without leaving any evidence.

Tree Man Beta got up, went to the refrigerator, grabbed a drink, carefully handed it to Dragonfly Granny, and whispered, “Captain, are we still going to rescue Maned Bear?”

“The bear has a mental problem; it seems to have been brainwashed by them using high-tech equipment.”

Aunt Dragonfly took out her tablet, browsed it carefully for a while, and after finishing her cigarette, she muttered:

“This is a pit of fire. We could have escaped much earlier, but the capture of the maned bear brought us back.”

“The current situation is very unfavorable for the Psionic Capital.”

“A psionic attack has occurred inside Fortress 82. A senior researcher named Hamanaka Nagi has taken control of the garrison commander using psionic abilities. Earlier, when the cyborg mechs ambushed and besieged the Judgement Squad, the Thirteenth Institute headquarters issued an order for Hamanaka Nagi to control the garrison commander of Fortress 82 and order the firing of several missiles carrying electromagnetic pulse warheads at the cyborg mech ambush site.”

“The missile was shot down halfway… Did these people just make orders on a whim? Do you think you can outmaneuver the frontline troops when it comes to missiles?”

“Then, D5 dispatched a task force, which used a new model mech to completely destroy the psionic house inside Fortress 82.”

“Hamanaka Nagi reacted slowly and left behind a lot of evidence, including evidence that they directly mentally controlled the garrison commander of Fort 82.”

“If you were that devilish commander-in-chief, what would you do?”

“They’re definitely going to use this opportunity to make trouble!”

“They are in the right from the start, and this matter can greatly inspire empathy among the various war zones. If the war zones unite again, the Psionic City will shift from a position of advantage to a position of disadvantage against humanity.”

“However, this intelligence also leads to a problem.”

“What’s the problem?” asked Beta the Tree Man.

“Fu Jian is dying,” Aunt Dragonfly said with a complicated look in her eyes. “This old devil is not far from the collapse of his will. He will definitely take action against the City of Spiritual Energy. Everyone knows that.”

“Are humans going to have another civil war?” Shaman asked worriedly.

“It’s not again, it’s just a continuation of the war from fifty years ago.”

Aunt Dragonfly frowned and clicked her tongue:

“We can’t control this, and it’s not something that A-level or B-level psionicists can worry about. The most important thing is to find a way to get out of here.”

“The specific orders we received from above were to investigate the specific events that occurred inside Fortress No. 82. This is our job, and we must do it well.”

“The other one is to let us take revenge.”

Beta, the tree-man, asked in a low voice, “Then, shall we carry out the second command?”

“Same as always, let’s vote.”

Aunt Dragonfly simply said:

“Based on the principle of seniors helping juniors, I must make it clear to you that once we cross this boundary and directly attack innocent humans, it will lead to two consequences.”

“First, we’ve become executioners, and we’ll be on the military’s kill list.”

“This list has always existed. Don’t think that the military in various places is doing nothing; they are just enduring it.”

“Secondly, after our hands are stained with blood, we become a team trusted by the Spirit Management Committee. We can get more resources, and I may even receive their resources for training, such as having some clones to devour. This would give me the opportunity to be promoted to S-rank, and your future development in the Spirit Capital will be better.”

“At least, it won’t be like now, where I’m constantly being assigned all sorts of troublesome tasks and have to go to the caves of those King-level Blade Beasts to place detectors.”

Both Shaman and Beta the Tree Man hesitated.

Shaman rested her slender arms on the edge of the table, head bowed in thought.

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Treeman Beta whispered, “I’ll vote against it. We’ll just do our job. I don’t have any fighting ability. Any soldier could just grab a can of gasoline and set me on fire.”

“My ability is to detect and predict,” Shaman sighed, looking somewhat conflicted. “I’ll just take it one day at a time. I’ve never thought about making a name for myself. It’s good to stick with the captain.”

“Tsk,” Aunt Dragonfly frowned and leaned back, “What kind of look is that? I’m not a lesbian.”

Shaman rolled her eyes: “Captain, you don’t have any men who like you, but I have suitors.”

Aunt Dragonfly gave the middle finger.

“Alright, the vote is two to one. Now we’ll just do the investigation… Let’s rest first. Shaman, you’ll be in charge of the fuzzy detection. I’ll send out some drones.”

Aunt Dragonfly muttered with a hint of regret:

“Our humanoid detectors haven’t returned to the team yet, which is really inconvenient.”

…

A few minutes later.

After setting up the surveillance drone, Wang Jixuan met with the black instructor, briefly chatted about his observations, and asked a few common-sense questions.

“The Nature Faction of the Psionic Capital?”

The black instructor laughed:

“This faction is actually very simple. They worship nature and believe that the Blade Beasts are part of nature. They draw power from the Blade Beasts, which is to obtain power from nature, and then they will conquer nature, protect nature, and regain dominance over this planet.”

“The counterpart to the naturalists is the ruling faction, which, as the name suggests, seeks to rule over humanity.”

“The ideas of the Natural School and the Domineering School were formed about seventy years ago. The two sides were originally able to compete on equal footing, but as the method of 【A dies and A rises】 was figured out, the Domineering School, which used any means necessary, quickly overwhelmed the Natural School, which led to the rebellion and war more than fifty years ago.”

“The Nature Faction is marginalized in the Psionic Capital, but they still have a large number of members, including several SS-rank psionicists. They generally support the local defense forces and believe that the fortress is the main carrier of current human civilization.”

Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

The black instructor taught us a little more: “Besides the ruling faction and the nature faction, there is now a new faction called the Beast God faction.”

“Huh? The Beast God Faction?”

“They believe that the Blade Beasts are a high-level civilization, while humans are relatively inferior. The Blade Beasts’ invasion of us can essentially help our civilization evolve rapidly, so we should embrace this evolution and then gradually… integrate into the Blade Beasts’ civilization.”

“Huh? These are spies raised by a group of mimicry blade beasts, aren’t they?”

“Hehehe.”

The black-clad instructor smiled kindly, casually inquired about the Beast God Sect’s mother, and continued:

“At first, we just thought these bastards had gone mad. But then you reminded Ling Tong that the Blade Beasts have souls, which are hidden in the crystal cores. That made things a bit more complicated. But right now, the biggest problem is still the ruling faction.”

“Do warriors still have the habit of wearing Blade Beast Cores?”

“It’s already banned, and not just in our war zone.”

“That’s good,” Wang Jixuan thought carefully for a while, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Wang Jixuan asked, “So, should we still eliminate this investigation team?”

“No need for now. Let’s see how they behave. It’s fine to just investigate. Fortress 82 itself doesn’t have any secrets.”

The black instructor leaned closer to him and whispered:

“You hesitated in your words. Could it be that… you’ve taken a fancy to that girl named Shaman?”

“I looked at the scan data. This girl has a very low body fat percentage, her fat is concentrated in certain areas, and her frame is quite slender. She should have a great figure.”

“Our military is also very envious of psychics with such reconnaissance abilities. If necessary, we can use their charm. I’ll explain things to Ling Tong for you.”

“Please don’t joke around, I’m a complete conservative.”

Wang Jixuan pursed his lips and frowned:

“I’m quite interested in Beta the Tree Man, though.”

“Huh?” The black-clad instructor was shocked. “You have this kind of quirk? I knew your nickname for the tree spirit was weird! But this quirk is definitely a bit niche!”

“No, sir, what nonsense are you thinking!”

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to his forehead:

“He can help me with some research!”

“You startled me. I thought Zheng Shiduo was already the pinnacle of the new generation of perverts who have emerged in recent years, and that you were even above him.”

The black-clad instructor chuckled.

His robotic arm vibrated a few times and popped up a simple radar image.

“Okay, your reward for this operation has arrived. Don’t let the mechanical bugs get too close to here, lest they discover you. Go and collect it yourself. The location has been shared with your armor.”

“Okay, sir, you can continue to rest. I can keep an eye on the plane.”

“Don’t you ever need to sleep?”

“I have my own unique way of sleeping, part of an extraterrestrial inheritance.”

Wang Jixuan pointed to the side of his helmet, and the shield closed on its own. He turned around, climbed out of the supply station, and ran crouching down in the desert.

Hehehe.

The black-clad instructor thought of something interesting.

He activated the built-in music player in his head, transmitting musical notes directly to his brain. He also turned on two monitors: one focused on the stealth aircraft in the distance, and the other shared the perspective of Wang Jixuan’s X-armor.

Incidentally, the black instructor’s fingers tapped in the air as he handled various tasks.

He was eagerly awaiting the moment when Wang Jixuan would open the reward.

“Young man, you think I can’t handle you now?”

“No man can refuse this gift, no one.”