Chapter 152 The Mildly Steady Dark Walker
by Sunflower“If it’s a date, then of course it’s… um… this…”
Peony raised her right elbow with her left hand and pinched her cheek with her right hand, diligently searching the database.
Then say quickly:
“According to the definition of dating in the database, it is generally necessary to classify the degree.”
“A light relationship is when two people who like each other meet up and interact appropriately to enhance their feelings for each other.”
“In the moderate sense, ‘dating’ refers to a rendezvous, where lovers meet and are accompanied by passionate desire.”
“In severe cases, it can refer to certain behaviors that are prohibited by law. This kind of information is prohibited from being disseminated by law, so Peony cannot tell you about it.”
“But Peony’s soul can confirm that your date with Commander Ling Tong should be mild, and transitioning from mild to moderate.”
Wang Jixuan laughed and scolded, “Your answer is completely irrelevant. I asked what we should do? Go for a walk, find a place to eat, or… read books in the library, or sit under a tree to cool off and discuss how to become stronger?”
Peony asked with a hint of surprise, “Sir, is this your first date?”
“In the past, yes, I guess so.”
The Taoist priest’s mind drifted to images of playing the zither and drinking wine under the peach blossoms, to sitting and discussing Taoism behind the railings of the Sutra Repository, and then to…
He smiled and declined his senior sister’s kind offer, avoiding his junior sister’s expectant eyes, and instead looked at the cold cave wall.
My devotion to the Way has never wavered.
However, Wang Jixuan’s failure in the face of the Heavenly Tribulation last time forced him to examine himself and whether his somewhat frantic pursuit of the path to immortality violated the essence of cultivation.
Human life is fleeting, like the life of plants in autumn.
Obsession prevents one from realizing their true self.
“I think I understand now… I’ll rest for a bit. Later, please send a message to Ling Tong and ask if she wants to have dinner together.”
“What exactly is the delay?”
“Two to one and a half hours before dinner, don’t be too deliberate, try to keep your tone calm, and don’t let people think I have any ulterior motives.”
“clear!”
…
Should I take the initiative to ask Wang Zheng out?
Ling Tong, who was inspecting the robotic arm, looked at Sister Wan with some confusion.
“Is this appropriate? So many things have happened recently, and there are still threats from psionicists and blade beasts outside.”
“What’s inappropriate about it?”
Wearing a white lab coat, her long hair styled in a virtuous updo, Sister Wan casually responded while checking various data:
“Are you and Wang Zheng just going to continue this ambiguous relationship?”
“If it were peacetime, it wouldn’t be a big deal for you two to have an ambiguous relationship for a few years. This kind of youthful innocence is a rare experience in a lifetime.”
“But please, this is the Fortress Age. Nobody knows if they’ll see the sun rise again tomorrow. Not indulging in desires is already being a good, law-abiding child.”
“If you don’t enjoy love now, are you going to wait until you’re dying and regret it?”
Without arms, Ling Tong couldn’t do many movements and could only turn her head away.
She whispered, “The situation is still too tense. Everyone is actively preparing for war and production.”
“Advanced combat forces do not need to participate in production.”
Sister Wan looked at Ling Tong with a smile:
“Moreover, it’s just a date, going out to enjoy a nice evening and getting some emotional comfort… As your chief mental health counselor, I’m offering this reasonable advice in response to your current mental stress.”
Ling Tong pursed her lips, lost in thought.
Even without makeup, her flawless skin was still incredibly alluring. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, conveying a sense of unspoken words, and her usual determination and strength were now transformed into a pool of autumn water.
“How can I ask him out in a way that would be appropriate?”
“Very good, my young and beautiful commander, you have finally taken this step.”
Sister Wan blinked her left eye gently:
“Don’t rush, there’s so much for you to learn. I’ll finish my work first, and then I’ll give you a systematic training.”
Ling Tong reminded me, “I’ve read a lot of novels, especially romance novels.”
Sister Wan chuckled: “The more a romance novel can resonate with readers, the less romantic experience its creator usually has. Because less experience means more imagination and longing. On the other hand, literary creators who have experienced long-term relationships mostly describe the troubles and complaints brought about by the daily grind after the passionate love has faded.”
“Well, okay,” Ling Tong shrugged. “I’ll rest for a bit and recharge.”
“See you in two hours. I’ll help you get dressed up nicely.”
Sister Wan took out a communicator and secretly sent a heart emoji to Peony, who replied with an awesome emoji.
Wingmanship operation, a great success!
4:30 PM.
When Wang Jixuan woke up, he sat in front of the mirror and meditated. Peony was busy preparing clothes for her superior to wear later.
She suggested wearing formal attire, such as a Zhongshan suit or a Western-style suit.
Wang Jixuan, however, advocated for a more relaxed and leisurely approach.
On the other side, Ling Tong, who had her mechanical arm back on, was being pulled by Sister Wan to try on some clothes she wouldn’t normally wear, such as a sundress and high heels, and was also trying on some cuter hairstyles.
However, in Ling Tong’s opinion, pigtails are too lively, while updos are too mature, and long, straight black hair is the most pleasing to the eye but the most difficult to match.
This also stumped the combat-savvy girl.
at the same time.
A small ground shuttle quietly arrived near Fortress 76 in the medieval basin, following the path left by the Blade Beasts.
…
The cramped cabin of the shuttle.
Xing Tian looked at the monitor screen in front of him. A ‘wrong’ psychic, whose body was bound by black bandages and was on the verge of death, was lying in a nutrient tank and being carefully unloaded from the transport plane.
The location of the surveillance footage is Xing Tian’s snow mountain base.
His most trusted old buddies are testing this psychic to confirm that he is an S-class psychic.
That was the only material Xing Tian was currently lacking.
Xing Tian waited quietly for news from the other side, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.
This conversation with the six old men made Xing Tian directly realize… the weakness of these six old geezers.
That kind of weakness, terrified by Fu Jian.
Xing Tian thought about it carefully and also found it quite amazing.
The six highest-ranking individuals in the Psionic City are extremely wary of the D5 Comprehensive War Zone, but the younger generation in the Psionic City, who are slightly lower in rank, disdain the D5 Comprehensive War Zone.
In the D5 war zone, almost everyone believes that the Psionic City is an extremely evil force, and the vast majority of D5 members feel that the Psionic City is persecuting D5.
“Magical guys.”
Xing Tian chuckled lightly, sat down in the chair, and pondered her next move.
When the shuttle was still a few kilometers away from Fort 76, its path was blocked by a collapse ahead.
Seeing this, Xing Tian merely narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly put on various equipment for himself: a holographic belt, a shielding bracelet, and a breathing helmet. A slight smile appeared on his aged face.
He had never actually told anyone this.
Within the entire sphere of influence of the Psionic Capital, he was not among the strongest S-rank individuals, nor was he among the most skilled in combat, but he was actually one of the individuals with the greatest potential for growth.
What Xing Tian is truly proud of is her learning ability.
All his students are his teachers. By meditating and training with these students, he can gradually discover the different ways in which the spiritual energy in their bodies operates, and then master these ways himself.
Xing Tian possessed almost all of the abilities that his students awakened.
Moreover, he wants to be even stronger.
On the screen of the shuttle’s control panel, a few old buddies exchanged a gesture, and the psionic detector next to them displayed the’S’ class.
I’ve got it! I’ve finally got it!
S-grade material!
The door to becoming an SS-level psionicist has already opened before him!
At this moment, Xing Tian was even a little afraid that his old brothers would betray him. He closed his eyes and breathed, intending to say a few words to his old brothers, but he quickly chose not to do such unnecessary things.
Too much of a good thing is bad; only trust matters.
Zi.
Xing Tian heard that mature female voice in her earphones: “Old squad leader, hurry up and get to work after you’ve finished inspecting the goods. Don’t worry, I’ll keep this ED thing a secret for you, I definitely won’t say anything in our old classmates’ group.”
“My mission is merely reconnaissance,” Xing Tian said casually. “If you encounter problems attacking this fortress later, I will not come to your aid.”
“My attack… is going wrong?”
The woman chuckled.
“Do you think this is the lair of the devil’s commander-in-chief? That’s hilarious.”
“At most, there are a few secret laboratories here, and at most a dozen or so humanoid mechs guarding this place.”
“According to the information we just received, two new groups of King-level Blade Beasts are moving from the outer perimeter toward the D5 war zone. The specific reason is unknown, but it is very likely related to the anomaly that occurred at Fortress No. 82 and their broken crystal core.”
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“Right now, all of D5’s attention is focused on the outside world.”
Xing Tian simply hummed in agreement and didn’t chat with the old woman any further.
He took out a photo, looked at the ‘Demon-Slaying Dagger’ on it, and his eyes were filled with thought.
If there are indeed remnants of a spiritual civilization here, it might not be a bad opportunity…
Xing Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly suppressed these chaotic thoughts.
That’s something he can only consider after he truly enters the SS-level realm.
He admitted that when Mo Feng died, after Fu Jian dislocated one of his arms, he did lose his composure and did some crazy things.
But that wasn’t his normal level.
He enjoys intrigue and darkness, taking steps to get everything he wants, even if it means suffering humiliation.
“Alright, don’t contact me proactively after this. Even a weak electromagnetic wave can expose me.”
Xing Tian put away the photos, tapped his earphones, and checked the three cameras he was carrying; two of them were spares.
Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes, his body was already covered by a layer of earthy yellow light.
As he jumped out of the shuttle, his body seemed to sink into a quagmire, gradually merging with the rocks.
Ji Xiao had no idea that his ability to burrow into the ground actually had limitless potential.
But it doesn’t matter, Ji Xiao’s teacher knows.
Xing Tian carefully avoided the various ‘landmines’ placed in the rock strata and gradually approached Fortress No. 76.
No instrument here could detect the presence of this S-rank psychic, and Xing Tian had absolute confidence in that as well.
After all, the reputation he made in the City of Psionic Powers back then was…
【Dark Traveler】
…
6 PM.
The desert outside Fort 76 is experiencing its last heat before sunset.
In the seventh layer of the wheat field, unmanned machines are operating automatically, injecting new fertilizer and seeds into the soil, starting the next harvest cycle for the wheat field.
The aroma of cooking starch wafted from inside the orphanage walls, and young men and women strolled along the cement path through the fields.
Wang Jixuan’s final outfit was rather ordinary: camouflage combat pants, a pair of black military boots, and a dark green short-sleeved shirt. Her short, neat hair also carried a faint scent of shampoo.
Compared to him, the woman put a lot of effort into her appearance.
For the first time ever, Ling Tong changed into a denim dress instead of her favorite skinny jeans.
She wore light makeup, her long hair was half up and half down, her bangs were carefully combed, and the tip of her straight nose had a hint of luster.
Normally, the two would chat very naturally, but now, they found it hard to speak.
The two previous physical contacts also seemed to be part of their amnesia play.
Ling Tong: “Let’s go…”
Do you want to become stronger?
Wang Jixuan brought out a topic he had prepared for a long time.
A battle maiden may refuse to become more beautiful, but she cannot refuse to become more powerful!
—That’s how Master Wang himself understood it.
Ling Tong tilted her head and asked, “Why are you suddenly asking that?”
“Just asking casually,” Wang Jixuan shrugged. “You know, I inherited a certain civilization, and I actually hold some keys, but I can’t take them out for the time being.”
“Yes, I understand. You’re afraid that these technologies will fall into the hands of psionicists and pose a deadly threat to you.”
“That’s true.”
Wang Jixuan’s spiritual sense naturally extended, covering an area of about three or four hundred meters, which was his usual comfortable state.
If one’s spiritual awareness extends too far, one will receive too much information, which will quickly make one’s mind drowsy.
Wang Jixuan sighed softly, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.
Article 1 of the Peony Love Law:
【If you can’t find any sweet, romantic topics, then don’t talk about them. Just make sure the conversation revolves around the other person and avoid mentioning yourself.】
Wang Jixuan smiled and said, “I’ve always felt that you have a lot of potential. I’ve given you so many massages, I can vouch for that.”
Wan Jie’s Rules of Love, Rule Number One:
【Most of a man’s compliments stem from his intentions towards a woman. Don’t reject these advances, but also don’t fall for their sweet talk, lest you make the other person look down on you.】
“Thanks.”
Ling Tong pursed her lips and smiled slightly, looking down at her carefully selected sneakers:
“I’m not really sure if I’ll be able to take on the job of piloting a terrifying mech in the future.”
“This shouldn’t be a problem for you.”
Wang Jixuan said in a gentle voice:
“Even if you do nothing from now on, I can still let you pilot the Terror Mech. The Terror Mech just puts an enormous strain on the body, so it requires 100% modification.”
“Actually, I don’t quite understand either. Peony’s skills as a loyal wingman are already so advanced, why can’t we let them fly?”
“Because of mechanical arousal, and mechanical arousal can be transmitted.”
Ling Tong’s simple explanation:
“Single autonomous machinery already carries the risk of going out of control.”
“If hundreds of thousands of autonomous machines are activated at the same time, and as long as one of them develops self-awareness, the entire mechanical swarm will quickly awaken.”
“This is something we have verified in many ways, and during the experiment, out-of-control events kept happening.”
“Therefore, what was originally just a transitional technology, the humanoid mecha technology, has now become a major support for human military development.”
Wang Jixuan nodded, just about to praise her courage and sacrifice, when a slight stinging sensation appeared between his brows.
Is it dangerous?
At the edge of his spiritual senses, an extremely faint figure flashed by, rapidly approaching him.
Wang Jixuan barely managed to catch a glimpse of a powerful, mottled aura.
What’s going on?
Wang Jixuan suddenly rushed in front of Ling Tong. When Ling Tong showed a hint of panic, he decisively approached her, almost colliding with her, using her body as a shield, and rapidly forming hand seals with his sword fingers.
Things are different now; his spiritual sense, comparable to that of a Core Formation cultivator, is spreading rapidly.
Search the heavens! Reveal your presence!
That celestial being from Wuliang… this guy’s aura is so strong, he seems to be…
Xing Tian?!
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