Chapter 77 The Children’s Conference: Weak Support

As the last wisp of black energy was drawn out, the boy’s rapid breathing gradually slowed down.

Wang Dao’s long sword pointed at various parts of the boy’s body. The boy let out a few painful groans while unconscious, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood, which was accurately caught by Wang Jixuan with an alloy basin and burned away by a burst of true fire.

Done.

Although it took a lot of magical power, the root of the boy’s illness has been eradicated.

Wang Jixuan took out two talismans, placing the Soul-Soothing Talisman on the boy’s forehead and the Demon-Sealing Talisman on the frozen meat, then carefully examined the frozen meat.

There are no fully formed remnants of the Blade Beast’s soul inside; it is pure power of resentment.

To say it was resentment was not quite the right word; it was more like… a kind of sorcery similar to that of the Southern Frontier in the cultivation world.

Is this curse mechanism inherent in the Blade Beast race itself? Or is it the resentment generated by the remnant souls within the crystal core when the Thirteen Institutes used it?

Master Wang is still not entirely sure about this and needs to continue his research.

He himself uses a ‘crystal core’ magic weapon, so he doesn’t need to pay much attention to the remnant soul of the blade beast inside the crystal core. If that thing dares to jump out, he can just kill it.

However, the crystal core used in the greatsword he forged for Ling Tong had to be cleansed of the remnant soul of the blade beast beforehand.

Keep studying! The sea of ​​knowledge is boundless; even meditation time isn’t enough.

Wang Jixuan waited a while longer, and the boy’s complexion changed from pale to rosy.

Wang Jixuan retrieved the Soul-Soothing Talisman, tidied up the surrounding area, and turned to leave the room.

The supply station was peaceful and serene.

Ling Tong curled up on the sofa next to the control panel for a short rest.

The half-human mecha duo, Deep Sea and Red Serpent, were playing Wan Xiaoqi’s game console in the corner, laughing and joking around, their relationship seemed quite good.

These two older brothers and sisters each have their own logistics teams and mobile supply stations. They’ve come here specifically to keep watch and, incidentally, to freeload.

It wasn’t just them who came to help; Zheng Shiduo brought seven or eight psionicists from his own team, who stayed in a tin shack near the supply station.

The defense force deployed 300 soldiers and placed their camp directly outside the supply depot.

A storm is brewing.

That old commissioner clearly put immense pressure on the military.

Uncle Tai approached with two cups of industrial coffee and asked in a low voice, “How’s the boy doing?”

Master Wang didn’t like drinking this stuff, but he still accepted a cup anyway.

“He’s fine now. He won’t die even without the nutrient tank. He can live for at least another twenty or thirty years.”

“That’s fantastic! He can influence the Blade Beast horde! He’s an absolute weapon of mass destruction!”

Uncle Tai lowered his voice and muttered softly:

“I feel like, Professor Wang, you know everything! Is alien technology really that comprehensive?”

“Is there?”

Wang Jixuan said in a very serious tone:

“I just read a lot of books before, but I still need to continue learning from you on the path of becoming a mechanic.”

“Sure, sure, cough!”

Uncle Tai straightened his head and puffed out his chest, instantly becoming smug.

He thought of some serious matters and said solemnly:

“Ling Tong has just fallen asleep, so let’s not disturb her for now. Could you take a look at this?”

“We installed a bunch of surveillance cameras at the Psionic House, and they happen to be having a meeting right now.”

“We, as a couple, dare not make decisions on anything other than logistics.”

Master Wang immediately became interested.

Sister Wan jogged over and asked softly, “Is there anything I can do for this boy?”

“Let’s get him some new clothes.”

Wang Jixuan said:

“We need to expand the supply depot and get him a cozier room.”

“He is now a genuine B-level psychic, which is considered a telekinetic psychic, so we need to take some precautions when he is out of sight.”

Sister Wan immediately replied, “Understood. The three officers have already agreed to take turns working here. I’ll have someone send two large compartments over right away so we can connect them together.”

“Hard.”

“Um……”

Sister Wan pointed in Ling Tong’s direction and whispered a few words of advice:

“She’s not in sentry mode. Don’t you, young man, need to take a thin blanket or some clothes that exude masculinity and gently and considerately cover our Tongtong with it?”

“this……”

The aunt’s gaze sharpened.

Master Wang leaned back slightly: “Will she catch a cold?”

Sister Wan squinted and said, “The mechanical girl’s main body is very fragile, but the mechanical modifications are relatively strong. She has a soft heart.”

Uncle Tai chuckled beside him.

Master Wang was defeated by Sister Wan’s gaze.

Half a minute later.

Ling Tong, who had gone from a nap to a deep sleep, subconsciously wrapped herself in the thin blanket and curled up her long legs to better fit the width of the sofa.

In a corner of the supply station, two half-human mechs, Master Wang, Uncle Tai, and Wan Xiaoqi sat neatly in folding chairs, staring at the fixed screen in front of them and listening to the sounds coming from inside.

The image displayed on the fixed screen is the current scene in the Psionic House conference room.

The elderly man, Commissioner Wei Lin, was dressed in gray and sat at the head of the conference table. A thermos in front of him was emitting a faint white steam.

…

Wei Lin was slowly taking a sip of tea.

Unlike the technologically advanced synthetic caffeine commonly found in fortresses, tea and tobacco are not rare commodities in the psionic capital.

Wei Lin looked at the young psionicists standing on both sides, his mood noticeably improving, and called out:

“Bangjie?”

“Commissioner Wei,” Uncle Feng, dressed in a Tang suit, replied with a smile.

“Please sit down,” Wei Lin said softly. “There’s no need to be so formal. This is an internal, closed-door meeting.”

“Okay, okay,” Uncle Feng said, sitting on the left. “Thank you, Commissioner.”

Knock knock!

Wei Lin tapped the table with his fingers, and several psionicists in the corners simultaneously rose uncontrollably, their faces filled with fear and trembling, and slowly walked to the right side of the conference table.

Thump.

Wei Linzheng tapped his fingertip on the table, and the men knelt down with a thud.

“Are you the veterans stationed here?”

The group nodded, trembling.

“Very good. I’ll ask, you answer. Don’t waste a single word. I hate inefficiency.”

Wei Lin leaned back in his chair and said slowly:

“Explain Kong Nu’s death, tell me what you know.”

These psychics hurriedly spoke up, chattering about the events as they knew them, reconstructing the events leading up to Kong Nu’s death in great detail.

The agreement between Kong Nu and Professor Zhuang, the illegal laboratory set up underground in the Black Fire Gang’s territory, the Black Fire Gang’s business, Kong Nu’s methods of transferring large amounts of materials to the outside world, Kong Nu being plotted against by a retired official within the fortress…

Besides what Wang Jixuan already knew, these psychics also revealed some less shocking information.

“After Minister Kong got drunk with us, he boasted that he had a powerful backer in the City of Spiritual Energy… a deputy group leader surnamed Pan.”

“Pan? Deputy leader? I don’t remember him. There are just too many leaders and deputy leaders in the City of Spiritual Energy.”

Wei Lin’s face showed displeasure, but he said calmly:

“These ordinary human researchers like to form cliques and have no idea about their own role.”

“The heads of each fortress and war zone are ordinary human researchers. It’s just a compromise between us and the defense forces. Does Kong Nu really think they’re in charge now?”

Uncle Feng immediately nodded: “That’s right! These researchers often don’t understand their own position!”

Wei Linzheng did not respond, and then asked the group, “Tell me about the military’s psionicists.”

Wang Jixuan, who was watching the monitor, immediately became interested upon hearing this.

In the conference room, the psionicists spoke again.

They insisted that Black Storm was the result of a secret military experiment, a psionicist created by the D5 war zone, with an energy level of only E, who had received excellent military training and whose overall combat capability was at the D level, and so on.

There was nothing substantial to it.

It’s all outdated information.

—Master Wang is currently focusing all his efforts on activating his Qi Sea, and his energy reaction is at the D level. His overall combat strength can catch up with most C-level psionicists.

Wei Lin nodded, asked no further questions, and sat there quietly thinking.

About two minutes later, Wei Lin looked at Uncle Feng standing to the side.

“Has that girl named Qin Qin ever entered a core-level laboratory?”

No, no.

Uncle Feng hurriedly said:

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“She was selected through a screening process; otherwise, how could she have been sent abroad? She just doesn’t know it and still feels good about herself.”

“That’s good. We don’t need to worry about her life or death anymore. She’s not a bargaining chip for the military.”

Wei Lin said calmly:

“Listen carefully to the following work instructions.”

“First, find Meng Caiyuan. This matter should be done as soon as possible. Later, Bangjie, you will personally go to those three half-human mechs and have a peaceful and equal conversation with them, trying to avoid conflict.”

“Whether we retrieve Meng Caiyuan’s body or a living person is not important.”

“The important thing is that we can’t let such a valuable B-rank psionicist fall into the hands of the local defense forces!”

“clear!”

Wei Lin nodded, looked at the psionicists in the room, and said slowly:

“I know that you are just low-level psionicists in these small outposts and don’t have a concrete understanding of the term ‘psionicist’.”

“Due to political factors, you may feel that these researchers are the reins around your necks.”

“But they are not actually important.”

“D-level psychics are qualified to enter the psychic capital and become normal citizens. In other words, I can take all of you back to the psychic capital and let you live with dignity and without constraints, just like normal psychics.”

“But before that, you must prove your worth to me.”

The psionicists’ gazes became more intense.

Wei Lin simply said, “Right now, this fortress is under threat from a horde of Blade Beasts. If another horde of Blade Beasts attacks the fortress, you must actively join the fight against the Blade Beasts and cooperate fully with the human warriors. Whether you are a psionicist or a half-human mech, your job is to fight the Blade Beasts. Fighting for power and profit is a problem that only high-level psionicists should be thinking about. Do you understand? Your value lies in killing the Blade Beasts.”

“clear!”

“Very good. If you want to rebuild our deterrence and influence in the D5 theater, you must first prove that we still have positive value here!”

Wei Linzheng’s voice now carried a more impassioned and passionate quality:

“Don’t think about reaping the benefits without sowing; you have to work hard with your own hands to get to the future!”

“Bangjie, you will also be joining the battle against the Blade Beasts later.”

Uncle Feng immediately stood up and said solemnly, “I am willing to give my life for Lingdu and the Commissioner!”

“It is for humanity! It is for humanity, even at the cost of one’s life!”

“Your mindset is the shackle that restricts your progress.”

Wei Lin glanced at Uncle Feng with some disdain, then narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was pondering some important question.

Uncle Feng asked, “But Commissioner, the military is currently planning a counterattack against these Blade Beasts. Will they still besiege the fortress?”

“meeting.”

Wei Linzheng decisively said:

“You still don’t understand the Blade Beasts very well. They will definitely attack again. They are just gathering their strength. Last time, they were interfered with by Meng Caiyuan. Otherwise, all of these Blade Beasts would have died here.”

“To a King-level Blade Beast, these Blade Beasts are nothing but cannon fodder.”

“Alright, Bangjie, go and negotiate to bring Meng Caiyuan back. If you find any military psychics, try to collect samples from them. He’s just an E-level psychic, so it doesn’t matter whether you kill him or not.”

“Okay, I’ll go right away.”

“Remember, put away your flawed, self-righteous theory!”

Wei Lin, still worried, gave him further instructions:

“Raising our ideological awareness, finding our own place, and adhering to the bottom line of humanity! This is the premise for us to fight against that old devil.”

“Yes! Raise your stance! Definitely raise your stance!”

…

Inside the supply station, in front of the monitoring screen.

Wang Jixuan frowned and pondered.

Mechanical Base Deep Sea Brother scratched his ‘instant noodle curly hair’ and muttered, “This old guy gives me the feeling that he’s not easy to deal with.”

“A Rank B psionicist,” the Mech Girl Red Serpent said with a smile, “with about the same destructive power as us without any equipment!”

“Brother,” Shenhai looked at Daoist Wang, “you’re really an E-rank?”

“Let’s announce it as Level E to the outside world,” Master Wang smiled. “Should we make some preparations? Uncle Feng will be here soon.”

Red Serpent stood up and said, “Don’t be nervous, I’ll go equip myself with the special gear for psionicists.”

Shen Hai glanced at the sleeping Ling Tong and sighed softly.

“Going forward, two of us three must stay here, and one of us will go to protect the military’s reconnaissance team. It’ll be an eight-hour shift… Is Meng Caiyuan really alright? Can he live a normal life now?”

“Yes, you should check on his health.”

“Okay, once Lingtong wakes up, just have her scan it. This is Lingtong’s report card.”

Shen Hai blinked, then leaned closer to Wang Jixuan and whispered:

“This boy has had a rough time, and I’m worried he might develop some psychological issues. It would be better to separate him from Ling Tong later. We half-human mechs can’t be on high alert all the time either; we need to sleep and rest too.”

“Don’t worry about that.”

Wang Jixuan said solemnly:

“Now that I’ve saved this boy, I’ll keep an eye on him.”

The Taoist priest had his own plans.

Once he reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, he will inevitably need to establish a cultivation cave. This young man would be a good candidate to be his gatekeeper, as he is kind-hearted and quick-witted.

The only regret that Wang Jixuan felt was that the boy’s meridians had been damaged by spiritual energy, his essence, energy and spirit were bound to spiritual energy, and his primordial yang was greatly damaged, so he could not cultivate normally and would not even be able to become a disciple in the future.

Deep Sea exclaimed, “If we manage to capture him this time, we can obtain a Rank B psychic from the Psychic Capital! This will be of great significance to our military’s own psychic research!”

Wang Jixuan frowned and asked, “Is the military really researching psychics?”

“Small-scale experiment”.

The deep sea explained simply:

“Generally, we use severely injured, near-death but conscious soldiers as test subjects, all with their consent. If successful, we can even revive them, like Zheng Shiduo’s experience… Unfortunately, our technology is far inferior to that of the Psionic Capital, and we don’t have any successful cases yet. This is what I know, so don’t tell anyone else.”

“Alright.”

Wang Jixuan sighed inwardly, but didn’t say anything more.

Uncle Feng will arrive at the battlefield in half an hour.

Wang Jixuan also needed to make some arrangements and preparations, so Lingtong could sleep peacefully for a while longer…

Pfft pfft!

The loud noise of approaching armed helicopters could be heard over the supply station.

Ling Tong immediately woke up and sat up, looked up a few times, then leaned back and lay down to continue catching up on sleep.

Wan Xiaoqi received the order to open the passage above the supply station. A rope was lowered, and a figure in military uniform pulled the rope down in a cool and fast manner.

Master Wang heard a familiar bubble sound:

“Haha! Wang Zheng! Your powerful ally is back! Look what I’ve brought you! Hahaha!”