"You’re not..."
Wang Jixuan imdiately beca alert.
He couldn’t say "weren’t you in ambush," as it might make Lingtong think he didn’t want to see her.
The "Fortress Romance Guide" stated that if one couldn’t find a suitable topic to talk about, one should complint the other person’s outfit...
Lingtong must have co in a hurry, dressed very simply—a white tactical vest hugged her lovely figure, paired with camo pants and special tactical boots, ready to jump into the battle at any mont.
She was almost completely barefaced, probably just wearing simple sunscreen. Her naturally long eyelashes, under her delicate brows and bright eyes, did not seem too prominent.
Wang Jixuan smiled and said, "How co you seem a bit more beautiful since I last saw you?"
"Really?"
Lingtong was a bit lost for words, simply explaining, "Maybe it’s because I haven’t been going out much recently, all the ti in the underground lab, but, to correct you, it’s been twelve days."
Master Wang smiled peacefully, and Dao Heart beca very calm for so reason.
He walked up close to Lingtong, who still leaned against the corner wall, and they shared a brief eye contact.
"Are you confident?" asked Wang Jixuan, "The upcoming fight... it ans battle."
"It’s still unclear if any Level Spirit Ability Users will show up."
Lingtong humd softly, a trace of disdain for the enemy in her eyes:
"The combat style of the half-human cha and the Spiritual Ability Users are entirely different, It can’t be said that a single half-human cha is inferior to a Level Spirit Ability User, just that they have more strategies at their disposal, especially spiritual impacts. Our firepower is stronger, allowing for long-range sniping."
"Next, we’ll see if they co to Fortress 76."
"The interior of Fortress 76 has been cleaned up, making it a good shelter. Once the danger here is over, you can co back here and continue contributing to humanity’s fight against the Blade Beasts."
"I will also be stationed at Fortress 76 for a while."
"That’s good... Oh, this is for you."
Wang Jixuan took off his backpack, opened the outer layer, and pulled out a black box marked with the number 7 from beneath several pieces of clothing.
There were seven or eight black boxes in the backpack, which contained many crystal cores, now Master Wang’s inventory.
He opened box number seven, showing off twenty pure crystal cores and two brand new Eight Diagrams Plate Crystal Core Magical Artifacts.
"Here, rember to carry these with you."
Lingtong slightly frowned. "So many crystal cores... don’t you need these things a lot?"
Wang Jixuan spoke seriously: "You will use them on the front line to fight, which is also a way of protecting . Take them, your sword also needs these residual soul-free crystal cores."
"Okay," Lingtong took the box.
Wang Jixuan gazed into her eyes, his sight inadvertently shifting to her lips.
Won often liked to apply so color or gloss to their lips, making them look tempting and delicious.
But the Daoist silently reminded himself.
’One shouldn’t care about Primordial Yang until reaching Golden Core.’
’The spiritual energy in this realm is already thin, Primordial Yang is of utmost importance.’
’One should not rush too much.’
He coughed lightly and said, "I’ll head up front now, Captain Zheng is still waiting."
"Alright, stay safe."
Lingtong nodded, her eyes also glancing to the side.
Wang Jixuan took a few steps, turning back to wave goodbye as he rounded the corner.
"Wang Zheng."
Lingtong called out softly.
Daoist paused mid-step, leaning back just enough to see Lingtong’s nearly perfect profile and her slightly bitten lip.
"Stay safe."
She said in a barely audible voice, her expression a bit unnatural, perhaps thinking of sothing.
Master Wang smiled serenely at her, waved his hand, and turned to leave.
At the end of the corridor, Zheng Shiduo was squatting and smoking, his back to the scene, a small mirror secretly held in his palm to observe what was happening.
Wang Jixuan had walked about ten steps when he suddenly stopped.
Just...
What to say...
Dao Heart was not very comfortable, always feeling sowhat, sowhat aggrieved.
Yes, he felt wronged.
Wang Jixuan stared at the small mirror in Zheng Shiduo’s palm, suddenly dropped his backpack on the ground, and turned back the way he ca.
Zheng Shiduo couldn’t help but turn his head to look this way, his face hanging question marks.
On the other side of the corner, Lingtong, who was chanically stroking the pattern on the black box, looked up in surprise at the suddenly returning figure.
Before she had a chance to speak, Wang Jixuan’s right hand already covered her eyes, and with a speed faster than lightning, he lightly pecked her lips and quickly jumped back.
"Eh?" Lingtong stood there stunned.
"Just trying it out, like in the novels, don’t misunderstand... Fight well, see you later," said Master Wang in a light-hearted tone, repeating what Lingtong had said to him that day.
Then he blinked, turned, and walked away.
Lingtong’s cheeks visibly flushed, she picked up the box to cover her lips, taking a good seven or eight seconds to calm her chaotic thoughts.
Down the corridor, the voices of Wang Zheng and Zheng Shiduo conversing could already be heard.
"Wow, what did I just see?"
"Dare to go out and gossip, I’ll bless you with Mahayana Buddhism."
"What is Mahayana Buddhism?"
"Mane Bear."
"Damn! Good brother, I was wrong, okay!"
"Stay away from ! I prefer conservative won! Co any closer and I’ll replace your crystal plug with a cent one!"
"Wow! It’s a play I’ve never even tried before! I’m disgusted with myself, ahahaha!"
Wang Jixuan sent a kick flying, Zheng Shiduo quickly ran ahead, and together they left the supply station’s exit, heading toward the several military supply trucks.
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