He knew how to decrypt it.
"Hmm, those are up to you, you’re the patent holder."
Fu Jian looked over at the playground, where Deep Sea was leading the team in rehearsing the second and third layer of changes.
In a corner of the training field, Mu Dan was directing seven new maids, practicing an even more complex and exquisite Seven-star Formation.
The cooperation among the chanical Bodies had beco more tacit, the variations of the Sword Array more nurous, and the movents even more precise.
This Peak Maids group was the real [S-class assassins].
Fu Jian said, "I’ve equipped you with eight Destruction Cannons that co with self-destruction devices. They will be delivered within a week and can be used by your eight loyal wingn. Later, when we attack Spiritual Ability City, we will also need them to make a move."
"No problem, I trained them precisely to deal with Huo Rong and his gang."
Wang Jixuan shrugged:
"Compared to these, the list Zheng De gave you needs to be prepared as soon as possible. That’s the most important thing.
"Besides that, I have so other requests."
"Feel free to ask; we can et them all."
"Across all human territory, or rather, wherever you can reach, I want you to find so ancient flora, the older the better. Collect their branches, without harming the roots, mark the spots, and send the samples here."
Wang Jixuan reminded earnestly:
"It’s been over a hundred years since the Blade Beast invasion, and these plants might have developed spirituality."
Fu Jian glanced at Dongfang Zhenghong, who imdiately nodded: "All noted, Commander."
"Any other requests?"
"Aren’t you going to ask what this is for?"
"There’s no need to ask more questions; you wouldn’t say more."
Fu Jian’s chanical visage showed a trace of amusent:
"If there’s nothing else, then go train quickly. The war at the border may start as soon as twelve days from now. If those seven can operate the proprietary cha in coordination with the Secondary Horror cha to kill a King-level Blade Beast, it will have a huge impact on the world order.
"The Half-human cha technology is shared among the nine major battle zones, and we hold most of the patents here.
"Let them give this world a shock, temporarily repel the Blade Beast, gain a breathing space, and we’ll be able to deal with the remaining troubles of Spiritual Ability City!
"Humanity might just reach a turning point because of it."
Wang Jixuan nodded, turned around, and strolled back to the training field to continue coaching the Half-human cha Team.
The real show from the Spiritual Ability Group was still to co.
Fu Jian was sowhat puzzled: "Wasn’t my speech just now motivational?"
"It was inspiring," Dongfang Zhenghong laughed, "I’m all fired up!"
"Then why is he so nonchalant?"
The old scientist grinned: "Commander, he might have seen a broader world, stars once twinkled for him."
Fu Jian curled his lip.
The cold treatnt he had received over the past fifty years was nothing compared to these few days!
"Choose a weaker King-level target for those seven. Invest more in logistical support; this battle must be fought beautifully."
"Yes!"
...
The fifth day of Wang Zheng’s little class.
On the edge of Spiritual Ability City, inside a stealth transport aircraft slowly leaving the satellite city base.
Dragonfly Lady yawned as she opened the refrigerator door, instinctively reaching for the red wine, but her gaze fell on the bottles of talisman water, her fingers moving to the left to grab a cup of nutritious yogurt.
Upon closing the refrigerator, the small mirror on the fridge door wobbled, reflecting Dragonfly Lady’s slightly plump face, which was beginning to retain its charm.
Her swelling had subsided, her skin had beco fairer, and although she couldn’t be called a great beauty, she now possessed a certain allure.
Drinking a bottle of talisman water every twenty days, she no longer had headaches or backaches. She could sleep soundly every night without being tornted by nightmares.
Even her nstrual cycle, which had stopped for several years, had recently started again, and she began critiquing photos of handso n in the still of the night.
’This Black Storm...might be a bit over the top.’
Dragonfly Lady took a sip of yogurt and turned her head to see the burly figure crawling out of the cockpit.
It was Mane Bear, who had rejoined the team.
"Captain, what’s our mission this ti?"
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