Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone Chapter 342 - 170 Unexpected Formidable Enemy2

Four Spiritual Ability Users were playing mahjong there, with Spiritual Ability Rankings of about two Cs and two Ds.

In the corner, there were three won and two n, barely clothed; so were in a stupor, others were constantly giggling while hugging gas tanks—all ordinary people, and they all wore collars around their necks. Beside them were so...tools that Zheng Shiduo had never used before.

Wang Jixuan scratched his ear.

’Wuliang, that Heavenly Venerable.’

’There are really a lot of perverts in this world.’

If he only had a C-rank ability now, he would still have more than enough power to deal with these four. Talisman, spell, array, artifact—all could be used against the enemy.

Now he was just a bit stronger than the strongest of the four. If he allowed them to make any noise later, it would be his own incompetence.

Wang Jixuan’s hands moved quickly and silently, forming seals, golden light shining from his eyes.

Da Yan Heart Sword!

A semi-transparent great sword swept out of nowhere!

The four Spiritual Ability User guards froze, first staring blankly, then blood flowed from their seven orifices, and finally, they were each pinned down on the table by clouds of Qi.

’No pressure at all.’

Wang Jixuan glanced at the five people over there, turned his Spiritual Sense into a hamr, and gently tapped on their heads.

All five fell unconscious at the sa ti, and they wouldn’t wake up for at least a day and a night.

Daoist Wang gave the ssy area a look, shook his head, pulled open the security door, and returned to the front hall of the branch office. His Spiritual Sense had already confird the entire layout of the upper, middle, and lower floors of this branch office.

There were seven or eight more guard rooms, with a total of thirty Spiritual Ability Users stationed here, the strongest being a B-rank Spiritual Ability User.

Their recreational activities were abundant, in no way hiding their fervent desires.

To be cautious, Wang Jixuan visited each guard room in turn, extinguishing twenty-nine dirty souls.

The remaining B-rank Spiritual Ability User was special, likely the ’Professor Shen’ the two interns at the front desk had ntioned.

She was a woman who appeared to be only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, dressed in a hazmat suit doing...

Surgery on a Blade Beast?

After Wang Jixuan dealt with these Spiritual Ability User guards, Fu Jian’s voice ca through the earpiece:

"Down to the next level, co to this warehouse—it really has Spiritual Ability chas."

"On my way," Wang Jixuan simply replied, strolling past one laboratory after another, seeing all sorts of research groups and project teams.

There were still quite a few scientific researchers here.

Although those Spiritual Ability guards were a bit perverse, most of the scientific research staff were rather normal; Wang Jixuan had been observing with his Spiritual Sense for so long and only saw an old woman taking advantage of her female student in her free ti, engaging in bogus activities.

Daoist Wang had seen it all and remained indifferent, his Dao Heart unaffected by the slightest ripple.

When he arrived at the warehouse Fu Jian had ntioned and pushed open the slightly ajar door, he imdiately saw a group of newly activated autonomous guards.

Whoosh! All the autonomous guards saluted at the sa ti.

The air rippled, Fu Jian deactivated his holographic camouflage, and called out to Wang Jixuan:

"Co over here... I’ve rewritten these guards’ programs; now they follow our commands. Later, we’ll use them to blow this place up."

"These are the Spiritual Ability chas you ntioned?"

In the west side of the warehouse, a dozen three-ter-tall black chas lay on the ground, with several trailers nearby.

"Yes, those are them. The chas are made from the hardest shells of sub-king blade beasts, and there should be Spirit Cultivator technology inside."

Wang Jixuan appeared, wearing X armor, and pressed his silver-white gauntlets against the leg of a black cha, closing his eyes to sense.

He drew strands of Spiritual Energy into the black cha, and the shell of the chas lit up instantly, displaying symbols resembling ’tadpole script.’

These symbols shone, attracting the surrounding Spiritual Energy to converge towards them rapidly.

Two large doors opened from the cha’s chest to its abdon, revealing a simple cockpit that could fit only one person in a crouching position.

After the pilot climbed in, they would extend their hands and feet into the holes in the cha’s limbs, like putting on clothes.

This was a common design for the three-ter level chas.

Fu Jian exclaid, "Energy City really has been secretly working on a lot of things behind our backs; these symbols are almost the sa as the ones on Huo Rong’s body."

"Not the sa, nor similar," Wang Jixuan simply stated. "Whoever made this cha is imitating sothing. The Spiritual Energy, which is the Spiritual Ability from the air entering the cha, only accumulates on the surface of the cha and cannot penetrate inside.

"The inside of the cha is still designed with a conventional approach.

"I speculate that these surface symbols are sothing they learned and are trying to integrate with the cha."

Fu Jian said, "If that’s the case, then it shows that the three Spirit Cultivators controlled by the Six Elders didn’t give them all the technology."

"Who is controlling whom is yet to be determined."

Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue and added, "Can we take them back later? These dozen or so chas are pretty good; I can continue to modify them based on their existing design."

Fu Jian thought carefully and replied, "Taking all of them is difficult, but two or three shouldn’t be a problem. We can blow up the rest."

"Arrange it as you see fit; taking back one is enough to replicate."

"This one is for you."

Fu Jian opened a small refrigerator in his chest, took out a simple data device:

"Go collect so data; there are a lot of cutting-edge studies here. It’s considered an important base for both the Thirteenth Institute and the Dominion Faction; we’re like blind cats running into dead mice."

"I don’t particularly like that description," Wang Jixuan joked, "I had a feeling before the action that this would be a big harvest."

"Get to work then; the other two teams are about to make their move," Fu Jian said with a sowhat chilling voice.

"Take the research results and data, and kill the research teams."

"You do it; I rarely take lives."

Wang Jixuan, turning to leave, waved the controller in his hand.