Gao Huating humd lightly:
"That’s right, I’ve been having dreams lately, where I can fly around in them. I don’t know what’s going on, and... didn’t I ntion that I have a neighbor? Lately, I seem to occasionally see so glowing little things floating around in his house..."
The agent sister chuckled, "Your neighbor is quite handso, isn’t he?"
"Uh, if you’re talking about handso..."
Gao Huating’s mind conjured up the face of Wang Zheng.
A bit delicate, a bit composed, his facial features weren’t rugged, nor did they match Gao Huating’s ideal type of a tough guy, yet he was indeed handso, and he had an indescribable charisma.
"Indeed, he is."
"That’s normal, you’re going to be twenty-five soon, Huating."
The agent sister muttered:
"At your age, I had already dated three or four boyfriends, and you haven’t had one. This is just a bit of hormone secretion inducing pubescent fantasies.
"Your puberty is just a bit too long."
Gao Huating’s pretty face flushed red as she mumbled, "That’s not true, I’m sure I can work hard to get a partner before the Fortress assigns one."
"Following the Fortress’s big data matchmaking is pretty good too, my husband was assigned by the organization, and our personalities match really well."
The agent sister laughed, "Get so rest. If there are any issues, contact directly. I’m a cadre in our Fortress’s propaganda departnt after all. Though I don’t have much authority, I know a lot of people."
Gao Huating gave a dry laugh, hung up the communication, and lay there, continuing to space out.
She looked up at the energy-saving lamp on the ceiling and raised her small hand towards the lampshade.
There was an absent mont when she seed to see a sky filled with burning clouds, so debris floating in the depth of the sky, and she gripped the lyre in her hand, nervous and bewildered...
When she tried to look more closely, those illusions quietly vanished, her focal point scattered and refocused, and it was still the ceiling.
"Another illusion..."
Gao Huating’s small hand fell limply down, covering her upper body, and she gently pressed down.
’Why won’t it develop properly.’
’Do I need to exercise regularly for a long ti to get a figure like the maid sister next door?’
She pondered in distress, unable to firm up her resolve to exercise, and soon she drifted off to sleep.
Ding-a-ling!
The 7:30 p.m. alarm rang punctually.
Gao Huating sprang up energetically, glanced at the ti, and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up and change, hastily putting on underwear and a pair of sport shorts.
—After all, she was doing a voice broadcast, not a TV live broadcast; it didn’t matter if her appearance was a bit ssy.
Gao Huating tidied up her hair, grabbed her keys, opened the door, and was about to rush out when she was faced with a wall.
This was a tall and burly figure.
Gao Huating was about to collide with it when a large chanical hand firmly pressed on her arm, keeping her in place.
"Sorry! Huh?"
Gao Huating’s almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened in surprise as she looked at the face in front of her, one she had seen countless tis on promotional posters.
The pitch-black chanical body, the neck edged with simulated skin, that aged but resolute, determined, never-backing-down chanical face, with the left chanical eye and the intact right eye creating a bizarre sense of harmony.
"Commander, Commander-in-Chief?!"
"Hmm," Fu Jian nodded slightly with a squeezed-out smile, "Keep it a secret."
"Yes, yes!"
Gao Huating’s legs felt weak, and she beca dizzy. Her brain made a snap decision, and she saluted as a young league mber would, before quickly heading down the corridor, breaking into a run after two steps.
Fu Jian smiled wryly.
An individual with all healthy human trics.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him: "Wang Zheng, it’s ."
Wang Jixuan, who was in ditation, opened his eyes and glanced at the corner, where Mu Dan tilted her head in curiosity.
Fu Jian had co over using the invisibility system, so even Mu Dan couldn’t detect his presence.
...
At dusk, on the concrete road through the wheat fields.
Fu Jian walked slowly with his hands clasped behind him, while Wang Jixuan kept his hands in his coat pockets, observing the Fortress with his Spiritual Sense, his mind drifting elsewhere.
After half a minute of walking, Wang Jixuan took the initiative to ask:
"Uncle Hei, Commander, Comrade Lao Fu, did you call out just to take a walk?"
"No," Fu Jian pondered for a mont before saying, "I’m thinking about a problem."
"What problem?"
"What kind of honor or reward should I give you to make you commit to serving humanity with all your heart."
"You really don’t mince words."
Wang Jixuan chuckled:
"Don’t worry about it. Since I’m taking the Crystal Core from you, I’ll naturally help you clear the enemy.
Besides, I’m also human. The threat of the Blade Beasts, the rebellion in Spiritual Ability City, once I’m stronger, I will resolve it myself."
Fu Jian said, "I don’t doubt your character, it’s just... more people should know about your contribution."
"Why?" Wang Jixuan countered.
"Clear rewards and punishnts are the foundation of the order of rule, minimizing the dark parts of the order as much as possible, can extend the life of the order as much as possible."
Fu Jian laughed softly, speaking nonchalantly:
"Due to the trendous pressure given by the Blade Beasts, the dark parts within the battlezone-fortress order system are squeezed to the maximum, just like bubbles.
Thus, you can feel that although there are corrupt behaviors within the fortress, like so middle-level officials indulging in pleasures on the 46th floor, overall, most corrupt officials don’t dare to abuse their power, don’t dare to embezzle the main resources, they only scrape so odds and ends."
Wang Jixuan nodded, "So, you’ve co to give a crash course?"
"No, I have other matters, just wanted to ask you en passant... do you want recognition? I can award so dals to Black Storm, artificially create a god."
"No need."
Wang Jixuan chuckled:
"Rather than that, just give more resources instead, Crystal Cores, special ores, aged herbs and plants, I have great use for them."
"We need a strong role model."
"Just randomly pick one from the Half-human chas. Anyway, ordinary people don’t know the difference between one Half-human cha and another."
Wang Jixuan countered:
"Speaking of which, I’m also a bit puzzled, why is the Second Generation so much stronger than the latest models?"
"It’s the three core parts."
Fu Jian lightly raised his eyebrows:
"The First Generation Half-human cha and the Second Generation Half-human cha, almost all are equipped with the top-level Micro Nuclear Reactor, Destruction Cannon, and power systems. This has requirents for one’s own degree of modification; the minimum is 86%, with most body organs replaced."
"Your Mu Dan and the Maid Group, their core three parts are on par with the Second Generation Half-human cha, but the energy total is less, not having enough weapon systems equipped.
Lingtong and the others, they use the youthful version of the three parts, so their strength limit is far lower than the modified bodies with 90% modifications."
"So, this ti, Wang Zheng, the contribution you’ve made is just too imnse. The appearance of the He Yuan Pill has suddenly added eight Terrifying cha Drivers to us."
"That’s good," Wang Jixuan laughed, "I can live even more comfortably."
"But those currently active..."
"Don’t worry, I keep my word, I’ll start Alchemy tomorrow."
Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "That’s good, what do you plan to do about the Beast Speaker? I will fully cooperate."
"That’s your job, Commander, to formulate strategies and plans."
Wang Jixuan’s expression beca more serious:
"All I can say is lock onto his trail as fast as possible and if conditions allow, initiate the attack as soon as possible. Ti waits for no one, the sooner the better!"
"Okay, I’ve already unsealed three Horror chas that were stored away due to a lack of drivers."
Fu Jian said:
"If you agree, I’d like to directly promote your Seven Star Sword Formation technique among the Half-human cha troops, letting Lingtong beco the main instructor, to increase her prestige."
"Start the promotion imdiately."
Wang Jixuan was even more aggressive:
"Don’t you have many chanical Bodies? Can’t you just directly load Mu Dan and their Sword Formation program into the chanical Bodies?"
"That would be very dangerous."
Fu Jian simply said:
"If seven advanced autonomous chanical Bodies could kill a solitary Half-human cha, the power balance between us and the autonomous chanical Bodies would be completely upset.
The story between the Blade Beasts and the Spirit Cultivator civilization serves as a good reminder.
Of course, if the fla of human civilization is extinguished, then the doomsday protocol I’ve set for all chanical Bodies will imdiately activate."
"Doomsday protocol? Lao Fu, don’t tell you’re planning to blow up a planet?"
"Not to that extent," Fu Jian smiled, "but a planet without humanity, for humans, also loses its aning."
Wang Jixuan was montarily speechless.
"I was thinking of having another chat with No.4 wall, what do you think?"
Fu Jian said gravely:
"That’s mainly why I hurried over.
The Blade Beasts have begun advancing into Spiritual Ability Users, the existence of the Beast Speaker should be able to threaten that bastard No.4.
He’s just a loser, he has no right to negotiate terms with us."
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