Her previous education and the intelligence reports she had seen all spoke to the sa point: Blade Beasts were powerful, human technology could not resist them, and only Spiritual Ability Users could save humanity and help reclaim the ancestral lands... etc.
So, although Shen Qionglin resisted the infusion ceremony that spawned Spiritual Ability Users, she had always felt that the sacrifices made during the ceremony were inevitable and necessary for the collective and humanity itself.
Now, her views had been completely overturned.
The internal propaganda of Spiritual Ability City had infinitely exaggerated the role of Spiritual Ability Users.
In fact, the main force resisting the Blade Beasts was human technology;
It was the sacrifice of individual living resources by the entire human society, producing a continuous stream of military products.
It was chas, artillery shells, radiation-class equipnt, and various advanced and energy-efficient equipnt, and a group of unsung scientists...
The greatest role of the Spiritual Ability Users was to carry nuclear bombs into the fray after enough advantage had been established on the human front lines.
Commonly referred to as: carrying nuclear bombs.
And this job could also be undertaken by chanical bodies like Mu Dan, and theoretically, they could perform even better.
’So, how should the value of Spiritual Ability Users be reflected?’
Shen Qionglin pondered silently.
She had also co to understand that the indifferent attitude of Fu Jian when he brought her back was not feigned.
The Devil Commander really did not think much of her research results...
"Thinking about sothing?"
Uncle Tai ca over with a yawn and handed Shen Qionglin a bottle of cool tea.
"Thank you," Shen Qionglin opened the lid and took a sip, "Well, another industrial product."
"It’s cheap, and now we don’t have that much land to grow tea leaves."
Uncle Tai said with a chuckle, then plopped down onto the sofa opposite, letting out a sigh of soone nearly dead from exhaustion:
"Finally made it through. These past few days have been deadly; I’ve only had seven hours of sleep... Can’t even count the number of tis I’ve used a stimulating needle..."
Shen Qionglin smiled with her eyes narrowed: "You are the Chief Scientist of the Spiritual Power Weapon. Complaining like this doesn’t do your image any favors."
"Ah, what Chief Scientist?"
Uncle Tai waved his hand:
"That’s just an honor given by Mr. Wang. I’m just his assistant... he forges the steel, and I work the bellows, that’s all I do."
Shen Qionglin narrowed her eyes and smiled.
The scientists here really were humble.
The academic atmosphere was much better than in Spiritual Ability City.
She asked, "Do we need to do anything next? Should we inspect the interior of the Fortress?"
"No need, we are scientific researchers. Right now, we should just get so good sleep and wait for the frontline orders. Whatever is needed, we will produce on demand."
Uncle Tai’s words also carried so worry:
"We’ve always been used to being attacked by Blade Beasts, to defending. Everyone is accustod to that pattern.
"This ti, we’re taking the initiative to strike, heading towards the area where four King-level Blade Beast Clans are rallying. I don’t know... It should be fine, there must be confidence in the operation, after all, Mr. Wang has personally gone."
Shen Qionglin nodded lightly and continued to ponder while sitting on the sofa.
She quite liked it here.
Except for these industrial-made beverages trying to imitate various flavors.
...
After three back-to-back battle etings, Wang Jixuan left with his head spinning.
Wang Jixuan had thought that mobilizing troops before battle, with generals rallying on stage and soldiers charging to their deaths, would be sufficient.
But when he actually participated in the command of a large-scale battle...
Just by looking at the maps detailing every squad’s marks, Daoist Wang began to feel a tingling in his scalp.
Fortunately, the frontline command post was operating efficiently, and Wang Jixuan did not have to offer any constructive command advice.
At 5:30 in the morning, after the etings were finally over, Daoist Wang hurried with the Maid Group to board the latest model of the invisible transport aircraft, ready to carry out the assault.
The transport aircraft was equipped with a complete command system;
Wang Jixuan could oversee everything from here and could also directly intervene in regional battles.
’I don’t understand all this. Better just watch and not interfere,’ he reminded himself.
From the holographic map, dozens of cha units could be seen already assembled at the border, each cha unit accompanied by a large number of armored vehicles for fire support.
Several expansion buttons were at the corner of the map.
With just one click, one could see the real-ti situation of the military airfields in the rear.
Securing air superiority was the key to the battle.
Apart from the Black Shell, there were four Second Generation chas involved in the frontline battle;
One of the Second Generation was seated in the sky, would pilot a powerful cha designed for the Special Winged Dragon, specifically for any that might appear in the air, to ensure air space safety.
The complete fleets of two space carriers had assembled in the nearby airspace.
The Sub-King Level Special Winged Dragon posed a significant threat to the space carriers, so they had no choice but to be on guard.
Mu Dan whispered, "sir, General Fu Jian has sent an inquiry, he is currently in a eting with the Commander of the Space Fortress. Do you want to observe or directly participate?"
"I won’t participate."
Wang Jixuan opened a bottle of chilled beer, ready to relax, and casually said:
"What can I do at such a political eting? Watch them talk in officialdom?"
Mu Dan laughed, "Ms. Wan doesn’t know about the inquiry from the Commander, maybe, the Commander wants to make you his successor."
"Well, then I have to thank him greatly."
Wang Jixuan curled his lips, took a big gulp of cold beer, and felt utterly refreshed.
This drink wouldn’t get him drunk, the cold, slightly bitter taste was sothing those celestial liquors and monkey wines from his previous life never offered.
Master Wang simply said, "If there are such requests in the future, help decline them. I want to concentrate on fighting... which ans to fight."
"Okay, got it."
Mu Dan summoned a projection screen, her fingers tapping away rapidly.
She said softly, "If you’re at ease, the follow-up strike missions could actually be left to Mu Dan and everyone else. Our armor has also been upgraded and modified, allowing us to exert up to 60-70% of our capabilities!"
"I’ll see how it goes, I’m actually here to kill the Beast Speaker. Being threatened like this and not fighting back would be too humiliating, it doesn’t sit well with ," Master Wang said as he looked out the window.
The underground hangar was divided into six levels.
Their transport was on this level, which was now cramd full.
Warriors and chanical Bodies rushed about everywhere;
Fighters were being fueled up, having their weapon systems checked, and the pilots were giving pre-combat briefs;
Small chas were lying down being loaded into transport planes;
Those chas, towering over ten ters tall, were already in the departure area, their hooks attached to a series of heavy-duty drones...
Wang Jixuan’s Spiritual Sense spread out, allowing him to see the entire military fortress.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were preparing for the upcoming assault.
This battle tonight, who knows how many would return here.
Wang Jixuan’s Spiritual Sense flickered, and he spotted a familiar group coming from the surface barracks via the elevator, stopping on this level of the underground hangar.
Their destination seed to be a large transport plane on this level.
Among them was Ms. Wan, an intellectually dressed older woman in protective gear, as well as Wan Xiaoqi in military uniform.
Of course, the most important person was the core of the team, the New Generation Half-human cha, Lingtong, wearing tight bright white armor and sporting a ponytail.
Master Wang calculated the distance between them, glanced at the departure ti, and motivated by his heart’s direction, swiftly got up and darted out of the transport plane. Upon landing, his hands ford seals with lightning speed.
Disappear!
Twenty-three seconds later, Wang Jixuan appeared on the path that Lingtong and her group had to take, at the end of the corridor, at the entrance to the field, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, pretending to be enjoying the scenery.
Ms. Wan and a few middle-aged aunties from the logistical team walked by chatting;
Wan Xiaoqi, carrying a small chanical dog, was observing the data displayed on top of the chanical dog’s head, silently passing by.
The bright white armor burst into Wang Jixuan’s line of sight.
To facilitate cha piloting, such armor was designed to be tight-fitting and enveloping, every accessory pre-adjusted to Lingtong’s body asurents, giving the impression of being sexy, harmonious, and natural, without any hint of affectation.
"Hey, cough!"
Wang Jixuan suddenly spoke out.
Lingtong paused, her footsteps halting as she turned her head in his direction. The coldness on her face lted like ice and snow, and her expressive peach blossom eyes shone brightly.
"How co you..."
"I’m also preparing to depart on this side, ca to check on you."
Daoist Wang was smiling with his arms crossed and his eyes squinting as he said:
"Didn’t have ti to chat during the eting just now, and when I think about it, we haven’t seen each other for quite so ti..."
Lingtong suddenly stepped forward, quickening her pace, and before Wang Jixuan could think of an appropriate response, Lingtong was already in front of him.
Without hesitation, she raised her chanical arm, hooked Wang Jixuan’s neck and head, pulled him forcefully towards her, closed her eyes, and stood on her toes.
Daoist Wang:...
He had just been drinking and hadn’t had the chance to chew any breath-freshening gum.
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