The Gallinos were silent for a few seconds and then gave a pessimistic response.
[I’m afraid we can’t.]
[We’ve lost another Beast God Lord, and now we lack sufficient living forces. We must wait for reinforcents or wait for a new batch of basic forces to grow.]
[Despicable humans are enjoying the fruits of our labor; their power consumption is not too great.]
[The Spirit Cultivators who abandoned the contract of Bright Wings have already succumbed to the oppression of the Cultivators, becoming support for the human camp.]
[We can only actively defend now, but within no more than one hundred and twenty-four rotation cycles, the interstellar gate will complete its charge, and then five Sky Eyes will be watching this planet.]
Five Sky Eyes;
Five interstellar gates?
Wang Jixuan almost cursed.
These Blade Beasts are relentless in their pursuit of destruction!
Hmm, but this wasn’t enough to panic him.
After all, in the past, thinking ’if I can’t do it, I’ll go the route of Devil Skills for quick success,’ was just a desperate move.
And now...
It seems Demon Cultivation might be the true path for his Dao Heart and talent.
Wang Jixuan was truly feeling a bit amused.
He expressed his regret proactively: [I really want to return to your side, I’ve suffered terrible torture here.]
The Gallinos inquired concernedly: [How did they torture you?]
Wang Jixuan feared saying too much would expose him, so he recalled the details of Shen Qionglin’s dissection of the Blade Beast, describing these in full, only adding a sentence at the end, [All of this happened right next to .]
The Gallinos were indignant;
Though it was only mild indignation.
They were rational, and very sober.
[For humans, you are definitely a precious sample.]
[Don’t worry, there’s a high probability they won’t harm you.]
[We will co to rescue you, definitely, child, our individual numbers are even fewer than the Beast Gods.]
[Please endure.]
Endure?
Endure your Immortal nonsense endure!
Master Wang left a sigh behind, ’weakly’ cutting off the connection.
His Alien Soul began to sleep inside the Gallino, anwhile, Wang Jixuan examined this War Puppet, contemplating how to modify so of its appearance and Qi.
In case the Blade Beast Group actually cos to rescue, this Gallino’s body is still easily recognizable.
Or...
He could feign ignorance, using the thought ’a new soul was born from the old body’ as an explanation.
Master Wang observed around a bit, lightly raised an eyebrow, and his mind returned to his main body.
"Have Amina co with to the General Command Center," Wang Jixuan said, "invite Zhou Zhengde and Aunt Zhou iyin, and anwhile have Lao Fu prepare so excellent teppanyaki for us, and also do the promised family banquet."
"Alright!"
Mu Dan naturally knew that Wang Jixuan calling Zhou Zhengde and Amina together was actually about the Core Circuit.
Although Mu Dan also wanted to remind that Zhou Zhengde had tried it before and couldn’t resonate with the Core Circuit;
But when she thought of her commanding officer’s incredible ans...
Maybe it would really work.
"Commander, should the War Puppet act together?"
"No need for it to deliberately keep close distance with ," Wang Jixuan said, "let it follow the formation to near the Space Fortress."
"Yes."
Wang Jixuan humd a tune from his past life, walked over to the porthole, and comfortably sat down, naturally lifting both legs and resting them on the table in front.
He casually summoned the information aggregate board from Shen Qionglin’s hands, reading the news with great interest.
This ti in seclusion, it had actually been a month.
This month, the human world felt like a festival.
The Black Storm had completely beco the super idol in the hearts of young people in various combat zones and Space Fortresses.
He alone swept through Blade Beast Nests, sweeping through more than twenty Blade Beast Nests, reclaiming large mineral-rich territories for humans;
This sort of thing indeed transcended the limits of scientific explanation.
The Human Fortress Era had always advocated collective thinking, called for tribal survival, consciously avoiding the spread of individual heroism;
But this ti, no one would feel that the light of the Black Storm was too dazzling.
...
Family banquet.
Zhou Zhengde quickly tidied up himself and rushed to the General Command Center.
His recent work remained exceedingly busy, and he was like a spinning top. Besides the developnt and stability of Fortress No. 82, Zhou Zhengde was also the Deputy Secretary-General of the Governor’s Union eting, along with additional advisory activities.
His days were very fulfilling.
The operation of the entire human society not only relies on countless small cogs but also on managers like him who can adhere to their beliefs and ideals.
He brought Xiang Tiantian along, who ran to the Reception Center to et Amina as soon as she got off the plane.
This family feast was set by Fu Jian at a secluded residence on the outskirts of the General Command Center.
This was Fu Jian’s personal residence, which he had been away from for several decades.
To exaggerate a bit, during these past decades, Fu Jian hadn’t returned to this villa for even a single day, always either on the move or resting at the Command Center.
Today, Fu Jian deliberately put on so casual clothes, removed so protective modules from his massive chanical body, making himself appear sowhat younger.
Zhou Zhengde was the first to arrive and was called by Fu Jian to help prepare the ingredients.
The Zhou Dynasty Governor was initially worried that his grandfather might test him on so difficult political issues.
But there was none;
Most of Fu Jian’s questions today were about Zhou Zhengde’s marriage to Xiang Tiantian.
This kind of political marriage where both parties liked each other was a petite yet not insignificant good deed for the D5 Combined Combat Zone.
"After marriage, when do you plan to have children? Huh? Why avoid this topic?"
Fu Jian examined Zhou Zhengde up and down:
"Is your body failing? You’re my sole genetic inheritor."
"How is that possible!"
Zhou Zhengde chuckled:
"I’m in excellent health. Tiantian may be a Spirit Cultivator, but she still doesn’t match my stamina.
"Also, I did earlier have a slight issue of oligospemia because of imnse pressure, but Wang Zheng gave several Solid Foundation Elixirs, and now I have no problem at all, currently only practicing contraception."
"Why practice contraception?"
"Uh...because I’m not sure I can provide a bright future for the child."
"If everyone thought like you, how could human civilization continue? The essence of civilization is people."
"I understand that," Zhou Zhengde shrugged, "but grandfather, you know that emotions can’t always be explained."
Fu Jian didn’t say much further, focusing on cutting at.
Outside, Zhou iyin and Xiang Tiantian’s intimate chatter sounded;
A Black Butterfly flew straight into the living room of this secretive villa, transford into human form, elegantly walked over to a bookshelf, looking at the books related to chanics.
Zhou iyin and Xiang Tiantian quickly took over the food-processing battlefield.
Fu Jian walked back to the living room with his hands behind his back.
"Can I read these books at will?" Amina asked.
"Of course," Fu Jian gestured invitingly, "Just feel free."
Amina slightly nodded.
Two more figures entered the villa, Lingtong, in military attire, and Red Snake, wearing a colorful dress. They were initially at the General Command Center and called over temporarily.
Although it was ant to be Fu Jian’s family feast, it almost beca a gathering.
"Commander!"
Lingtong and Red Snake saluted simultaneously.
Fu Jian waved his hand with a smile: "No need for too much formality, today is just to have a al, and to celebrate the official return of our Black Storm, I also have an announcent."
"An announcent?" Amina asked, "Is there anything more urgent than unlocking the planetary barrier?"
"Unlocking the planetary barrier is naturally an urgent matter."
Fu Jian’s hands were elegently placed in his pants pockets, speaking leisurely:
"But this matter is beyond our control.
"Even if the planetary barrier is opened, it only grants us a longer period to linger and survive; to truly ensure the perpetuation of our civilization, we must defeat the Blade Beast from the plane of civilization."
"So I’ve decided..."
"No need to follow through with that apocalypse plan."
Wang Jixuan’s lazy voice sounded, the wall beside showed layers of ripple traces as he stepped out with Mu Dan, now back in maid attire.
——Shen Qionglin himself gracefully declined attending such an occasion.
Wang Jixuan nodded slightly toward Fu Jian, playfully raising his eyebrows:
"I’ve always known what you intended, sacrificing yourself, liberating the chanical plan, pursuing infinite chanical civilization expansion, like producing a virus to kill bacteria.
"No need to take such risks anymore.
"I’ve decided to transmit fundantal cultivation to local human civilization, providing you a quick success Demonic Skill especially targeting the Blade Beast’s weakness.
"Heavenly Demon Soul Devouring Technique.
"In three months, we can create a batch of Heavenly Demon Soldiers!"
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