Surviving the Apocalypse, Becoming Immortal Alone

Chapter 32 Magical Tools

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If he could, Wang Jixuan would want to keep practicing in this wooden house forever.

Here, he had the clever and considerate Yezi, who especially loved doing chores, a group of lively and adorable little ones, and a variety of books.

Of course, the most important thing was the pure spiritual energy in the air.

But at this moment, the plans to eliminate the Black Fire Gang in the upper city and the gang's own transformation plan were both moving forward step by step, and the identity of the landlady was quite complicated.

Fortunately, the children that Old Lady Kong had taken in had nothing to do with the Black Fire Gang.

Not only that.

According to Zhou Zhengde's investigation, over the past thirty years, the orphans who had left this wooden house were evenly spread across various corners of the lower city, and five out of six of them had no connection to the Black Fire Gang.

Among these orphans, the one doing the best now was "Old Goat" Thomas.

The orphans who left the wooden house at different times played different roles in various areas of the lower city. They kept in touch and helped each other, and there was a trend of forming a new organization.

Wang Jixuan sensed something unusual in this.

Before the Black Fire Gang began its transformation, he had to deal with a D-level spiritual energy user, then return to the wooden house and wait for the gang's transformation to eliminate anyone coming through the underground passage.

Including Old Lady Kong.

It was quite challenging to take down a D-level spiritual energy user while the Black Fire Gang was on high alert.

To this end, Wang Jixuan waited an extra seven days and nights, trying to speed up his training while waiting for the new supplies from Zhou Zhengde to arrive.

At the agreed time and place, Wang Jixuan appeared at the supply point in his black combat suit and helmet.

He noticed again the two members of the "Internal Affairs Minister's Guard" hiding in a corner about ten meters away. These two had delivered the supplies several times before.

This time, the supply box was a large cello case.

Wang Jixuan heightened his spiritual awareness and slowly approached the box; if he sensed any danger, he would activate the movement talisman on his leg and jump away.

Click.

The lock on the cello case opened by itself, revealing a dazzling array of individual weapons.

Wang Daolong carefully checked everything, picked up the cello case, and turned to jump away, disappearing from the sight of the two in just a few leaps.

The two pulled out their text exchange devices, typed the same message, and hit send.

Ding ding.

In the thirteenth-floor security office, Zhou Zhengde, who had been resting in a chair, immediately sat up straight and grabbed his text exchange device.

Buzz, buzz.

Inside a car with a flickering light, a pair of long fingers manipulated the text exchange device, carefully reading the information.

[Supply has been taken.]

Under the faint glow of the light green screen, the woman's red lips curled slightly.

About ten minutes later.

In the buffer zone between the Black Fire Gang and Wanlijin, in an abandoned metal shed.

Wang Daolong's secret base, designated as No. 2.

[01: Are we moving tonight?]
[02: Yes, the equipment you sent has been received.]
[01: I’ve pushed hard on my end; the coalition against the gang needs at least another week to establish an effective command system. Wanlijin and Hellfire have already blocked the Black Fire Gang's borders. A cleansing force of six hundred has taken position on the forty-fifth floor.]
[02: The core leaders of the Black Fire Gang won’t wait for disaster to strike; they will act in advance. My targets are their BOSS and six core leaders.]

Wang Jixuan looked at the red battery icon in the top right corner of the screen.

[02: This thing is running low on power.]
[01: I brought you new batteries; change them later.]
[02: Anyway, don’t worry. My target this time is to eliminate the psychic energy user named An Qian. Are you sure no new spiritual energy users have entered the lower city?]
[01: All entrances and exits are guarded by the cleansing force. I’ve shamelessly requested a lot of external support. I hired many gang members to investigate the perimeter of the Black Fire Gang’s territory, and I’ve also used the panic within the gang to bribe a few mid-level officials. It’s confirmed that there are currently two D-level and one E-level users.]
[02: That’s good. If I take out one D-level user, I can wait in the wooden house for the others to come.]
[01: Are you really going to kill your landlady?]
[02: Otherwise? If we don’t eliminate the main culprit, will we let her come back to life? … The countdown to shut down is on.]

A flashing countdown appeared on the screen.

The text exchange device quickly powered off.

Wang Jixuan carefully placed it back on his two regular outfits.

‘It’s definitely more convenient than the message jade talismans.’

Then, he took a deep breath and began checking his gear.

He turned around, left the wooden house, and slipped into the darkness.

He raced along the dark edges of the gang's territory, heading towards the brightly lit area of the Black Fire Gang, which looked like a world of light.

In the City of Resurrection.

Although there was full lighting and high alert, the Black Fire Gang, now with less than a thousand underlings and in a state of panic, couldn’t check every corner of their territory all the time.

They still controlled the streets leading in and out of the City of Resurrection, repeatedly shining searchlights in key areas. Dozens of drones hovered under the low "sky," equipped with automatic firearms that would open fire upon spotting suspicious targets. A few elite snipers were positioned in several areas, ready to provide support at any time.

All of this posed a certain threat to Wang Jixuan's actions tonight.

However, after being influenced by the books of the Black Fire Gang's BOSS, Wang Daolong had become quite different from before.

His strategies for fighting had expanded greatly.

Wang Jixuan moved through the darkness, racing along the edge of the Black Fire Gang's territory, slipping in and out of corners that seemed defended but were actually just lit up.

If his footprints were traced with fluorescent powder, it would show that he had covered a third of the Black Fire Gang's outer defense line in just two hours.

When Wang Jixuan felt ready, he slipped into a small building near the tower, quietly sitting behind a low wall, waiting for the powerful beam of the searchlight to sweep over his head.

Time to act!

Wang Jixuan jumped up and threw five mini grenades!

They flew toward the third-floor windows of the tower, wrapped in a wave of energy!

Bang—boom!

A violent explosion erupted on the third floor of the tower, and several unlucky watchers were blown apart.

The City of Resurrection erupted with piercing alarms.

Wang Jixuan didn’t dare waste time, charging forward and heading straight for the Black Fire Gang's border without looking back!

Drones quickly pursued him, and shouts from all directions were quickly drowned out by gunfire.

Two figures jumped from the top of the tower; one crashed heavily onto the street, stumbled a few steps, and began to run wildly, while the other… floated in mid-air?

Wang Jixuan caught a glimpse of this scene and felt a jolt in his heart.

Only those in the Golden Core stage could float in the air; was this a Golden Core user?

Wang Jixuan focused and then relaxed completely.

The woman floating in the air, resembling a celestial being with several smooth orbs surrounding her, flew elegantly but was only slightly faster than an ordinary person running.

That was his target for today.

The psychic energy user, An Qian!

Wang Jixuan leaped and flipped in mid-air, dodging several lines of bullets aimed at him, accelerating his movements, crashing into an abandoned house.

He began to sense, count, and time himself.

Three, two, one.

Wang Jixuan's fingers flew as he activated his talismans!

In a hundred-meter diameter area, in narrow paths that the gang members would have to run through, pink talismans lit up simultaneously.

The explosive packs attached to those talismans were waiting for their fate.

[Talisman Technique: Hundred Talismans Unified!]

Boom!

Bang—

Over a hundred fireballs erupted in two nearby blocks at the same time!

The massive explosion created waves of force that swept through the nearby streets, dimming the lights!

Not bothering to check the screams around him, Wang Jixuan leaped from the second floor of the abandoned house, continuing to sprint toward the border of the City of Resurrection like a cheetah.

Whoosh!

What a fast sound of something slicing through the air!

Wang Jixuan felt a surge of energy throughout his body as he sped sideways.

A silver-white nail whizzed past his cheek, grazing his skin.

Puff!

The nail easily pierced through the concrete building.

Wang Jixuan caught a glimpse of D-level user An Qian a hundred meters away, raising her right hand, with two orbs behind her opening up to reveal a mass of silver alloy nails.

Her long hair danced in the wind, her tall figure and indifferent expression seemed to declare that she was the true ruler of this world.

Whoosh!

More than ten nails shot toward him.

The drones gathered and opened fire chaotically.

Wang Jixuan remained calm, drawing in a breath and activating four talismans, rushing forward several dozen meters without any danger, jumping into the previously bombed Black Fire Gang stronghold, using the building to shield himself from the surrounding attacks.

This was the escape route he had studied for a week.

Bang!

The small building suddenly shook!

A grenade launcher?

Having learned some knowledge about buildings and weapons, Wang Jixuan remained unfazed, keeping his rhythm, changing his movement talisman, sensing and waiting.

Hundred Talismans detonated!

A violent explosion occurred again, flipping over a dozen simple drones and several pickup trucks.

Taking advantage of the explosion for cover, Wang Jixuan dashed out from the direction he had entered, as if trying to rush back toward the tower.

Bang!

The sound of a small-caliber sniper rifle rang out!

The enemy sniper was already in position!

The rapid sounds of something slicing through the air came again!

Nails of unknown material nearly traced the outline of Wang Jixuan's figure.

Wang Jixuan swayed left and right as he charged forward, activating twenty-four diamond talismans that barely deflected two nails.

In that moment of dodging, Wang Jixuan saw the small skateboard under An Qian's feet;

And An Qian also saw the hint of mockery and disdain on Wang Jixuan's lips.

Why was he disdainful?

What right did he have to be disdainful!

This was a military spiritual energy user with an energy analysis of only E-level!

An Qian spread her fingers, holding her breath, as the debris from the previous explosion flew up.

“Get lost!”

An Qian's shout echoed everywhere.

She suddenly raised her hand and slammed down, sending countless pieces of debris with bullet-like lethality toward the area where Wang Jixuan was running!

Dozens of the fastest Black Fire Gang members in that area burst forth in blood mist!

Windows shattered everywhere!

Wang Jixuan let out a scream… to trick An Qian.

His combat suit was something Zhou Zhengde had spent a fortune on, and with the power of the twenty-four diamond talismans still active, plus the orderly enhancement of his body by the spiritual energy over time, being hit by the stones only caused him slight pain.

Even so,

Wang Jixuan secretly crushed a blood bag, spilling it on the back of his combat suit, and after a few jumps, he rushed out of the illuminated area into the last "shelter" before leaving the light.

That was a low flat house.

Wen Heisen had already rushed in; now a muscle monster over two and a half meters tall, he charged into the flat house with a heavy machine gun.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

“Ah!”

Wen Heisen's scream rang out as he was blasted back like a cannonball, a shoe print-shaped chunk missing from his left arm, and a penetrating wound on his right shoulder!

[Magical Tool: Bone Piercing Nail]!

Wang Jixuan didn’t wait long after ambushing Wen Heisen; he kicked the corner barrier apart and dashed into the small tunnel he had discovered earlier, speeding toward the outskirts of the Black Fire Gang.

He regretted not being able to kill Wen Heisen directly.

This old demon indeed had a lot of murderous energy.

But it didn’t matter; his main target today, An Qian, was slowly approaching this flat house.

Due to the low and narrow tunnel, Wang Jixuan couldn’t care about his image at this moment and had to use both hands and feet, rapidly consuming the energy of four movement talismans.

Though his movements were awkward, his speed was not slow; in just a few breaths, he burst out of the tunnel and leaped into a small building outside the Black Fire Gang's border, crashing through a window and jumping to the second floor.

Gunfire crackled ahead as the Black Fire Gang began pouring firepower into the flat house.

Wang Jixuan crawled onto a roof over forty meters away, focusing on An Qian, and suddenly threw three Bone Piercing Nails with his left hand.

The Bone Piercing Nails were inscribed with restrictions and stored energy, made from the exoskeleton of blade beasts.

They flew forward, not too fast, and when they were about ten meters from An Qian, Wang Jixuan could no longer control the three nails accurately and had to trigger their restrictions himself.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

The piercing sound of something slicing through the air echoed from the darkness as the three Bone Piercing Nails shot toward An Qian's forehead.

An Qian suddenly turned her head, her indifferent expression showing a hint of surprise as her long left hand raised, a strange pattern appearing on her forehead.

Psychic Shield!

The incoming Bone Piercing Nails, capable of piercing through Wen Heisen's demonic body, barely stopped in front of An Qian's hand, trembling violently.

An Qian's expression turned mocking.

Is that all?

Then, she lowered her left hand and looked toward the source of the Bone Piercing Nails, her gaze suddenly catching a glimmer of red light.

That seemed to be the red light of an automatic aiming device.

[Magical Tool: Class AMR-22 Anti-Material Sniper Rifle].

Wang Jixuan crouched behind the thirty-centimeter-long automatic aiming scope, his heart steady as he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

(End of Chapter)