Chapter 166 The first time...exploding the furnace

Mr. Wang is very busy now.

He meditated for only three hours, then he went to the studio and started refining the base of the demon-suppressing array, and also made construction plans for the mountain-protecting array of Fortress No. 76.

It was still dark outside, and Wang Jixuan was invited by Director Chen Wuchou, who couldn't sleep at all, to hold a seminar to discuss how to study slate walls.

In the morning, he didn't even have time to eat, so he rushed to the "Little Electronic Music Temple" to give lectures to the students who were waiting for food...

Even if you are an iron man, you will still have problems if you spin like this!

But it doesn't matter. Wang Daozhang feels that he is still able to do it with ease. He has already begun to prepare to continue to pluck the hair of the 'Tree of Kindness', get some alchemy materials, and try to refine a basic Qi-enhancing elixir.

A true time management master is good at allocating every minute of his time reasonably.

The only drawback is that he has no time to enhance friendship between people for the time being...

"Teacher Wang?"

Lingtong took the initiative to speak during the break:

"Do you want to have lunch together?"

"Okay," Wang Jixuan thought about the alchemy matters at noon, "Is it okay to do it in the studio next to it?"

"Well," Lingtong nodded lightly, "Then I'll ask Sister Wan to deliver the food."

The expressions of the fighting girls on the side were full of amusement.

Shen Hai cleared his throat: "At noon, I'll treat everyone to a working meal, and the No. 3 engine's oil pipe will be enough."

The Fighting Girl and the Fighting Guys started to joke.

Eight psychics watched the show.

Lingtong looked down at his notes calmly, his expression inevitably a little unnatural.

Wang Jixuan thought for a while, raised his hand to summon Mudan, and gave some instructions to Mudan, causing Mudan to miss the last class in the morning.

Loyal wingmen can share information with one click, so they don’t have to worry about Mudan missing classes.

In fact, Wang Jixuan arranged for the eight loyal wingmen to attend the lecture normally, but because Peony gave birth to a spirit body, he treated them as normal living beings in advance.

To keep them loyal to you, you can't just rely on programming.

——Taoist Wang’s own reasoning.

After looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Wang Jixuan cleared his throat:

"Okay, get ready for class."

The three groups of formal students, plus Zhou Zhengde and a few others who were slacking on class, immediately sat upright.

…

When Beta woke up, she felt her scalp hurt.

He shook his head vigorously, and green letters "Ya" appeared on his head. There was a breakfast and two bottles of water on the bedside table.

Beta's mouth was dry, so he opened the water and took two sips, then there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Beta, Miss Saman has been waiting for you for a long time. I have been ordered to take you to lunch."

"Coming, coming!"

Beta jumped up and moved her somewhat stiff body a few times, then changed into the loose sportswear lying aside.

When changing clothes, Beta saw himself in the mirror - he only had a rough human shape, and most of his body was covered with bark-like structures. Even his underwear was made of special materials.

Only by isolating oxygen can the 'hair' in private parts not grow too fast.

Beta is actually very embarrassed and has always been embarrassed.

"However, they all died in the perfusion experiment, and I am still alive."

Beta murmured to herself in the mirror, gave herself a thumbs up, and showed some happy expressions.

He opened the door and was slightly startled.

It wasn't because he saw Shaman putting on a brand new desert-style dress, or because he saw Peony in a maid outfit beside her, but...

There is a green wheat field outside the window.

Beta was stunned for more than ten seconds without speaking. He walked forward silently, opened the window, breathed in the air vigorously, raised his head, and saw the ceiling of the seventh floor of the fortress, which was also simulated light and false clouds.

"Mr. Beta," Mudan asked, "what's wrong with you?"

Saman folded her arms and leaned against the wall. Her slim waist and wheat-colored skin made her exude a healthy and sexy beauty.

Saman smiled and said: "This guy is excited when he sees his kind. Don't worry about him."

"Not the same kind!"

Beta said seriously:

"This is nature, the power of nature!

"But isn't the space inside the fortress very tight? Why is such a large wheat field reserved on this level alone?"

"This way, please Mr. Beta."

Peony showed a decent smile, held her hands in front of her, and said elegantly and calmly:

"We'll introduce it to you as we go.

"Today's lunch, under the arrangement of the superior, will be set up in the staff canteen of the nursery. Is this okay?"

Beta nodded quickly, and Saman kicked Beta's thigh.

"Stop being stupid and let's go! Why are you dressed so shabbily!"

Beta muttered aggrievedly: "Yes, yes, you have a good figure and you look fashionable."

"That's right," Saman proudly raised her chest with her hands behind her hands.

In good shape?

Mudan lowered her head and glanced at her chest, reminding herself to avoid raising her chest and raising her head as much as possible, so as not to cause psychological trauma to this female guest who was valued by the superior.

Mudan left the residential building with the two psychics and walked on the cement road in the field, introducing them in a gentle voice.

Nursery, the design of the seventh floor, how to prevent fortress disease that often occurs in the fortress in childhood...etc.

The two of them listened very carefully and each had some feelings.

During lunch, they were in the staff cafeteria of the nursery, eating all kinds of pasta made in the children's cooking class, and drinking the broth left over from the children's lunch. They ate with relish and were very satisfied.

Two psychics, A and B, played games with a group of children for half an hour before reluctantly following Peony and leaving.

Mudan smiled and said: "Although I don't know why the commander made this arrangement, I think you two should have experienced something."

Saman shrugged: "I quite like getting along with children. If I had the choice, I would also like to be a childcare teacher."

“The environment here is simply amazing!”

Treeman Beta said with emotion:

"I understand why the soldiers of the fortress have such a strong will to fight. They are protecting something worth protecting.

"The Psychic City lacks a lot in this aspect. Before we became psykers, most of us survived in the slums.

"It's very cold there, and although there won't be a shortage of food, it's extremely difficult to get an extra bite, and it may even break the law. The food inside the fortress is based on quotas, so there's a certain degree of flexibility, which is great.

"If we want to stand out or live with dignity, we can only risk death and try the infusion ritual."

Saman took advantage of the situation and asked: "Miss Peony, what about you? Did you also grow up here?"

Peony thought for a while, then put her two slender hands wearing white gauze gloves on her head and picked them gently.

The head is off!

The eyes of Shaman and Treeman Beta almost popped out of their heads. The former's psychic energy had begun to fluctuate violently.

Mudan put the head back on with a smile, shook it gently, and the simulated skin on her neck returned to white and translucent without any cracks.

"I am a robot, the commander's loyal wingman. I stay with him when he sleeps."

Beta frowned: "But you... no wonder, there are rumors in the psychic city that Fu Jian has a tyrannical force that has not been disclosed. It is said that it is the robot army. It turns out to be true!"

Saman's concern is: "Uh, can you sleep with me too?"

"Yes," Mudan blinked lightly, "our commander is very energetic."

Saman raised her hand to rest her forehead: "Are all the people in the fortress so open-minded? I thought, it's okay, it's okay. Being with a robot shouldn't be considered a love affair, right?"

Peony smiled without any excuse.

She did it on purpose.

Uncle Tai's studio was right in front. Peony took a few glances at the surveillance camera inside and said proactively: "The sir hasn't finished eating with his girlfriend yet, so we have to wait for a while."

Two small lightning bolts suddenly appeared behind Saman's head.

"Black Storm really has a girlfriend? Didn't someone else spread the rumor?"
To be continued...