Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

The master bedroom of Lingtong and Wang Jixuan has now become a temporary combat command center.

A projection of each staff member is scattered throughout, and two rows of projection screens have appeared before Lingtong, who is sitting on the sofa.

Wang Jixuan, standing by the window with his arms folded, looks at the scene in front of him full of emotion.

Lingtong makes him feel a bit unfamiliar.

The aura of authority and poise is almost a replica of Fu Jian.

There is no place for him to sit here anymore.

"Commander, the Tianze 032 spaceship has been confirmed hijacked. The opposition has taken diplomat Gao Huating hostage and demands that we open the interstellar teleportation gate to allow them access to Earth."

"Preliminary judgment based on data feedback is that there are four hijackers. They breached the spaceship at high speed from outside the porthole! They gave our security forces no time to react."

"Commander! The hijackers sent a video clip!"

Lingtong shouted, "Wait a moment," and turned to look at Wang Jixuan.

The Daoist shrugged: "I'm watching, just play it."

Only then did Lingtong have the video played.

The footage begins in the spaceship's cockpit.

All the crew members are surrounded by a black aura around their heads, meticulously executing the orders sent by the hijackers.

The person filming the video is the captain of this ship.

As expected, the captain is also surrounded by the black aura, controlled by the hijackers.

As the video plays, analysis has already begun on the other side, with a lot of information being synchronized to Lingtong.

For instance, a corner of the video frames shows the spaceship's status, revealing that the ship's middle cabin has activated emergency protective capsules, evidently the enemy's breach point and potentially a breakthrough point for rescue operations.

The captain, holding the filming device, leaves the cockpit and walks down a corridor several meters wide, reaching the luxury cabin lounge.

Gao Huating stands silently, encased in solid ice.

Four stern-faced middle-aged men and women, cloaked in purple, sit around Gao Huating and raise their eyes to the filming device.

Unexpectedly, they possess a bit of handsomeness.

The middle-aged woman at the front left took the initiative to speak:

"Black Storm, Wang Zheng."

The other three spoke in turn, as if each knew what the next person was going to say.

"You've finally shown your face."

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"You need to leave with us."

Wang Jixuan slightly frowned.

He wanted to communicate with these four guys but it's just a video, without any interactive function.

The four of them continued speaking one by one:

"We have no intention to partake in the disputes of these civilizations."

"Our goal is only you."

"Cultivators, Spirit Cultivators, and the issues arising after the Yina civilization broke through the plane barriers."

"Please don't make our job more difficult."

Wang Jixuan slightly pursed his lips.

Job?

The origins of these four seem even more mysterious than he thought.

Could they possibly know about the Immortal's Finger?

The four paused for a dozen seconds, seemingly communicating via transmission, then each spoke another line.

"We do not wish to wage war with everyone."

"According to our investigation, even if Black Storm doesn't intervene, the Blade Beast threat will be controlled within two hundred years."

"If Black Storm can cooperate with our work, we will offer certain feedback."

"Non-interference is our main principle."

The leading middle-aged woman summarized:

"Next, please do not attack this ship, open the interstellar teleportation gate for us. Our purpose is to have a face-to-face meeting with Black Storm, we will not harm your Songstress."

The captain filming the video turned off the recording device.

That's the entire content of the video.

Wang Jixuan mumbled quietly: "Such clear motivation?"

"Should we respond to them?" Lingtong asked.

The surrounding staff were also taken aback.

Their commander, unexpectedly asking for someone else's opinion.

Decisiveness and an almost one hundred percent strategy success rate are labels inseparably linked to Lingtong.

"Respond with a line: I will wait for them here."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment, then said:

"Let the four of them come over, no need to deploy too many Spirit Cultivators, and have Wu Man stay put for now."

"Have Wu Man identify if these four individuals are the same mysterious experts who attacked them before."

"Okay."

Lingtong agreed and quickly issued orders one by one.

The eyes of all the men present turned fervent when looking at Wang Jixuan.

They grew up listening to Black Storm's stories, becoming almost numb in their devotion to Black Storm's strength, resilience, and nobility.

Now, they directly feel the power of Black Storm.

Through... this matter where Black Storm could command one of humanity's top leaders, Lingtong.

They usually refer to Lingtong as Commander out of respect, as humanity's highest commanders are no longer the commanders of various combined combat zones, but the legion commanders of the expeditionary fleet corps and the central commanders of the planetary defense armies of the three major planets occupied by humans.

Lingtong's orders were swiftly executed.

The spaceship began to pass through the teleportation gate.

Wang Jixuan gave Lingtong a few instructions, mainly just to take care of herself and not to involve herself in the upcoming fighting.

Then Master Wang went to find Amina, discussed briefly with her, and then turned back to Cloud City.

He didn't simply hide away.

Just using Cloud City's defensive forces to protect his main body.

A Master Wang surrounded by a faint black air stepped out of Cloud City once again, joined Amina, and headed to the outer space defense station.

Amina asked: "How far can this avatar of yours be from the main body?"