Chapter 102 Chapter 102 Zombies
That afternoon, the base commander kept his promise and sent someone to deliver two level five crystal cores and four level four crystal cores.
He Junxia raised an eyebrow.
It seems that the base commander can't wait any longer. The hypnosis has brought him a lot of psychological pressure.
Come to think of it.
Regardless of whether the person behind the scenes is the Zombie King or what his purpose is, one thing is certain: he is full of malice towards the base commander.
This matter concerns the base and even more so his own life. It is normal for the base commander to be anxious. It would be strange if he was not anxious.
He Junxia divided the six glittering mid-to-high-level crystal cores on the table into two parts, one for himself and one for the safe at home.
If someone were present, they would find that this inconspicuous little safe was almost filled with crystal cores, including four level five crystal cores.
This is the family fortune that He Junxia has accumulated.
If something really happens to him, these crystal cores will be the foundation for the Xie family to make a comeback, and they can be handed over in exchange for the protection of other high-level psychics at critical moments.
Of course, rather than giving the choice to others, He Junxia would rather Xie Chaoyang and the two exotic beasts at home consume all the crystal cores.
Unfortunately, their levels were low. Only the orange cat had reached level four, while Xie Chaoyang and the black rooster were still at level three, their ability to absorb higher-level crystal cores limited.
He Junxia shook his head and closed the safe.
He picked up the fifth-level crystal core on the table and began to absorb it. An endless stream of energy flowed from his palm to his limbs and bones, scattering throughout his body.
Ten minutes later, the crystal nuclei turned into powder.
He Junxia picked up the remaining two level four crystal cores and continued with the previous steps. His cold hands and feet warmed up, and his stomach felt warm and full, a long-lost feeling of fullness.
The reason why it was said to be a long time since he became a fifth-level mutant was that absorbing crystal cores below the fourth level was like a drop in the ocean and had no effect.
Crystal cores of level four and above are all rare treasures. Not to mention He Junxia, even Zhang Hongmeng cannot just eat high-level crystal cores.
Therefore, He Junxia usually only allowed himself a full meal once every ten days or half a month, and the rest of the time he was hungry but not very hungry.
Over time, his tolerance for hunger actually increased.
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Three days later, He Junxia successfully broke through and was promoted to a sixth-level psychic, and his undercover career officially began.
However, he still maintained his previous life trajectory, going to work in the weapons manufacturing department during the day, but reducing the frequency of overtime and using the free time at night to disguise and investigate.
Within a few days, He Junxia successfully infiltrated a small peripheral group of the Baiyun Church and became a younger brother of a low-level messenger in the church.
Of course, that's just on the surface.
In fact, this low-level messenger is an undercover agent sent by the base, but he has been planted with psychological hints. He looks normal at ordinary times, but if you ask him about the internal information of the Baiyun Church, he will have a splitting headache.
He can simply be considered a double undercover agent.
The reason why He Junxia and the base used him as a connection point was to use his double undercover identity to indirectly reveal to the Baiyun Church the news that a level five psychic was planning to go undercover in the church.
This time it’s Mission Impossible.
You think I don’t know, but actually I know, and I want you to think I don’t know.
Things are going smoothly.
He Junxia successfully attracted the attention of the Baiyun Church's top leaders, successfully paid five third-level crystal cores to the church, and successfully became a reserve messenger.
As long as he completes the baptism ceremony, he can be transformed from a preparatory messenger to a formal messenger, although he is a low-level messenger with the lowest status.
The baptism ceremony is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.
Success or failure depends on this one move!
He Junxia counted all the belongings and called Xie Chaoyang, who had just finished school, to the bedroom. The child had a curious look on his face when he entered the room.
But looking at the solemn expression on He Junxia's face and the safe on the desk, he seemed to realize something, paused, and a hint of uneasiness appeared in his eyes.
He Junxia smiled and waved at him: "Chaoyang, come here quickly."
His body reacted before his brain, and Xie Chaoyang quickly walked to the desk and stood still. The evening sunlight shone through the window and fell obliquely on his face, bringing a hint of warmth.
He Junxia reached out and touched the child's head, looking at him seriously: "Chaoyang, you must remember what I say next."
Xie Chaoyang felt uneasy.
He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he could only nod heavily.
"Good boy."
He Junxia opened the small safe on the table, revealing a dazzling array of colorful crystal cores inside. The beautiful crystals, which were already glittering and colorful, sparkled even more brightly in the sunlight.
It is no exaggeration to say that if this seemingly ordinary little safe is opened outside, it will definitely cause turmoil in the base and will inevitably lead to a bloody storm.
No one can resist being moved by this huge treasure.
But Xie Chaoyang only glanced at him casually a few times before looking away. He looked straight at the young man on the chair, with a pleading look in his beautiful amber eyes.
"Brother, don't leave."
Obviously, he keenly realized something from He Junxia's actions, and there was a bit of panic in his tone.
"What are you leaving for?"
He Juanxia smiled and comforted him, "You and Mom are both at the base, where else can I go?"
"It's just that things aren't going smoothly at the base. I don't know which will come first, an accident or tomorrow. I think there are some things I should tell you first, so that you don't get tricked by others later."
There was a hint of melancholy in the young man's tone.
In the first mission world, He Junxia was merely a figment of the Spacetime Administration's imagination. After his death, the old couple still had He Junqiu to rely on. Furthermore, as the government cracked the code for the special magnetic field, people's lives gradually returned to normal.
Not to mention the second mission world.
Not only did the wisher have many brothers and sisters in his family, but before he passed away, he also left a large sum of money for the wisher's parents, so that even if the children were not filial, the two would not be left without support in their old age.
Only Xie Liqing made him worried.
How can a mother who has depended on her child for more than ten years face and accept the death of her child? Even if Xie Chaoyang can bring her a new emotional sustenance, the apocalypse is full of dangers, and even if Xie Chaoyang is a third-level psychic, he may not be able to resist the greed of others.
Life is only a few decades long, neither long nor short.
He Junxia hopes that Xie Liqing can live a peaceful and worry-free life, but the reality is too complicated. Perhaps the person she met a few hours ago died at the hands of zombies and monsters at night.
Living a safe and worry-free life seems like too much of a luxury.
However, these melancholy words took on a different meaning when they reached Xie Chaoyang's ears.
He clenched his fists, anger overflowing from his face: "Brother, is someone jealous of you and forcing you to do something dangerous?"
He Junxia was shocked by Xie Chaoyang's sharpness.
He looked at the beautiful amber eyes that were dyed different colors by anger and hatred, smiled, reached out and pinched the child's angry little face and squeezed it.
“No one forced me.”
“But someone has to do something.”
Time flies, days and months pass by, and he has little time left to stay in this mission world. Since separation is inevitable, he naturally needs to remove the biggest obstacle to human survival before leaving.
The child's eyes were red.
Now he still couldn't fully understand the true meaning of those words. In addition to his past experiences, he was even more convinced that someone was secretly targeting He Junxia, forcing him to tell his last words to his family in advance.
The child clenched his teeth and did not cry, but his eyes were like those of a vicious wolf, as if he would suddenly pounce and bite the enemy's throat in the next second and not stop until the enemy died.
He Junxia held his forehead with his hand.
Why is it getting worse?
He bent his index and middle fingers, applied a little force, and knocked on the child's head: "Throw away all those weird ideas in your head."
The angry little wolf cub's eyes became clear in an instant.
He Juanxia was helpless: "If I hadn't volunteered, I would have taken you away long ago. How could I stay in the base and be threatened by others?"
A level five mutant is considered to be the top combat force at present. If he doesn't want to stay in the base, he can just find a place and become the king of the mountain.
Xie Chaoyang bowed his head and said, "But, but brother, why do you say such things?"
"Because I don't know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident."
He Juanxia looked at the child who had grown taller and more grown up seriously: "I don't want to fool you with lies. I really have to do something risky, and I'm not sure if I can come back. If I can't come back, this family will depend on you."
After hearing these words, Xie Chaoyang could no longer suppress his emotions. Tears burst out from his eyes and fell to the ground with a plop.
"I don't want you to die."
He Juanxia raised an eyebrow: "What are you thinking, little brat? It's just a little dangerous, why are you cursing me?"
Xie Chaoyang choked.
He shook his head frantically: "No, no, I'm not cursing you."
Seeing the child's anxious face and neck flushed, He Junxia couldn't help laughing, which made Xie Chaoyang stunned, and his sad mood faded a lot.
"Okay, stop thinking about those things and listen to me."
He Junxia pushed the safe in front of the child and said, "If anything happens to me, you must divide the crystal core in the safe into three parts. Keep one for yourself; give one to Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei, and tell them to leave the base immediately and never come back; and give the last part to Zhang Hongmeng, asking her to protect you and your mother."
"She's a person of good character and she values feelings. She will definitely do the job after receiving the things. With her around, you are relatively safe."
"And the base commander, he owes me a favor. As long as it doesn't involve some huge interests, I can ask him for help in critical moments."
He Junxia took out a piece of paper covered with words and handed it to Xie Chaoyang: "The people on this paper have all received favors from me and have some friendship with me. Their positions and contact information are written on it. You can contact them for minor matters."
"As for the small farm outside, you and Mom can keep a few in the garden and sell the rest."
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After all these instructions, He Junxia's mouth was dry and he drank several sips of water. He made it very clear that he had taken care of every aspect of the family.
Xie Chaoyang was already crying.
He choked up and said, "I'm a level three mutant. I'm not afraid of them. I won't let anyone bully my mother."
He Junxia smiled.
He is still a child after all.
An adult third-level mutant does have considerable deterrent power and can barely defend against the talented tigers and leopards outside.
But who would be afraid of a child who is less than ten years old?
Even though this child is a third-level mutant, people are more jealous and greedy than afraid of him.
Throughout history, many emperors who were wise and powerful in their youth, when they reached old age, destroyed the good reputation they had accumulated in pursuit of immortality.
Don’t they really know that those Taoist priests and monks are liars?
It's just a matter of luck.
This was the case in ancient times, but now there are zombies, strange beasts, strange plants, and people with special powers. A road to immortality and prosperity is right before our eyes. How can those who are in high positions but on the verge of death not be tempted?
You know it's impossible without even thinking about it.
Perhaps a small number of people can face death calmly, but the vast majority of the rest will not be willing to accept reality.
They long to possess supernatural powers, to live, and to continue enjoying tremendous power and charming wealth.
——The best way to satisfy their wishes is to steal other people's superpowers through human experiments. This has been confirmed as early as when people with superpowers first appeared.
A third-level mutant who is less than ten years old and has no background or support is the best experimental material.
He Junxia took out another card and handed it to Xie Chaoyang.
On the paper were the addresses of several safe houses he had prepared, some for long-term residence and some for short stays. In order to avoid being discovered, he had specially asked the orange cat and the big black rooster to help provide cover.
He still hoped they wouldn't have to use the safe houses though.
After explaining everything, He Junxia took out a tissue and asked Xie Chaoyang to wipe away his tears. The two went downstairs to eat at Xie Liqing's call.
The dining table was already filled with sumptuous dishes, and the big orange cat and the big black rooster were fighting fiercely for a small cookie.
Xie Chaoyang ran to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks, and Xie Liqing came out with a pot of milky bone soup, the aroma instantly filling the living room. The orange cat and the rooster immediately stopped fighting over it and ran to Xie Liqing's side without looking back, acting coquettishly and cutely.
Xie Liqing asked with a smile, "Your unit is really good. The supply package delivered today actually contains ribs from a level 4 mutant pig."
He Junxia smiled but said nothing.
If you want people to risk their lives for you, you have to give them benefits.
He went undercover not just to gather information.
The family sat down to eat. The ribs from the fourth-level alien beast were extremely tender and the soup was rich and fragrant, so delicious that it made people's tongues fall off.
Except for Xie Liqing who was not a psychic and could not eat much high-level exotic beast meat, the other four mouths were so full that they could not even lift their heads.
After drinking a bowl of hot soup, He Junxia looked at Xie Liqing with a smile.
"Mom, let's take a family photo."
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