The Westward Plan needs to select a vanguard team from the 81,000 purification officers of the Tang Dynasty Purification Bureau.

The main task of the vanguard is to find the anchor point of the power source and send back the signal.

The Tang Dynasty Sanctuary will send a support team to bring back the signal source.

The difficulty of the mission lies in the fact that in the area 108,000 miles westward, only a distance of less than 10,000 miles can be detected.

The rest of the areas are still covered in dense clouds and fog, and satellite detection cannot provide specific information.

It is unknown whether there are sufficient supplies along the way, making it difficult for mechanized armed forces to go there.

The Westward Plan is fully disclosed to all personnel of the Purification Bureau on the large screen of the Tang Dynasty Sanctuary.

At the same time, the screen is constantly scrolling with numbers, and the selected number will become the vanguard team leader of the Westward Plan.

The originally noisy crowd became silent, and everyone silently watched the huge screen.

When the screen stopped, the number on the screen pointed to [number].

A young and tender face appeared on the screen, half of his cheek covered by machinery, and his deep blue eyes filled with grievances.

Everyone knew that the vanguard team heading west was likely to face a high mortality rate, and apparently, the boy was the unlucky one.

With both hands clasped together, Nanwu Jiātélín Bodhisattva closed his eyes and murmured softly, but everyone in the room could hear it:

"Such is fate, it is meant to be."

The boy choked and squatted on the ground, and everyone seemed to see the plague god distancing himself from him.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the boy couldn't help but burst into tears.

I held a chip in my palm and planned to tell the Bodhisattva directly later that I would take over the boy's journey westward.

All along, [name] and I were in the same group, and I had already treated him as my younger brother.

However, before that, I needed to implant at least one-third of my body with prosthetics, otherwise, I could not complete the journey.

At this moment, a lazy voice came from a thin man sitting not far away:

"Forget it, forget it, with you like this, I can't trust putting the hope on you."

"Let me take on this Westward Plan."

The boy looked surprised at the thin man, and the man slowly stood up, with a huge number 001 on his body.

The man's body was almost covered with prosthetics, and his entire spine was made of steel. When he walked, there was a creaking mechanical sound.

He was one of the earliest group of purification officers and was once contaminated by a fragment of a nuclear bomb while trying to remove it.

Therefore, in an era where names were not as important as numbers, people remembered this hero—Sun Wukong!

Sun Wukong passed by everyone and walked to the front, implanting a signal chip into his own neck.

In all areas not covered by clouds, electronic signals could trace Sun Wukong's whereabouts.

Nanwu Jiātélín Bodhisattva looked at Sun Wukong and shook his head:

"Sun Wukong, you have too many prosthetics, and the energy consumption when not in combat is too high. It is impossible for you to reach the Western Heaven."

Sun Wukong's eyes dimmed, he opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent.

I took a step forward but was held back by the boy. I reached out and gently touched the boy's head:

"Don't worry, big brother will come back."

I walked up to Sun Wukong and smiled:

"Count me in for the Westward team.

"But... I don't have prosthetics..."

Sun Wukong grinned widely:

"Leave the journey to you, and leave the fighting to me! I am a fully combat-oriented prosthetic!"

Our fists bumped together, a mutual recognition between men.

Sun Wukong's enormous mechanical fist also gave me an incredibly safe feeling, as if any obstructing monster would be crushed by the iron fist!

Nanwu Jiātélín Bodhisatta gazed at us with a complex expression and sighed:

"The Westward Plan is full of uncertainties and dangers. May you two find the strength and courage to overcome the challenges that lie ahead. May your journey be successful, and may you bring back the signal source from the Western Heaven."

With his blessing, Sun Wukong and I embarked on our arduous journey westward, determined to fulfill our mission and return safely.