Chapter 143 New Research
In the conference call, there were mixed reviews for the five parts of the "Jianguo Paradise Project".
"I don't like escaping. In my opinion, the Paradise Plan is just a coward's choice." the military department said disdainfully.
"Then we should also consider leaving a way out. After all, as the supernatural recovery enters the later stage, there will be more and more evil ghosts. If we fail, at least we can still leave the human fire." Zhengbu said.
"Don't be too pessimistic. Have you forgotten that we still have Professor Wang? With Professor Wang here, there is hope for the supernatural recovery." There was a hint of smile in the voice of the Ministry of Rites.
"Haha! You're right, I was almost fooled into the paradise plan of this Jianguo devil." said the military department.
“Indeed, supernatural recovery is ahead, and one wrong step will lead to disaster. We are indeed lucky to have talents like Professor Wang,” said the Ministry of Finance.
The Ministry of Government did not speak anymore. He already understood the attitude of others. In the face of a disaster such as supernatural resurgence that may destroy the country and the entire species, it is the most ridiculous thing to be suspicious of a person who may change the situation. No one will support him.
So what if Wang Xiaoming has a secret? What can he do?
At that time, Britain and France spent their efforts to obtain the Kingdom of Heaven, but what could they do?
It is not because of the supernatural resurrection that the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.
The current Jianguo also spent many years on research, with no results, and could not even find a person who could control the powerful ghosts in the kingdom of heaven.
It is getting dark and I return to my residence.
Wang Xiaoming leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested for a while.
It's not just physical fatigue, mental fatigue is the core.
Forging supernatural weapons during the day consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Although it can be recovered through meditation, this recovery has a limit. It is impossible to not get tired like a perpetual motion machine.
This is also the reason why he forges a certain amount of supernatural weapons every day.
Feeling that his energy had been restored a lot, Wang Xiaoming came to the computer and clicked on the Ghost Controller website.
This is a habit he has developed recently to learn about the latest news in the supernatural world.
The first thing that caught my eye was the headquarters' hunt for fifty-two ghost masters. The heat hadn't subsided yet, and people commented below from time to time.
Wang Xiaoming glanced briefly and started to scroll down.
First, there are some bounties posted on websites from various countries around the world, including information on the headquarters' acquisition of supernatural ghosts.
Scroll down further and some information about supernatural ghosts begins to appear. Most of them are difficult to deal with, such as ghost calls, which have begun to appear frequently in these posts and gradually gained a reputation.
There are also traces of nightmares. According to the post, in a small country in Europe, there was a supernatural incident in which people in a village died in their sleep. The ghost's body has not yet been found.
There is also some information about ghost control organizations recruiting people, most of which are not trustworthy. Many of them are fishing. If they really go, they will be killed and ghosts taken. Ghosts are more valuable than lives.
Just when he was about to exit the website, a new post appeared in front of him.
《Shocked, evil ghosts have opened a shop, this street is full of ghosts! 》
Seeing the title, Wang Xiaoming clicked in curiously.
This is a post made by a domestic ghost controller. There are no pictures or videos, but only text descriptions. It tells the story of the original poster himself who mistakenly entered the ghost street.
As for how to escape from the ghost street, this person did not write in detail. He only said that he had obtained a supernatural item in a supernatural incident, which just happened to allow him to escape from the ghost street.
“Could it be the Ghost Road Incident?”
After reading the whole story, Wang Xiaoming only felt that it was familiar. It was very similar to the Ghost Road incident in the original work.
It is a road that appears randomly all over the world. There are many evil ghosts in it. The danger level is A, and it has never been solved. "Supernatural events have been happening more and more frequently recently, and many of the supernatural events in the original novels have begun to appear. I can't let my guard down."
After exiting the Ghost Controller website, Wang Xiaoming clicked on the thesis website and started studying every day.
Two days passed in a flash,
Wang Xiaoming's life has become boring again. Every day he is forging supernatural weapons and memorizing the supernatural runes in the ghost flashlight.
As for the research on contracted ghosts, he has suspended it. The research has reached a dead end. It would be a waste of time to continue. He should wait until his strength improves before researching.
As the white light in the laboratory faded, Wang Xiaoming put down the supernatural weapon he had just forged and felt the changes in the magic potion in his body.
“Have you digested one-tenth of the potion?”
Feedback from the digestion of the magic potion, the increase and change in the total amount of spirituality, Wang Xiaoming felt the specific extent of the digestion of the potion.
“How has it become so difficult to digest magic potions? Fortunately, I have the entire headquarters behind me, so I don't have to show my face to collect ghosts. For me, craftsman potion digestion just takes a little more time.”
Over these days, he has forged more than 200 supernatural weapons and countless supernatural items, which shows how difficult it is for craftsmen to digest magic potions.
If it were an individual, it would be impossible to collect so many supernatural ghosts to digest the magic potion.
Looking at the ghosts filling the observation room, Wang Xiaoming smiled. These were the ingredients for his magic potion to digest.
The supernatural ghosts in the observation room will be updated every day. No matter how much he uses up, the headquarters will fill it up.
Wang Xiaoming picked up a document, which recorded some simple information about the new ghosts in the observation room.
He quickly scanned it to see if there were any interesting ghosts.
"Um?"
Wang Xiaoming's eyes fell on a description in the document, which was a ghost purchased from Africa. “I hope this ghost can surprise me.”
Putting down the information in his hand, Wang Xiaoming walked into the observation room and found Li Gui's location according to the description.
This is a cube-shaped gold box, about the size of a washbasin. It is very inconspicuous among the gold boxes.
With a "click", Wang Xiaoming opened the hidden buttons on both sides of the box, then opened the gold box, revealing the evil ghost inside.
The appearance of this evil ghost is very special. It is a shabby old black and white TV. There is a rotary button with numbers engraved on the side of the screen, and there are two retractable wires on the top of the TV.
The gray screen is also pasted with a piece of fake death yellow paper to suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost.
While looking at the old-fashioned TV, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared after a moment.
He had already identified it just now and confirmed the ability of this fierce ghost.
“It is indeed very special and has research value, but before that, let's take a trip into the wilderness of knowledge.”
With a wave of his hand, Wang Xiaoming put the old-fashioned TV into the wilderness of knowledge and walked out of the observation room.
A moment later, when he turned on the old-fashioned TV again, the evil ghost was already in a state of death.
The ability of the TV ghost is very interesting. It can search for nearby ghosts and project them on the TV screen.
This is a very excellent detection ability, but why would anyone sell this ghost to the headquarters?
(End of this chapter)
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