Mysterious Recovery: I Have Two Ways To Become a God Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Supernatural Magazine

Interpol Headquarters Asia,

 In the captain's office,

Zhao Jianguo excitedly held the microphone in his hand and said again: "Professor, do you have any remaining bullets?"

“There are two more magazines.” Wang Xiaoming's calm voice came from the other side.

Hearing the confirmed information, Zhao Jianguo hurriedly said: "Professor, this is it. I need to use these two magazines to convince some people. Can you..."

"No problem, you can send someone to get it." Wang Xiaoming did not refuse. The research on supernatural gunpowder has come to an end, and these bullets do not mean much to him.

It's just that Wang Xiaoming didn't care, but someone did. Just when he promised Zhao Jianguo, he heard a cough from the side, and it was Li Jun who was holding a magazine.

 “Give you a magazine, it suddenly occurred to me that there are some things that I haven't tested yet.”

"Okay...Okay, Professor, wait for me, I'll be there right away." Zhao Jianguo had no doubts. He hung up the phone and ran out immediately.

When he reached the door of the building, he seemed to remember something. He quickly called someone to send him a silver suitcase, and then got into the car heading to the experimental base.

Wang Xiaoming didn't wait long when he saw Zhao Jianguo running over. There was a follower behind him, carrying a silver suitcase.

"Huh...huh, professor, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm sorry." Zhao Jianguo was out of breath, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Captain Zhao has so many things to do, why is he running around by himself every time.” Seeing Zhao Jianguo's embarrassed look, Wang Xiaoming joked a few words casually.

“Don't worry, the things this time are too important, I don't worry about letting others come.” Zhao Jianguo took the handed magazine with a more solemn expression, casually pulled out a few bullets, and observed carefully.

 It's just that the ammunition was wrapped in gold, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything.

  Simply put the bullet back, Zhao Jianguo took the suitcase from the follower and handed it to Wang Xiaoming.

“Professor, I brought the blood of the ghost masters you asked for this time. There are ten in total, from different ghost masters.”

After Wang Xiaoming took the suitcase, he smiled and said: "I just told you to collect the blood of ghost masters in the morning, and you delivered it in the afternoon. When did the efficiency of the headquarters become so high?"

Zhao Jianguo didn't explain it after hearing it, he just laughed innocently.

“By the way,” Wang Xiaoming reminded: “Currently, the production of supernatural gunpowder uses Li Jun's blood. If it really becomes popular, he alone cannot supply it.”

"I've thought about what the professor said. What about the man in suit down at Longmen Town? He also controls some of the will-o'-the-wisps." Zhao Jianguo said.

“It's possible, but that ghost is quite scary. There are at least four ghosts on it. Are you sure you can take it down?”

“With our current strength, it is very difficult to succeed, so I am going to ask Mr. Qin to take action.”

Speaking of Mr. Qin, an old man wearing a gray coat, with age spots on his face, and a cane appeared in Wang Xiaoming's memory.

This is a ghost controller during the Republic of China. It is said that he was born to be a ghost controller. He is now a hundred years old and knows many secrets.

 I just don't know why, but the other party rarely revealed anything about the Republic of China period. He joined the Ghost Controller Department when it was established, and his strength is unpredictable.

Wang Xiaoming, who has read the original novel, knows that Mr. Qin not only has the ability to restart time within a certain scope, but can also talk to his future self and obtain information about the future.

Through the prediction of the future, Mr. Qin made a secret plan and tried not to take action, reducing his interference in the present world. Zhao Jianguo asked him to take action, but he didn't know if it could be done.

It's just that since Wang Xiaoming awakened from Su Hui, it has been impossible for the world to develop in the way Mr. Qin expected.

I just don't know whether Mr. Qin will notice the changes he has made to the world. If he can notice it, will he come to find me?

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but think about it, chatted with Zhao Jianguo for a few words and then left.

After parting ways with Zhao Jianguo, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun walked to the cafeteria. They had only eaten one meal that day, and now they were free and their stomachs were already growling.

 After dinner, Wang Xiaoming did not go back to the dormitory to rest, but returned to the experimental building with Li Jun.

“Professor, are you going back to do experiments?” Li Jun, who was following behind, asked in confusion when he saw Wang Xiaoming return to the experimental building.

“Pretty much, I need to go through the blood of the ghost controllers sent by Captain Zhao as soon as possible to prevent the supernatural power from dissipating.” Wang Xiaoming said with a smile.

 “Do you need me to call the others?”

“No, no one else can help with this matter.” Wang Xiaoming walked briskly and opened the door of the experimental building.

 He can't wait to be promoted to Sequence Eight.

Two experiments during the day allowed most of the potion to be digested in his body. Originally, he thought that the potion would be completely digested in just a few days. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jianguo sent ten pieces of ghost controller blood today.

Compared to slowly doing experiments and learning new knowledge, memorizing supernatural runes can promote the digestion of potions. As long as he writes down all the runes in the blood of the ten ghost controllers, Wang Xiaoming can completely digest the potions.

 Walking into the experimental building, Li Jun found that there were many people in the experimental building in the evening, and they were busy working. This made Li Jun wonder, don't these people eat?

Unlike Wang Xiaoming who stopped experimenting at the right time, there are many professors who work overtime and work day and night on supernatural-related matters.

It's just that researching supernatural things relies on luck and intuition. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you can't find useful supernatural items. Wang Xiaoming understands this very well.

Ignoring the others, Wang Xiaoming went straight back to the familiar laboratory No. 3, came to the familiar workbench, and started making microscope specimens using special tools.

He skillfully observed the blood of the ghost master under the microscope and wrote down the supernatural runes he saw. Soon he had finished reading the blood of the ghost master.

Wang Xiaoming did not stop and continued to take out another blood of the Ghost Controller. Different from when he just took the potion, now Wang Xiaoming's potion has been digested more than half, and the total amount of spiritual energy has almost doubled.

 At this time, he can use the combination of psychic vision five times in a row without running out of spiritual energy.

As time passed, Wang Xiaoming memorized more and more supernatural runes, and the feedback from the magic potion in his body became more and more intense. Just when he was memorizing the runes in the blood of the fifth ghost controller, the magic potion of the generalist Digestion is over.

The moment the potion was completely digested, Wang Xiaoming felt smoother than ever before. The memory in his mind was like a river, flowing in his mind. The memory of the past life was the starting point of the river, and the memory of this life was the main trunk of the river running towards the future.

There are countless complex memories that spontaneously form tributaries, turning disorder into order. Wang Xiaoming is very relaxed now. No matter how many memories there are, there is no pressure on him.

If he used memory awakening before, it was like flipping through a book to find answers, but now he is using a computer and can directly search for the information he wants, which has improved more than a little bit.

At the same time, the gift of the secret peeper has been completely unlocked, and his eyes can see more clearly. He can also confidently perform dream divination in divination. He has a deeper understanding of some ritual magic in his memory. Maybe he can modify it in used in this world.

 But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that he can take the Sequence 8 magic potion and become a Sequence 8 archaeologist on the Artisan pathway and a Sequence 8 combat scholar on the Spellcaster pathway.

However, in about a week, Wang Xiaoming completely digested the Sequence Nine potion. This would have been impossible in the mysterious world. That is, he was in another world and isolated from most of the influence of the Creator. This miracle was possible. .

Wang Xiaoming looked up at the cameras in the corner and Li Jun standing guard. This was not a good place to take potions.

 Sequence 8 of both paths enhances physical abilities. Major changes are likely to occur when you are promoted. Once others see it, it will be too troublesome to explain.

Although the way he took the potion was very covert, Wang Xiaoming decided to go back to the dormitory to get promoted.

 Put the remaining Ghost Controller's blood back into the silver suitcase and put it away, then clean the table and say to Li Jun:

 “Let's go back, I happen to be a little tired.”

Li Jun nodded in agreement, no doubt that he was there. After all, there were too many things going on today. First, he used his blood and Zhu Rongshi to study supernatural gunpowder, then went to the hospital to pick up Wang Xiaoqiang, and continued to experiment with supernatural bullets after returning.

 Li Jun himself felt tired, let alone Wang Xiaoming, an ordinary person.

Back in the dormitory, Li Jun moved into the room where Cao Yang once lived. The room had been cleaned by a dedicated person, and it was fully furnished and ready for move-in.

Wang Xiaoming returned to the room, put on his slippers and took off his white coat. In order to create a sense of ceremony, he also took a shower and put on his pajamas.

 In the living room, Wang Xiaoming took four steps forward and thought silently in his heart:

 “The essence of knowledge, the source of mystery.”

 “The brilliance of civilization and the persistence of truth.”

Countless murmurs sounded, and the things in front of him began to distort. Compared to when he just drank the potion, he felt much more relaxed.

 In an instant, Wang Xiaoming's spirit was lifted. Like a flying fish leaping out of the water, Wang Xiaoming instantly came to a new world - the wilderness of knowledge.

This place is still the same as the last time he came here, with an empty Dajing City standing in the endless wilderness.

 Normally, he only goes into the Knowledge Wilderness when he is making identification charms, and the time he stays there is also very short.

Mainly because there were too many things to do, so he did not modify the scene here, and Dajing City has always remained the way he imagined it to be.

Wang Xiaoming landed on the top floor of Ping'an Hotel, silently sensing his connection with the core of the source material. Under his thoughts, a black tower appeared. Different from before, two streams of light flew out of the black tower and then returned again. Disappear.

Two streams of light, one blue and one purple, flew into Wang Xiaoming's mental body. He felt as if his head exploded, then healed. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had returned to the real world.

 Looking at the clock, only one minute has passed since the beginning. Time has not passed very long.

Suddenly, just when he was about to check the potion in his body, countless heat currents began to appear all over his body. Wang Xiaoming felt as if he was being calcined in a furnace, and then countless cold currents appeared, making him feel like a world of ice and snow.

While his body was being transformed, Wang Xiaoming could still hear the murmurs around him. Just hearing it gave him a splitting headache and dizziness.

 Inexplicable symbols began to appear on his skin, and even phantom eyes appeared on his face.

'what happened? Haven't I completely digested the potion? The reaction of this magic potion must be too great. '

Amidst the negative state caused by taking the magic potion, Wang Xiaoming still retained a trace of sanity.

The reaction to taking the potion this time was too great, and he clearly felt something was wrong.

 (End of this chapter)

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