Chapter 102 A Messy Magical Creation

Zhao Jianguo joked, "Professor, why are you setting up a stall in your lab?"

At this time, Wang Xiaoming was identifying an old object from the Ming Dynasty. When he heard Zhao Jianguo's question, he looked over and said, "Those are some gadgets I made recently."

Gadgets?

Zhao Jianguo picked up a paper box and opened it to see what was inside. Unexpectedly, he was stunned by the changes in front of him, and his eyes almost fell out of his eye sockets.

Because the moment he opened the paper box, the surrounding space changed. Before Zhao Jianguo could react, he appeared in a khaki room. The room was very large. He estimated that it was at least 30 or 40 square meters. There were no doors or windows on the four walls. There was a white light above his head, so he couldn't see the situation outside.

"Professor Wang!!!"

Zhao Jianguo shouted loudly immediately. He quickly realized that the changes in front of him should be related to his opening of the paper box. The paper box was a supernatural item made by Wang Xiaoming recently. He was accidentally tricked just now.

"This khaki room should be a special ghost domain, sealed in a paper box by Professor Wang. As long as you open the paper box, you will be infected."

Zhao Jianguo analyzed the changes in front of him while calling for help. He was indeed a little panicked when he encountered a sudden change just now, but now that he has calmed down, he has thought a lot.

Since Wang Xiaoming put the paper box outside without warning, it must be because this thing is not dangerous. At present, it seems that this thing just trapped him in the room.

Boom... Boom!

A sound like muffled thunder sounded, and Zhao Jianguo felt inexplicably fear in his heart. Although he was not in danger according to speculation, it was speculation after all. He could not be sure whether his speculation was correct until the last moment.

"Sorry, I forgot to remind you that this thing is dangerous." A thunderous voice came from the top of his head, and this voice made Zhao Jianguo feel familiar.

He looked up and saw that the white light on the roof was dispersed by a huge head, just like the little man hiding in the grass house in the myth was discovered by the giant.

The giant's eyes glowed, like two bright moons hanging high in the sky, and his breathing was like thunder, shaking the house slightly.

"Wang Xiaoming???"

After seeing the giant's face clearly, Zhao Jianguo, whose legs were weak, stood up straight. Although Wang Xiaoming's appearance was magnified many times, Zhao Jianguo still recognized him at a glance.

"Captain Zhao, don't panic. I'll save you." Wang Xiaoming comforted Zhao Jianguo casually, and then disappeared in the white light on the roof.

Zhao Jianguo looked up at the white light on the roof, and was looking forward to how Wang Xiaoming would save him.

Then he saw a giant hand reaching into the room from the roof, gently grasping himself and lifting him up, and whooshing out of the khaki room.

Zhao Jianguo felt dizzy and dazzled. When everything calmed down, he found himself sitting on the floor of the laboratory, and Wang Xiaoming stood opposite him with a calm face.

"Professor Wang, you almost killed me just now," Zhao Jianguo said speechlessly, "Why didn't you remind me when I opened the paper box just now?"

"I was studying the things you sent just now and didn't notice it. How do you feel now? This paper box space should not be dangerous." Wang Xiaoming explained.

"It's okay, I just feel a little dizzy." Zhao Jianguo rubbed his temples and said, "Paper box space? Is it the khaki room I just entered?"

Wang Xiaoming pointed to the paper box that Zhao Jianguo had just opened and said, "Yes, you were actually in this paper box just now."

"What? I was in a paper box just now?" Zhao Jianguo was a little bit unbelievable and looked at the paper box. The paper box was made of kraft paper and was yellow-brown in color. It was indeed the same color as the walls and ground he saw in the paper box space.

"In other words, it was not a ghost domain just now, but I turned into a two-centimeter little man and was locked in a paper box? How did this happen?"

Zhao Jianguo felt a little bit unbelievable. If it was a ghost domain, it would be fine. He had seen a lot of it and could accept it, but it was the first time he saw his body shrunk by nearly a hundred times.

"It's not that your body has shrunk, but the space around you has changed."

Wang Xiaoming explained: "The space of the paper box has become ten times larger, and the space around you has shrunk ten times. This is a spatial change, not a material change."

Zhao Jianguo still felt incredible after listening, and he asked curiously: "Professor, how did you do it?"

"In short, it is to combine the supernatural ghost's ability with some matching things."

Wang Xiaoming explained: "Do you still remember the supernatural incident of the pencil case? At that time, Mr. Qin gave all the ghosts in it to me. One of them could change the size of the space. I borrowed the ability of this ghost to make these paper boxes."

Zhao Jianguo looked at the small trumpet, hula hoop and other things on the table besides the paper box. He pointed at the table and said: "In addition to the paper box, are these also the supernatural items you have made recently?"

Wang Xiaoming stepped forward and picked up the things on the table one by one, and introduced lightly:

"All, this hula hoop is a protective circle made by me according to the protective rules of the compass ghost. As long as you are in the circle, you can defend against the attack of the ghost;

The trumpet is made according to the rules of the spirit of trickery and trickery. Some simple wishes can be realized by speaking through the trumpet.

The sunglasses are made according to the ability of a special evil spirit. Wearing them can improve the perception of sight. As long as someone looks at you, you can sense the other person.

And this crossbody bag, I used the characteristic of the ruler evil spirit that can distort space to expand the space inside the bag ten times. I originally wanted to make a storage bag in mythology and legend, but in the end I only made a big pocket, which is a relatively failed product. "

Zhao Jianguo was very excited when he heard it. He said excitedly: "It's amazing, professor, can this thing be mass-produced? I think I can prepare some for the headquarters. "

In his opinion, the things introduced by Wang Xiaoming are all artifacts. If they can be mass-produced, the future of the headquarters will be very bad.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said: "No, these are all made by me bit by bit. There are many steps that require the use of the evil spirit ability in my body, which cannot be copied by others.

Moreover, because these items are ordinary things, even if they borrow the power of evil spirits, their own spiritual strength is not high. They can be used against ordinary people, but it is still a bit difficult to deal with evil spirits. "

Wang Xiaoming has been studying these things recently, but the time is too short and the results are not much.

On the other hand, after listening to Wang Xiaoming's explanation, Zhao Jianguo felt a little disappointed: "It's a pity that such magical spiritual items cannot be mass-produced."

Then Zhao Jianguo tried sunglasses and messenger bags again, and he was still not satisfied until he put down the last item.

These messenger bags, sunglasses, and paper boxes that have been modified by Wang Xiaoming are really like magic weapons in myths, with many magical powers that make people love them.