Chapter 12: Mysterious Runes
Why?
If a civilization can create regular weapons like supernatural beings, then why should it leave gold as a weakness?
"Is it storage? Or is it a deliberate restriction?" Wang Xiaoming had two guesses in his mind.
One is to use gold to store these regular weapons. After all, these things are too dangerous and require a safe storage method.
The second is to deliberately leave loopholes to prevent the weapon from getting out of control and make it easier to deal with it.
"It's getting more and more interesting." Wang Xiaoming thought.
"Since the runes were discovered from supernatural power, I will call you supernatural runes from now on."
As he continued to decipher the supernatural, he discovered more and more things that had never appeared in the original work.
But the more he learned, the more questions he had.
Wang Xiaoming was about to draw the supernatural runes, but he just picked up the pen but didn't know how to start. The supernatural runes in his memory were too counter-intuitive and three-dimensional. With his painting skills, he couldn't describe them with a brush.
The more I recall the eleven supernatural runes in my mind, the more I can feel the beauty of the supernatural runes. It is different from human aesthetics, but as beautiful as a mathematical formula, simple and perfect.
No matter from which angle you look at it, the supernatural runes look the same, as if the runes are always facing you, magical and weird. They only exist in memory and cannot be described in any language.
Wang Xiaoming was immersed in memory, but in Cao Yang's eyes, the professor was in a daze.
He then looked at Chen Wei and Cui Chongshi who were busy with something unknown, and murmured in his heart: "Professor Wang will also be distracted during the experiment, isn't he thinking about what to have for dinner?"
Thinking of this, Cao Yang fell into a dilemma. What should he eat at night?
When Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, less than half an hour had passed and most of the spiritual energy in his body had recovered.
"Wrong!" Wang Xiaoming, who sensed the spirituality in his body, found that the total amount of spirituality in his body had increased. You must know that increasing the amount of spirituality requires digesting magic potions.
He quickly sensed the sage potion, and sure enough, the potion was somewhat digested. This discovery made him very happy.
"The digestion of the magic potion is probably because I discovered the supernatural runes, and I was immersed in them and memorized them completely. Although I can't use these runes now, I can still be considered to have mastered some extraordinary knowledge unique to this world."
It seems that compared to ordinary knowledge, learning extraordinary knowledge has a better effect on digesting potions.
"Just memorizing eleven supernatural runes will cause the potion to be digested. If I continue to memorize new runes, to what extent will the potion be digested?"
Thinking of doing it, Wang Xiaoming changed a supernatural material, made it into thin slices, and observed it under a microscope. After turning on the combination technique, he saw new supernatural runes.
Wang Xiaoming memorized supernatural runes again. This time there were twelve new runes. They formed a whole and were constantly rotating and changing in the extraordinary light.
Different from before, Wang Xiaoming, who had experience, only needed less than five minutes this time to fully understand the entire structure of the new runes, and then ended the observation.
The observation time this time was relatively short and consumed less spiritual energy. He could also memorize the runes of a new supernatural material.
However, Wang Xiaoming did not do this. Instead, he waited for his spirituality to recover to two-thirds before conducting observations again.
Never running out of spiritual energy is the safety cordon he sets for himself.
Taking out a supernatural material, repeating the steps, he once again wrote down fifteen new supernatural runes.
The originally restored spirituality was consumed again. At this time, the spirituality in Wang Xiaoming's body was less than one-third.
He also felt tired. After clearing the table, he went to the rest area nearby, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to relax.
By the way, he sensed the magic potion in his body and found that it had been digested a little more. Then he began to study these supernatural runes in his memory.
When studying the supernatural runes, he also compared them with the runes of the mysterious world. Unfortunately, he did not find any connection between them. It should be because the systems are different.
In this way, whenever Wang Xiaoming felt that his spirituality was restored, he would take out a new piece of supernatural material and memorize its runes.
During this period, the yellow paper he applied for as a substitute for death was sent from the headquarters. Just as Wang Xiaoming was recovering spiritually, he simply turned on his spiritual vision to observe the yellow paper.
The supernatural power contained in the yellow paper for death is very pure, and it emits black and yellow light under the observation of spiritual vision.
Wang Xiaoming used instruments to peel off a thin layer from the yellow paper and observed it under a microscope. Surprisingly, the yellow paper contained thirty-seven supernatural runes.
These runes form a larger rune. Compared with the previous supernatural materials, the huge runes in the yellow paper for death are more complete. This makes Wang Xiaoming suspect that the yellow paper for death is the function of these large runes.
Still following the same process, Wang Xiaoming wrote down all the details of these runes. This time he spent less time and wrote down more runes.
This is mainly because of his ability to awaken memories. He has a photographic memory. As long as he reads all the details of the supernatural runes, he can recreate them in his memory.
What restricts him now is the speed of spiritual recovery. He can recover half of his spirituality in almost an hour, and each time he observes supernatural runes, it consumes about one-third.
Because he was obsessed with supernatural runes, when Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, he realized that it was already past five o'clock.
Since he didn't leave, other people in the laboratory didn't leave either, and were still working seriously on the sidelines.
"Everyone, get off work." Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming said directly. "If there is no special task in the future, you can leave at five o'clock. You two remember to tell others."
He is not an unscrupulous boss who wants to squeeze every minute of his employees' time.
"Okay, professor." Chen Wei and the others responded, but the expressions on their faces were not surprise, but surprise.
Wang Xiaoming got off work on time for two consecutive days, which made the two feel incredible. This is because Wang Xiaoming used to be a workaholic!
After dealing with his laboratory staff,
Wang Xiaoming looked at Cao Yang, only to see that he actually fell asleep on the sofa and woke up after hearing the noise.
"I was busy with the experiment and didn't pay attention to the time. Are you hungry?"
"A little hungry, have you finished the experiment?" Cao Yang stretched and replied.
"Then let's go. The experiment is endless. You should eat when you are hungry." Wang Xiaoming put away the supernatural materials separately, cleaned the table, and left the laboratory with Cao Yang.
The two walked on the way to the cafeteria. At this time, the sky had begun to darken, and the street lights were not on yet. From time to time, they met people hurriedly passing by on the road. It was said to be an experimental base, but it was more like a community with supermarkets and hospitals. It was said that there were nearly a thousand people living here.
"Cao Yang, how long have you been a ghost rider? I see that you are in surprisingly good condition, not like a ghost rider."
Cao Yang held his hands behind his head and followed behind Wang Xiaoming. When he heard about himself, he was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered.
"It's been more than a month, and the good condition is only because I rarely use the power of evil spirits."
"But professor, don't get me wrong, I have dealt with many supernatural events, but compared to using the power of evil spirits, I prefer to use my brain."
"After all, before becoming a ghost rider, I was a real Interpol."
After listening to Cao Yang's words, Wang Xiaoming realized that Cao Yang used to be Interpol. The Interpol here is not the ghost rider, but the Interpol of the ordinary world.
The current ghost riders are only affiliated with Interpol in order to have a useful identity for external operations. Their real identity is just a special department of Interpol. It is only because of the revival of the supernatural that the status of ghost riders in the organization has risen infinitely.
In this world, Interpol is the most special existence, not only because the national ghost riders are affiliated here, but also because of its special functions.
Unlike the previous life, this world does not have the United Nations. If you want to resolve international disputes, you need Interpol to come forward, so in this world Interpol can intervene in the military and politics of other countries.
These are only part of Interpol's rights. Interpol also enjoys the right of passage, legal immunity, and independent law enforcement rights all over the world.
Imagine that Interpol can carry guns to enforce the law across borders. Even if they get into a lawsuit, they will not arrest them because of their identity as Interpol.
How terrible this is. This is the real international violent agency.
But behind such a terrorist organization, there is naturally the support of a powerful country, otherwise it is just empty talk. Of course, the control of the organization cannot be controlled by one country.
Due to historical reasons, Interpol is divided into three parts, namely the European Division, the Asian Division and the American Division.
It is controlled by the three forces of the German Union, Renguo and Jianguo.
The national forces responsible for Europe, Asia and America respectively can be said to be the three poles of the world.
It is just that in recent years, supernatural events have begun to break out, and countries are busy with their own affairs, and Interpol has lost its former glory.
"Interpol?" Wang Xiaoming chuckled, "Speaking of which, my brother's dream when he was a child was to become Interpol, and I encouraged him at that time."
"It's not too late now. As a professor, it's easy to arrange for someone to join Interpol." After saying that, Cao Yang seemed to react and patted his mouth.
He quickly changed his words: "It's better not to join Interpol now. It's too dangerous to join Interpol now. Dealing with the supernatural every day."
"Hehe, I can't control him now."
While talking, the two came to the cafeteria. At this time, it was past the most crowded time for eating, and there were many empty seats in the cafeteria. After the two got their meals, they occupied an empty seat and started eating.
After dinner, Wang Xiaoming went straight back to the dormitory, while Cao Yang lived next door. This room was ready when Cao Yang received the task.
After returning to the dormitory and putting a large bag of things in the living room, Wang Xiaoming received a call from Zhao Jianguo, asking about the ghost-exorcising bell.
By watching the video of Wei Jing during the day, Wang Xiaoming had already understood the strength of the ghost-exorcising bell, which could resist the attack of ghost slaves, but it could only resist for a moment when facing the attack of real evil ghosts.