Chapter 175 True God and Upgrade

Looking at the serious gentleman in front of him, the missionary's mouth twitched. He thought he knew him well enough, but he didn't expect that he had such a side.

On the surface, he was reserved and cold, but in fact, he couldn't escape the law of true fragrance!

Although he wasted some words in the middle, the purpose was still achieved. The missionary smiled again and said, "You will be glad for your choice today."

The gentleman smiled falsely and said bluntly, "I just want to know if what you said just now is true? How can I solve the resurrection of the evil spirit in my body?"

The gentleman went straight to the point and asked about the resurrection of the evil spirit. He could believe in the so-called gods. As long as the other party could solve the resurrection of the evil spirit in his body, even if he was asked to believe in the devil, what would it matter?

The missionary had expected this. He opened the black book in his hand and said, "Next, you just need to follow me to pray to the great Lord of Perfection, and the gods will naturally send down miracles."

Looking at the pious missionary, the gentleman couldn't help but frowned. No, are you serious?

The other party's behavior is like a devout missionary, but it shouldn't be like this?

Although the missionary is called by such a code name, he is actually an atheist and never believes in religion.

Especially after becoming a ghost rider, he should know that the so-called gods are just ancient ghost riders making trouble.

But the other party's current behavior puzzled the gentleman. Could it be that there are really gods? Just pray sincerely to be saved, this is unscientific!

"Is the missionary crazy?"

The gentleman has seen that something is wrong with the missionary. He thought that the so-called belief in the Lord of Perfection was just a cover for the other party to pull people, and suppressing the resurrection of evil spirits was just a technique that he mastered.

But now the missionary's various behaviors show that the other party really believes in a god, and he wants to suppress the resurrection of evil spirits through prayer.

This is too unreliable! The missionary is really crazy! The gentleman hesitated to leave, not wanting to go crazy with this madman anymore.

However,

feeling the cold body like a corpse and the supernatural power that constantly eroded his spirit, the gentleman could not move his legs.

He would not live much longer!

If he did not relieve the resurgence of the evil spirit in his body, he would die soon. In the face of death, even if the hope in front of him was a little false, the gentleman still wanted to give it a try, just in case?

The gentleman's thoughts raced, and he sighed and said:

"Okay, whatever you do, I will do it."

The missionary smiled with satisfaction and said, "Then let's get started!"

Then he stroked his chest with one hand and chanted the name of the Lord of Perfection with the black book in the other hand:

"The Extraordinary One Who Does Not Belong to This Era;"

"You Are the Mysterious Lord on the Tower;"

"You Are the Perfect King Who Peeps into the Truth."

"I Pray to You;"

"Pray for You to Give Me Strength;"

"Give Me the Strength to Suppress the Revival of the Evil Spirits!"

The missionary had chanted this prayer many times when he crossed the Eurasian continent, and he was very familiar with it. This time, he prayed with the gentleman, and he deliberately slowed down the speed to prevent the other party from not keeping up.

Although the gentleman had some resistance in his heart, he still followed the missionary to finish the prayer.

At this time, he still didn't believe the Lord of Perfection that the other party said. How could there be gods in this world? If there are gods, then why would there be a supernatural revival?

At the same time,

Wang Xiaoming, who was far away in Dajing City, suddenly raised his head and looked to the west at the Asian headquarters.

The vague whispers in his ears made him know that someone was praying to him.

"The voices are mixed, more than one person, it should be that the missionary found a suitable believer for me." Wang Xiaoming took four steps in the room, and his spirit instantly flew into the wilderness of knowledge.

The dark tower flashed by, and his figure appeared on the high-backed stone chair. In front of him were two balls of light gauze condensed, emitting invisible fluctuations.

Wang Xiaoming raised his arm and tapped the light ball. With a bang, the light ball disappeared, and the figure of the missionary praying appeared in front of him. Then he tapped another light ball, and a similar scene appeared in front of him. A man in tattered clothes was praying to him.

"Is this a gentleman?!"

Although there were some differences from the wanted photo with a bounty, Wang Xiaoming recognized the other party at the first time.

Thinking of the gentleman's current state, he roughly understood the missionary's idea. At this time, the gentleman was the most destitute, and it was also the easiest opportunity to bring him under his command.

Wang Xiaoming did not hesitate and chose to respond directly.

On the other side of the earth, on the top of a snowy mountain thousands of kilometers away, the gentleman had just finished reading the prayer when he felt a strong pressure appear out of thin air, causing him to kneel on the ground.

The gentleman struggled to stand up, but the pressure seemed endless. Not only did it press his body to the ground, but the evil spirit in his body was also under the same pressure, making it impossible for him to mobilize the evil spirit's ability.

"Damn it, I was ambushed!" This was the first reaction in the gentleman's mind.

But then he found something wrong, because the missionary did not sneak attack him when he was weak, but like him, he was under great pressure and half-knelt on the ground.

This... what's going on?

The gentleman just felt that his brain was overloaded and he couldn't figure out the current situation.

"Don't panic, wait patiently." Comforting words came from the missionary: "This is my Lord suppressing the evil spirits in our bodies for us, and it will be over soon."

Not long after the missionary finished speaking, the gentleman felt the change in the pressure. His body, which had been stiff and blue due to the erosion of the evil spirit, gradually became soft again, and his head, which had been in severe pain from time to time, also felt much better.

Feeling his body gradually recovering, a huge wave of doubts rose in the gentleman's heart. He looked at the missionary beside him in disbelief.

Are there really gods in this world!

Just praying can really suppress the revival of the evil spirit in his body. What else can this be but a god?

As the body gradually recovered, the erosion of the evil spirit disappeared, and the invisible pressure on them gradually decreased.

The gentleman was able to move freely. He paced back and forth on the top of the peak to check. There was no one else here except the two of them.

This power that can suppress the revival of the evil spirit seemed to be really sent down by the god in the void.

"How is it?"

After the pressure disappeared, the missionary walked to the side of the gentleman and said enthusiastically: "Do you feel the power of my Lord? The supernatural ghosts can only retreat obediently in front of my Lord."

No matter how many times he tried, the missionary was fascinated by this power to suppress the revival of the ghosts.

"It's really powerful, incredible!" The gentleman pinched his muscles and murmured.

He simply checked his whole body and found that his body had indeed recovered to the time when he just controlled the ghosts, and the degree of revival of the ghosts was also suppressed very low. He didn't feel any pressure when using the ghosts' abilities.

This is definitely the power of God!

Seeing the gentleman lose consciousness, the missionary smiled slightly, and he knew that the other party had taken the bait!

...

At the headquarters, after Wang Xiaoming retracted his consciousness in the wilderness of knowledge, he continued to devote himself to the research on the wax ghosts.

He had long forgotten the missionary's actions, and he was still very confident that the missionaries were spreading faith in the West.

As for whether recruiting ghost riders like Gentleman would threaten the headquarters, Wang Xiaoming thought there was no need to worry. The current strength of the headquarters is very strong, far exceeding all ghost rider organizations in the world. Ghost riders at the level of Gentleman are already difficult to threaten the headquarters.

The next morning, in the underground laboratory,

"Professor, good morning!"

Pang Dong walked up to Wang Xiaoming with a document: "This is the information about the evil spirits you want."

Wang Xiaoming took the document, walked into the private laboratory, sat at the workbench and began to check.

All the records on it are the information about the evil spirits that the headquarters has recently acquired and detained. Wang Xiaoming wanted the information to forge a supernatural weapon for Ye Zhen.

The other party's request can be used as both a sword and a banner, so Wang Xiaoming thought of melting two evil spirits of this appearance together, which is very simple.

But later he found that these two kinds of evil spirits are rare. He searched through his memory and only found a long banner that can call the wind, and did not find an evil spirit that looks like a long sword.

Now he could only look for the latest ghosts. Although these materials only described the general situation of the ghosts, they were enough for him to choose from.

Soon, a set of materials was finished, and Wang Xiaoming did not see a suitable ghost in it.

"If I still can't find a suitable ghost tomorrow, I can only find a ghost with cutting ability and forge it into a sword. The power will not be bad." Wang Xiaoming thought in his heart.

After dealing with trivial matters, he began to forge supernatural weapons every day, and spent the rest of the time to perfect the third generation of spirit detector.

The third generation of spirit detector is about to be completed. In order to see the finished product as soon as possible, he temporarily stopped other experiments and focused on the third generation of spirit detector.

Time is like water, and it is already the morning of the third day.

After these days of work, Wang Xiaoming finally designed the third generation of spirit detector completely.

This generation of spirit detector incorporates the ability of TV ghosts and has been comprehensively improved on the basis of the second generation. Not only has the monitoring range been expanded to a radius of ten kilometers, but also a screen display has been added.

Without the cooperation of the monitoring system, the third-generation spirit detector will display the relevant pictures on the black and white screen after detecting the supernatural anomaly. This screen does not have the ability to transmit evil spirits, but is just a screen that simply displays the pictures.

The volume of the third generation has also been reduced by more than half based on the second generation, and it is more convenient to transport.

However, because of the intervention of evil spirits in the manufacturing process, the production efficiency is definitely not as good as the second generation, so it cannot completely replace the second generation for the time being, and can only be arranged in some key areas.

Just as Wang Xiaoming was looking at the work in front of him with satisfaction, the phone rang. It was Zhao Jianguo who called to inform him that

Ye Zhen came to the headquarters to pick up the supernatural weapons.

Wang Xiaoming was not surprised by this. With Ye Zhen's impatience, he would only come to the headquarters early in the morning to wait.

After agreeing to meet in the office, Wang Xiaoming took out a long golden box from the observation room, which contained the supernatural weapon he had refined yesterday.

Yesterday, he did not find an evil spirit in the shape of a long sword, so he could only find an evil spirit with strong cutting ability and forge it into the shape of a long sword. After trying its power, Wang Xiaoming was sure that Ye Zhen would like it.

When he arrived at Zhao Jianguo's office, two people were sitting on the coffee table drinking tea, but Zhao Jianguo was drinking tea, while Ye Zhen was drinking soda.

When he saw the long golden box held by Wang Xiaoming, Ye Zhen jumped up from the sofa, took two steps at a time and came to Wang Xiaoming, stretched out his hand and said:

"Professor Wang, is this the supernatural weapon you made for me?"

Wang Xiaoming handed over the box, stopped his urge to open it, and said: "This thing is too dangerous. You can only look at it here, not use it."

"Understood! Understood!" After picking up the box, Ye Zhen replied excitedly.

Then he carefully opened the box and took out a long sword. The blade was extremely black, like a dark iron heavy sword.

Just by lightly holding the black sword in his hand, Ye Zhen felt the powerful supernatural power contained in the black sword. He suppressed the urge to swing the sword and said, "You guys chat, I'll leave first."

After saying that, a ray of sunlight appeared out of thin air, covering Ye Zhen, and then disappeared into the office.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the office, and Zhao Jianguo, who was sitting upright drinking tea, suddenly stood up and bumped into the coffee table. He ignored the pain and hurriedly came to the phone.

At this time, the phone rang on time, and Zhao Jianguo quickly picked up the phone and began to explain.

It turned out to be a call from the monitoring center. They called to inquire because they had detected supernatural fluctuations here.

Wang Xiaoming sat at the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank while waiting for Zhao Jianguo to finish his work.

Zhao Jianguo then made a few more calls, and it wasn't until Wang Xiaoming started drinking his third cup of tea that he limped back to his seat, holding his bruised leg.

"Didn't you remind him that he can't use ghost abilities in the headquarters?" Wang Xiaoming poured a new cup of tea for Zhao Jianguo, who was still rubbing his injured leg.

Zhao Jianguo said with a speechless face: "As I said, I mentioned him several times, but as soon as I saw the supernatural weapon, I forgot about it. Fortunately, Ye Zhen reported it in advance when he came, otherwise the entire headquarters would be blamed for his use of supernatural power. And the fryer.”

Seeing Zhao Jianguo's unlucky look, Wang Xiaoming smiled lightly and said, "I'll tell you good news to make you happy."

"Good news?" Zhao Jianguo sat up straight and said with wide eyes, "Professor, maybe you have a new invention?"

"That's not true."

Zhao Jianguo sat slumped on the sofa and said helplessly: "Professor, stop teasing me, just tell me!"

"I upgraded the spiritual detector, and the effect is pretty good." Wang Xiaoming said, "I'm not kidding you, this is not a new invention."

"Psychic instrument?" Zhao Jianguo immediately sat up straight and asked, "What have you upgraded?"

"The monitoring range has been upgraded from one kilometer to ten kilometers, and the size has been reduced to half of its original size..."

"I also added the ability to resist interference, and the monitoring accuracy reached 99%..."

"At the same time, a screen is installed on the spiritual detector, which can directly display pictures of supernatural abnormalities..."

Every time Wang Xiaoming said something, Zhao Jianguo opened part of his eyes and part of his mouth. It wasn't until he finished speaking that Zhao Jianguo came back to his senses:

"Professor, you are too modest. Your upgrade this time is too great. It is not an exaggeration to say it is a new invention."

The various data of the third generation spiritual detector have been doubled, especially the monitoring range has been increased tenfold. This is not a simple upgrade, it is a technological iteration-like leap.

This is really great news!