Chapter 210 Thermos Cup and Mutation

Compared with supernatural ghosts, as a guide car for supernatural objects, there are many fewer supernatural runes, and the observation difficulty is also much simpler.

Coupled with the fact that he was in the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming's strength was significantly enhanced. After about ten minutes, he had written down all the supernatural runes contained in the compass.

"With these supernatural runes, I can easily copy this compass. However, this thing is a bit large and inconvenient to carry. It needs to be optimized."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the compass in front of him, and some ideas emerged in his mind. Moreover, these were not just random thoughts, they were very possible to come true.

On the one hand, after being promoted to Sequence Five, his forging and engraving abilities have been strengthened.

On the other hand, after the Eye of Peeping is complete, a large amount of information will be integrated into his mind every time he observes the supernatural runes. Except for some useless information, the rest is the knowledge about the supernatural runes. This knowledge allows him to understand the supernatural runes. It is even more powerful in the research.

Wang Xiaoming believes that as long as he perseveres and keeps accumulating, he will be able to break away from the supernatural ghost template and directly use supernatural runes to gain power.

By then, it would be possible to create a new ghost.

After returning the compass to its position, Wang Xiaoming's eyes came to another object placed next to the compass.

It was a thermos cup made of gold glass, and the outer layer of the bottle cap was made of pure gold.

Looking at the thermos cup, Wang Xiaoming's eyes showed a rare expectation: "It's just the last step... When the spiritual thermos cup is completed, I will never be spiritually deficient again."

The spiritual thermos cup is a magical item that Wang Xiaoming prepared to make based on his knowledge of spiritual transformation. It has the ability to transform supernatural power into ownerless spirituality.

In fact, after he had just gained the knowledge of spiritual transformation, Wang Xiaoming was ready to build a piece of spiritual transformation equipment that could be easily used. However, he did not build it immediately because he had no experience at the time.

Later, after studying the automatic healing formation, he became confident. During his daily supernatural research, he gradually completed most of the spiritual thermos cup, and now only some runes are left unengraved.

"It happened to be uneventful all the way, let's finish this last step!" Wang Xiaoming picked up the thermos cup and started the final forging.

a long time,

In the supernatural taxi, Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes. Just now, he had completely forged the spiritual thermos cup and placed a ghost in it to use as an energy source for spiritual transformation.

Moreover, he also brought out the thermos cup directly. Wang Xiaoming raised the thermos cup in his hand and looked carefully. Through the light yellow glass bottle, he could see a thumb-sized figure in the cup.

It is exactly a terrifying ghost, but now that it has become smaller, it is inexplicably cute. Maybe this is the charm of the figure.

The ghost is aimlessly circling in the cup, indicating that this ghost is a ghost in the state of recovery. This ghost was specially selected by Wang Xiaoming in order to make the spiritual transformation more efficient.

Shaking the thermos cup gently, you can see that a thin layer of clear water has appeared at the bottom of the cup. This is the spirituality transformed from the ghost. Just one sip can replenish most of the spirituality.

"Professor, you are awake. We have entered the country and will arrive at the headquarters in about an hour."

At this time, Zhou Tong, who was driving, saw Wang Xiaoming's movements through the rearview mirror and took the initiative to introduce him.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the time and saw that more than half an hour had passed, so he asked, "How are you? Is there anything unusual in the taxi?"

Zhou Tong chuckled: "I'm fine. The taxi problem isn't big. I feel like I can drive directly back to the headquarters."

Wang Chaling, the passenger in the passenger seat, frowned and lowered the corners of his mouth, wondering why this person was so good at bragging?

Wang Xiaoming didn't take it seriously and reminded: "If you can't persist, tell me in advance and don't show off."

Zhou Tong nodded in agreement, indicating that he would never show off.

Wang Chaling was sitting aside bored, turned around and saw the thermos cup in Wang Xiaoming's hand, and asked curiously: "Professor, what's in your thermos cup? Why are you still moving?"

"That's what you said!" Wang Xiaoming raised the thermos cup so that Wang Chaling could see it more clearly, and joked: "I soaked a devil, do you want to taste it?"

Take Ligui and soak it in water to drink...

Wang Chaling instantly got goosebumps all over his body. He looked at the squirming black figure in the thermos cup. Doesn't it look like a miniature version of a ghost now?

"No...no, I can't get used to drinking."

Wang Chaling waved her hands repeatedly, turned away, and stopped looking around, for fear that Wang Xiaoming would treat him to a drink.

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaoming's face and he took back the thermos cup, only finding it interesting.

But in Wang Chaling's opinion, he only felt a little perverted, and Wang Xiaoming completely turned into a weird Frankenstein in his heart.

"Coward!" Zhou Tong glanced at Wang Chaling and said softly.

But Wang Chaling still heard it, and Wang Chaling signaled: "Go!"

Zhou Tong ignored him, stopped talking, and concentrated on driving.

Because Zhou Tong was afraid that if he talked to him and the professor really let him drink, he would be dumbfounded.

However, he really admired the professor. Others could only drink a centipede, a scorpion, and a snake at most, but the professor could drink it directly from a ghost. He couldn't imagine how beneficial it would be.

…

In Jianguo, a military base in the Anse Mountains, Lieutenant General Clint Barney, as the highest officer, came to the deepest part of the base where the ghosts were kept.

"General Barney!" The soldier on duty immediately saluted and said hello.

Clint Barney looked indifferent and said nothing. After a series of verifications such as swiping the card, fingerprint, and iris, he walked into the warehouse where the evil spirits were imprisoned.

"Why does the general feel something is wrong today?" After the door was closed, several soldiers discussed.

"It may be related to Renguo. I heard that the competition agreed with Renguo was lost." A soldier who knew more guessed.

"I hope so! I don't know why? I always have a bad premonition in my heart." A black soldier said.

"Man, don't think about it, what can happen..."

Boom! ! !

A violent explosion sounded behind them, and the strong shock wave directly blew a big hole in the door of the warehouse. When everything was quiet and calm, the soldiers who were originally on duty here had turned into meat paste.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

A tall figure walked out of the warehouse stiffly, and then an invisible wave began to spread around...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions continued to sound from different directions of the base. Many people were stunned by the successive explosions before they could react.

Soon after, the impact of the explosions had faded. The survivors were preparing to organize their men and escape from the base, but they encountered something even more terrifying. The evil spirits that were originally imprisoned in the warehouse came out.

Human cries for help began to ring out in the base. The military base, which was originally heavily guarded and well-armed, had now turned into a purgatory on earth.

…

"Finally here!" As soon as he arrived at the headquarters, Wang Chaling couldn't wait to open the door and get off.

His initial novelty for the supernatural taxi had long faded. In addition to the hard seat and cramped space for more than an hour, Wang Chaling had long wanted to get off the car to rest.

"Professor, slow down, be careful!"

At this time, Zhou Tong's flattering voice came over. Wang Chaling looked over and saw Zhou Tong opening the car door with one hand and blocking the door frame with the other hand, welcoming Wang Xiaoming out of the car.

"Flatterer!" Wang Chaling thought to himself.

However, thinking of the scene of Wang Xiaoming forging a taxi on the way, Wang Chaling still had lingering fears, and felt that Wang Xiaoming was unfathomable.

At that time, it seemed that the white flame that burned everything emerged from Wang Xiaoming, and then surrounded the taxi. In less than ten minutes, the ghost taxi that was on the verge of reviving was beaten back to its original form.

The most important thing is that after doing these things, Wang Xiaoming still looked calm and did not feel any effort.

"I may be able to rely on the help of my grandparents to crash the ghost taxi, but I will never be as relaxed and comfortable as Wang Xiaoming." Wang Chaling sighed lightly. It was the first time that he felt frustrated with his peers.

Just when Wang Chaling was distracted, a group of people came nearby. They were Cao Yanhua and others who got the news and rushed over.

"Professor, nothing happened on the way?" Cao Yanhua approached and said.

While Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yanhua were talking, the others took a few steps back sensibly, leaving a certain space.

During the conversation with Cao Yanhua, Wang Xiaoming received an unexpected news that made him frown.

"You mean that a large number of supernatural events occurred in Germany and Jian almost at the same time not long ago?"

"Yes," Cao Yanhua said seriously, "It's a pity that the incident happened too quickly. We didn't get more news, and the cause of the incident is not clear yet."

Supernatural events suddenly broke out in large numbers, involving the survival of mankind, and they had to pay attention to it.

Cao Yanhua continued: "However, based on the existing information, our staff department has deduced that there should be a problem in the places where the supernatural ghosts are detained in Germany and Jian."

"It's just strange that what is the reason that can cause the two countries to have accidents at the same time?"

Cao Yanhua said some speculations, but Wang Xiaoming thought of the blue line released by the captain in the competition, which was a ghost attack that could be transmitted through photoelectric signals.

After receiving the news from the headquarters at that time, he thought it was an attack specifically on the headquarters of Renguo, but now he thinks it should be wrong.

The places where the ghosts were detained in Germany and Jian at the same time had problems, which was very likely related to the captain's ghost attack.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming directly stated his guess, including the blue lines he saw at the scene, and the information that the captain was suspected to be a wise ghost.

After hearing this, Cao Yanhua became more serious. If Wang Xiaoming's guess was right, then the whole world might soon fall into chaos.

Thinking of this, Cao Yanhua immediately said goodbye to Wang Xiaoming anxiously and left in a hurry with a group of men.

Wang Xiaoming brought Zhou Tong and Wang Chaling to the new laboratory.

As for the captain's ghost and the outbreak of supernatural events, Wang Xiaoming temporarily put them behind his mind. These things were with Cao Yanhua and others, and he didn't need to work hard.

The most important thing for him now is to study the Wang family curse and find another possibility for the ghost rider.

"Professor, what do I need to do?" After arriving at the laboratory, Wang Chaling was a little nervous. He had never been studied by anyone before, and this was the first time.

Wang Xiaoming turned on the spiritual vision and pointed to a bright spot on Wang Chaling's chest and said, "What is there?"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Chaling nervously covered his chest.

Wang Xiaoming was very upset. Wang Chaling acted as if he was doing something unspeakable.

"Take out the things in your arms first. I want to check them." Wang Xiaoming said helplessly.

Under the pressure of Wang Xiaoming's eyes, Wang Chaling finally took out a black and white photo from his arms. It was a family portrait.

There are four people in the photo, namely Wang Chaling's grandparents, mother and himself.

Except for Wang Chaling himself who is in color, the other three are in black and white. However, judging from the gaps in the photo, there is obviously a gap between the grandfather and mother, which should be the father's position, but it is not shown in the photo.

Wang Xiaoming understands that according to the plot in the original novel, Wang Chaling's father is still trapped in the old house of the Wang family and cannot come out, so he is not shown in the photo.

"Professor Wang, this photo is the place where my Wang family curse is placed. It is not convenient to give it to outsiders. You can study it, but you can't touch it, because once an outsider touches this photo, it will violate the killing rules of the evil spirits and be hunted down by my family."

Wang Chaling held the photo and explained with a serious expression.

Wang Xiaoming retracted his arm that wanted to take the photo from Wang Chaling, looked at the three evil spirits in the photo that kept demonstrating to him, and curled his lips: "It doesn't matter, it's enough to see it."

The biggest reliance he relies on to study evil spirits now is the Eye of Secrets, and not touching it is not a big problem for him.

Taking off the black-framed glasses that sealed the Eye of Secrets, the world Wang Xiaoming saw suddenly became chaotic and upside down.

Wang Chaling, who was standing in front of him, suddenly became dim and dull, like a fleshless human skin puppet, and only the cursed photo in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

"So that's it, Wang Chaling's real soul and body are in the photo, and he who looks like a living person in the real world is just a replica projected by the curse of the photo."

At the first glance, Wang Xiaoming saw the secret that Wang Chaling had been hiding. As long as the photo is not destroyed, Wang Chaling in reality will not die even if he is shot in the head. He no longer has human weaknesses.

In the dazzling light, there are several silk threads connecting the images of the evil spirits in the photo, among which the silk threads on Wang Chaling are the most numerous and complex.

Seeing these silk threads, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up, and he knew that these silk threads were the main body of the Wang family curse.

As long as he thoroughly studies the spiritual runes in these silk threads, he will definitely be able to perfect the way to control evil spirits with curses.

However,

"The strength of this thread is somewhat surprising, at least one order of magnitude higher than the wish ghost, and the analysis of the Secret Eye is too slow."

Wang Xiaoming was surprised and happy. The strength of the Wang family curse exceeded his expectations. This is a good thing, because the research results will be better at suppressing and controlling evil spirits.

But the higher the strength, the more troublesome the research is. The research that was originally estimated to be completed in a week now takes at least half a month.