Chapter 23 Premonition Failed?
After the call ended,
Zhao Jianguo called Tian Lu, the person in charge of Dalong City, again and started another round of negotiations.
This time, Zhao Jianguo was full of confidence and used both soft and hard tactics. Not long after, Tian Lu finally agreed to take action.
In the laboratory,
Wang Xiaoming sat in front of the workbench, silently thinking about the call with Zhao Jianguo just now.
He was not surprised that the headquarters took action against the two spiritual places, but he did not expect...Old Qin would refuse to take action.
Why?
Is it because he is afraid of changing the future?
But he has changed the course of this world. If Old Qin talks to his future self again, he will definitely find the changes in the world.
At that time, Old Qin should come to him.
Now the other party has not come to him, so it stands to reason that he has not discovered it yet?
Just when Wang Xiaoming was puzzled by Old Qin's behavior...
Old Qin, who lives in the headquarters, was also a little puzzled...Why did his ability to predict begin to fail?
Or the information he can get from the future is getting less and less.
This situation that has never happened before makes Old Qin a little uneasy. The future has obviously changed, but he doesn't know whether this change is good or bad.
After thinking fruitlessly, Wang Xiaoming stopped thinking about it. He still had a lot of things to do.
First, he reported to the logistics department and collected some materials for ritual magic, as well as some yellow paper, to be used tomorrow.
The headquarters was preparing to take action against the supernatural land, and the action would be extremely dangerous. Although he had no ability to intervene, he could still provide some help.
When he was promoted to Sequence Eight, he obtained the ritual magic that could transform supernatural power, and through the power of this ritual magic, supernatural items could be made.
It just so happened that he had the supernatural runes of the fake death yellow paper in his memory, so he could make some and hand them over to the headquarters.
Although the fake death yellow paper also had shortcomings, the flaws did not outweigh the merits. The fact that the ghost rider could avoid the attack of the evil ghost by pretending to die was better than many supernatural items.
After sending the information, Wang Xiaoming looked at the silver briefcase on the workbench.
It contained the blood of the ghost rider that he had not been able to observe yesterday. At that time, because he was promoted to Sequence Eight, he left it in the laboratory.
Opening the briefcase and taking out the remaining blood of the ghost rider, Wang Xiaoming prepared to memorize the supernatural runes in it.
Since he was promoted to Sequence Eight, his spirituality has become stronger, and the abnormal vision of the Secret Peer has become sharp eyes and ears.
The combination skill has also become a combination of spiritual vision and sharp eyes and ears. The effect of the combination skill has been greatly enhanced, but the consumption has not increased much, which makes it much easier for him to use.
The remaining ghost rider blood did not take him too much time. He soon memorized all the supernatural runes and then destroyed the blood.
At this time, the number of supernatural runes that Wang Xiaoming has memorized has exceeded more than 400, and there are not many repeated runes. It can be seen that there must be many types of supernatural runes.
Although he still cannot know the meaning of these supernatural runes at this time, he firmly believes that as long as he continues to collect them, he will be able to unlock the secrets of supernatural runes.
After finishing his work, Wang Xiaoming began to consider the role of a Sequence Eight archaeologist.
He first called Professor Bai and said that he wanted to learn about history.
As a result, Professor Bai directly pushed a series of historical book lists to him and asked him to read these books first.
In the spirit of respecting the advice of experts, Wang Xiaoming directly bought all the books on the list online.
When the new book arrives, he will stop reading other books and focus on these history books during this period.
A day passed quickly. Without new supernatural materials, Wang Xiaoming basically read books, looked at data, inspected the laboratory, and did some boring work.
After dinner, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun came to the gym of the experimental base. He was going to test his current physique.
After changing into fitness clothes, the two walked in.
The gym is not small, and all kinds of fitness equipment are very complete.
There is even a medium-sized ring in the middle of the gym. When they came, there were two people fighting on it. A dozen people were watching and cheering for the two people.
Seeing the excitement, Wang Xiaoming simply surrounded them. When he got closer, he saw that the two boxers were wearing red boxing gloves and blue boxing gloves. They were both young men in their twenties.
The two punched quickly and fought fiercely. For a while, the battle was very tense.
"How are these two people?" Wang Xiaoming turned his head and asked Li Jun beside him.
Li Jun was born in the army and was once the king of soldiers. He not only had excellent military skills, but also strong martial arts skills. However, after becoming a ghost rider, all these became a thing of the past.
Li Jun looked at them carefully for a while before saying, "They are both quite strong. It is not a problem to beat five or six people with bare hands. The red boxing gloves must have been a soldier. I can see the shadow of the army from his moves."
"I can't recognize the moves of the blue boxing gloves, but I guess it should be the folk ancient martial arts inheritance."
After listening to Li Jun's evaluation, Wang Xiaoming looked at the ring again. In his eyes, the swift moves of the two boxers were like slow motion. In his mind, they were disassembled step by step, and the intentions of the two people's moves were also seen through by him one by one.
In just a few minutes, Wang Xiaoming memorized the fighting styles of the two boxers. Although he had not practiced yet, he could feel that as long as he fought a few times, he would be able to use these two fighting styles proficiently.
The key is that Wang Xiaoming did not memorize them by rote, but understood the fighting style. The fierce and swift red boxing gloves and the relaxed and elegant blue boxing gloves had clear intentions.
This is the talent that the promotion sequence eight fighting scholar has obtained. Learning fighting skills is easy for him.
After a few minutes, the two people on the ring were exhausted, panting and leaving the ring.
Immediately, several people surrounded him, helped wipe his sweat and handed him mineral water, and the ring was vacated.
Although Wang Xiaoming wanted to practice on the stage immediately and test the fighting skills he had just learned, he was not a person who liked to show off. It was still a bit abrupt for a fighting rookie to suddenly become a martial arts master.
He didn't want to be surrounded and watched as a monkey at that time, so he would rather be a spectator quietly.
Without the excitement, the two walked aside.
As a newcomer to the gym, Wang Xiaoming first asked Li Jun to teach him how to use these fitness equipment, and then with the help of Li Jun, he used all these common fitness equipment.
During the exercise, Wang Xiaoming did not exert all his strength, but only showed the level of ordinary people, but it also surprised Li Jun.
Because Li Jun saw that Wang Xiaoming was very comfortable in the exercise, he guessed that Wang Xiaoming's strength must be strong.
Wang Xiaoming also asked Li Jun for advice on fighting skills and learned some fighting techniques. During this period, Li Jun was shocked by Wang Xiaoming's learning ability many times. It was not until after 8 o'clock in the evening that the two left the gym.
This ended Li Jun's shocking journey.
During this trip to the gym, Wang Xiaoming fully felt the great power contained in his body and his genius-like understanding of fighting skills.
It's just that fighting scholars are a gift, and they don't need to digest magic potions. For fighting, his idea is to experience it.
After returning to the dormitory, Wang Xiaoming hung his clothes behind the door and took a look in his pocket.
"Huh?! No identification spells? It's a good opportunity to test the changes in making spells after sequence eight." Wang Xiaoming showed an expectant look.
He once asked Cui Chongshi to prepare a large number of bronze pieces, which would not be used up even if they were used up to sequence seven. In addition to some materials customized from the logistics department, he did not lack materials, but only lacked the means to use them.
The ceremony was quickly arranged. Wang Xiaoming first entered the Wilderness of Knowledge and set up an automatic reply prayer before he began to make the identification spell.
After using a silver knife to set up the spiritual wall, he began to chant:
"The extraordinary person who does not belong to this era;"
"You are the mysterious master on the tower;"
"You are the perfect king who peeks into the truth."
"I pray to you;"
"Pray for you to give me strength;"
"Give me the power to make identification spells!"
As Wang Xiaoming finished praying, his voice spread over the Wilderness of Knowledge and came to the Black Tower in the Wilderness. The response program he had set up before was automatically triggered, and a force flowed out of the black tower and turned into a stream of light and fell on the coffee table in the dormitory.
Wang Xiaoming only felt that the prayer had just ended, and the bronze spells on the coffee table emitted a white light and turned into identification spells.
Excluding a few failed ones, a total of five identification spells were made this time, two more than when the sequence was nine, almost doubling.
Furthermore, the energy in the talisman was more stable and could be preserved longer, up to one month, which was a huge improvement over Sequence Nine. At least he didn't have to worry about his talisman becoming ineffective all the time.