Chapter 49 The Experiment Begins

In the underground laboratory,

Wang Xiaoming talked freely,

"Regarding this experiment, I already have an experimental direction."

"Next, I will divide you into two groups, each responsible for a research direction. One is to try to replicate the ghost fire based on other successful cases in the past,

such as extracting blood, corpse oil, flesh and blood from evil spirits, but it must be ensured that the output of this supernatural material is continuous and huge in quantity."

"The second is the direction I am more optimistic about, because the ghost fire has the property of igniting other supernatural things, we can try to combine the ghost fire with other supernatural materials that can produce a large amount of supernatural materials.

As long as these supernatural materials can survive the burning of the ghost fire, we can extract the supernatural of the ghost fire from it. "

"Of course, these are just ideas, and we need to constantly verify and overturn them in experiments. My requirement for you is to complete the extraction of ghost fire supernatural materials within half a month. As long as the task is completed, everyone will have a one-month paid vacation. "

"..."

After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, he began to assign tasks to them. After hearing that they could rest for a month after completing the task, these experimenters were like chicken blood, and their fighting spirits were high. After all, they have been staying in the laboratory all day and have not rested for a long time.

Wang Xiaoming did not expect that a month's paid vacation would be so powerful. Pang Dong and his team are now full of energy, and he no longer has to worry about how to mobilize the emotions of the experimenters.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and light and darkness alternate.

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye. During these seven days, Wang Xiaoming almost ate and lived in the underground laboratory. Pang Dong and other experimenters were also desperate. When they were tired, they would go to a lounge to sleep, and when they woke up, they would join the experiment. No one was lazy at all.

After seven days of sleepless experimental research, coupled with Wang Xiaoming's divination and identification, most of the wrong options were eliminated, and their experiment progressed rapidly and was about to succeed.

"Professor," Pang Dong came over with a smart tablet and began to report the work summary of this week.

"The first experimental group has extracted three kinds of supernatural substances from the evil spirits, all of which can be preserved for a long time. The disadvantage is that the output is not large and cannot supply the production of supernatural gunpowder."

"The second experimental group successfully matched five evil spirits that can produce a large amount of supernatural materials for the ghost fire. These five evil spirits will not be burned by the ghost fire after combining with the ghost fire.

At present, three kinds of evil spirits have been tested, and the results are not ideal. After combining with the ghost fire, the output of supernatural materials of these evil spirits has also decreased."

"It is impossible to supply the production of supernatural gunpowder. Now the second experimental group is ready to continue to test the remaining two evil spirits..."

Ding!

The information came from the tablet. Pang Dong looked down and said,

"The second experimental group wants to ask the professor for advice on which evil spirit to test first?"

Which evil spirit?

Wang Xiaoming fell into memories.

During these seven days, he devoted himself to the experiment, using his identification and divination abilities to help his experimenters solve problems, so that their experimental projects progressed rapidly.

At the same time, he also read some books about history to increase his historical knowledge. These seven days were too full. Even though he was already a Sequence 8 Beyonder, he felt a little tired. Facing Pang Dong's question, he did not recall the relevant information at the first time.

Wang Xiaoming closed his bloodshot eyes and rubbed his cheeks with both hands, trying to refresh himself.

In the complicated memories, he found the information of two evil spirits that had not yet been experimented.

One evil spirit was in the shape of a black iron box, with many pixiu and golden toad-like patterns embossed on the box surface. It was said that it was a box where wealthy families in ancient times usually stored money.

As long as a creature approaches a certain range of the iron box, it may be attacked by the iron box. If the iron box is opened actively, it will definitely be attacked by the spirit.

According to the information provided by the survivors, the attack of the iron box was named "iron box illusion".

The person who is attacked will be deprived of his five senses by the iron box, and think that he is trapped in a dark and narrow space, his hands and feet cannot move, his eyes cannot see, and the temperature in the space will rise rapidly as time goes by.

Just like Tang Seng who is on the steamer, if there is no Monkey King to save him, he will die soon.

But from the outside world's point of view, the person who is attacked will suddenly lose consciousness, his body will curl up in place and not move, and he will not respond to any external stimuli, as if he is dead.

If he cannot break free and wake up in time, the person curled up in place will inexplicably melt into a pool of black grease and then disappear.

The second evil ghost Wang Xiaoming saw when he first came to the underground laboratory. It was the red tie. I don't know if it was because the two evil ghosts had cooperated before and had a tacit understanding. When testing the matching with the ghost fire, the red tie performed very well.

At the same time, it was found in the experiment that the red tie can differentiate the ability of the body. Under the effect of the gold isolation ability, it will turn into a large amount of supernatural materials, so it was listed as a key focus by the second experimental group.

"Call the first experimental group. Test both evil spirits today." Wang Xiaoming took the tablet from the other party and signed his name on the relevant documents. Without his signature, many procedures could not proceed.

After signing, Wang Xiaoming leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. For a moment, it seemed that even his fatigue was taken away by this breath.

"Professor, you should have a good rest." Li Jun sat on the chair next to him, with concern in his tone.

"Don't worry," Wang Xiaoming gently twisted his neck, trying to relieve the fatigue of working for a long time, "The experiment has entered the final stage, I must supervise it personally to ensure that the experiment is completed smoothly."

Li Jun looked at Wang Xiaoming with respect in his heart. He had been with Wang Xiaoming for these days, and he clearly understood Wang Xiaoming's dedication and persistence in the supernatural experiment.

He felt that if there was one person who could end the supernatural resurrection, it must be Professor Wang Xiaoming.

Dinglingling!

The phone suddenly rang. It was Xie Zhongquan's call, asking Wang Xiaoming to go to the conference room of the headquarters office building, saying that there was something to discuss.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment before opening his eyes.

"It seems that this matter is not simple."

Hearing that he had to go to the conference room to communicate, Wang Xiaoming's intuition told him that this matter was not simple. If it was an ordinary incident, he could discuss and solve it in the office, just like the last time in the office, Xie Zhongquan proposed to produce some supernatural gunpowder in advance in the office.

This time, he had to go to the conference room. It was estimated that the things that needed to be discussed were not only very important but also very complicated, just like when the underground passage was discovered.

After taking the elevator out of the underground laboratory, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun headed straight for the headquarters office building.

When they arrived outside the conference room, Wang Xiaoming saw Zhao Jianguo smoking in the corridor, leaning against an open window, his eyes dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Captain Zhao, why don't you go in?" Wang Xiaoming stepped forward to talk.

"Um... Professor Wang!?" Zhao Jianguo came back to his senses and saw that it was Wang Xiaoming who was talking to him, "It's too stuffy inside, I came out to get some fresh air."

"Too stuffy? Is it related to today's meeting?" Wang Xiaoming walked up to him, "What happened? I've never seen Captain Zhao look like this, as if he had lost a battle."

The cigarette trembled in the air, Zhao Jianguo took it to his mouth and took a deep breath, then exhaled, and the thick smoke floated away through the window, "Professor, you should wait until the meeting starts."

Zhao Jianguo's eyes were a little red.