In the underground laboratory,

Wang Xiaoming talked eloquently,

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

"Next, I will divide you into two groups, each group is responsible for a research direction. One is to try to reproduce the will-o'-the-wisp based on other previous successful cases.

For example, extracting blood, corpse oil, flesh, etc. from ghosts, but it must be ensured that the output of this supernatural material is continuous and in huge quantities. "

"The second is the direction I am more optimistic about, because the will-o'-the-wisp has the property of igniting other supernatural beings. We can try to combine the will-o'-the-wisp with other ghosts that can produce large amounts of supernatural materials.

As long as these supernatural materials can withstand the burning of will-o'-the-wisp, we can extract the supernatural power of will-o'-the-wisp. "

"Of course, these are just ideas, and we need to constantly confirm and overturn them in experiments. My request to you is to complete the extraction of the will-o'-the-wisp supernatural materials within half a month. As long as the task is completed, everyone will have a month's paid vacation. "

"..."

After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, he began to assign tasks to them. When these experimenters heard that they could rest for a month after completing the task, they were all excited and high-spirited. After all, they had been sitting in the laboratory all day and they had not rested for a long time.

Wang Xiaoming didn't expect that one month's paid vacation would be so powerful. Pang Dong and the others were very motivated now, and he no longer had to worry about how to arouse the experimenter's emotions.

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

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye. During these seven days, Wang Xiaoming almost lived and ate in the underground laboratory. Pang Dong and other experimenters also looked like desperate people. When they were tired, they would just find a rest room to sleep, and when they woke up, they would join the experiment. , no one is lazy at all.

After seven days of non-stop experimental research, coupled with Wang Xiaoming's divination appraisal and eliminating most of the wrong options, their experiment is progressing rapidly and is close to success.

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

"The first experimental group has extracted three supernatural substances from the ghosts, all of which can be stored 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 kinds of ghosts that can produce a large amount of supernatural materials for the will-o'-the-wisp. After the combination of these five kinds of ghosts and the will-o'-the-wisp, they will not be burned out by the will-o'-the-wisp.

Three kinds of ghosts have been tested so far, but the results are not ideal. After combining with the will-o'-the-wisp, the output of supernatural materials from these ghosts also decreases. "

"Unable to supply the production of supernatural gunpowder, the second experimental team is now preparing to continue the experiment on the remaining two kinds of ghosts..."

Ding!

When a message came from the tablet, Pang Dong lowered his head and said,

"The second experimental group wants to ask the professor's opinion on which ghost to conduct the experiment first?"

Which evil spirit?

Wang Xiaoming fell into memories.

In the past seven days, he devoted himself to the experiment, using his ability of identification and divination to solve problems for his experimenters, thus making their experimental projects progress rapidly.

At the same time, he had to take some time off from his busy schedule to read some books about history to increase his knowledge of history. These seven days were really enough. Even though he was already a Sequence Eight Beyonder, he still felt a little tired. Faced with Pang Dong’s inquiry, he He didn't recall the relevant information immediately.

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

In the mixed memories, he found information about two ghosts that had not yet been tested.

A fierce ghost looks like a black iron box, with many patterns that look like Pixiu and golden toads embossed on the box. It is said to be a box where rich families in ancient times usually stored their money.

As long as a creature is within a certain range of the iron box, it may be attacked by the iron box. If it takes the initiative to open the iron box, it will definitely be attacked by supernatural beings.

Based on information provided by survivors, the Iron Box attack was named the 'Iron Box Hallucination'.

The person who is attacked will be deprived of the five senses by the iron box and think that he is trapped in a dark and small space, unable to move his hands and feet, and unable to see. At the same time, the temperature in the space will rise rapidly as time goes by.

Just like the Tang Monk who got into the steamer, if Monkey Sun hadn't come to save him, he wouldn't have lasted long before he died.

But to the outside world, the person being attacked will suddenly lose consciousness, and his body will curl up in place motionless, without any response to external stimuli, as if he is dead.

If they cannot break free in time, the person huddled in place will inexplicably melt into a puddle of black grease and then disappear.

The second ghost Wang Xiaoming had seen when he first came to the underground laboratory. It was a red tie. I don’t know if it was because the two ghosts had cooperated before and had a tacit understanding. When testing to match the will-o'-the-wisp, the red tie performed. Very bright.

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

"Call the first experimental team. The two ghosts will be tested today." Wang Xiaoming took the tablet from the opponent's hand and signed his name on the relevant documents. Without his signature, many procedures could not proceed.

After signing, Wang Xiaoming leaned on his seat, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. 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 twisted his neck slightly, trying to relieve the fatigue of long hours of work. "The experiment has entered the final stage. I must personally supervise it to ensure that the experiment is completed smoothly."

Li Jun looked at Wang Xiaoming with respect in his heart. Following Wang Xiaoming these days, he clearly understood Wang Xiaoming's dedication and persistence in supernatural experiments.

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

Jingle Bell!

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

Putting down the phone, Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them.

"It seems that things are not simple this time."

When he heard that he was going to the conference room to communicate, Wang Xiaoming's intuition told him that this matter was not simple. If it was an ordinary incident, it could be discussed and resolved in the office. Just like the last time in the office, Xie Zhongquan proposed to produce some supernatural gunpowder in advance.

This time we are going to the conference room. It is estimated that the things that need to be discussed are 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 rushed straight to the headquarters office building.

When he 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 talking to him, "It's too stuffy in there, I'm going to come out for some air."

"Too boring? Is it related to today's meeting?" Wang Xiaoming walked up and asked, "What happened? I have never seen Captain Zhao look like this. He looks like he has lost a battle."

The cigarette was shaking in the air. Zhao Jianguo brought it to his mouth and took a deep breath, then exhaled. The thick smoke drifted away along the window, "Professor, let's wait for the meeting to start."

Zhao Jianguo's eyes were a little red.

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