Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

Chapter 111 A good start

In the headquarters laboratory,

Wang Xiaoming took out his phone, dialed Xi Wensheng, told the other party the Ligui number he needed, and made an approximate delivery time.

He paused the experiment, sat down at a resting place and read the paper he downloaded yesterday.

There is still a lot of time, so he is not in a hurry for this experiment.

At the same time, on the top floor of Ping An Building.

"There is not much time left for the circle of friends. If this continues, we will be eliminated by the times sooner or later." Mr. Fei, who is slightly fat, said with a solemn expression.

There were two people sitting in front of Mr. Fei. One was Fang Shiming, the director of WeChat Moments, and the other was Jiang Shangbai, the ghost controller whom WeChat Moments had recently trained.

Hearing Mr. Fei's words, Jiang Shangbai, as a newcomer, was obviously unconvinced and retorted: "Mr. Fei is a little alarmist. Our circle of friends is obviously developing very well."

Snapped!

A stack of documents was thrown onto the table by Mr. Fei. He pointed at the documents and said:

"Look at these data first. They are the latest risk estimates within the company. Our circle of friends is already standing on the edge of a cliff. If we make one wrong step, we will be doomed."

Jiang Shangbai hesitantly picked up the document and read it. After a while, he lost his composure and said: "How...how could this be like this?"

Fang Shiming on the side also read the document and his expression became serious: "If Mr. Fei has any ideas, just tell him!"

“Since the advent of supernatural gunpowder, the headquarters has basically been able to control the supernatural incidents that occur across the country, and its attitude towards us private ghost masters has also changed.

In the past, we tried to win over people as much as possible, but now there is a tendency to suppress them, and now our attraction to wild ghost masters is not as attractive as the current headquarters. The number of ghost masters who joined us this month has dropped sharply to half compared to last month. "

Mr. Fei continued: "We should change our attitude towards dealing with the headquarters now. At least we can no longer bargain with the headquarters as before."

Jiang Shangbai hesitated and said, "What do you mean?"

"I have contacted the senior management of the headquarters and am ready to give up some interests and move closer to the headquarters. At least I can share some resources."

"Sharing resources? This is something that neither Delian nor Jianguo has been able to do. It is impossible for the headquarters to agree to it."

"Not necessarily! Unlike foreign forces, we are at least our own people. In addition, when the Ghost Controller Department of the headquarters was established, our circle of friends made great efforts. Whether it is people or things, we are not ambiguous.

Coupled with the efforts of the people we support at the headquarters, this matter may not be impossible to accomplish. "

Indeed, when the Ghost Controller Department of the headquarters was first established, a lot of blood was made in the circle of friends. Even Wang Xiaoming joined the headquarters from the circle of friends.

Wang Xiaoming's research and inventions account for at least half of the reason why the headquarters has its current power. If Wang Xiaoming had not left at that time, maybe these inventions in the headquarters now belong to their circle of friends.

While he was talking, Mr. Fei's phone rang. After answering the call, Mr. Fei said with a smile: "The headquarters has agreed to our circle of friends' participation in the supernatural incident at the Ming Tombs. This is a good start."

Jiang Shangbai also smiled, happy for the news.

Only Fang Shiming felt depressed, thinking that in the beginning, the headquarters asked the circle of friends to deal with the supernatural incidents and allowed them to put forward conditions, but now the situation is completely reversed.

Their circle of friends wanted to help, but they had to find someone to take care of it in advance. This was really frustrating.

But who can blame it?

Is it Wang Xiaoming’s fault? He invented supernatural gunpowder and various powerful supernatural props, which caused the headquarters to expand in strength and no longer care about the circle of friends.

"No, it's not his fault! This world is dominated by the jungle, so if I'm to blame, it's because the circle of friends is not strong enough." Fang Shiming sighed softly, having already figured it out in his mind.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think?"

"Well... you're right, this is a good start."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after lunch, Wang Xiaoming returned to the laboratory.

The ghost that was requested from Warehouse No. 1 in the morning has been sent to the laboratory.

Using a small golden suitcase, Wang Xiaoming pulled it directly into the lounge nearby, performed the teleportation ritual with ease, and teleported the golden suitcase to the wilderness of knowledge.

Then he took four steps in a row, and his spirit body left his body and came to the wilderness of knowledge. He opened the golden box and revealed a short figure inside. There was also a piece of yellow paper pretending to be dead on the figure's forehead, which was another insurance.

This fierce ghost was recently put into the No. 1 warehouse, not long ago.

The information showed that Feng Quan, the person in charge of Dachang City, imprisoned the ghost in a supernatural incident. At that time, two ghost controllers from the circle of friends also died.

The codename of Li Gui is Shapeshifting Ghost.

It has two forms: gigantic and miniaturized. Each form has different rules for supernatural attacks. This situation is rare among ghosts.

At that time, after Wang Xiaoming identified the relevant information, he became very interested and specifically inquired about the relevant information of this fierce ghost.

This time he just needed a ghost with supernatural derivatives, and he immediately thought of this transforming ghost.

When the shapeshifter is in its shrunk form, it will produce a dark and rancid sludge around it. This sludge will corrode and transform the surrounding environment, which is a method of attack by the shapeshifter.

And these sludges are the supernatural derivatives of the transformed ghost.

Wang Xiaoming controlled the light mist floating around to form an arm, and with one movement he removed the yellow paper from Li Gui's forehead.

The yellow paper that was removed instantly turned into fly ash, and at the same time, the transformed ghost showed obvious signs of recovery. Black mist began to appear around the ghost and slowly formed into sludge, trying to erode the wilderness of knowledge.

This change is the instinct of evil ghosts. They have no intelligence and no emotions. They are equivalent to a running program. When the suppression disappears, they begin to exercise their own rules to the surroundings.

Naturally, the Knowledge Wilderness would not tolerate it. An invisible wave came and directly killed the transformed ghost. The dwarf, who was originally less than one meter tall, became even smaller, only half of its original height.

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand to summon the transformed ghost, easily picked it up with only one hand, and then put it together with its predecessors.

Then return to the real world with the gold box.

"This ability is very interesting!"

Wang Xiaoming used the knowledge wilderness to control the ability to transform into a ghost and feel the difference between the two forms.

When it's gigantic, the shapeshifter can manipulate the air and attack within sight. When it's reduced, it can transform into mud, or it can only produce mud to corrode or attack.

"The disadvantage is that you cannot use both abilities at the same time, otherwise the terrifying level of this evil ghost will increase to a higher level."

Returning to the private laboratory, Wang Xiaoming threw the gold suitcase aside and prepared to use its derivatives to create supernatural items.

He first manipulated the ability of the shapeshifter to produce a large pile of black sludge, and then turned around and turned on the laboratory's ventilation capacity to the maximum.

Because it really stinks!