Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

Time flashed to noon, and Wang Xiaoming had already refined the corresponding spell-casting materials and also cast spells to test the spell-casting effects.

He successfully released the corresponding magic through supernatural materials.

Different from the magic knowledge he learned from the occult, the magic he performed this time was researched and created from supernatural materials, and should be regarded as supernatural magic.

The symbols outlined in the spell are also large incomplete runes composed of many supernatural runes in this supernatural material.

This proves that as long as there are corresponding supernatural materials, Wang Xiaoming can cast the corresponding abilities through material casting.

After that, he repeatedly released this supernatural magic that could suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts, thereby obtaining corresponding data effects.

"The instantaneous effect is very good. It can suppress the resurrection of a certain amount of evil ghosts. However, the effect is obviously diminishing. It can only withstand the effect three times in a short period of time. After three times, it loses its effect."

Li Jun, who was the subject of the experiment, gave a fair evaluation.

The experiment seemed successful, but in fact it was only a half-finished product.

Just like the supernatural formation, this material needs to rely on Wang Xiaoming's own extraordinary ability to produce corresponding effects.

This is not the purpose of his research. What he wants to research is a supernatural item that can be easily used by ordinary people.

So Wang Xiaoming began to work backwards from the previous process, trying to find a breaking point.

Even while eating, his brain did not stop and kept thinking about the experiment just now.

"Professor?! We should go."

A call awakened Wang Xiaoming from his thoughts.

He looked around and saw Li Jun looking at him with concern.

"Professor, it's already half past one, we should prepare to go to the warehouse."

"It's half past one?"

Wang Xiaoming took out his mobile phone and lit up the screen - 1:31.

He didn't expect that an hour would pass after he just thought about experimental matters for a while.

"Let's go!"

Wang Xiaoming stood up, put the tableware away, and left the canteen with Li Jun.

In the morning, Wang Xiaoming and Xie Zhongquan made an appointment to go to the warehouse where supernatural items were kept. The agreed time was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and they were just in time to go there now.

The two arrived at the agreed place, which was the lobby on the first floor of an office building. Xie Zhongquan hadn't arrived yet. Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun were sitting in the leisure area waiting.

Within a few minutes of sitting down, I saw Xie Zhongquan hurriedly coming down the stairs, followed by a secretary assistant.

"Professor, I've been waiting for a long time." Xie Zhongquan stepped forward and held Wang Xiaoming's hand.

Xie Zhongquan's expression was obviously apologetic, but Wang Xiaoming, with his keen senses, could feel the restlessness in the other person's heart. He is a qualified actor.

"Just come. Minister Xie, let's go."

Wang Xiaoming withdrew his palm and took the lead to walk out the door.

Xie Zhongquan had already learned about Wang Xiaoming's indifference. He didn't care and followed quickly, leading the way.

A few people drove toward the distance on their scooters, looking in the direction not far from where Mr. Qin lived.

Soon the scooter stopped at an underground base, which looked like a converted air-raid shelter, empty and simple.

The driver and secretary stopped where they were, and Xie Zhongquan led Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun toward a tunnel.

In fact, Wang Xiaoming has been here before and is familiar with the route. However, this place is too important. Even if he wants to come, he needs to apply in advance and must be accompanied by someone.

This time I was accompanied by Xie Zhongquan.

When we reached the depths of the passage, we saw small rooms with numbers like 001 and 002 on them, extending into the distant passage.

There is a supernatural object in each room. Without Xie Zhongquan's introduction, Wang Xiaoming started looking at it from 001.

Through the golden glass, he could see the items inside. As soon as he made an appraisal, he understood the usage and side effects of this supernatural item.

In order, Wang Xiaoming walked all the way to the end of the passage and identified all the supernatural items in stock.

Among them were supernatural items that he had learned about and conducted corresponding experiments on, and there were also many supernatural items that were permanently sealed by the headquarters because they were too dangerous. Now that he has identified them, he has kept more detailed information in his mind.

Some of the supernatural items have very strong effects, but the side effects are also very strong. If these supernatural items were sent to the wilderness of knowledge and suppressed to death, the side effects would be smaller.

However, this idea only passed through his mind for a moment before Wang Xiaoming threw it into the corner.

Now he is very sharp. He has continuously invented a variety of practical supernatural items and proposed the concept of supernatural formations. If he were to show his ability to suppress supernatural ghosts at will, it would not be a surprise, but a shock.

Too much is not enough, enough is enough.

"As for the digestion of the magic potion, it is about one-tenth of the way."

Wang Xiaoming senses the magic medicine in his body and determines the degree of digestion in it.

At this moment, Xie Zhongquan saw Wang Xiaoming after reading all the supernatural items and said:

"Professor, which one are you going to take away for research? I'll have someone send it to the laboratory for you."

"No need," Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said in a different tone, "Minister Xie, I have something to trouble you about. I want to visit the place where the supernatural ghosts are kept."

"This?" Minister Xie looked confused, "Professor Wang, the management of warehouse No. 1 is strict, and I don't have the authority."

Warehouse No. 1 is where the headquarters keeps supernatural ghosts. Its location is a secret among secrets. According to regulations, even the deputy minister does not have the authority to know the location, let alone arrange for Wang Xiaoming to visit.

Xie Zhongquan continued: "Besides, the place where supernatural ghosts are imprisoned is very dangerous. Professor, why don't you check the relevant ghost information on the intranet first, and I will transfer it to you if you like the one you like.

There is no need to go to the No. 1 library at all. "

Wang Xiaoming refused: "I understand everything you said, and I won't force it. I just need Minister Xie to upload my application."

The two of them walked out of the passage one after another and got on the scooter to return.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming had made up his mind, Xie Zhongquan stopped persuading him. After returning to the office, he called Wang Xiaoming's application to his immediate superior.

Wang Xiaoming returned to the laboratory.

Continue the unfinished experiment in the morning, and everything returns to calm.

…

Far away in the city of Dachang in the south of Renguo,

Feng Quan looked at the supernatural bullet in front of him, and question marks appeared on his head.

The appearance of this bullet is obviously similar to that of a golden bullet. Can it really immobilize a devil for more than ten seconds?

After participating in Operation Supernatural Volcano, Feng Quan immediately used his quota to control the second ghost. After submitting his own ghost information, he was matched with a suitable ghost within a few days.

In the end, due to luck, he successfully controlled another ghost, so that the two ghosts in his body restrained each other and reached a balance. He was considered a strong one among ghost controllers.

The most important thing is that he no longer has to worry about the ghost's recovery in the short term. Feng Quan can feel his current state. As long as he does not overuse the ghost's ability, it is not a problem to persist for a year.

When Feng Quan's condition stabilized and he returned to Dachang City, he discovered that in the past few days that he had been controlling the ghosts, great changes had taken place outside. The third largest ghost control organization in the country had been eliminated by the headquarters.

Everyone on the Ghost Controller website was in a quarrel. While he was still enjoying the fun on the Ghost Controller website, another big news came out. The supernatural bullets were on the redemption list.

What the hell are supernatural bullets?

After reading the introduction, Feng Quan exclaimed: The supernatural bullet is a magical weapon!

What is the concept of being able to immobilize a ghost with average supernatural strength for nearly twenty seconds?

A national-level athlete can run almost 200 meters in twenty seconds. The ghost master can even walk up to the ghost and put it into a gold bag.

In those twenty seconds, you can do whatever you want to this evil ghost.

Looking at the price again, one contribution per shot is cheap.

I immediately placed an order for one hundred rounds of supernatural bullets. They just arrived today, just in time to see how they are different from ordinary golden bullets.