Chapter 102 A Messy Magical Creation
Zhao Jianguo joked, "Professor, why are you setting up a stall in your lab?"

At this time, Wang Xiaoming was identifying an old item from the Ming Dynasty. When he heard Zhao Jianguo's question, he looked over and said, "Those are some gadgets I made recently."

Gadget?
Zhao Jianguo picked up a cardboard box and opened it, wanting to see what was inside. Unexpectedly, he was stunned by the changes in front of him, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Just because the surrounding space changed the moment he opened the paper box, Zhao Jianguo appeared in a khaki room before he could react. The room was very large, at least 30 or 40 square meters as he estimated, with no doors or windows on the four walls, and there was a white light above his head, so he could not see what was happening outside.

"Professor Wang!!!"

Zhao Jianguo immediately shouted loudly. He quickly realized that the changes in front of him should be related to him opening the paper box. The paper box was a supernatural item made by Wang Xiaoming recently, and he was accidentally tricked.

"This khaki room should be a special ghost area, sealed in a paper box by Professor Wang. If you open the box, you will be possessed."

Zhao Jianguo called for help while analyzing the changes in front of him. He was indeed a little panicked when he encountered the sudden change just now, but now that he has calmed down, he has thought of a lot.

Since Wang Xiaoming left the cardboard box outside without warning, it must be because the thing is not dangerous. At present, it seems that the thing just trapped him in the room.

Boom...Boom boom!
A sound like muffled thunder sounded, and Zhao Jianguo felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. Although he speculated that he would not be in danger, it was just speculation after all, and he could not be sure whether his speculation was correct until the last moment.

"Sorry, I forgot to remind you that this thing is somewhat dangerous." A thunderous voice came from above his head, and the voice sounded familiar to Zhao Jianguo.

He looked up and saw that the white light on the roof was dispersed by a huge head, just like the little man hiding in the thatched hut in the myth was discovered by the giant.

The giant's eyes emitted a faint light, like two bright moons hanging high in the sky, and his breathing sounded like muffled thunder, shaking the house slightly.

"Wang Xiaoming???"

After seeing the giant's face clearly, Zhao Jianguo, whose legs were originally weak, stood up straight immediately. Although Wang Xiaoming's appearance was magnified many times, Zhao Jianguo still recognized him at a glance.

"Captain Zhao, don't panic, I will rescue you." After Wang Xiaoming casually comforted Zhao Jianguo, he disappeared in the white light on the roof.

Zhao Jianguo looked up at the white light on the roof, looking forward to how Wang Xiaoming would rescue him.

Then he saw a giant hand reaching into the room from the roof, gently grasping him and lifting him up, and whoosh it left the khaki room.

Zhao Jianguo felt dizzy and dazzled. When everything calmed down, he found himself sitting on the floor of the laboratory, and Wang Xiaoming was standing opposite him with a calm face.

"Professor Wang, you almost killed me just now," Zhao Jianguo said speechlessly, "Why didn't you remind me when I was opening the paper box just now?"

"I was studying the things you sent me just now and didn't notice it. How do you feel now? This cardboard box space should not be dangerous." Wang Xiaoming explained.

"It's okay, I just feel a little dizzy." Zhao Jianguo rubbed his temple and said, "Cardboard space? Is it the khaki room I just entered?"

Wang Xiaoming pointed at the cardboard box that Zhao Jianguo had just opened and said, "Yes, you were actually in this cardboard box just now." "What? I was in a cardboard box just now?" Zhao Jianguo couldn't believe it. He looked at the cardboard box. The cardboard box was made of kraft paper and was yellowish-brown in color. It was indeed the same color as the walls and floor he saw in the cardboard box space.

"In other words, it wasn't a ghost realm just now, but I turned into a two-centimeter little man and was locked in a cardboard box? How did I do that?"

Zhao Jianguo found it a little bit unbelievable. If it was a ghost realm, it would be fine. He had seen many of them and could accept it, but it was the first time he had seen his body shrunk nearly a hundred times.

"It's not that your body has shrunk, but the space around you has changed."

Wang Xiaoming explained: "The space in the box has become ten times larger, and the space around you has shrunk ten times. This is a spatial change, not a physical change."

Zhao Jianguo still found it incredible after listening to it. He asked curiously: "Professor, how did you do it?"

"To put it simply, it is to combine the supernatural powers of evil spirits with something that matches them."

Wang Xiaoming explained: "Do you remember the ghost incident with the pencil case? At that time, Mr. Qin gave me all the evil spirits in it. One of them could change the size of space. I borrowed the ability of this evil spirit to make these paper boxes."

Zhao Jianguo looked at the table and saw a small trumpet, a hula hoop and other things besides the cardboard box. He pointed at the table and said, "Besides the cardboard box, are these also the supernatural items you made recently?"

Wang Xiaoming stepped forward and picked up the things on the table one by one, and introduced them lightly:
"Both. This hula hoop is a protective circle I made based on the protective rules of the compass ghost. As long as you are inside the circle, you can defend against attacks from the ghost.
The small trumpet is made according to the rules of weird words and weird language. Some simple wishes can be realized by speaking through the small trumpet.

The sunglasses are made based on the ability of a special evil spirit. Wearing them can enhance your perception of sight. As long as someone is looking at you, you can sense that person.

As for this messenger bag, I used the Ruler Ghost's ability to distort space to expand the space inside the bag tenfold. I originally wanted to make a storage bag from mythology, but in the end I only made a big pocket, which is a relatively unsuccessful product."

Zhao Jianguo was very excited when he heard this. He said excitedly, "That's amazing, professor. Can this thing be mass-produced? I think we can prepare some for the headquarters."

In his opinion, the things Wang Xiaoming introduced were all magical tools. If they could be mass-produced, the future of the headquarters would be in shambles.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "No, I made these by hand bit by bit, and many steps require the use of my evil spirit abilities, which cannot be replicated by others.

Moreover, because these items are ordinary things, even if they borrow the power of evil spirits, their own spiritual strength is not high. They can be used against ordinary people, but it is still a bit difficult to deal with evil spirits. "

Wang Xiaoming has been studying these things recently, but the time is too short and the results are not much.

On the other hand, after listening to Wang Xiaoming's explanation, Zhao Jianguo felt a little disappointed: "It's a pity that such a magical supernatural item can't be mass-produced."

Zhao Jianguo then tried on sunglasses and a cross-body bag, and he still felt unsatisfied until he put down the last item.

These shoulder bags, sunglasses and paper boxes that have been modified by Wang Xiaoming are really like magic weapons in mythology. They possess many magical powers and make people love them.

(End of this chapter)