Chapter 121 Tiny Runes
After watching Zhao Jianguo leave, Wang Xiaoming opened the silver suitcase he left behind. Inside was twenty scarlet bloods, all of whom were ghost riders from his circle of friends.

The circle of friends is currently actively moving closer to the headquarters, and things that were previously difficult to collect are now easily delivered.

During these days, the headquarters has never stopped collecting the blood of ghost riders. Wang Xiaoming has handled more than a hundred copies and memorized more than two thousand supernatural runes.

When studying the structure of the ghost realm, I also used the conflicts between the supernatural runes to record the meanings of many runes.

He has never stopped studying the supernatural runes, but they are not of much use at the moment.

Wang Xiaoming took out the ghost rider's blood from the box, made specimens of them, and then placed them under a microscope one by one to memorize the mysterious runes in them.

Because of his promotion to Sequence 6, his clairvoyance and mystical eyes had been greatly enhanced, and this observation actually allowed him to discover something different.

In the extraordinary light flashing from the Ghost Rider's blood, he saw something more subtle.

"Is this also a rune?"

Looking at the scene in the microscope, Wang Xiaoming was a little surprised.

I saw that the magical runes that were constantly arranged and combined in the extraordinary light were actually made up of even smaller runes. Compared with the magical runes, the structure of these tiny runes was simpler. They were like bricks in a building, superimposed on each other to form a high-rise building of magical runes.

There are a huge number of these tiny runes, and each magical rune contains at least tens of thousands of tiny runes. These tiny runes are connected together and continuously operate to form a whole.

Looking at these tiny runes, Wang Xiaoming began to force himself to memorize them. Although he currently didn't know what the use of these tiny runes was, it wouldn't hurt to write them down first.

Circle of friends, Ping An Building.

The office was filled with smoke, and Mr. Fei and Fang Shiming sat opposite each other.

The two had already seen the intelligence about the Light Ghost being imprisoned at the headquarters yesterday, and were now discussing countermeasures.

Mr. Fei flicked away the excess ash and said, "Long black spikes... What do you think, Mr. Fang?"

Fang Shiming's face was solemn: "It is another weapon that is not weaker than the supernatural bullet. It can kill with one strike. It is very powerful."

President Fei nodded in agreement and said, "Yes! According to my latest information, this is another new product developed by Wang Xiaoming."

"Wang Xiaoming?!" Fang Shiming's eyes flashed with coldness: "Now I just want to smash the heads of those bastards. Can't they see the value of Wang Xiaoming?"

"Since the matter has already passed, it is irreversible if we pursue it further."

Mr. Fei advised that although his mood was similar to Fang Shiming's and he regretted the decision to let Wang Xiaoming go, he should not let the past affect his current judgment.

He continued, "The headquarters is now innovating constantly and its strength is growing. The living space left for us is shrinking. We need to speed up our plans."

"Leave it to me!" Fang Shiming nodded and said, "I'll be leaving soon. After this, we will also have our own trump cards."

The headquarters' growing strength caused a chain reaction, and the circle of friends also began to take the initiative to take risks to find a way out.

In the laboratory, time passes quickly.

When Wang Xiaoming wrote down the magical runes of the twenty ghost riders' blood, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Most of the time was spent memorizing tiny runes. There were so many of them and they were small, so it took a lot of time to memorize them all.

His stomach was growling; it was time to eat. After tidying up the laboratory, Wang Xiaoming headed towards the cafeteria.

After a morning of memorization, he had a more detailed understanding of the tiny runes. Unlike the supernatural runes which rarely repeated themselves, the tiny runes had a high repetition rate.

In different spiritual runes, the tiny runes contained may be mostly the same, with only a few being different, which leads to the final differences in the spiritual runes.

Up to now, he has summarized more than eight thousand different tiny runes from the hundreds of supernatural runes in his memory.

After lunch, Wang Xiaoming returned to the laboratory again. He first meditated to restore the spiritual energy consumed in the morning, and then started the next work.

The runes have been memorized, and the next step is to experiment with the smelting formation that he just obtained yesterday. As for the light ghost, there is no need to worry about it for the time being. He has just checked it and it has been suppressed into a dead state by the wilderness of knowledge and cannot cause any trouble.

After counting the spiritual materials needed to set up the smelting formation, the missing materials had already been replenished and delivered. Wang Xiaoming then cleared a piece of flat ground next to the spiritual transformation formation and took out the materials for setting up the spiritual smelting formation one by one.

Soon, based on the memory in his mind, Wang Xiaoming set up a smelting formation. The formation was a perfect circle with strange rune shapes drawn on it with spiritual materials, and a white candle was placed in the center of the formation.

Compared to the transformation array, the smelting array is more complicated and troublesome. If there is any mistake, the array will fail.

Squatting in front of the smelting formation, he tried to input the spiritual test, and soon the spiritual power circulated in the formation.

"Success!"

Wang Xiaoming stood up and looked at the smelting formation in front of him with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"I am indeed a genius in the occult."

Yesterday, he succeeded in setting up the magic ritual to assist forging in one go. Now, even more complicated smelting formations are still no problem for him, which further proves that he is a genius in this area.

Walking into the core of the formation, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand through the void, took out a five-piece stationery set from the wilderness of knowledge, and then arranged the five evil spirits neatly around the white candle in the center.

After refining the trick words and trick language into a black mask, he thought about refining the five-piece stationery set into one, but because of the difficulty involved, he did not start immediately.

He originally thought of considering it after accepting the gift from the scroll professor, but unexpectedly he obtained the smelting array method in the knowledge chaser, which could just solve the problem he was facing.

The formation is activated!

Wang Xiaoming sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, leaning his hands on the ground. His arms flashed white light, covering the entire formation along the engraved runes, forming an opaque hemisphere covering the smelting formation.

In the formation, a large amount of spirituality turned into forging white light under Wang Xiaoming's control, covering the five-piece stationery set and then forcibly melting them together.

The evil spirits would not be easily tamed, and they kept struggling in the forging white light. Black air was spreading and forcing the white light back, red scratches were splitting the white light, and an invisible force was coming and wiping out the white light...

But it's all in vain!
This is a spiritual smelting formation, which is specially used to smelt spiritual evil spirits. Facing the counterattack of the five-piece stationery set, Wang Xiaoming easily suppressed it with the help of the formation.

As time passed, the resistance of the five evil spirits became weaker and weaker, and no other colors could be seen in the forging white light.

(End of this chapter)