Chapter 167 Long-range Missile Combat
Ten days passed in a flash. Ever since the Supernatural Forum officially joined the headquarters, the supernatural world in Ren Country has been initially unified. The most obvious benefit brought about is that the crime rate of ghost riders has dropped sharply.

The ghost riders who were difficult to communicate with and had strange tempers before have now become very patient. After the headquarters issues a task, there is no need to say much and the ghost riders will respond positively.

Whenever supernatural events occur across the country, ghost handlers are always the first to rush forward and quickly imprison the revived evil spirits, thus ensuring the safety of people's lives and property.

During this period, the entire country of Ren was peaceful and calm. Whenever supernatural incidents occurred, they were resolved, as if we had returned to the time before the revival of the supernatural.

Headquarters underground laboratory,
Wang Xiaoming had just finished forging a supernatural weapon when Zhao Jianguo and his men came to him.

"Professor, I'm sorry to bother you this time."

Zhao Jianguo pointed at the ghost rider who followed behind him and said, "This is Yang Zili, the person in charge of Daming City. He is one of the first ghost riders to join the headquarters. He had a problem controlling the third evil ghost some time ago, and now the evil ghost is almost revived."

Yang Zili stood behind Zhao Jianguo, wearing a quilt that wrapped his body tightly, leaving only his head and feet exposed. The strange thing was that even so, Yang Zili was still shivering from the cold, with frost on his hair and eyebrows.

This quilt... is a ghost?
Wang Xiaoming noticed something was wrong with the quilt at a glance, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just told his experimenter Pang Dong, "Take this person to transform the formation."

Pang Dong nodded and led the way. Before leaving, Yang Zili said tremblingly, "Thank you, Professor Wang."

After watching Yang Zili standing in the center of the transformation array, Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at Zhao Jianguo and said, "Do you still want spiritual e-liquid this time?"

“Yeah,” Zhao Jianguo nodded, “There’s nothing we can do about it. Spiritual e-liquid is too popular.”

Ever since the supernatural e-liquid was put on the redemption list, its popularity has been approaching that of supernatural gunpowder. However, this is not its limit. After some ghost riders redeemed and used it, the popularity of the supernatural e-liquid exploded and directly topped the redemption list.

This is because the headquarters has restricted the exchange quota due to limited production, otherwise the data would be even more exaggerated.

After investigation by the headquarters, it was found that every ghost rider who joined the headquarters had exchanged for spiritual e-liquid once, regardless of whether he was facing the resurrection of a fierce ghost. The ghost rider who was on the verge of the resurrection of a fierce ghost naturally exchanged it for his life, while the other ghost riders exchanged it for a brief experience of normal human emotions.

The spiritual e-liquid was in great demand, and Zhao Jianguo had to go to Wang Xiaoming for help and use the spiritual transformation formation to produce a large amount of spiritual e-liquid. This was not the first time that Yang Zili did this, and it would not be the last.

Wang Xiaoming came to the spiritual transformation formation and activated it with ease. Because Yang Ziling controlled three evil ghosts, he also deliberately extended the duration of the formation.

With his current strength, he no longer has any pressure in presiding over the spiritual transformation formation.

As the formation took effect, Yang Ziling's shivering body calmed down. He felt that the cold air that was originally eroding his body was dispelled by a powerful force, giving him the illusion of soaking in warm water.

So warm...

Yang Zili couldn't help but smile, and the frost on his face disappeared. This was the first time he felt warmth after becoming a ghost rider.

"Okay, come out!"

A voice startled Yang Zili awake. He opened his eyes and said dazedly, "Alright? So soon?"

"Is this fast? Look at the time, it's already half an hour!" Zhao Jianguo said as he walked into the formation.

"Half an hour?" Yang Zili was a little surprised when he heard what Zhao Jianguo said. He felt that only a few minutes had passed. "This is an illusion of time created by the formation. It's not important." Wang Xiaoming explained: "How do you feel now? Are there any signs of the evil spirit reviving?"

Yang Zili immediately checked his physical condition and found that the evil ghost, which had been trying to revive after losing its balance due to controlling the third evil ghost, had now calmed down. His body, which had been eroded by the spirits over the years, had also recovered most of its vitality, giving Yang Zili the illusion that he had returned to the time before he controlled the evil ghost.

Afterwards, he mobilized the power of the three evil spirits in his body one by one, and after a simple test, he found that the degree of recovery of the three evil spirits had been suppressed to the lowest level in just half an hour, almost like a freeze. Simply using the evil spirits' abilities did not put any pressure on him at all.

"Hehe! I feel better than ever before," Yang Zili laughed out loud, "As expected of Professor Wang, you are really awesome. I thought I was going to die this time, but I didn't expect you to save me."

Wang Xiaoming looked Yang Zili up and down and said calmly, "It's good that there is no problem."

"Yang Zili, since he's well, you can go first!" Zhao Jianguo stepped forward and said, "Pang Dong, go and see him off."

"Okay, I won't bother you guys anymore," Yang Zili took out headphones from under the quilt and sang as he walked, "We ordinary people are really happy today..."

When they were the only two people in the lab, Wang Xiaoming asked, "Why? Are you here for another mission this time?"

Zhao Jianguo shook his head and said, "Just now when you were presiding over the formation, I received a message that Mr. Qin wanted to see you again."

Mr. Qin wants to see me?
Wang Xiaoming looked a little solemn. Old Qin was the person he least wanted to see, because with his current strength, he was far from being Old Qin's opponent, so meeting Old Qin would make him feel insecure.

But he also knew that Mr. Qin would not take action against him, at least for now.

The invitation from the headquarters also fully demonstrates Mr. Qin’s sincerity and goodwill.

"Okay, when?" Wang Xiaoming agreed.

He had roughly guessed the reason why Old Qin was looking for him, it should be about the incident with the coffin nails last time!
The two didn't talk much last time, and Old Qin just simply asked whether he forged the coffin nails. But from the tone, Wang Xiaoming could guess that Old Qin had seen coffin nails.

There are a total of three coffin nails in the original novel. One of them was abroad and was later obtained by a foreign ghost rider. The other two were in China. One was where a terrifying ghost was imprisoned in Dachang City, and one was in the hands of Luo Qian, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, and was placed by him in the endless cemetery in the mysterious place.

Old Qin was also a ghost rider in the Republic of China. He had a friendship with the Seventh Elder, so it made sense that he had seen coffin nails.

"Ten o'clock," Zhao Jianguo replied, "Mr. Qin is still outside now. He will probably be back at the headquarters before ten o'clock."

"Mr. Qin has left the headquarters?" Wang Xiaoming asked with a hint of surprise, "Aren't you afraid that the incident from half a month ago will happen again?"

The last time, Old Qin was out for only a dozen minutes, and the enemy seized the opportunity and sent ghost riders to sneak in, causing huge losses. Less than half a month has passed since the incident. How can these people let Old Qin leave with confidence?

"Haha!" Zhao Jianguo laughed, "This is all thanks to the professor's spirit-detecting instrument. With this thing, the headquarters and the area within a radius of dozens of miles are under our surveillance. Who can sneak into the headquarters? If someone really comes, the long-range spiritual missiles can give him a good beating."

The spirit detector is the radar of the spiritual world. Combined with the missiles from the spiritual world, the headquarters can now carry out long-range missile combat.

As long as there are enough supernatural missiles, even if hundreds of ghost riders attack the headquarters at the same time, the headquarters can defeat them.

(End of this chapter)