Chapter 170 Visit and Mission (Two in One)

inside the room,
Wang Xiaoming took out his phone and called a special car from the headquarters. He planned to go back to the experimental base to check on his brother Wang Xiaoqiang's current condition, and by the way, release the missionaries sleeping in the Wilderness of Knowledge and let them return to Europe to build their own forces.

Almost two months have passed since he came to the headquarters to develop supernatural gunpowder. He has been busy during this time, either researching supernatural items or digesting magic potions.

He has not returned to the experimental base to take a look at Wang Xiaoqiang who is in a state of suspended animation. To be honest, he is a bit irresponsible as a brother.

While waiting for the special car, Wang Xiaoming logged into the intranet and checked the monitoring range of the second-generation spirit detector currently installed at the headquarters. Just as Zhao Jianguo said, it had indeed covered an area of ​​dozens of miles around the headquarters.

Even the surrounding experimental bases and training bases have been equipped with second-generation spirit-detecting instruments.

"Hmm? Even the experimental base has installed a spirit detector. This is a bit difficult. If we want to send the missionaries away, we must stay away from the monitoring range of the spirit detector."

Wang Xiaoming had never thought that one day he would be stumped by his own invention. If there was no spirit-detecting instrument, he might have been able to send missionaries out from the headquarters. But now he can't, because as long as supernatural powers are used within the range of the spirit-detecting instrument, it will be recorded and checked by the headquarters.

Fortunately, the current production of spirit-detecting instruments is limited, and they need to be installed and used in many places. Ten days is not enough for the headquarters to expand the monitoring range to the experimental base.

Soon, Wang Xiaoming discovered on the map that there was a blind spot between the headquarters and the experimental base that was not monitored. He could send the missionaries away when passing this road.

About ten minutes later,
The special car we called just now arrived downstairs. It was an elegant gray modified car, and it looked very low-key.

The driver was a middle-aged man with a resolute face. He spoke very little and stopped talking after greeting Wang Xiaoming.

The car drove smoothly past the office building and headed towards the exit, encountering several inspections along the way. After the installation of the second-generation spirit detector, the entry and exit management of the headquarters became more stringent.

Wang Xiaoming sat quietly in the back row without saying a word. As soon as the inspectors saw him, they would let him go immediately without any extra action.

But even so, they still wasted about five minutes before leaving the headquarters base.

The driver drove very steadily along the way. Sitting in the back seat, Wang Xiaoming didn't feel much shaking at all. Only when he looked out the window at the trees constantly moving backwards did he realize that the car was moving forward.

"Wait a moment, they haven't arrived yet." Wang Xiaoming opened the car window and looked out, but did not send the missionary out immediately.

After a while, Wang Xiaoming saw an intersection ahead and immediately realized that this was a blind spot.

He immediately focused his mind, connected to the Wilderness of Knowledge, and mobilized the ghost realm to transfer the still sleeping missionary to a distant place through the space gate.

In an empty corner, a man in black priest's robes suddenly appeared, lying on the ground holding a black scripture.

hiss--

After a while, the missionary woke up from his coma. As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, his head was spinning, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, he was only half human. As a top ghost rider who controlled three evil ghosts, he quickly returned to normal.

"My Lord sent me back to the real world!"

The missionary glanced around and said excitedly, "Great! I must spread the glory of my Lord to the whole world, but I still need to confirm the location first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the missionary disappeared on the spot.

……

At the experimental base, as soon as Wang Xiaoming got off the car, he saw leaders from various departments of the base lined up at the door to welcome him.

At the back of the crowd, there were people holding red banners with words like "Welcome to the leader's inspection" written on them.

After Wang Xiaoming had a brief exchange with them, he walked straight into the base.

"Professor Wang, we are so happy to hear that you are coming back..." Director Ma from the base logistics department followed behind with a flattering look on his face.

"Professor, your brother is in the intensive care unit now and has someone to take care of him. I'll show you the way." Director Wei from the Security Department squeezed to the front and showed the way.

The crowd came to the small hospital in the experimental base. The main body of the hospital was a three-story building. The first floor was the outpatient department and emergency department, the second floor was other sub-departments, and the third floor was the ward for inpatients.

After Wang Xiaoming became the person in charge of the experimental base, his subordinates converted a ward on the third floor of the hospital in order to curry favor with him, and moved Wang Xiaoqiang, who was in a state of suspended animation, into the ward. They then arranged for a special nurse from the hospital to take care of him, and called it an intensive care unit.

"Okay, I already know the location of the room, and I also know what you are doing. Go and do what you need to do next, and don't follow me anymore." After arriving at the hospital entrance, Wang Xiaoming said impatiently.

Hearing the obvious intention to drive them away in the words, the base leaders said goodbye to Wang Xiaoming one after another, and soon everyone left under Wang Xiaoming's cold eyes.

The hospital had obviously been alerted in advance and knew Wang Xiaoming's identity. When he walked into the hospital, a beautiful nurse immediately came forward to talk to him and lead the way.

In the bright hospital lobby, only doctors and nurses were working. There was no patient. I walked all the way to the third floor and passed by several wards, but didn't see any patients.

Obviously, because he came to the hospital, there cannot be any patients in the hospital.

"You guys..." Wang Xiaoming was about to bring up this matter, but gave up because he knew that even if he said it, the situation would not change. It was very likely that next time he came, he would see a group of patients pretending to be sick in the hospital.

"Leader, please tell me!" The nurse who was leading the way immediately became nervous, thinking that she had done something wrong.

"It's okay," Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "Who is in charge of my brother's ward?"

"We take turns, and today... it's my turn." The beautiful nurse was still a little nervous and spoke stutteringly.

"He may stay here for a long time in the future, so thank you for your help." Wang Xiaoming stood in front of the ward at the end of the corridor and could see the situation inside through the glass.

Wang Xiaoqiang was the only patient in a room of more than 20 square meters. Taking into account the special nature of suspended animation, the curtains in the room were drawn, making the room dim.

"No trouble, this is our job." The beautiful nurse took out a special key and opened the ward.

As soon as the door opened, a cool air rushed out of the room, instantly making the beautiful nurse standing at the door shiver.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction. Although the yellow death-prevention paper can protect the body, the degree of protection is limited. If Wang Xiaoqiang pretends to be dead for too long, his body will also stink. The base specially made such a low-temperature and lightless bed, which is obviously thoughtful.

In the ward, Wang Xiaoqiang lay quietly on the bed with a piece of yellow paper on his forehead, just like before he left. "Every day, someone comes to the ward to check on the patient's condition. Although his condition is special, our work is not folded." After coming to the field she is good at, the beautiful nurse's state suddenly changed, and she spoke much more fluently.

Wang Xiaoming hummed but didn't say anything. He walked to the bedside and began to check, identify, use clairvoyance, or take off his glasses and open his eyes of mystery.

After a round of examination, Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction. Wang Xiaoqiang was in good condition and there would be no problems for at least one or two years. By then, he would definitely have the means to treat his terminal illness.

Then, without staying any longer, he left the hospital and walked towards Laboratory No. 3.

Speaking of which, there is a group of experimenters affiliated with him in the laboratory, led by Cui Chongshi, who are responsible for finding usable methods from supernatural materials.

However, because Cui Chongshi often secretly provided information to his circle of friends, Wang Xiaoming did not trust him and did not let Cui Chongshi take over some important experiments.

The headquarters also needed such a person to spread false information, so they kept this person. Until the circle of friends officially joined the headquarters, Cui Chongshi was immediately arrested.

At that time, Zhao Jianguo told Wang Xiaoming in advance, and later he also saw the relevant report in the monthly report of the experimental base.

At present, the experimental group remaining in Laboratory No. 3 has become semi-abandoned, and several people have applied to transfer out of Laboratory No. 3.

……

In Laboratory B of Laboratory No. 3, three experimenters were chatting.

"Have you heard? Professor Wang Xiaoming returned to the experimental base today." A slightly plump experimenter said mysteriously.

"Of course I heard about it. Professor Wang is here to see his brother." Another experimenter replied, "Everyone on the base's intranet is talking about this now."

"Do you think Professor Wang will come and see us?" the plump experimenter suddenly asked.

"That shouldn't be the case... Professor Wang is so busy, he probably has forgotten about us." Another experimenter said dejectedly.

"Oh, it's all that Cui guy's fault. If it weren't for him, maybe we could have followed Professor Wang to work at the headquarters." The microbubble experimenter said gritting his teeth.

After Cui Chongshi got into trouble, the people around them looked at them strangely, saying that Professor Wang didn't take them to the headquarters because there were spies among them. Now they only caught Cui Chongshi, but there were probably more spies secretly selling information to the headquarters.

This is also the reason why other experimenters applied for transfer. It really feels unpleasant to be talked about by others.

"Professor Wang hasn't forgotten us, he's just busy." Suddenly, Zhao Guangxian, who had been keeping his head down, said seriously, "When the professor is done with his work, he will definitely come to see us."

The other two experimenters smiled at each other, thinking that Zhao Guangxian was too naive, so they replied casually: "Yes, yes, yes! The professor will come to see us when he is done."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the laboratory opened from the outside, and the person they had just talked about stood in front of them.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the three stunned people and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Surprise, delight and fear intertwined together. Zhao Guangxian and the other two hesitated, not knowing how to answer, for fear that their conversation had been overheard by Wang Xiaoming.

Seeing that these three people were like fools, Wang Xiaoming lost his temper for a moment. He stopped talking and began to check the laboratory.

Zhao Guangxian and the other two looked at each other, no one dared to speak directly. Finally, Zhao Guangxian mustered up the courage, walked to Wang Xiaoming, and stammered: "Wang... Professor Wang, I... We were too surprised to see the professor just now, and we lost... We lost our composure. I hope the professor doesn't mind."

Wang Xiaoming put down the test tube in his hand, looked at Zhao Guangxian and the other two experimenters, and said calmly: "It's true that we haven't seen each other for a while. I understand how you feel. So many things have happened in the base, and I'm glad that you three insisted on staying."

Zhao Guangxian and the other two immediately smiled happily.

"Professor, are you here to pick us up and take us to the headquarters?" the plump experimenter asked excitedly.

The other two also looked at Wang Xiaoming with anticipation. Didn’t they persist until now because they thought there was a future in doing experiments with Wang Xiaoming?

And there are successful cases. They are the other two experimental groups. Because they assisted Wang Xiaoming in researching the supernatural gunpowder and supernatural e-liquid, they have now even bought two houses and have achieved financial freedom.

"no!"

Facing the hopeful eyes of the three people, Wang Xiaoming gave a cruel answer.

The light in the eyes of Zhao Guangxian and the other two disappeared instantly. At this moment, they all began to hesitate about their choice. Should they also quit their job early like the previous experimenter?

"What's wrong?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the three people and asked, "You seem very disappointed?"

"No...no!" the three replied weakly.

Wang Xiaoming wanted to laugh when he saw the three people. He paused and said, "I don't want you to go to the headquarters because I will be going back to the experimental base soon. If you go to the headquarters now, you still have to follow me back."

"Professor," Zhao Guangxian asked cautiously, "Are you going back to the experimental base?"

"Of course, I'm the person in charge of the experimental base. Where else can I go if not to the experimental base?" Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "You and I have other arrangements."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming took out a medicine packet from his pocket, took out some of the medicine powder, put it in an empty box, and said:
"This is a very precious supernatural material. I need you to conduct a detailed analysis of this material to understand its structure, performance, composition, and possible microstructural characteristics."

"Try to replicate this material. I don't need you to consider the supernatural power involved. You only need to consider the physical properties of this material."

"If you can successfully replicate this material, not only will you receive a cash reward, but I will also bring you into my core experimental group."

Zhao Guangxian and the other two immediately nodded in agreement. Any hesitation for even a second longer would have been disrespectful to themselves.

After handing the grayish-white medicinal powder to the three people, Wang Xiaoming exchanged a few brief greetings with them and gave them some words of encouragement before leaving.

After he left, Zhao Guangxian and the other two immediately began testing the gray-white powder material like a wound-up machine.

If these three people can really replicate and produce the same material as the gray-white medicinal powder, then Wang Xiaoming only needs to run the spiritual transformation formation to continuously produce this kind of medicinal powder that can suppress the revival of the spiritual world. This is an output that Zhang Baihua's medicine box cannot achieve.

By that time, the ghost hunters at the headquarters might really not be afraid of the resurrection of the supernatural anymore.

(End of this chapter)