Chapter 175 True God and Upgrade

Looking at the serious gentleman in front of him, the missionary's mouth twitched. He thought he knew him well enough, but he didn't expect that the other party had such a side.

Although she appears reserved and cool on the surface, she actually cannot escape the law of true fragrance!
Although some words were wasted in the process, the purpose was achieved. The missionary smiled again and said, "You will be glad for your choice today."

The gentleman showed a fake smile on his face and said bluntly: "I just want to know if what you just said is true? How can I solve the problem of the resurrection of the evil spirit in my body?"

The gentleman went straight to the point and asked about the resurrection of evil spirits. He said that he could believe in the so-called gods, as long as the other party could solve the problem of the resurrected evil spirits in his body, so what if he was asked to believe in the devil?

The missionary had anticipated this. He opened the black book in his hand and said, "All you need to do next is to follow me and pray to the great and perfect Lord. God will naturally perform miracles."

Looking at the missionary with a pious face, the gentleman couldn't help but frowned. No, are you serious?
The other party's behavior was as if he were a truly devout missionary, but that shouldn't be the case, right?

Although the missionary is called by such a code name, he is actually an atheist and never believes in religion.

Especially after becoming a ghost rider, one should know that the so-called gods are nothing more than ancient ghost riders stirring up trouble.

But the other party's current behavior puzzled the gentleman. Could it be that there really were gods? It was unscientific that one could be saved just by praying sincerely!
"Isn't the missionary crazy?"

The gentleman had noticed that something was wrong with the missionary. He had thought that the so-called belief in the Lord of Perfection was just a cover for the other party to recruit people, and that suppressing the revival of evil spirits was just a sign that he had mastered an unknown technique.

But now the missionary's various behaviors show that he really believes in a god, and he wants to suppress the revival of the evil spirit through prayer.

This is too unreliable! The missionary is really crazy! The gentleman hesitated to leave, not wanting to accompany this madman to go crazy.

just,

Feeling the body as cold as a corpse and the supernatural power that was constantly eroding his spirit, the gentleman was unable to move his legs.

He won't live much longer!
If he doesn't relieve the resurgence of the evil spirit in his body, he will die soon. In front of death, even if the hope in front of him is a little false, the gentleman still wants to give it a try, just in case?
The gentleman's thoughts raced, and he sighed softly:
"Okay, whatever you do, I'll do it."

Seeing this, the missionary smiled with satisfaction and said, "Then let's get started!"

Then he placed one hand on his chest and with the other hand held the black book and chanted the name of the Lord of Perfection:
"An extraordinary person who does not belong to this era;"

"You are the mysterious master on the high tower;"

"You are the perfect king of peeping into the truth."

“I pray to you;”

“I beg you to give me strength;”

"Give me the power to suppress the resurrection of evil spirits!"

The missionary had chanted this prayer many times when he traveled across the Eurasian continent and had become very familiar with it. This time, when he prayed with the gentleman, he deliberately slowed down his pace to prevent the other party from being unable to keep up.

Although the gentleman had some resistance in his heart, he still followed the missionary and finished reciting the prayer.

At this time, he still didn't quite believe what the other party said about the perfect Lord. How could there be gods in this world? If there were gods, why would there be a spiritual resurrection?

at the same time,

Far away in Dajing City, Wang Xiaoming at the Asia headquarters suddenly raised his head and looked towards the west.

The vague whispers in his ears made him realize that someone was praying to him.

"There are many different voices, and there is more than one person. It should be that the missionary has found a suitable believer for me." Wang Xiaoming took four steps in the room, and his spirit instantly flew into the wilderness of knowledge.

A pitch-black tower flashed by, and his figure appeared on a high-backed stone chair. In front of him were two balls of light gauze, emitting invisible waves.

Wang Xiaoming raised his arm and tapped the ball of light. With a bang, the ball of light disappeared and the figure of a praying missionary appeared in front of him. Then he tapped another ball of light and a similar scene appeared in front of him. A man in tattered clothes was praying to him.

"Is this a gentleman?!"

Although there were some differences between the photo and the wanted photo, Wang Xiaoming still recognized the other person at the first sight.

Thinking of the gentleman's current state, he roughly understood the missionary's idea. This was the time when the gentleman was at his most destitute, and it was also the easiest opportunity to recruit him.

Wang Xiaoming did not hesitate and chose to respond directly.

On the other side of the earth, on the top of a snow-capped mountain tens of thousands of kilometers away, the gentleman had just finished reciting his prayer when he felt a powerful pressure appear out of nowhere, causing him to kneel down on the ground.

The gentleman struggled to stand up, but the pressure seemed endless. Not only did it press his body to the ground, but the evil spirit in his body was also under the same pressure, making it impossible for him to mobilize the evil spirit's abilities.

"Damn it, I was ambushed!" This was the gentleman's first reaction.

But then he realized something was wrong, because the missionary did not take advantage of his weakness to attack him. Instead, like him, he was under tremendous pressure and half-knelt on the ground.

This...what is going on?

The gentleman just felt that his brain was overloaded and he couldn't figure out the current situation.

"Don't panic, just wait patiently." The missionary said comforting words: "This is our Lord suppressing the evil spirits in our bodies for us, and it will be over soon."

Not long after the missionary finished speaking, the gentleman felt the change in the pressure. His body, which had been stiff and blue due to the invasion of the evil spirit, gradually became soft again, and his head, which had been aching from time to time, also felt much better.

Feeling his body gradually recovering, the gentleman felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart, and he looked at the missionary beside him in disbelief.

Are there really gods in this world?

Just by praying, he could actually suppress the revival of the evil spirit in his body. Who else could this be but a god?
As their bodies gradually recovered and the evil spirits' invasion disappeared, the invisible pressure on them also slowly lessened.

The gentleman was now free to move about, and he paced back and forth on the summit to see that there was no one else there except the two of them.

This power that can suppress the revival of evil spirits seems to be really bestowed by the gods in the void.

"How about it?"

After the pressure disappeared, the missionary walked to the gentleman's side and said enthusiastically: "Do you feel the power of our Lord? Even the evil spirits can only retreat obediently in front of our Lord."

No matter how many times he tried, the missionary was fascinated by the power of suppressing the resurrection of evil spirits.

"It's really powerful and incredible!" The gentleman pinched his muscles and murmured.

He briefly checked his whole body and found that his body had indeed recovered to the state when he just controlled the evil spirit, and the degree of the evil spirit's recovery had been suppressed to a very low level. He felt no pressure at all when using the evil spirit's ability.

This is definitely the power of God!
Seeing the gentleman lose his concentration, the missionary smiled. He knew the other party had taken the bait! …

At the headquarters, after Wang Xiaoming regained his consciousness in the wilderness of knowledge, he continued to devote himself to the research of the wax ghost.

He had long since put the missionaries' actions behind him, and he was still very confident that the missionaries were spreading the faith in the West.

As for whether recruiting ghost riders like Gentleman would pose a threat to the headquarters, Wang Xiaoming believes that there is no need to worry. The current strength of the headquarters is very powerful, far surpassing all ghost rider organizations in the world. Ghost riders at the level of Gentleman can hardly threaten the headquarters.

The next morning, in the underground laboratory,

"Morning, Professor!"

Pang Dong walked up to Wang Xiaoming with a piece of information: "This is the information about the evil spirit you want."

Wang Xiaoming took the information, walked into the private laboratory, sat at the workbench and began to check it.

The information recorded above contains the evil spirits that have been recently acquired and detained by the headquarters. Wang Xiaoming wants the information in order to forge a supernatural weapon for Ye Zhen.

The other party required that it could be used as both a sword and a banner, so Wang Xiaoming thought of melting two evil spirits of this appearance together, which was very simple.

But later he discovered that these two types of evil spirits were rare. He searched his memory and only found a long flag that could call the wind, but did not find an evil spirit that looked like a long sword.

Now he could only look for the latest evil spirits that appeared. Although these materials only described the general situation of the evil spirits, they were enough for him to choose from.

After quickly reading through the information, Wang Xiaoming did not see a suitable evil spirit in it.

"If I still can't find a suitable evil ghost tomorrow, I can only find an evil ghost with cutting ability and forge it into a sharp sword, which will be quite powerful." Wang Xiaoming thought to himself.

After finishing the trivial matters, he began to work on forging supernatural weapons every day, and spent the rest of his time perfecting the third-generation spirit-detecting instrument.

The third generation of spirit measuring instrument was about to be completed. In order to see the finished product as soon as possible, he temporarily stopped other experiments and focused on the third generation of spirit measuring instrument.

Time is as elusive as water, and before we knew it, it was already the morning of the third day.

After several days of work, Wang Xiaoming finally completed the design of the third-generation spirit-detecting instrument.

This generation of spirit detector incorporates the capabilities of TV ghosts and has been comprehensively upgraded based on the second generation. Not only has the monitoring range been expanded to a radius of ten kilometers, but a screen display has also been added.

The third generation spirit detector does not require the cooperation of a monitoring system. After detecting supernatural anomalies, it will display relevant images on a black and white screen. This screen does not have the ability to transmit evil spirits. It is just a screen that simply displays images.

The volume of the third generation has been reduced by more than half compared to the second generation, making it more convenient to transport.

However, due to the intervention of evil spirit forces in the manufacturing process, the production efficiency is definitely not as good as the second generation. Therefore, it is not possible to completely replace the second generation for the time being and can only be deployed in some key areas.

Just as Wang Xiaoming was looking at the work in front of him with satisfaction, the phone rang. It was Zhao Jianguo, calling to inform him that
Ye Zhen came to the headquarters to get the supernatural weapon.

Wang Xiaoming was not surprised by this. With Ye Zhen's impatient personality, he would only come to the headquarters early in the morning to wait.

After agreeing to meet in the office, Wang Xiaoming took out a long golden box from the observation room, which contained the supernatural weapon he had refined yesterday.

He did not find a ghost in the shape of a long sword yesterday, so he could only find a ghost with strong cutting ability and forge it into the shape of a long sword. After trying its power, Wang Xiaoming was sure that Ye Zhen would like it.

When he arrived at Zhao Jianguo's office, two people were sitting at the coffee table drinking tea, but Zhao Jianguo was drinking tea and Ye Zhen was drinking soda.

When Ye Zhen saw the long golden box Wang Xiaoming was holding, he jumped up from the sofa, took two steps at a time and came to Wang Xiaoming, stretched out his hand and said:
"Professor Wang, is this the supernatural weapon you made for me?"

Wang Xiaoming handed over the box, stopped him from opening it, and said, "This thing is too dangerous. You can only look at it here, but you can't use it."

"I understand! I understand!" After picking up the box, Ye Zhen replied excitedly.

Then he carefully opened the box and took out a long sword. The sword was extremely black, like a heavy black iron sword.

Just by gently grasping the black sword in his hand, Ye Zhen felt the powerful spiritual power hidden in the black sword. He suppressed the urge to swing the sword and said, "You guys chat, I'll leave first."

After he finished speaking, a ray of sunlight appeared out of nowhere and covered Ye Zhen, and then it disappeared in the office.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the office. Zhao Jianguo, who was sitting and drinking tea, suddenly stood up and hit the coffee table. He ignored the pain and hurried to the phone.

At this time, the phone rang on time. Zhao Jianguo quickly picked up the phone and began to explain.

It turned out to be a call from the monitoring center, because they detected supernatural fluctuations here, so they called to inquire.

Wang Xiaoming sat at the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it while waiting for Zhao Jianguo to finish his work.

Zhao Jianguo then made a few more phone calls. It was not until Wang Xiaoming started to drink his third cup of tea that he limped back to his seat, covering his bruised leg.

"Didn't you remind him not to use his ghost powers in the headquarters?" Wang Xiaoming poured a cup of fresh tea for Zhao Jianguo who was still rubbing his injured leg.

Zhao Jianguo said speechlessly, "I mentioned it several times, but I forgot about it when I saw the supernatural weapons. Fortunately, Ye Zhen reported it in advance when he came, otherwise the whole headquarters would have exploded because of his use of supernatural powers."

Seeing Zhao Jianguo's unlucky appearance, Wang Xiaoming smiled faintly and said, "I have good news for you. It will make you happy."

"Good news?" Zhao Jianguo sat up straight, his eyes wide open, and asked, "Could it be that Professor, you have a new invention?"

"This is not."

Zhao Jianguo slumped on the sofa and said weakly: "Professor, stop teasing me and just tell me directly!"

"I upgraded the spirit detector, and the effect is quite good." Wang Xiaoming said: "I'm not kidding you, this is not a new invention."

"Spirit Tester?" Zhao Jianguo immediately sat up straight and asked, "What has been upgraded?"

"The monitoring range has been upgraded from one kilometer to ten kilometers, and the volume has been reduced to half of the original size..."

"I also added anti-interference capabilities, and the monitoring accuracy rate reached 99%..."

"At the same time, a screen is installed on the spirit detector, which can directly display the scene of supernatural anomalies..."

Every time Wang Xiaoming said something, Zhao Jianguo opened his eyes and mouth wider. Only after he finished speaking did Zhao Jianguo come back to his senses:
"Professor, you are too modest. Your upgrade this time is so huge that it is not an exaggeration to call it a new invention."

The various data of the third-generation spirit detector have increased exponentially, especially the monitoring range has increased tenfold. This is not a simple upgrade, but a leap in technological iteration.

This is really great news!
(End of this chapter)