Chapter 186 Horrible Conjecture and Magic Potion Digestion
Time passed day by day, and Wei Jing left the headquarters and headed for Dalong City in the north.
Zhou Tong also gradually got used to the life in the headquarters. Although it was a bit boring, he felt very motivated when he thought of the corresponding rewards. There were many people who wanted such a good thing but had no chance.
It's just that he has been a lot more relaxed recently, and he has nowhere to use his extra energy, because most of the research on him has been completed, and now Professor Wang's research focus is mainly on the haunted taxi itself.
This left Zhou Tong with a lot of free time. In order to prevent his body from getting rusty, he often went out to wander around and got to know many staff members at the headquarters.
When these people heard that he was working for Wang Xiaoming, they all showed serious expressions and became much more polite. Zhou Tong felt proud of these people's respect for Wang Xiaoming.
He felt that he was already Professor Wang's man.
On this day, Zhou Tong was tinkering with a broken mobility scooter when he suddenly received a notice that Professor Wang wanted to see him about something.
So Zhou Tong didn't have time to change his clothes, and rushed to a 400-meter standard playground inside the headquarters. The playground that was usually open to the public had been closed at this moment. Zhou Tong was allowed to pass by the soldiers only after he showed his ID.
As soon as he entered the playground, Zhou Tong saw the mysterious taxi circling around the playground at an extremely fast speed. It also moved instantly from time to time, directly crossing a distance of hundreds of meters.
"Is this Professor Wang driving the mysterious taxi?" Zhou Tong thought.
The notice he received was to go to the playground, where Professor Wang would be waiting for him. Now, besides him, the only other person on the entire playground was the taxi circling the playground.
At this time, in the ghost taxi,
Wang Xiaoming is commenting on the driving experience: "It's rubbish, just like a scrapped car, with difficult steering and slipping brakes."
"But as long as you can tolerate these shortcomings, this is a magical car. With the ghost domain, it can ignore most terrains and hide in the car, and it can resist most attacks. This is many times stronger than the special car at the headquarters."
After a brief experience of driving the ghost taxi, Wang Xiaoming also saw Zhou Tong standing at the entrance of the playground.
Today he needed to detect some data changes that occurred during the driving of the supernatural taxi, so he found Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong had mastered some of the supernatural powers of the taxi and could be said to be a natural supernatural taxi driver.
It can fully demonstrate the performance of the ghost taxi.
A 'squeak' sound!
The ghost taxi stopped steadily in front of Zhou Tong. Wang Xiaoming rolled down the window and waved, "Come here!"
Seeing that it was really Wang Xiaoming, Zhou Tong walked up to him cheerfully and said hello: "Professor, what are you going to do today?"
"What were you doing?" Wang Xiaoming asked, looking at Zhou Tong, who was wearing denim overalls and was covered in dirt.
Zhou Tong scratched the back of his head and smiled, "I've been a bit bored lately, and some of the mobility scooters at the headquarters happened to have problems. I was itching to get one to repair."
Wang Xiaoming nodded and didn't ask any more questions. After getting off the car, he said, "Today we are testing the changes in the taxi during driving. You will be driving the whole process."
Zhou Tong nodded and got into the car. He had never driven this car since he came to the headquarters, which made him feel a little nostalgic.
Back then, he drove a ghost taxi and caught the mastermind of the theft of the spirit detector.
The test begins.
Zhou Tong was driving in the front seat, and Wang Xiaoming was sitting in the back seat observing the changes in the ghost taxi and some changes when he was driving just now.
At the same time, on the stands around the playground, there were several precision instruments in operation guarded by soldiers. These instruments were specially made by Wang Xiaoming and were used to detect some data of the ghost taxi during its driving process.
The test lasted for more than an hour, during which the ghost taxi revived once, but was forcibly interrupted by Wang Xiaoming.
After the test, Zhou Tong was sent away, and Wang Xiaoming returned to the underground laboratory with the supernatural taxi.
After comparing these data using a supercomputer, Wang Xiaoming discovered several abnormal data. Just as he was about to conduct in-depth research, he suddenly heard the missionary's prayer voice.
The voice was chaotic and rapid, as if the other party was not in a very good condition.
"Is this a danger?"
Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly, a little surprised. With the missionary's strength as a top ghost handler, plus the fact that he can use the power of the wilderness of knowledge to suppress the revival of evil spirits, who else in this world can threaten him?
Putting down the work in his hands, Wang Xiaoming took four steps in a row, and his spirit leaped upward to the wilderness of knowledge. It was still the same as before. He came to the cloud symbolizing the missionary, and his consciousness touched it. With a bang, the missionary's recent experience appeared in front of him in detail in the form of a picture.
"So that's it!" After quickly looking at all the images, Wang Xiaoming learned the whole story.
In recent times, with his support and the strength of the top missionary ghost riders, the Perfect Church has developed rapidly in Europe.
It has spread from the Kingdom of Small Ya to the surrounding countries, and more and more people are believing in the Lord of Perfection. The Perfect Church has also expanded from a single missionary at the beginning to an organization with thousands of people and has established hundreds of churches.
But this rapid development also brought enemies to the Perfect Church, that is, the Church of God, which is one of the most powerful religious churches in Europe and has been established for thousands of years.
Not only does the Church of God possess great power and prestige among ordinary people, it also has its own ghost-controlling organization in the spiritual world, and its strength is also very powerful.
Faced with the crazy expansion of the Perfect Church, the God Cult not only openly organized believers to riot and attack the Perfect Church's church, but also secretly joined forces with the Round Table's ghost riders and missionaries to fight several times, causing damage to each other.
The reason why the missionary asked for help this time was because he fell into a trap set by the God Church while he was preaching outside. He was transported to a dangerous spiritual place by a powerful spiritual weapon, where evil spirits lurked in endlessly. Even if the missionary was strong, he could not withstand such a consumption.
He knew that he could not escape from this mysterious place by his own strength, so he prayed to the Lord of Perfection.
Standing above the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming's sight passed through layers of space barriers and fell on the mysterious place where the missionaries were.
It was an island in the ocean. The ocean was so calm that it seemed to absorb the light. It was dark at first glance.
The terrain around the island is dangerous, with no place to land and cliffs all around. However, the terrain on the island is flat, with wild grass everywhere.
The only eye-catching thing is a wooden house in the center of the island, which is the only building on the island.
At this moment, the missionary was trapped in a room in the wooden house, his body was restrained on a cross, and goat-like evil spirits kept coming forward to bite him.
Although the missionary continued to use the power of the black book to seal the evil spirits, there were too many of them and his black book was unable to resist them, and evil spirits escaped from the black book from time to time.
The missionaries are in imminent danger and may die here if they are not careful.
But a turning point soon appeared.
When Wang Xiaoming's eyes fell on the missionary, a powerful pressure appeared at the same time. The horns of the goat ghost that was originally eating the missionary were instantly broken and they were all forced back.
The cross that was holding the missionary also made crackling sounds, and cracks appeared on it, and then it fell to the ground with a clang. With just a glance down, the missionary, whose life was hanging by a thread, was saved.
"Praise my Lord!"
The missionary who had just escaped immediately knelt on the ground and praised loudly, not paying any attention to the evil spirits that were attacking him again.
In the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming saw the missionary being rescued, and a smile appeared on his face:
"I didn't expect the ability to transform into a ghost to be so useful. I can release abilities wherever my gaze goes. Coupled with the blessing of the knowledge wilderness on the evil ghosts, the terrifying level is directly up to that of an S-level evil ghost."
"Next time I research spells, I must give priority to researching this ability."
With his mind in flux, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his arms to grab the missionary trapped in the mysterious land.
In the wooden house on the deserted island, the missionary suddenly looked up and saw a giant hand shining with white light lifting up the roof of the house, and then carrying him out of the house like pinching a bug.
The moment the giant hand appeared, the originally calm black sea suddenly became turbulent. Countless waves formed out of thin air and hit the deserted island. The deserted island began to shake violently, and cracks appeared in the ground. Countless evil spirits buried underground crawled out of the cracks and began to wander aimlessly on the deserted island.
Seeing the changes on the deserted island, Wang Xiaoming didn't care. He just felt that there was some obstruction in his arm that was originally withdrawing. Then he exerted a little force, and the obstruction disappeared. The missionary was safely sent back to the real world.
As the missionaries left, the originally clear mysterious place gradually became blurred until it could no longer be seen.
Wang Xiaoming retracted his gaze and murmured in his heart: "What a strange spatial structure!"
Just now, with the help of the wilderness of knowledge, he clearly saw the spatial structure of the spiritual land. Because of his experience in studying ghost realms and space scaling, Wang Xiaoming was not unfamiliar with the structure of space.
Unlike the spatial structures he had seen before, the spatial structure of the mysterious land was like countless Tetris pieces glued together.
This gave Wang Xiaoming a bold idea:
"This space is incomplete, or rather, all the spaces of the spiritual places are incomplete. They are all space fragments, and when piled together, they form a huge spiritual place union."
"But where did this space fragment come from? Could it be that there are other worlds?"
Wang Xiaoming felt his hair stand on end at this guess. If it was really as he guessed, then this world was too complicated and the waters were too deep.
"It's useless to think too much. If an enemy comes, we will fight him. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth. The most important thing for me now is to improve my own strength. Other things should be put aside."
After taking a look at the scene of the missionary praying after returning to the real world, Wang Xiaoming cut off all distracting thoughts, returned to the real world, and devoted himself to his research.
"These data are very important. I seem to have found the key point!" Looking at the data on the screen, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up with an inexplicable brilliance.
Time passed, and five days went by in a flash.
In the underground laboratory, Wang Xiaoming stood in front of the mysterious taxi. White light emerged from his hands and turned into tentacles that kept moving on the taxi.
These tentacles are like the most sophisticated mechanical arms. Under Wang Xiaoming's control, they give the supernatural taxi the ability to travel through supernatural places.
Yes,
After several days of research, he finally separated the ability of traveling to supernatural places from the ghost flashlight.
In order to see the results faster, he decided to copy this ability to taxis. After these days of research, he found that the ghost taxi was the most suitable carrier and could save a lot of preparation.
As time went by, the white tentacles in Wang Xiaoming's hands began to decrease until they disappeared completely.
"finished!"
Wang Xiaoming dissipated his forging ability and was about to use his identification ability when the magic potion in his body began to become restless.
The part of the potion that had not been digested quickly merged into his body, and in just a few seconds, the craftsman's potion was completely digested.
This……
Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted. His forging just now was successful. He successfully gave the supernatural taxi the ability to travel through supernatural places, which led to the violent digestion of the craftsman's potion.
"My months of painstaking research paid off!" Wang Xiaoming was overjoyed as he felt the Artisan Potion in his body being completely digested and the Scroll Professor's Gift quickly reaching the limit of Sequence Six.
At this time, he estimated that there was still more than half a month left before he could completely digest the craftsman's potion, which showed how much feedback this research brought about.
After a while, Wang Xiaoming calmed down and silently sensed the situation in his body: "My spiritual power has doubled. Before, I had to rest after forging ten spiritual weapons, but now I have enough energy to forge twenty."
"As for the abilities that come with the potion, such as forging and engraving, they are easier to use."
After slowly experiencing all the changes, Wang Xiaoming began to think about his future promotion. His consciousness began to rise infinitely, and he saw the infinitely tall black tower, which was the core of the Knowledge Wilderness.
Wang Xiaoming communicated with it, and the black tower vibrated, but no potion appeared. Instead, a message came from it, which was the ritual he needed to be promoted to Sequence 5 Astronomer.
In the real world, Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes and smiled: "Fortunately, I learned a lot of astronomy knowledge in advance, so this ceremony is not difficult for me."
The ceremony for promotion to astronomer is to draw a star map based on one's own ability. The more complete the star map is, the greater the probability of successful promotion.
Drawing a star map requires a certain foundation in astronomy, which Wang Xiaoming had already mastered. From the name of the astronomer, he had long guessed that this sequence required the study of astronomical knowledge.
Then there is the ability to borrow an astronomical telescope and use it to control it, which is not a problem for Wang Xiaoming.
It can be said that as long as Wang Xiaoming is willing, he can draw a relatively complete star map by himself within a week.
"But if it were in the mysterious world, it wouldn't be so simple. There are a lot of Old Outer Gods in the starry sky of that world. If you want to draw a complete star map by yourself, the biggest difficulty is to resist the pollution of the Outer Gods. The rest is secondary."
"In the world of Mysterious Resurrection, there are no Old Outer Gods, so there are no problems like pollution. The difficulty of the ritual is directly reduced from difficult to simple."
Wang Xiaoming compared the differences between the weird and mysterious worlds in his mind.
(End of this chapter)