Chapter 210 Thermos Cup and Mutation
Compared with supernatural evil spirits, the compass car, as a supernatural object, has far fewer supernatural runes and is much easier to observe.

In addition, since they were in the Wilderness of Knowledge, Wang Xiaoming's strength was significantly increased. After about ten minutes, he had memorized all the mysterious runes contained in the compass car.

"With these magical runes, it's easy for me to copy this compass car, but it's a bit large and inconvenient to carry, so it needs to be optimized."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the compass car in front of him, and some ideas emerged in his mind. Moreover, these were not just wild thoughts, but were very likely to come true.

On the one hand, after being promoted to Sequence Five, his forging and engraving abilities were enhanced.

On the other hand, after the Eye of Peering into Mystery was fully formed, every time he observed a supernatural rune, a large amount of information would be absorbed into his mind. Excluding some useless information, the rest was all knowledge about the supernatural runes. This knowledge gave him an even greater advantage in his research on the supernatural runes.

Wang Xiaoming believes that as long as he persists and continues to accumulate, he will be able to break out of the template of the supernatural ghost and directly use the supernatural runes to gain power.

By then, it would be possible to even create a new evil spirit.

After putting the compass car back in place, Wang Xiaoming's eyes shifted to another object placed next to the compass car.

It was a thermos cup made of golden glass, and the outer layer of the bottle cap was made of pure gold.

Looking at the thermos cup, Wang Xiaoming showed a rare expectation in his eyes: "It's just the last step... Once the spiritual thermos cup is refined, I will never be short of spiritual power again."

The spiritual thermos cup is a magical item that Wang Xiaoming prepared to make based on the knowledge of spiritual transformation. It has the ability to transform spiritual power into ownerless spirituality.

In fact, just after gaining the knowledge of spiritual transformation, Wang Xiaoming was ready to create a piece of spiritual transformation equipment that could be easily used. However, due to his lack of experience at that time, he did not create it immediately.

Later, after studying the automatic healing formation, he became confident. In his daily supernatural research, he gradually completed most of the spiritual thermos cup. Now only some runes are left to be engraved.

"Since I have nothing to do along the way, I might as well complete this last step!" Wang Xiaoming picked up the thermos and started the final forging.

a long time,

In the mysterious taxi, Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes. Just now, he had completely forged the spiritual thermos cup and placed a fierce ghost in it to use as energy for spiritual transformation.

He also brought the thermos out directly. Wang Xiaoming held up the thermos in his hand and looked carefully. Through the light yellow glass bottle, he could see a thumb-sized little man in the cup.

It is indeed a terrifying evil ghost, but now that it has become smaller, it is inexplicably cute. Maybe this is the charm of the figure.

The evil ghost was circling aimlessly in the cup, indicating that it was in a state of recovery. It was specially selected by Wang Xiaoming in order to make the spiritual transformation more efficient.

If you shake the thermos cup gently, you can see a thin layer of water at the bottom of the cup. That is the spiritual power transformed from the evil spirit. Just take a sip and you can replenish most of the spiritual power.

"Professor, you're awake. We have entered the country and will arrive at the headquarters in about an hour."

At this time, Zhou Tong, who was driving, saw Wang Xiaoming's actions through the rearview mirror and took the initiative to introduce him.

Wang Xiaoming checked the time and saw that more than half an hour had passed, so he asked, "How are you? Has the taxi moved?"

Zhou Tong chuckled: "I'm fine, the taxi isn't a big problem, I think I can drive directly back to the headquarters."

Wang Chaling, who was sitting in the passenger seat, frowned and turned down the corners of his mouth, wondering how could this guy be so good at boasting?
Wang Xiaoming didn't take it seriously and reminded: "If you can't hold on, tell me in advance, don't try to be brave."

Zhou Tong nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would never show off.

Wang Chaling was sitting on the side, feeling bored. He turned his head and saw the thermos cup in Wang Xiaoming's hand. He asked curiously, "Professor, what's in your thermos cup? Why is it still moving?"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Xiaoming raised the thermos cup so that Wang Chaling could see it more clearly, and joked, "I soaked a fierce ghost. Do you want to taste it?"

Drinking water soaked with evil spirits...

Wang Cha Ling instantly got goose bumps all over his body and looked at the constantly wriggling black shadow in the thermos. Didn’t it look like a smaller version of a ghost?

"No... No, I'm not used to it."

Wang Chaling waved his hands repeatedly, turned around and stopped looking around, fearing that Wang Xiaoming would treat him to a drink.

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaoming's face and he took back the thermos cup, thinking it was just funny.

But in Wang Chaling's view, this just seemed a little abnormal. In his mind, Wang Xiaoming had completely turned into a Frankenstein with a weird temper.

"Coward!" Zhou Tong glanced at Wang Chaling and said softly.

But Wang Chaling heard it anyway, and gestured, "You go!"

Zhou Tong ignored him, stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

Because Zhou Tong was afraid that if he started talking, the professor would really ask him to drink, and he would be dumbfounded.

But he really admired the professor. Others would at most soak a centipede or a scorpion, and at most add a snake, but the professor directly soaked the evil spirits to drink. He couldn't imagine how nourishing it would be.

……

In Jianguo, at a military base in the Ans Mountains, Lieutenant General Clint Barney, the highest commander, came to the place where the evil spirits were imprisoned in the deepest part of the base.

"General Barney!" The soldier on duty immediately saluted and greeted him.

Clint Barney looked indifferent and said nothing. After a series of verifications including card swiping, fingerprint, and iris scanning, he walked into the warehouse where the evil spirits were imprisoned.

"General, why do you feel something is wrong today?" After the door was closed, several soldiers started discussing.

"It may be related to Renguo. I heard that the competition agreed upon with Renguo was lost." A soldier who knew more guessed.

"I hope so! I don't know why, but I always have a bad feeling in my heart." said a black soldier.

"Dude, stop imagining, what could possibly happen..."

Boom! ! !

A violent explosion sounded behind them, and the powerful shock wave directly blew a big hole in the warehouse door. When everything was quiet and calm, the several soldiers who were originally on duty here had turned into meat paste.

tread!tread!tread!
A tall figure walked out of the warehouse stiffly, and then an invisible wave began to spread around...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions sounded continuously, coming from different directions of the base. Many people had no time to react and were stunned by the successive explosions.

Not long after, the impact of the explosion had subsided, and the survivors were preparing to organize people and escape from the base, but they encountered something even more terrifying. The evil spirit that was originally imprisoned in the warehouse came out.

Cries for help from humans began to ring out from the base. The military base, which was originally heavily guarded and well-armed, had now turned into a living hell. …

"We're finally here!" As soon as he arrived at the headquarters, Wang Chaling couldn't wait to open the car door and got out.

His initial novelty about the mysterious taxi had long since worn off, and after sitting in the hard seat and cramped space for more than an hour, Wang Chaling had long wanted to get off the car and rest.

"Professor, slow down, watch your head!"

At this time, Zhou Tong's flattering voice came over. Wang Chaling looked over and saw Zhou Tong opening the car door with one hand and blocking the door frame with the other hand, welcoming Wang Xiaoming out of the car.

"Flatterer!" Wang Chaling thought to himself.

However, when Wang Chaling thought of the scene where Wang Xiaoming forged a taxi on the way, he still felt a lingering fear and felt that Wang Xiaoming was unfathomable.

At that time, white flames that seemed to burn everything emerged from Wang Xiaoming's body, and then surrounded the taxi. In less than ten minutes, the haunted taxi, which was on the verge of reviving as a ghost, was returned to its original form.

The most important thing is that after doing all these things, Wang Xiaoming still looked calm and did not feel any effort at all.

“Maybe I can rely on my grandparents’ help to crash the ghost taxi, but I can never do it as easily as Wang Xiaoming.” Wang Chaling sighed softly. It was the first time he felt frustrated by his peers.

Just when Wang Cha Ling was distracted, a group of people came nearby. They were Cao Yanhua and others who had received the news.

"Professor, did anything happen on the way?" Cao Yanhua asked as he approached.

While Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yanhua were talking, the others sensibly stepped back a few steps to leave some space.

During the conversation with Cao Yanhua, Wang Xiaoming received an unexpected piece of news that made him frown.

"Are you saying that a large number of supernatural events occurred almost simultaneously in Germany and Jian?"

"Yes," Cao Yanhua said seriously, "It's a pity that it happened so quickly that we didn't get more information. We don't know the cause of the incident yet."

The sudden outbreak of supernatural events involves the survival of mankind, forcing them to take it seriously.

Cao Yanhua continued, "However, based on the current information, our General Staff has deduced that something went wrong with the places where the German and Jian countries were holding the supernatural spirits."

"It's just strange what could have caused both countries to have problems at the same time?"

While Cao Yanhua was making some speculations, Wang Xiaoming thought of the blue lines released by the captain during the competition, which were attacks by evil spirits that could be transmitted through photoelectric signals.

After receiving the news from the headquarters, he thought it was an attack specifically on the Renguo headquarters, but now he thinks he was wrong.

Accidents occurred simultaneously in the places where evil spirits were imprisoned in Germany and Jian, which was most likely related to the attack of the captain's evil spirit.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming directly stated his guess, including the blue lines he saw at the scene and the information that the captain was suspected to be an intelligent ghost.

After hearing this, Cao Yanhua's expression became more serious. If Wang Xiaoming's guess was correct, then the whole world might soon fall into chaos.

Thinking of this, Cao Yanhua immediately said goodbye to Wang Xiaoming anxiously and left in a hurry with a group of his men.

Wang Xiaoming brought Zhou Tong and Wang Chaling to the new laboratory.

As for the captain's evil ghost and the outbreak of supernatural events, Wang Xiaoming temporarily put them behind his mind. Cao Yanhua and others took care of these things, so he didn't need to worry about them.

The most important thing for him now is to study the royal curse and find another possibility for the ghost rider.

"Professor, what should I do?" After arriving at the laboratory, Wang Chaling was a little nervous. He had never been studied by anyone before, and this was the first time.

Wang Xiaoming turned on his spiritual vision, pointed at a bright spot on Wang Chaling's chest and asked, "What's there?"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Chaling covered his chest nervously.

Wang Xiaoming had a very unhappy face. Wang Chaling's behavior seemed as if he was doing something unspeakable.

"Take out the thing in your arms first, I want to check it." Wang Xiaoming said helplessly.

Under the pressure of Wang Xiaoming's eyes, Wang Chaling finally took out a black and white photo from his arms, which was a family portrait.

There are four people in the photo, namely Wang Chaling’s grandparents, mother and himself.

Except for Wang Chaling himself who is in color, the other three are in black and white. However, judging from the gaps in the photo, there is obviously a gap between the grandfather and mother. It should be the father's position, but it is not shown in the photo.

Wang Xiaoming understood that according to the plot in the original novel, Wang Chaling's father was still trapped in the Wang family's old house and unable to come out, so he was not shown in the photo.

"Professor Wang, this photo is where the curse of my Wang family is placed. It is not convenient to give it to outsiders. You can study it, but you cannot touch it. Because once an outsider touches this photo, it will violate the evil spirit's killing rules and be hunted down by my family."

Wang Chaling held the photo in his hand and explained seriously.

Wang Xiaoming retracted his arm that was about to take the photo from Wang Chaling, looked at the three evil spirits in the photo that kept protesting against him, and curled up the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't matter, it's enough to be able to see it."

His greatest reliance in studying evil spirits now is the Eye of Prying Eyes, so not having contact with them is not a big problem for him.

After taking off the black-framed glasses that sealed the Eye of Prying Eyes, the world Wang Xiaoming saw suddenly became chaotic and upside down.

Wang Chaling, who was originally standing in front of him, suddenly became dim and lifeless, like a fleshless human skin puppet. Only the cursed photo in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

"So that's how it is. Wang Cha Ling's true soul and body are both in the photo. The one who looks like a living person in the real world is just a replica projected by the curse of the photo."

At just the first glance, Wang Xiaoming saw the secret that Wang Chaling had been hiding. As long as the photo was not destroyed, the real Wang Chaling would not die even if he was shot in the head. He no longer had any human weaknesses.

In the dazzling light, the images of evil spirits in the photos were connected by several threads, among which the threads on Wang Cha Ling's body were the most numerous and complex.

When Wang Xiaoming saw these silk threads, his eyes lit up. He knew that these silk threads were the essence of the Wang family curse.

As long as he thoroughly studies the mysterious runes in these threads, he will be able to perfect the method of using curses to control evil spirits.

just,

"The strength of this thread is quite amazing. It is at least one order of magnitude higher than the Wish Ghost. The analysis of the Secret Eye is too slow."

Wang Xiaoming was both surprised and delighted. The power of the Wang family curse exceeded his expectations. This was a good thing, because the results of this research would be better in suppressing and controlling evil spirits.

However, the higher the intensity, the more troublesome the research becomes. Research that was originally estimated to be completed in a week now takes at least half a month.

(End of this chapter)