Chapter 5: Ghost-Exorcist Bell
Yes,
Wang Xiaoming decided to divine the answer. After discovering that his clairvoyance allowed him to see the curse, he realized that he had underestimated the mysterious extraordinary ability. So he decided to divine the answer on how to determine the time of death of the little white rabbit.
He took out the silver bracelet and did some divination, and got a definite result.
Divination, failed.
Continue divination and succeed.
Modify the divination content, narrow the time range, and continue divination.
failure.
success.
……
After many divinations, a lot of spiritual energy was consumed.
Wang Xiaoming finally got the time when the little white rabbit died, which was around 4:53, which was still more than ten minutes from now. Wang Xiaoming simply decided to rest here for a while and recover his consumed spiritual energy.
The continuous consumption of spiritual energy was enough to make him feel exhausted, even though he was a double-sequence Beyonder.
However, the music box was about to take effect, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity.
Soon, the divination time was about to arrive, and Wang Xiaoming came to the golden glass, directly turned on his clairvoyance, and then tried to combine it with his super eyesight.
Suddenly, the blood-red circle formed by countless notes appeared before his eyes again. Wang Xiaoming did not dare to miss any details and watched it intently.
Two people in white coats who were sitting at the workbench observing the data also saw Wang Xiaoming's actions. They were just a little puzzled as the professor was acting abnormally today. Usually, he just came here for an inspection, so why didn't he leave today?
Sitting in the standard posture for a long time made their bodies a little stiff, so they hoped that they could stand up and move around after Wang Xiaoming left. However, they did not dare to move until Wang Xiaoming left.
hum!
At this moment, a strange voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing the sound, the two experimenters hurriedly looked up at the little white rabbit in the laboratory, only to see that the rabbit, which was originally eating vegetables, had stopped moving and its body had fallen to one side.
The sound just now was made by the instrument in the laboratory that was used to detect the life of the little white rabbit. That sound meant that the little white rabbit was dead.
And in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, at the moment the curse took effect, the blood-red circle composed of musical notes instantly turned into a black hole, swallowing up all the aura colors of the rabbit, leaving only endless gray. The rabbit's spirituality had been sucked dry.
In a trance, Wang Xiaoming seemed to hear the sound of music, but at this time he did not dare to explore it further. Realizing that gold seemed unable to completely block the curse of the music box, he quickly looked away and stopped looking.
In fact, he has the ability to enter and exit the Source Knowledge Wilderness, so he is not afraid of the curse of the music box. At worst, he can just enter the Knowledge Wilderness and hide there.
It was just his cautious nature that made him unwilling to take risks. After all, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
After satisfying his curiosity, Wang Xiaoming sensed that his spiritual power was almost exhausted, so he closed his spiritual vision and prepared to turn around and leave.
But the moment he turned around, he felt dizzy and unable to stand. It felt like countless ants were crawling under his skin, causing unbearable itching.
His vision became blurred, everything became distorted, and he began to hear whispers in his ears. Faintly, he heard the sound of music again.
His head began to ache and he felt like he was going to grow a brain.
Wang Xiaoming no longer had the energy to think about the problem and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Professor! Professor!"
"Professor! What's wrong with you?"
When the two experimenters saw Wang Xiaoming fall, they quickly got up and rushed over, helped Wang Xiaoming up, and kept calling him.
As the two experimenters called out to him, Wang Xiaoming gradually recovered. His body felt weak, with some pain where it had hit the ground, and he also felt weak due to spiritual deprivation.
At the same time, Wang Xiaoming also knew what had just happened. Because he had consumed his spiritual energy many times today, his extraordinary power was on the verge of getting out of control. At the same time, he encountered the phenomenon of knowledge chasing people away and gained new knowledge.
"Good fortune and bad fortune go hand in hand," Wang Xiaoming thought with lingering fear, "Just remember this lesson in the future and never let yourself fall into the state of spiritual exhaustion. It is too dangerous for me to be in this state."
"Professor, are you okay?" Seeing Wang Xiaoming wake up, the experimenter who was supporting him asked happily.
"I'm fine, thank you two." Wang Xiaoming patted the two experimenters on the shoulders and replied with a smile.
Hearing that Wang Xiaoming was fine, the two experimenters smiled happily. As long as he was okay... If something happened, we would be finished too.
Looking at their smiling faces, Wang Xiaoming recalled the knowledge that came into his mind and was very happy, so he decided to get together with his experimenters.
It's a good time to relax. "You two should inform the other people in the lab to go to the Red Star Hotel after get off work and have dinner together today." Wang Xiaoming continued, "Just consider it as a welcome to the new colleagues."
"Ok!"
"I'll go!"
Two experimenters responded. One cleaned up the laboratory and operated the robotic arm to lock the music box into the golden box. The other notified others through the laboratory channel.
In Laboratory B, Chen Wei was a little surprised when she received the notice. Based on her understanding of Professor Wang, he didn't seem like the type of person who would come up with the idea of a dinner party. Gathering together for meetings was his normal routine.
"Could it be that there has been some progress in the experiment of controlling the second evil spirit?" Chen Wei was a little confused.
At this time, Pang Dong, who was chatting with the newcomer Zhao Guangxian, also received the notice. When he heard about the dinner party, Pang Dong was also stunned. Then he stretched out his arms, hugged Zhao Guangxian directly to him and said:
"You are such a privileged kid! The professor is planning to hold a welcome party for you."
"Tell me, what is your relationship with the professor?"
Zhao Guangxian's face turned red from being strangled, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.
Although he didn't understand why, after all, he only helped the professor a little, but the feeling of being valued still made him feel elated. He felt that he must have special talents to be noticed by the professor.
But I definitely can't say what's in my heart.
"I... don't know either." Zhao Guangxian loosened Pang Dong's arm. "Maybe the professor is in a good mood and wants to get together."
Hearing Zhao Guangxian's words, Pang Dong nodded in agreement, "That makes sense. I don't think there's anything special about you."
Zhao Guangxian's expression froze when he heard this. "You're being too ruthless. Maybe I have a special talent."
"Hahaha..." Pang Dong laughed out loud, patted Zhao Guangxian's shoulder hard, and said nothing.
……
After giving instructions for the dinner, Wang Xiaoming sat in the lounge area and began to study the information he had just obtained.
At the same time, he also understood why he heard the auditory hallucination of the music box ringing sound.
Gold can indeed isolate the curse, but the ability of clairvoyance to see the essence of things allowed him to have indirect contact with the music box, so he could feel the curse of the music box. Fortunately, this contact was indirect and did not cause him to be cursed.
At the same time, the knowledge-chasing phenomenon uses this connection to bring him a piece of replicable strange music. However, unlike the life-saving ability of the music box bell, the strange music he obtained can defend against attacks from evil spirits during playback.
There was also some instinct-like information in it... At Sequence Nine, he could only make twenty copies, and the power of each copy was the same.
Each time the sequence is upgraded, the intensity of the weird music will be strengthened and the number of copies that can be made will also increase.
The most important thing is that playing this strange music does not require any cost and will not aggravate the ghost rider's supernatural revival.
As for the degree to which this strange music can defend against evil spirits, there was no explanation in the information, and he needed to test it in detail.
The weird music will become incomplete due to the attack of evil spirits, but as long as the weird music is not completely damaged, it can be slowly restored over time.
When subjected to continuous supernatural attacks, the eerie music will become completely ineffective and damaged after being damaged to a certain extent.
While causing damage, the weird music will return the supernatural attacks sustained during this period, which is an alternative form of counter-injury.
In theory, as long as the weird music is not completely damaged, it can be used continuously.
It is equivalent to a red ghost candle that can last forever. It is simply a miracle.
Wang Xiaoming didn't expect that just one knowledge-chasing event would give him such a big surprise, which made him want to experience it again.
Of course, this kind of thing was just something he thought about in his mind and he would not put it into practice.
Knowledge is valuable, but life is more valuable.
The two insights brought him the method of making identification spells and the ability to copy strange music respectively. On the first day of Wang Xiaoming's promotion to an extraordinary person, he achieved a good start.
He hadn't even officially started his research on the supernatural yet, but he had already reaped a lot of rewards.
You should know that in the original novel, his research on the supernatural has always been difficult. There are many theories, but few practical products. The most useful one is the ghost candle, a life-saving artifact and the favorite of ghost riders.
"Now that we have the spooky music, the ghost hunters at the headquarters can perform their missions more safely." Wang Xiaoming thought. "From now on, I'll call you the ghost-chasing ringtone. It's simple and clear."
(End of this chapter)