Chapter 53 Headquarters Conflict
"Once I am promoted to a craftsman through the potion sequence, I should be able to create the spirit measuring instrument I envisioned."

Looking at the nearly three-meter-high spirit-detecting instrument in front of him, Wang Xiaoming's heart arose a little ripple. The spirit-detecting instrument was an idea he had in mind before he awakened his past life memories. It was a pity that it could not be manufactured due to technical limitations and supernatural influences.

He could only produce a semi-finished product, and the real spirit-detecting instrument remained in his imagination.

But now it’s different. He has obtained the mysterious way of God, which can make his previous delusions have a chance to become reality.

Back in his private laboratory, Wang Xiaoming also brought a piece of supernatural material and planned to make it into a microscope specimen to see if he could see the supernatural runes in it.

Take a look at the difference between the two types of will-o'-the-wisp spirits.

This supernatural material appears as black powder, like the carbon black that has been deposited in the chimney for many years.

In order to prepare a suitable specimen, Wang Xiaoming first used transparent tape to gently stick to the surface of the powder, peeling off a thin layer of black powder, then transferred the powder to a glass slide and dripped a special solution to make a specimen.

He skillfully placed the specimen on the microscope, turned on his psychic vision and combined it with the extraordinary vision brought by his sharp hearing and eyesight, and saw countless spiritual runes floating in the extraordinary blue-black light.

"Thirty-four magical runes."

Wang Xiaoming carefully identified them and found a total of thirty-four different runes among these repeated runes.

Among them, there are nineteen that are the same as the runes in Li Jun’s blood, and the other mysterious runes have never been seen before.

These mysterious runes are also trying to form larger runes, but they are always unable to form because they lack key parts.

Wang Xiaoming judged that these identical supernatural runes must be the manifestation of the supernatural power of the will-o'-the-wisp, while the other different runes were the manifestation of the supernatural power of the will-o'-the-wisp and another evil spirit.

During this period, the headquarters provided him with a lot of ghost riders' blood intermittently, and he recorded a large number of supernatural runes from them. Now the number of supernatural runes in Wang Xiaoming's mind has exceeded thousands.

He has gradually summarized some of the supernatural runes and determined the approximate functions of these runes, but they have not had any major effect yet.

"Is it possible to control the combination and separation of these evil spirit powers, and then study the changes in the mysterious runes?" Wang Xiaoming began to consider the feasibility of this method.

"Professor, it's time to eat." Li Jun walked over with a lunch box.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the time and found that it was already past six in the afternoon. He was surprised at how quickly time passed and at the same time felt a little hungry.

"Thank you, I'm indeed a little hungry." Wang Xiaoming said as he took the lunch box.

In order to study the ghost fire and the supernatural these days, he often eats in the laboratory and is often busy all day long. Usually, Li Jun brings him meals.

After dinner, Wang Xiaoming opened the information sent by Li Jun and started reading.

As the third largest ghost-controlling organization in China, it has also recruited many foreign ghost-controlling organizations and has considerable influence in Southeast Asia.

As for why they went against the headquarters, the headquarters also had an investigation. According to the information, this ghost-control organization was funded by the capital of the European German Union. It was obvious that it had become the German Union's pawn, used to test and interfere with the Ren Kingdom and hinder the growth and development of the ghost-controllers in the Ren Kingdom.

"It's ridiculous that humans are still fighting among themselves when the supernatural is gradually reviving."

Putting down the documents in his hand, Wang Xiaoming sighed in his heart.

This is a test by the German League. Who knows how many innocent people will be implicated, and such things have been repeated throughout history.

He suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life:

“The only lesson humanity has learned from history is that humanity learns nothing.”

At this moment, he felt very disappointed with those in power who only knew how to stir up internal strife.

7pm,

The laboratory was still bustling with activity, and there were also some unfamiliar faces. They were all sent by the headquarters to replace Pang Dong and his team.

Wang Xiaoming had known about this for a long time. He came to the laboratory and asked Pang Dong to arrange the work of these people and told them that they could take a vacation as long as they taught these new people.

After arranging the work, Wang Xiaoming took the elevator back to the ground.

Night has fallen, with only sparse street lights providing light.

After returning to the two-story building arranged by the headquarters, Wang Xiaoming continued his daily study. The next morning at 7 o'clock,
Li Jun was brushing his teeth in the courtyard downstairs when he suddenly heard the door open upstairs. Knowing that the professor was coming down, he quickly rinsed his mouth and spit the foam into the sink. When he was done, he turned around and saw Wang Xiaoming walking out of the building.

"Morning, Professor!"

"Morning for you too!"

After days of hard work, Wang Xiaoming slept for an extra hour.

He closed his eyes and stretched towards the rising sun. As he stretched, Wang Xiaoming's body seemed to be awakened, and a series of slight sounds spread from his spine to his shoulders and then to his limbs.

This is the sound of muscles and bones being awakened again after a night's rest. They are telling Wang Xiaoming that a new day has arrived and every part of the body is ready to meet new challenges.

"Let's go to the lab."

After washing up, the two headed towards the laboratory.

With the normal production of the magical gunpowder, Wang Xiaoming regained his leisure time. He could finally finish reading the last history book with peace of mind.

In the laboratory where the magical gunpowder is produced, the new personnel have already mastered the production of the magical gunpowder. Pang Dong and other experimenters are also liberated. They only need to watch from the sidelines to make sure no mistakes are made.

The headquarters has entered a wartime state. Xie Zhongquan, Zhao Jianguo and others are busy making preparations. Yellow paper for faking death and ghost-exorcising bells have been distributed, and supernatural bullets are also being prepared.

Unlike before, the supernatural gunpowder produced this time does not have the disadvantage of the dissipation of supernatural power. Some weapons experts have begun to study how to make supernatural gunpowder into bombs, rockets and other large-scale damage weapons. However, the current production of supernatural gunpowder is limited, so it is still prioritized to make it into bullets.

The tense atmosphere in the headquarters did not affect Wang Xiaoming. He was reading a book leisurely. He had done all he could. The rest depended on the performance of other people in the headquarters.

He was not worried about the outcome of this operation. With a country behind it, it would be hard for the headquarters to lose. Winning was certain. What the headquarters was thinking about now was how to reduce casualties and how to win more easily.

In a small conference room at the headquarters, Xie Zhongquan, Zhao Jianguo and five or six others were discussing the battle plan.

"I suggest first locating the enemy leaders and key members, and then using long-range firepower to cover and strike them, eliminate their manpower, and disrupt their command system.

If there are still survivors, we will have the ghost riders at headquarters take action to eliminate the remaining enemies."

"No," someone immediately retorted, "Most of the other side's personnel are in densely populated cities, so it is not suitable for them to use large-scale weapons. I suggest sending an elite team to carry out precision killings, and then let the ghost controllers take action to imprison the evil ghosts."

"Huh...it's a different era now, but you're still holding on to old ideas." At this time, a young man in the meeting room said contemptuously.

"you……"

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Xie Zhongquan felt overwhelmed and hurriedly stopped them, saying, "Okay! Be quiet!"

On one side were the old people from the headquarters, and on the other side were the newcomers who joined after the Ghost Riders team was established. Xie Zhongquan didn't want to offend either side. He looked at Zhao Jianguo who was silent on the side and said, "Captain Zhao, tell me what you think."

……

"Rush a thousand miles and attack Huanglong directly!"

"What a great Hong Xiuquan, what a great Taiping Heavenly Kingdom."

Wang Xiaoming turned to the last page of the book. He had finished reading it. Although he had known this history for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh when he learned about it in detail.

Because this world has the existence of supernatural spirits and evil ghosts, some history is destined to be different from the previous life, just as the general trend cannot be changed but the minor trend can be changed, this world also has the Qing Dynasty and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but the results are different.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The same Hong Xiuquan and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom had different results. There must be a reason for this.

Wang Xiaoming has his own answer.
That means there are ghost riders involved.

However, these are not recorded in detail in history. Wang Xiaoming can only find loopholes in these written records and try to restore the real situation at that time.

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(End of this chapter)