Chapter 71 Bullet Online
“Did you release this video?”

Xie Zhongquan asked, pointing at a video on the Ghost Rider website that was becoming increasingly popular.

"Of course not," Zhao Jianguo shook his head and said, "This should be a picture taken by spies from other forces."

"Do you think this video will affect our promotion of supernatural bullets?"

Xie Zhongquan tapped the table and said thoughtfully, "I see that the ghost hunters on the Internet have begun to doubt the problem of rockets. If we promote supernatural bullets now, doesn't this confirm the problem of rockets?

Will it cause panic among other ghost riders?"

"Let's make it true. After all, once the supernatural bullet is launched, what is going to happen will happen sooner or later." Zhao Jianguo said simply, "As for causing panic, it is only temporary.

When they realize that even without the supernatural bullets, the headquarters can use ordinary weapons to eliminate most of the ghost riders, they will not be anxious anymore. "

"And this is the perfect time for us to flex our muscles and let other forces see how strong we are."

Xie Zhongquan sat up straight, looked at Zhao Jianguo and said, "That makes sense, I'll do as you said and put all the supernatural bullets on the shelves. All official ghost riders can use contribution points to redeem them.

As for the price, let’s tentatively set it at one contribution point per supernatural bullet.”

The production of the supernatural bullet was on track, the rebellious ghost riders were killed and imprisoned, and the headquarters had no worries and finally decided to officially disclose the existence of the supernatural bullet.

Let’s not talk about what happened after the supernatural bullet was made public. Instead, Wang Xiaoming experimented with his initial understanding of the structure of the ghost domain. After successfully using the ghost domain, he remembered the appointment to meet with Old Qin.

So he decided to go and talk to Mr. Qin right now.

Old Qin was a ghost rider during the Republic of China period. He joined the headquarters after it was established and has been guarding the headquarters ever since.

The place where he lives is very remote and he needs to take a mobility scooter to get there.

Even in the car, Wang Xiaoming was still thinking about questions about supernatural beings and evil spirits. Before he knew it, he arrived at his destination.

This is an ordinary farmyard, but it looks very extraordinary when it appears in the headquarters.

Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun came to the door and knocked.

I didn't have to wait too long before I heard a "coming" and then footsteps came behind the door.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in simple clothes and an apron. She looked like a nanny. She was not surprised to see Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun, and quickly greeted them:
"Please come in. Mr. Qin said someone will come to see him. It should be you."

Walking into the courtyard, you will find that it is quite large. The west side has been turned into a vegetable garden where many vegetables are grown; on the east side there is a well, a water pump, and an unknown fruit tree.

"I took care of all this. Vegetables grown by myself are delicious and all natural green food. I'll pack some for you when you leave later."

The woman who looked like a nanny pointed at the vegetable garden and spoke with a smile. She was very enthusiastic, which made Wang Xiaoming a little uncomfortable for a moment, because he could feel that the woman's enthusiasm was genuine from the heart.

"Okay, Xiao Ding." Old Qin's voice came from the living room, "Let the two guests in first."

When I walked into the living room, I saw Old Qin sitting on a recliner, staring at Wang Xiaoming.

Xiao Ding asked the two to sit down and then served another pot of tea.

Wang Xiaoming sat opposite Mr. Qin, his eyelids drooping, his eyes moving downward, and said in a flat tone: "I wonder what Mr. Qin wants to talk to me about this time?"

Qin Lao closed his eyes and said, "You are the first person I cannot see through in all these years, so I want to talk to you."

"Um... what to talk about?"

"Let's talk about the future, and how to completely solve the problem of supernatural resurrection."

Wang Xiaoming picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "Completely solve the revival of the supernatural... Mr. Qin must have found the wrong person. I am just an ordinary person who is keen on studying the supernatural. How can I be qualified to talk about completely solving supernatural incidents."

Old Qin opened his eyes, and a gleam of light seemed to flash in his cloudy eyes:

"You may not have been qualified before, but you are different now. Since you became a ghost rider, the future has become unpredictable."

"Unpredictable? Can you, Mr. Qin, predict the future?" Wang Xiaoming did not reveal in advance that he knew the other party could predict the future.

Old Qin did not deny it. He said, "This is my ability to control evil spirits. However, since you became a ghost rider, this ability has begun to fail. Whenever there is a prophecy about you, there will be errors or failures."

"So that's how it is. No wonder Mr. Qin wanted to find me. It turns out that his ability to predict the future was abolished."

Wang Xiaoming put down his teacup and said, "I wonder how Mr. Qin is going to solve this matter?"

In fact, before coming to see Mr. Qin, Wang Xiaoming had done divination and psychological prediction, and knew that the other party would not do anything bad to him.

If Old Qin wanted to deal with him, the best opportunity would be during the pencil case incident, but Old Qin did not take action there, which means that the other party had no ill will towards him for the time being.

Sure enough, after Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, Old Qin did not show any anger, and even his tone did not change.

“I was a little uneasy when my ability to predict the future began to fail, but when I found out it was because of you, I felt relieved.

Since you can influence my predictions, the predictive abilities of other evil spirits will inevitably be affected as well. As a result, everyone is even.

Besides, no matter what, you are on the human side."

"So I came to you this time just because I'm curious about your ghost abilities and want to talk to you. Of course, it's okay if you don't tell me, since this involves the lifeblood of a ghost rider."

Wang Xiaoming did not answer immediately, but looked up at Old Qin. His Eye of Prying Eyes automatically operated until Old Qin felt the feeling of being spied on again and then he looked away.

"Mr. Qin should have sensed it just now. The evil spirit I control is related to information knowledge. It allows me to peek into some information about the evil spirits and then summarize and use this information."

"So, some of the supernatural items you invented recently were made with this ability?"

Qin Lao showed surprise on his face. "Your ability to research and create supernatural items is indeed very strong, but it won't affect my ability to predict the future."

"What about this?"

Wang Xiaoming reached out his hand and wiped the teacup, and saw that the teacup on the table was wiped away by an unknown force and disappeared from the world.

“Huh?!” Old Qin sat up suddenly. “This is the power of erasure. No… No, this is the eraser. I didn’t expect you to be able to control it.”

"more than."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, stretched out his index finger and thumb, put them together, and then separated them.

In an instant, the original living room space became ten times larger, and the furniture that was originally placed appropriately in the living room suddenly became much smaller.

"How many evil spirits have you controlled? Aren't you afraid of the evil spirits reviving?"

Old Qin looked serious, stared at Wang Xiaoming and said, "Do you know that controlling evil spirits at will can lead to death?"

Li Jun realized it later and found that Wang Xiaoming had taken control of the stationery ghost without him knowing when. Recalling carefully, it seemed that he had not seen the stationery ghost since he went out to notify the logistics department.

"Could it be that the professor has controlled all these stationery ghosts?"

Li Jun's expression was also somewhat serious, but he did not rush to speak out. Instead, he kept reminding himself to stay calm.
The professor must have his reasons for doing this.

"I have studied ghosts for so many years, so I know the dangers of controlling ghosts. However, the ghost in me is special. It can help me restrict other ghosts and even borrow their abilities.

Perhaps it is because the restrictive power of this evil spirit is too strong that your ability to predict the future has failed and has been restricted by it."

Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and restored the living room to its original state.

"The future life is terrible!"

After Qin Lao finished speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned back on the recliner, and began to rock.

"You remind me of someone I once knew."

(End of this chapter)