Chapter 27 Deputy Headquarters Director

In the Ding laboratory,

Wang Xiaoming pointed to the ritual magic in the field and said:

"Since Captain Zhao has seen the supernatural formation, it's time to see what I made with the supernatural formation."

As he said that, Wang Xiaoming took out a dozen fake death yellow papers from the workbench next to him and handed them to Zhao Jianguo. This was what he had just made through ritual magic.

Zhao Jianguo looked at the yellow paper in his hand, and he felt both familiar and unfamiliar. The familiarity was that it looked like the fake death yellow paper at the headquarters, and the unfamiliarity was that this yellow paper was too new, completely different from the yellow paper kept at the headquarters.

Although he still couldn't believe it in his heart, he knew that Wang Xiaoming would not make such a joke, and these were probably fake death yellow papers.

But this was too much!

Zhao Jianguo saw that in addition to the dozen yellow papers in his hand, there was a pile of identical yellow papers on the workbench.

Just a simple estimate, there were hundreds of them. If these were all fake death yellow papers, then the ghost riders at the headquarters would definitely go crazy.

The headquarters has thoroughly studied the ability of the fake death yellow paper. It can be used to fake death to avoid attacks from evil spirits, and it can allow ghost riders to fake death to suppress the resurrection of the spirits in disguise. These are life-saving abilities.

Unfortunately, the fake death yellow paper of the headquarters was obtained by accident, and the quantity is not large. Even if the ability of the yellow paper is tested, it is shelved due to the quantity and cannot be promoted.

If these are really fake death yellow papers, then the casualties of the ghost riders of the headquarters can be reduced to the next level. Even if the spirits are about to be revived, they can try to fall into fake death and wait for the future.

"These... are all fake death yellow papers?" Zhao Jianguo looked at Wang Xiaoming carefully and said, he expected to get a positive answer.

"That's right," Wang Xiaoming smiled, "These are all fake death yellow papers. I made a total of 110 pieces, which should be enough for the headquarters for a while."

"Enough, too much!" Zhao Jianguo said, but his hands did not stop, holding a piece of yellow paper and touching it, and looking up at the light to observe like identifying banknotes.

This scene, even Li Jun on the side couldn't help laughing.

The laughter woke Zhao Jianguo up, and he coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment.

Wang Xiaoming continued, "These yellow papers have the same effect as the real fake death yellow papers, but there is a disadvantage, which is that they cannot be preserved for a long time."

"According to my inference, they are only valid for one month. Even if they are kept in a golden box, they can only be delayed for one and a half months before they become invalid."

Wang Xiaoming had already identified these yellow papers, and what he was talking about now was the result of his identification.

Originally, Zhao Jianguo was expected to be disappointed after hearing this result, but he just lowered his head and thought for a moment before speaking:

"Professor, you are a researcher, and you always hope that your work will be perfect, but for those of us who do things, defects are actually an advantage."

"Why?" Wang Xiaoming was interested in what Zhao Jianguo said.

"The validity period of this fake death yellow paper is only one month, which seems to be a defect, but on the other hand, the existence of the validity period makes it impossible to hoard these fake death yellow papers."

"It limits the behavior of some forces to exchange a large amount of fake death yellow paper as their own foundation."

"Because of the validity period, the ghost riders who exchanged the fake death yellow paper must use it within a certain period of time. If they still want to use the fake death yellow paper, they must exchange it at the headquarters, which in disguise strengthens the prestige of the headquarters."

Zhao Jianguo's impassioned speech made Wang Xiaoming fall into deep thought. From another perspective, what he said does make sense.

"You make sense," Wang Xiaoming nodded in agreement with the other party, "Then these yellow talismans will be handed over to you, and I hope they can play a role in the subsequent actions."

Wang Xiaoming handed all the fake death yellow papers refined by the three rituals to Zhao Jianguo, asking him to arrange their use.

"Professor, I have another question." Zhao Jianguo said after a moment of hesitation. "Can this supernatural formation be promoted?"

After Zhao Jianguo finished speaking, he stared at Wang Xiaoming, expecting the other party to say "yes".

"Not for the time being," Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "At present, the supernatural formation is still in its initial stage, and only my supernatural power can be used."

"But I believe that as I further study the supernatural formation, it is not a problem to summarize a set of supernatural formations that can be used universally."

Although Zhao Jianguo was a little disappointed, Wang Xiaoming had brought him enough surprises today, so he didn't say much, just hoping that Wang Xiaoming could create miracles again.

After that, the two talked for a few more words before Zhao Jianguo left.

Wang Xiaoming did not tell Zhao Jianguo that the supernatural formation could suppress the revival of evil spirits. He also informed Li Jun in advance, because the experiment was not mature yet, and it would be made public after the experiment was mature.

After all, the supernatural formation is not specifically used to suppress the supernatural. The effect is there but very weak, and the consumption is not proportional to the gain.

After leaving the experimental base, Zhao Jianguo was terrified all the way with the golden box, fearing that someone would come out to snatch his fake death yellow paper.

But obviously, he was overthinking. It was still in the early stage of the supernatural outbreak, and no force dared to rob the vehicles of the headquarters.

In this way, Zhao Jianguo returned to the headquarters holding the golden box with yellow paper and went straight to the deputy minister's office.

He was going to hand in the yellow paper and report Wang Xiaoming's becoming a ghost rider.

Because these things were no longer within his level of management.

The deputy minister was a fat man with a kind face. He had achieved great success at the age of more than 50.

"Minister Xie, I have something important to report."

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Jianguo entered the working state.

During this period, Cao Yanhua had not yet taken office, and the current deputy minister was Xie Zhongquan.

Xie Zhongquan was sitting at his desk, not knowing what documents he was reviewing. When he heard what Zhao Jianguo said, he just pointed to the chair next to the office.

"Don't worry, sit down first."

Although Zhao Jianguo was extremely anxious, he still had to listen to the leader's words. After he sat down, he said, "Minister, I have something that needs your review."

"Bring it here." Xie Zhongquan closed the document in his hand and looked at Zhao Jianguo, "You young people are really impatient."

Zhao Jianguo didn't say anything, but handed over the golden box containing the fake death yellow talisman.

Xie Zhongquan took the golden box and felt something was wrong. This was obviously a box containing supernatural items. He quickly put the box down. Through the golden glass, he could see what was in the box. It was a pile of paper.

He looked at it several times but couldn't tell what it was.

"This is..." Xie Zhongquan paused and looked at Zhao Jianguo.

"This is fake death yellow paper, there are more than a hundred of them." Zhao Jianguo replied immediately.

"Fake death yellow paper..." Xie Zhongquan searched his mind and finally remembered the information on the yellow paper. He was surprised and asked:

"Where did you get so many fake death yellow papers?"

As the deputy director of the headquarters, it was the first time for Xie Zhongquan to see so many supernatural items.

"These are all made by Professor Wang Xiaoming. I just came back from the experimental base and came to report." Zhao Jianguo replied.

"No wonder, no wonder, Professor Wang is really a treasure of my country!"

Xie Zhongquan smiled and kept stroking the surface of the golden box with his palm, sighing.

"There is another thing," Zhao Jianguo pursed his lips and said, "Professor Wang has become a ghost rider."

Clang!

The seat behind Xie Zhongquan was overturned and made a sound.

"Nonsense!"

Xie Zhongquan slammed the table and stood up. He looked at Zhao Jianguo with wide eyes, "What's going on?"

As the number of supernatural events is on the rise, countries around the world are paying more and more attention to the study of supernatural things, especially important talents like Wang Xiaoming, who are the top priority.

Xie Zhongquan naturally got advice from his superiors, and he even sent a ghost rider to protect his safety. Now someone told him that Wang Xiaoming has become a ghost rider.

He knows how dangerous it is to become a ghost rider. If you are unlucky, you will die in a few days.