"However, according to Experiment No. 12, when ghosts with ghost realms collide with each other, both ghosts will become silent to a certain extent."

"So this kind of collision will not produce new supernatural powers. However, if an ordinary person is infected with the supernatural powers of one evil ghost first, and then becomes infected with the supernatural powers of another evil ghost."

"Then there is a 20% chance that he will become the ghost slave of the previous evil ghost, and a 70% probability of becoming the ghost slave of the next evil ghost."

"The remaining 10% has a 7% chance of not becoming a ghost slave of any evil ghost, and a 2% chance of becoming a ghost controller and surviving."

"And the probability of a new supernatural being occurring is only one percent."

Wang Xiaoming stared at the experimental materials in his hands, his eyes flashing:

"The experiment will continue. There is not enough data. Supernatural collisions will produce new ghosts. This conjecture is not groundless. The probability of such a thing is more than 50%."

"It's just that I haven't found the right method yet."

Closing the document in his hand, Wang Xiaoming took another document:

"To make ghosts into supernatural objects, this technology needs to be improved at a faster pace. We should try to eliminate most of the shortcomings and make it within the range that ordinary people can bear."

Opening the information in hand, "The balance of evil ghosts, the collision of evil ghosts and the death of evil spirits, the emergence of alien species, how to create the endless cycle of evil ghosts."

There is a lot of information, these are all experiments he is studying, and there is also an experiment on whether gold will lose its effect on ghosts with a higher level of terror.

The progress of this experiment is 20%.

And an experiment on how to put the evil ghost into permanent death. Currently, there is no progress in this experiment.

"There is still a lot to research, so we have to take our time."

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his face to wake himself up a little:

"It seems that we still need to collect folk supernatural items, and we must deeply analyze how these supernatural items are composed."

"The supernatural items from the headquarters alone are not enough."

Wang Xiaoming put the information away, leaned on the chair, picked up an oil painting on the table, looked at the big tomb on the painting, his eyes flickered:

"When Wei Jing comes out, let him try to see if he can make him kill the ghost."

"Forcibly suppressing a fierce ghost until it dies, and then forcibly establishing a balance with another fierce ghost is really violent. Lin Qian's methods are as crisp and neat as ever."

"Let Wei Jing give it a try. According to science, it should be possible."

Wang Xiaoming thought this in his heart. Thinking of Zhang Lei's situation, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered. Under the bright light, his glasses reflected blue light.

Outside the headquarters, Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen stood quietly on the street, looking at the street in front of them, as if they were waiting for someone.

I don't know how long it took, but two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared on the originally deserted street.

A middle-aged man walked in front, and a dirty little girl followed behind with a sullen face.

It seemed very reluctant.

The moment they saw the middle-aged man, Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen rushed to greet him.

"Mr. Li."X2

The middle-aged man nodded, looked at the headquarters building, smiled and said:

"Let someone take this little thing to wash it, so that a beautiful little girl can become so dirty."

"No problem, I'll arrange it right away." Li Jun agreed immediately without asking any unnecessary questions.

After saying that, Li Jun looked at the little girl. He knew this little girl, Zhao Xiaoya, the little girl who killed Lin Qian's sister.

The headquarters knew all about Zhao Xiaoya's movements, but because the ghost behind her was a bit special and Mr. Qin couldn't get out of his way, they didn't pay attention to the little girl.

Since this little girl came to Beijing, several very strange supernatural events have occurred in Dajing City. After investigation, they found out.

These supernatural events all occur because ordinary people suddenly become ghost masters, or they gain the power of ghosts for no reason.

This created a tragedy.

Zhao Xiaoya stared at Li Jun, silent and taciturn, her expression full of coldness and indifference, as if she was hostile to the entire world.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's head. The little girl's face suddenly turned pale:

"Go, follow him, clean up and come see me again."

Zhao Xiaoya still said nothing and silently walked to Li Jun. It was obvious that she was afraid of this middle-aged man.

Li Jun had no intention of meddling in other people's business and walked in front silently, while Zhao Xiaoya followed closely.

"Mr. Li, please come this way. Professor Wang is waiting for you." Lu Zhiwen said respectfully to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and looked away from Zhao Xiaoya. This little girl's murderous intention was not much weaker than anyone else's.

The first time she saw him, she promised to kill him. Unfortunately, she was too naive...

Just a broken wish...

The little guy is growing crooked. He needs to be taught some advice. It is not good for a good willow to grow into a crooked old pine.

"Let's go, I also want to meet the most talented person of this era."

Lu Zhiwen nodded, said nothing, turned around and started to lead the way.

Their headquarters must secure the opportunity that Mr. Qin bought with his life.

"Lin Qian, how many days do you plan to stay in Dajing City?"

Yang Jian blew out a puff of smoke, looked at the reflection on the water, and asked.

Lin Qian leaned on the guardrail by the river, looked at the rippling water waves, and lit a cigarette:

"I'll go back after one more day. There's nothing interesting in Dajing City, and there's no point in staying any longer. Xiaoyue is still waiting for me to pick her up."

"Well, I'll leave with you then." Yang Jian glanced at Ye Zhen, who was leaning against the guardrail, looking up at the willow tree above his head, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, posing somewhere.

"Okay, I'll help you get out the evil spirits from the Caesar Hotel first, and then go pick up Xiaoyue." Lin Qian replied casually.

"It's best this way. My body is rotting a bit fast. Ever since I put my consciousness into the ghost, the ghost's instinct has become stronger and stronger." Yang Jian said.

"Your situation is indeed serious. You should find a way to become a ghost as soon as possible."

"Isn't there a saying that goes like this? Humans are so fragile. It doesn't matter whether they are born, old, sick or dead. Just talking about injuries, it only takes a small wound to make someone die."

"So, if people are really fragile, it's better not to be a human being. It would be better to be a ghost."

Yang Jian turned to stare at Lin Qian:

"Your mental state seems to have improved. What happened?"

Lin Qian:……

"What do you mean……"

Yang Jian disagreed and continued:

"Normally, with your mental state, can you say such a thing?"

Forehead……

Lin Qian took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke:

"What you said makes so much sense, I'm actually speechless."

"Tell me about it?" Yang Jian said.

Lin Qian glanced at Ye Zhen, who was pretending to be aloof. He didn't believe that this guy wasn't interested.

Sure enough, seeing that Lin Qian had no intention of speaking, Ye Zhen turned to look at Lin Qian.

Then the two looked at each other, Ye Zhen silently exhaled a puff of smoke, no longer leaned against the guardrail, turned around, and maintained the formation.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was like this, Lin Qian opened his mouth and said:

"The influence of the Cunning Bride and Coco on me has temporarily disappeared. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that the influence of the wishing ghost on me has disappeared."

Hearing that this was the reason, Yang Jian suddenly realized:

"No wonder you feel a lot more normal."

He knew that the Cunning Bride and Coco were affecting Lin Qian, so it was not worth mentioning. As for the Wishing Ghost, it was most likely because of the Starving Ghost that it affected Lin Qian, so it was not surprising.

"Just think you are complimenting me." Lin Qianpi smiled without a smile.

Yang Jian laughed and looked at the water, where the waves were rippling and the fish were playing.

"Lin Wudi, I didn't expect you to be so miserable. Mr. Ye deeply sympathizes."

Ye Zhen patted Lin Qian's shoulder to express comfort.

After all, being influenced by evil spirits all the time is not a pleasant experience.

He has experienced this kind of thing before. When he was dealing with a sudden supernatural incident in Dahai City, he was also affected by a ghost.

If he, Ye, were not invincible and ranked second in the world, he might have fallen into trouble...

And he also completed a piece of the scapegoat's puzzle on that occasion.

Lin Qian glanced at Ye Zhen and realized that this guy didn't seem to be gloating about his misfortune, so he didn't pay much attention.

If this guy was gloating about his misfortune, Lin Qian swore that he would beat him up on the spot. He had not forgotten that when he was engaged to the bride in the ghost painting, this guy laughed the loudest.
To be continued...