Chapter 205 Drug Store
Zhongjiang City, a city next to Dahan City, is not very eye-catching, and it is also unknown in the files of the headquarters.
It's very peaceful, because there are no supernatural events, and there are no Interpol police here.
The headquarters did not pay attention to it before, but the supernatural forum did.
Although I was concerned, I didn’t bother because there was no need.
Only a few ghost masters who were about to recover would come here. After verification by forum members, they were allowed to enter and went to the medicine shop standing in the old city.
There is an old man and a young man inside. The old man looks to be in his eighties or nineties, but in fact his real age is much older.
The younger one, in her thirties, is a slightly charming woman.
According to the evaluation of this woman on the forum, there are only three words, no brain, and it is recommended to ignore it.
Ghost controllers who know the existence of the medicine shop come here to ask for medicine, and the old man at the medicine shop will usually give one, without any requirements or benefits.
This is how the good popularity of the drug store is maintained.
The old town was going to be demolished before. It has been renovated several times, but the sense of age here still cannot be erased.
Looking at those old-fashioned snack bars and a few incompatible milk tea shops, a sense of twilight arises.
Even if modern things are here, they can't change anything.
This old town is dying, even if no one wants to demolish it.
Walking into this twilight old street, Yu Qian immediately saw the old drug store with a new sign.
Everything here is old, and that new sign looks out of place here.
But it is this incompatibility that makes this place feel more contemporary.
Because the new sign means that this old drug store is still alive.
Arrived in front of the old drug store, Yu Qian paused slightly. There was a supernatural force in front of the old drug store that blocked his steps.
For him, an uninvited guest, this old drug store seemed a little unwelcome.
This is not good hospitality.
Yu Qian took one step forward and walked in, ignoring the supernatural being.
“Young man, don’t be so angry.”
An old voice sounded with a smile.
Following the voice, I saw an old man walking out from behind the drug store on crutches. Beside the old man, a plump woman in her thirties helped the old man walk.
The woman stared at Yu Qian, her expression not good-looking.
"You'd better not speak, he can't protect you." Yu Qian interrupted the woman who was about to speak. He didn't want to hear taunts. A living person dared to taunt a fierce ghost. Seeking death.
The woman's face suddenly turned gloomy, and she was about to speak. The old man wearing sunglasses and with age spots on his face reached out and pressed the woman's hand, signaling her to stop talking: "Go and pour tea, this is Yu Qian. "
Hearing Yu Qian, the woman's pupils shrank instantly, and her memory began to go back. Not long ago, a woman who patted her head and asked her to call her Aunt Bai said that this person was the strongest in the era and the real One person is inferior to ten thousand people.
The man above Yu Qian is named Zhang Dong.
The woman did not dare to seek death anymore, and quickly turned around to pour tea.
"How long do you have before you die?" Yu Qian sat down on the chair familiarly.
"It's still a little late. Of course, if you are in a hurry, I can wait for Zhang Dong to die and die in a few days." The old man thought for a while and said, not minding Yu Qian's offense at all.
"It doesn't need to be so early. Wait until I come back from abroad before you die. You are very strong. It will be safer for me to collect your body."
The old man's strength was no worse than Meng Xiaodong's. Others from the supernatural forum came to collect the old man's body, but Yu Qian was worried.
The old man turned to look at Yu Qian, but he was blind, so he didn't know if he could see Yu Qian's face clearly.
“That’s okay.” Zhang Bohua pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Death and life first, they are much luckier than this young man.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" the old man asked suddenly.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly. From the beginning to the present, he has reached this point because of his fear of death. In order not to die, in order not to be used as a pawn, he struggled not easily.
"Of course I am afraid of death, but..."
Yu Qian shook his head and sneered: "If you are alone, why not die?"
Hearing this In reply, the old man was silent, but quickly nodded and smiled. He stood up and said: "If you can, leave a way for yourself. We old antiques will feel a little bit sorry when we see a younger generation die."
Yu Qian curled his lips and wanted to say something. But after thinking about it, I still didn’t say it.
I need you to give me advice when I do things?
Thinking that it was for his own good, Yu Qian refrained from saying this, otherwise it would be too offending.
“Next, please send some medicine to the supernatural forum. My members, the work intensity is too high. Some ghost masters also need this kind of thing that can suppress the supernatural recovery. After all, they work for me. What I want most is these things. "
The inventory is somewhat insufficient. Things that can suppress the supernatural recovery have been exchanged in large quantities. It is difficult to make ends meet and there is almost no source.
Currently, under the leadership of Wang Xiaoming, the scientific researchers of the Supernatural Forum are rapidly developing ghost candles, scapegoat dolls and imitation coffin nails.
But when the manpower is eventually exhausted, the output cannot keep up with the consumption, and there is an urgent need for some external things to make up for it.
Researching scapegoat dolls is easy. Yu Qian brought back Meng Xiaodong's notes from Dachuan City, which happened to record the method of making scapegoat dolls.
So, in the laboratory, there was always a scarecrow standing in the scapegoat research area.
Don’t think too much, it’s Yu Qian’s clone.
Ghost candles and coffin nails are even simpler. These were developed by Wang Xiaoming and are easy to make.
Wang Xiaoming almost guessed what would happen next.
He must develop more things that can enhance the strength and life-saving ability of the ghost controller before the supernatural disappears.
"Yes, I will also send the formula to the supernatural forum, and I will arrange for Xiaoru to do it." The old man nodded and did not refuse the request.
Yu Qian smiled and nodded. He didn't care about the old man's selfishness. He looked at the dim medicine shop. The smell of Chinese medicine was indeed a bit strong, but it still smelled quite fragrant.
"Then I'm leaving. I will notify Wu and ask him to arrange the handover. If you encounter the chuunibyou with the sword, ignore him, he is not in his right mind."
Yu Qian stood up, wiped the smell of medicine from his body, turned around and planned to leave.
"Why don't you drink some tea before we go?" At this time, Xiaoru came out with tea and looked at Yu Qian's mouth and said, with a tone of pleading.
Uh...
Yu Qian paused, finally shook his head, and walked out of the medicine shop without saying a word.
Looking at Yu Qian leaving, Xiaoru was a little annoyed.
The old man turned his head and looked at Xiaoru. He could see through some things at a glance.
There is nothing wrong with admiring young, promising and powerful people.
But some thoughts are destined to end in vain. This boy has someone he likes in his heart.
It is destined that he will never fall in love with anyone else, and it seems that the person he likes is not a living person.
“Alas...”
The old man sighed and felt a little irritated. It was all Bai Caijie's fault. Why was he praising Yu Qian in front of Xiaoru when he had nothing to do?
Have nothing to do?
Thinking of Bai Caijie, well, he really has nothing to do.
The shit stirrer among shit stirrers.
There is nothing we can do now...
The door of the drug store was closed, and Xiaoru looked back, feeling a little disappointed.
The old man was a little helpless, but it was difficult to say anything. A fruitless love would be very sad.
Dahai City.
After telling Ah Wu the general situation, Ah Wu personally went to Zhongjiang City to hand over the situation to the old man at the drug store.
A small part of the problem has been solved, but there are still not enough manpower. It is not ghost controllers, but scientific researchers.
"Can you help me?" Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Qian sitting on the boss's chair and rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache.
Thick dark circles hanging on his eye sockets, messy hair, and tired look all told Yu Qian that Wang Xiaoming had not had a good night's sleep in a long time.
"I'm very busy." Yu Qian took a sip of tea and said calmly.
"You're busy hammer, don't talk nonsense, either you come to help me, or you find someone to help me." Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Qian with bloodshot eyes, this guy simply threw his hands away Shopkeeper, no, not simply, just.
They are all working for Yu Qian, and Yu Qian is away from home every day. When he comes back occasionally, he stays for a while, and then arranges for Ah Wu to go out, and then he goes out.
"Then let Ye Zhen help you?" Yu Qian suggested after hesitation.
"..."
"If you want the laboratory to disappear, you can do this." Wang Xiaoming said.
"Then there's no other way. I can't help you. You can make arrangements for yourself if there are any talents in the supernatural forum." Yu Qian said nonchalantly.
"Are you really just letting go of your brain?" Wang Xiaoming glared at Yu Qian. This guy's brain was obviously no worse than his, but why did he degenerate so much?
"Professor Wang, you have to maintain the image of a wise man, not the mad scientist you are now." Yu Qian comforted Wang Xiaoming.
“If you do research in the laboratory all day long for a month, create supernatural items, you also have to solve the problems raised by various scientific researchers, arrange the control of evil ghosts, study the balance of becoming an alien, and also In order to help Ye Zhen develop and restart, he also needs to mobilize ghost controllers to perform tasks, reasonably distribute supernatural items, and always monitor Pay attention to inventory, pay attention to experimental deviations, and..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Yu Qian quickly interrupted Wang Xiaoming. He looked at Wang Xiaoming in surprise: "Awu didn't do these things before. "Why did you do it?"
"Awu? Didn't he say he couldn't?" Wang Xiaoming frowned.
Yu Qian: “…”
Yu Qian realized that he seemed to have dismantled someone.
Wang Xiaoming’s mouth twitched slightly. Recalling Awu who had been wandering around the laboratory all day, he fell silent.
After a while, he looked up at Yu Qian: "Explain it."
Uh...
"Awu is really not a thing, he actually learned If it's broken, I will definitely criticize him when he comes back. Professor Wang, don't worry, Awu will return to the main position soon," Yu Qian solemnly promised.
Looking at Yu Qian with a serious face, Wang Xiaoming leaned on his chair and looked up at the ceiling, his eyes a little dull. He thought that he was a senior talent at the headquarters, and everyone in the headquarters was afraid that he would die of exhaustion.
When we got to the supernatural forum, they really treated him like a mule.
He was too busy and didn't realize anything was wrong.
Wait a minute...could it be that Ah Wu used supernatural powers to influence him?
Otherwise, how could he believe Awu’s lies?
Yu Qian glanced at Professor Wang and quietly offset Awu's influence on him.
Awu is really ruthless in order to be lazy.
Bullying Professor Wang is just an ordinary person, bullying Li Jun and Ahong are low in strength and cannot notice the impact.
"How about you rest for a few days? I happen to be free for two or three days, so I can take your place?" Yu Qian felt that Wang Xiaoming could not be exhausted, and it would be better not to burn bridges across the river. After all, Wang Xiaoming Is a real talent.
"Okay." Wang Xiaoming stood up without any hesitation and walked directly into the rest room. After a while, there was a snoring sound inside.
It can be heard that he is really tired.
Look what Awu did...
Yu Qian shook his head, stood up, and walked towards the laboratory.
It’s time to take some time off from your busy schedule. It would be nice to do some experiments.
There are some problems with Wang Xiaoming's research direction, asking how to directly and normally conceive Li Gui and Li Gui, and the ghost baby produced has the ability of two Li Gui, and the supernatural power is the sum of the two Li Gui.
Ask, how to make the ghosts that are not puzzle pieces fit together perfectly, and then change the direction of the puzzle pieces.
Ask, how can two people infected with the supernatural produce evil spirits without killing the two people.
Ask, how to change Li Gui’s fundamental killing pattern.
Ask, how to make the fierce ghosts who cannot eat ghosts eat ghosts, digest them, and enhance their supernatural powers.
Ask, how do ghosts created by supernatural beings become real ghosts?
Ask, how to superimpose supernatural powers, no upper limit...
When Yu Qian arrived at the laboratory and looked at Wang Xiaoming's experiment list, the corners of his mouth were twitching.
Wang Xiaoming’s experiments are becoming more and more... abnormal.
Was it impossible to let go at the headquarters before? Now after going to the supernatural forum, you just let go?
Even how to study animals and ghosts.
What does he want to do?
Looking through the research on the experiment list, Yu Qian slowly put the list down, and after a while of silence, he began to study the above experiments.
I feel like this kind of experiment would be good to do.
In a safe room in the laboratory, Yu Qian looked at a hung female corpse. There was a container underneath the female corpse, and black corpse oil dripped from the female corpse into the container.
About one drop every two hours. The corpse oil exudes a strong corpse smell, which is not very pleasant.
"Professor Wang's biggest headache at present is that he cannot increase the production of corpse oil, which is one of the key raw materials for making ghost candles. Although ghosts are immortal, so is corpse oil, but the problem is that the output is too low and cannot keep up with ours. Consumption." A researcher pushed up his goggles and felt a little headache when he looked at the female body that had been lifted up by the chains.
The ghost candle can be made five times a day, and this is after reducing the amount of corpse oil.
Even so, sometimes the production of ghost candles will stop. There is no other reason than that there is not enough corpse oil.
"Increase corpse oil production." Yu Qian touched his chin. This may be a bit difficult. This ghost is a bit special and has a high level of terror, around A level.
If you want to increase production, you have to complete the puzzle. But after completing it, these chains will definitely not be able to suppress it. You have to use coffin nails. The counterfeit ones are fine, but you are afraid of being directly suppressed to death. , people no longer produce corpse oil.
It's also a nuisance.
Let’s not talk about whether the puzzle is easy to find or not. Let’s talk about how to properly suppress this kind of thing. What matters is a sense of propriety. If the sense of propriety is not good, it is easy to cause trouble.
“Have you tried to improve?” Yu Qian asked.
"We tried, we tried to increase the quantity of other raw materials, or replace raw materials, and we also made something." As he said, the researcher took out a red and yellow ghost candle.
“This is a ghost candle made from grave paper. Its ability is that after it is lit, ghosts will not attack you. If there are ghosts around, it can even produce suppressive force. It has a big disadvantage. It burns too fast. No matter Whether there are ghosts around, the candle will burn three times as usual, and once the burning is over, ghosts will appear around you and attack you. The terror level of the ghosts is fixed at level A."
Taking the ghost candle from the researcher's hand, Yu Qian shook his head after understanding the function of this ghost candle: "It's too deceptive. After the burning, fixed A-level ghosts appear around. If you can use this kind of ghost candle, you can Not many people can withstand the attack. "
If they all use Ghost Candle, it means they are not very strong. Who would still use Ghost Candle if they are strong? Already hard on.
“This is the situation, so we are still improving. The best kind of ghost candle is made of grave soil. Its ability is to directly suppress the evil ghost. There is no other ability. The longer the ghost candle, the more suppressed it will be. The more powerful it is, the more terrifying it is, but to light this kind of ghost candle, you need special fire, the kind of fire you have. Ordinary people can't get it, and they don't dare to touch it." The researcher took the ghost candle and placed it in a long gold box. .
"It's a bit useless."
The ability is good, but there is a problem with the fire. You can get that kind of fire. If you just throw the fire on the ghost, it will be over. ?
What kind of ghost candles are you lighting?
This is unnecessary.
Perhaps thinking of this situation, this kind of ghost candle did not flow out.
Experiments are like this, there are all kinds of useless products, and there are not many perfect products.
But there is only one outcome, and that is success.
Yu Qian walked out of the safe house, and the researcher closed the door and walked into the laboratory. A dazzling array of experimental equipment and various ghosts were placed on the test bench.
It is hard to imagine that a group of ordinary people are studying sliced ghosts.
And they seemed very excited.
He somewhat understood why Wang Xiaoming was making trouble with him and why Awu was lazy.
Doing experiments is really tiring and tiring.
No, if he stays in the laboratory any longer, he may have to grow his brain and cannot get addicted to it. He still has big things to do.
Rouge should be coming back. Once the key puzzle of the knocker is put together on Luo Wensong, he will leave for abroad.
Li Qingzhi asked Bai Caijie to do the puzzle. After finishing it, she asked her to cooperate with Wang Xiaoming in conducting alien experiments.
The route she took has been arranged, and Wang Xiaoming only needs to modify it.
It won’t be a big problem. It doesn’t matter if you die. Put it in a coffin and put it in a safe house so that we can wake up together later.
Bai Caijie has been clearly arranged.
Back in the office, Yu Qian rubbed his eyebrows. These days, he was really tired, his mind was busy too much, and his appetite was not good.
"Are you busy?" Suddenly a female voice sounded. Yu Qian looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly. (End of this chapter)