Chapter 123: Hager

"Shi Lingfan?"
Of course, for those who don’t understand this flag, naturally they don’t understand why it was named.
"You will know from now on." Qin Ming smiled and temporarily sold it off.
After leaving Gu Qing, Qin Ming returned to the college residence, planning to take a good rest.
After casting the qi, he could be regarded as officially embarking on the road of spiritual practice, and he could no longer call Qin Ming as Mengxin.
In the academy, with his current cultivation progress, he was able to compare old students in the second grade or even the third grade.
He is now lacking a chance to become famous in World War I. Once he shows off his edge, he will be quickly known, and he will be on the big stage of shining stars. He already has this strength.
Just like Gu Tao some time ago, the strength and cultivation that she showed in the training camp have already been spread.
Even the little golden tripod with him was also hotly discussed on the Internet. After all, this is a seven-pointed weapon spirit, which is not trivial.
Even in Gulan City and the surrounding towns, there are news reports about Gu Tao.
Although Gu Tao is not as famous as Zhuang Wen and other people's congresses, as a rising star, Gu Tao definitely has the potential to reach or even surpass Zhuang Wen and others.
After all, Zhuang Wen's cool Soul Slashing Knife is nothing but a five-pointed weapon.
Of course, this kind of fame is not what Qin Ming or Gu Tao pursues.
Gu Tao pursues food, um, that's not right, he pursues adventure spirit.
Ye Wen and Qin Ming are somewhat similar. At first, they cultivated to make their parents and themselves better.
But after embarking on the road of cultivation, after Ye Wen achieved her goal, she began to pursue self-improvement, and wanted to go further.
Qin Ming wanted to understand the composition of the heaven and earth, the source of the log-in device, and what was the end of his cultivation because of his experience in another world.
Of course that will be the future. Right now he just wants to live every day.
Lying on the bed and about to rest, the phone rang suddenly.
"Xiaoming, what's the matter?" Qin Ma's voice came from the other side of the phone, her tone still a little anxious.
"What's wrong?" Qin Ming asked.
"Why did you suddenly transfer half a million credits to your dad's account, how could you suddenly have so much money?" Madam Qin said quickly.
Suddenly adding such a huge sum of money in the account is indeed disturbing.
Before, the bald head sponsored him a set of cast pill package, so that his one million mission bonus was not used.
Considering that he was not in a hurry to use the money for the time being, Qin Ming simply transferred the 500,000 yuan to his parents after returning.
Now he is successful in casting, as Ye Wen said, making money is not too difficult for him, just accept a few college tasks.
The conditions at home are average, and he also wants to let his parents live some good lives first.
However, he didn't deal with it well, so he should contact his parents after making the payment to give them peace of mind.
The main thing was that after I was thinking about castings, I forgot about it.
Immediately explained to Qin Ma on the phone.
At first Qin Ma insisted not to, thinking that Qin Ming needed the money more for practicing outside, but after Qin Ming's constant persuasion, she reluctantly accepted it.
Qin Ming knew the character of Qin's father and Qin's mother, more than half a million yuan would not be used, even if he persuaded it to no avail.
All he has to do is to send money to his parents from time to time in the future to let them know that the 500,000 yuan is really nothing, and maybe they will use it without worry.
Talked to my parents about my college life and current situation.
Of course, he didn't mention a word about the danger in the inter-school mission, lest they worry in vain.
After leaving home, he would often talk to the home like this, greetings and greetings, so that they can rest assured.
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In a deserted suburb in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a building was built.
There are rows of low-rise houses, as well as several large warehouse-like buildings. A huge engine is placed in it, which is particularly conspicuous. The huge metal propeller is spinning at high speed, making buzzing noises, and the thick pipeline below connects it. There are several other large buildings.
A circle of power grids was erected on the periphery, and there were signs on the power grid that no idlers would enter.
Several cars came slowly from a distance and entered the grid unimpeded.
Sitting in the car was a group of people in black windbreakers, one of whom was the yellow hair who had fought against Qin Ming and others.
The vehicle parked next to a large building.
"Take them all down." Huang Mao ordered casually after getting out of the car.
"Yes." The men in black walked towards two of the large transport vehicles.
The people inside were all released, but they were all tramps with shabby clothes and fluffy faces.
There are forty or fifty people in the two cars.
It seems that they don't know that they are coming here. At this time, the homeless people seem to shrink and panic.
"Don't worry, here is what you want to eat, and not only there is food, but here you can also gain power comparable to cultivators. As long as you are honest, your destiny will change." Huang Mao said to a crowd of homeless people. .
"Really, really..." the tramp asked cautiously.
"Of course, you will know from now on, and will thank me for taking you here." Huang Mao's mouth lifted slightly, and then he waved.
A group of people in black took this group of homeless people to somewhere deep in the building.
Huang Mao came to a large warehouse alone, and two men in black were guarding the gate.
"Open the door." Huang Mao said.
The two men in black immediately grabbed the big door knocker and slowly opened the two heavy iron doors.
The scene inside appeared before Huang Mao's eyes.
Large and sophisticated instruments lined up on both sides, and several heavily armed staff moved back and forth to manipulate the instruments.
Looking up, you can see the second floor, and there are independent compartments up the stairs.
"Where is the lord?" Huang Mao asked.
Seeing that it was Huang Mao, a staff member immediately put down the work at hand and replied: "In the second laboratory."
"Labor No. 2? Shen Gui has agreed?" Huang Mao was taken aback, then smiled.
"Yes, just finished the installation yesterday." The staff nodded and replied.
"Haha, interesting." Huang Mao whispered to himself, stepped up to the second floor, and came outside a compartment.
There is the words Lab No. 2 on the door plate, push the door to enter.
In the laboratory, there is an old man in laboratory uniform standing with white spots and scum, but his eyes are quite deep.
If Gu Qing met this old man here, he would definitely feel quite familiar.
Although his face looked much older, this old man was his friend who escaped from prison.
The old man's name is Hagrid. He managed the explosion of the chemical plant in Shanze City and the subsequent explosion of the reformers.
As Gu Qing had guessed, he was the real master behind this mysterious organization of Men in Black.
He has always believed that his research results are extremely correct, and he has been doing related human experiments in secret.
The purpose of establishing this mysterious organization hidden in the dark is nothing more than to assist him in completing his own research.
Seeing Huang Mao coming in, Hagrid still stared at the experimental report in his hand and slowly said, "How is the matter going."
"There are indeed a lot of homeless people here in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It is very simple to supplement the experimental items needed for the experiment." Huang Mao replied.
"What about that concentrate?" Hagrid continued.
The smile on Huang Mao's face solidified slightly, and then he whispered: "I'm very sorry, I couldn't bring that Kong He back."
Then he told the truth about what happened to Zhuang Wen, Qin Taolong and others.
Hagrid was silent for a while, and then said: "Forget it, that Kong He didn't bring it back, he didn't bring it back. It's just that we need to spend more time looking for the concentrate."
"Give me a month, I will definitely bring back the news of the concentrate." Huang Mao said immediately.
"No, you have another arrangement later. I will leave the concentrate to the deep ghost." Hagrid said, looking at a naked man lying on the bed.
There are a lot of experimental scars on the man's naked body.
In the position of his heart, there was actually a large red crystal inlaid with a light red glow.
And in the muscles of his limbs, there are four small pipe strings embedded in them, and the inside of the pipe strings is full of light red and clear liquid.
This is different from the blue pipe columns of the group of people in black, and looks even more special.
Close his eyes tightly, the face Qin Ming and Ye Wen have seen, it is the wanted criminal who escaped into the train.
He is the deep ghost that Hagrid said, a killer in an international organization.
"I didn't expect this Mr. Assassin to agree to the experiment so quickly." Huang Mao seemed a little surprised.
"Well, but he will thank me. The experiment was very successful. As expected, only powerful warriors can withstand the red liquid. Ordinary people still cannot withstand the medicinal properties of this red liquid." Hagrid muttered.
"But this does not meet my requirements. I need ordinary people to gain the strength of cultivators under my experiment. Although this experiment has made progress, it is still only a semi-finished product. It is far from real success. ."
Huang Mao knew Hagrid's experimental philosophy, and he was the most powerful assistant by Hagrid's side.
"My lord, you can definitely set off a world-wide change in cultivation, and I must let everyone know that you are right!"
When he said this, his original sloppy expression seemed a bit fanatical, as if he was talking to his own beliefs.
However, Hagrid's expression was still calm, and this little success in front of him did not satisfy him.
But the necessary comfort is still needed for the subordinates.
Pat Huang Mao's shoulder for some indoctrination and brainwashing.
He was not good at this once, but since he started to establish this underground organization, he has quickly absorbed and mastered these so-called methods of those in power.
At this moment, the deep ghost lying quietly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
The eyeballs in that circle showed a strange red.
"My friend, congratulations on your new life." Huang Mao returned to his usual sloppyness and smiled at Shen Gui.