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Chapter 82 Key(1/2)

In a dark golden fire, the Ping An Hotel seemed to be reborn from the ashes, fading away from darkness and becoming bright and clean again.

The densely packed corpses crowding the sight in the hall on the first floor were gone, and the rancid water was also gone, all washed away by the fire.

The marble floor is illuminated, reflecting a world illuminated by daylight. Standing on it feels like standing on a mirror.

All the people who survived gathered here.

Wu Nai sat on the sofa, casually took out a few crystal cups from the gelatinous space in front of him, poured dark red liquor into them, and used [Water] and [Frost] to create a few popsicles out of thin air.

Throw in the cold ice.

Stir it and pass it to Huang Ziya, Zhang Hui, Zhang Lei and others.

"Try it, vodka with ice. I have specially used my powers to adjust the temperature of the ice cubes. Each piece looks like it was cut from an iceberg that was hundreds of thousands of years old."

"Thanks, I really need a drink to calm down."

Zhang Lei was the first to take the crystal cup and swallowed the liquid inside along with the ice cubes into his body, as if he had swallowed a cold ghost into his body.

The next moment, he was trembling all over, and the restlessness of the dead head in his chest was suddenly relieved a lot!

"Good stuff! Is there any more?!"

"Yes, but it's useless to you." Wu Nai said with a faint smile: "The [ghost] in your body is not so easy to freeze. If it is effective once, it will be directly immune the second time."

While the two were talking, Huang Ziya, Zhang Hui, and Zhong Shan also raised their glasses. From Zhang Lei's reaction, it was not difficult to tell that this was good stuff.

The strong liquor was extremely cold, making people feel chilly all over, but immediately several people discovered the benefits of this thing.

"I'm greedy."

Zhang Lei's stiff eyebrows were filled with gloom. He put down the wine glass in his hand and sighed: "Just now I almost thought I could survive without controlling the second [Ghost]."

"I also have this illusion..."

Huang Ziya tugged her hair and said in surprise, among the few people, the [ghost hair] in her body was the weakest, so the effect of drinking alcohol was also the strongest.

As for Yang Jian, he has never been interested in such strong drinks. He sat indifferently and looked at Wu Nai who was drinking and frowned: "It shouldn't be difficult for you to completely eliminate that ghost, why don't you continue to chase it? This is not the case.

Your style…”

"It's really not my style to let go of such a 'fat' prey..."

Wu Nai continued to add wine to the cup and slowly said: "But if you can catch bigger fish, why not do that?"

fishing?

Looking at the gentle young man in front of him, Yang Jian suddenly read a hint of madness in his unusually calm behavior:

"What are you planning?"

"Plan? No, I just gave a choice."



Time goes back to before the elevator door of Ping An Hotel opens.

An underground world where supernatural items are stored.

Wu Nai had already entered a certain single room and stood in front of an old wooden door.

This wooden door is single-opening and covered with red paint. The door is covered with special gold chains, which are tightly locked.

But even so, the wooden door was still shaking constantly, the door handle was swinging up and down uncontrollably, and the door leaf cracked a gap due to the strong impact.

What you see through the crack in the door is not a being knocking on the door, but darkness and nothingness, with strands of cold breath flowing out, which is extremely weird.

But such a scene means nothing to Wu Nai.

He stretched out his white palm and pressed it on it. A large number of superpower points gathered during his breath, and lines of worm-like text appeared in front of his eyes:

【Power point 1】

【Power point 1】

【Power point 1】

[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain new skills - doors! 】

[Door: The void is the drawing board, and the supernatural is the pen. Draw the door. Theoretically, you can go anywhere you want (Note: The degree of alienation determines the invasion ability of the door, please act according to your ability). 】

There is always a sense of seeing the ancient mage... Wu Nai is very satisfied with the skills he has just acquired, and his escape ability is first-rate. If he really encounters some terrifying existence, he can just draw a door on the spot.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming, who was standing behind him, suddenly asked: "Wu Nai, can you take this opportunity to tell me how my laboratory leaked? Since you can know about the leak at the first time, I don't think this problem can be hidden from you.

Bar."

Yes, I want to know too... Cao Yanhua crossed his arms and quietly pricked up his ears. After all, with such high-level protective measures, leakage is almost impossible.

"Oh, speaking of this..."

Wu Nai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked: "Do you still remember the dozen overseas mercenaries you secretly collected? Those doctors had an accident when they were dissecting and studying the [disease] on them, and they were all infected. Then instinctively

Driven by the earth, I entered the laboratory where you stored the [Ghost Coffin] and created everything today."

"I see……"

A hint of understanding flashed across Wang Xiaoming's indifferent face: "I didn't expect this disease to be so dangerous. I was indeed careless."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Wu Nai's handsome and handsome face, and he said calmly: "Actually, it's not just your problem. Those doctors who entered the [Ghost Coffin] also had my factors mixed in. I have always been too smooth-sailing.

, in fact, I kind of ignored the 'world's' counterattack against me..."

"What's the meaning?"

"Literal meaning, as you can see, I am different from the ghost masters. I am affecting the world, and the world will in turn affect me. I control the ghosts to draw strength, and the terrifying ghosts will also try to control me and devour me.

There is a sense of mutual conflict with them, but in terms of true personality, I am actually higher..."

The most essential reason for saying so much is that the world is fighting back against Wu Nai's gluttonous behavior of hunting "ghosts" with "Essence".

If you eat my [ghost], I will guide the [ghost] to eat your [disease] as soon as I get the chance.

You take away my extraordinary [source], and I also swallow the power you radiate.

So everything works together, all kinds of coincidences collide, several doctors are infected with [brain cancer], and then plunge into the [ghost coffin].

Now it has probably been digested by the [Ghost Coffin], which has lost 90% of its coffin lid.

And after this stimulation, the degree of recovery of [Ghost Coffin] will greatly increase, becoming more and more terrifying.

But Wu Naicai didn't want to explain so much to Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yanhua.

Regardless of whether the two people understood it or not, he continued:

"Actually, you have noticed the difference in me since the [Starving Ghosts] incident, and later set your sights on my family. But you have never used strong methods, and you want to use gentle methods to secretly obtain what I have."

Power, right?"

"I have to say that you made a smart decision. Firstly, using force will only arouse my disgust. Secondly, in fact, this power... It is completely different from [Ghost] making people become mechanical and indifferent.

It brings the ultimate 'madness', and the consequences after obtaining it are no better than controlling a [ghost]. It is actually a kind of [curse]."

"The most likely result for people who have no direct bloodline with me who want to carry it is to be like those doctors. But now this opportunity has come. Under the influence of the world, [Ghost Coffin] has taken the initiative to accept this madness, and with

[Diseases] are combined together, and the rules between the two interact with each other, just like the interaction between yin and yang.”

"Some pretty good things will be born. This material not only possesses the characteristics of [Ghost Coffin] to suppress [Ghosts], but also exists in the form of [Disease]. It can enter the body of the ghost master and directly attack [Ghosts].

] Perform suppression. After suppression, the number of times the ghost masters use their ghost abilities will greatly increase."

"If you can get that thing in the [Ghost Coffin]... Professor Wang, you can create the perfect ghost master you dream of. Of course, once this kind of behavior is launched, there is no turning back, which is equivalent to actively introducing it to mankind.

[Disease], with these people as the starting point, will trigger a domino effect, [infection] will become more serious later, and the world will become more and more different."

"..."

Wang Xiaoming was silent for a moment, quickly digesting the news, and then asked the question he wanted to know most:

"Can these 'perfect ghost masters' have the same mental state as you?"

"This...how should I put it? I can only answer you, they will be similar to ordinary people."

"How powerful will these 'perfect ghost masters' be?" Wang Xiaoming continued to ask.

"Let me call the thing created by combining [Ghost Coffin] and [Disease] as [Medicine]. The more ghost controllers take [Medicine], the closer the [Ghost] in the body will be to a state of death. Using

The more powerful it is, the more powerful it is. When the [Medicine] accumulates to a certain level, the [Ghost] completely dies, and that is the 'Perfect Ghost Controller', so I can't tell you specifically how powerful it can be."

Wu Nai explained patiently: "How powerful the 'Perfect Ghost Controller' is depends entirely on the amount of [medicine] they take and the terror of the [ghost] they control in their body. Oh, by the way, taking [medicine] does not

You can do too much at once, otherwise the fragile human spirit will easily become confused, so you have to do it bit by bit and divide it many times."

"We can call this process... [Sequence]!"

"【sequence】?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded slightly and did not worry too much about the title.

His sharp eyes moved and fell on Wu Nai: "[Disease] spreads from the bodies of you and your family, and combines with [ghosts]. According to what you said, [medicine] will be born after neutralizing each other, then

Does this mean that you can make unlimited [medicine]?"

"It's not as easy as you think..."
To be continued...
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