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"Shi Ling Banner?"

Of course, for those who don't know this flag, they naturally don't understand why it is named this way.

"You will know in the future." Qin Ming smiled and put it off for the time being.

After leaving Gu Qing's place, Qin Ming returned to the residence of the academy, intending to take a good rest.

After casting tools, he has officially embarked on the road of practicing as a tool spiritist, and he can no longer call Qin Ming Mengxin.

In the college, his current cultivation progress is enough to compare with the senior students above the second grade or even the third grade.

He just lacks a chance to become famous in one battle right now. Once he shows his edge, he will be known quickly, and then he will be on the big stage full of stars. He already has this strength.

Just like Gu Tao some time ago, the strength and cultivation she showed in the training camp have already been spread.

Even the little golden tripod that he brought with him was also hotly discussed on the Internet. After all, it was a Qimang weapon, and it was no small matter.

Even in Gulan City and the surrounding small towns, there were news reports about Gu Tao.

Although Gu Tao's reputation is not as good as that of Zhuang Wen and others, but as a rising star who has just risen, Gu Tao definitely has the potential to reach or even surpass Zhuang Wen and others.

After all, Zhuang Wen's cool soul-slaying knife is just a five-pointed weapon spirit.

Of course, fame is not what Qin Ming or Gu Tao are after.

Gu Tao's pursuit of food, um, no, is the pursuit of the spirit of adventure.

Ye Wen and Qin Ming are somewhat similar. At first, they practiced to make their parents and themselves have a better life.

But after embarking on the road of cultivation, Ye Wen began to pursue self-improvement after achieving her goal, and wanted to go to further places to see.

Qin Ming wanted to understand the composition of the world, the source of the logger, and the end of his cultivation because of his knowledge of the other world.

Of course, that's all for the future, right now he just wants to live every day well.

Lying in bed, about to rest,

The phone rang suddenly.

"Xiao Ming, what's going on?" Qin Ma's voice came from the other end of the phone, and her tone was a little anxious.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming asked.

"Why did you suddenly transfer 500,000 credit points to your dad's account? How did you suddenly have so much money?" Qin Ma said quickly.

Having such a large amount of money in your account all of a sudden can be unsettling indeed.

Before, the bald head sponsored him a set of caster pills, so that his one million task bonus was not used.

Considering that the money was not urgently needed for the time being, Qin Ming simply transferred 500,000 to his parents after he came back.

Now he is successful in casting, just like Ye Wen said, making money is not too difficult for him, just accepting a few college tasks.

The conditions at home are average, and he also wants to let his parents live a good life first.

However, he didn't handle it well, so he should contact his parents after sending the money to reassure them.

The main reason is that I was so full of thoughts about the casting afterwards that I forgot about it.

Immediately explained to Qin's mother on the phone.

At first Qin's mother insisted on not wanting it, thinking that Qin Ming needed the money more to practice 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, so the half a million yuan would probably not be used, even if he persuaded it, it would not help.

All he has to do is to send money to his parents from time to time to let them know that the half a million is really nothing, and then maybe they will use it without any worries.

Talked to my parents about my college life and current situation.

Of course, he didn't mention anything about the danger in the inter-school mission, so as not to make them worry in vain.

After leaving home, he will often call his family in this way, greet them twice, and exchange a few pleasantries to reassure them.

 …

In a barren suburb in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there is a building.

There are rows of low houses and several large warehouse-like buildings. A huge engine is particularly conspicuous among them. The huge metal propeller is spinning at high speed, making bursts of humming. The thick pipes below connect There are several other large buildings.

A power grid was erected around the periphery, and there was a sign on the power grid saying that no one was allowed to enter.

Several cars slowly approached from a distance and entered the power grid unimpeded.

A group of people in black windbreakers sat in the car, one of them was the yellow hair who had fought against Qin Ming and others.

The vehicle is parked next to a large building.

"Take them all down." Huang Mao ordered casually after getting out of the car.

"Yes." Those men in black walked towards two of the large transport vehicles.

All the people inside were released, but they were all vagrants with shabby clothes and fluffy faces.

There are forty or fifty people in the two cars.

It seemed that they didn't know that they were coming here. At this time, the homeless people seemed a little cowering and panicked.

"Don't worry, here is what you want to eat, and not only is there food, it can also give you the strength comparable to a cultivator. As long as you are honest, your destiny will change." Huang Mao said to a group of homeless people .

"Really, really..." the tramp asked cautiously.

"Of course, you will know in the future, and you will thank me for bringing you here." The corner of Huang Mao's mouth slightly raised, and he waved after speaking.

A group of men in black took the group of homeless people to a certain place 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 door knocker and slowly opened the two heavy iron doors.

The scene inside appeared before Huang Mao's eyes.

Large and sophisticated instruments are lined up on both sides, and several fully armed staff are moving back and forth to manipulate the instruments.

Looking up, you can still see the second floor, and there are separate compartments up the stairs.

"Where is your lord?" Huang Mao asked.

Seeing that it was Huang Mao, a staff member immediately put down the work at hand and replied, "I'm in the No. 2 laboratory."

"Laboratory No. 2? The deep ghost has already agreed?" Huang Mao was taken aback, then laughed.

"Yes, the planting was just completed yesterday." The staff member nodded and replied.

"Hehe, interesting." Huang Mao whispered to himself, stepped up to the second floor, and came to a cubicle.

On the door plate is marked the words of No. 2 laboratory, push the door and enter.

In the laboratory, stood an old man in a lab coat, with a white beard on his face, but his eyes were quite deep.

If Gu Qing saw this old man here, he would feel very familiar.

Although his face looked much older, this old man was his friend who escaped from prison.

The old man's name is Hagrid, and he was responsible for the explosion of the chemical plant in Shanze City and the subsequent self-explosion and chaos of the reformed people.

He is also, as Gu Qing guessed, the real leader behind the mysterious organization of the men in black.

He has always believed that his research results are extremely correct, and has been secretly doing related human experiments.

The purpose of setting up this mysterious organization hidden in the dark is nothing more than to assist him in completing his own research.

Seeing the yellow hair come in, Hagrid was still staring at the experiment report in his hand, and said slowly, "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 products needed for the experiment." Huang Mao replied.

"What about the concentrate?" Hagrid continued.

The smile on Huang Mao's face froze for a moment, and then he whispered: "I'm very sorry, I couldn't bring that Kong He back."

Then he truthfully told the story of his encounter with Zhuang Wen, Qin Taolong and others.

Hagrid was silent for a while, and then said: "Forget it, if 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, and I will definitely bring back the news about the concentrate." Huang Mao said immediately.

"No need, you have other arrangements in the future. I will leave the matter of the concentrate to the deep ghosts." Hagrid said, looking at a naked man lying on the bed beside him.

There are a lot of experimental scars on the man's naked body.

At the position of his heart, there is actually a large red crystal inlaid, which is exuding a faint red light.

And in the muscles of his limbs, there are four small tubes embedded, and the inside of the tubes is full of light red clear liquid.

This is different from the blue pipes of the group of men in black, and looks even more special.

Close your eyes tightly, Qin Ming and Ye Wen have seen this face before, it is the wanted criminal who escaped into the train back then.

He is the deep ghost in Hagrid's mouth, 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 a success. The red liquid can only be tolerated by strong fighters. Ordinary people still can't bear 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 a cultivator under my experiment. Although this experiment has made progress, it is still only a semi-finished product. It is far from real success. .”

Huangmao knew Hagrid's experimental philosophy, and he was Hagrid's most capable assistant.

"My lord, you can definitely set off a worldwide cultivation reform, and I must let everyone know that you are right!"

When he said this, his originally sloppy expression appeared a little fanatical, as if he was talking to his own beliefs.

On the contrary, Hagrid's expression remained calm, and this little success in front of him did not satisfy him.

But the necessary comfort for his subordinates is still necessary.

Pat Huang Mao on the shoulder to indoctrinate and brainwash ideas.

He was not good at these things before, but since he started to establish this underground organization, he has quickly absorbed and mastered the methods of these so-called power holders.

At this moment, Shen Gui, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The circle of eyeballs was a strange red.

"My friend, congratulations on your new life." Huang Mao returned to his usual laxity and smiled at Shen Gui.

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