"It's called a wishing candle, also called a guidance candle. It's a candle that will never melt, at least it didn't melt during our testing."

Ji Zijun explained in a low voice:

"After testing, we found that as long as the candle is lit and the tester is within the light range, and the person concentrates on repeatedly chanting or visualizing the desired object, its special effect will be triggered."

"The wishing candle will project the environment of the desired object into the mind of the tester. This is the specific experimental record for your review."

Ji Zijun did not describe it in detail, but handed over a tablet computer.

She believed that it might be more intuitive for Arthur to view the experimental records with his own eyes than the Foundation's summary.

Ning Xiuyuan took the tablet and started reading.

I have to admit that the foundation's testing of the wishing candles was meticulous.

According to the experimental records, the scope of the votive candle's capabilities is basically clear at a glance.

Votive candles are largely unresponsive to things that are abstract, conceptual, or perhaps far beyond their capabilities.

for example:

"I want to become a god", "I want to be a painter", "I want to become a woman", "I want to have shooting skills"...etc.

For things that exist rationally, the wishing candle will give feedback.

for example:

"I want to own a car", "I want to know where my ring is", "I want to know where the Peanuts statue is", "I want to know how to get to Graham Street"...etc.

As long as something exists in the real world, the wishing candle will project its surrounding images into the mind of the person making the wish.

‘No wonder it’s also called the Guiding Candle. It’s clearly a universal search device?’

Ning Xiuyuan flipped through the information and felt quite satisfied.

"Okay, that's it!" Ning Xiuyuan handed the tablet back.

"Okay, I'll have them deliver it right away." Ji Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out his cell phone and sent a message to the foundation.

After hitting the enter key, the two fell into silence.

"If you find your hometown, will you come to this world again?" After a long time, Ji Zijun broke the silence.

"Let's wait until I find it!"

Ning Xiuyuan dealt with it casually, but suddenly realized that he had not had a strong desire to go home for a long time.

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself. Where is his hometown that he is attached to? It is clearly a comfort zone that he can control.

"Then can we establish in-depth cooperation? Just like this time." Ji Zijun tried again.

"I don't like restraint..."

Ning Xiuyuan subconsciously wanted to refuse. He still knew very well how much he weighed.

The Foundation wanted to establish cooperation with him simply because it saw the power he showed in the events of the God of Fertility and the Hatred of Flesh.

Unfortunately, these two incidents are filled with too many coincidences.

Therefore, it is okay to occasionally help the foundation as much as possible in exchange for any reward;

When establishing deep cooperation, are you afraid that the Foundation will find out the details and be contained?

Don't forget, this foundation is the master who dared to chant the white curse after seeing the power of the white worm.

Regardless of how polite they are now, once they find out his weakness, they might kill him.

Keeping it mysterious is the greatest deterrent!

However, if we establish cooperation, we can actually do a lot of things!

For example, searching for high-value extraordinary characteristics, extraordinary items, or even completing extraordinary rituals in depth...etc.

"I don't like restraint, and I rarely stay here. Cooperation is unnecessary." Ning Xiuyuan still refused indifferently.

Some fragmented thoughts quietly emerged in my mind.

"I'm sorry, we were rude." A trace of disappointment appeared on Ji Zijun's face.

While the two were talking, a man in work clothes came over, presented a wooden box, and then turned and left.

Ji Zijun handed the wooden box to Ning Xiuyuan.

Ning Xiuyuan took the wooden box without opening it, stood up and said, "I'm leaving, take care."

With that said, Ning Xiuyuan raised his feet and was about to leave.

Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly stopped again, grabbed the air, took out a revolver out of thin air, bent down and placed it between Ji Zijun's knees.

——This is not the revolver that Bishop Byron gave him, but a weapon that he traded on the black market.

"When you commit suicide in the future, remember to use the silver bullet, of course, preferably after emptying the other five bullets!"

"Good luck to you, my kindred spirit."

Ning Xiuyuan put down the revolver, then turned around and walked away.

Ji Zijun stared blankly at the revolver between his knees. Is he... caring about me?

Thoughts flashed through her mind, she grabbed the revolver in confusion and stood up.

The long street is crowded with people, but Arthur has long since disappeared, and may not even be in this world or this universe anymore.

An indescribable sense of loss and loneliness lingered in her heart, with inexplicable throbbing.

Not long after, an armed mobile task force disguised as police officers hurried over.

"Ms. Ji Zijun, this revolver..."

Before the mobile task force leader could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Zijun.

"He gave this to me."

She subconsciously clenched the revolver and hugged it to her chest. This scene scared the mobile task force to the point where cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

This is the weapon gifted by Godslayer, Doomsday Savior, Arthurs!

You can guess it with hair, it must be extraordinary.

The revolver has no safety measures. If the gun misfires, isn't this what the team is responsible for?

"this……"

"I'll hold the gun, and I'll go back with you." Ji Zijun was unwilling to hand over the revolver in his hand to the foundation.

As a senior member of the Foundation, she knew very well what the Foundation would do if it got the revolver. There were six bullets in total, and most of them would test-fire one.

This is absolutely intolerable to her.

Because he gave it to her.

"Okay, Ms. Ji Zijun."

The captain had obviously received the order and agreed to Ji Zijun's request without any hesitation, but his eyes were a little strange.

——Ji Zijun's unwillingness to hand over the revolver made him wonder if she was infected by some unknown meme?

Soon, under the escort of the mobile task force, Ji Zijun and others arrived at the nearest station.

As soon as he met the receptionist, Ji Zijun explained the best-of-both-worlds method that he had thought of along the way.

"I remember that the Foundation has a Vientiane Tree. I think you can make a copy of it for research purposes. As for this revolver, he personally gave it to me. I don't want to be institutionalized. I think if he sees it next time

If I don't carry a revolver, I will definitely feel dissatisfied and the consequences will be disastrous."

The Vientiane Tree is one of the objects kept by the Foundation.

It appears as an apple tree and can copy any object that comes into contact with its bark. The clone will grow in the form of a fruit, and its maximum weight will not exceed 200 pounds.

Including living organisms.

For example: humans, cats and dogs.

Interestingly, the average lifespan of a living replica is similar to that of a mature fruit, and can only survive for about two weeks. An autopsy found that the internal fermentation of the replica began before death.

The foundation has tried to use the Vientiane tree to replicate the Peanut statue.

Finally, I got a brand new replica Peanut statue.

Experiments have found that the replica will make a violent hunting gesture at a dramatically slow speed, and the process is not affected by whether it is being observed.

It seems to only have one thousandth, no, one ten thousandth of the power of the original body.

"Ms. Ji Zijun, your idea is exactly what the Foundation has just discussed. If this revolver really has incredible power, maybe it will affect the history of the Foundation." The person who responded said solemnly.

Yes, the Foundation is more interested in this revolver than the magic book gifted by Arthur.

Because it is very likely to bring about a revolution in weapons in the world of occultism!

"That's great!" Ji Zijun was pleasantly surprised.

"However, Ms. Ji Zijun, before that, we hope you can do a comprehensive examination." The person who responded said again.

"Huh?" Ji Zijun was startled, then looked annoyed: "Do you think I am infected by memes? Is Arthurs like this?"

"Arthur is not a human being." The person who responded narrowed his eyes and said faintly: "He is... a god!"
Chapter completed!