Director Du smiled and turned to the excited young man named Mao Xuelong: "Xiao Mao, go knock on the door and notify Deputy Director Shishihara that the group has arranged a new job for him."

"Okay, Director."

Mao Xuelong was the one who was beaten up by Ishihara and threatened to send him to the mining area. He was very excited now and had already figured out how to be sarcastic.

Director Du brought him here specifically, and this is the same thing. It is a blessing in the world to beat the dog in the water.

In fact, the investigation is just a form. After Qi Ping cleverly obtained the letter of understanding and poured feces, he had lost his future in the group.

The logic is very simple. You can use various means or even violate the laws set by the group. However, if you are attacked by others and are unable to fight back, although the senior management of the group will not specifically explore your illegal problems according to the unspoken rules, they will definitely use other methods to punish them. To put it simply, it will be cold.

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one opened it. Director Du snorted coldly: "You guys, break the door open."

The staff behind him took out the tools, cut the door hard and kicked it open.

Mao Xuelong jumped in first, and several people searched roughly and found that Antai Ishihara was lying on his bed, looking haggard and dying.

"Ishihara, the group's investigation has been made. As the group's special commissioner, you are stationed in the lower mine in Jizhou, and are responsible for inspecting the mine safety work. Don't install an old guy, get up for me."

Mao Xuelong said very, very rampantly. He understood the intention of Director Du brought him here, and he also wanted to slap Ishihara Antai in the face.

Anta Ishihara raised his eyelids and closed his eyes without even saying anything.

Director Du's expression was a little playful and said to several people: "Since Ishihara is sick, then take him to the group hospital for a good look."

Mao Xuelong had no choice but to nod, and walked forward to build Ishihara. Several people carried him into the car and pulled him to the group headquarters.

After about two hours, the doctor from the Science and Technology Discovery Department said to Director Du: "Ishihara's body suddenly collapsed due to excessive mental pressure and various functions were seriously damaged. He needed to be hospitalized for continuous treatment."

Director Du nodded. At this point, it was impossible to send Ishihara to the mining area as a special commissioner. According to the unspoken rules of the group's senior management, he would not do anything for himself. Since he had no possibility of promotion, let him retire.

"Retirement at the deputy director level is cheaper."

Antai Ishihara was wearing a ventilator on his head, his eyes half-closed and a stern flashed by.

On the other side, Chen Lu, who had not left the house for a long time, finally walked out of the house. She was wearing a cloak similar to a raincoat, covered herself tightly and walked towards the suburbs.

When she arrived in the suburbs, it was almost late at night. It was very desolate, but she was not afraid at all. She took out her searchlight and seemed to be looking for something.

"Dad, mom. I can't go to find you yet."

This is a rock crack, about three meters long and about one meter wide. When you look down, you can feel the burning heat waves and hear the gurgling sound of magma.

She squatted down there silently, murmured something, and then searched around with a searchlight.

About half an hour later, she picked up a black naked female sculpture in the pile of rocks. The stone sculpture was about the size of a palm, and seemed to have a mysterious rhythm.

"It seems that Anta Ishihara is ready to fight for his life, so that's fine. I should prepare too. Since I can't take the normal path, then take a shortcut. Anyway, I'm afraid. Isn't it, Black Stone Girl?"

The black statue suddenly swayed violently, floating in the air, making a "giggle" laugh, which seemed particularly cunning in this dark and empty suburb.

"You are very qualified. If you convert to me and follow me, Ishihara will get the ticket and we will get it all."

A thick black mist surged out from the statue. Chen Lu opened her arms and hugged the black mist without any mind, allowing the black mist to surge into her body.

In the group hospital, Anta Ishihara was lying on the hospital bed, and suddenly a thick black mist gushed out from his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears, and gradually turned into a human form, similar to his appearance.

The black fog was almost integrated with the night in the dark room, and was actually grinning. The human figure gradually dissipated and turned into a pure black fog, floating out along the crack of the door.

"Hehe, this is what you sent me to the Science and Technology Discovery Department."

At the same time, Qi Ping was in the psychic energy workshop to refine psychic materials.

Just this afternoon, Su Guanyi finally came back. Although he pretended to be fine, Qi Ping saw his condition through identification techniques. [Seriously injured] [Black Stone Curse: Seven Days remaining].

Su Guanyi has definitely not only purchased materials these days, and he must have something else to do.

But Qi Ping couldn't interfere in the other party's affairs, after all, Su Guanyi was unwilling to say it.

He just remembered the name of Black Stone Curse. Based on the taboo knowledge he learned, he did not know the existence of Black Stone. In other words, it is definitely not considered a Si Chen, or the person named, and is likely to be a powerful psychic?

If there is a similar name, probably only the famous Black Mist who serves Si Chen's "Chin Cup".

Qi Ping did not care too much about these things. He has been constantly practicing his skills in his dreams these days, and has created psychic guns and camouflage masks in his dreams more than a dozen times.

Today is the moment of practice. Qiping began to murmur like a sleepy dream. It was the language of the virtual realm and a mysterious communication. If translated, it would probably be like this.

"When we look at the flame, what do we see? When we find this, it speaks: a word that gives transformational divinity, and this change occurs as burnt skin peels off...

Daytime casting furnace, I sincerely call you, you are casting and changing..."

Accompanied by the flush ritual and singing, spiritual energy surged like a tide, and runes emerged from nothingness. His panel attribute column clearly showed [Crazy 2 (Secret Legend of the Void Realm - Pure White Gate +1, Void Realm's Miserable Words +1)]. As his singing continued, the Crazy suddenly appeared from 2→3, and the line of will calibration information continued to emerge.

The blue legendary achievement of [Dust Warrior] on the panel kept flashing, and the +5 will allowed Qi Ping to pass various illusions and whispers without any influence.

The phantom of the day furnace is coming at this moment.

Qi Ping can choose the ordinary refining mode to create a white quality psychic gun and mask, but he is not willing to do so. Since the will +5 is so powerful that he can resist the madness, why not take a gamble and make a bigger one?

If you choose white quality now, you may die on the spot due to lack of strength one day in the future.

As the phantom of the furnace enveloped the entire workbench of the psychic workshop, the pig iron and the cracked iron, which was originally made of ordinary materials, were mixed into part of the sterling silver, and with the help of the runes of the platform itself and the power of the day furnace, the best materials were cast.

The scorching flames, solemnly exuded the mysterious phantom of the furnace, and the flush-focused gaze, the mental power was moved to the extreme and controlled the spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!