In the conference room on the top floor of the Huaxiulian Building, Dean Qi watched the remote broadcast from a distance. Due to the space fault, ordinary communication devices could no longer contact the interior of the secret realm, so this time Dean Qi was under the unified command.
The Huaxiulian conference room uses a spatial sound transmission magic weapon, which captures the spatial ripple signal in the secret realm and completely retransmits the voice and picture back in the form of a repeater.
Seeing the video, Wang Ming kept giving orders to the head of state pretending to be head of state No. 001. General Yi on the side was sweating coldly: "Old Qi, isn't it a bit bad to do this..."
"What's wrong, this matter was approved by the head of state himself." Dean Qi said with a smile.
In fact, the head of state has always been a very playful person...
"The head of state has a command transfer device on his body. Even if Wang Ming sends a signal command remotely, the head of state will know it immediately." Dean Qi stared at the screen with a meaningful smile on his face: "Wang Ming
This kid has always thought that he is very smart, but he didn't expect that this time he would fool us. In fact, he looks quite interesting. I don't know what this kid's expression will be when he knows that he is facing a real head of state.
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General Yi: "..."
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On the other side, Wang Ling and Wang Ming were resting in the dormitory.
Wang Ling rested his head on the bed with one arm, while Wang Ming kept tinkering with his bottles.
This is a person who can't take any time off at all.
"Aren't you sleepy?" Wang Ling stared at Wang Ming's back and asked via voice transmission.
"Why are you sleepy?" Wang Ming replied, but his hands were not idle at all: "Before setting off this time, I took an Essence Replenishing Pill. If you take one of these pills, an ordinary person can become a cultivator."
Even if I stay awake for a long time, my physique can last for about seven days. Now this thing is selling very well, and the white-collar thieves like it, and they have given this pill a very nice name: Matsu Pill."
Wang Ling: "???"
Wang Ming: "Mom no longer has to worry about my sudden death pill."
Wang Ling: "..."
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Half an hour later, Wang Ming finally clapped his hands and posed as if he was done.
He had just been tinkering on the table for a long time, placing a lot of bottles and cans. Finally, Wang Ling discovered that what Wang Ming had made was a very small chip. The chip was transparent and very light-transmissive.
Only half the size of a fingernail.
Wang Ling didn't know what the purpose of this chip was. Later he saw Wang Ming take out a Tiancai sword from the charged storage ring. He gently pressed the button on the hilt and a card popped up.
groove.
Wang Ming used tweezers to pick up the chip, placed the chip smoothly into the card slot, and then pushed it in again.
"It's completed, the upgraded version of the Black Technology Tiancai Sword."
Wang Ming holds the sword in one hand without any effort at all.
After his remodeling, the material of the sword body has changed to become lighter. Even if an ordinary person holds the sword, it is as light as a feather. But the key is that the power of the sword itself has not weakened at all, but has been greatly strengthened.
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"I have been working on this chip for a long time, and there is still only a little bit left to finish. Now my sword made of natural materials is completely finished." Wang Ming said proudly.
"What's the use?" Wang Ling asked curiously.
"This chip is a voice-activated receiving device, and it has a wide range of reception, and it only works on my voice. Let me demonstrate it to you."
At this time, Wang Ming placed the Tiancai Sword directly ten meters away from him, then spread his arms: "——Here comes the sword!"
Wang Ling saw that the Tiancai Sword on the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and turned into an aurora and quickly and accurately returned to Wang Ming's palm.
Wang Ling: "..."
Wang Ming was holding the sword, with a relaxed and leisurely expression on his face. Logically speaking, a normal scientist would be extremely nervous when he invents something, because basically all inventions are made after countless failures.
Perfectly formed.
This is where Wang Ming's abnormality lies. Everything that passes through Wang Ming's hands is never remade, and is basically a one-time success.
Wang Ming took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sword blade: "My uncle called me before and asked me to take more care of you during this event."
Wang Ling: "..."
Wang Ming: "You attracted too much attention to the matter about President Bai before. There were so many people at this event, and you didn't realize that many students and teachers were staring at it when they were queuing up in the square.
Do you see it?"
Wang Ling nodded.
Because this is true...
He had vaguely heard a lot of voices when he was in the square before, and most of these voices were from students from other schools. Most people knew that a freshman in No. 60 Middle School was almost killed by the Demon Hunters a while ago.
Fortunately, Zhuo Yi took action to suppress the media opinion. No photo of Wang Ling could be found in any news media...
Therefore, the students and teachers in the square who were curious about Wang Ling actually had no idea who his classmate Wang Ling was.
Otherwise, Wang Ling would have thought that he would be busy in the square this time.
"So you have to listen to me for this event, and try not to do anything if you can, you know." Wang Ming stared at Wang Ling with a serious look on his face: "You know, your autographed photo is being hyped outside. Fortunately, before
Zhuo Qi suppressed the photo matter, otherwise a lot of people would have found you in the square just now and asked you for your autograph."
Wang Ling was shocked: "..."
In fact, Wang Ling never expected that the impact of this matter would be so great...
"It's mainly due to some superstitious parents of students. Those parents think that you have escaped death and are full of fairy spirit. Moreover, there are rumors on the Internet that you are the mascot of No. 60 Middle School, and the timing is just right.
In time for the college entrance examination, there will be many people who want to take advantage of your immortality."
At this point, Wang Ming took out his mobile phone, showed a photo to Wang Ling, and sighed deeply: "This is the photo taken by the old man Li at the gate of the school this morning after the No. 60 Middle School bus arrived in Peiyuan District.
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Wang Ling stared at the photo and found that there was an incense burner placed at the school gate...
Wang Ming took back his phone: "This incense burner has been removed, but you still have to be careful, you know?"
Today’s parents are really more crazy than the last!
"But some people just want an autograph, which is considered very civilized. I heard that there are some perverts who plan to put your photo in a bag and carry it with them!"
Suddenly, Wang Ming grabbed Wang Ling's shoulder: "Brother! Don't worry, I have an upgraded version of the Tiancai Sword this time, and the command authority of Head of State No. 001, which will definitely protect you perfectly! From perverted attacks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a brocade bag fell on the ground...
Wang Ling saw that it fell out of the white coat Wang Ming was wearing...