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Chapter 340

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Ever since Wang Ming had met Zhai Yin, he had felt as if he had been possessed by a ghost … In other words, this Zhai Yin was harder to deal with than a ghost. It looked like he had been warned by Wang Ling at the Wang family's small villa, which was why Zhai Yin hadn't followed him. But the truth was that Wang Ming had personally brought it up with President Qi after leaving the villa the last time. If it hadn't been for President Qi's order, Zhai Yin would probably have continued to stubbornly follow Wang Ling around today.

As soon as he returned to his room on the second floor, Wang Ming plopped down on the bed as if he had returned to his own room. He truly felt mentally and physically exhausted.

The most troublesome thing about this matter was that Zhai Yin wasn't afraid of Wang Ming complaining to President Qi at all, which could be seen from his attitude after entering the room just now. After all, President Qi had gone to great lengths to poach this person back then, and President Qi couldn't just dismiss him at his whim. At most, Wang Ming would just raise a suggestion.

This was what it meant when it was easy to invite a god in, but hard to send one away …

Of course, there were a lot of complicated factors involved. Wang Ming was a key target of state protection, so in theory, he couldn't refuse anyone the state arranged for him. It was just that as one of the state's scientific researchers, he couldn't get rid of Zhai Yin's "protection" even when he was doing research; the feeling of being watched was too painful.

"Ling Ling! I want to die! "

Wang Ming complained as he lay on the bed. "Do you know, this guy is from the Magnificent Immortal Special Forces Brigade …"

Wang Ling's eyes couldn't help twitching slightly at this title. Since coming into contact with No. 60 High School's school guard Old Li, Wang Ling had privately learned about the structure of the national special forces. The Magnificent Immortal Special Forces Brigade was the star of the special forces, and was also the department that directly governed many of them. In comparison, Seven Stars, where Old Li was, could only be considered a small branch.

Anyone who came out of Magnificent Immortal was an expert, and definitely had impressive strength.

"Now you should know why President Qi can't send him away after poaching him, right?" Wang Ming looked at Wang Ling and sighed helplessly. "Also, this guy's identity is very special …"

Wang Ling: "?"

"Magnificent Immortal owns Huaxiu nation's largest depository of Buddhist texts, which contains a lot of secret manuals that have been passed down since ancient times. Back then, in order to protect the Depository of Buddhist Texts, the country specially set up a special force to protect it all day, and Magnificent Immortal was founded on this foundation. "Wang Ming said," Do you know the Sweeping Divine Monk? "

"…" Wang Ling nodded.

"That guy's status is about the same as the Sweeping Divine Monk. He used to look after the Scripture Pavilion under Magnificent Immortal, and his position was equivalent to that of a librarian. I don't know what kind of snake poison it was, but Old Qi dug it up and left it with me … "

Wang Ling: "…"





Perhaps it was because he had been tormented by Zhai Yin every day during this period of time, Wang Ming complained to Wang Ling upstairs for a full half an hour before he was able to vent his pent-up frustrations. He knew that Wang Ling's room had a soundproof barrier, so he wasn't afraid of Zhai Yin hearing him at all.

It had been fine when no one had followed him before, but now that Zhai Yin was with him, Wang Ming even had to check his phone's text messages from time to time, which annoyed him.

But despite all his complaints, Wang Ling actually knew that Wang Ming had his own selfish motives.

Since Wang Ming couldn't be driven away, there was always value in keeping him around. Apart from protecting Wang Ming, Zhai Yin actually had another great potential that could be unearthed … In some sense, Wang Ming felt that Zhai Yin's brain was also quite exquisite, and wasn't inferior to his most powerful brain at all. After all, Zhai Yin had been in Magnificent Immortal's Scripture Pavilion for hundreds of years, and was now a mobile Scripture Pavilion!

Wang Ming: "Ling … you say that this Zhai Yin has such a vast store of knowledge, then is there any record in the Scripture Pavilion that can help me cultivate?"

The corners of Wang Ling's mouth twitched. "…"

What kind of nonsense was this guy thinking about …

Wang Ming had been unable to cultivate since he was a child because of his physique … but physique wasn't something that could be changed just because you wanted to. Of course, if Wang Ming really wanted to cultivate, it actually wasn't impossible. Wang Ling knew a forbidden spell that could be used in an equivalent exchange, and the most valuable thing on Wang Ming's body was his "brain." Exchanging his brain for the possibility of cultivating … in Wang Ling's opinion, this was no different from being mentally retarded.

If you didn't even have a brain, how the hell could you cultivate?!

"There are a lot of things hidden in Magnificent Immortal's Scripture Pavilion that you've never heard of or seen before. Maybe there's a technique inside that can help you suppress your aura, and you might be able to break away from the talisman in the future! "

Wang Ming cupped his chin and looked at Wang Ling seriously. "Ling, why don't you knock Zhai Yin out, and then I'll dissect his head to study it?"

Wang Ling: "…" Why was he thinking about something so terrifying with a straight face …

Ignoring Wang Ming's wild imagination, Wang Ling directly opened his Heavenly Eye and took the Heavenly Materials sword out of its field of vision.

It wasn't until he saw this sword that Wang Ming patted his head; he had almost forgotten what he was here for!

"I'll take this sword back to study it." Wang Ming nodded and put the sword away in his storage ring. The ring was charged with spirit energy, otherwise Wang Ming wouldn't have been able to operate the storage space at all without spirit energy. When the ring ran out of spirit energy, Wang Ming would recharge it. Usually, after it was fully charged, Wang Ming could use it for about a week.

This kind of semi-black technology cultivation magic treasure was Wang Ming's specialty.

"Oh, that's right, Lingzi, I also have something for you."

Wang Ming manipulated the storage ring on his hand and placed an egg-shaped object the size of a palm into Wang Ling's hand.

"You probably don't know yet, but this is auntie's time capsule. Before you were born, auntie stored the drafts of her novels in this capsule. At that time, uncle and auntie asked me to seal up the manuscripts, so I took them back to the lab and made them into time capsules. " Speaking up to this point, Wang Ming had an embarrassed expression on his face. "But there was a small accident at the time …"

"?" Wang Ling held the capsule with a puzzled expression.

"At that time, in order to track down the old devil, General Yi specially activated the power of the Stone Gate to send the surveillance chip I had developed back to the past. But before the official process started, that group of people wanted to find something to test it out on … "

Wang Ling: "…"

Speaking up to this point, Wang Ming covered his face helplessly. "Then, some idiot sent this time capsule to the past, and it wasn't until recently that it came back …"

Wang Ling: "…"

Wang Ming: "So I think it's more reliable to leave it with you …"

Wang Ling: "…"

Wang Ming had been uneasy the whole time when the time capsule had been missing, and now that it was back in Wang Ling's hands, he could finally heave a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that's right, before auntie stopped writing, she changed her pen name and wrote a draft of her unpublished work in here. If you're interested, you can take a look, it's pretty well written! " Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wang Ming looked at Wang Ling and said excitedly, "And the pen name is quite domineering!"

What was it called?

Wang Ling asked.

Wang Ming: "Numinous Mother!"

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