When Wang Ling opened his eyes again, it was already evening, and several spotlights shone on his head. He reappeared at No. 60 High School's gate. The place where the space fissure had appeared earlier had already been sealed off by the police with layers of seals and barriers. Several police officers who were inspecting the barrier were startled when they saw this scene … no one had expected this student who had been swallowed up by the space fissure would actually be sent back untouched!
It wasn't just the police; even Wang Ling himself was a little bewildered.
Wang Ling hadn't expected that he would be spat out in the same place as he had been swallowed, which led to the surrounding police officers staring at him as if they were looking at a "rare animal."
"What's going on? Didn't they say that the student had already been swallowed? "The police officers scratched their heads; they had worked overtime for nothing tonight …
…
After being spat out of the space, what came next was naturally the police's statement and all kinds of questions. The whole matter actually wasn't too troublesome, since President Bai was already dead and had offered up his soul. Apart from Wang Ling, there were no other witnesses, so Wang Ling could say whatever he wanted.
It was just that this time, Wang Ling didn't push everything onto Odd Zhuo.
At this stage, it was clear that there was an even more powerful expert pulling the strings behind this President Bai, and this expert was the head of the foreign force Night Chief. At this stage, Wang Ling didn't really want his disciple to take the blame for what had happened abroad, otherwise it would really be a little too much …
It was already midnight when Wang Ling returned home that night. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal personally drove him back to the Wang family's small villa. Standing at the entrance to the villa, it was completely silent …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's car stopped in front of the villa for a while. He thought that the seniors in the villa would come out to pick him up, but in the end, no one came out for a long time, and his expression was a little awkward. "Brother Ling, it seems that the seniors are already resting."
"…"
The corners of Wang Ling's mouth twitched.
Grenade-Throwing, this fake father, cared more about him than his own parents?!
"Brother Ling, rest early. Brother Zhuo and I will be in charge of handling the police station from now on." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal smiled.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal often came into contact with the police station because they courted death all year round, so he was quite familiar with handling all kinds of cases. President Bai's body had been destroyed along with the space, and Wang Ling deduced that his soul had probably been absorbed by Night Ghost Spirit Emperor in the form of a remnant soul … Of course, Wang Ling himself was well aware of this, but he hadn't completely explained it to the police.
Because if he said everything, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly …
His current identity was still that of a student, and the most important thing he had to face was the upcoming final exam. If he were to confess everything to the police, the fact that he had great power would definitely be exposed.
What's more, after today's incident, he had already received a lot of attention …
Wang Ling sighed. His initial goal had just been to be invisible, but now that things had developed to this point, it was a little difficult for him to keep a low profile … Wang Ling felt that when he had directly obtained an SSR in the entrance test at the start of the semester, it had caused a lot of talk. It hadn't been easy for things to calm down recently, but in the end, the focus of attention had shifted back to him …
When he got out of the car, Wang Ling gave the Wuji Umbrella which he had taken from President Bai to Grenade-Throwing for Little Silver to handle.
Wuji Umbrella: "Big brother, Thunder Monkey! Big brother, please take care of me in the future! We'll be one big family from now on! "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"
Grenade-Throwing knew about the Wuji Umbrella being taken back. Because Grenade-Throwing would be responsible for handling a lot of the follow-up matters, he had directly passed on the memories of his and President Bai's fight in the space to Grenade-Throwing, so Grenade-Throwing was the clearest about the entire sequence of events.
The moment he took the black umbrella, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help sighing again: As expected, Brother Ling is still the best! He was actually able to directly erase a magic treasure's contract!
This method was too monstrous … In some sense, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal even felt that Wang Ling was like a game administrator — he had directly used his identity as an administrator to unbind a prop!
But holding the Wuji Umbrella in his hand, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's expression was a little worried. It was very obvious from the way the Wuji Umbrella had spoken just now that it wasn't a proper umbrella. The most important thing was that after its contract had been erased, this Wuji Umbrella was currently ownerless. If something unexpected happened on the way back, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal felt that it would be very difficult for him to suppress it with his own strength.
As a magic treasure with its own uniqueness, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help overthinking things. The reason why this Wuji Umbrella was so well-behaved now was because Wang Ling was here … who knew if it would still behave when Wang Ling wasn't around?
Just as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was thinking this, he saw Wang Ling suddenly grab his hand.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Ling, isn't this a little too fast? I'm not ready yet …"
Wang Ling: "…" What was this guy thinking now …
At that moment, Wang Ling stared at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and said something telepathically, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's face instantly lit up with realization.
…
…
It was as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had predicted. On the way back with the Wuji Umbrella, the Wuji Umbrella which had been lying in the passenger seat suddenly moved slightly, and then it directly floated up into the air, projecting a shadow.
This shadow was the human form of the Wuji Umbrella's weapon spirit. It was a purple-haired girl with long pointy ears and a face covered in bandages. Her name was Wuji.
"Was that big shot just now your friend?" the Wuji Umbrella's weapon spirit asked.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal raised his eyebrows. "What about it?" His intuition was telling him that this Wuji Umbrella was most likely up to some tricks …
Sure enough, as long as Brother Ling wasn't by its side, this umbrella would indeed cause trouble!
Fortunately, everything was within Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's expectations.
When Wang Ling had grabbed his hand just now, he had in fact stored a spell in his "Soul Suppression Ring." Although the Soul Suppression Ring was a resurrection magic artifact, it also had a spatial storage function, and could also be used to store spells.
"It seems you're only at the Soul Formation stage?" the girl asked in a deep voice again.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal laughed. "What do you mean? Are you looking down on Soul Formation cultivators? "
The young girl smiled sinisterly. "No, I was just thinking, if …"
"You'd better have designs on me and use me as a hostage to threaten Brother Ling."
"You could tell?" The girl was startled.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal gripped the steering wheel with a calm expression on his face. "Do you know why Brother Ling touched my hand just now?"
The girl shook her head. "???"
"He stored ten Flames of Purification in my ring, and told me that if you didn't behave, he would directly burn you." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stared at her with a smile. "If you don't believe me, let's try it?"
The girl: "You actually calculated this …"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Do you still want to make a move?"
The girl smiled slightly and then patted Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal on the shoulder. "Hahaha!! I was just joking just now! Aren't we one big family? "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed. "…"
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