"Release the spirit flag?"

    Of course, for those who do not understand this flag, they naturally do not understand why they choose this name.

    "You''ll know later." Qin Ming smiled and sold it temporarily.

    After Gu Qing came out, Qin Ming returned to the residence of the college and planned to have a good rest.

    After casting the ware, he also officially embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, and he can no longer call Qin Ming Mengxin.

    In the college, his current cultivation progress is enough to compare the old students in grade 2 and even above grade 3.

    He now lacks a chance to become famous in World War I. once he shows his edge, he will be quickly known, so as to ascend the big stage of stars. He already has this strength.

    Just like Gu Tao some time ago, the strength and accomplishments she showed in the training have already been spread.

    His little golden tripod was also discussed on the Internet. After all, it was a seven awn device spirit, which was no small matter.

    Even Gulan city and the surrounding small cities have reported the news about Gu Tao.

    Although Gu Tao is not as famous as Zhuang Wen and other people''s congresses, as a rising star, Gu Tao definitely has the potential to reach or even surpass Zhuang Wen and others.

    After all, Zhuang Wen''s cool soul chopping knife is just a five awn weapon.

    Of course, fame is not what Qin Ming or Gu Tao pursue.

    Gu Tao pursues eating. Well, no, he pursues the spirit of adventure.

    Ye Wen and Qin Ming are somewhat similar. At first, their cultivation is to make their parents and themselves live better.

    But after embarking on the road of cultivation, after reaching her goal, ye Wen began to pursue self-improvement and wanted to go further.

    Qin Ming wants to understand the composition of the world, the source of the login, and what is the end of cultivation.

    Of course, that''s all in the future. Now he just wants to make every day better.

    Lying in bed, I was about to rest when my mobile phone suddenly rang.

    "Xiao Ming, what''s the matter?" Qin''s mother''s voice came from the other end of the mobile phone, and her tone was a little worried.

    "What''s the matter?" Qin Ming asked.

    "Why did you suddenly transfer 500000 credit points to your father''s account? Why did you suddenly have so much money?" Qin Ma said quickly.

    It''s really disturbing to have such a large amount of money in your account all at once.

    Before, bald head sponsored him a set of casting pill package, so that his one million task bonus was not used.

    Considering that he didn''t need the money urgently for the time being, Qin Ming simply transferred it to his parents after he came back.

    Now he has achieved success in casting. As ye Wen said, it is not too difficult for him to make money. Just take a few college tasks.

    The conditions at home are average. He also wants his parents to live a good life first.

    However, he also failed to deal with some problems. He should contact his parents after making money to make them feel at ease.

    After that, I was full of thinking about the caster and forgot about it.

    Immediately explain to Qin Ma on the phone.

    At first, Qin''s mother insisted on not. She thought that Qin Ming needed the money more for cultivation outside, but she accepted it reluctantly under Qin Ming''s constant persuasion.

    Qin Ming knows the character of Qin''s father and mother. He still won''t use more than 500000. Even if he persuades him, it won''t help.

    All he has to do is to give money to his parents from time to time in the future to let them know that this 500000 is really nothing. Maybe they will use it without worry at that time.

    He talked with his parents about his college life and recent situation.

    Of course, he did not mention the dangers of the inter school task, so as not to let them worry in vain.

    After leaving home, he would often talk to his family, greet them and greet them, so as to reassure them.

    ......

    In a deserted suburb in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a building.

    There are rows of low-rise houses, as well as several large warehouse buildings. A huge engine is particularly conspicuous. The huge metal propeller is rotating at high speed and buzzing. The thick pipes below are connected to several other large buildings.

    A circle of power grid was erected around the periphery, and there was a sign of no admittance on the power grid.

    Several cars came slowly from a distance and entered the power grid unimpeded.

    On the bus sat a group of people in black windbreaker, one of whom was the yellow hair who had fought with Qin Ming and others.

    The vehicle was parked next to a large building.

    "Take them all down," Huang Mao said casually after getting off the bus.

    "Yes." the men in black walked to two of the large transport vehicles.

    All the people inside were released, but they were all tramps with shabby clothes and fluffy faces.

    The two cars add up to forty or fifty people.

    It seemed that they didn''t know they were coming here. At this time, the tramps looked a little timid and panicked.

    "Don''t worry, there''s food you want, not only food, but also strength comparable to cultivators. As long as you are honest, your destiny will change." Huang Mao said to a group of tramps.

    "Really, really..." the tramp asked carefully.

    "Of course, you will know in the future, and you will thank me for bringing you here." Huang Mao raised his mouth slightly and waved.

    A group of people in black took the tramps to a place deep in the building.

    Huang Mao came to a large warehouse alone, and two people in black were guarding the gate.

    "Open the door," said Huang Mao.

    The two men in black immediately grabbed the gate ring and slowly opened the heavy iron doors on both sides.

    The scene inside appeared in front of Huang Mao.

    Precision large-scale instruments are arranged on both sides, and several fully armed staff move back and forth to operate the instruments.

    Looking up, you can see the second floor. There are independent compartments on the stairs.

    "Where is the adult?" asked Huang Mao.

    When a staff member saw that it was yellow hair, he immediately put down his work and replied, "it''s in lab 2."

    "Lab 2? The ghost has promised?" Huang Mao was stunned and smiled.

    "Yes, I just finished planting yesterday." the staff nodded and replied.

    "Ha ha, interesting." Huang Mao whispered to himself and walked up to the second floor to a compartment.

    Mark the word "lab 2" on the doorplate and push the door to enter.

    In the laboratory, an old man in experimental clothes stood with white spots and beard on his face, but his eyes were quite deep.

    If Gu Qing sees this old man here, he will feel quite familiar.

    Although his face is much older, the old man is his friend who escaped from prison.

    The old man''s name is Hagrid. He was responsible for the explosion of the chemical plant in Shanze city and the subsequent self explosion and chaos of the reformers.

    As Gu Qing guessed, he is the real behind the scenes leader of the mysterious organization of people in black.

    He has always believed that his research results are extremely correct, and has been secretly doing relevant human experiments.

    The purpose of setting up this mysterious organization hidden in the dark is to help him complete his research.

    Seeing Huang Mao coming in, Hagrid still stared at the experimental report in his hand and slowly said, "how''s it going?"

    "There are a lot of tramps here in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It''s very simple to supplement the experimental materials needed for the experiment," Huang Mao replied.

    "What about the concentrate?" Hagrid continued.

    The smile on Huang Mao''s face solidified slightly, and then whispered, "I''m very sorry, I didn''t bring back that Kong he."

    Then he truthfully told the story of Zhuang Wen, Qin Taolong and others.

    Hagrid was silent for a moment, and then said, "forget it. If kongher didn''t bring it back, he didn''t bring it back. It''s just that we have to spend more time looking for the concentrate ourselves."

    "Give me a month and I will bring back the news of the concentrate." Huang Mao said immediately.

    "No, you have other plans later. I''ll leave it to the deep ghost," said Hagrid, looking at a naked man lying on the bed.

    There are a lot of experimental scars on the man''s bare body.

    In his heart, there was a big red crystal embedded, emitting a faint red awn.

    In the muscles of his limbs, there are four small tubular columns embedded, and there is a full light red clear liquid inside the tubular column.

    This is different from the blue string of those people in black, which is more special.

    Close your eyes. Qin Ming and ye Wen have seen this face. It is the wanted man who escaped to the train.

    He is the ghost in Hagrid''s mouth, a killer in international organizations.

    "I didn''t expect that the assassin would agree to the experiment so soon." Huang Mao seemed surprised.

    "Well, but he will thank me. The experiment is very successful. As expected, only powerful martial artists can bear the red liquid. Ordinary people still can''t bear the medicine of the red liquid." Hagrid said.

    "But this does not meet my requirements. I need ordinary people to obtain the strength of cultivators under my experiment. Although this experiment has made progress, it is still only a semi-finished product, which is far from real success."

    Huang Mao knows Hagrid''s experimental concept. He is the most powerful assistant around Hagrid.

    "My Lord, you can certainly set off a worldwide cultivation change. I must let everyone know that you are right!"

    When he said this, he looked a little fanatical, as if he were talking to his faith.

    But Hagrid''s face was still calm, and his little success could not satisfy him.

    But the necessary comfort for his men is still necessary.

    Pat Huang Mao on the shoulder to instill ideas and brainwash.

    Once he was not good at these, but since he started to establish this underground organization, he quickly absorbed and mastered these so-called means of power holders.

    Just then, the deep ghost lying quietly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

    That circle of eyeballs showed a strange red.

    "My friend, congratulations on your new life." Huang Mao resumed his usual carelessness and smiled at the deep ghost.