The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 429 Experiment! Speculation! Looting! (Please subscribe)

After half an hour.

The entire underground casino was nearly overturned by the gamblers' frenzied shouts.

"big big big!"

"big big big!"

All the gamblers gathered around Wu Yong's gambling table and followed him as he placed his bets on it.

"Brother Dao, that guy from the river has won ten rounds in a row, and the other customers are all betting with him. We've already lost almost a million!"

"If this continues, all our work over the past few months will have been for nothing."

The henchman, with a fierce expression, said, "Why don't we just say he's cheating, drag that guy out, and chop off one of his hands!"

These underground casinos are inherently organized crime-related; they might not only cut off hands, but could even cause death if pushed too far.

Now, Wu Yong's actions of not only winning money himself, but also leading everyone else to win money, are pushing them to the brink!

"Damn it, they're winning money at my expense!"

Brother Dao took a deep drag on his cigarette, then threw it on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Go, tell Qiangzi and the others to get ready, turn off the lights and shut off the power! And that Dead River guy, don't let him get away!"

"Okay, Brother Dao! I'm off!"

The younger brother instantly understood Brother Dao's plan and turned to get to work.

A few minutes later.

Suddenly, a police siren sounded outside the casino, and then several uniformed men rushed in.

"Police! Don't move!"

Chaos erupted inside the casino as gamblers frantically grabbed their chips and scattered in panic.

Sizzle!

The old tungsten filament bulbs were suddenly extinguished, plunging the entire casino into darkness.

"Run!"

"If you lose, you go to jail! If you win, you can try again in another arena!"

Someone with exceptional intelligence shouted something, and the gamblers, snapping out of their daze, swarmed towards the front and back doors.

Several uniformed officers tried to stop them, but because they were outnumbered, they could only watch helplessly as the gamblers escaped.

"Money! My money!"

Wu Yong tore off his shirt and desperately stuffed all the money he had won into it. Then, he grabbed his shirt and ran toward the back door.

However, just as he ran out of the casino, he heard a whooshing sound behind him.

boom! ! !
Struck hard on the back of the head, Wu Yong staggered and fell to the ground.

A stream of scarlet blood slowly flowed from his mouth and nose, staining the banknotes scattered on the ground.

"Damn it! Qiangzi, take it easy! You're using so much force, are you trying to kill someone?!"

Seeing the blood flowing from Wu Yong's body, Brother Dao began to scold and berate him.

If someone were to die, it would be very troublesome to handle!

"Brother Dao, look quickly, he seems to be really dead!" a henchman in charge of collecting the money suddenly exclaimed.

"What!?"

Brother Dao quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and began to examine Wu Yong. He saw that Wu Yong's brains were spilling out.

It's obviously beyond saving!

"Damn it, Qiangzi, how many times have I told you to be gentle?

"That's terrible, the person is dead!"

Dao Ge shouted angrily. He wasn't worried about Wu Yong's life, but rather about the money that might be spent later.

in the country, a death is a major incident; it can't be settled with just ten or twenty thousand yuan.

"damn it!"

The older brother kicked Wu Yong's body a few times angrily: "You damn bastard, you won my money while you were alive, but now that you're dead, you're making me spend money."

"damn thing!"

After venting his anger, Brother Dao ordered his men, "Quickly carry him away, or we'll be in trouble if Hat finds out!"

"oh oh!"

"Okay, Brother Dao!"

Several henchmen quickly lifted Wu Yong's convulsing body and carried him to a van parked nearby.

Afterwards, they will move Wu Yong's body far away and bury it. As long as no one calls the police, the matter will be over in a while.

Just as several of his men were stuffing Wu Yong's body into the van, a piece of paper floated down from the body.

"what?"

Brother Dao noticed this and went over to pick up the paper.

As soon as he got his hands on it, Dao Ge noticed the special nature of the paper material.

It appears to be made from the tanned skin of some kind of animal.

Upon opening it, neat lines of text appeared before Dao Ge's eyes.

[Three, four, five, twelve o'clock big!]

[One, two, four, seven o'clock!]

[335, 11 o'clock big!]

【.，.】

"What the hell? Why did that Dead River Guy write the points on a piece of paper?"

Dao Ge looked at the parchment in his hand with some confusion, just as he was about to throw it away.

The text on the parchment gradually blurred and faded, as if someone were using an eraser to wipe it away one by one.

"grass!"

This eerie scene startled Brother Dao, who flung the parchment away.

"Brother Dao, what happened?"

Hearing the commotion, a few of the underlings turned around and asked curiously.

Just as Dao Ge was about to mention the paranormal event of the writing disappearing on the parchment, he suddenly thought of the text on it.

What if those words weren't written by Wu Yong, or even written later, but appeared before the gambling?
A glint flashed in Brother Dao's eyes, but he swallowed back the words he was about to say and waved his hand, saying, "It's alright, keep doing your work!"

The henchmen didn't think much of it and continued tidying up.

"Was it this thing that allowed Wu Yong, that deadbeat, to win over ten games in a row?"

Brother Dao picked up the discarded leather again and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

If what he thinks is true, Brother Dao feels he might be about to take off.

After stuffing Wu Yong's body back into place and collecting all the money, the group drove away in several cars.

So many gamblers ran away just now; the police could come at any time. It's not safe to stay here any longer.

After several cars drove away, a figure appeared out of nowhere outside the back door of the casino.

"Is this the root cause of why vengeful ghosts keep killing people?"

Mu Sheng's eyes seemed to be fixed on the direction where Dao Ge and the others had left, but his consciousness was focused on the Golden Ghost Prison within his body.

With Wu Yong's death, Mu Sheng could sense that the supernatural power representing the power of the human skin paper in the Ghost Prison had subtly increased.

"The fragments of rules within each vengeful ghost are different, and when the rules of a ghost are repeatedly triggered, they cause the vengeful ghost to revive, or rather, grow!"

“And vengeful spirits will instinctively devour the rules of other vengeful spirits to complete themselves!” A conjecture suddenly arose in Mu Sheng’s mind.

If we consider all ghosts as Gu worms, then wouldn't the human world be like a Gu-breeding ground?
The vengeful spirits have resurrected, plunging the world into chaos!
Perhaps it is the world's consciousness that wants to cultivate a powerful enough vengeful ghost through this method.

A vengeful ghost capable of carrying the consciousness of the world!

"Hiss~" Mu Sheng was startled by his own guess and couldn't help but gasp.

"If that's really the case, then can Yang Jian's fusion with the ghost child in the original work really end the cycle of the supernatural era?"

Mu Sheng had some doubts. If 'Yang Jian' continued to grow stronger in the process of suppressing the evil spirits, would he reach a certain level of power?

Suddenly possessed by the world's consciousness?
Although the alien formed by the fusion of Yang Jian and the ghost child was powerful enough to suppress an entire supernatural era, it was still too weak compared to the consciousness of the entire world.

Having personally confronted the origins of the world and profited from them twice, Musheng is the most qualified to speak on this matter.

"Probably not, maybe I'm just overthinking it!"

Mu Sheng shook his head and said, "Otherwise, wouldn't this world be far too hopeless?"

"Never mind, it's too early to think about these things now. Let's go get some gold from the notebook first."

A flash of golden light appeared on Mu Sheng's body, and in an instant, he transformed into a rainbow of light, flying into the sky and disappearing.

Little Island.

Tanaka Precious Metals Industry, one of the largest gold retailers in Japan.

Mu Sheng's figure suddenly appeared here silently.

The Ghost Realm is a power that only top-tier ghost tamers can wield, especially in this era before it was hidden beneath the sea.

With the power of the Ghost Domain, Mu Sheng could freely enter and leave the land of the small notebook.

"There must be a lot of gold here!"

Mu Sheng looked around at his surroundings, and the golden ghost domain instantly unfolded in a space-time invisible to ordinary people.

Everything within a 100-meter radius spherical area was clearly displayed in Mu Sheng's perception.

"Nothing found. Let's move on to the next area!"

With a thought, Mu Sheng's Ghost Domain instantly appeared in an adjacent area.

Soon, an underground vault appeared before Mu Sheng's eyes.

"found it!"

The golden ghostly domain instantly contracted into a golden passage, extending into the innermost part of the vault.

Mu Sheng's figure flashed and he appeared in the heavily guarded vault.

Inside the vault, made of super steel alloy, rows of glittering gold pieces, like alluring little sprites, danced in the golden light before Mu Sheng's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Sheng caused batches of gold bricks to disappear.

In less than a minute, the vault that had stored more than 100 tons of gold was reduced to just some empty wooden planks.

"With so much gold, I could at least imprison several thousand vengeful ghosts, right?"

Looking at the gold piled up in one corner of the refining space, Mu Sheng decided to go and loot the rest of the notebook.

Anyway, the old lady has already paid for all this gold, so why not take it?

So, in the following day, Maki visited Mitsubishi Corporation, Sumitomo Corporation, Mitsui Group, and various banks and financial institutions.

They looted all the readily available gold.

When Mu Sheng returned to Dachang City with more than 2,000 tons of gold, Xiao Benzi had just discovered that a large amount of gold had been stolen.

The entire financial market in the UK instantly descended into chaos, and it's unlikely to calm down anytime soon.

Dachang City, Ganjiang District.

With the cash he had plundered while looting gold, Mu Sheng went shopping in the mall to buy supplies that he might need later.

Various daily necessities, electronic products, hardware tools, etc.

Anything that Mu Sheng thought might be even slightly useful, he bought up or placed an order for, asking the merchant to deliver it to his designated location.

Anyway, his refining space is large enough, so these supplies won't take up much space.

Besides these things, the refining space also contained a lot of firearms, ammunition, and other items.

He just grabbed them while rummaging through his notebook today.

"Wait a minute! Why don't I just buy it for free on the notebook instead of paying money here?"

After ordering the last batch of supplies, Mu Sheng suddenly realized something.

"It must be because you haven't been getting enough rest lately; your brain isn't working properly."

"No, I need to find a few teachers to give me some extra lessons and exercise my brain!"

With that in mind, Mu Sheng opened his phone, entered a chat group, and started typing rapidly.

[Part-time group for general tutors!]

A diligent and inquisitive young scholar: "@Classical Chinese teacher Qingzhao @French teacher Adjani @Motorcycle repair teacher Mengmeng -- 10 PM, Lijing Hotel!"

Classical Chinese teacher Qingzhao: "Received!"

Motorcycle repair instructor Mengmeng: "Okay~ I'll definitely be there on time!"

French teacher Isabelle Adjani: "I have plans tonight, I can't go~"

The teachers who were tagged quickly responded. Seeing that the French teacher was busy, Mu Sheng tagged another teacher from Ukraine.

After receiving a positive reply, I opened the group chat and returned to the message interface.

I haven't checked my messages all day, and quite a few red dots have accumulated on my feed.

Mu Sheng habitually tapped away the little red dots one by one.

Su Lei sent me messages of thanks and inquiries, so I just replied casually.

I received a friend request from Zhou Zheng. I clicked to accept and set it to Do Not Disturb.

There were also many other miscellaneous messages.

After eliminating all the little red dots, Musheng felt much better.

"taxi!"

After hailing a cab, Mu Sheng went directly to the Lijing Hotel, intending to spend a night of intellectual pursuits.

Just as Mu Sheng was engrossed in his studies, Zhou Zheng, the person in charge of Dachang City, arrived at the Interpol headquarters in Dajing City, heavily pregnant.

Mu Sheng's seal only temporarily suppressed the ghost infant within Zhou Zheng's body. To completely resolve the issue of the vengeful ghost's resurgence, they would still need to rely on headquarters' methods.

So after dealing with the supernatural incident at No. 7 Middle School, Zhou Zheng immediately took a plane to headquarters.

I also need to give headquarters a detailed report on Mu Sheng and Yang Jian's situation!

Inside the headquarters laboratory.

After carefully studying Zhou Zheng's situation, Wang Xiaoming's face showed a rare expression.

It was a research desire tinged with a touch of curiosity and bewilderment.

"Based on your description, Mu Sheng used some means to extract the ghost infant's supernatural power, and then used this power to suppress the ghost infant's revival."

Wang Xiaoming's expression grew increasingly puzzled and curious.

Extracting the power of vengeful spirits is nothing special; many of the supernatural items at headquarters were created using the power of vengeful spirits.

Using the power of a ghost to alleviate the resurgence of vengeful spirits is reasonable. The headquarters can control a second ghost to create a balanced solution to the problem of the resurgence of vengeful spirits.

This principle is also used!
The problem is that Mu Sheng used the power of the ghost infant to suppress its resurgence.

This somewhat shattered Wang Xiaoming's understanding.

"It is indeed the supernatural power of the ghost baby. How did he manage to do it?"

(End of this chapter)