The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 51 Ghost Claw Wang Feng
Hearing Zhao Yi's request, Zhao Jianguo did not reply immediately, but remained silent for a while.

"This requirement is a bit high, I need to think about it."

"As for A-level supernatural incidents, there aren't many in China, right? If they can be resolved, this kind of request is not high." Zhao Yi said helplessly.

Zhao Jianguo also said helplessly: "Of course I know what this means, but the headquarters is not as rich as you imagined, and there are some things that even my authority is not enough."

"Wait for me for 5 minutes, I'll report to my superiors in the past."

After a while, Zhao Jianguo's voice sounded again.

"After deliberation, the higher-ups finally agreed to your request. If you can solve an A-level supernatural event, it will undoubtedly be something that can inspire others."

"Alright then, send me the other people's information, and by the way, send me the ghost plague."

Zhao Yi didn't say much, he already knew the personality of the headquarters, if he didn't have anything to do now, he really didn't want to deal with this supernatural event.

It's just that he, who has the memory of another world, knows how terrifying the latter part of the world is.

He didn't dare to face the A-level and S-level supernatural events in the early stage, and he couldn't speak at all in front of the supernatural events that appeared later that surpassed the S-level.

Only by constantly contacting supernatural events can one improve one's strength. Although the headquarters is a bit tricky, at least there is some benefit to it, isn't it?
If you go for it yourself, whether you get any extra gains depends entirely on God's will.

Soon, Zhao Yi received a text message on his golden walkie-talkie. It seems that the text message should be someone else's information.

The gold walkie-talkie is not just a walkie-talkie, it is also a mobile phone, but it is more complicated, so it looks like a walkie-talkie.

After opening the text message, Zhao Yi quickly saw the information of other people.

Xiaochang City ghost blowing Qi Yeji, Zhongnan City ghost pupil Zhang Feng, Dachang City ghost hand Li Yi, Zhonghai City ghost claw Wang Feng, and the last Xiaojiang City ghost player Zhao Yi.

"There are only five people in one A-level supernatural incident. It seems that most of them are selected as cannon fodder, just to find out the information inside, and there is no requirement to solve this supernatural incident at all."

Zhao Yi curled his lips, the style of the headquarters is still disgusting as always.

Perhaps only when the era of the captain comes, can they realize the importance of the ghost master.

A large part of the reason for the loss of control in the late stage of the mysterious recovery was also caused by the mentality of the headquarters.

After all, there are many potential ghost masters, but there are also many who died because they were used as cannon fodder.

After tidying up briefly, Zhao Yi set off for Zhongyang City.

In a town near Zhongyang City, the cordon has already been drawn up, and many policemen are standing 20 meters away from the cordon, watching the situation in the town carefully.

Above this town, there is a dark yellow mist with a foul smell, which envelops the entire town and continues to expand.

The leader looked at the changes in the sky above the town, with worried expressions on his face. This strange yellow mist expanded to an area of ​​about ten meters outside every hour on average.

From just a few streets at the beginning, it has now covered the entire town, and the scope of this fog is still increasing.

"How long will it take for the reinforcements from the headquarters to arrive?" A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked at the assistant standing beside him and asked solemnly.

The assistant immediately took out his hand to look at the words, "The nearest one has arrived, and the furthest one will take about half an hour."

"Okay, now go and prepare the equipment to be handed over to them. Five gold oxygen masks, oxygen cylinders, and emergency filter masks. This yellow mist can't be breathed, so this is the only way to go."

Soon, a man with a cold and strange expression arrived first. His eyes had no pupils, only the whites of his eyes. He looked like a blind man, but the strange thing was that he could walk on the road and avoid obstacles.

"This is Zhang Feng, the ghost pupil, the person in charge of Zhongnan City." The assistant beside him quickly introduced to the middle-aged man next to him.

At this moment, another body appeared. This person was wearing a pair of gold gloves, with a cold and serious expression. He nodded when he noticed Zhang Feng in front of him.

"His name is Li Yi, the person in charge of Dachang City." The assistant continued to introduce.

Then came the third, the fourth
Soon, other than Zhao Yi, the other four ghost masters had arrived.

"Hasn't Zhao Yi, the person in charge of Xiaojiang City, come yet? It's really slow." Ye Ji said impatiently with gauze wrapped around his face.

"Wait a little longer. Didn't you just arrive?" Li Yi frowned and glanced at Ye Ji. It's just that he can't wait for this time now, and he might become a pig teammate by then.

"Indeed, Xiaojiang City is not too late here. There must be some delay. After all, it is normal for A-level supernatural events to require some preparation." Zhang Feng replied.

"I don't think he's afraid, is he? According to the information, this guy should be a newcomer, and he hasn't become a ghost master for long." Ye Ji continued.

Wang Feng looked at Ye Ji and couldn't help but become gloomy, muttering in his heart,
"This guy has gauze wrapped around his head. Could it be because the controlled ghost has affected his brain and caused mental problems? I hope nothing bad will happen then."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking the golden ball in his hand. It could be seen that his hand was no longer in shape, each finger was like a sharp knife, and he was still tightly holding the golden ball in his hand.

It seems that Wang Feng has paid a lot to control this ghost. It seems that the palm of his hand cannot be loosened casually, so he can only put the golden ball in the palm of his hand to prevent himself from hurting himself.

Just at this time.

"The old man is almost dead, even if he doesn't die, he will soon. Why are you not a newcomer, are you also an old ghost master who is about to die?"

Zhao Yi walked over at this time, and the game characteristic entries of the four appeared in his eyes, so he was not worried that his words would offend him.

Li Yi: Dismemberment (Level [-]), Splicing (Level [-]), Lethal (Level [-]), Derivation (Level [-]).

Zhang Feng: Insight (Level [-]), Restriction (Level [-]), Lethality (Level [-]), Coordinates (Level [-]).

Leaf collection: corrosion (fourth level), isolation (fourth level), lethal (fourth level).

Wang Feng: Dismemberment (Level [-]), Death (Level [-]), Sharpness (Level [-]).

Except for Wang Feng's five-level dismemberment and sharpness, which made him a little afraid, the other people in this group didn't have the kind of strength that could threaten him.

(End of this chapter)