Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

"Previously, in order to refine the magic weapon of luck, I robbed a large amount of luck power from the hands of gods and demons."

"Now I'm probably on the blacklist in the world of breeding gods and demons."

"As for forcibly refining the hands of gods and demons, this idea is good, but it should not be feasible in a short time!"

Liang Xiao finally shook his head, reluctantly shelving this vague and bold idea for the time being.

Soon, he took Athena back to the Divine Fire Peak.

"It will probably take a long time to transform the bloodline into the strange resurrected world."

"Athena can help me select a suitable ghost and understand its rules and characteristics, so I must bring it with me."

"Pandora has strong combat power and can provide fault tolerance when I transform my bloodline. It is also indispensable."

"However, Shenhuo Peak has received a lot of attention due to the Duobao Tower. It also reserves a large amount of doomsday resource inventory. Partners such as Xin Li, Lei Ling, and Chen Jiu will come to collect it from time to time, so it is not appropriate to close the mountain easily."

"So it's just the right time to send Godzilla, this mountain-powerful beast, to look after the house."

"Anyway, this tough guy won't be of much use in the weird world of recovery where rules are rampant."

Liang Xiao's thoughts only changed slightly, and he quickly called out Godzilla and gave him some instructions.

After all, Godzilla is also a strange beast in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he is smart enough to understand Liang Xiao's words.

And when I have nothing to do in recent years.

Liang Xiao also fulfilled his promise and deduced some techniques with Athena.

In the end, the dark contractor Arima Chinatsu resurrected in Godzilla in the form of a ghost.

With this keeper here, it is not surprising that leaving this empty-nest monster unaccompanied would seem too pitiful.

And after arranging everything.

Liang Xiao quickly took Athena and Pandora into the secret room in the deepest part of Shenhuo Peak.

As the many restrictions in the closed room were unfolded and the inside and outside were isolated, Liang Xiao and his party also disappeared in the Tianlan Continent in an instant.

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This is the strangely resurrected world, the federal capital city.

As a world-class landmark building, the White Bird Foundation Building has been renovated and rebuilt several times over the decades.

Now it has been built more and more magnificent and towering!
  The above-ground part of this building alone is nearly [-] meters high, with a total of [-] floors.

It uses roughly [-] cubic meters of concrete, [-] tons of reinforced steel bars, [-] square meters of special glass, and a full [-] tons of gold reserves!
  Gold is a high-status strategic resource in the world of strange recovery, and it is also a forbidden magic stone to fight against supernatural invasion!

So quite literally.

Every inch of the structure inside this towering White Bird Foundation building is worth thousands of dollars.

At this moment, under the bright sunshine, the exterior walls of the building are faintly glowing with gorgeous gold, demonstrating the foundation's supreme majesty and heritage.

boom-

Accompanied by a powerful roar of the motor.

On the main road that had been specially cleared by the traffic police, a heavy truck, as dark as night, slowly drove forward.

Its speed is neither fast nor slow, and is always within a certain precise range.

Finally, he passed the strict checkpoints of the White Bird Foundation and entered the deep underground space beneath the foundation building.

In fact, the goods transported by special models of heavy trucks like this are often very dangerous.

Usually they are supernatural items collected from all over the world, or simply a ghost with regular characteristics!

As early as decades ago, the White Crow Federation openly held a press conference and admitted the existence of supernatural events.

And with the highest authority, he appointed the White Bird Foundation to handle supernatural-related matters.

A sight like this is no surprise.

Many passers-by on the street have long been accustomed to the existence of supernatural events.

We also know that underneath the White Bird Foundation building, there is an underground space that is even larger than the surface building.

And there is a hell-like existence. For decades, countless terrifying ghosts have been imprisoned and dealt with.

Meanwhile on the other side.

The heavy truck driving into the underground space has passed several automatic checkpoints in succession. Finally, it stopped steadily on a pale golden platform.

According to the usual process.

It is now time for a team of well-trained Foundation personnel to assist in unloading the cargo and confirm the delivery with the vehicle crew.

But today seemed to be particularly different. The heavy truck was parked on its platform and no one paid attention to it for a long time.

"Gerson, another shipment has arrived!"

"This cargo was not safe along the way and needs to be delivered to the 'Golden Hive' Prison for detention as soon as possible!"

In the cockpit of the heavy truck, the driver Salento took out the walkie-talkie on the truck and roared inside.

Even though he looked only in his twenties, he even had some tiny freckles on his face.

But since Salento can be responsible for escorting the ghosts.

This means that he has already passed the White Bird Foundation's rigorous training and selection, and has at least five years of experience in driving high-end vehicles.

"Something's wrong, Commander. The intercom has been connected, but no one answered, which means there is no one in the control room."

"Gerson is a veteran employee of the Foundation who has been with the Foundation for more than [-] years. He will never leave his post without permission!"

"This could be a major crisis event."

"The worst-case scenario is that one of the originally imprisoned devils breaks through the supervision measures. If it's just one, it's okay, but if there are too many, it will be really troublesome!"

In the rear cabin of Salento, medical officer Holly cautiously looked out through the porthole.

This specially customized heavy-duty truck is expensive to build, and even the porthole windows are embedded with a layer of imperceptible gold wire.

Although this slightly affects the observation effect, it can ensure that the evil ghost will not enter or exit through this loophole.

I saw that the lights around the platform outside the porthole were bright and very stable, which meant that the lights were not disturbed by supernatural beings.

But Holly has always been a very intuitive woman.

She stopped the other crew members from getting out of the car to check, as if she smelled an unsettling atmosphere from the quiet surroundings.

"I have encountered this kind of thing once before. Don't panic, we are safe in the car!"

"Return to the original route and directly notify the ghost controller above to handle it!"

"This is the foundation building, the headquarters of the White Bird Foundation. There are nearly a hundred resident professors, and there is even a dean above. A few fierce ghosts can't make trouble!"

Salento's face turned slightly solemn.

But he didn't show any panic at all. He stepped on the accelerator and pushed the gear lever, and the steel beast under him gradually started to move again.

However, at this moment, there was a shrill whistle.

A locomotive that was charred black by the flames, with only the steel frame remaining on the main body appeared out of thin air, and slammed into the side of the heavy truck.

This impending impact was anything but ordinary.

The locomotive, with only its steel frame remaining, was very thin and very old. It had been discontinued a long time ago. It was initially estimated by the naked eye that its weight would not exceed ten tons.

The tonnage of the heavy-duty truck escorting Li Gui was at least three hundred tons. The two parties did not seem to be on the same level at all.

But in the end, the result of the collision between the two was that the heavy truck driven by Salento was directly hit and flew up.

The heavy truck slid tens of meters in mid-air.

Finally, it severely broke an extremely thick underground load-bearing column, making a terrifying, steel-twisting sound!

Woo!
  The blackened locomotive also stopped.

A slovenly red-haired man wearing a train captain's hat walked out of the cockpit.

He looked at the heavy truck that was gradually burning and smoking with an expressionless face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he lowered his head, took a cigarette and lit it.

"It's really a bad time to come. All the evil ghosts in the prison haven't been transferred by the rebels yet!"

"Sorry!"

"This will be a necessary sacrifice to save humanity around the world from the White Bird Foundation's reign of terror!"

Most of the red-haired man's face was covered under the wide brim of his hat.

And in the corridor to his left and right, two groups of ghost-like heavy-duty trucks were filing out silently. (End of chapter)