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Zhang Mu, who had been eavesdropping on the entire process, slowly relaxed from the tension he had felt due to worrying about Ye Ming's safety.
Since he would be free in a few days, he didn't do anything unnecessary to avoid any accidents, and Ye Ming continued to be under house arrest.
I got up, went to the school gate and took a taxi home.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Zhang Mu leaned against the back of the sofa and thought deeply.
Judging from the conversation between the two people who claimed to be investigators from the Bureau of Special Investigations, Blue Star does not have any departmental organization such as the "Dragon Group", and naturally does not have any extraordinary powers.
This is consistent with Zhang Mu's guess after sensing the composition of the air on Blue Star.
Like all chlorophytes, they need sunlight for photosynthesis to grow.
The prerequisite for the birth of extraordinary power is the necessary material foundation - extraordinary energy.
If there is no sunlight on the Blue Planet, chlorophyll cannot grow. If there is no extraordinary energy on the Blue Planet, naturally, no extraordinary power can be born.
This makes sense.
Stroking his chin, Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes.
Hiss... I plan to use modern technology to help myself become stronger faster in the other world. This seems like an opportunity.
When I collect various technological products by myself, there is a risk of being targeted. After all, I am only one person and my efficiency is slow.
Also, the herbs were given to my senior brother by me, and he will definitely ask me where they came from after he is released.
Although it can be glossed over, there are loopholes after all.
If I reveal my extraordinary powers in the future, it would be easy for the government to trace me back through this clue.
We have to find a way to reasonably allow the supernatural power to appear on Blue Star and get ourselves out of it.
What is the best way to deal with it?
He summoned the magic he had already mastered to scan the panel, and his mind was working frantically to think of the best solution.
Soon, he saw two magics that had been mastered not long ago.
[Shadow (0%) - Transforms into an invisible shadow, can penetrate a certain thickness of non-magic solids, 8MP.
Transfiguration (0%) - Create an illusion, a false display of your own body shape, 8 MP. 】
Expand your thinking along these two magics.
Visitors from space?
This is ridiculous. I have never seen what aliens look like. Imitating the images in science fiction works will easily make people aware of the source and expose the lie.
Then, spiritual energy is revived?
This is not a good idea either. No unknown elements were found in the air composition test, so the empty talk is self-defeating.
Well...what about before the Epoch?
It seems like there is a way!
Zhang Mu stood up and paced in the living room: "Magic Academy... No, no, no, this doesn't make sense. Huaguo should be a sect of immortal cultivation.
After the immortal sect closed its doors for 50,000 years, in order to more quickly understand and integrate into the new era,
I sent people to travel around the world to find the destined person. Whoever is destined to get the herbs will get them. I originally thought it was me, but the one who really has the destiny is my senior brother.
Not only did he get himself out of this situation, but he also solved the problem of his senior brother's project and allowed the extraordinary power to appear in the world in a reasonable way.
The most important thing is that when I become strong enough in the future, I can travel the world as a cultivator and ask the ruling institutions of various countries to help collect supplies as a prelude. "
“Kill four birds with one stone!”
The plan has taken shape, and the next step is to perfect the details.
Zhang Mu sat back on the sofa, thinking.
The magic we currently possess is not diverse enough, and we cannot support the style of an immortal cultivation sect. We have to take it step by step.
First, he fabricated a person who travels around the world and showed up to let the two investigators know about the existence of supernatural beings and help his brother escape from trouble.
Then, he went around doing things that showed his divine power in front of people.
Now that the Internet is so developed, the news can spread across the country in one day. Within a week, excluding areas with poor infrastructure, it can be reached in most countries around the world.
The only thing to note is whether the invisibility ability of the shadow technique and the illusion of the shapeshifting technique can escape the monitoring of various information collection instruments in modern society.
Just buy some and try them out and you’ll know.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu immediately got up and went out, rushing to the largest shopping mall in Su City.
Chapter 52 You Can Call Me a Cultivator
The shopping mall with the most complete product categories in Suzhou.
Zhang Mu walked into each store one by one, picking out what he needed, while talking on the phone with Song Lan.
"It's urgent, otherwise I would definitely eat your meal before leaving."
"The auction will be held tomorrow? Don't we need to advertise it in advance?"
"Are you almost ready?"
"Haha, that's true. Okay, I'll go to the auction."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Mu pulled a cart full of goods and called a van to take it home.
After paying the bill and the driver left, he immediately put all the instruments neatly on the tile floor.
Scanning from left to right, although both are used to collect physical feature information, the media used are different.
He has prepared everything, including but not limited to cameras, infrared rays, light waves, sound waves, vibration waves, radio waves, etc., to ensure that when he enters the shadow state, no means can detect him.
Zhang Mu followed the instructions, set them up along the four walls of the living room, and turned on the power.
Make a cup of hot tea and place it in the middle of the living room. Check all the instruments and find no problems. Everything is running normally.
He brought a full-length standing mirror, then stood above the teacup, stared at himself in the mirror, and mobilized his magic power to perform shadow magic.
I didn't feel anything strange in my body, but the person in the mirror was like a pencil writing rubbed hard by an eraser. The color and marks gradually became dim until they disappeared completely.
Looking around, there were seven or eight devices monitoring the living room without blind spots. He remained invisible at the moment and checked the work logs one by one. None of them could capture him.
Walking back to the living room to think, he picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and looked in the mirror first.
The phone seemed to be suspended in mid-air, wrapped in controlling magic power, and disappeared in the mirror.
It is convenient, and there is no possibility of being detected by modern instruments. Wow, this is not a "shadow", it's like entering another dimension.
He took back his magic power, and the figure gradually became darker and emerged.
I checked the work log again and sure enough, there was a record of me being monitored.
Next, is Transfiguration.
Judging from the introduction on the panel, this thing does not change the body structure, but creates an illusion.
Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Zhang Mu searched his mind for textual descriptions of the appearance of "immortals" in various literary works and began to mobilize his magic power to construct an image.
Immortals naturally have to have some immortal air. Although there is also the saying of returning to nature, what I want is for others to think that I am full of immortal air when they see me at first sight.
Think so.
Soon, a figure appeared in the mirror that matched the public's perception of immortals.
He was eight feet tall, wearing a plain white robe in ancient style, with waist-length hair half-tied at the back of his head, and three thousand silver threads draped down his back.
His appearance is not very attractive, but rather a bit ordinary, but his every move exudes a ethereal and elegant temperament.
When people see him, they can't help but bow down like a mountain collapsing, and exclaim "immortal" in amazement.
"Done." Zhang Mu looked at the image he had created and nodded with satisfaction.
Everything was basically ready. He ended the illusion and glanced at the clock on the wall. He had been busy since noon and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Wash up and go to bed, have a good night.
The next morning, it was just dawn.
Zhang Mu got up, drank a bottle of potion to replenish his magic power, then transformed himself into the immortal form he had carefully constructed last night, cast shadow magic, and rushed to school.
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About nine in the morning.
Zhao Qi dazedly lifted the quilt, brushed his teeth and washed his face, changed into a short-sleeved white shirt and black trousers, and fastened his pistol holster.
Exit the room and walk along the corridor to the door of Yue Ruo's room.
"咚咚-"
"It's past nine o'clock, hurry up and get up. If you're any later, the boss will call and scold us again."
Yue Ruo seemed to have woken up a long time ago. He opened the door before he finished speaking. He was wearing the same clothes as Zhao Qi and looked very energetic. It was obvious that he had already washed up.
"Let's go."
After closing the door, the two walked side by side to Ye Ming's room to complete their daily duty of "questioning the parties involved in the case."
When Ye Ming was first brought here, they asked him every day for clues about the source of the unknown energy.
There has been no progress, and as they have determined that Ye Ming's data is falsified, it has now become a formality to deal with the boss.
Arriving at the door, Zhao Qi knocked on it first: "Mr. Ye, are you up?"
After getting Ye Ming's reply, he pushed open the door and entered the room with Yue Ruo.
"Mr. Ye, we have basically confirmed that you have falsified the data in your paper. Do you agree with this investigation result?"
"I have no objection." Ye Ming, who was sitting at the table flipping through a book, responded with his back to them.
OK, daily check-in completed.
Zhao Qi and Yue Ruo muttered in their hearts at the same time and turned around to leave the house.
Just as I reached the door, a male voice as gentle as jade suddenly sounded behind me.
"It's really, interesting."
Isn’t this Ye Ming’s voice?