"What time is it?"
After doing all this, Luo Wenbin took out his phone to see what time it was, but as soon as he turned on his phone, he saw Zhong Xiran calling him.
Because he did not want his time to be occupied, his phone was always on silent mode.
His pace of life was slow to begin with, and he did not work under anyone, so he did not need to be so anxious. Now that he did not lack money, he was even less anxious.
Luo Wenbin, who didn't know what had happened, called Zhong Xiran back.
But this time, he couldn't contact Zhong Xiran.
Zhong Xiran was on the highway at the moment and couldn't hear the phone ringing at all.
"Siatta, go back."
Luo Wenbin, who had a vague feeling that something was wrong, could not be bothered to wander around anymore. He immediately called Siatafei back.
Siatta also sensed Luo Wenbin's anxiety, so she didn't beat around the bush. Her wings carried a strong gust of wind as she flew back to Luo Wenbin's house.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Wenbin saw his own house.
After returning home, Luo Wenbin immediately noticed a note on his door.
" I went to the abandoned factory in the New town area. A Half-Step Red Specter appeared there. I have to deal with it. If I see any trouble, I'll rush over immediately. Please."”
There was also a cartoon of Zhong Xiran at the bottom of the note, and she was kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together.
"Tsk, how troublesome."
Luo Wenbin scratched his head and said impatiently. However, he still let Siata fly him to the New town area.
……
Tsk ~
The screeching sound of brakes rang out.
"Where's the captain?"
Looking at the fully armed constables in front of him, Zhong Xiran jumped out of the car and asked.
"Captain Zhong, the head captain is waiting for you inside.”
A bailiff holding an explosion-proof shield said respectfully to Zhong Xiran.
Captain was how the members of the devious attack team addressed him, while the head captain was how all the constables addressed him.
"Alright."
After hearing the constable's words, Zhong Xiran walked in without saying anything.
Inside the door, all the members of the ambush team were there.
"So I'm the last one?"
Looking at the dark circles on their faces, Zhong Xiran couldn't help but laugh.
"You still have the cheek to laugh? Why don't you look at yourself? Your face is swollen with dark circles under your eyes.”
Si Lingxuan, who was about the same as her, grumbled.
"What? It's already swollen?"
Zhong Xiran exclaimed. It wasn't a big deal that she was swollen. She wasn't afraid of anything in front of these people. The key was that if Luo Wenbin saw it, what would she do?
"Alright, stop fooling around. You know very well that our target this time is a Half-step Red Specter. If it's a fully awakened Half-step Red Specter, the few of us will just be sending food to it. Fortunately, this Half-step Red Specter has not fully awakened yet. We still have a chance.”
The captain sat in the middle and analyzed.
"Why didn't you ask Luo Wenbin for help?”
The young man who had been chewing bubble gum in the corner suddenly asked.
"He came to help out of kindness, and not coming is his duty. This is our job.”
The captain turned his head and scolded.
His personality was always like this. He liked to take care of everything and then slowly deal with it himself.
In his world, strangeness was black and yamen was white. The masses only needed to hide under the protection of the yamen. If he needed the masses to protect the people of the yamen, then what was the point of being a yamen?
Such people were well-deserved heroes, but heroes were often the ones who suffered the most.
The young man nodded thoughtfully.
"Is it because of Morning Star's strange recovery?”
The sloppy young man, who was now wearing a Daoist robe, asked in an extremely serious manner.
"Yes."
The captain nodded.
"The spiritual bombs have been set up.”
Just as they were chatting, there was a knock on the door and a voice came in.
The spiritual explosives were bombs that could cause damage to monsters, and they could even cause effective damage to Red Specters. It was the latest product of the dynasty, and it was rare. The more they used, the fewer they would be.
Therefore, this thing was almost the final guarantee. If they failed, they would detonate the spiritual bomb.
If he succeeded, he could still use it after removing it.
To be honest, using this thing to blow up a Half-Red Specter was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
However, there was no other way. Even if they were half-step Red Specters, they still needed to go all out. There was even a possibility that they would fail.
"Let's go."
Hearing this, the captain stood up and said that he had been waiting for this spiritual bomb for such a long time.
"Wait a minute."
Just as the captain was about to leave, Si Lingxuan called out to them.
Under their puzzled gazes, Si Lingxuan took out a few small black umbrellas out of thin air.
Zhong Xiran looked at these small black umbrellas suspiciously. If she was not mistaken, this should be the black umbrella that Luo Wenbin held every day.
"Everyone take one. This thing has the effect of protecting and concealing one's aura.”
Si Lingxuan gave each of them a small umbrella.
She had been visualizing the Soul-shielding Umbrella for the past two days, and she had already achieved great results.
The Soul Shrouding Umbrella that she visualized now looked exactly the same as the real thing. Even the golden dragon patterns on the handle were exactly the same.
The advantage of visualizing the Soul Shrouding Umbrella was gradually revealed. Now, her aura was not obvious. If one did not see her with their naked eyes, no one would even think that there was a living person standing there.
The other benefit was that she could condense those small umbrellas. These small umbrellas could completely block the full-powered attack of a half-step Red Specter.
"Good heavens, this is really a life-saving thing.”
After hearing Si Lingxuan's introduction, the young man in a Taoist robe sized up the little black umbrella in his hand in shock.
He also knew about Si Lingxuan's family heirloom. To be honest, it was difficult to be refined.
Because before this thing was completed, it was only a little stronger than ordinary people. Even after it was completed, who knew if the person who completed it was himself or the person he visualized.
But today, what Si Lingxuan took out was indeed beyond his expectations.
" Wait, the one you visualized…"
Suddenly, his expression turned strange.
"That's right, I'm visualizing Luo Wenbin.”
Si Lingxuan naturally guessed what he wanted to say, so she simply admitted it openly.
"Hiss ~"
After hearing Si Lingxuan's admission, he sucked in a sharp breath.
"Sister Zhong, if we go back this time, you have to introduce me. I have to bring two incense sticks to pay my respects to Master Luo.”
The young man in the Daoist robe said in shock.
Visualization was actually another type of worship, similar to the worship of gods in the northeast region.
The objects that were visualized were usually some powerful existences, similar to various immortals.
On one hand, it was because the person being visualized was powerful and could bring benefits to the person being visualized.
On the other hand, it was also because the power of the visualized person could suppress the incense.
Being able to be visualized would also give the visualist great benefits. This proved Luo Wenbin's strength from another perspective.
Such an existence was no different from an immortal in ancient times. It could be called a land immortal, a true god in the world!
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