Online Game: The Strongest Killing System

Lin Wenhao's idea was very simple. If he made such a big commotion at the pier, he would inevitably be watched by others.

In addition to transferring his own goods, Lin Wenhao also needs to create some trouble for those who investigate him.

I don't know what expressions those people will have when they open the container and see that it is empty.

Lin Wenhao tidied up his house and thought over and over again, those large and small boxes on the ground were filled with medicinal herbs, and poisonous insects and poisons were always packed in Xumi Yuhuan by Lin Wenhao.

Poisonous insects and poisons are not a joke, once they get on it, they will definitely die.

After Lin Wenhao cleaned up for a while, he finally put the room in order. He sat cross-legged on the bed and took out a small copper tripod from the Xumi jade ring.

This small tripod was obtained at the national martial arts exchange meeting. It is an artifact left over from the Ming Dynasty, and there is still some spiritual energy left. Lin Wenhao intends to use this small tripod to make alchemy.

Holding the small cauldron in one hand, and making a decisive move with the other hand.

The small cauldron slowly floated in front of Lin Wenhao, and then Lin Wenhao put in several kinds of medicinal materials, all of which were precious varieties with extremely high ages without exception.

Then there was a flash of lightning on Lin Wenhao's right hand, and the next moment a handful of flames appeared in Lin Wenhao's palm.

After the flame was added, the temperature of the small cauldron rose rapidly, and soon the small cauldron was burnt red.

The herbs inside also began to slowly turn into liquid medicine...

I don't know how long this process took, and the spell in Lin Wenhao's hand changed rapidly several times.

A white light flickered in the small cauldron, and when Lin Wenhao saw the white light flash, his face showed joy.

The Jue just now was exactly the Jue used to condense the elixir, and then the Jue on Lin Wenhao's right hand changed again.

boom!
With a muffled sound, a round pill flew out of the small cauldron.

Lin Wenhao caught the elixir with one hand, and caught the falling tripod with the other hand.

"This is Qi Gathering Pill? The size is not right..."

Lin Wenhao was a little dumbfounded looking at the elixir in his hand. The elixir he obtained from the system was only the size of a soybean, but the elixir he refined was the size of a lychee.

Faced with such a elixir, Lin Wenhao felt a little embarrassed for a while, he couldn't try to see if the elixir was effective, could he?What if there is a mistake in the refining process and the elixir is poisonous?
But Lin Wenhao quickly found a way.

Immediately Lin Wenhao called Xiaoyu out, and Lin Wenhao said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, will the system recover this elixir?"

The small calculations in Lin Wenhao's heart were crackling, as long as the system can be recycled, then there will be no problem with the elixir he made.

After Xiaoyu looked at the elixir in Lin Wenhao's hand, she rolled her eyes and said, "This poison elixir is well refined, and it can be recycled. Points... 2 points."

Lin Wenhao: ...

Alright... The Qi Gathering Pill has become a Poison Pill...

Lin Wenhao ignored Xiaoyu's ridicule and continued to refine the elixir.

The alchemy continued until 5 p.m., and Lin Wenhao finally refined a Qi Gathering Pill. Looking at the uneven surface of the pill in his hand, Lin Wenhao sighed and said, "It's really not easy..."

This afternoon, Lin Wenhao only refined one elixir, and the rest either turned into black charcoal, or turned into "poison elixirs".

Xiaoyu looked at the Qi Gathering Pill in Lin Wenhao's hand, and gave a rare compliment: "The comprehension is not bad."

"It's more important that I guide well."

Lin Wenhao's face twitched and he didn't answer, he felt that he had already mastered Xiaoyu's trick, the self-destruct procedure.

After swallowing the elixir, Lin Wenhao began to refine the medicinal power.

For a moment, Lin Wenhao felt warm and comfortable all over his body, and the aura around him also gathered around Lin Wenhao for him to absorb.

Lin Wenhao just absorbed a little spiritual energy to make up for the deficiency in his body, and then Lin Wenhao went downstairs to prepare dinner.

Lin Wenhao's colleagues who are busy in the kitchen are far away in the Imperial Capital Ability Bureau, and a group of bigwigs are fighting in the conference room.

"Wang Fengfeng! Are you still a member of the Supernatural Bureau?! My husband died in Modu, don't you have any reaction at all?!"

The person who spoke was an old woman about 60 years old. Her name was Fang Qing, and she was Li Zhenyu's wife.

Fang Qing's cultivation is on the 6th level of Qi training, but her body skills are so weird that no one wants to provoke her even in the power bureau.

The person named Wang Gongfeng is a man who looks to be in his 30s, wearing a black jacket, white shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes. He looks very restrained.

But the strength of Wang Fengfeng can actually be ranked in the top three in the ability bureau, and his cultivation base is only one step away from the foundation establishment. He is a real qi training 10th-floor monk.

A cold light flashed in Wang Gongfeng's eyes, and he thought to himself that this crazy woman really didn't know how to live or die, if she dared to say such words before, I would definitely kill her!
"Ahem." The old man coughed.

Most of the killing intent in Wang Gongfeng's eyes disappeared, and he turned his head to the old man and said, "Director, you have to decide this matter."

The old man's face seemed haggard, and his body was unusually hunched, but everyone present did not dare to underestimate him. This dying old man was the director of the Ability Bureau——Lian Shan.

Lian Shan glanced at Wang Gongfeng and said, "Wang Chun'an, this matter should be treated with caution."

"Yes!" Wang Gongfeng hurriedly bent down to salute.

Lian Shan then turned to Fang Qing and said, "Xiao Fang, have you received the news from the Devil's City?"

Fang Qing's eyes flashed viciousness, she gritted her teeth and said, "My husband was burned alive by that demon."

Lian Shan shook his head secretly when he heard Fang Qing's words, an unspeakable feeling rose in his heart.

The Ability Bureau has been established for so many years...has it finally come to this time?cough……

Corruption from top to bottom, bullying others... How long has this phenomenon lasted?

Lian Shan felt emotional in his heart, then he nodded and said, "Xiao Fang, you have the full power to deal with that young man in Shanghai."

When Fang Qing heard this, her face froze, she was very aware of her own strength.

A monk who can kill his own husband, Fang Qing said that he is no match for him, Lian Shan's words are nothing more than that he doesn't want to care about this matter.

Fang Qing's face was gloomy, she nodded heavily and didn't say any more, it was useless to say any more at this time.

"Okay, let's settle the matter like this, and go to work."

Lian Shan waved to the people present, everyone bowed to Lian Shan one after another, and then slowly exited the room.

After everyone left, Lian Shan looked at the ceiling for a while, sighed, and took out a very old-fashioned phone from his pocket.

Open the address book on the phone, there is only one contact in it, and Lian Shan dialed it.

After a short wait, the phone was connected.

"Miss Guan, Li Zhenyu is dead."

"……okay, I get it."

After Lian Shan heard the reply, he immediately hung up the phone, walked to the window and looked at the white clouds in the sky and murmured.

"Is that time finally coming..."