Although these white mist will not cause any harm to people, they have now spread to his own jurisdiction, causing a lot of inconvenience to local citizens. This makes him, who is responsible for the stability of the Western District, feel very dull.

"Jingle Bell……"

The cell phone rang, Zhang Yudang took it out of his pocket and answered the call.

"Hi, Secretary Han."

"Director Zhang, the director asked me to ask, how long will it take for the fog issue to be resolved?" Han Xue asked on the other side of the phone.

"Secretary Han, I just asked Dean Wang and he said it will take about an hour to handle it," Zhang Yudang said.

"Okay, then please handle it as soon as possible!" Han Xue on the other side of the phone responded and then hung up the call.

After ending the call, Zhang Yudang went to look for Wang An. When he arrived at the place where the researchers from the Institute of Psychic Energy were, Zhang Yudang found Wang An, who was playing with the instruments to detect something with his colleagues.

"Dean Wang." Zhang Yudang called.

Wang An heard someone calling him, turned around and saw it was Zhang Yudang, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's Director Zhang!"

"Dean Wang, it's almost done! After such a long time, you have almost collected the data! Can we take action?" Zhang Yudang asked.

Wang An shook his head and said, "Director Zhang, give me a few more minutes, and I will collect the data right away. Then you can take action."

"Oh, Dean Wang! What's there to collect here? Just start solving it." Zhang Yudang said.

"This newly emerged psychic material has such unprecedented characteristics. If you don't take this opportunity to collect data, do you still want to send so many people to deal with it when it appears again next time?"

Wang An asked.

"This..." Zhang Yudang was speechless.

"Collect the data, wait until we study it, and create a spiritual weapon to directly solve its problems. Wouldn't the efficiency be greatly improved?" Wang An continued.
Chapter completed!