This was not the first time that Wang Xinyao had seen the magic of the hammer. After seeing the scene of the hammer flying into the sky with the travel bag, Wang Xinyao couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Compared to the ** contract that has been contained, this hammer is obviously more suitable for combat.

"I just don't know if this thing, like other contained objects, will have corresponding side effects."

"I hope you won't be dominated by power, otherwise... you can be addicted to the power of the hammer today, and you may gradually lose your mind due to the weird power in your body tomorrow."

After taking a deep look at the masked man who disappeared at the edge of the building, Wang Xinyao shook her head and walked towards her home.

…

Zhang Tong did not leave immediately. Instead, after retreating from the edge of the building, he opened his backpack and checked the contents.

Although Zhang Tong didn't recognize many things, fortunately Wang Xinyao thoughtfully made notes for Zhang Tong.

After confirming them one by one, Zhang Tong had a satisfied expression on his face.

"With these things, I will be able to successfully serve as a soldier."

"When the time comes for soldiers and apprentices, I will be able to fight even if I am Sequence Eight!"

Carefully zipping up the travel bag, Zhang Tong jumped off the roof of the office building with the travel bag in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand.

Like a thief, Zhang Tong kept taking taxis and driving around in circles until midnight before finally returning home.

This is not because Zhang Tong is too cautious, but because the things in the bag are too precious.

This thing is like winning a big prize in the lottery. Even if you know that this society is already very safe, you still have to do everything you can to make it safer.

Back at the rental house, Zhang Tong resisted the urge to start practicing Hong Quan now and stuffed the materials under the bed together with the travel bag.

Then, Zhang Tong sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the strange white lotus picture, and soon entered a state of contemplation.

When visualizing, Zhang Tong seemed to have turned into a lotus seed rooted in the darkness, constantly absorbing nutrients from the darkness.

Around him, there were vague and huge strange beings, each of which made Zhang Tong instinctively feel fearful.

There were even bizarre whispers that kept ringing in Zhang Tong's ears, making him unable to help but listen and indulge in them.

Fortunately, during the process of visualizing the white lotus, Zhang Tong's spirit was always able to maintain a little clarity.

The kind of whisper that was not directed at him was not enough to make him sink into it.

…

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.

Zhang Tong's alarm clock is not an electronic alarm clock, but a mechanical alarm clock with a clear and loud sound.

The alarm clock rang on time, awakening Zhang Tong from his trance.

After taking a look at the time, Zhang Tong quickly finished washing up according to his usual pace of life.

However, after washing up, Zhang Tong did not cook the usual medicated meal. Instead, he made an extraordinary medicated meal according to the last recipe of the Dahong Boxing Book!

Seeing that the earthen pot specially used to cook medicinal meals was already sitting on the gas stove, and the water in it would not be dried by the low heat of the gas stove in a short time, Zhang Tong went out with confidence.

Take a taxi and go directly to the remote suburbs of Mingyang City.

Under the confused gaze of the driver, Zhang Tong asked the driver to wait here for more than ten minutes and return directly to the original route at seven o'clock.

During the whole process, Zhang Tong didn't even get out of the car.

So much so that on the way back, the taxi driver hesitated several times.

When he arrived at his rental community, Zhang Tong generously threw down a hundred yuan and hurried back to his rental house.

As soon as he opened the door, a scent of fragrance hit his face, making Zhang Tong's consciousness go into a trance.

It’s so fragrant!

And it's not an ordinary fragrance, but a very strange fragrance that seems to tempt people to have greedy desires all the time.

"Ordinary people who smell this smell and have little willpower will probably eat until they die of exhaustion, right?"

A white light flashed in his eyes, and the mental power given by the apprentice's formula allowed Zhang Tong to resist this temptation.

Then he shook his head, took off the earthenware pot from the gas stove, and placed it on the chopping board.

Then, Zhang Tong set up the large iron pot used to boil the medicinal liquid and began to prepare the medicinal liquid necessary for the medicinal bath.

"According to what is described in the Dahong Boxing Book, the final prescription must be prepared in advance, because a little carelessness will lead to irreversible consequences."

"Although it is not written in Bai Xingye's notes as to what kind of irreversible disaster this is, it must be inseparable from the great terror in the spiritual world."

Resisting the desire to eat and the strong feeling of hunger, Zhang Tong put various ingredients into the iron pot while recalling the records of Dahong Boxing Book.

The above record is really too vague. After all, it is an inheritance from the period when Extraordinary Games was closed. In the era of word-of-mouth transmission, being able to guarantee that the formula is correct is already a blessing among misfortunes.

As for the cultivation experience of previous generations, Zhang Tong had no hope at all.

If the Extraordinary Game had been turned on at that time, would the small Manchu Qing Dynasty be able to enter the Central Plains as if they were entering an uninhabited land?

The vastness of the land and abundant resources is no joke!

The vastness of the land and abundant resources means that the number and types of strange beings will be greater.

In addition, the ancient inheritance of Dongci Kingdom is simply not comparable to that of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.

If the extraordinary game was enabled in that era and the Qing Dynasty entered the game, they would probably be defeated by a thousand armies by an extraordinary person alone?

But this is just a thought, extraordinary games must not have been opened in modern history.

Although Zhang Tong has no theoretical basis for this, he can probably analyze it based on the number of extraordinary beings currently controlled by the country.

In modern history, if an extraordinary game was launched, with its terrifying weirdness and extraordinary formula, there is no reason why it would not be taken seriously by the country.

Only when the last extraordinary game was launched was a long time ago, many things will be buried in history and turned into absurd legends.

Not to mention those in power don’t believe it, ordinary people don’t believe it either.

People who believe... are superstitious!

In his wild thoughts, Zhang Tong managed to survive several hours.

At noon, the Yang Qi was strong, and the liquid in the iron pot completely turned pure black, surging in the iron pot.

Looking at the abyss-like liquid surging in the iron pot, Zhang Tong had an absurd idea in his mind.

He wanted to jump in...

"The strange power, even if it is transformed into materials, still retains some factor that makes people lose control?"

Zhang Tong shook his head. As an apprentice, he could easily resist such an impulse.

"So, the loss of control that Wang Xinyao said should be the result of the residual strange power."

"Of course, it could also be the influence of that indescribable whisper."

"But no matter what, I have made all the preparations I can."

Turning off the gas stove, using cotton gloves, he poured the liquid into the wooden barrel filled with warm water. Zhang Tong took a deep breath:

"Everything is ready, it's time to start."
Chapter completed!