"Go do something else first."
Bai Ningning stood up, brought Jiang Miao from the underworld, and at the same time found a reliable ghost messenger as a bodyguard, asking them to get some things for her.
After doing all this, Bai Ningning explained to the three top ghost messengers present: "Yuan Muyang has a good memory. If he had paid attention at the time, he might have been able to draw it for us."
Qinghuai's ghost spirit was a little agitated, but he did not flare up. He just quietly marked the time points and key points on the paper.
After a while, Jiang Miao brought her the SIM card she had requested and said, "I've topped it up a lot before, so it should still work."
Bai Ningning stuffed them back into the underworld and said, "Thank you. In return, you can let this underworld elder show you around the underworld. I'm sure there should be many special seasoning ingredients for the underworld that you might be interested in."
As Jiang Miao complained loudly, "How heartless! You just throw it away after using it?! At least tell me what you are doing with my phone number——", Bai Ningning closed the door to the underworld.
Bai Ningning was quite cautious. She first confirmed with Zhuo Yang that Yuan Muyang could receive messages before inserting Jiang Miao's SIM card into the new phone and sending a message to Yuan Muyang using her number.
"I received a call, I need help."
She didn't leave any signal to prove her identity, but given Yuan Muyang's character, he would definitely reply after receiving it.
Fan Wujiu was puzzled: "Why go through so much trouble? Zhuo Yang said he could contact me, why didn't you just call?"
"Because we're not sure when he'll suddenly become unreachable. What if Yuan Xiushuo happens to be there the second before we call?"
Without waiting for a reply, Bai Ningning put her phone on the table, took out a pencil and ruler, spread out a piece of A4 paper in front of her, and began to design a circuit diagram.
Fan Wujiu watched her for a while, but couldn't understand the horizontal lines and small squares she drew. He asked, "What is this?"
Bai Ningning: "Circuit diagram of the underworld. We can't connect to the power supply of the human world, but if we want to build the underworld network, we must have our own energy source and then convert it into electricity."
Fan Wujiu was completely confused. Chu Ze instantly understood that this was a groundbreaking idea and warned him, "I don't recommend it. The underworld doesn't have any endless energy. In the end, it will all absorb the energy of you, the King of Hell. Isn't that the same as bleeding?"
Bai Ningning calmly drew a straight line half the length of a sheet of paper and said, "Yes, resentment."
"ah?!"
The three top ghost officials in the underworld were all shocked. They stopped their work and stared at Bai Ningning.
Bai Ningning: "Energy is conserved. Dispelling resentment consumes energy anyway, so it's better to convert it directly into electricity. This is considered waste utilization."
She spoke calmly and easily, her tone so indifferent that it seemed as if she had just purchased a batch of new furniture for the underworld.
Bai Ningning wrote with her right hand and stretched out her left hand. A faint black gas appeared in the void above her palm.
Bai Ningning clenched her fingers slightly, and the ghost energy in her palm instantly turned into tiny blue-purple lightning bolts, which crackled like static electricity and then disappeared in an instant.
“?!”
Chu Ze stared blankly for a long time. It was the first time he heard of this kind of energy conversion, and even seeing it with his own eyes still found it incredible.
The Black and White Impermanence also looked at each other in confusion. They didn't even quite understand what electricity was. The underworld never needed electricity.
Qing Huai gave her a cold look and said, "Don't use my ghost energy for demonstration next time."
Bai Ningning smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I don't have any ready-made resentments, but you seem to have quite a lot attached to you..."
Chu Ze covered his chest, calmed himself down, and asked Bai Ningning with wide eyes, "Only you can do this energy conversion, right?"
Bai Ningning: "That shouldn't be the case. I got the idea when I saw Jiang Miao using a phone. Nowadays, most phones have capacitive screens. If ghosts can use it, it proves that current can be generated between ghosts and phones."
She withdrew her hand and continued to draw the circuit diagram: "I'll wait until Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai recover, then I'll try to teach them."
She actually didn't quite understand the principle behind it, she just happened to succeed.
[Get new skills and master lightning]
[Are you trying to steal Lei Gong and Dian Mu's job? ]
But what's the point of mastering lightning? Ghost catchers don't need lightning to catch ghosts.
[When facing bad guys, I have a way to protect myself, after all, I have a portable power bank (dog head)]
[Why not just take the power bank out to fight? Why bother?]
The comments were clamoring, and Fan Wujiu also asked, "But there's no need for electricity in the underworld, right?"
Bai Ningning's vision was blocked, and she couldn't continue drawing. She could only helplessly support her face with one hand, and twirled the pen with the other to pass the time and keep her hand in shape. She explained, "If I can successfully connect to the human world's network, maybe I can quickly locate the wandering soul."
Fan Wujiu: "Ah?"
Bai Ningning: "The electric current generated by ghosts and humans is different. We can use this subtle current to determine the concentration of ghost energy in the area, and then assign ghost messengers as needed."
Fan Wujiu seemed to understand, but he didn't quite understand. He said, "But we also distributed according to demand before..."
The ghost officers sense the ghost aura and then send out a corresponding number of ghost officers to solve the problem.
Bai Ningning seemed to have been prepared and answered fluently: "Well, but isn't there a shortage of ghost officials now? And because of the environment, everyone's strength has declined. Then we can decide what level of ghost officials to send out based on the ratio of resentment and ghost energy."
Bai Ningning casually sketched a rough map on another draft book, then circled a large area on it very casually. She said, "Dead souls are born every day in this world. Most of them are harmless white areas. New ghosts who die of natural causes only need to send guide ghosts to bring them to the underworld. For such cases, there is no need to specially dispatch ghost messengers. We can let the residents of the underworld serve as volunteer ghost messengers."
Bai Ningning drew a few more black dots on the map. "Similarly, for resentful ghosts who died unnatural deaths, we can dispatch ghost messengers of corresponding levels based on the concentration of their resentment. Of course, this is an idealized scenario. In reality, we don't even have a design sketch yet. We have a long way to go."
"Oh~!" Chu Ze understood what she meant and explained to the two antique ghost officers, "They are taking over the job of patrol ghost officers. There is no need to send a large number of ghost officers to patrol the human world anymore."
Fan Wujiu: "But those are just junior ghost messengers, they are highly replaceable, there are a lot of them, right?"
Xie Bian knocked his head and complained: "You are really hopeless."
Bai Ningning's pen accidentally flew out and drew a long stroke on Xie Bian's drawing.
She quickly apologized and explained, not giving Xie Bian a chance to scold her, saying, "This way, the junior ghost messengers will have a lot of time to study and improve in the underworld, and strengthen their strength. As long as everyone rolls up—"
The King of Hell can be replaced by a salted fish.
Bai Ningning kept this sentence in her heart, and said it righteously: "Let's work together to build a prosperous underworld!"
Chu Ze lazily leaned back in his chair and suddenly laughed, "We previously arranged for patrolling ghost officers to take turns monitoring the concentration of ghost energy in various places. Later, due to some special reasons... you should understand even if I don't explain, so we withdrew all the ghost officers and handed this work over to the Human World Xuanmen... If this kind of device can really be made, that person must be the happiest, right?"
He spoke slowly with an unconscious smile on his face. It didn't seem like he was telling a story, but rather like he was reliving memories related to someone.
Bai Ningning ignored it and looked at Xie Bian with an apologetic smile on her face.
The other person was resignedly holding an eraser, trying to erase the pen marks she had accidentally drawn.
Xie Bian wiped it for a while and found that the paper was wrinkled, but the pen marks were intact. However, some of the pencil drawings he copied were erased.
Xie Bian changed the paper silently and asked, "Are you using a gel pen?"
Bai Ningning was stunned for a moment, then looked down to confirm: "It's a pencil, can't it be erased?"
"It can't be wiped off."
Bai Ningning pulled the paper over and tried it with an eraser, unconvinced: "Isn't it erased?"
Xie Bian realized the crux of the matter and took another piece of white paper and handed it to Bai Ningning: "Use a pencil to draw the formation diagram again."
Qing Huai reminded without even looking up: "Leave one key line undrawn."
Chu Ze immediately understood what they meant and moved a chair over to sit down. "Can any formation she draws with any tool be effective?"
Qing Huai: "Not sure, but just in case."
After all, he had been cheated by her ghost paintings.
[It’s hard to say what she drew, but the effect is very weird]
[It may not meet expectations, but it will definitely meet the program effect]
If this tricks everyone into it, it will be a masterpiece.
[No, I want to see it for another hundred years]
The barrage was secretly saying bad things about her again. Bai Ningning took note of the barrage again and started drawing after it passed.
Bai Ningning copied as she said, "I can't guarantee the effect of the drawing. The formations and talismans I drew seem to become weird."
Chu Ze put the eraser into her left palm and said, "If things go wrong, just erase it. Be prepared at any time. You should have a premonition... probably."
Bai Ningning: “…”
When Bai Ningning had copied three-quarters of the way, the formation had already begun to emit spiritual energy that was visible to the naked eye of the ghost.
Chu Ze could vaguely feel the suction of the A4 paper. He quickly held down Bai Ningning's hand to stop her from continuing to draw, saying, "Don't draw anymore. First, follow Xiaobai's draft and erase the parts that need to be erased, then continue to add."
They originally wanted Bai Ningning to run the formation for a while after finishing the drawing and then erase it. On the one hand, this could prove that the formation on the design drawing was correct, and on the other hand, this could restore the formation after the changes - there might be unknown differences between the formation that had been run and the formation that had not been run.
But unexpectedly, Bai Ningning's spiritual power was too strong. The formation had not even been completed, but the basic lines were laid out. Even if the formation was drawn with a pencil and A4 paper, it had already started to work.
Bai Ningning was immune to the formation on the A4 paper and didn't understand what was going on. She looked up and found that the expressions of the other four people present were not very good. Then she started to read the barrage to understand the situation.
[Hilarious! My spiritual power is too strong! I'll be locked up if I continue drawing.]
[Killing the father to seize the throne]
[Shocked! The dignified Black and White Impermanence were almost punished by an A4 paper! ]
Judging from Ningning's concentration, I guess she might not even know they were imprisoned.
[Looking up: Huh? Where did everyone go? When did they leave?]
Bai Ningning didn't look at Xie Bian's draft. She intuitively erased a thicker line and asked, "Is it better?"
"It's okay." Chu Ze breathed a sigh of relief. "There's no distinction between thick and thin lines in the design."
"I just drew it casually. Sometimes I used too much force and didn't pay attention."
As Bai Ningning spoke, she added and subtracted lines according to Xie Bian's drawing, and added a few lines based on her intuition. After adding them, she felt that it looked much better.
Xie Bian stared at Bai Ningning's copy for a while and concluded: "No, the thickness of Little Yama's lines is divided according to the direction of spiritual energy flow."
[This is so funny. Ningning is so secretive, but she was seen through right away.]
[In fact, Ningning can recover without Yuan Muyang, she is looking for an excuse to confirm Yuan Muyang's condition]
[Then the question arises, how did Ning Ning know that Yuan Muyang was dying? ]
Bai Ningning accidentally used too much force and the tip of the pen scratched the paper.
Chu Ze noticed something and asked, "What's wrong? You seem uneasy."
Bai Ningning didn't answer, but pushed the A4 paper in front of Xie Bian: "Now that you understand it, you can study it on your own."
Qing Huai explained to him, "The rotation speed of each layer is different. According to this residual formation, every forty-nine revolutions, a gap will appear in this direction. Seize this opportunity and rush out through this route."
Fan Wujiu looked at the complicated blueprint, his face wrinkled pitifully: "I don't understand."
Qing Huai completely ignored her. After completing the task assigned to him by Bai Ningning, he returned to Daoli to rest without any reluctance.
Xie Bian already understood the general idea. He used a pen to simulate the route on the map and said, "Wait a moment. I'll teach you after I succeed."
Bai Ningning fell into deep thought over the circuit diagram in front of her, unable to put pen to paper.
Yuan Muyang is dying?
Why?
What's going on?
If Yuan Muyang was dying, why did Zhuo Yang tell her that she could send a message?
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