The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 132 Scraped Bus
After the brief conflict with foreign forces, Li Shao quickly left here, most likely to deal with his own situation.

And Zhang Dong also realized that the national war was about to break out, and there were many masters among foreign forces, so he urgently needed to expand his team.

He thought of Luo Qian first.

Luo Qian was buried in the cemetery during the confrontation between the dead souls in the ancestral hall, and now he must be found as soon as possible.

This requires an extremely powerful supernatural item: the supernatural bus.

This car is equipped with the ghost's supernatural power and can carry many passengers to travel to supernatural places, or invade ghost lands, etc. It is much easier to use than the previous control that only relied on Zhang Bohua's ghost herding ability.

With it, traveling to the endless graveyard is no longer difficult.

What's more important is that the suppressive power it displays is unparalleled. Even S Ligui will fall into a deep sleep if it is bumped.

It's a rare killer weapon.

Now that all the puzzle pieces to make a bus have been found, all that is left is a scrapped bus.

Luo Wensong thought quickly after hearing this. The Supernatural Society has a great cause. Although it is the early Republic of China, there should still be no shortage of buses.

"The bus you want can only be found in big cities. Generally speaking, ghost control organizations are not interested in that thing, but my supernatural society is the largest organization in the country, and it should have taken in a few of them. Let's go to the warehouse and take a look. There may be discoveries there.”

Zhang Dong nodded, and a winding path immediately appeared in front of the two of them, leading directly to the warehouse of the Supernatural Society's headquarters.

Different from the warehouse that stores supernatural items, all commonly used items are stored here, and there is no supernatural power stored there.

Push open the warehouse door.

The first thing that comes into view is the office area, where many paper documents, writing tools, desks and chairs are piled up.

No use.

The two came to the second warehouse.

Here are some emergency supplies, food, clean water, clothing, medicine, etc., which are generally reserved for ordinary people in the paranormal society and not used by ghost controllers.

The third warehouse was locked and contained many guns and ammunition, and even a few artillery pieces.

In most cases, this thing is used to maintain the stability of a certain area. It is mostly used to block supernatural events that cannot be handled, and it is targeted at ordinary people.

The fourth warehouse stores transportation vehicles.

Parked at the door are several brand-new Ford cars. They were just bought from abroad a while ago and have not been used much here.

Not only Ford cars, but also some other brands of cars, as well as rickshaws, bicycles, etc.

Zhang Dong glanced around, his eyes moved slightly and said: "You have a lot of things from the supernatural society, and you have even prepared the supporting parts for repairing the car."

Luo Wensong said: "The Supernatural Society has a big business and it cannot be maintained by relying solely on the supernatural circle. Otherwise, how can we support so many people? Dealing with supernatural events is our main business, but we still need other aspects to maintain financial operations, but I generally don't care about those things .”

Zhang Dong said no more and walked forward quickly.

The fourth warehouse was obviously larger. He walked for a minute before reaching the end. At the end corner of the warehouse, an old light yellow bus came into view.

"This thing was bought at a high price before. Because the output is small, it is difficult to buy new ones. Only such scrapped ones are willing to be sold to us by the government."

Luo Wensong stared at the bus and explained.

Zhang Dong nodded slightly and immediately looked at the bus that seemed to be paralyzed.

The car was shaped like a rectangular metal box, with light yellow paint on the surface. It was rusty in some places, revealing wounds like corpse spots.

There are a row of windows on each side of the bus. The windows are relatively intact. The front is a huge glass, which looks very fragile, and a few cracks can be seen vaguely.

When the door was pushed open, the rusty metal made a screeching sound that quickly spread throughout the warehouse.

After a cursory glance, Zhang Dong clearly saw that the car had 35 seats and a driver's seat.

But his brows quickly furrowed.The way the driver's seat operates is a bit strange, not quite like a modern bus.

However, these are small things, not problems, and can be changed using supernatural powers.

The driver's seat was wrapped in some kind of leather, which was covered in dust and had a few holes in it in some places, revealing the padding inside.

It looked like no one had sat in it for years.

Not only the driver's seat, but also the rows of seats behind were stained. There was also a pile of debris and garbage scattered on the floor of the car, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of dust.

Obviously, this bus that was about to be scrapped was still an antique even during the Republic of China.

"Do you really want to use this thing to pick someone up?" Luo Wensong also stepped into this car for the first time. He frowned and looked at it with a look of surprise on his face.

Even starting the car is a problem.

"It definitely won't work the way it looks now. It needs to be added with supernatural power before it can be used." Zhang Dong said straight to the point, "After the production is completed, it can be used to carry ghosts, or ghost controllers, or even living people, and the ghosts on the car can't be used." It will fall into silence and will not actively attack other targets."

"In addition, this car is also a very powerful supernatural object. It will not feel good to be hit."

Luo Wensong's eyes relaxed slightly after hearing this, showing a slightly surprised expression.

"Making this kind of thing is not my area of ​​expertise. You can figure it out. If you need any other help, just ask."

Zhang Dong nodded, without the slightest hint of politeness, and immediately used the supernatural power of the muddy path to send the car back to Taiping Town.

The main work of making the bus still needs to be left to Wang Yin at the blacksmith shop. He only needs to provide the ghost and point out the key steps.

"I hope that guy Wang Yin knows how to build a car."

Zhang Dong thought, looked at Luo Wensong and said, "Now take me to the residence of the members of the Supernatural Society to have a look."

"Are you referring to Meng Xiaodong's residence?" Luo Wensong said, "Most of the ghost masters in the Supernatural Society do not have fixed residences. They have been dealing with supernatural events and are at home all over the world. We are only responsible for solving the resurrection of their evil ghosts. The problem is, at most, a small amount of gold will be provided to imprison the devils. Only some squad leaders with outstanding achievements have separate rooms."

"However, Meng Xiaodong is one of them."

Zhang Dong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly understood where Li Shao's resentment came from.

Good guy, these ghost masters are made to work for the supernatural society every day, but in the end they are not even given a place to live, and they are not paid. No wonder the people at the bottom are rebellious.

This is a complete exploitation of employees.

soon.

The two came to a five-story building.

This place is far away from the headquarters, and it is in a remote area on the outskirts of the city. I am afraid it is also to prevent some ghost masters from having too much impact after they revive.

Stand in front of the building.

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed slightly.

He smelled a strong smell of blood before he got close. The whole building looked eerie. Although it looked relatively new on the outside, every window was tightly closed and it was pitch black inside. The light is like a ghost house.

"There are many team captains living in this building, but most of them were on missions before the accident, so there won't be too many people who died in the house." Luo Wensong's tone was cold, without a trace of regret or pity.

As if talking about a trivial matter.

Zhang Dong immediately deepened his impression of him. He was really a ruthless guy. So many of his employees died without any trouble.

Perhaps this also reflects his words: strong people will only be born from death again and again, and those who are unable to survive can only accept their fate.

"Come on, go in and have a look."

After withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Dong strode into the building.

(End of this chapter)