In the following future, a large number of people come and go almost every day.

The military masters who originally protected the Future Research Institute were transferred and replaced by transcendents to protect the Future Research Institute. The suture was stolen and this kind of thing can't happen again.

From the afternoon of the first day, the Zhonghai City Mystery Bureau transported all the captured demons and ghosts, and the next day, researchers from other research institutes also arrived one after another, including more than a dozen professors and three academicians.

These three academicians are all the deans of the institute where the suture was to be transported before.

The young ones are in their fifties, and the old ones are already in their eighties.

Academician Li didn't expect that the three old friends would come, and he could only reluctantly agree to the old friend's request to see Jiang Chenggong, but only let Jiang Chenggong spare an hour to explain his theory.

After all, the paper has been described in detail, but some details are difficult to get in place.

"The afterlife is terrible."

"Yes, with Xiao Jiang, it seems that I can feel at ease in a few years."

"Are you interested in coming to our Freshman Institute?"

"Oops... Lao Qin stopped, success is our future research institute, you can't poach people. ”

"Haha, just kidding, kidding."

An hour later, Jiang Chenggong returned to the laboratory again, and he breathed a sigh of relief, after all, in the face of a genuine academician, he, a fake professor, was really frightened.

But fortunately, this is not an academic discussion, but a discussion about demons and ghosts, and the details of the suture have been added. In this regard, he is an expert with the teaching of the diary.

After all, he has been learning.

And the research progress of the suture, except for Tuhanim, he is the second person in this world. In his eyes, the four academicians can indeed only be regarded as apprentices, after all, this is not an academic that has been thoroughly studied in society, but a completely new field.

Back in the lab, he washed his body, put on a white coat, and began to continue his experiments.

Looking at the terminally ill patient lying on the experimental table, Jiang Chenggong was expressionless, at the beginning, he would feel pity, but after doing more experiments, his emotions became much weaker.

Perhaps this is the part that researchers have to deal with.

A few days later, Jiang Chenggong looked tired.

In the past few days, there have been more and more sutures in the research institute, and the preliminary estimate is that there are already several hundred, which is still made under the condition of a high failure rate.

This is enough to witness how powerful a country's mobilization is.

However, no one in the research institute has yet been able to fuse the suture with the human, allowing the human to control the power of the rules.

But everyone is not anxious, after all, doing experiments is like this, and even after a year or two, it is normal to have no results.

Jiang Chenggong sat on the chair, closed his eyes for a while, and took out the diary in his arms, "The experiments I have done in the past few days have failed, do you have any suggestions?" ”

Now Jiang Chenggong has encountered a little problem.

In the last few days, he has been unable to fuse the suture with the human, which is puzzling.

Demons have bodies, so if humans want to master extraordinary powers and become demon covenanters, they can transplant demon organs.

The ghost is a soul state, and if a human is fused with it, he can become a ghost master.

There is a big difference between the two.

The negative emotions of humans pollute animals and can demonize them. And the rest are transformed into ghosts, which are a direct manifestation of the negative emotions of human beings.

One has entities, one has none.

The suture body is the body with the demon, and the body is the soul of the ghost, which is a fusion of the two.

It stands to reason that he can choose to transplant, or he can choose to fuse the human body with the ghost, which should allow humans to master the rules.

He thought that he was not meticulous enough, but after the experiment in the past few days, every time he failed, it made him feel a little wrong.

He had even killed a suture and made it into a dish for the test subject, but failed.

[I don't have a clue about this. 】

The previous host, every time he found out that something was wrong with him, he began to make trouble, and he couldn't get this far. So Tuhanim is also taking one step at a time.

But it can't be helped, this is the disadvantage of his fusion with the contract.

However, the Future Diary has the function of absorbing information from its surroundings at all times, and it has been in the research institute to know about almost all the failed experiments.

And the experiment itself is a process of error correction, and the more mistakes there are, the closer you are to success.

The reason why Tuhanim didn't remind Jiang Chenggong was because in his opinion, it only needed a sufficient number of sutures, and as for doing human experiments or anything, it was not in his plan at all.

On the contrary, he did not want to do human experiments, after all, it was a waste to consume a suture body for every experiment.

Although these sutures have the faint power of the rules, they are too few in number, so he is not reckless now. I only hope that when the sutures reach a certain number, he will be able to absorb them directly and become one of the true seven gods.

But now that Jiang has successfully asked for help, he can't be indifferent, the two have supported them all the way, and they have long been acquainted, and he refuses at this time, isn't it suspicious.

After all, he was going to help Jiang succeed in becoming an evil god in the first place, and this was something he promised the other party.

[In this way, I'll absorb a suture and see how it goes.] 】

Tuhanim felt that he should put on a show.

"Okay." As he spoke, Jiang Chenggong came to a suture body.

Soon, a series of blood-red unknown handwriting appeared on the diary, and Jiang Chenggong couldn't read it at all. The next moment, he saw the stitch in front of him turn into a cloud of black smoke and escape into the diary.

When Tuhanim absorbed the suture in front of him and was about to devour the faint source of rules, he was suddenly stunned.

The faint source of rules, like clear water, circulated in his body for a circle, and then dissipated into the void.

How can it be?

At this moment, Tuhanim's mood fluctuated.

[I didn't analyze it, I absorbed another suture.] 】

After swallowing three sutures in a row, Tuhanim was silent, the rule source in the stitch body was like a void thing, after he devoured it, he did not enhance his rule source at all, but all of them escaped into the void and disappeared without a trace.

At first, Tuhanim thought that he was calculated, but as a fusion with the future diary, he was the only one who calculated others, and even if someone calculated him, he could feel it.

Could it be that the theory of the Seven Gods, which has been pursued for so long, is false and is bound to fail?

Tuhanim's mood fluctuated, and if he had a human body, his complexion would be very ugly at this time.

But he finally calmed down, and his mind turned, and his eyes were fixed on the test subject on the test table.

"Could it be..."