Travel through the 1945 super power construction secret base

Wang Ze withdrew the superpowers that had been controlling Wu San.

The next moment, Wu San opened his eyes and looked at the light above, but his eyes were unfocused, as if he had lost his soul, and he did not react for a long time.

"Get up now that you're awake. How long are you going to lie down?" Wang Ze said speechlessly.

Hearing Wang Ze's voice, Wu San suddenly came back to his senses. He turned his head to see Wang Ze, and quickly stood up and asked hesitantly: "Patriarch, I..."

"From now on, you will change your face, change your identity, and take charge of the Nanhua Secret Guard." Wang Ze said with a smile while sitting on a stool with his legs crossed.

"Secret guard?" Wu San asked doubtfully.

"Well, the department responsible for external military operations, Nanhua will not recognize the existence of this department. What do you decide?" Wang Ze explained.

After a moment of silence, Wu San said firmly, "I am willing to join the Dark Guard."

He didn't expect that he would still be alive. This was already very lucky. What else could he ask for? Even if he had to change his identity, as long as he could serve the patriarch, it would be fine.

"Okay, lie down and I'll change your appearance." Wang Ze stood up and said.

Wu San nodded and lay down as he was told.

Upon hearing this, Wu San turned around and lay on the operating table, staring at Wang Ze with his eyes open.

Wang Ze felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and then he used his superpower to hit Wu San on the head, causing Wu San to faint.

Wang Ze nodded with satisfaction, that's right.

This was the first time he tried to change a person's appearance.

Wang Ze controlled his superpowers to sense Wu San's face, and then began to change Wu San's facial bones and adjust his facial muscles.

This work requires great meticulousness and patience, because every slight change may affect the final effect.

After working carefully for dozens of minutes, Wang Ze stopped using his superpowers and looked directly at Wu San.

He couldn't help but gasp, thinking to himself: This looks a bit strange and uncoordinated!

So Wang Ze began to adjust the details constantly, adding a little on the left, subtracting a little on the right, trying to make Wu San's face look more natural.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he always felt that he was still a little short of it.

Finally, Wang Ze crossed his arms and sighed helplessly.

He realized that this was not just a technical job, but also required a certain aesthetic ability.

He walked out of the room, picked up the phone and called Tian Yi. "Hey, Tian Yi, do me a favor and find me a Western medicine doctor I can trust. She must be a female doctor with painting experience." After answering the phone, Wang Ze directly stated his request.

Anyway, he couldn't do the job well. After working for an hour, Wang Ze felt like he had created a monster.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ze looked at Wu San on the operating table, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to let him lie there unconscious.

Wang Ze walked out of the operating room and went to the breeding area to clean up the mice first.

To be honest, Wang Ze didn't want to do this anymore. After all, Qing Ling was rarely used, and now he had a lot of Qing Ling piled up.

Wang Ze controlled the rats and separated the rat meat and bones.

Then the bones are broken down into very fine and pure bone powder, which is then controlled to become small bottles.

The extracted light spirit was also put into the bottle. Wang Ze controlled the bottle containing the light spirit and moved it to the shelf in the warehouse next to it.

There were small bone bottles densely packed on the shelves. Wang Ze felt that these light spirits could not be used up, they could never be used up.

Wang Ze shook his head and decided to leave these spirits here for the time being. They would definitely be useful in the future.

Wang Ze continued to dry the rat meat, removing the moisture from it and making it dry and brittle.

Then, he carefully cleaned away all impurities in the rat meat to ensure its purity.

Wang Ze then mixed the remaining meat powder and bone powder together and compressed them into a ball to make it tightly combined.

Finally, he controlled the light spirit floating in the air and injected a small amount of light spirit into it to make it evenly distributed.

In this way, the crystal clear and light pills were produced.

Each bottle of Qingling Pill contains ten pills. Wang Ze is already very skilled in making Qingling Pills, so he quickly finished several hundred bottles.

He called Wang Shu and asked her to be responsible for distributing the Qingling Pills to those in need as usual.

Now, many people in Nanhua need Qingling Dan, including not only the previous members of the base, but also the newly joined members of the Security Bureau and a large number of scientific research and technical personnel.

These people need to take a Light Spirit Pill every week to keep the pineal gland functioning.

After finishing all this, Wang Ze just sat down and was about to watch TV to relax, when Wang Shu walked in and said to him, "Chief, the people from Tian's area are here."

Wang Ze nodded to show that he understood and asked Wang Shu to call them in.

After a while, Tian Yi walked into the room with someone and came in front of Wang Ze. Wang Ze smiled and motioned for them to sit down.

Tian Yi was sitting on the sofa with a young and beautiful girl.

Wang Ze took a look and felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"Are you Li Wenting?" Wang Ze suddenly remembered that this girl was his mother's family doctor.

He was very surprised and didn't expect Tian Yi to choose her.

"Chief, it's me." Li Wenting nodded with a smile.

"Why did you think of coming here to help?" Wang Ze asked curiously.

"When Mayor Tian went to the hospital to select personnel, he mentioned that he needed someone who understood Western medicine, was good at anatomy, could paint, and was proficient in Western oil painting and Eastern ink painting. I happened to meet these conditions, so I signed up," Li Wenting explained confidently.

"Well, Tian Yi told you that if you join our research institute, you may not be able to leave Xincheng in the future." Wang Ze looked at her seriously, wanting to confirm whether she was aware of this.

"I understand. That's fine with me." Li Wenting nodded in acceptance without hesitation.

In fact, after living in the new city for more than a year, Li Wenting has already regarded herself as a member of the new city.

Moreover, one of the important reasons why Tian Yi chose her was that she was the Queen Mother's family doctor and had already been vetted, so there was no need to worry about her safety.

In addition, Li Wenting does not plan to return to Singapore. Working with the patriarch is undoubtedly a better opportunity for her, and her future development will be higher. Just look at Wang Chun now, who has gone from a maid to the deputy director of the South China National Television.

"Okay, then it's your turn." Wang Ze smiled and nodded to Tian, indicating that he could leave.

Then he stood up and said softly, "Let's go and see if you can help."

Li Wenting nodded slightly, her heart full of anticipation and nervousness.

She followed Wang Ze closely. This was the most confidential place in the new city, and she had been very curious about it for a long time.

When they stepped into the operating room on the second floor, she was shocked when she saw the person lying on the operating table. This person's appearance was so strange!

Li Wenting widened her eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

She originally thought she was very familiar with the human body, but now she finds that her understanding has been completely overturned.

This person's face was distorted and deformed, and his facial features seemed to be in the wrong place, which was creepy.

"Who... who is this person? Why does he look like this?" Li Wenting asked stutteringly, with a hint of panic in her voice.