Shiraishi thought this while walking towards the underground laboratory.

There are still no changes in the laboratory. The 'child' he created is still closing his eyes tightly in the floor-standing glass instrument, absorbing the natural energy inside.

Shiraishi looked at the celestial fusion data on the computer, and saw that it had improved a bit compared to yesterday. Although the magnitude was not large, it was indeed very close to success.

The whole morning was wasted like this. During this period, I also adjusted the research method of magic, but I was always a little short of success.

Shiraishi thought of the shrine maiden who was far away in the land of ghosts. In the past few days, he had exchanged many letters with him through the general.

But most of them are related to cooperation.

For example, if you set up a company in the Country of Ghosts, you hope that the officials of the Country of Ghosts will provide facilities as a neutral country and further achieve cooperation.

But Shiraishi knows that the shrine maidens of the Ghost Country know how to use natural energy.

She also reminded herself, 'Be careful about Mount Miaomu'.

Miaomu Mountain, one of the three holy places, is also one of the origins of celestial magic.

Does that witch also know magic?

But would it be too sudden to ask this? After all, something as important as magic would not be handed over to others easily if it were him.

Asking such a secret question rashly may cause the relationship between the two parties to break down.

After all, this is likely to involve an important inheritance of the miko line that cannot be leaked.

"It's really difficult to handle..."

Shiraishi frowned and saw that it was already past twelve o'clock on the clock, so he simply gave up and went out to eat.

When he came back, Shiraishi looked slightly stunned.

Inside the floor-standing glass instrument used to nurture his 'children', his 'children' disappeared.

The natural energy inside is still there, and the glass instrument is not damaged at all, as if all traces of the person have been erased from the glass instrument.

Shiraishi took a few steps forward and immediately noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the laboratory.

shadow.

Lots of shadows.

Countless shadows were spinning on the walls, on the floor, and on Shiraishi's body in weird and very twisted ways.

Blurred shadows, silent silence.

This strange and twisted shadow dance gives people a somewhat confusing and mysterious feeling.

Eventually, all the shadows stopped.

Return to one point.

An entity quietly rose from the ground in front of Shiraishi.

"Father."

A cold female voice.

Dressed in jet black, with pure black flowing long hair, and a pure black metal mask, only a pair of cold eyes with pure black pupils exposed.

A shadow of the dark night like ice and snow.

She knelt on one knee and paid her utmost respect and worship to her Creator.

Bai Shi's eyes were filled with relief. From her cold eyes, he could tell that this was different from that idiot General Tu.

She is a daughter with normal intelligence.

At this time, another object protruded from the ground, a head of clay.

Just when it was about to say something, a dark shadow crossed its neck.

The head with pale golden eyes rolled up on the ground and stopped only after hitting a wall.

The shadow girl, who was still paying tribute to Shiraishi, said in a proud and cold tone: "Father, the enemy has been dealt with."

"..."

"Father?"

The shadow woman spoke with a doubtful tone.

Why don't you praise me yet?

"He is your brother..."

The shadow woman stiffened and lowered her head, as if she was at a loss.
Chapter completed!