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Regardless of how much his phone rang, Mo Huasong still didn't move, lying on the ground the entire time.
The sun had set, and there was still no sign of activity in the factory.
Wu Chaoxing's entire team had been incinerated, vanished without a trace from this world. No one could contact them anymore.
Suddenly, Mo Huasong twitched a little, then leapt into a seated position and started meditating right there on the ground.
A week later, Mo Huasong opened his eyes, radiating wild excitement.
He'd successfully absorbed the Black Ghost Fire into his body, and it caused him no harm for the time being.
As for what might happen in the future, he'd deal with it then. Given enough time, he'd increase his strength and completely refine the Black Ghost Fire.
Even now, his abilities had improved significantly.
