Disaster Shelter

Tsk, it turns out that some of the consciousness of those ghosts is still inside the glass bead. No wonder this happened.

Among the many ghosts, Wen Wen saw the ghost with a white strip of fat hanging on his face, so he confirmed the situation.

The residual consciousness of those ghosts was unwilling to be swallowed by Qin Shuang, so they tried their best to resist.

Although as a ghost, Qin Shuang is much stronger than any ghost here, but there are too many ghosts here, so now Qin Shuang has temporarily lost control of the ghost body.

After the huge body squirmed for a while, it barely formed a stable shape.

On the top are densely packed arms and heads, and below are countless brush-like thighs.

Those dozens of heads and faces looked at Wen Wen in unison, and they could recognize that it was Wen Wen who brought them to this end.

So, they wailed in unison, uttering the screams of the undead, and the miserable howls containing great resentment passed through the fence, causing Hu Youling to cover his ears and squat on the ground.

Xu Hai, who had just woken up for a few days and hadn't even figured out the situation in the shelter, heard the sound, bleeding from his ears and nose, and passed out.

Among all the monsters, he was the most vulnerable, so he couldn't bear the impact of the sound.

Wen Wen's face darkened, his fingers moved slightly, and a barrier was raised to isolate the voices of these ghosts in the cell, preventing them from being transmitted.

When the monster was imprisoned in the asylum, there were complete settings in the cell, so that the monster could not use its ability to affect outside the cell.

But this kind of setting is difficult to deal with unexpected situations like today, so monsters with a certain strength will be transferred to the cells on the next floor to prevent accidents from happening.

In prison, you must have a correct attitude, otherwise you will suffer.

Wen Wen looked at the numbing aggregate of ghosts, snorted softly, and stretched out his hand to it.

The ghost who was showing off his power was directly imprisoned in the center of the cell, and his body was squeezed by an invisible force. In the end, the squeezed force exceeded the limit of the body, and the huge body exploded directly.

Countless stumps covered the entire cell, making it extremely disgusting.

Qin Shuang half-kneeled in the flesh and blood, his eyes closed tightly.

The scattered flesh and stumps slowly squirmed back around him, forming a scarlet ball of flesh.

Like a cocoon.

That should be fine.

In the state of the disaster prison officer, Wen Wen can do a lot of things, so although he was ruthless just now, he kept his measure.

He only crushed the consciousness of other ghosts, but did not harm Qin Shuang's body.

When Qin Shuang came out of this cocoon, he should no longer be fit to stay in the cell in the disaster area.

The scene just now made the other monsters shudder from the bottom of their hearts. When did this perverted strength expand to this extent?

It's not as simple as simply becoming stronger, but it seems that life itself has jumped to another level.

Coincidentally, several monsters gave up the idea of ​​escaping from here. Could it be possible for them to escape from the prison run by such a horrible guy?

Wen Wen glanced at those monsters, except for the scavenger and the unconscious Xu Hai, all of them showed weakness.

Hu Youling saluted respectfully, while the Treant of Deceitful Words lowered its branches.

He nodded in satisfaction. These monsters had never been so well-behaved before, so his figure disappeared and appeared in the containment warehouse of the disaster area.

Now, he wants to see the human head dog.

The human-headed dog was the first shelter in the disaster area, and also the first monster to be captured voluntarily, which made Wen Wen very curious about his state.

At this time, the dog was lying on the ground and taking a nap.

A warehouse of ten meters by ten meters is quite spacious for a single dog.

The ground is a piece of grass, and there is a puddle with a diameter of more than three meters in the center. It lies in the puddle with a very relaxed expression.

It doesn't seem to be hungry or lonely, just living in this small space is very happy.

Wen Wen still hasn't figured out what the human-headed dog's ability is, but it is clear that it has the ability to restrain ghosts, and it is different from other monsters.

After confirming that the human-headed dog is living here without any problems, Wen Wen came to the central area of ​​the disaster.

He's here to test out disaster containment officer badges, and warehouse keeper badges.

Wen Wen wants to see what kind of vision will appear when the calamity gloves are connected with the two.

He knew very well that the Calamity Gloves were probably in a very central position in the shelter and possessed important powers.

That's why these things can show functions that they didn't have before.

No, it's not the function of these things, but the ability of the calamity gloves, the necklace and other things are just the medium to trigger this ability.

He first put his hand on the warehouse manager's badge, but nothing happened, which disappointed Wen Wen.

It seems that not all documents can have this effect.

Afterwards, he put the glove on the pendant of the containment officer with a little nervousness, and the instant the two established contact, the mutation happened!

Surrounding him, bubbles with different pictures appeared one after another!

And in the bubble closest to Wen Wen, the picture that appeared was Uncle Gong lying on the hospital bed!

Wen Wen widened his eyes, stretched out his finger, and carefully touched the bubble, a piece of information appeared in Wen Wen's mind.

Name: Gong Baoding

Energy Level: Mastering the Realm

Abilities: Flame manipulation, lie detection...

Status: Dying

...

It is recommended to recruit as a containment officer!

Here, can I recruit other inmates?

Wen Wen looked at those messages repeatedly, still feeling a little unbelievable.

But, why is it Uncle Gong? He's about to die, so what's the point of recruiting him as an inmate...

As soon as he thought of this, another piece of information appeared in his mind.

‘Save their lives as a bargaining chip, sign a contract, abide by the regulations of the shelter, and do not disclose the existence of the shelter to outsiders! '

‘This contract must not be violated and must not be torn up! '

‘The content related to the shelter is protected by the shelter and cannot be detected by superpowers…’

It's quite thoughtful, and I can't find anything to complain about.

Wen Wen continued to turn on other light spots, and found that most of the candidates for storage staff were members of the Hunter Association.

Either they were seriously injured, or they lost their ability due to major changes. There are only a very small number of people who are not members of the Hunter Association, but they are all in trouble.

If you just think about it, you can understand that the most suitable person to be a storage officer is a demon hunter, so of course there are more people from the Hunter Association.

And these people all have needs, and the conditions for meeting these needs are not afraid that they will not agree to become storage personnel.

After turning off the air bubbles, Wen Wen sat on the ground, leaning on his chin with his hands, and began to fantasize about a picture in his head.

I don't know how many years later, Wen Wen became the president of the Hunter Association. He stood at the highest point and said loudly to all the senior leaders of the Hunter Association.

Comrades, we have a traitor among us!

So the higher-ups worked together to arrest the only demon hunter who was still loyal to the association, and forced him to sign a contract...

Today is the third chapter. If you want to add a book friend group, the group number is in the introduction (^o^)