Disaster Shelter

Speaking of which, the classification of power users and monsters is actually very strange.

There are only five levels in total, the fifth level sees the beginning but not the end, and there is actually no difference between the first and second levels.

This division is not so much based on strength, but rather the five stages of continuous evolution of superpowers.

The fifth level, catastrophe level or detachment level, is beyond the existence of superpowers and monsters, and even beyond the concept of gods and demons in general myths.

The limit of its ability is unimaginable for superpowers, and its way of existence exceeds human understanding. So far, there has never been a case where it has witnessed that level of existence and is still alive.

The first and second levels are just the transition before becoming a truly qualified superpower, and many of them don't even really understand what strength they have.

Among these two levels, if it is subdivided, there may be six to ten small levels, but that is meaningless, because in these two levels, it is very easy to kill by leapfrogging.

Ordinary power users or monsters undergo qualitative changes at the third level.

Assimilation, or disaster level.

At this level, superpowers will have abilities that are almost like mythical creatures, and there is a qualitative gap with ordinary humans.

At the same time, there is also a big gap in strength among power users at this level.

The weak ones are like the big centipede killed by Lin Zheyuan before. Its hard carapace can easily resist gunshots and even grenades, and its huge body can crush a car.

The strong can even fly into the sky and escape from the ground, demolish buildings with a wave of their hands, and create natural disasters with just one person's strength.

The Saint Crystal Angels like Gu Panxi are not strong at all in the third level.

Because of the huge power gap, there is also a division of small realms in the assimilation realm, but Wen Wen has not touched that level yet.

As for the fourth realm, cataclysmic level, it is equivalent to the gods and demons in mythology. As long as they exist, they will affect the surrounding large areas, like the prying eyes behind the void in the Paradise incident.

Therefore, Wen Wen's ability to have this kind of strength was far beyond Gong Baoding's expectations.

His attitude suddenly became respectful, because he knew that there was an insurmountable gap in strength between him and the person in front of him.

Wen Wen is very satisfied with Gong Baoding's current attitude, at least this vest needs to guarantee absolute authority in the asylum.

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen said to Gong Baoding: You just became an inmate, let me give you a task.

What task, I will try my best to complete it.

Gong Baoding cheered up. He had just arrived at the Disaster Asylum, so he had to perform well in his first mission.

If the first task is done well, he should be able to develop better in the shelter in the future.

Just like the first mission he received after becoming a witcher decades ago.

However, even though he made up his mind to complete the task well, Kung Pao Ding did not talk too much, which is the case in middle age.

The monsters in the shelter also need to eat. The stock in the shelter is insufficient now, so go buy some.

Strictly speaking, the asylum doesn't have any missions. He gave Gong Baoding this mission just because he was too lazy to purchase it himself.

Every time he went to buy plain pork intestines, the stall owner looked at him strangely...

What? Gong Baoding asked in shock.

Not satisfied with the mission? Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and said.

Satisfied. Having just experienced Wen Wen's terrifying power, Gong Baoding didn't dare to refute Wen Wen.

Plasma, a large amount of common food, plant fertilizers, and spoiled food. You should watch and collect some. You will also keep an eye on it in the future. When you come to the shelter and see that there is not enough food, prepare some.

Gong Baoding wrote these down, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

It's like playing an online game, the first task is to kill monsters, but the main task is to send a letter...

Oh, by the way, you don't have to pay for it yourself, this is your activity fund.

Wen Wen threw a gold ingot into Gong Baoding's hand, feeling the heavy weight in his hand, he was a little shocked.

This gold ingot itself is an antique. According to the current price of gold, it costs more than 300 yuan per gram...

Buying those things might even cost only scraps of the gold.

The disaster shelter is really rich...

As everyone knows, if Wen Wen hadn't swept his room, it should have belonged to him.

With just this one gold ingot, Gong Baoding had two more impressions of the shelter, rich and old.

...

After coming out of the shelter, Wen Wen didn't relax, and kept closely observing Gong Baoding's actions in the shelter.

To his relief, Gong Baoding didn't do anything out of the ordinary in the asylum.

In fact, ordinary shelter personnel have pitifully little authority, even if Wen Wen doesn't keep watching, they can't change anything in the shelter.

But Wen Wen was still a little worried. It was not until Gong Baoding left the shelter that Wen Wen continued to study philosophy books.

He must take down the containment, and being kicked out three times in embarrassment is the biggest stain in Wen Wen's life.

But Wen Wen is not really made to study philosophy. After studying for a whole day, he still has nothing to do with those questions.

After all, those questions are so extreme that there are few correct answers.

In the end, Wen Wen decided to experiment again and again. Anyway, the number of question banks is so large. As long as he tries enough times, he will be able to successfully conquer those philosophers.

Wen Wen believes that the harder it is to obtain something, the higher its value must be.

...

In the early morning of the third day, Wen Wen was already at the white-haired philosopher and answered the seventh question correctly.

Although Wen Wen doesn't know how many questions each philosopher has in total, he believes that as long as this continues, he will be able to get that thing successfully.

He left the museum in a dizzy state, and after a short drive, he came to a red light district far away from the museum and found his car.

He wasn't home at night these days, so he had to cover up a bit, and here, was the best choice.

Seeing Wen Wen approaching, several street girls surrounded them. They didn't receive any customers all night, so they waited by the roadside until the early morning.

Seeing Wen Wen now, of course he won't let it go.

Wen Wen leaned against the car door with a little disgust, watching these women promote themselves.

Looking at it, he actually found it quite interesting.

In the past, Wen Wen always kept this kind of thing at arm's length, but now, he can look at it with another attitude, an attitude that does not contain emotion but only observes.

It may be because of the existence of disaster shelters that expelled Wen Wen from the ranks of ordinary people, and the mode of disaster prison officer has allowed him to experience the top power, which makes him occasionally feel this way.

But Wen Wen's observation soon stopped, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes narrowed into a straight line.

Because, he saw, at the entrance of the alley in the red light district, a man in a hood was waving to Wen Wen.

It's a high imitation of Wen Wen!