Disaster Shelter

When he opened his eyes again, Wen Wen found that he had already appeared in the disaster shelter.

Looking at it with consciousness is completely different from coming here in person. A solemn, solemn and oppressive atmosphere pervades the entire space.

There is a thick layer of dust on the ground, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Where is this place! Let me out!

The voice of the female vampire came from the side, and Wen Wen looked sideways, and saw that she was being locked in a five-meter-square metal cage, and the number of the cage was Disaster-0001.

Wen Wen smiled and said to the female vampire: I don't know exactly what this place is, but don't even try to get out from here.

Then he ignored the female vampire's endless cursing, instead of staying in front of the cell, he walked towards the interior of the asylum. He remembered that the voice told him to go to the central area to get some things.

Wen Wen didn't really care much about those things. He cared more about what this disaster shelter was and why he was chosen.

Without figuring this out, he couldn't even sleep soundly. The reason why he took such a big risk to hunt vampires was also because he wanted to find out the reason of the matter.

The first floor of the asylum, which was the disaster area, was very large, and it was full of various prison cells and some equipment he didn't recognize.

Soon, he walked to the center of the disaster area and saw the so-called center of the disaster area.

The center was blocked by a huge metal door. When Wen Wen wandered with his consciousness before, he never entered the metal door.

When Wen Wen walked to the door, the metal door opened automatically, and after walking in, he found that it was a huge circular space. Facing Wen Wen was a silver-white ball, which was composed of countless small round metal particles.

Hiss... this should be the center, it doesn't look like federal technology.

Seeing those non-stop moving metal particles, Wen Wen couldn't help opening his mouth. Except in science fiction movies, he has never seen such magical things.

Welcome to the disaster shelter, the 72580th disaster shelter, Mr. Wen Wen. The small metal particle transformed into a man in a suit and bowed to Wen Wen.

It's amazing, you can talk. Can you tell me what this disaster shelter is? Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Finding threats, controlling threats, containing threats, reducing disasters, imprisoning supernatural things that are harmful to the world, and maintaining the balance between the worlds are the main tasks of the disaster shelter... The metal man said honestly.

Tsk, did you answer so simply? Wen Wen narrowed his eyes, he thought that he could pry the news out of this guy's mouth only by relying on side-tracking.

This message is within the purview of the disaster containment officer. The metal man replied.

In that case, if there is anything you can tell me, please tell me in detail. I have somehow become a disaster containment officer, and I still don't understand anything.

Wen Wen found a clean place to sit down, and raised his doubts to the metal man one by one.

... After about an hour or so, Wen Wen stood up from the ground, and he knew almost everything he should know.

This metal man is not a living creature, but the management center of the shelter, so the conversation with him is more like searching for information on the computer.

Wen Wen wanted to know a lot of things, but he couldn't know because of insufficient authority, such as why he was able to contact this space all of a sudden, and now he still doesn't know.

But he still has some gains, as the metal man said, this is a place that exists to fight against supernatural things.

I don't know how many years ago, this space completely stopped functioning. It wasn't until Wen Wen caught a vampire that this space started to function again.

The disaster containment officer is the most basic employee of the shelter, mainly to catch and deal with supernatural things wandering in the world.

If the shelter is still operating normally, then Wen Wen is a low-level employee who fights with danger all day long, but now, he is the human being with the highest authority in the entire shelter...

After confirming the situation, Wen Wen received a suitcase from the metal man, which contained a badge and a complete set of black windbreaker, which was all the equipment of the disaster containment officer.

The material of the black windbreaker is very special, at least Wen Wen has never seen it in the market, so it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

As for the badge, it is a silver pentagram metal piece the size of a duck egg, with a thin silver-white metal chain on it, which seems to be hung around the neck.

The black windbreaker... this badge... and my gloves, the combination is pretty good. Wen Wen complained.

You have collected your items, please do your best to catch more monsters and restore the glory of the disaster shelter as soon as possible. The metal man said to Wen Wen.

It depends on whether I want to or not.

Wen Wen waved to the metal man, and wandered around the central area. Behind Wen Wen, the metal man had a disappointed expression on his face.

This place is like a small city. People should have lived in the rooms before, but now, they are just empty buildings, which inexplicably makes Wen Wen feel bleak.

As he walked, he walked out of the building and saw a spectacular scene, a huge group of tombstones.

This is the graveyard of disaster containment officers!

Under each tombstone is recorded the meritorious deeds of this containment officer

Danxiazi captured 27 monsters, contained 48 dangerous objects, and saved more than a hundred people...

William Aaron captured 74 monsters and contained 25 dangerous items, saving Huitu Town from the crisis of destruction...

...

Every time he focused on a tombstone, some flashes of the tombstone's owner's life would automatically appear in Wen Wen's mind.

These flashes seem to be telling touching stories one by one. The tragic emotions contained in the stories have affected Wen Wen's heart involuntarily.

The tens of thousands of tombstones standing in front of him represent tens of thousands of people who died to save others.

Even a somewhat indifferent person like Wen Wen couldn't be indifferent at this moment.

Has the environment here affected my mood...

But it doesn't matter, this place is worthy of his touch.

Wen Wen sighed softly, feeling a little more emotional in his heart.

Just like the sacrifice of a firefighting hero, ordinary people see it on the news. Sensitive people just feel sad for a while and stop paying attention, while those who are indifferent will just take it as a piece of news.

But if you really stand above the funeral, even a hard-hearted person cannot remain indifferent.

These tens of thousands of tombstones form a substantive, extremely tragic and solemn atmosphere that is almost supernatural. As long as you stand in it, you will be affected, and Wen Wen is no exception.

He walked forward step by step, and when he reached the innermost point, he saw a somewhat crude tombstone. There was no flash on the tombstone, and in front of the tombstone was an empty coffin covered with dust.

There is no body here, because no one collects his body...

The words on the tombstone moved Wen Wen a little.

It says:

'This is, my tombstone!

My name is Jing Du, and I am the last inmate. I am seventy-eight years old this year, and my last old partner died seventeen years ago...

To date, I have captured 124 monsters and contained 54 dangerous items...

I can feel the passing of life, time should be running out, no one can set up a tombstone for me, so I set up one for myself.

In the face of monsters, in the face of danger, I have never been afraid.

But, when I was the only one left, I was really scared.

I don't want to be the last...'

After reading it, Wen Wen sighed softly, since you don't want to be the last one, then let me help you fulfill this wish, it's easy to do anyway.

Wen Wen hated things that were out of control, and also hated this disaster shelter, but when he saw the words on the tombstone, he really couldn't hate it.

He first bowed to the tombstone, then found a wooden board, inserted it next to the tombstone, and wrote his name on it.

At least now, you're not the last.

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