global pollution

The next day was supposed to be the day to pick up the airport, because the son came back early, and the family didn't have any arrangements.

Zhang Hong has the habit of watching the news, so this morning, he saw a tragic dismemberment case happened near his home last night. Part of the victim's body tissue disappeared, suspected to be bitten by wild animals, and his whereabouts are unknown.

At the first moment, he turned his head to look at his son beside him, and found that his son was also looking at him.

The moment the four eyes met, there was no need to ask more about the answers to certain things.

After going through a period of darkness, they finally have to think about the next life. Their son will die if he doesn’t eat. However, whether it’s the funeral home or the hospital, they don’t know why the control of the corpse is extremely strict, and they can’t get stability at all. The source of corpses, so under the approval of his mother Luo Yan, the Shuguang Center was quickly established.

Luo Yan's plan at the beginning was to put her son in the small building where the students were held, but within five days, that building became a bloody hell. The first batch of students were almost wiped out. They all became lunatics. If Luo Yan's brother Luo Bianshu hadn't taken action, this matter would not have been suppressed at all.

They had to change their plans and build a secret building far away from the urban area, where they lived, and the corpses were transported by trucks regularly.

That's how it went on for about a year.

During this year, Zhang Xiang's body gradually returned to its original appearance. Except for the color of his skin, everything else was normal. I found that some terrible changes had taken place in my body.

He can sometimes hear incomprehensible whispers echoing in his ears, he can always dream of strange and terrifying scenes when he sleeps at night, and he can occasionally see things that others cannot see.

As time went on, these strange things appeared more and more frequently, and he began to feel some terrible longing in his heart, which made him afraid.

While suppressing this desire, his body is getting worse day by day.

Until now.

……

……

Zhang Hong concealed a lot of information in Zhang Hong's narrative, such as his son's eating habits, and Shuguang Center, which directly said that Zhang Xiang was afraid of light, so he was locked in the basement. This period lasted for two years and was never released.

Of course, Xia Ren can know what he is hiding. Human beings seek good fortune and avoid evil. They will always selectively ignore information that is not good for them. It would be too unrealistic for him to tell a stranger about himself. .

Moreover, knowing these is enough.

"You mean, your son is in the basement right now?"

Zhang Hong didn't realize that the crisis was approaching, so he said, "Well, his mother is also here, and she just left there not long ago."

Xia Ren said: "I have another question. Those two bungalows in your yard are for the janitor, right? How did the janitor find it?"

Zhang Hong recalled for a while and said: "My wife is responsible for this, and I don't know much about it. Are you going to check on my son's condition?"

"of course."

Xia Ren smiled, "But before that, I need to solve your problem first."

"Is there a way..."

Zhang Honglianshan didn't hold back his surprise when he saw a terrifying giant tentacle protruding from the back of the young man's head, hovering around, and the dense white suckers trembling constantly, occupying his entire field of vision. .

"You lied to me, who are you!"

Zhang Hong, who hadn't eaten for half a year, was powerless to resist, and was rolled up into the air by Xia Ren.

"I'm a plague doctor, and my name is... well, Gu Jun.

If you want revenge, remember this name. "

While saying this, the feedback from the system also arrived in my mind:

Target pollution value 30/100, distortion value 22/100, pollution resistance 3, sanity distortion, a type of distortion.

"It turned out to be a type of aberration."

Xia Ren couldn't help being a little excited.

The tentacles couldn't wait for a long time, and began to shrink violently. The suction cups on it firmly clung to Zhang Hong's flesh and blood. The latter didn't even scream, and the only remaining look in his eyes disappeared completely.

Conservation level: Class I aberration.Optional redemption items:

Increase Pollution Resistance*7

Eliminates self 20/100 pollution value

Increase own 30/100 pollution value

Obtain 700 achievement points, which can be exchanged for important items in the store.

"Is this the reward for a type of aberration? Although it is a bit more than the pollution body, why does it feel a bit shabby? Is it because the difficulty of containment is too low?"

Increased pollution resistance*7!

After confirming this option, except for the pollution resistance in the column of personal information in my mind, which directly rose from 11 to 18, I didn't feel any changes.

"And the increased pollution value is actually ten points more than the eliminated one. Is the system so impatient..."

Xia Ren temporarily put away these thoughts, let go of his tentacles, and Zhang Hong's body fell on the bed.

"Come on, let's go to the basement, there's another one there."

"Don't don't!"

Lily came out and hugged his calf tightly.

Xia Ren looked at her suspiciously.

"That, that!"

Probably really hungry, Lily jumped on her two short legs while pointing to the big bed, crystal liquid dripped down the corner of her mouth, she was so anxious that she couldn't speak.

Chapter 2 The Seventh Witch

Although the decoration here is relatively simple, it can be seen that the builders put their heart into it. If they hadn't just come down from the top, they would definitely not be able to believe that this is a basement at a glance.

However, no matter how simple the arrangement was, it seemed extremely bloody at this time.

On the ceiling, walls, and floor, there were splashes of blood everywhere. Under the dim light, an old corpse was lying on the floor. The abdomen had been cut open. There was a huge wound on the neck, and the blood was still gurgling. Flowed out, dyed his white hair red.

A woman in her 30s was leaning against the corner of the wall in her pajamas, clutching her stomach and curling up, moaning in pain.

An unusually handsome woman was lying on all fours on the old corpse. Her black hair fell from her ears and stained the bright red blood on the floor. Her skin was shockingly white. He raised his head, pursed his thin lips tightly, looked at the few people with his dark pupils, and his eyes were a little surprised.

Xia Ren was not surprised by the corpse. What surprised him was the appearance of the other party. This appearance was the most beautiful of all the women he had ever seen. It was so beautiful that he was stunned for a few seconds. At 1.7 meters five, far less than 1.8 meters, he would have thought that this was the woman in black.

But the question is, didn't the mutant just say that the one in the basement was his son?

Xia Ren couldn't help looking at the corpse under the woman.