Odd Containment Specialist

"Quiet, quiet! Everyone, be quiet! If you want to get out alive, listen to my command!" No. 102 stood on a high point of the ruins, waving his arms and commanding.

After accepting their teachings, some victims were able to remove human body parts from the ghost car and install them on themselves without changing their expressions.

Of course, there were also a large number of people with extremely poor psychological quality among this group of people, crying uncontrollably, screaming desperately, and shouting nonsense.

Xia Shou pushed the crowd away and walked to a position close to No. 102, and finally found Su Yue and the others.

Su Yue was explaining the laws of the underworld to a large group of people with relatively stable emotions, explaining the origin of the underworld... Of course, it must be a temporary fabrication to appease people's hearts.

Gu Liang and Shen Fei were teaching those people on the side how to assemble limbs and put together a complete human body for other companions who only had their heads left.

After tossing for an unknown period of time, some emotionally unstable people had their bodies taken away again and given to those with strong psychological quality and stable emotions.

Because this ghost car is long, but its trunk and limbs cannot provide so many heads after all, so the number of human bodies that can be assembled normally is very limited, only about 300 people.

In order to avoid encountering the funeral home that came to check the situation, they also moved their positions once. Finally, they rested completely, which was already a few hours later.

They and the clock tower temporarily settled behind the ruins of a city wall far away from the main street. The punctual people took out some tents and camping tools, started to set up camp, and made fires to cook.

Hundreds of ordinary people who were rescued have been helping to build the camp because they don’t need to eat. All the camping equipment is brought by the clock tower. They are superpowers with storage ability.

"Damn, they can still eat normal food." Gu Liang's tone was full of envy.

The clock tower did not enter from the blood cave, so there is no restriction on the law of corruption. The things they brought are very comprehensive, and they wear normal clothes.

On Xia Shou's side, the food prepared is all sashimi, because they came in through the blood cave. In order to deal with the blood cave law, the control bureau prepared carefully selected raw animal meat.

A large amount of sea fish sashimi, the kind without any seasoning, of course, there is also some raw pork, which was brought in on the assumption that a fire could be made inside to cook.

At this time, Tracy brought a large pot of broth from their camp, brought it to Xia Shou and put it down, smiling: "Mr. Bottom Card, you really impressed us this time.

This is what our boss asked me to send... and this is my personal gift, the real A5 Wagyu, these are seasonings.

Enjoy it slowly, I'll go first."

After that, Tracy put a few cans of iced cola and frosted fat beef in front of everyone, and then turned back to the camp of the clock tower.

"Damn! It's too extravagant! Use this kind of meat for hot pot?" Gu Liang said in shock, his eyes almost glued to the meat.

"Have you a little more ambition? Have you ever eaten good food?"

No. 102 pushed Gu Liang aside, picked up the Coke, opened the iron ring, and handed it to Xia Shou: "Here."

"Thanks...thanks." Xia Shou took it and felt a little awkward.

Being treated normally by No. 102 was even more uncomfortable than being scolded by her, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Everyone is so tired, it's all your credit. With such a large group of people, how are you going to arrange it next?" No. 102 asked.

"I haven't thought about it." Xia Shou had a blank expression, "Let's eat first. I'm starving. It's rare to have normal food to eat."

The aroma of normal seasonings and very fresh meat slices, after being boiled in thick soup, exuded an incomparable fragrance. The team members sat around, and everyone stared at the pot of thick soup, drooling.

Although it was a bit strange to enjoy such a delicacy in this dangerous underworld, Xia Shou sensed a hint of daily life from it.

This is daily life...the daily life of them who are the finishers.

At this time, Xia Shou suddenly thought of what Fatty said. He had eaten beef stewed with potatoes in a dry toilet with his companions when he was on a mission before. He felt disgusted at that time, but now he suddenly had a different feeling.

Xia Shou glanced at everyone. Everyone was dirty. Su Yue's hair had been condensed into strips by blood. Gu Liang's face was very pale and his superpowers were overdrawn.

Although No. 102 and Shen Fei looked normal, they were cured. They were both the meat shields of the team, one resisted the damage and the other shared the damage, and they bore the most direct pain.

And now, these beggar-like guys were sitting around a hot pot, eating in the ruins, in an environment with blood in the air.

This was actually not much different from a cesspool, but Xia Shou did not feel disgusted or disgusted at all. He just felt that all of them were still alive, and they could eat when they were hungry, and it was such delicious food.

... A feeling of being alive.

It must be very corny if it is said, but I guess others have the same feeling.

Gu Liang's Adam's apple rolled: "Almost... almost done? The seasoning is ready, let's put the pork first?"

Shen Fei nodded solemnly. He had the cleanest hands in the team, only dried blood, so he was the one to pick up the meat with chopsticks!

Xia Shou looked at Su Yue, she was staring at the boiling soup pot seriously, in a daze.

Seeing her like this, Xia Shou was relieved.

Unexpectedly, she was really adapted to this job.

"Why did you rush out at that time?" No. 102 suddenly asked, "Were you absolutely confident that you could win?"

"I guess so." Xia Shou replied.

Of course, this couldn't be the truth, but there were many factors that prompted him to make this choice at the time.

He didn't actually want to rush out at the time, because it was obviously a reckless act with exaggerated risks, and the result was completely unpredictable.

But at the time, he saw the hallucination of the nameless person, and the other party's eyes made him unable to refuse the other party's request.

It was not even a request, let alone an order, but a matter of course, as if he would do it himself.

It was obviously just an illusion, but the emotional shock that Xia Shou felt at the time was difficult to describe in words.

The voice of "Xia Brother" seemed to be really calling him, and the emotion when those eyes stared at him was so sincere that it made people dazed.

In this complex state of mind, he still restrained the urge to take risks, took out the [Withered Eyes of the Story Centipede], and looked at the most likely future of the ghost car.

As a result, he saw countless words.

Densely packed, overlapping, four repeated Chinese characters - indescribable.

Along with this picture, there was also an extremely real emotional experience, which was the intense fear that Xia Shou had experienced in the Heaven Choir.

At that time, [Text Description] was automatically activated.

He did not try to close it, because he thought of what Rosa had said to him, that ignorance is bliss.

He only needed to know that it was the worst, extremely dangerous and terrifying future.

At that moment, he had realized it.

These thousands of heads were not just the lives and lives of thousands of people, but a small airflow.

And he was the butterfly in South America.

Whether he flapped his wings would determine whether the tornado would happen in the future.

He stopped the storm.

But such remarks, if not explained by that eyeball, would be equivalent to the remarks of a madman like the Arabian Nights, so Xia Shou thought that it would be better not to say it to a mean guy like 102.

"I always like to do what is right." Xia Shou said lightly.

The others paused in their hot pot and looked at him together. After a few seconds, they all laughed.

No. 102 smiled and shook his head.

"I'm really speechless about you."