Thriller: I created an alien asylum

"The lifespan of a mortal is no more than a hundred years. Most people don't live to be a hundred years old. Those who can live to a hundred years are considered longevity."

"After the age of sixty or seventy, the body begins to age, its functions begin to decline, and various diseases come one after another. Even if you are alive and healthy, you are still decaying and old."

"This is what humans are."

Zhao Hun: "Haven't we become contract masters? To some extent, we have broken away from the realm of mortals and become extraordinary ones, right?"

Yang Yu pursed his lips and frowned as if he was thinking about something.

The Taoist priest smiled: "Yes, after contracting the strangeness, you will indeed be reborn, and your body will be strengthened beyond the limits of human beings."

"However, even if you have a nearly weirdly powerful physique and special abilities, you are still essentially a human being, and your lifespan has not increased."

"What's more, with the profession of Contract Master, it would probably make people laugh if they said it meant longevity."

Newcomers like Yang Yu and Zhao Hun know very well what a dangerous profession being a scheming master is.

If it weren't for the buggy time-space retrieval device, the dead could be reborn within a certain range by retracing time and space.

In those missions, countless newcomers died.

Weird existences are really special, they have no system.

Each weird appearance has different abilities.

Some look weak and weird, but their abilities are extremely powerful, and some are weird and have very low energy, but their abilities can easily kill a person.

If you don't understand this strange ability, you will be killed at first sight.

This was done with complete preparations, and with a more powerful Pact Master on the side to control the field.

What if the Contract Master unexpectedly encounters a strange thing that has not been detected?

What if he doesn't have a time-travel device?

Then, he is really dead when he is killed.

Although this has not happened so far, that is because newcomers who have just joined the Alien Club will be placed in the team of a powerful Pact Master.

There are powerful conspirators taking him with him to do the mission.

Even if you accidentally encounter a powerful weirdo, there will still be a powerful magician to rescue you.

Usually, these newcomers will stay at the headquarters for training and will not go out and wander around.

So no newcomers have died yet.

But both Yang Yu and Zhao Hun know that this is only a temporary situation. New people will always grow up and face dangerous situations alone.

Death is inevitable.

Zhao Hun didn't think as much as Yang Yu. He said carelessly: "The Taoist priest seems to be a very open-minded person. I didn't expect that he would think about these things. For me, every day of my life is a happy one." That’s it.”

"Compared to the difficult life before where I couldn't even find a job, at least the benefits of being a conspirator are really good. The monthly salary is enough for me."

He used to be quite addicted to games.

But after becoming a conspirator, he only played a dozen games in his leisure time. After all, his ordinary life was exciting enough.

Face strange things, complete tasks, conquer dungeons, and experience all aspects of life.

This kind of life is more exciting than games.

After each training session, the increased strength also brings a greater sense of satisfaction than winning the game.

Most newcomers have changed a lot after contracting Weirdness. The most obvious point is the reduction in the time they spend online.

Yang Yu: "It's not good to live too long. That would be boring, right?"

Zhao Hun: "I think no matter how long I live, the most important thing is the present. Moreover, the technology of the Alien Society is so advanced. I think the researchers in the scientific research department are simply gods. They can even do something as heaven-defying as a time and space retrieval device." Even with the invention, the mere lifespan shouldn’t be a problem for them, right?”

"Maybe they can develop a genetic medicine, and one dose can increase life span by two hundred years?"

The Taoist priest said: "Gene medicine? Don't think about it. They can indeed develop this medicine that can change human genes and thus increase human lifespan in disguise."

"But it cannot be used on the Contract Master, because from the moment the Contract Contract Master makes a strange contract, he is affected by the strange energy. The longer the time, the higher the level of the strangeness. Most of the potions, toxins, and even external attacks will be unable to It works on the Contract Master."

"Is there still such a thing?"

"That's not right. Don't we always stay in the medical cabin every time we get injured? If the medicine has no effect on us, how can the medical cabin treat our wounds?"

Taoist Master: "That's because you are affected by strange energy, and you are not immune to the medicine."

"The more advanced the contract master is, the fewer treatment methods are available after being injured, and more are needed to replenish the weird energy. They can recover themselves by consuming the weird energy."

Yang Yu: "In this way, high-level contract masters are very similar to weird ones."

Why is Weird so difficult to deal with? It is because the opponent can use strange energy to repair itself after being injured, and the recovery speed is extremely fast. Even if the limbs, heads, and bodies are cut off, they can still recover as before.

If you want to severely damage them, only by consuming all their strange energy will they fall into a state of irrecoverable malaise.

"Hmm... we seem to have gone off topic." Zhao Hun touched his head. Wasn't he talking about this prayer ceremony at the beginning? Why did the conversation end here?

"Oh, let's talk about this prayer ceremony."

The Taoist priest looked at the time and saw that it was seven forty.

It was very close to the time he calculated.

So he stepped forward and used a bowl of red paint mixed with chicken blood and cinnabar to draw a huge magic circle composed of some runes on the ground.

The end and end just formed a circle.

The Taoist priest drew very quickly and finished the magic circle in a few minutes.

Under the moonlight, the magic circle reflected a strange red light.

After Yang Yu and Zhao Hun got closer to take a look, they found that it was their psychological effect. The magic circle on the ground did not glow.

The logistics staff drove a car and transported a lot of livestock in boxes.

These are things urgently sent from the other world.

Most of them are chickens, ducks, geese, and some are cattle, sheep, pigs, horses, and rabbits.

They are all raised livestock.

The prayer ceremony requires a lot of weird energy. If there is no energy, then a lot of living sacrifices must be used.

If it were those evil sects, in order to carry out the ceremony smoothly, they would definitely not choose livestock as the object of the living sacrifice.

Compared with these raised livestock, humans are of course more spiritual.

The Yigui Society would certainly not do such a thing, so they prepared livestock.

Dozens of trucks transported these livestock and placed them around the altar.

The Taoist priest looked at the moonlight and it was already eight o'clock.

A slender figure appeared behind him.