Chapter 212

After easily evading the surveillance cameras, Robb arrived at the closest point of the underground base without exposing himself.

He summoned an evil spirit and asked it to explore deep underground.

The result was blocked by a silver metal layer.

Even if the evil spirit is a body of nothingness, it cannot enter.

"Is that really the case?"

Robb wasn't surprised.

If the Redemption Society did not have two brushes, it would not boldly open one place to imprison supernatural beings one after another.

This kind of place can not only protect against foreign humans, but also against foreign supernatural beings.

"However, no matter how tight the protection is, it can be easily broken from the inside."

Robb's eyes flashed.

Appearing at the blind spot of the lake surveillance, he stepped forward with his right foot.

There is no "plop" sound.

Just like quietly blending into the water, Robb disappeared in an instant.

[Mirror Walking].

Although it has always been performed through mirrors in the past, it does not mean that Robb cannot use other ways to reflect light.

The prerequisite is that it is large enough to accommodate the entire person.

…

Mirror world.

Robb came to a new land and walked into a mirror on the right.

After a ripple, he appeared in front of a dusty round mirror. When he looked out, he saw an old-looking wooden room.

This is supposed to be the interior of a lake house.

Robb didn't linger and left directly for the next mirror.

A few minutes later.

After more than a dozen attempts, he basically walked around the lake house, and realized that the interior looked ordinary, but in fact contained many secrets. When Robb stepped into a new mirror again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Bright lights, silver walls, and the overall style is full of sharp technological sense.

Although it looks like a bathroom at the moment, it does not affect Robb's good mood at the moment.

As expected, this should be the secret base where supernatural beings are imprisoned.

Wow~~

There was a sound of toilet flushing.

Robb turned his eyes and looked quickly.

I saw the handrail of a toilet door twisting open.

Robb dispersed and the mirror on the sink returned to normal.

The next second, the handrail of the toilet door was completely opened, and a tall and muscular white man in black uniform came out whistling.

When he came to the sink, he looked at his unshaven "handsome face" with satisfaction in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands.

The moment he lowered his head, the "him" on the mirror did not lower his head, but looked deeply at his real self without knowing it.

When the man looked up again, he didn't notice it at first glance.

It wasn't until the second glance that he felt a little careless and subconsciously waved his hand, but saw that "himself" in the mirror did not follow suit.

"Shet!"

After all, he was working in a secret base where supernatural beings were imprisoned. He reacted instantly and immediately retreated and called for help.

But just as he took action, his eyes froze, and his whole person became quiet.

"I ask, you answer."

The man in the mirror changed, and Robb, who returned to his original appearance, asked with indifferent eyes.

Five minutes later.

Robb, who had a pretty good understanding of the situation here, looked at the man under his control and his eyes moved.

【Soul Possession】

The ability learned from Jim, the leader of "Heaven", was unleashed by Robb at this moment.

His entire soul emerged from his body and possessed the man, easily controlling him completely.

As for his own body.

Robb placed it in the mirror world, and summoned containment objects to protect it, so there was no need to worry about any danger.

"Now, it's time to take action!"

Taking control of the man's body, Robb strode outside.

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Chapter 296 Chapter 296 Hunting Game

According to the official documents of the Redemption Society, although the supernatural detention base numbered S14 is not as valued and directly controlled by the Supreme Committee as the bases with the first three numbers, it is ranked among the top three bases in terms of base size, guard strength, and detention of supernatural beings. Bits outside the base are pretty good.

Using the memory of the possessed man, Robb walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. After passing through a corridor, he saw an extremely wide silver hall with a large number of screens distributed around it, including valleys, lakes, huts, and bases. Even a picture of being imprisoned.

"Fortunately I didn't drive into the valley."

Robb was grateful that he had a steady hand earlier.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to sneak in here so easily while being followed while driving.

"Are these the next foods for me?"

Robb turned to the supernatural surveillance footage of the prisoners.

Among them, he saw evil spirits, zombies, faceless women, werewolves, giant snakes, mermaids and other kinds of supernatural beings.

Robb couldn't help but lick his mouth.

After "heaven" organizes the evil spirits, this will be another gluttonous feast.

"Hey! Chris, what are you doing standing here? Are you regretting the shit you just did? It's a pity that you missed the most exciting scene."

Suddenly, a man came over, patted the man possessed by Robb enthusiastically on the shoulder, and teased him in a friendly manner.

Robb's expression remained unchanged, and he imitated Chris's tone and answered, "What's the most exciting scene?"

The visitor danced and said: "Haha! You didn't see! The boy who was favored by many people and many bets were placed on him was not the last one to die, but the second to last one. Shete! Who would have thought that he would hide? After being hunted by werewolves, she was unfortunately blocked and killed by a group of zombies. As a result, the least favored slut died last."

"A lot of people bet on that boy, and they all had bad luck. I bet $1,000. What about you, Chris?"

Robb said vaguely: "Absolutely the same as you."

Chris's friend nodded indifferently and said with envy: "Shet! It's easy for Cooper to be in charge of the bank!"

Robb glanced at him, and then looked at the many base staff in the entire hall who had similar expressions to the former.

In the impression of normal people, a secret and dangerous underground base like this should be full of seriousness and vigilance. Everyone performs their duties and operates like a cold machine without any emotion and without any deviation.

Only in this way can confidentiality and security requirements be met.

But it's different here, it's as lively as a casino in Las Vegas.

Robb knew why.

Hall had mentioned a few words before, and in the narration of Chris, who had just been controlled, Robb knew that what he was seeing was not a special case, but a common occurrence in all bases where supernatural beings were detained.

Imprisoning a supernatural being is not a good job.

Even with all kinds of safety guarantees, it's like sitting on a nuclear bomb, there's no telling which day it will explode.

Under this pressure and due to confidentiality measures, base personnel rarely have the opportunity to go out.

Over time, base personnel will inevitably become depressed, which will produce various negative effects and even almost lead to catastrophes several times.

I don’t know who the wise man came up with a stress-relieving game.

Since every once in a while, the Redemption Society will send a batch of sacrifices to satisfy the blood food needs of the imprisoned supernatural beings, so that they can settle down and enjoy prison life obediently.

Let’s add a little bonus to it.

For example, instead of sending sacrifices to the mouths of the spirits, let them escape and let the spirits chase them while the people at the base enjoy watching the show.

In this way, it can not only relieve the pressure on the base personnel, but also allow the supernatural to enjoy the thrill of hunting, thus making it more peaceful.

As for the issue of supernatural escape, as long as the restrictions on powerful supernatural beings are not relaxed, ordinary supernatural powers can be easily controlled by the power of the base, so there is no need to worry about accidents.

This is completely killing two birds with one stone.

The Redemptorists agreed to this measure.

The effect is indeed remarkable.

For the staff at the detention base, the arrival of each sacrifice is not only a supernatural feast, but also a happy time for them.

After all, hunting, an activity that has appeared since the birth of mankind, is deeply ingrained in human genes.

Even in modern times, there are still rumors from time to time about powerful people capturing a bunch of poor people, trapping them in one place, and hunting them.

Although the base personnel were not personally involved, to them, the so-called supernatural beings were the hounds they raised. Hunting down prey with hounds can also be fun.

Therefore, as time goes by, the hunting activities in the supernatural detention base not only do not stop, but develop more and more comprehensively.

From the rough plan of throwing the sacrifices in one place and letting the ghosts hunt them at the beginning, to giving the sacrifices weapons and watching them fight with the ghosts, to making the script by myself, filming a horror reality show, and so on.

The nature of the activity also gradually developed from a non-relaxation purpose to a gambling carnival.

Just like Chris showed just now, the treatment here is very good, and the staff with a lot of money in their hands are very happy to participate in gambling.

Bet on the order of death for each sacrifice.

But they are not the main players in the gambling game.

In today's hunting gambling game, the real big boss has become the top leaders of the Redemption Society and even the giants of the outside world.

How can other exciting bloody killings compare to the fight between supernatural beings and humans.

Under this huge power network.

The original sacrifices for death row prisoners were becoming increasingly insufficient.

The hunting activities still did not stop, but gradually expanded the target range, and even began to carefully select targets.

Of course, they put a fig leaf over it.

For example, sacrificing one person to save ten thousand people.

There had been a hunt just before Robb arrived.

That's why he smelled blood when he came to the lake.

As well as the bustling scene of base personnel in front of them.

Just like Christmas Eve and Halloween, every day on this day is their time to relax and party all day long.

This also means another reality.

That is to say, the security in the base was undoubtedly reduced to the lowest level on this day.

Robb looked at the crowds of demons dancing in front of him, and then looked at several images of ghosts eating corpses on the many screens, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

He felt that he had come at the right time.

Just in time, give these guys another big gift.

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