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

He summoned an evil spirit and had it explore deep underground.

As a result, it was blocked by a layer of silver metal.

Even if the evil spirit has an ethereal body, it cannot enter.

"Is that really the case?"

Robb wasn't surprised.

If the Redemption Society didn't have the skills, it wouldn't have boldly opened one place after another to imprison the supernatural.

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

"However, even the most stringent defenses can be easily breached from the inside."

Robb's eyes flickered.

He appeared next to the blind spot of the lake surveillance and took a step forward with his right foot.

There was no "plop" sound.

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

【Mirror Walk】

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

The prerequisite is that it is big enough to accommodate your entire person.

……

Mirror world.

Arriving at a new land, Robb casually walked into a mirror on his right.

After a ripple, he appeared in front of a gray round mirror. Looking outside, he saw a wooden room that looked a bit old.

This is supposed to be the interior of a lakeside cabin.

Robb left without any lingering feelings and headed for the next mirror.

A few minutes later.

After more than a dozen attempts, he basically toured the lakeside cabin and realized that although it looked ordinary inside, it actually had many secret mechanisms. When Robb stepped into a new mirror again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Bright lights, silver walls, and an overall style full of sharp technology.

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 the supernatural beings are imprisoned.

Wow~~

There was a sound of a toilet flushing.

Robb turned his eyes and looked quickly.

I saw the handrail of a toilet door twisting open.

Robb's figure dispersed, and the mirror on the sink returned to normal.

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

Coming to the sink, he looked at his bearded "handsome face" in the mirror with satisfaction, nodded with satisfaction, turned on the faucet and started washing his hands.

At the moment he lowered his head, the "him" in the mirror did not follow suit. Instead, he looked deeply at his true self who was still unaware of himself.

When the man looked up again, he hadn't noticed it at first glance.

It was not until the second glance that he felt a little careless and waved his hands subconsciously, but saw that the "self" in the mirror did not follow suit.

"Shet!"

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

But just as he made a move, his eyes froze and he became quiet.

"I ask, you answer."

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

Five minutes later.

Robb, who had a general understanding of the situation here, looked at the man he controlled and his eyes moved.

[Soul Possession]

At this moment, Robb used the ability he learned from Jim, the leader of "Heaven".

His entire soul escaped from his body and possessed the man, completely controlling him with ease.

As for his own body.

Robb placed it in the mirror world and summoned shelter objects around it for protection, so there was no need to worry about any danger.

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

Controlling the man's body, Robb strode out.

……

Chapter 296 Hunting Game

In the official documents of the Redemption Society, the spiritual detention base numbered S14 is not as valued and directly controlled by the Supreme Committee as the bases numbered in the first three, but in terms of base size, guard force, spiritual detention and other conditions, it is still very good among the bases other than the first three.

With the help of the possessed man's memory, Robb walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. After passing through a corridor, he saw an extremely spacious silver hall. A large number of screens were distributed around it, showing pictures of valleys, lakes, cabins, bases and even imprisoned spirits.

“Luckily I didn’t drive into the valley.”

Robb was glad that he had played it safe before.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to sneak in here so easily while being followed all the way while driving.

"Are these my next meals?"

Robb turned to the surveillance footage of the imprisoned spirits.

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

Robb couldn't help but lick his lips.

Now that "Heaven" has organized the evil spirits, this will be a feast for the gluttons.

"Hey! Chris, what are you doing standing here like an idiot? Are you regretting what you did just now? What a pity, you missed the most exciting scene."

Suddenly, a man came over, patted the shoulder of the person possessed by Robb enthusiastically, and joked that they seemed to be on good terms.

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

The visitor danced with joy and said, "Haha! Didn't you see that? The boy who was favored by many people and had many bets placed on him was not the last one to die, but the second to last one. Shit! Who would have thought that he escaped the werewolf's hunting, but was unfortunately blocked and killed by a group of zombies. In the end, the slut who was least favored died last."

"A lot of people bet on that boy and lost. I bet $1000. What about you, Chris?"

Robb said vaguely, "Similar to you."

Chris's friend nodded without paying attention and said with envy, "Shit! It's all thanks to Cooper who's the banker!"

Robb glanced at him, then looked at the many base staff members in the hall who had similar expressions.

In the normal people's impression, such a secret and dangerous underground base should be full of seriousness and vigilance, with everyone doing their job and operating like a cold machine without any emotion and without the slightest deviation.

This is done to meet confidentiality and security requirements.

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

Robb knew why.

Hall had mentioned it a few times before, and from the narration of Chris who had just been controlled, Robb knew that what was happening now was not an exception, but was common in all bases that held the supernatural.

Imprisoning the supernatural is not an easy job.

Even with all kinds of security safeguards, it's like sitting on a nuclear bomb; you never know when it might explode.

Under this pressure, and because of confidentiality measures, base personnel have few opportunities to go out.

Over time, the base staff inevitably became depressed, which led to all kinds of negative effects and even nearly caused disasters on several occasions.

I don’t know who was so smart and came up with this game to relieve stress.

Since the Redemption Society would send a batch of sacrifices every once in a while to satisfy the imprisoned spirits' need for blood and food, they would be able to settle down and enjoy prison life obediently.

Let's add some spice to it.

For example, don't send sacrifices to the mouths of spirits anymore, but let them escape and let the spirits chase them, while the people in the base enjoy the show.

In this way, the pressure on the base personnel can be relieved, and the supernatural beings can enjoy the thrill of hunting, making them more obedient.

As for the problem of the supernatural beings escaping from the predicament, as long as the restrictions on those powerful supernatural beings are not released, the power of the base can easily control the ordinary supernatural beings and there is no need to worry about accidents.

This is really killing two birds with one stone.

The Redemption Society 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 spiritual feast, but also a happy time for them.

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

Even in modern times, there are still rumors from time to time that powerful people will capture a group of poor people, lock them up in one place, and hunt them.

Although the base personnel did not personally participate in it, to them, the so-called supernatural beings were the hunting dogs they raised. They enjoyed it just as much when the hunting dogs hunted the prey.

Therefore, as time went on, the hunting activities in the supernatural detention base not only did not stop, but instead became more and more comprehensive.

From the initial rough plan of throwing the sacrifices in one place and letting the ghosts hunt them, to giving the sacrifices weapons and watching them fight with the ghosts, to making the scripts themselves and shooting a horror reality show, etc.

The nature of the activity has also gradually evolved from its original purpose of relaxation to a big carnival with a gambling nature.

Just as Chris showed just now, the staff here are treated very well and have a lot of spare money and are very happy to participate in the gambling.

Bet on the order in which each sacrifice will die.

However, these people are not the main players in the gambling.

In today's hunting and gambling activities, the real big players have become the top leaders of the Redemption Society and even the bigwigs from the outside world.

No matter how exciting and bloody the killings are, they can never compare to the fight between ghosts and humans.

Under this huge network of power.

What started out as sacrifices for death row prisoners was becoming increasingly insufficient.

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

Of course, they will cover it up.

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

A hunt had just taken place before Robb arrived.

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

And the lively scene of the base personnel in front of him.

Just like Christmas Eve and Halloween, every day is a time for them to relax and party all day long.

This also implies another reality.

That day, the alert in the base was undoubtedly reduced to the lowest level.

Robb looked at the people in front of him who were dancing wildly, then glanced at the images on the many screens where ghosts were eating corpses, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He felt that he had arrived at the perfect time.

It’s just right, give these guys another big gift.

Chapter 297 The World of Whose Worse