In a room made of metal, everything looks cold.

floor, air, body.

How many are there, thirty? Forty? Or more... The room is full of corpses.

They are not very old, probably between seven and eleven years old?

There is only one left.

The one who was still able to stand up... was holding a silver fork for eating in his hand, with blood dripping from the fork... a feeling of suffocation.

Suddenly, a metal door in the room that could not be opened suddenly opened, and a bright light was reflected.

Before the bright light, there were several tall figures. The light stretched the shadows, like the tentacles of a demon, suddenly reaching into the room.

"Are you the kid who survived this room... One hour and seven minutes, just before the oxygen runs out, not bad. You can enter the next round of rooms. The next round will be shorter, try your best to recover

Use your physical strength, otherwise you may become a failure...just like these losers who fell at your feet."

Bang-dang——!

It was the sound of a silver fork falling to the ground.

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His eyes suddenly opened, and he took a deep breath for a moment, greedily as if he wanted to suck all the oxygen in the world directly into his body.

Alive.

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When Nero woke up, the club lobby was still quiet.

She immediately sat up cross-legged and looked around.

"Oh, beautiful little sister. And... righteous little brother."

It was a greeting to the maid who was reading a book not far away - of course, Yu Ye also nodded politely in response.

"Congratulations on waking up, Miss Nero." You Ye smiled slightly, stood up and walked to Nero, "I have connected your arm for you, and your nerves have returned to their original state. There should be nothing missing.

Of course, if Miss Nero still feels uncomfortable, I can continue to adjust it."

Putting his palm on the position of the broken shoulder, and then slightly swinging his arm twice, Nero looked quite happy and said: "This technique is much better than the club, and it doesn't feel awkward at all. It really helps a lot.

, I originally thought I would have to use one hand to eat from now on."

The maid smiled slightly, and then handed the box containing the soul back to Nero's hand.

"The cost of the retreat and the cost of treatment have been deducted." The maid said softly at this time: "Of course there is still something left... Do you need me to recommend something of equal value to you?"

Nero shook the box, "It's really expensive... there's only one left. But forget it, there seem to be a lot of places to make money around here."

"Then, I wish you can earn more." The maid smiled slightly.

"Of course." Nero also showed a smile, then stood up and moved his neck and limbs, "Ah, I'm a little hungry, can I have a meal here? I really miss it, beautiful.

Miss, your craftsmanship."

"If you don't mind, please wait a moment." The maid nodded.

Entertaining guests is one of the responsibilities of a maid.

"It doesn't matter. There's nowhere to go anyway. I've always been very patient." Nero sat down immediately, stretched and said, "Speaking of which, can you take a shower by the way? If there is one left, I can borrow it.

I think it’s okay to check out the bathroom here, right?”

"What a generous guest." You Ye said calmly: "But if you just take a bath, it seems a bit much... Okay, just think of it as a gift from this transaction, right?"

"Okay!" Nero stood up directly.

But at this time.

"Why……"

Momo's voice.

The sound made Nero and Youye look at Momo at the same time - he has not left in this short period of time. Why he did not leave, was it to wait for Nero to wake up, or to wait for something, even he himself could not figure it out.

.

He really couldn't think of a reason for staying... It was just that he was not expelled by the maid. Just... why?

"Mr. Momo, what's the matter?" Youye asked softly, "Oh, the tea has gone cold. I'm so sorry. I'll replace it with a new one right away."

"no!!"

Momo looked away a little, and squeezed his palms harder... Even though he had seen the terrifying power of this beautiful maid, even though he was even more frightened at this time, "Why can we still discuss it so easily?"

These things? Could it be that... is this really just... just 'currency'?"

Youye put her palm on her cheek, tilted her head, and followed Momo's line of sight to look at the box placed on the table, "Mr. Momo is talking about the soul."

Momo nodded silently.

Youye said: "But last time, didn't I tell Mr. Momo some of the rules of transactions here?"

"I know!"

Momo became a little excited, "But I still can't believe it! Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I still can't believe it! Why... why would senior's shop make such a thing! Why... senior... he is obviously like that

You have a kind heart, and Miss Youye is so noble! Why... why would you do such a cruel thing?!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Momo." The maid said softly at this time: "I am very happy that you praised my master. But... what you see is the true appearance of this store, there is no falsehood. Anyone can come

When you come here, you can get what you want by paying the corresponding amount. We trade all precious things, and what people have always used the most is...souls."

"You...senior, what are you trying to do by collecting souls..." Mo Mo suddenly felt a little cold.

Even though the inside of the store is still different from the freezing weather outside, a chill comes from the bottom of my heart.

"It is related to the secrets of our store. I'm sorry that I can't answer your doubts." The maid said calmly: "Of course, if Mr. Momo really wants to know, you can pay accordingly."

"Oh! I want to know! I want to know! Here!" Nero on the side opened the box containing the soul very neatly.

"Miss Nero, you are being naughty." The maid smiled at this time.

"What a scary look." Nero shrank his neck and obediently closed the box back.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the sound of the bell at the entrance of the lobby - it was not that a guest came in, but that Momo rushed out from here with his head lowered.

Youye looked at it calmly.

"Just brother, why don't you stay and have a meal together to celebrate my escape from death? Hello~~~~"

Nero yelled a few words, then looked at Youye and shrugged: "It seems that he really left... But then again, isn't the beautiful young lady a bit harsh?"

"Because there is no need or intention to deceive in the first place." Youye said softly: "This gentleman seems to have had some misunderstandings before. It is better to correct it as soon as possible."

"I'm going to take a shower." Nero yawned and stood up.

"You walk slowly." Youye bowed gracefully towards Nero.

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He didn't know why he rushed out like this... Momo lowered his head and rushed forward, feeling like a deserter.

He ran through several streets in one breath. With the special characteristics of a monk, this amount of exercise only slightly heated up his body, and the wind blowing on a cold day turned into a cool breeze.

Momo exhaled, and white mist exhaled from her lips and nose. The street was not deserted at this time.

This seems to be... the place where Nero fought with the two powerful warriors.

Now that the thick fog has dissipated, the streets have also been blocked. Warning cordons seem to have been set up in front and behind, and there are also traffic police who are not on duty on New Year's Eve to guard the place.

There were reporters here to interview, but they were blocked from the street by the traffic police... At the same time, some nearby residents also walked out of their houses.

Momo heard some conversations among the crowd.

People don't know much about it. It seems that a family of three was involved in a car accident, and no one was spared... But looking from a distance, the car that caused the car accident, that is, the car that was involved in the accident, was already covered by a huge black tent by the traffic police.

It was covered and its damage could not be seen at all.

At the same time, Mo Mo also saw two men who gave him a feeling that they were different from ordinary policemen and traffic policemen... From these two men, Mo Mo noticed something familiar.

They also wear a small badge...I remember that Captain Ling Feng of the Administration seemed to have similar accessories on his body.

"It's the people from the administration...are they involved in this matter?"

Momo glanced at the crowd for a few times, then quickly left the crowd.

He had heard his master, Taoist Changhe, say that the existence of the Management Bureau not only handles the management of the Taoist and demonic worlds, but also often plays the role of the aftermath department, such as dealing with some crazy demons destroying society, or arresting some abusers.

Kill Taoists who have fallen into the evil way.

I wonder if this matter will eventually be traced to the senior... Momo thought subconsciously.

But he quickly slapped his cheeks with both hands and laughed at himself: "What are you still thinking about him now..."

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To be continued...