Chapter 12
The two people in the novice gift pack seem to have the characteristics of being immune to extreme emotions.
What Collin was most worried about just now was that these two slaves lost control in the extreme emotions caused by the "Wreakers", regardless of their enemies or even attacked him.
But in the end, he was unexpectedly discovered that he could not help but chop people. Although these two slaves seemed to be affected, they still adhered to the bottom line of protecting him without losing control.
I just don’t know if this situation is common for all recruiting roles, or if only novice gift packs are like this.
Of course, it may be another possibility.
Because Colin has always thought that his personal attributes should be higher than those of the two subordinates, but in fact, everyone is actually similar. He can hold it back, and the other party will definitely be able to bear it.
This is actually a special sense of superiority.
Shaking his head, Colin didn't think about this answer that he wouldn't get for a while, and took out some water from his backpack to replenish his energy, and then took out the pamper roll.
"The mission progress is about three-fifths. If nothing unexpected happens, the rest will be on the second floor."
Colin rubbed his swollen temples, slashed his itchy ear holes, and shivered.
He could hear heart-wrenching sounds on the second floor. After the aberrations on the first floor recovered, the second floor naturally started to roar.
But through the wall and distance, these sounds did not cause much harm to him, but they were very annoying.
"Really, why do you yell so loudly?"
Colin took a deep breath, got up from the chair, picked up the iron axe and horse lantern, your property management uncle is coming to find you...
"Let's go, after dealing with the distortion on the second floor, the matter is over."
The staircase leading to the second floor is near the church gate, and is a spiral upward staircase.
When Colin executed the aberrant, he had seen it before and did not take much time to search.
The stairs are covered with red carpets, and thick dust is filled with. Every step you fall, you can step into a clear footprint.
Colin looked upwards at the top of his head, making sure there were no monsters hanging upside down in these places on his head.
Then, as he went upstairs, he looked at the walls of the stairs, the extremely religious reliefs and the unique patterns woven by vines and thorns on it.
The details on the relief carvings are seriously missing, but you can see that some people are either carrying thorns and kneeling and moving forward, or walking barefoot on the spike road, or hanging stones with thread on their necks bent down and down to walk...
Even if the details are missing, Colin could think that they seemed to be conducting alternative prayers.
"'suffering'..."
Colin thought of the "Mother of Suffering and Thorns" that was suspected to exist in some high position. The thorns on the relief are everywhere, and the behavior of those people also corresponds to the word "Suffering"...
I just don’t know what the relationship has to do with the existence of this high position.
Colin is also curious about the history of this world.
But at this time, they had already reached the second floor, and Colin closed the associations in his mind.
The distribution on the second floor is very different from the layout of the first floor with only one hall. There are many rooms on both sides of a corridor.
Most of the doors of these rooms were destroyed, and the "Woatingman" cried out in it.
"The sound effect is extremely limited because there are many rooms on the second floor. If all these monsters stay on the first floor, then things will be in trouble just now."
Colin was a little secretly grateful that these monsters seemed to run around the ground when they had just distorted.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be one by one.
Then because there was no food supplement or other reasons, all of them occurred. This dormancy was not broken by him, an outsider.
Bang!
Colin kicked open the decaying door, and the light shone, and saw a thin "wailing man" roaring at him.
However, at this moment, Collin is already quite "immunized" to such "small crying and making trouble" and will not be affected too much in a short period of time.
Without any hesitation, Colin went on with a single axe and brought everyone's world back to purity.
After killing the "Wreaker", he did not leave immediately, but looked at the room.
A room of more than 20 square meters should look similar to a general office, and Colin saw a desk in the room.
The desk is covered in dust, but it is well preserved, dark brown and has a heavy texture.
Colin tapped his fingers on it, and it felt that the quality was much better than the one in his home and much stronger.
The only damaged area is that there are traces of biting in the corner of the table, but it does not affect the use.
“This table is destined to be my family.”
Seeing a wooden chair of the same material in the corner of the wall, Colin added, "This one is also destined to be."
The stools and tables at home were removed, and they were broken and stood up, just in time to replace them with a new one.
Then, Colin opened the [Backpack] and collected it. The table and chair occupied two grids, and the icons were displayed as [Lightly Lost Thorn Desk] and [Thorn Wooden Chair].
After looking at it, I have used most of the 16 grids in my first ones.
Each grid seems to ignore the upper limit of weight, with only the limits of quantity and size. Items with higher similarity can be superimposed into a grid.
For example, bread, third-level water, venison, etc. can be directly superimposed into a grid, but tables and chairs cannot.
Otherwise, Colin would have wanted to move all the benches downstairs home.
That thing can be used as a bed, and sleeping is much more comfortable than the one in the wooden house that makes you cry like a bad bed that doesn't listen when you fall asleep.
When that bed was sleeping, he was humming and wanted to change his position.
Even if you can't use the chairs if you take too many chairs, it will be a lot of money to sell them to other survivors.
"...My mind seems to be getting more and more erratic, I always think about all kinds of things. After doing this wave, I have to rest and can't continue..."
Colin shook his head, letting his mind confine and avoiding the transition from distraction.
He was aware of his status because he saw signs of [Minor Mental Damage] on the slave's status bar.
It is prompted that their sanity is being lost and they need to rest immediately, otherwise they will be very likely to be distracted and distracted, and their ability to prevent surprise attacks will plummet.
At this time, the hunting was still proceeding in an orderly manner.
It was a little bit of a pity that Colin entered more than a dozen rooms, most of which were empty and there was nothing valuable.
Even if there is, the damage is serious, not as good as the one in the backpack.
"What a pity, it takes more than 100 foggy points to expand the backpack, otherwise I really want to empty it..."
Colin sighed. Even if it was broken and could not be sold, it would be good to burn firewood... After all, the denser the wood, the longer it would burn.
There are so many good things, but the backpack is so small, which is a pity.
"Next room, continue."
Colin took the lead in walking out of the room and was about to go downstairs, but suddenly he was stunned.
There is no room in front of the corridor. It is already the end. There is only a window at the end. Outside the window is an unknown gray fog with hazy white light.
Chapter completed!