Disaster Shelter

My name is Gong Baoding, this is a somewhat funny name.

Because I have a sister who is early in life, give me the name Baoding and bless me to grow up smoothly.

At that time, the dish was not as well known as it is now.

When I was about fourteen years old, I became a demon hunter. After working in Furonghe City for more than 20 years, I changed from a small palace to a palace brother and then to an uncle.

Without this accident, I might become Uncle Gong.

A demon hunter of my age is either sacrificed or promoted. Only me, like a waste, has been stuck in that realm and is afraid to move forward.

After all, the cost of failure is too horrible, even more terrible than death!

I have been lying here since being attacked by Mr. L that day, and I know I should wake up, but I can't.

I can hear voices and think, but I cannot respond.

Many people have come to see me, sad, crying, or indifferent, but there are no loved ones in it.

Yes, as early as when I was fourteen, I was left alone.

I will probably sleep like this until my consciousness dissipates ...

As a demon hunter, this kind of ending seems to be good.

"Wait, there are others in the ward, but why no one can see that person, it is such a terrible existence, why does no one feel his existence?"

...

Wen Wen stood in front of Gong Baoding, grasping the palm of his hand gently, and a transparent human figure got out of his body and stood in front of Wen Wen.

That's the soul of Gong Baoding.

Gong Baoding looked at his imaginary body and walked a few steps at will to confirm his state, and looked at Wen Wen with a little relief.

"Looks like I'm dead, then you ... is the reaper who harvests the dead souls? The clothes look like that, but why don't you hold a sickle."

He looked at the gentle man in a black robe, unable to see his face, only two golden eyes.

"I heard that after a person dies, the soul will appear directly in the world. I thought there was no so-called death."

Death was also a relief for him, so Gong Baoding still has a mood to joke.

"I'm not a **** of death. I'm here to make a deal with you." Wen Wen kept aloof and said high.

"Trading, I won't do it!" Gong Baoding refused, without even thinking.

In the world of Superpowers, dealing with unknown beings is a very dangerous thing.

If you are lucky, you can get what you want. If you are unlucky, there are many possibilities, but most of them are more terrible than death.

So this kind of trading is a taboo for demon hunters.

"Don't listen to my conditions, you will die immediately, and only I can save you, and let you regain the cost of life, is to work for me."

Gong Baoding sneered at this: "Do you think I'm a greedy for life? I choose to die compared to being a marionette for others."

Wen Wenman said with a black line: "I am not the kind of being you want, and the work for you is also serious work."

"Oh, your tone is just textbook-like alienation."

Gong Baoding is even more disdainful, although he is dead, but in the end as a demon hunter, he still has to maintain the pride of the demon hunter.

Wen Wenqi's eyes widened, and he wanted to drop the contract in his hand to this guy's old face, how could this person be so stubborn!

If it wasn't for his personal affection, Wen Wen would have gone to the white-skinned and long-legged young lady to sign the contract, maybe he could exchange for a hug of love.

"I put the contract here and give you half a day to think about it. This is your last chance." Wen Wen put the contract on the bed and returned to the shelter.

He is waiting for Uncle Gong in the asylum. As long as he is sane, he will definitely sign the contract.

In the face of life and death, many people choose to die impulsively, but if there is enough time to think, the results may be different.

Wen Wen was not skeptical of Uncle Gong's insistence, but because he was helping the shelter, instead of being a big pit, it might be an opportunity.

When he thinks carefully, he will make the right choice.

Gong Baoding put his hand on the contract and stroked it gently.

"Good clean contract ..." This was his first feeling.

In the records of the Hunter Association, the contracts signed by heterogeneous deceived humans generally hide hidden terms that are not easy to find.

There may be deceiving tricks on the back, creases, patterns, dividers, etc.

Once negligence is not found, when the contract comes into effect, you will regret it.

But this document is different. There is only clean text on it, and there is no trace of extra content. This minimizes the risk of Gong Baoding.

"There is no contract on the contract, so the conditions should be harsh."

Then he began to look at the contents of the contract.

The above clearly stated the rights and duties he could enjoy after joining the shelter.

What surprised him the most was that the terms of the contract were much easier than he thought, and even less than the treaties when he joined the Hunters Association.

"Save my life at the cost, just to let me sign such a contract ~ www.readwn.com ~ what exactly is this so-called disaster shelter?"

Gong Baoding hesitated for a long time, and eventually cut his finger, and wrote his name with blood on the contract.

If it is possible that he will not die, he still doesn't want to die. The content of the contract is completely acceptable, so he intends to take a gamble, hoping this is not a scam.

At the same time, a small wound was cracked on his body's fingers, and blood was flowing down.

...

Wen Wen, who was further studying the rune, was smiling inside the asylum.

Gong Baoding finally signed the contract, and he will welcome the first host.

The moment the contract was signed, Gong Baoding's soul disappeared with the contract at the same time, and appeared in the shelter together.

"This is the disaster shelter."

When I came to another place in a flash, Gong Baoding couldn't move his eyes. Everything here was very novel.

He knew that he had come to an incredible place.

After reading the contract, Wen Wen nodded with satisfaction, and then the contract slowly disappeared into his hands.

"Welcome, new asylum officer."

Wen Wen took Gong Baoding's shoulders and accompanied by a burst of black gas, the two bodies disappeared and appeared at the center of the disaster area.

"Welcome to you, the 72581th disaster host, Mr. Gong Baoding." The man in the metal suit said kindly to Gong Baoding.

"Give him what he should give him." Wen Wen said with a taste of the attitude of the man in the metal suit.

It has a much better attitude towards Gong Baoding than Wen Wen, because Gong Baoding looks much like those of the previous hosters, giving it a warm feeling.

And Wen Wen ... is not like a good person!

Even artificial intelligence has its own likes and dislikes.