Disaster Shelter

Speaking of which, the classification of superpowers and monsters is actually very strange.

There are only five levels in total, the fifth level sees no end, and there is actually no difference between the first two levels.

This division is not so much based on strength as it is the five stages of continuous evolution of the superpower.

The fifth level, calamity or transcendence, is beyond the existence of superpowers and monsters, and even beyond the concept of gods and demons in general mythology.

The limit of its ability is beyond the imagination of superpowers. It exists in a way that exceeds the understanding of human beings. So far, there have been no cases in which such a level of existence has been witnessed.

The first and second levels are just excessive before becoming truly qualified superpowers, many do not even really understand what strength they have.

In these two levels, if you want to subdivide, it may be six to ten small levels, but it is meaningless, because in these two levels, it is very easy to kill.

Ordinary superpowers or monsters undergo qualitative changes at the third level.

Assimilation, or catastrophic.

At this level, the superpowers will have near-mythical creature-like abilities, with a qualitative gap from ordinary humans.

At the same time, there is a big gap between the superpowers at this level.

The weak is like the big slayer killed by Lin Zheyuan before. The hard carapace can easily withstand gunshots and even grenades. The huge body can smash the car.

The strong can even fly to the ground, wave their hands to demolish buildings, and create a natural disaster with just one person.

Like the angel of Gu Jingxi's Holy Crystal, in the third level, he is not a strong one.

Because there is a huge power gap, there is also a division of small realms in the assimilation realm, but Wen Wen has not yet reached that level.

As for the fourth realm, the level of catastrophe is equivalent to the demon in the myth. As long as it exists, it will affect a large area around it, such as the eyes peering behind the void in the paradise incident.

Therefore, Wen Wen could have this strength, which greatly exceeded Gong Baoding's expectations.

His attitude was respectful at once, because he knew that there was an insurmountable gap between him and the person in front of him.

Wen Wen is very satisfied with Gong Baoding's current attitude. At least this vest needs to guarantee absolute authority in the shelter.

After thinking about it, Wen Wen said to Gong Baoding, "You have just become a hostess. Let me give you a task."

"What task I try to guarantee is completed."

Gong Baoding was agitated. He had just arrived at the disaster shelter, and his first task must be performed well.

If the first task is done well, he should develop in the asylum in the future, it should be better.

Just like the first mission he received after becoming a demon hunter decades ago.

However, even if he made up his mind to complete the task well, Gong Baoding didn't say too much, that's how it is when people reach middle age.

"The monsters in the asylum also need to eat. Now the inventory in the asylum is not enough. You can buy some."

Strictly speaking, the shelter did not have any mission. He gave the mission to Gong Baoding just because he was too lazy to buy it.

Every time he went to buy the original pig's large intestine, the stall owner looked at him strangely ...

"What?" Gong Baoding asked in shock.

"Not satisfied with the task?" Wen Wen said with an eyebrow raised.

"Satisfied and satisfied." Rigidly experienced Wen Wen's terrifying power, Gong Baoding was afraid to refute Wen Wen.

"Plasma, a lot of ordinary food, plant fertilizers, and other foods, you can watch and collect some. After that, you can also stare. When you come to the shelter to see that the food is not enough, prepare some."

Gong Baoding wrote these down, and there was an inexplicable feeling of loss in her heart.

It's like playing an online game. The first mission is to kill monsters. As a result, the main mission is to send a letter ...

"Oh, by the way, you don't have to pay for it yourself. This is your event fund."

Wen Wen threw a gold ingot into the hand of Gong Baoding, feeling the heavy weight in his hand, he was a little shocked.

This gold ingot is an antique in itself. According to the current price of gold, it is more than 300 yuan per gram ...

Buying those things may even cost you some scrap of gold.

"The disaster shelter is really rich ..."

As everyone knows, if it wasn't for the gentle sweep of his room, this would have been his.

With only this one gold ingot, Gong Baoding had two more impressions of the shelter, rich and ancient.

...

After coming out of the shelter, Wen Wen did not relax, and has been closely monitoring the actions of Gong Baoding in the shelter.

To his relief, Gong Baoding did nothing extraordinary in the shelter.

In fact, ordinary asylum officers have poor and poor authority. Even if Wen Wen does not keep watching, they cannot change anything in the asylum.

However, Wen Wen was still a little uneasy. It was not until Gong Baoding left the shelter that Wen Wen continued to study philosophy books.

He must take down the containment and was driven out three times by the wolf howl, which is the biggest stain in Wen Wen's life.

But Wen Wen is not actually a source of philosophy. After studying all day, he still has no choice but to help.

After all, those questions are too extreme and rarely have the right answers.

In the end, Wen Wen decided to experiment over and over again, anyway, the number of questions is so large, as long as the number of trials is enough, he can successfully attack those philosophers.

Wen Wen believes that the harder it is to obtain, the higher its value must be.

...

In the third morning, Wen Wen was already with the white-haired philosopher, and answered the seventh question correctly.

Although Wen Wen does not know how many questions each philosopher has, he believes that as long as this continues, he will be able to successfully get that thing.

He was dizzy and left the museum, hurried a long way, came to a red light district far from the museum, and found his car.

He is not at home these days, so I need to cover it up a bit, and here is the best choice.

Seeing Wen Wen coming over ~ www.readwn.com ~ A few street girls gathered around, and they didn't receive guests all night, so they waited by the road until the early morning.

See Wen Wen now, of course I won't let go.

Wen Wen leaned a little bit disgustingly and watched these women sell themselves.

Looking at it, he even thought it was quite interesting.

In the past, Wen Wen paid attention to such things, but now he can look at them with another attitude, an attitude that does not involve feelings and only observes.

It may be because of the existence of disaster shelters that Wen Wen was removed from the ranks of ordinary people, and the disaster prison mode, which allowed him to experience the top power, only occasionally caused him to have this emotion.

But Wen Wen's observation soon stopped, his face turned black like the bottom of the pot, his eyes quilted directly into a line.

Because he saw a man in a hood waving at Wen Wen at the alley of this red light district.

It's high imitation!