Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 62 Not Everyone Has the Courage to Return to Hell
"Support is really needed."

"The growth rate of the dawn battle suit is not unlimited."

"Even if the few of us put on the dawn battle suit, we can barely reach the 1st psychic level at most, and even Romero can at most increase to the 1st intermediate psychic level."

"If there is heavy firepower, we are still somewhat dangerous."

Russell analyzed calmly and rationally.

The white ape monster that barely reached the second level after being berserk in America back then suffered a lot of damage from the firepower of anti-tank missiles and 120mm smoothbore guns.

If some strategic level weapons and more firepower coverage were used, I am afraid that the white ape monster could be dealt with without the leader's action.

He had chatted with the newcomers Zhang Zihang and Owens in Spark, and the demigod-level monster they saw could almost ignore most modern technologies.

In short, modern technology still plays a significant role in the spiritual power system.

They don't even have level 1 spiritual power, and they can barely reach level 1 with the dawn suit.

Definitely not to be underestimated.

"But there is good news."

"This is probably the source of the various small forces we have been dealing with for the past three months."

"As long as we unplug the core of this criminal network, human trafficking organizations in the smaller half of the Europa region will be hit hard."

"The related impact will also spread to the whole world, which will make the trend of human trafficking and other things sluggish."

Seeing that Russell was still analyzing calmly, John said this to boost morale.

Hearing this, all the people around subconsciously began to breathe harder.

After this vote is done, their dreams can be said to have completed the visible part of the naked eye.

Since gaining extraordinary power, like superheroes, they have done too many things that they could not have imagined in the past three months.

Now, there is an opportunity to put an end to the initial stage of the dream.

When everyone fell into deep thought.

There was a cry of a child waking up.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see that the similar child who was treated by them slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

……

When Gourme opened his eyes, he saw three men and a woman staring at him.

Except for a bald man who looked a little fierce, the other three looked very kind.

However, he just woke up from the dream, and he was still a little dazed for a while.

He was silent, not saying a word.

"Look, you scare people."

Martha was keenly aware that Gourme avoided Romero's gaze, and helplessly rolled her eyes at Romero who was still giggling aside.

"what?"

"Am I really scary?"

Romero pointed to himself, with a look of disbelief all over his face.

Seeing this, John nodded silently,

Russell thought about the friendship between Romero and himself many times, and struggled to control the thought of nodding.

Martha pretended to be disgusted all over her face.

Seeing everyone laughing, Guermei finally stopped being silent.

"thank you all."

Gourmet murmured slowly.

Gourme remembered that these men had rescued him from those minions earlier.

Although the sound is small, there are no ordinary people around, so they can hear it clearly.

They wanted to say thank you with a smile, but when they thought of the experience of this 12-year-old boy, they subconsciously fell silent.

When everyone was silent, Gu Ermei, who was originally quiet, asked with glowing eyes: "Do you want to... go to the lair?"

"nest?"

Russell frowned, looking at the little boy with glowing eyes, he probably guessed something.

Romero on the side hadn't reacted yet, and tried to put on a smiling face that he thought he was kind and asked, "What do you mean by lair?"

Gourme subconsciously avoided looking at Romero and said: "The territory of that group of scum is near here. I call it a lair."

"I was taken back to the lair once a week by those minions, and I underwent the so-called baptism for a week, and then I was taken to a nearby or further place to beg again."

"As long as I get back here, I seem to be able to smell the smell of fear from the wind and snow."

Gurme said, looking at the icy wind and snow whizzing past the crack of the door.

Maybe it was intuition, maybe it was something else.

In short, as soon as he came back here, even if the icy and snowy scene didn't seem to have any characteristics, he could immediately be sure that he was back.

The splashed blood, the hollowed out body, and the repeated torture of electric shocks, beatings, and drugs when being baptized...

Numerous painful memories always flooded his mind when he approached the lair.

"baptism?"

Russell accurately captured the crux of the boy's words.

Although he doesn't understand the specific details, Russell can be sure that it is definitely not a simple brainwashing.

The baptism in the boy's mouth gave a chilling feeling upon hearing it.

Romero also put away the smirk on his face, and listened solemnly and seriously.

"For the goods that have not been sold, they will regularly carry out the process of maintaining slavery."

"this process……"

"This one……"

Gulme paused when he said this, and the immature face that had been firm after waking up could not help but feel a little more fear at this moment.

Seeing this, Martha quickly hugged Gu Ermei, patted his back to comfort his trembling body.

The 12-year-old child could no longer maintain his pretended firmness, sobbing in Martha's arms.

Russell and the others all took a deep breath when they saw this, and didn't ask any more questions.

The so-called baptism turned out to be like this.

There are too many ways to maintain slavishness, and many of them are full of pain, ushering in both mental and physical torture.

This is a common method used by human trafficking organizations. Russell and the others know it too well. All "goods" in human trafficking organizations cannot do without such baptism.

This is why Russell and the others insist on combating human trafficking.

These dark places need to be covered by eternal day!
Russell's eyes were solemn, and such a firm belief flashed in his heart.

The rest of the people, like Russell, lowered their heads with gloomy and dignified expressions.

This status quo will not always exist.

They have been fighting for half a lifetime to combat this phenomenon, and with the help of Yong Zhou, they will completely solve it!

Give light to mankind, just like the sun will always rise the next day.

Since joining Everlasting Day, they have never been firmer in this belief.

If it takes three months to crack down on the human trafficking organizations in half of the Europa region, then it can take three or 30 years to do so in the whole world.

While everyone was having complicated thoughts, the cabin fell into silence.

But the silence didn't last long.

soon……

In the hut with only the crackling of flames and the whistling of wind and snow, Guermai's firm and eager voice sounded: "Please let me go to the lair together!"

Against the backdrop of the fire, Guermei's eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

Not everyone can make such a firm decision to go back to hell.

And this 12-year-old child firmly made such a decision.

(End of this chapter)