I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 234 Weapons in the box
In the manor on the other side, Wu Shuang didn't know that a group of cultists were plotting to kidnap him.

He is now busy dealing with the security chief sent by the Silent Ones.

In the huge exhibition room, a group of technicians in white coats were carefully inspecting the boxes placed in the middle, and also inspected everything around them.

"Well, this box does come from another world, and there are quite complicated seal restrictions engraved on the surface, but there is nothing inside."

The technician in a white coat who was inspecting the box carefully touched the wooden box in front of him with his gloved hands and said doubtfully: "This box should have contained something very important, and it has a certain value." Dangerous, this seal not only prevents people from outside from opening it, but also prevents the things inside from coming out, but it seems that the things inside have already come out."

Wu Shuang, who was standing by and watching, said nonchalantly: "It seems that I bought back an empty box."

"Well, judging from the test results, it's like this."

The technician echoed while touching the inside of the box doubtfully, then raised his hand to rub it, and said hesitantly: "Well, the things in here must have escaped recently."

"Oh? Then he must be hiding in this manor, right?"

Even though Wu Shuangdang appeared a little nervous, he forced himself to stay calm.

This immediately gave Charlie, who was accompanying the inspection, an opportunity to perform. As the security director, he immediately mobilized manpower and began to inspect everything in the manor, and solemnly made a guarantee.

"Don't worry! I will definitely ensure your safety. If something really escapes here, I will dig the ground three times to find it!"

Listening to the security director, using broken Chinese, he assured him.

Wu Shuang showed a relieved smile and said with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work, I believe you will do it."

As he spoke, he quietly moved his steps and stepped on his own shadow.

No one noticed this subtle movement, and even if they did, they wouldn't care.

After all, this is just a move of the feet, so what can happen?

The technician who checked the box also said: "Maybe the contents of the box had escaped before the players got it back from another world, so the organizer of the auction was just trying to sell it as a gimmick."

"If you want, the Silent One can immediately protest to the auction for you." Charlie on the side also said quickly.

If there is a chance to perform, it is natural to perform vigorously.

However, Wu Shuang had no such plans.

"Just think of it as a lesson learned, so there's no need to worry about it. Also, after the inspection is completed, can I take the box away? I plan to hang it up in the house to remind myself of the lesson I learned this time."

"of course."

Upon hearing this, the technician quickly closed the box and handed it back.

Then he and Charlie stood in the busy exhibition room, watching the figure of the young rich man slowly walk away.

"One hundred million dollars to teach you a lesson? This is really a luxury." The technician couldn't help but sigh as he watched the figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

Charlie, who was next to him, complained: "If you have money, you can do this. By the way, you said that the contents of the box escaped. At approximately what time did it happen?"

"How do I know this? It's never easy to measure the time of things brought back from other worlds. The time flow rate in each world is different. How do you measure it? I still think that thing has just come out."

"what?"

Such an answer made Charlie immediately widen his eyes.But the technician said unhurriedly: "But how is that possible? Even if the thing locked in there is not extremely aggressive, it still has extremely terrifying power. If it is allowed to come out, it will be uncontrollable. Under the circumstances, the best estimate will turn this manor into ruins."

"So, what do you think?"

"Well, this box is probably empty a long time ago, but it's time to check it, just in case."

The conversation between the two people downstairs continued.

Wu Shuang, who had returned to the room on the top floor, had placed the box firmly on the cabinet. After turning around to confirm that the door was closed, he returned to the desk and sat down. There was no one else in the room except himself. Inside, he stretched out his hand to the side and gave instructions.

"On the bookshelf, at the top, counting from the left, is the first book. Take it over."

After the words fell, the shadow on the ground twisted and quickly moved to the bookshelf. When it arrived in front of the bookshelf, the shadow poured out a black mist, which went up along the bookshelf and wrapped the book he was talking about. He took it down, quickly moved towards him, and placed the book firmly in his hand.

Interesting stuff.

Watching this scene, Wu Shuang muttered to himself.

This is what he found in the box. At first, it was a black mist huddled in the box. Later, he discovered that the black mist could transform into many forms, such as directly blending into his shadow, or changing into a It turned into a puddle of black liquid. Its specific function was unknown. It could convey consciousness to him, but he could not speak.

It felt like he had a puppy.

The difference is that this puppy is a little weird and likes his blood.

Since he released it from the box, he had fed it blood more than once, but it still kept conveying the feeling of hunger to him.

Now, after helping him get the book, he once again expressed his hunger and flattery. The whole black mist almost solidified, twisting around him, as if he was coquettish, and he had no idea what this person was. What the hell.

I took the book because I wanted to look up some information.

Since he came to live in this manor, he has been a little wary of electronic devices, so he simply asked the Silent Man to send a batch of paper information. Now he can check the origin of this thing.

The strange thing is that this thing likes his blood very much, but is also quite afraid of him.

This time, when expressing hunger, she didn't dare to pray for his blood. She was just cautiously asking if she could eat the people in this manor, especially the Silent Ones.

In addition to being a little helpless, Wu Shuang also realized that this thing seemed to want to eat the extraordinary.

But the Silent Ones are extraordinary people, but his identity is not. Could it be?
Gee.
When Wu Shuang thought about the source of his dream ability, he was inevitably a little depressed. Although he had already imagined the worst outcome, it seemed that the direction of confirmation of everything was confirming the worst outcome to him over and over again.

"Those people can't eat."

As he spoke, he picked up the paper knife on the table, pulled up his sleeve, cut his arm, and then clenched his fist, letting the blood drip into the shadow on the ground.

Looking at the black fog that immediately rushed towards the dripping blood, almost hungry, he said slowly: "In a few days, I will prepare something for you to eat, but before that, you can't leave that place. Box, unless you have my permission, understand?”

The black mist immediately expressed its joy without thinking.

I don’t know if it’s agreement or simply expression of happiness.

Wu Shuang smiled helplessly.

At the same time, he was complaining in his heart that Shikodi actually called this thing a weapon. Fortunately, the old housekeeper he hired had agreed to his conditions. It won't be long before he can help him build a team. In this way , the food for this thing is already available.

Fortunately, he is no longer a kind person.
(End of this chapter)