Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 8 Is this the room number?
The sudden change made several people suddenly nervous.

"Now that you're here, report in quickly, supervisors."

There was a hint of jest in the sound, which was like a 60-year-old man making strong and dry bark.

I don't know if this is the style of the voice owner, or if he is just mocking a few people.

The ghost-faced fox took a deep breath, looked at each other and whispered, "Let's go."

Now the spiritual realm has just begun, and there are still too many unclear things. According to the mission objectives and background introduction, at least their current identities are safe. In any case, they have to go through the plot before considering anything else.

The four of them walked out of the cramped stone room one after another and came to the corridor.

The background of this spiritual realm seems a bit ancient. All the lights in the corridor are dim oil lamps, just enough to see the road clearly.

At this time, only a few people could clearly see who the speaker was.

It's hard to describe her appearance.

Not tall, about 1.6 meters by visual inspection, she has the face of a young human woman, but this face is embedded in a black bird's head. The fine feathers emit a deep obsidian-like luster, and her body is covered with Hidden under a gray cloak that had been dragged to the ground. There was nothing under the linen fabric. It could be seen that she must have a slender body, with two pairs of wings standing up and down behind her, and she even supported a body that was estimated to be more than two meters tall. On the cloister dome.

"Are you scared? Regulators." The human-faced bird laughed strangely in her unique voice.

The faces of several people were not very good-looking.

Except Jiang Lu.

He was as curious as a child: "Can I touch your wings?"

The strange laughter stopped abruptly.

Heavy Artillery and Liu Dao's expressions changed.

The ghost-faced fox quietly tugged on Jiang Lu's clothes to signal him not to mess around.

The voice of the human-faced bird was so shrill that it seemed as if it had been pinched: "You are so brave children, you can call me the messenger and come with me to collect your clothes."

After that, she turned around and walked into the darkness, not caring that her wings had scratched two long blood marks on the dome.

Following her, Jiang Lu's eyes widened: "This is a cruel person."

Chongpao had a stern look on his face, still frightened by what had just happened, and warned in a low voice: "You are the ruthless one, right? This is an S-level spiritual realm, please be more serious! It doesn't matter if you die, don't trap us all here!"

"Oh." Jiang Lu felt aggrieved, but he didn't say anything and chose to endure it silently.

Ghost Faced Fox and Heavy Cannon probably had the same idea, but considering Jiang Lu's feelings, he didn't answer and just patted his shoulder lightly to express comfort.

After countless turns and stairs, they finally arrived at a double wooden door that was more than three meters high.

"Here we are." The messenger opened the door.

Along with the creaking sound of decay, a magnificent hall appeared in front of several people.

Luxurious, dazzling and resplendent, it is in sharp contrast to the road we just walked and the original stone room.

But there was no one in the hall, you could hear a needle drop, and the silence was a bit eerie.

The messenger introduced: "This is where the last batch of supervisors lived. Now that they are gone, you can live here."

As she spoke, she moved out a wooden box.

Only then did everyone notice that she had no hands and that her walking feet were also a pair of bird feet.

Rather than moving it, it's better to say that she brought it here.At the signal of the messenger, several people opened the box and took out four sets of black robes.

The moment they put their robes on, all the information about this prison flooded into their minds.

Now, they finally knew why they were called regulators.

Looking at the four people who were stunned by the massive amount of information they received, the messenger nodded with satisfaction:

"Now you have the complete map of the Black Tower. If you are willing, you can monitor the movements of any corner in the lower area of ​​the Black Tower at any time, where the lost souls are held."

"Where we are now is..." Ghost Faced Fox checked the map in his mind and determined the location of this hall: "The middle of the black tower, the east side?"

"You got started quickly." The messenger praised, but her tone, even when she was saying the words of praise, seemed to be in a strange tone.

Jiang Lu studied the map and found that the entire black tower was divided into three areas. The lower layer was the thickest, while the upper layer was very tapered.

In addition, only the middle and lower levels of the map can be seen, and the upper level is dark, as if covered by fog.

Heavy Artillery carefully tested: "The upper level is"

"The upper level is of course where the owner of the Black Tower lives." The messenger warned: "Don't try to observe the upper level. Even the supervisor will be cursed if he tries to step into the upper level."

"What curse?" Jiang Lu asked.

"It doesn't matter what kind of curse, in short, the final fate will be more miserable than the prisoners here." The messenger said this and said no more.

The ghost-faced fox adjusted his glasses: "I want to know what work we need to do?"

“We serve the God of salvation.”

The messenger's expression suddenly became serious:
"So, our job is naturally to help those souls who have committed sins to be redeemed. Helping them to be redeemed and able to enter heaven is what you have to do."

"Get redemption?" The Ghost Faced Fox frowned: "To put it simply, it means making them realize their sins and repent, right?"

"That's right." The messenger nodded, paused, and said: "Each of you must have a redemption performance every week. If the time limit is reached and you have not completed the redemption, then you will also be regarded as sinners and be thrown into prison. Go to the lower level of the Black Tower."

The faces of several people became serious.

In the real world, people who have been imprisoned for several years may not necessarily change their ways after being released from prison. The people here are all extremely evil people, and they have to complete redemption once a week. Isn't it a bit whimsical?
"Of course, the conditions are very harsh. I know it. Not only I know it, but the God of Redemption also knows it."

The messenger's smile became a little evil:
"Therefore, there are no restrictions on your redemption methods. As regulators, you have the same power as gods at the lower level of the Black Tower. Whether it is forced transformation or creating illusions, all methods you can think of can be implemented. The redemption All God wants is your performance.”

"Anything is okay?" Jiang Lu confirmed again.

"Anything is fine," the messenger replied affirmatively.

The other three people had different expressions, looking thoughtful.

"By the way, this is for you."

The messenger took out four bracelets and handed them to them.

There are four different numbers engraved on the bracelet.

Jiang Lu is 87, Ghost Faced Fox is 68, Heavy Artillery is 60, and Lancet is 63.

The ghost-faced fox looked at these numbers in confusion, looked at the four rooms on both sides of the hall, and asked in confusion: "This is... our room number?"

"No." The messenger shook his head: "This is my favorability towards you."

(End of this chapter)