Calamity Game: Cleanup Man? No I'm The Villain

"What did you say?!" Yi Bai plucked his ears in disbelief...

He himself didn't have much hope for his own rhetoric, but he didn't expect it to come true. This seems a bit...

"My fellow, can you repeat what you just said? I didn't hear it clearly, and you know that my current body is a bit too tall. I usually feel a little afraid of heights when I stand up and walk."

In order to thoroughly confirm Yan Feichen's thoughts, Yi Bai even bent down this time.

Seeing his actions, a row of black lines appeared on Mr. Owl's forehead, but he didn't intend to speak out at this moment, because he also had some doubts about the authenticity of what Yan Feichen just said.

"If you can accomplish what you said, then I can sign that contract. Do you have anything else to ask?"

Yan Feichen repeated what he just said, as if he had chosen to accept his fate.

"May I ask, do you have a lot of hatred for that person?"

"It's huge, it doesn't matter if it's too big for you to take away its body, as long as it can die!" Yan Feichen said through gritted teeth.

"No problem, we are fellow villagers, and with this relationship, I will help you! If this is the case, come on, sign this first..." Yi Bai said, and handed a contract to Yan Feichen in front of.

"Over there, it's time to let go of my fellow villager? In this way, he can't sign the contract, can he?"

Mr. Owl nodded, and used his own strength to untie Yan Feichen, but the strength that stayed on him did not dissipate in any way: "You, it's better not to play tricks."

Yan Feichen glanced at him without saying anything, stretched out his hand to write on the contract, and he filled in a string of numbers: 124095, his current number.

"Hey hey, brother, I'm coming!" Yi Bai laughed loudly and wrote his name on the contract.

After doing all this, both Monton's huge body and Yan Feichen fell into a coma the moment the contract dissipated.

Under the control of Mr. Owl, the two separated a long distance to prevent Yan Feichen from being accidentally crushed to death because of Mengton's fall.

...

within the conscious space.

"Wuhu! This is the body of my fellow villager. This is really a treasure. Let me see what abilities you have..." Yi Bai, who was in the soul state, rubbed his hands excitedly, like a fly.

But just when he couldn't wait to reach out his hand, he was surprised to find one thing, he didn't feel anything...

"What's going on here... Could it be that my fellow villager has abilities related to the soul? No, even so he can't violate the content of the contract."

Doubts hovered around Yi Bai, he couldn't understand why this happened.

And at this moment, he felt a huge amount of information pouring into his memory continuously. This amount of data was so huge that his tiny soul completely dissipated the moment it came into contact with it. .

But he also used these memories to peek into a trace of the content, and let him understand who he signed the contract with.

"I didn't expect that contract to be effective for you. You are not omnipotent. You have deceived everyone from the beginning, disaster space!"

Indeed, as Yan Feichen imagined, since his number has been transformed into a virtual number by the disaster space, the contract between him and Yi Bai was naturally grafted onto the head of the disaster space.

Such huge monsters are obviously not something that a small person like him can touch. If Yi Bai's soul is a drop of water, the disaster space is an ocean.

When this drop of water entered the ocean, everything was completely doomed, it was destined to dissipate in the ocean, and there was no trace of it ever since.

[Special task: The hunt has been completed. After the clean-up personnel return to the disaster space, the rewards will be settled uniformly. 】

The sound of the calamity space echoed in Yan Feichen's mind, successfully awakening him who had fallen into a coma.

After being awakened, Yan Feichen found that there was something extra in his storage space. It was a killing treasure chest, and its source was already obvious.

"Hehehe, I won the bet..." Yan Feichen thought to himself before getting up from the ground.

"How?" Seeing that Yan Feichen had stood up, Mr. Owl asked directly.

"How about we play a game? You might as well guess now, who am I?" Yan Feichen tried to imitate Yi Bai's tone and said.

"You..." Just when Mr. Owl was about to say that you are Yi Bai, several contracts flew out of his body, and then the contracts disappeared in front of him out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, he immediately understood what happened. The master who signed the contract with him was dead, and these contracts naturally lost their validity.

Since this is the case, the identity of the person in front of him has been revealed, and Mr. Owl said in disbelief: "I didn't expect you to survive, this is really..."

"Are you disappointed?"

"No, it's better to say that I hope you can survive. That Yi Bai is really a guy full of uncertain factors. Of course, you are the same as him, but your uncertain factors are still there. I can accept it." In the range."

"It's just because I didn't set my mind on Monton, the contract is still fulfilled, I need to take a rest now..." Yan Feichen responded to the other party indifferently, turned and left the forging room.

Looking at Yan Feichen who left, Mr. Owl suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart. This was a similar intuitive reminder, and he couldn't help raising his hand to Yan Feichen.

But it was just lifting, he didn't dare to use any force at all, and that contract eventually became a stone that he lifted up and smashed his feet.

If he dared to make a move now, not only would he die, but Uriel and the sniper who signed the contract with him would also die.

"We still have to wait for that opportunity to appear... Uriel, I hope you don't let me down..." Mr. Owl thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking to himself, Mr. Owl realized that the power he had left on Monton's body had been cracked, which meant that the other party had completed the return of consciousness, and the original owner of this body regained its control.

"Welcome to your sobriety, Monton, my old friend," said Mr. Owl, turning.

"You're right. This time, I did sleep for a long time. Thank you for remembering our original promise, my old man." Monton finally made his own voice, which was his body obeying his The voice of will.

The blacksmith of the hunting ground regained his consciousness today.