Chapter five hundred and forty-eight containment situation
It was a white and black painting with a deserted landscape and a tree with only trunks and branches, like a dead black tree.
It twisted like a ghost claw, looking a bit weird and terrifying.
The metal shovel in the ears of the four people became louder.
"Not good! What a shelter!"
In horror, Lu Zhiang moved his hand holding the glass bottle and was about to splash the liquid inside at the black and white painting.
However, before he could splash water on the painting, Xiangyang, who was the first to hear the sound, instantly disappeared into the tomb with his belongings.
Then, in order, Lu Zhiang, Ming Bing, Wang Bing...
The empty quiet tomb room became silent and silent, full of strangeness.
No one could have thought that there were four living people standing here before.
In the tomb at this moment, in addition to the brown corpse, there was also the sound of metal shovel digging echoing quietly.
...
In a house with two bedrooms, four people lying in a coma in a living room.
“Woo…”
Xiangyang covered his head and woke up from the living room first.
Looking at the familiar, dim but familiar roof of the living room, his eyes showed surprise.
"Isn't this my home? Why am I here?"
He stood up and looked around the surrounding environment, and he was very sure of this.
"What the hell is going on? Am I going to dream..."
Sweeping the other three people unconscious, he suddenly silently, and his eyes showed horror.
"Hmph..." Several muffled groans came.
As if awakened by his movements, Lu Zhiang and the other two opened their eyes like lightning, and then stared at Xiangyang.
The three of them turned over quickly and looked around vigilantly. Lu Zhiang asked, "Where is this?"
"This is my home." Xiangyang spoke weakly.
Subconsciously, three black pistols pointed at him.
Wang Fei, who is tall and thin, with a national face, asked, "Did you bring us here?"
Xiangyang shook his head in horror, "No, I don't know!"
The three of them frowned. The young man didn't seem to be lying!
"Containment?"
"Oops!"
Suddenly sounded from Lu Zhiang and Ming Bing's mouth.
Wang Fei also quickly figured it out that this must be a means of containment!
"What is the containment?" Xiangyang asked in surprise.
Lu Zhiang and the other two did not answer him and quickly checked in the room.
First, the switch of the light.
Bang!
Slap sex...
After using the lights from several places, the three of them found that the light could not be turned on at all.
This also caused the room to be completely dim except for the lights on Xiangyang.
"You said this is your home, sure?"
Lu Zhiang, who found that the electricity was completely out of power, asked with a serious expression.
"Of course, I'm familiar with everything here!" Xiang Yang spoke confidently.
“Go to the balcony and have a look!”
The four of them came to the dim balcony. As the lights in Xiangyang's hands shone, a scene that scared the people appeared. They saw that the outside of the balcony was actually sealed by yellow soil!
"My house was buried? How is that possible!"
Xiangyang exclaimed, expressing his disbelief.
You know, he lives on the fourth floor, with a total of nine floors, and the entire floor was buried?
This strange and terrifying scene really scared him.
"It must be made of the containment!" Wang Fei gritted his teeth.
Xiangyang was puzzled when he heard the word "container" continuously, "What is the container?"
Lu Zhiang and the other two looked at each other, Ming Bing and Wang Fei looked at Lu Zhiang, waiting for his meaning.
Perhaps considering that this has reached this point, this guy who is suspected to be a tomb robber has also been involved, Lu Zhiang decided to briefly introduce himself.
His face, who had a slightly beard and looked very handsome, turned solemn.
"We are members of the World Organization, the Abnormal Detention Bureau."
"Our mission is to collect all exception points from around the world. They can be abnormal objects or some abnormal individuals."
"We separate them from humans and preserve them properly to ensure that their abnormal behavior does not interfere with the good life of human beings."
“Contain, control, protect!”
"This is the responsibility of our Abnormal Detention Bureau!" Lu Zhiang said seriously.
However, Xiangyang was already stunned, looking dumbfounded.
"But I've never heard of anything unusual if there was this organization in the world."
He subconsciously retorted.
After saying that, his expression tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the magic lamp. He hurriedly put his hand on the shoulder strap of his backpack and quietly shook his backpack. Feeling the magic lamp still there, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Anomaly, is it...
His heart was pounding, and listening to the man's shelter speech, his heart was filled with uneasiness and he couldn't help but tighten his shoulder straps.
The magic lamp belongs to him, and cannot...
Lu Zhiang and the other two didn't care about his little movements, and they thought this person was because of nervousness.
"What is the abnormal situation?" Xiangyang asked in tentatively as if he was puzzled.
Lu Zhiang explained in a low and deep voice, "What I am talking about is something that violates mathematics and physics, with super scientific power, they can be entities or even information!"
"For example, a key that throws a coin that is always the opposite side can open all locks. They are the lowest-level ones, but they are all abnormal items!"
Lu Zhiang said seriously, "Whether it is an object, a living creature, or even a human, as long as it has an abnormal nature, it is within our management scope!"
Xiangyang was stunned and understood completely. He was extremely sure that the magic lamp was also a containment, within their containment area!
In a blink of an eye, he looked at the three of them with vigilance.
He would not hand over the magic lamp. He didn't care about what the shelter was. The magic lamp did not do anything to destroy social stability, so why should he be sheltered?
"It sounds nice, it's not imprisonment!" He sneered secretly.
After a while, Xiangyang returned to his calmness and asked in confusion, "Then are we doing the shelter this time?"
Lu Zhiang and the other two nodded with a serious expression.
"I suspect that this containment is of high level." Lu Zhiang said solemnly.
"Level?" Xiangyang widened his eyes.
Lu Zhiang glanced at him and explained, "There are strengths and weaknesses between the containers, and the weakest ones are like the keys and coins, and the impact is not too great." The impact is not too great."
"It's extremely powerful and terrifying. Everyone has the power to easily destroy the world!"
Chapter completed!