Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 296

In the official documents of the Redemption Society, the supernatural detention base numbered S14 is not as valued and directly controlled by the Supreme Committee as the bases with the top three numbers, but in terms of base size, guard force, and conditions for the detention of supernatural beings, it is still very good among the bases outside the top three numbers.

With the memory of the possessed man, Robb walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. After passing through a corridor, he saw an extremely wide silver hall with a large number of screens distributed around, showing pictures of valleys, lakes, cabins, bases, and even imprisoned supernatural beings.

"Fortunately, I didn't drive into the valley."

Robb was glad that he had played it safe before.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to sneak in here so easily if he was followed while driving all the way.

"Are these my next food?"

Robb turned to the surveillance screens of the imprisoned supernatural beings.

In them, he saw evil spirits, zombies, faceless women, werewolves, giant snakes, mermaids, and other supernatural beings of different species.

Robb couldn't help licking his lips.

Now that the evil spirits of "Heaven" have been organized, this will be another feast.

"Hey! Chris, why are you standing here like an idiot? Are you regretting the shit you just did? It's a pity that you missed the most exciting scene."

Suddenly, a man came over and patted the shoulder of the person possessed by Robb enthusiastically, and teased him as if they were on good terms.

Robb's expression remained unchanged, and he imitated Chris' tone and asked, "What's the most exciting scene?"

The visitor danced and said, "Haha! Didn't you see it! The boy who was favored by many people and had many bets placed on him was not the last one to die, but the second to last one. Shit! Who would have thought that he escaped the werewolf's hunting, but was unfortunately blocked and killed by a group of zombies. As a result, the least favored slut died last."

"Many people bet on that boy, but they all got into trouble. I bet $1,000. Chris, what about you?"

Robb said vaguely, "It's about the same as you."

Chris's friend nodded without paying attention, and said with envy, "Shit! It's all because of Cooper, the banker, who is in charge!"

Robb glanced at him, and then looked at the many base staff in the hall who had similar expressions as the former.

In the impression of normal people, such secret and dangerous underground bases should be full of seriousness and vigilance, with everyone doing their own job, operating like a cold machine without any emotion and without any deviation.

Only in this way can confidentiality and security requirements be met.

But this place is different, as lively as a casino in Las Vegas.

Robb knows the reason.

Hall mentioned it a few times before, and from the story of Chris who was just controlled, Robb knew that everything at the moment was not a special case, but a common occurrence in all bases that imprison supernatural beings.

Imprisoning supernatural beings is not a good job.

Even with all kinds of security guarantees, it is like sitting on a nuclear bomb, and it may explode suddenly one day.

Under this pressure, coupled with confidentiality measures, base personnel have few opportunities to go out.

Over time, the mood of base personnel is inevitably depressed, resulting in various negative effects, and even several times almost causing disasters.

I don’t know which smart person came up with a game to relieve stress.

Since the Redemption Society sends a batch of sacrifices every once in a while to meet the blood and food needs of the imprisoned spirits, so that they can settle down and enjoy prison life obediently.

Let's add some bonuses to it.

For example, don't send the sacrifices to the mouths of the spirits anymore, but let them escape, let the spirits chase them, and the people in the base enjoy watching the show on the side.

In this way, it can not only relieve the pressure on the base personnel, but also let the spirits enjoy the pleasure of hunting, so that they can be more obedient.

As for the problem of the spirits escaping, as long as the restrictions on those powerful spirits are not released, the power of the base can easily control the ordinary spirits, and there is no need to worry about accidents.

This is completely killing two birds with one stone.

The Redemption Society agreed to this measure.

The effect is indeed remarkable.

For the staff of the detention base, every arrival of sacrifices is not only a feast for the spirits, but also their happy time.

After all, hunting, an activity that has appeared since the birth of mankind, is deeply engraved in the genes of mankind.

Even in modern times, there are rumors from time to time that the rich and powerful will capture a group of poor people, confine them to a place, and hunt them.

Although the base personnel did not personally participate in it, for them, the so-called supernatural beings are the hunting dogs they raise. It is also fun to let the hunting dogs chase the prey.

Therefore, as time goes by, the supernatural beings imprisoned in the baseThe hunting activities in the ground not only did not stop, but developed more and more comprehensively.

From the rough plan of throwing the sacrifices in one place and letting the spirits hunt them, to giving the sacrifices weapons and watching them fight with the spirits, to making scripts by themselves and filming a horror reality show, etc.

The nature of the activities has also gradually developed from the original relaxation purpose without any other purpose to a big carnival with gambling.

Just like what Chris showed just now, the staff who are treated very well here and have a lot of spare money are very happy to participate in the gambling.

Bet on the order of death of each sacrifice.

But they are not the main body of the gambling.

In today's hunting activities gambling, the real big heads have become the top leaders of the Redemption Society and even the big crocodiles from the outside world.

No matter how exciting the bloody killings are, how can they compare with the fight between the spirits and humans.

Under this huge network of power.

The sacrifices of death row prisoners at the beginning are becoming less and less.

The hunting activities still did not stop, but gradually expanded the scope of the target, and even began to carefully select the target.

Of course, they would cover this up with a fig leaf.

For example, sacrifice one person to save ten thousand people.

Before Robb arrived, a hunting activity had just been carried out.

That's why he smelled blood when he came to the lake.

And the lively scene of the people in the base in front of him.

Just like Christmas Eve and Halloween, every day is a time for them to relax and revel all day.

This also means another reality.

That is, the alert in the base was undoubtedly reduced to the lowest on this day.

Robb looked at the people in front of him, and then looked at the pictures of the ghosts eating corpses on many screens, and his mouth curled slightly.

He felt that he came at the right time.

Just right, give these guys another big gift.