A Word of Advice: Don't Be Too Greedy

What are they saying?

Those spies were all intelligent people. Although they had never heard of some of the words before, they understood most of it by combining the context.

But it was precisely because they understood only part of it that they became even more confused.

These aliens' organization is called the Anomaly Containment Association, and now their organization has been attacked by another unknown force.

Judging from the video footage, there were many casualties, which explains why this person, who looks like a doctor, was so angry.

Feng Fa puzzled: what did it mean that the original number of casualties was in the thousands, but now it was zero?

The people who died from gunfire in the images looked so real, with blood splattering and flesh exploding—a level of realism that Photoshop couldn't achieve.

Moreover, with such a large wound, and even the head being blown off, it seemed impossible for the person to survive.

How could the researchers say the casualties were zero? Surely these aliens don't possess the technology to resurrect the dead?

Are you kidding me?

Feng Fa's brain was momentarily overloaded. He couldn't accept that the aliens' technology was this advanced. If they were like gamers, easily resurrected after death, then who could defeat this undead army?

The other spies shared the same thought; their faces grew paler and paler than the last.

No, let's think about it another way. This is a group of aliens who have mastered advanced technology that he can hardly imagine. Since it's technology, could they have a way to upload human consciousness to a terminal, and then the current body is just a sub-terminal, with the consciousness loaded into the body to control its actions?

After the body dies, the consciousness returns to the terminal, and when the next body is cultivated, the consciousness can be loaded into the body again.

In this way, a kind of resurrection was achieved.

So, as long as the technology for uploading human consciousness is solved—and isn't that a familiar technology?

For example, the legendary virtual games.

Extraterrestrials possess time-travel technology, so this technology would actually be more difficult or easier for them, right?

After figuring it out, Feng Fa felt his fear had lessened considerably.

He subconsciously touched a miniature camera tucked somewhere. He had unexpectedly discovered such a huge secret, and might become a hero in his country, no, in the entire Blue Star.

After listening to the researcher's explanation...

The spies were filled with fear and trepidation, while the new recruits were excited yet filled with admiration and respect.

"Oh~~~"

"The Chairman is so powerful, she even possesses this kind of ability."

"Since they dared to attack us, they should be prepared for our retaliation."

"Does the Chairman have any instructions?"

Knowing that they had suffered no casualties, the new recruits were less angry.

"I urgently summoned you here for two reasons: first, someone attacked an ordinary employee; second, you've been with us for so long, it's time for you to try out the uncanny aspects of the contract."

The researcher gestured for the group of newcomers to follow him.

The spies tried to follow, but were stopped by several armed security personnel. "You stay put and wait."

Feng Fa frowned as he watched the group of chattering newcomers, who were clearly of a more special status than the ordinary employees, enter the Headquarters.

"Are they from the Execution Department?"

"The contract is bizarre, huh? Bizarre? No way!"

Could it be... that this group of people is related to the Contract Anomalist?

[You have publicized the existence of the Anomaly Containment Association, Construction Points +1000!]

Unfortunately, they couldn't go and verify it; the cold-faced security guards around them were armed with guns that were no joke.

Inside the enormous Headquarters of the Anomaly Containment Association.

The number of people was unexpectedly low.

Everyone was in a hurry, or doing their own thing behind closed doors, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

The newlyweds were initially in high spirits, but as they walked along the seemingly endless corridor, surrounded by cold, dark white paint, they found themselves in a state of disarray.

The dehumidification inside is excellent; even without sunlight, the interior remains dry and at a constant temperature, maintaining the most comfortable temperature for the human body.

However, perhaps it was the cold feeling emanating from the paint on the walls that caused a sense of unease to creep up their backs after walking for a while.

"Hiss."

Zhao Hun couldn't help but gasp, "Mr. G, where are we going?"

Mr. G is the researcher in the One white lab coat; it sounds like a code name.

Mr. G led the way, his hands in his large pockets, his slightly brown hair playfully curled.

"The place we're going to is called the Anomaly Containment Facility; it's the place that houses all the bizarre and supernatural things."

"There used to be another route that would have led there quickly, but it's been closed."

"Just consider it exercise. We're all young people, walking a few steps won't hurt, right?"

Since Mr. G has said so, who could possibly disagree?

Apart from Yin Nu's poor health, the others were well-trained and young and strong.

Du Jiashi: "Mr. G, do you know how to make a contract that seems suspicious?"

Mr. G: "I'm not Contract Anomalist, or rather, I don't have that talent, which is a real shame. But I've heard from others that the process of contracting with a supernatural entity depends on the individual's constitution and the type of supernatural entity; everyone's reaction is different."

"There's nothing to refer to in this regard; you'll know once you try it."

We walked for a while.

"Arrive."

The heavy mechanical door slowly opened.

The vertical sign next to it reads "Anomaly Containment Facility".

There was a long row of rooms around, each with a number written on it.

Below the number, there are also corresponding eerie names and levels.

"Generally speaking, the lower the level of the supernatural entity, the easier it is to form a contract with it. Moreover, a low-level supernatural entity does not mean that it is useless. Each supernatural entity has unique abilities, and if used properly, it can produce amazing results."

"Moreover, as long as it devours other strange entities, it can continue to grow and will not be limited to a certain level."

"Alright, newcomers, now go and choose the spooky thing you want."

"By the way, here's a piece of advice: don't be too greedy."

There are many strange things here; at a glance, there are no fewer than two hundred of them.

The newcomers either huddled together chatting or scattered around looking at the numbers.

In the end, they all chose the eerie aspect they desired.

Du Jiashi chose the Vengeful Spirit - Weird Courier.

Xu Rou chose the Malignant Curse - Rakshasa Umbrella.

Zhang Lin chose the Blood Robe - Gun of Karma.

Zhao Hun chose Blood Robe - Nightmare.

The Yin Nu chose the Malignant Curse – the Voodoo Doll.

Yang Yu chose the Green Face - Weird Eye.

After everyone had made their choices, Mr. G, still with his hands in his pockets, said with an increasingly sinister smile, "So, are you ready?"

After they all nodded in confirmation.

Mr. G raised his arm, on which was wearing a very intricately designed watch, and pressed the watch against the door.

The eerie gate that imprisons the prison usually has two levels.

He opened the first floor.