Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 813: Cruel Rules

Chapter 813: Chapter 813: Cruel Rules

Lu Qiyou dragged out his words, saying: "This person here is the dancer Hong Xiaomei!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman dressed in a blue strapless top and skirt turned pale, her legs weakened, and she collapsed to the ground.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

Although being chosen was tragic, it was only important that it wasn’t them.

She looked at Lu Qiyou in despair, not attempting to resist because she knew it was futile. She merely pleaded to Lu Qiyou, saying, "Why me?"

Lu Qiyou said matter-of-factly, "You can’t cook, you only dance...but your dance today was poor; you couldn’t make everyone happy."

"That’s because I helped the men build houses during the day and injured my toe!" Hong Xiaomei cried to Lu Qiyou.

Lu Qiyou shook his head and said, "No one asked you to help during the day, and that little help you offered doesn’t make up for your poor performance today. Undoubtedly, you are the person who contributed the least today."

Hong Xiaomei cast a pleading gaze at the others by the bonfire, but not a single person stood up for her.

In the end, she could only helplessly be seized by two strong men, her mouth gagged with a white cloth to prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide. Then, a small cut was made behind her ear, and she was hung upside down on a large rack.

Beneath the rack was a roughly carved blood-red statue, with blood dripping onto the statue drop by drop.

Wen Wen didn’t rush to save her, but instead, watched the statue while holding his chin.

Hong Xiaomei’s wound was shallow, and at that rate, it would probably take all night for her to die from excessive blood loss, which was certainly a form of torture for her. But even if Wen Wen rescued her a little later, it wouldn’t affect her health.

Blood fell on the statue, causing it to transform at a very slow pace, bit by bit.

"It seems that after absorbing enough human blood, this thing will transform into a real statue."

"But this method must have strict limitations; otherwise, with the cruelty of these monsters, they wouldn’t have the patience to kill only one person a day."

"To use living beings to sanctify this statue, it seems there needs to be a legitimate reason and the approval of others to produce the effect of transforming the statue."

Another man who entered the Gan Zhe Temple Refuge Shelter today stood up in horror, wanting to flee from there.

He definitely didn’t want to be openly executed by these people one day.

But after taking just a few steps, he was pushed back by two men holding manure forks.

Lu Qiyou looked at the man and said coldly, "Everything in the Refuge Shelter is not free. If you want to leave, please repay what you enjoyed here today."

The man’s expression was somewhat helpless. In such a world, surviving was already difficult, and he wondered what he could use to repay Lu Qiyou.

"If you can’t repay, you can’t leave today, and you’ll be tomorrow’s chosen one."

The man trembled in fear and knelt down to beg Lu Qiyou.

"I-I won’t leave, I will stay here to contribute to the Refuge Shelter..."

Lu Qiyou nodded with satisfaction, "Then I’ll let you go this time. I look forward to your future contributions."

The other residents of the Refuge Shelter were no longer surprised by such scenes; anyone who entered the Refuge Shelter and enjoyed its resources shouldn’t expect to leave.

Initially, they resisted significantly, but their power was as insignificant as ants compared to the three Divine Envoys.

Gradually, they found that this life, although always at risk of execution, was indeed countless times safer than living outside in constant fear.

Plus, only one person was executed each day, while more than one resident sought refuge inside the Shelter daily. As the population increased, the likelihood of them being chosen decreased.

So they accepted the Refuge Shelter’s rules because it allowed them to live longer.

Perhaps they would only regret it when the chosen one was themselves.

Seeing the timid and submissive appearance of the Refuge Shelter residents, Lu Qiyou’s smile widened, reaching only slightly lower than the corners of his eyes.

Such a smile made him appear extremely terrifying, no longer like a human, but he didn’t care—after all, no one entering the Refuge Shelter would leave because of his smile.

Their numb faces made him genuinely excited from the heart.

Originally, he preferred to restore people’s spirits to normal, but now he liked turning people into lunatics.

Manipulating human emotions, exploring the dark side of humanity, turning hopeful humans into numb, ignorant puppets was his greatest hobby.

Moreover, with each person he completely changed, his strength would increase a little, so it was a game he would never tire of playing.

As Lu Qiyou indulged himself, Wen Wen nudged Su Nuo with his finger.

"Do you think this is reasonable? She just wanted to contribute more but ended up facing death."

Su Nuo bitterly smiled and shook his head, "What does it matter if it’s unreasonable, to survive here, these are the rules we must follow, as long as it’s not me being chosen."

"What if it was you?"

"If it was me..." Su Nuo swallowed nervously and touched the short knife at his waist.

Wen Wen scornfully said, "See, if it’s your turn, you won’t be willing."

Su Nuo pushed Wen Wen, angrily whispering, "Don’t stand on moral high ground and accuse me. If you’re not satisfied, why don’t you stand out!"

"The Divine Envoys here are stronger than the monsters outside..."

"Fine."

Before Su Nuo could finish, Wen Wen had already stood up, slowly walking toward the rack, causing gasps from the surrounding crowd.

Su Nuo extended his hand, wanting to pull Wen Wen back, but ultimately withdrew it, not wanting to be drawn into this.

Hearing the strange gasps, Lu Qiyou’s smile abruptly ceased, turning his head toward Su Nuo’s direction. Before he saw Wen Wen, his gaze stopped at the two Little Rabbit Demons.

These two girls were giving him the finger, with eyes full of disdain and pity, even a hint of provocation.

The other one was blankly covering her tummy, burping, holding a carrot in her hand, hesitantly unsure whether to bite into it.

"They’re new, yet they don’t seem scared at all, and what’s with those eyes? Are they despising me?"

"No, the gasp wasn’t because of them."

Lu Qiyou immediately turned around and saw the man in the black leather coat leisurely walking beside the rack, then swiftly kicked twice.

Each kick landed on the guards’ crotch, causing them to clutch their lower bodies in agony and roll around on the ground.

Then the man began examining the rack’s structure, seemingly pondering how to untie the ropes most calmly and effortlessly.