The last words the man in black robe said sounded like his last words, which gave Wen Wen a bad feeling.

He wanted to ask, but the other party didn't give him the chance.

The stairs were about to stop, Wen Wen shook his head, temporarily clearing away the complicated thoughts.

You can think about the man in black robe later. The most important thing now is to see what surprises the disaster zone will give him.

When the stairs stopped, Wen Wen found himself standing in a dark space. A pair of slightly bright green eyes suddenly appeared, looking at Wen Wen curiously.

Wen Wen was startled by those eyes, and subconsciously snapped his fingers, and a bright light emerged from his fingers.

"Wow!"

The owner of the eyes suddenly let out a scream, covered his eyes and turned around in circles several times.

Through the light between his fingers, Wen Wen could clearly see the man's appearance.

He was a somewhat thin young man in a black robe. He had slightly curly black hair that just touched his shoulders. He looked like he hadn't cut his hair for a long time, but he didn't look sloppy. Instead, he felt refreshed inexplicably.

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Probably because he looks handsome...

The clothes he wore were basically the opposite of the leader, and there was a skewed black halo behind him.

After calming down for a while, the young man looked at Wen Wen with slightly yellow eyes.

"Sorry, I haven't seen the light of day for more than a thousand years, so I'm a little excited. Are you the new owner of the asylum?"

Wen Wen nodded. The center guardian on the fourth floor was a little different from what he imagined. Wen Wen was still a little confused about this guy's temperament.

"Well... that's right."

"My name is Mo Gong, and my nickname is The Sin of Gods and Demons. All my friends in the world call me that."

A nickname?

Friends in the world?

What the hell is this guy?

Before coming to the disaster area, Wen Wen had always guessed about Mo Gong's appearance. He thought he was either domineering or showing demonic flames, but he didn't expect that he looked so cynical.

Is such a thin-looking young man really the person that the leader has always been afraid of?

Moreover, he was much more frank than the previous three central administrators, and he directly revealed his name and title.

Mo Gong circled Wen Wen, looking a little excited: "You smell like Bai Du. If that brat appears again, just tell me and I will tear him apart for you."

Wen Wen was stunned, Mo Gong could actually detect the smell of Baidu directly from him.

He subconsciously checked Mo Gong's strength, and the result was... catastrophic level!

Mo Gong turned out to be a catastrophic powerhouse!

The previous central administrators were once catastrophe-level powerhouses, but they all fell into disgrace due to an incident.

But Mo Gong actually still maintains catastrophic-level strength. Either he didn't contribute to the shelter in the first place, or he still maintained catastrophic-level strength after he contributed!

Could it be that he turned out to be a spiritual god?

Wen Wen was silent for a while and asked Mo Gong the question he was most concerned about: "What is the relationship between you and Bai Du?"

Mo Gong rubbed his hair: "It's complicated to say that our relationship is actually quite complicated. My life form is different from that of humans. I have the power of gods and demons since I was born. As my power gets stronger and stronger, the two forces compete with each other...

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"To put it simply... I had a schizophrenia. I cut the split spirit in half and made the quarrelsome part into a clone and exiled it."

"Fortunately, he only took away part of my divinity and negligible divine power, so it's not a big threat."

After listening to Mo Gong's words, Wen Wen knew that the relationship between Mo Gong and Bai Du was very similar to what he had guessed before. They could be regarded as one body or two different individuals.

In addition, when Wen Wen wants to make a clone in the future, he can ask Mo Gong about his experience.

After chatting for a while and understanding some situations, Mo Gong took Wen Wen for a walk around the disaster area.

There are not many cells in the disaster area, only a hundred, but each cell is very large, each one is at least the size of a football field.

According to Mo Gong, although there are a hundred cells, only ten can be activated at the same time.

The reason why 90 more cells are prepared is because catastrophic-level powerhouses come in all shapes and sizes, and a single cell cannot guarantee that every catastrophic-level powerhouse can be trapped.

For example, if the Cataclysm level is too large, you need to use a cell that has been expanded in space. If the Cataclysm level is good at attacking, you need to strengthen the strength of the cell.

Once prisoners are imprisoned in the cells in the disaster area, they cannot be opened at will as before, nor can prisoners be used as tools like the lower floors. The function here is very simple, that is, to contain threats.

There were no new tricks, and Wen Wen didn't seem interested until Mo Gong led him to a metal door.

The decoration style of this door looks more luxurious than the doors in other places, which makes Wen Wen slightly confused: "This is?"

"This is the private space of the owner of the shelter. It contains a living room, office, conference room and practice room..."

Wen Wen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he opened the door and walked in. Mo Gong stood at the door and did not go in with Wen Wen.

"Only you and those with your permission can enter here. At the same time, you can monitor the movements of every corner of the shelter in the office. You watch first while I go to do my job."

After the explanation, Mo Gong turned around and left.

Wen Wen looked at Mo Gong's back and rubbed his hair.

Mo Gong is considered to have the best attitude among all the central administrators, but Wen Wen always feels that he is different from other central administrators, as if there is an inexplicable gap between him and the asylum.

Then Wenwen wandered around in his private space with his eyes shining.

According to Wen Wen's speculation, the former owner of the shelter may be a 'celestial god', no matter how bad he is, he is also a very powerful spiritual god, so there may be some good things in his private space.

But what disappoints Wen Wen is that except for a bunch of antique daily necessities, there are no super props or magical secrets.

However, being able to have his own exclusive territory in the shelter already makes Wen Wen very satisfied.

The owner of the asylum can only live in a modified cell, which is too shabby.

On the same day, Wen Wen moved all the things he had stored in those cells to the fourth floor of the shelter, and replaced all the antique beds, tables, chairs, etc.

These furniture were made by top craftsmen thousands of years ago. They are exactly the same as those in the palace at that time. They can be sold for a lot of money.

As for why Wen Wen doesn’t stay and use it for himself...

Can a wooden chair that is entirely carved with patterns be as comfortable as his salted fish rocking chair?

What surprises Wen Wen the most is the training room here, which allows Wen Wen to exert his strength to his heart's content without having to worry about damaging anything with excessive force...
Chapter completed!