When Anson came to his senses, he realized that he was no longer in the alley he had been. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huh, where is this?"

Anson got up from the ground and looked around in confusion.

There seemed to be no light source in the surrounding environment, which made Anson hardly see the surrounding scenery, and could only feel that the ground seemed to be very hard and flat under his feet, so after thinking for a while, Anson also took out his smartphone directly from his arms, and tried to see the surrounding scene through the faint light reflected on the monitor.

And just as he turned on his phone, a crisp sound suddenly sounded not far away, and then a soft white light directly illuminated the entire space.

"Hmm......"

Although the light wasn't too harsh, Anson squinted his eyes for a moment to get to a better understanding of what was happening around him.

The thing that emitted a soft white light was nothing else, but a very simple lead-acid battery pack with some transformer-like structure installed on it, and a circular LED light connected to a switch, which was now emitting a soft white glow around.

And with these soft white lights, Anson can also see his surroundings clearly.

It's a very small rectangular space, about the size of a bedroom, and the height of the room is only about two meters.

I don't know if it's hidden, Anson didn't see any structures like windows or doors, and the whole space was only a round plastic bucket except for the bed and desk, which made Anson a little nervous.

He began to try to think about how he got here, but the results were far from ideal, for he could only recall some inexplicable pleasure other than the face of a woman.

"Is it some new type of drug (addiction)?"

Anson began to wonder if he had been kidnapped, and the robbers used some new type of drug to put him down, and then threw himself here, and when he was scared, they ran out and demanded the phone number of their loved ones, and then extorted ransom or something.

But it's completely useless, because I've been orphaned for a long time.

After thinking of his identity, Anson's face became a little darker.

But just when Anson was a little sad, the desk in front of him suddenly made a strange sound.

"Hiss ......"

There was a sound like a fingernail scratching a wooden board, and then a quill on the desk suddenly floated slowly from the ink bottle, and began to write something automatically on a white piece of paper on the desk.

Anson was already frightened by this situation, and his eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the quill with both fear and curiosity.

Soon, the quill seemed to have finished writing, so it automatically floated back into the bottle, and the white paper that was full of words suddenly floated up, and flew slowly in the direction of Anson.

"It's... It's ......"

Anson took a step back in fear, but the young man's curiosity finally prevailed, so he glanced at the contents of the paper with some curiosity.

And after seeing the contents of this paper, his whole body trembled uneasily.

[Hello, Anson, I am a devil and I have been paying attention to you for a long time. 】

Just the first sentence on this piece of paper already made Anson feel a deep sense of fear, especially since these words were still written in maroon ink, which made these words look like they were written in blood, Anson almost immediately wanted to turn around and flee from here, but unfortunately there was no exit around, so he could only continue reading in despair.

[You hate God, curse others, and think that your life is extremely miserable, Anson, all your actions have been watched by me, and this has successfully attracted my attention. 】

Your soul has been imprisoned by me in this house, and from now on I will take your shell and walk in this world in your place, and you can only huddle in this house and wait. 】

[Anson, do you remember yesterday's happiness? I will make a deal with you, if you are willing to tell me some secrets about you, I will let you get the same happiness, it is a kind of exchange, you can not only get happiness, but you can also make some requests to me, such as a television set, or a battery. 】

[Of course, Anson, if you hold on long enough and don't break down, I don't mind giving your body back to you, and finally, I hope you enjoy your stay here.] 】

"Devil!

When he finished reading the entire content of this piece of paper, Anson's whole body was almost broken, only to see him shaking his head frantically while constantly retreating towards the back: "No... No...... I don't want to be locked up here......"

As he spoke, Anson suddenly turned around and began to pound the wall behind him.

However, Anson didn't know that the place he was in was Mo Ren's storage space, so these structures that looked like walls were actually spatial barriers, not to mention that Anson was hammering with his fist at the moment, even if he was given an excavator, he would never be able to escape from it.

"Let me out! Bastard! Let me out!"

Anson's eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and his face was contorted with fear: "Don't lock me up here, I ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the quill floated out of the ink bottle again, and began to write quickly on a piece of paper, which flew straight towards Anson like a knife, narrowly brushed his cheek, and then embedded deep in the bed.

"Uh-uh..."

The hot stinging pain on his face stopped Anson's howl, and an eerie aura began to fill the air, this cold chill was like the gaze of an apex predator, making Anson speechless as if he was choked by a big hand, and he could only stare at his eyes and let out a heavy panting.

After that, after about two or three minutes, the paper slowly flew back off the bed board and floated in front of Anson.

The blood-red font carries a chill to it.

[I don't mind skinning as a punishment for you.] 】

"Poof..."

Anson fell to his knees weakly on the ground, covering his mouth weakly with his two hands, except for trembling with fear, he didn't dare to say a word more.

Probably because of the corresponding obedience, the 'devil' in the dark did not peel off Anson's skin, and the quill calmly wrote another letter, which floated relatively softly to Anson's feet, and Anson himself picked it up with both hands and feet, and read it quickly.

You can use plastic buckets to solve your physiological problems, and food will be given to you as a reward for your excellent performance. 】

"I... Got it......"

Anson nodded tremblingly, not daring to resist in the slightest.

Seeing Anson's gradual submissiveness, the quill began to write on the paper again.

[So, next is question time, where is your home?]

……

Mo Ren walked calmly down the street, just like the other pedestrians on the street.

He had just walked out of a local department store, carrying two plastic bags full of daily necessities and ingredients, and the wallet in his arms contained not only local bank cards and ID documents, but also a thick pile of local banknotes, all of which, combined with his ordinary white appearance, made Mo Ren look nothing wrong.

And all of this should have belonged to Anson.

By manipulating dopamine, Mo Ren successfully erased the will of an ordinary person to resist, successfully loaded the other party into his storage space, and followed the opening of the space to let the telekinesis drill, so as to bluff Anson and make him a tool that constantly provides information for himself.

As for Mo Ren himself, he perfectly replaced the identity of the other party and became a legal resident of Ximeng.

Of course, obtaining a legal identity is only the first step in Moren's plan.

According to the information provided to him by Anson, Mo Ren found his way home very smoothly and calmly returned to a slightly dilapidated house.

This house is a bit like a villa, because there are not many other residences in the vicinity of the whole house, but compared to those expensive villas, it is in a very remote suburb, and it has not been renovated for many years, so both the building itself and the surrounding courtyard look very dilapidated, not so much a villa, but an old-fashioned two-story building that is very common abroad.

However, this is a good thing for Mo Ren.

As a capable person, Mo Ren naturally instinctively rejects those lively environments.

A place that is quiet enough, remote enough, and not many people pay attention to it on a weekday is more suitable for you.

"Click......

As Mo Ren opened the door with the key, a musty smell came straight to his face.

“……”

Mo Ren frowned, but walked into the house anyway.

The telekinesis covered the entire house in an instant, and then Mo Ren also had a certain degree of understanding of this room.

Like Anson himself, the whole house he lived in was filled with a decadent smell, the toilets were full of dirty clothes and trousers, the bedroom and living room were full of glass bottles and cans, the dining table on the first floor was full of unwashed plates, some dry and hard food was stuck to the table with dried soup, dust and cigarette butts were everywhere, some of the peels in the kitchen trash can were moldy, everything was extremely dirty, as Anson said, everything was so bad.

“……”

Feeling all this, Mo Ren couldn't help but shake his head.

In the next second, the invisible telekinesis began to clean up the house, and countless garbage were gathered together at the first time, all of which were packed in garbage bags and thrown at the door.

Detergents, rags, scrapers, steel wool balls, all the cleaning tools are on the battlefield together, frantically scrubbing every corner of this house, the dust is collected into a ball by the telekinesis, the water mixed with the detergent is rushing wildly in the room, the brush and foam brush the mud and oil stains on the floor, the stains on the walls are gently rubbed off by sandpaper, the fork and the knife are rubbed by the steel wool balls, and an efficient cleaning activity begins to proceed rapidly.

Curtains, bedding, and sheets didn't even need to be washed in the washing machine, and the water mixed with laundry detergent engulfed them all, stirring wildly, washing away all the dust and stains.

Similarly, the drying procedure was completely unnecessary, and the moment the telekinesis flicked by, all the moisture was squeezed out of the clothes, and then they were put back where they should be, and it didn't even take more than ten minutes before and after.

After just over an hour, all the rooms were completely new.

"Lisa, come out. ”

After cleaning up the room, Mo Ren also called Lisa out of the ring.

"Mr. Mo, you finally ...... Eh?" Little Lisa jumped out of the exit of the storage space, but when she saw Mo Ren's current appearance, she was slightly stunned, but fortunately, Mo Ren had also turned into someone else's appearance in front of her before, so she was not afraid at the moment, but glanced at Mo Ren with some doubts: "Hmm... It's Mr. Mo, right?"

"Of course. ”

Mo Ren reached out and touched Lisa's head, and then carried the two large plastic bags of things to the kitchen, and began to sort them out very casually.

A large part of the contents of these two plastic bags were prepared by Mo Ren for Lisa, such as some fresh ingredients, some clothes that can be changed, and some daily necessities, such as toothbrushes, towels and other things.

The current Mo Ren is completely different from when he was in S City, so he doesn't need to buy blades or other items to improve his strength now, and in order to allow Xiao Lisa to use his ability as soon as possible, Mo Ren's primary goal at the moment is naturally to take care of her, after all, if Mo Ren wants to create a certain weapon now, there is no doubt that the silver metal secreted by Xiao Lisa is the most suitable material.

"From today onwards, we can take a little break here. ”

Mo Ren put the milk and asparagus in the refrigerator and said to little Lisa, "I went out to buy something a little today, what do you want to eat at night?"