"I'll give you one more chance...... David, don't challenge the limits of endurance in the nightmares of all beings. Nightmare coaxed.

"Well, remember. David said, staring at the painting.

In the end, the nightmare didn't make David as uneasy as it claimed, and it was just talking.

Because of similar situations, which have happened countless times, I know David's nightmare very well and know that David is not someone who will compromise.

It didn't make him crazy when he was young, and he won't be able to do it now.

David had experienced more serious containment breaches than this, and the nightmare had caused a lot of trouble at the time, but it still couldn't kill David.

Now, the nightmare is just a vent of unhappiness.

After seeing that David was really angry, he borrowed the slope to get off the donkey very familiarly, but he still looked unruly and fierce, maintaining the dignity of a demon.

The members looked at David with concerned eyes, but David didn't speak, but indifferently stuffed the nightmare into his mouth with dead fish eyes and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then he shook his head and whispered: It's okay.

David knew Nightmare too well, he knew that Nightmare wouldn't harden with him for too long because of this, and Nightmare knew that he couldn't budge.

The matter of the back in the painting was solved, and a member of the club took Mo Qian to the bottom to replace the members who were feeding the gluttony.

All of them are to search the containment in various places to ensure that all escaped containment is re-contained.

It seems that the old ghost has explained, and some of Moqiao's curiosity about David on the road has been satisfied.

The member said that in the early days, David was still afraid of nightmares, but as he grew up, his fear of nightmares became less and less, and the importance of the containment cause became clearer.

Finally, at the age of fifteen, David was completely prepared to live with the nightmare for the rest of his life, even if he couldn't get close to people, even if he could only hurt each other with the nightmare, until he died, he would never compromise with this one containment for the rest of his life.

Nightmares, who get along day and night, naturally knew David's enlightenment, and since then, Nightmare has compromised, pinning the hope of escape on the fragile life that humans will die sooner or later.

It was also from that year that David officially became an expositionist.

"What exactly is an exposition?" asked Moqiu.

"In the Blue and White Society, when there were no more than twenty expounders, there were only nine. The member said.

"Is it because of the rarity of humanoid containment?" asked Ink Poor.

The member shook his head and said, "No, no, among the explanators, there are only three humanoid containments, and the other six are normal people. Becoming an exacher has nothing to do with whether or not he is a containment. ”

"The so-called explanators themselves are containment procedures for some containment objects, and they will spend their lives suppressing them. They are the most trustworthy and respected containees, and they are the ones whose beliefs in containment are so strong that no one will question them. Each of them is perfectly capable of controlling themselves, or the containment they hold. Their lives do not belong to themselves, but to all mankind. ”

"What they take with them is their lifelong enemy and one of the powers they wield. However, it is not because they have mastered the power of containment that they have become explanators, but it is precisely because of their belief that they have become explanators that they are recognized and trusted by everyone, and they can safely hand over the containment objects to them for safekeeping and use, so that they can use this power to contain more anomalies and become one of the pillars of the containment cause. ”

"The explanator has a heavy responsibility to bear unimaginable costs, even death, and something heavier than death. ”

It is clear that the power of the containment object cannot be used casually, and not everyone can use it.

Even if there are no side effects, the person in control of the containment is a destabilizing factor.

However, explanators are excluded.

Not only are they the elite of the elite, they can control the power of containment, and they are more willing to give anything for containment, enduring all the pain and cost of containment.

Ability and belief are indispensable, and it is even more difficult to be recognized by everyone.

After all, it's not just talking, it's really putting it into practice and sticking to it forever.

"Are there only nine people who have this heavy responsibility?" Mo Qian pondered.

The member smiled: "There are many people who bear heavy responsibilities, but they are not necessarily explanators, but expounders must be the most respectable." ”

"Is David recognized by everyone at such a young age?" Mo Qian thought of what he said before, David became an expounder at the age of fifteen.

The member said: "David is indeed the youngest expounder in history, but he is a special case, because he does not need to sleep, he has nearly twice as much waking time than ordinary people, and he is thinking all the time, much more precocious than other children." ”

"He contained Nightmares at the age of ten, became an exacher at the age of fifteen, and now at the age of twenty-five, he is already a mainstay of the Blue and White Society. ”

Mo Qian thought to himself that this was the case, and he said that when David was so young, why was he able to endure loneliness, withstand pressure, suppress nightmares for a long time, face many dangers and deaths, and have no personality distortion, and have grown up to this day, becoming the elite of the elite.

But he forgot that David didn't have to sleep, he was thinking all the time.

A person who is equivalent to living nearly twice as long as ordinary people is naturally precocious. The mind of a ten-year-old is not already equivalent to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and when he is fifteen or sixteen years old, it is estimated that he is no less than an adult in his twenties.

And now at the age of twenty-five, I have experienced the ups and downs of the Blue and White Society's career, and with the cultivation of the best educational resources, I don't know how high I am compared to my peers in terms of mind and experience.

"Since there are many members who are capable and qualified to shoulder heavy responsibilities, why don't you promote a few more expounders?" Mo Qian asked.

Since the explanator is the mainstay, there are only nine in the entire Blue and White Society, and judging from the reverent tone of the members, it seems to be a very high-status honor or position.

There are many people who also bear heavy responsibilities, so why are there only nine expounders? Why aren't those members who are equally capable and qualified promoted to expounders?

In this regard, the member frowned and glanced at Mo Qian, shook his head and said, "......Promotion? If you ask this, you can only say that you still don't understand what an expounder is. ”

He didn't seem to bother to explain any more and said no more.

Mo Qian realized that he wanted to go wrong, but he didn't know where he wanted to go wrong, wouldn't the more explanators, the better?

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say any more, Mo Qian had to be silent.

Soon he came to the pit of the glutton, and saw the gluttony lying in it obediently, constantly eating the food fed by a member.

"Over to you. The member said.

Mo Qian looked at the buckets of meat, grabbed a large piece of meat and threw it to the glutton's mouth accurately, and said, "Understood, I know what to do." ”

After observing for a while, the member left, and before leaving, he advised: "If you encounter any trouble, you must report it as soon as possible." ”

Mo Qian nodded in response, meticulously performing this simple task.

This is really simple for him, condescending to feed, much simpler and more labor-saving, not to mention that he also has an absolute hit, he doesn't need to aim, and he can be accurately guided at a moment's notice, which is even more labor-saving.

Mo Qian deliberately threw a piece of meat off the rails, and found that as long as it was not too far, gluttons within a meter would bend their necks and eat the meat.

In this regard, Mo Qian tried to set the landing point somewhere behind the gluttony, and saw that the meat was eaten into his stomach, and he also drove the gluttony to retreat two steps and stop at the landing point.

Gluttony indulges in meat, and doesn't care about this push.

"You can really ......," Mo Qian smiled.

His arrows are unstoppable, if the arrow breaks, the debris will also reach the landing point, the debris will be annihilated into particles, and those particles will also reach the landing point, and if even the particles are gone, the power of the arrow will also hit the target.

There is no doubt that when he targets the floor somewhere behind the glutton, even if the meat is eaten by the glutton, its force will maintain its initial speed to get there.

Gluttony is to eat the shot of ink poverty, and the arrow that has been digested in the stomach is so hard that it retreats.

With this hand, even if he is gluttonous and rampant, Mo Qian can throw a piece of meat and press it back!

Unless the gluttonous meat passes through the mouth and is not eaten, it will have to fall once it comes up.

However, in the face of this monster that has caused countless chaos, Mo Qian is still cautious, and it is better to end it safely than anything.

However, Mo Qian fed for half an hour, and the alert blockade still did not end.

"What's going on? Doesn't it mean that after dealing with the gluttony, the rest can be easily solved? Why isn't it over yet?"

Mo Qian looked around, unsure if there would be a strange containment object suddenly killed.

In order not to disturb the others, he thought that although the old ghost was seriously injured, he was still very sober, and he must be recuperating now, so he called through the earlobe contact.

The old ghost was really free, and directly connected to the passage: "What's the matter, Mo is poor? Are your hands sore? Hold on a little longer, there is still the last containment object that has not been found." ”

He thought that Mo Qian was tired, after all, Mo Qian had several life and death crises, and he had injuries on his body, even if his heart was twice strengthened, he would definitely be tired from throwing meat mechanically for half an hour.

"It's okay, I can hold on...... Uh, the last containment object?" Mo Qian's heart suddenly moved.

"Hmm. The old ghost said: "β-509, we have already dealt with the rest, and all of them have been recontained, but it has not been found yet." Not surprisingly...... It should have fled the institute, and everyone is searching for it all over Moe Island, and if it hasn't been found, it can only be declared that containment has been lost, and we'll talk about it later. ”

Mo was silent, but he knew what β-509 was, the fan head that had torn his left pectoral.

"So many people can't find it?, is it a shelter that is very good at hiding?" said Mo Qiao.

"Hide? It can be blurred, invisible, and intangible, so it's likely to go straight through walls and dirt and rock, leaving the institute. It only appears when it attacks, taking on entities. By the way, it will attack any creature with a weapon, and if you don't have a gun or cold weapon on you right now, it won't attack you, so you can rest assured that you can deal with gluttony. The old ghost said.

Mo Qian was stunned, no wonder the fan head attacked him directly, obviously Xiao Feng was closer to the elevator entrance, but he chose to kill him first, it turned out that he was holding the pistol given by Carl at the time.

"Blurred?Instant appearance when attacking?Is its head a broken electric fan?" Mo Qian said.

"Yes, have you met when?" said the old ghost hurriedly.

Mo Qian said honestly: "Not long after the containment breach broke out, I don't know the exact time, at the railing of the staircase on the negative fourth floor, it ripped off my left chest muscle, and I hit it, and then it left and never met it again." ”

After feeling a long pause on the other side, the old ghost said: "I looked for that video, it's not something to beat it away, as long as you still have a weapon, it won't stop." You must have triggered the hidden way of life and made it give up killing you, or you would have died and your heart would have been shattered. ”

"Is there a way to hide...... Did I slap it in the face?" said Mo Qiao.

"It's said that it's a hidden way out, but how do I know? The old ghost said.

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