[Because of the closeness of the excellent bloodline, Naka's favorability is increased to 20%]

[Naka has been weaving a huge web deep under the mountains of the Dream Realm, and it is said that after this web is weaved, it can communicate all parts of the Dream Realm and multiple worlds, and now she has given you one of the entrances. 】

[Naka's Guide Spider Silk]: After using it in front of the mirror, you can open the door to the Dream Severn River Valley, remember to close the door casually, otherwise you have to be careful of other creatures coming uninvited, although this door is not enough to support the powerful Old Dominator to pass through, but the creatures of the Dream Land are not easy to get along with.

Fang Juexia couldn't help but hold his breath, carefully studying a spider silk that appeared in his hand, it didn't look much different from ordinary spider silk, just a little thicker, flowing with a charming light under the light, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tear it off.

But most importantly, the place where this deadly spider silk leads is the troubled valley of the Severn River, which is inhabited not only by the famous Triumvirate, but also by lesser-known old rulers such as Baiatis and the Green God.

It seems that this thing should be used with caution, in case it will be troublesome to fall directly into the lair of some of the old rulers after opening it, and he doesn't think that these unfriendly fellows will sit down and listen to his conversation.

Fang Juexia cautiously took the things back into the Book of Necronomicony, it seems that in the future, he will bring a large mirror with him, and if he encounters trouble that cannot be solved, he will directly hang the spider silk on the mirror, and then whoever he loves, everyone will be finished together.

But when it comes to trouble, there is a super problem that has to be solved now, and Hell's Kitchen has been providing nearly 20,000 negative emotions every day for a while, but this number has been slowly decreasing, and now it has dropped to about 10,000, directly halved.

So he's going to hurry back to Hell's Kitchen to see what's going on, he's been working outside since he took this place, and he doesn't have time to take care of it, it's a sheepfold that can continue to produce, and he can't do it without taking care of it.

He casually sent Stark a text message asking for leave, and then, regardless of his opinion, he took Zemo and went straight away under the shelter of the shadows.

The rectangular area of 59th to 34th Streets on Manhattan Island, which belongs to Hell's Kitchen, is empty as if it had been cut by a knife, and there are many satellites and robots staring at it.

Because now that the alien weapon factory has also been relocated inside, Tumus and the others often need to go in and out to do business, so Fang Juexia asked Tumus to find someone to make a virus, and then used the permission to enter and leave the Avengers base at will, and hacked the monitor on one of the routes, and the pictures displayed on it were all fake.

So you can just step on the small wooden boat and swagger into Hell's Kitchen, which was a fishy ocean-style garbage dump if it was a garbage dump before.

The high-rise bungalows seem to have been eroded over hundreds of years, the glass windows are broken, the exposed steel buildings are covered in rust and shells, and the streets are full of dead sea creatures, even with the stench of decay.

Wandering along the road were no longer humans, but divers with abominable fish heads, some of which still had human features, but many of them were still struggling to survive, but they had just taken refuge in dark corners.

Therefore, after Fang Juexia entered, he still put on a mask to cover his mouth and nose and walked quickly into the police station, the deep diver can adapt to this smell, but he can't.

But the police station wasn't much better, and the detective-turned-divers still had some of the same habits, even when they didn't have a job, they would sit at their desks, staring blankly ahead, and occasionally a crab or two would crawl under the weeded tables, and the room smelled fishy.

"Sir." Their eyes regained a little brightness when they saw their master come in, and they collectively stood up to say hello.

"Damn it!" Fang Juexia picked up the cane and slammed it hard, and shouted, "Before I come out of the office, clean up this place!" Either way! Dispel your disgusting body odor for me, too! ”

The whole office was suddenly in chaos, and Agent Brett, who had become the person in charge, also heard the voice coming out of it, and the two scarlet cheeks fluttered, and said with a flattering smile: "Welcome, sir." ”

"Bright, I wonder why there has been a drastic decrease in negativity lately? Are you already mingling with those humans? ”

"It may be that the number of humans has decreased a lot recently." Brett hurriedly explained, "There used to be about 100,000 humans left in this Hell's Kitchen, but now there are less than 50,000 left. ”

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

"Why?" Fang Juexia frowned, he had issued an order to the deep divers before, not to hunt humans at will unless there was hostility, he believed that the deep divers would not disobey their orders.

"Most of them have already thrown themselves into the arms of Dagon and have chosen to become glorious deep divers." Brytt took out a notebook, looked through the data on it and said: "The reason why more human beings have died recently is because of the food problem, the food stored in Hell's Kitchen has been exhausted, and those humans are now basically feeding on the sea creatures that run to the streets, but this cannot meet the consumption of tens of thousands of humans." ”

Fang Juexia slapped his forehead hard, the summoned thing that had been summoned all the time didn't need to be fed, so much so that he forgot about it.

Hell's Kitchen has no source of food, it is basically transported from the outside world, and after being cut off from the real world, the food is eaten every day and one day is less, no wonder it can't stand it.

"Why didn't you notify me?"

"Ordinary human communication tools can't get in touch with the outside world, and the sense is too far away." Bright wanted to observe his face, but all he saw was the starlight on the mask, so he lowered his head and said cautiously, "Isn't Sir in need of negativity and corpses?" ”

"Humans continue to have a lot of negative emotions in the process of starvation, and the corpses of death are hoarded for other purposes according to your request."

Standard sustainability is a good thing.

Fang Juexia sighed helplessly, the way these guys think after becoming deep divers is very different from normal humans, it seems that they still can't be completely left to take care of them, otherwise sooner or later Hell's Kitchen will become an empty city.

If you still want to build this place yourself and turn it into a sheepfold that can produce a steady stream of negative emotions, then the most critical point is how to feed the sheep well.