Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 152

In the unknown huge factory, the heavy mechanical roar continued.

Under the work of the crushers, the piles of Halo monitors from all over North America quickly disappeared and turned into scattered parts.

"Gibson, you guys have gone too far this time!"

Standing outside and watching all this, a man in a suit reprimanded the person next to him with an ugly face.

"But it works, doesn't it?" The man named Gibson laughed nonchalantly, "The souls in hell have indeed been hooked out, the supernatural is growing wildly, its power is weakening, and everything is moving in a good direction. Such a good path, I really don't understand why you resist? Rupert, I thought you had the same concept as us."

"No! I'm not as extreme as you." Rupert shook his head repeatedly, "Doing this will only cause greater social unrest and instability. Gibson, I don't want our own homes to be destroyed by fear and despair before we solve the final trouble."

"Starting over again is also a good choice."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Haha! Just kidding." Gibson smiled and waved his hand, "In fact, you overestimate the impact of the halo. Not every family will buy a halo monitor, and not everyone will be harmed by ghosts. Seriously, the number of deaths a year is not as many as those who die from influenza. There is no need to make such a fuss."

"Everything must be under control." Rupert said coldly a creed that he has adhered to for decades.

He looked at Gibson and said with a serious expression: "This is not a supernatural event. The cumulative number is hundreds of thousands or millions. No one knows whether the return of so many ghosts to the world will cause a qualitative change. As the mastermind behind the halo, Gibson, can you and the people behind you guarantee this?"

Gibson was silent for a few seconds and shrugged: "Supernatural things can never be described as controllable. But compared to the ultimate goal, this attempt is nothing. Behind any greatness, there are always countless sacrifices, right?"

Rupert looked at Gibson deeply: "Indeed, this is why the committee did not kill you. But Gibson, it's easy to let others sacrifice. But when it comes to the critical moment, do your people have the courage to sacrifice themselves?"

"Don't worry, when it comes to that time, we will definitely be more determined and courageous than you, a bunch of conservative tinkerers." Gibson replied with a smile.

Rupert snorted coldly: "When the time comes, I hope you can still say such words."

"Regarding everything about Halo, the committee requires you to hand over all the data and information within three days. Don't forget!" Rupert left this sentence at the end, and then he ignored Gibson and turned away.

Looking at Rupert's departing back, Gibson curled his lips coldly and said nothing more.

After a few breaths, a voice sounded from the headset hidden in Gibson's ear: "Do you really want to hand over everything about Halo?"

"When a sleeping person is bitten by a mosquito, he will subconsciously scratch the itchy place with his hands. Hand it over, the role of Halo will only become smaller and smaller in the future." Gibson replied lightly,

"Anyway, our real goal has been achieved."

......

New Orleans, Robb's Paranormal Agency.

As expected before, after losing the large group of Halo employers, the agency's business took a sharp turn for the worse, and it became much quieter.

This made Penelope, who was used to being busy, a little uncomfortable for a while.

Robb quickly adjusted his mindset, after all, this was the norm in the firm.

In order to help Penelope adapt to the new changes, he, who cared about his subordinates very much, pulled her into the office, closed the door, and gave her a few lessons on self-cultivation as a female secretary.

It was obvious that Penelope was no longer so confused. Under Robb's words and deeds, she had a deeper understanding of the profession of secretary.

Just like now, after smoothing out the boss's frown due to career problems, Penelope skillfully pulled down her folded hip skirt, and continued to return to the front desk with a serious attitude to make use of her remaining energy.

In the office, Robb, who was comfortable, was not idle. He summoned the Book of Shelter to check his achievements during this period.

Before returning to New Orleans, the evil spirits with Leatherface and five money-giving boys were recorded, and the number of the Book of Shelter came to [022].

After returning, because of the Halo, a supernatural event that happens once in a hundred years, Robb, who was in the middle of it and gained a lot, directly numbered the Book of Containment to [046].

Excluding the insertion in the middleJack in the Box, this means that Robb has dealt with 25 supernatural events in just a week or so, which directly exceeded the total of his hard work in the previous few months.

Great harvest!

Absolutely great harvest!

The task indicators were completed until next year, which made Robb feel much more relaxed.

The only regret is that after the ghosts attracted by the halo are contained, only 10 to 20 points of income are earned.

But when I think about the mowing process when facing these supernaturals, I only need to move my eyes and don’t even need to breathe to easily solve them. This income is quite reasonable.

After all, a little bit makes a lot.

Robb looked at the [Containment Point] column.

In addition to the remaining 120 points after the physical strength was upgraded to 5.0, he gained a total of 270 points in the following time.

Added together, it is 390 points.

Now that his ability basically meets his needs, Robb did not hold back and put all 360 points into [Spirituality].

He has never forgotten the embarrassing experience of having to use the voodoo doll to get out of the fight with Zoe after just a while.

[No.: 000]

[Name: Robb]

[Type: Human]

[Physique: 5.0]

[Spirit: 5.9]

[Abilities: Control of fire; Mind control; Apparition; Mind control; Voodoo doll; Regeneration; Health; Extraordinary physique; Clairvoyance; Spirit Well]

[Shelter point: 30]

[Introduction: ...]

Robb looked at the newly added [Spirit: 5.9], [Extraordinary physique] and [Spirit Well].

With these three methods, he will definitely last longer than the last time.

Robb's eyes were full of flames.

It's time to get on the horse and fight again!

Without hesitation, he picked up the car keys and set off immediately.

"Penny, you continue to watch the store, I have something important to go out for!"

Penelope: "Important? I didn't get any business today!"

"Another important thing!"

The car engine roared.

Rober stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the Witch Academy.

(The inspiration for Halo was taken from a unit story about surveillance encounters with ghosts in the second season of American Horror Story Collection. The heroine was the black girl in the witch coven)

(Florida Express: A man caught an alligator with his bare hands after drinking a few bottles of beer. People saw him luring the alligator to bite his arm, and then poured the liquid into the alligator's mouth. Afterwards, the man insisted that he was not drunk when he fed the alligator)