Wasteland Hideout: Upgrading from the Sewers

Chapter 191: Hidden Information, [Silver]-Tier Creature

Yu Yuan returned to the shelter. It was already 2:30 in the middle of the night.

He placed the supplies collected tonight into the warehouse, while simultaneously taking out and arranging the various goods gathered from Taotao Hole.

Given that his purchase prices were slightly above market rate, the trading results over the past few hours were quite good. He had managed to acquire a variety of construction materials.

The steel quota had been exceeded and completed. The cement was still a bit short, but it was expected to be sufficient by tomorrow.

The Containment Room next to the Treadmill Generator Room had also been constructed and automatically connected to the shelter's power grid.

As Yu Yuan approached, the metal door, over 80mm thick, automatically slid open to both sides. Inside were five metal cages measuring 2 meters by 2 meters.

He opened the Virtual Light Screen and called up the relevant data for the Containment Room.

The walls, floor/ceiling, and door had all been reinforced and thickened.

Each metal cage was constructed from steel reinforcement bars with a diameter no less than 40mm and was connected to the shelter's power grid. During containment, high-voltage electric protection would be activated.

Looking at the somewhat rudimentary containment room, Yu Yuan understood in his heart.This room could at most detain humans or Spiritual Creatures with relatively weak physical strength. There was no need to even consider containing those large, tall creatures.

Forget containment, even stuffing them inside would be a struggle.

However, a containment room of this level already met Yu Yuan's requirements.

Immediately after, Yu Yuan went to the third floor—the core living area—and walked up to the Workbench.

He opened the crafting list and began crafting the High-Voltage Electric Cage, setting the quantity to 6.

After finishing this, Yu Yuan quickly washed up, ate something, then returned to the Rest Area and fell into a deep sleep.

Johnck Zoo.

A bloody sacrificial ritual had just been completed.

There were only three people in the room, or more accurately, three living people.

The Saint, Miller, and Zoe (Mona).

Miller slowly withdrew the needle from the sacrifice's skull. Looking at the faintly glowing liquid inside the syringe, his expression was somewhat complex.

"Saint, it's correct! It is indeed Spirituality Concentrate. It seems this really is the ritual circle of the Orthodox Church."

The Saint was still wearing that loose robe, his chest exposed, with a faint glimpse of a golden nipple chain.

What he held in his hand was still that half-sheet of ritual Blueprints he had been studying.

Only now, his expression was somewhat subtle.

"So that's how Moga died! Interesting, truly fascinating!"

He abruptly put away the blueprint in his hand and took the syringe Miller handed over, gazing at the crystal-clear, fluorescent liquid inside.

"That guy's ambition was really no small thing!"

"Saint, you don't mean to say..." Miller's face changed color. Looking at the blueprint in the Saint's hand, he thought of a possibility.

"Hmph! Exactly what you're thinking."

"This guy Moga somehow got his hands on this half-sheet of blueprint. He obviously discovered something. He tried to combine the ritual on the blueprint with our cult's ritual, and he actually succeeded! But also failed!"

A smile of admiration curled at the corner of the Saint's mouth.

"I have to say, that guy Moga was truly a genius. To dare perform a ritual operation directly without any reference or experimentation, he was really bold."

"But his talent is indeed astonishing..."

Miller, however, already looked horrified.

"Succeeded? How is that possible? He... he's clearly dead! Isn't that the result of a failed ritual?"

"Could it be... that Concealed Rat?"

Listening to their conversation, Mona felt a stir in her heart.

"Orthodox Church... cult..."

The Saint, however, gave a slight nod.

"Yes! It's that rat. Judging whether a ritual is successful or not has never been about whether the ritual's conductor lives or dies, but whether the ritual achieves its intended effect."

"Undoubtedly, judging from the current state of that Concealed Rat, this ritual was an unprecedented success. It created a great masterpiece that is cunning, capable of thought, learning, and growth. This is perhaps also the key reason it was able to enter the Metamorphosis Period."

"Although it's unclear why Moga died, that's not important. What matters is that the rat proved Moga's direction was correct. It's just the details that we need to adjust..."

At this point, the Saint licked his lips, his eyes revealing an eager, itching-to-try look. He suddenly turned his head to look at Miller, his gaze burning.

"Miller, perhaps we can personally create a creature with Silver-grade potential. That would be a legendary creature!"

"The world of spirituality... there is truly so much for us to explore and pursue..."

Gulp...

Looking at the light in the Saint's eyes, Miller's originally somewhat shaken mind instantly stabilized. A trace of madness and longing appeared on his face.

"Saint, Miller is ready at any time!"

After the Saint left, only Miller and Mona remained in the room.

"Zoe, you did very well this time. We never expected there would still be traces of the Orthodox Church in Green Forest City, let alone that Saint Moga's death was also related to them. But it also showed us a direction for further progress."

Miller's gaze was full of admiration. He was grateful he had gone to great lengths to find Zoe back then and took her on as a student.

He had previously regarded Zoe as his most perfect work. Now, she had brought him and the Saint such a huge surprise.

How could he not be satisfied!

Seeing the look in her teacher's eyes, Mona finally asked the question that had been puzzling her since earlier.

"Teacher, what exactly were you and the Saint talking about just now? What are the Orthodox Church, the cult, and Silver-grade creatures?"

Hearing Zoe's barrage of questions, Miller chuckled lightly, then sighed.

"Originally, you weren't qualified to access these secrets. Even the other preachers have very limited knowledge. But your discovery this time has been of great help to me and the Saint, so I'll make an exception and tell you!"

Miller turned to look at the ritual circle behind him.

"The Saint and I both come from an organization known as the cult. How the organization was founded, how many years it has existed, we don't know. We only know our members are widely distributed, having established various organizations. The Aurora Animal Assistance Association is one of them."

"What we research is only one thing: spirituality. What exactly spirituality is, we still don't have a clear definition. Some speculate it comes from a higher-dimensional source of power, some say it's a gift from the gods, others say it's the source of the disaster. None of this is known for sure."

"Currently, the sustainable and effective way to obtain spirituality is to perform sacrificial rituals. These rituals are also part of the legacy passed down within our cult. It is precisely by relying on these rituals that we have gradually developed to where we are now..."

Miller recounted the situation regarding the cult to Mona.

After a long while...

"As for the Orthodox Church, they are a religion that suddenly appeared. My understanding of them isn't deep either. This is the first time I've seen a sacrificial ritual of the Orthodox Church. They are too secretive..."

"As for Silver-grade creatures..."

That look of longing appeared again in Miller's eyes.

"They no longer belong to the category of ordinary creatures. They are already... inconceivable existences..."