Mr. Gou frowned and did not answer when he said Mo Qiong.

Kun and the Blue and White Society have fought side by side for so many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a non-human community member in terms of emotions.

However, even though Kun and Lanbai Society have a good relationship, its unlimited growth itself means that one day the ocean will not be able to withstand it.

Think about it, it is now 6,500 meters long, and how many meters is the deepest Feilubin sea area in the world? It is only 4,000 meters.

Most of the sea areas are only two or three thousand meters deep. As long as the giant Kun raises its upper body, it will immediately lift it from the deep sea and insert its head into the sky.

That's how Zhang He's friend witnessed it.

The only places where it can be freely moved now may be the abyss like the Mariana Trench.

However, it continues to grow, sooner or later it will grow to the point where the Blue and White Society cannot tolerate it.

When the sea cannot hide it, but it is bigger than a country. When it swings at will, it will trigger a huge tsunami, do you still need to keep it?

Even if there is a way to hide it, such as in Xuzhou, can it be afforded? Such a huge creature will consume no less than gluttons every year, or even more.

Obviously, there are many members in the Blue and White Society who do not want to face this problem.

Mo Qiong also changed the topic very consciously: "Because 036 will create pets with absolute characteristics, the blood donation and shelter method of D-level personnel was immediately stopped, right?"

Mr. Gou said: "Of course, with Kun's past lessons, we cannot allow D-class personnel to get a close and abnormal partner. So after that senior raised Kun, he immediately stopped donating blood to the D-class personnel, and instead asked members or a few peripheral personnel to donate blood to maintain the containment measures."

Mo Qiong nodded. It is naturally not good for D-level personnel to have super pets with a good impression of them, but it is even worse for the yard to randomly generate autonomous animals.

"This is an old shelter after all. With the precedent of that senior, the club still allows members to have their own pets. However, several special personnel are responsible for donating blood, while other members have to have it if they want to have it, and do not want to have it or force it. I have said that this is not a benefit. For most members, this is just an 'voluntary blood donation' thing." Mr. Gou said.

Mo Qiongming, the meaning of the Blue and White Society is very simple. There is a fixed group of people donating blood, such as the experts stationed there.

The club neither encourages all members to have their own pets nor oppose them. If any member is fascinated by the former senior, he can try his luck.

Take the initiative to give blood and the yard can spend another day in a safe manner.

"The probability of abnormal pets appearing is too low. So far, there are only fifteen abnormal pets. Except for Kun's development that is at risk of gamma-level danger, the other fourteen are very average. By the way, remember the man in suit I saw before? His name is Bilson, and he is a gamma-level member like me. The silver ring snake wrapped around his neck has an absolute poison." Mr. Gou said.

"Oh!" Mo Qiong certainly remembered that he thought the man was wearing a suit and tie and had a snake wrapped around his neck, which looked very inconsistent.

Coupled with that snake, it is one of the five abnormal pets, with absolute characteristics.

"Poison? Do you mean that there is absolutely no toxin, and you will definitely be poisoned to death?" Mo Qiong said.

"Yes, this poison has no solution. It is in the true and absolute sense. It takes only 0.1 mg of venom to kill every cell in the body within three hours. So far, no way has been found to make the poisoned person survive. Even if Kun is bitten by the snake, he will definitely die." Mr. Gou said.

Mo Qiong grinned, "It actually takes three hours?"

"It took so long for the silver ring snake venom to kill people. Its absolute characteristics make it impossible to solve, but it did not change the chemical composition of snake venom." said Mr. Gou.

Mo Qiong sighed: "In the past eighty years, there are only fifteen abnormal pets. This probability is too low, right?"

"The blood donor itself has absolute characteristics and the probability is much higher, but it still has a great luck component. You have the effect of alien blood and deep diving, so you can try your luck. Note that it is meaningless to repeatedly brush. Not to mention that too much brushing in one day will have unpredictable consequences. The data alone shows that no abnormal pets appear for the first time, and they will not appear in the future." Mr. Gou said.

Mo Qiong nodded and suddenly asked, "Mr. Gou, what is your pet?"

Mr. Gou's face froze and looked at the sky and said, "I don't have any pets."

"Oh?" Mo Qiong smiled and said, "You are too good at lying, are you really not a pet?"

"No!" Mr. Gou had a dark face and bit to death.

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Mo Qiong had no choice.

"What? You don't donate blood by yourself, but you asked me to donate blood. Since this is not a benefit, you should have explained it to me a long time ago. Why did you wait until you can tell me? Let me choose?" Mo Qiong said suddenly.

Mr. Gou curled his lips and said, "Stop the way, look at the individual."

"Well……"

It doesn’t matter whether he has a pet or not. It’s just that because Mr. Gou wants to come to Canada to see someone, he comes directly under the name of bringing newcomers to donate blood.

As for whether Mo Qiong wants a pet, that's his business. Anyway, Gou can do his own thing.

The members who are hosting on the front line do not have formal holidays, but in fact, as long as there is no mandatory mission, it is equivalent to daily holidays.

A long-distance trip like this requires a mission that goes along the way. An old man like Mr. Gou is naturally very skilled. He wants to go to Canada, so he directly followed him and said that Mo Qiong wanted a pet and arrived immediately.

"I haven't been home for several years, and I want to go home and see it." Mo Qiong took the opportunity to say.

"A small matter, you are a newcomer. I just partnered with you. The boss will not send us any additional tasks. Unless there is a sudden shelter incident nearby, we can get some escort tasks or investigation tasks by ourselves. You are a Taishan person, right? We will go in a few days." Mr. Gou said.

"Are there many shelter incidents?" Mo Qiong asked.

"It's not too much, it's not too little, it's not too little, sometimes it's more than ten a year, and sometimes it's not a few a year. Moreover, the earth is so big, it's not our turn to take care of it. It's good to be able to accommodate one or two a year. Most of the time, we do some long-term tasks," said Mr. Gou.

"Long-term mission?" Mo Qiong asked.

Mr. Gou smiled and said, "You have participated in the shelter on Mengdao, right? Retrieving β-509 is a long-term task, because you have no idea so far. The boss now suspects that it has been hosted by a church or illegal organization."

Mo Qiong blinked, and he remembered that β-509 was the electric fan head that he slapped the Ten-body Galaxy with a slap.

"There is also a trash can search, which is also a long-term task. You have also come into contact with it on Mengdao, just the trash cans that hold meat." Mr. Gou said again.

"What? That trash can is a race?" Mo Qiongling said.

"Of course, otherwise how could every warehouse have one? They are a group container living on the earth. Through ultrasonic communication, they have various trash cans on the outside, and the ingredients are no different from normal trash cans. They can make almost all substances entering the trash cans easy to degrade, but the conversion process of overly powerful items will be very slow. In short, this behavior that makes the substance easy to degrade is eating for them." Mr. Gou said.

"They still have their own consciousness?" Mo Qiong said.

"A very simple racial containment is distributed all over the world. So far, it has accommodated more than 50,000 people, and very few wild ones. Because they cannot move themselves, they are equivalent to parasitizing species that live in human society, and have a particularly large appetite. They have to 'eat' ten tons of garbage every year. Eating is purely due to humans throwing garbage to them. If ten tons of garbage have not entered their bodies every year, they will 'starve to death'. If they are abandoned and not used, they will definitely die." said Mr. Gou.

"Hungry... to death?" Mo Qiong was shocked.

"Yes, the number of wild trash cans is decreasing sharply. Every year, a large number of trash cans are 'starved', which means they become normal trash cans." said Mr. Gou.

Mo Qiong was dumbfounded. This was actually a shelter that he would get rid of his abnormality.

"This is a confinement that is on the verge of extinction?" Mo Qiong was stunned.

Mr. Gou said: "Not every containment cannot be destroyed. They are just one weird and absolute characteristic after another. They are all strange and everything is possible. So far, the Blue and White Club has destroyed no less containment than the ones. The containment is all containment that cannot or has not been destroyed for various reasons."

"You don't force this kind of task. If you catch up, be careful. If you don't encounter it, forget it. Don't look for it deliberately."
Chapter completed!