Catastrophe Containment Facility

ps: This is Chapter two hundred and eighty-seven, "Sanity Value"

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"Both of your behaviors are problematic, and the one in red has even more issues. However, the task is to identify the anomaly. He should only be a human contaminated by mental pollution, not an anomaly."

"As for you, although you resemble a human, your every move has subtle discrepancies, so I stepped on your foot as an experiment."

"The force I used in stepping would indeed make an ordinary person cry out, but you thought for a moment before showing pain. This confirms you are not a normal human, so I threw hot coffee on you, and you revealed your true form."

The man, unwilling to accept defeat, asked, "What if you had guessed wrong?"

Wen Wen chuckled, "A stepped-on toe and splashed coffee won’t kill anyone. If I was wrong, then I was wrong."

Following that, he directly fired his gun. The insect-like creature fell into a pool of blood, its blood a dark bluish-black, resembling fountain pen ink.

After the creature died, the man in red crawled to its side, began using its blood to draw and write on the ground, and his body grew increasingly aberrant. The entire room turned sinister and odd, a place where anyone with a frail mind might go mad at any moment.

Wen Wen tried interacting, but he couldn’t interfere with the man in red, so the current scene seemed like some sort of transitional animation.