Besides the four divine envoys, there were over a dozen more, with human auras that were neither fully alive nor fully dead.
The strength of these humans mostly ranged from the Disaster level to Catastrophe level. Only one possessed strength below the Catastrophe level. The aura they carried was extremely similar to that of the great divine envoy, suggesting they were likely puppets of that envoy.
For Wen Wen, who possessed the Enforcer's badge and the Mirror Eye, understanding the situation here was very simple. If he wanted to flatten this refuge camp, he could do so right now.
However, Wen Wen noticed that the people in the camp seemed to be preparing for something, so he decided to observe further.
Twenty minutes later, a bonfire was lit at the center of the refuge camp. People stopped their labor and gathered around the bonfire with smiles.
Marinated meats were roasted around the bonfire, and cooked dishes were laid out on tables for people to enjoy at their leisure.
Singers stood on elevated spots, singing heartily, while dancers twirled around the bonfire.
The entire refuge camp was lively, with everyone gathered to listen to music and watch the dance, relieving their fatigue.
Occasionally, monster roars from afar seemed to add to the festivities of this banquet.
Wen Wen, accompanied by two rabbits, picked a few delicious items and found a place to sit casually.
The food supply for this banquet was extremely abundant, with all sorts of delicacies available. Outside the Green Ridge Plateau, it would have been considered slightly extravagant, let alone within the Dim Domain.
Moreover, Wen Wen overheard an aunt beside him say that such banquets were held every night. Where did this refuge camp get so much food?
This refuge camp must have some connection to the outside world and a channel for food supply.
Wen Wen conducted a simple test and confirmed that the food was not poisoned, so he began to eat and drink without any reservations.
After all, the food was free, and it would be a waste not to eat it.
After eating for a while, Su Nuo walked over and sat beside Wen Wen. A woman was with him.
Upon seeing the woman, Wen Wen's movements faltered slightly. The woman had a clear suture mark on her neck, with the thread tied into a bow at the back.
"Is this your wife?" Wen Wen asked.
"She is my fiancée. After this disaster ends, I will marry her," Su Nuo said, holding Qin Shuhe's hand and smiling at Wen Wen.
From Su Nuo's gaze, Wen Wen knew that Su Nuo was aware of Qin Shuhe's abnormality, but he didn't care.
"If you want to get married, do it quickly, or you might not get the chance," Wen Wen suddenly said out of the blue.
Su Nuo was stunned for a moment, seemingly understanding something.
To him, Wen Wen's words implied that the disaster might not pass, so waiting for it to end before getting married was not ideal.
Therefore, he stood up, pulled Qin Shuhe, and walked to a corner. When they returned, Qin Shuhe had a faint blush on her face, and both had rings on the ring finger of their left hands.
Su Nuo looked at Wen Wen and said with a hint of boastfulness, "Thank you for your reminder. Now she is my wife."
Wen Wen did not reply. Earlier, when he had observed the refuge camp with his Mirror Eye, he had seen Su Nuo secretly caressing the box containing the rings.
So, to repay Su Nuo's initial kind reminder, Wen Wen had pushed Su Nuo a little, because he knew very well that Qin Shuhe would not survive the night.
The two rabbits on Wen Wen's left discussed what was delicious, while Su Nuo and Qin Shuhe were lovey-dovey on his right. Only Wen Wen himself felt out of place, observing the banquet with cold eyes.
No, he was not the only one who hadn't blended into the banquet.
The great divine envoy had not appeared at all.
The inspector divine envoy sat by a window on the second floor of the Gan Zhe Temple, looking sinisterly at the lively banquet, searching for hidden dangers within it.
The mighty divine envoy was in a corner of the camp, holding a live cow in one hand and gripping its mouth with the other, his blood-red maw constantly tearing at the cow.
The sickle divine envoy stood on a rooftop, his hand holding the sickle trembling slightly. He desperately wanted to charge into the crowd and slice everyone into thin planks.
And as the banquet progressed, the atmosphere among the other attendees also became somewhat strange. Although they were still laughing heartily, there was a hint of fear in their eyes, as if something was about to happen.
The bonfire gradually dimmed, and a man in a red robe with a golden crown emerged from the Gan Zhe Temple.
Six beautiful women followed him; they were likely the women who served the divine envoys, as Su Zhe had mentioned.
However, these women, like Qin Shuhe, all had suture marks on their necks, making it unclear whether they should be considered living or dead.
As the man emerged, the noisy banquet immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at the man in the red robe, watching his every move.
They seemed to be anticipating, or perhaps fearing.
The man surveyed everyone attending the banquet, lingering for a moment on a few new faces, especially Wen Wen and the two little rabbit demons, whose presence he observed for the longest.
Those two young girls, though not old, were extremely beautiful. They could be turned into puppets to serve those three crude fellows.
As for the man wearing the comical Giant Panda mask, he could perhaps become a jester in the refuge camp. If he lacked comedic talent, he would be killed, and his mask would be given to someone else willing to be funny.
After mentally planning for all the newcomers, the man addressed the crowd:
"It seems we have a few new companions today. So, allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Lu Qiyou, and I am the King of the Refuge Camp, chosen by the divine envoys!"
"As you can see, in this doomsday, the refuge camp is the only paradise."
"Everything you enjoy here, including the fine wine and food, the beautiful women, song and dance, and even peaceful sleep, is all thanks to the great Crimson Dominator!"
"Therefore, be grateful, pray, for the Crimson Dominator is the only true god!" Su Dan Novel Network
Lu Qiyou paused, his tone becoming slightly sinister.
"However, every gift from the gods comes with a price. These things are not given to you for free. If you wish to live here, you must believe in the Crimson Dominator!"
"And every day, you must choose one person, the one least devout to the Crimson Dominator, or the one who contributes the least to the camp, to repay the Crimson Dominator's grace in sheltering this place!"
Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and clapped in agreement with Lu Qiyou's words.
With Lu Qiyou's explanation, many things became clear.
The so-called repayment should be a blood sacrifice.
Lu Qiyou was momentarily interrupted by the applause, but he did not reprimand Wen Wen.
Whenever he said these words, everyone else had remained silent. Today was the first time someone had explicitly expressed support.
So, he cleared his throat and said to everyone, "Then, allow me to reveal today's selection."
At his words, everyone held their breath. In a moment, Lu Qiyou would announce a name.
And that person... would die!