Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 115: A Familiar Figure

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: A Familiar Figure

In many horror films, it all begins with the escape of a sealed ghost.

Then, the ghost starts haunting, and the story typically ends with the entire group of protagonists being killed or surviving by sheer luck.

This brings up a question: why can an ignorant protagonist kill a ghost, while a powerful Sealer only seals it, leaving future troubles?

Movies often have their unique explanations, but one thing is clear.

Sealing is much simpler than killing.

For ghosts, who are vulnerable in both offense and defense but are not easily killed, sealing is the best choice.

Therefore, when the Hunters Association encounters a ghost, their first reaction is to seal it.

After all, the effort spent in killing a ghost is entirely disproportionate to the rewards.

To seal a ghost, one only needs to lock down the area and draw a circle of runes outside—it’s solved.

But to kill a ghost...

Without targeted measures, even superpower users of Lin Zheyuan’s caliber would find it difficult to kill them.

Ghosts are simply troubleshooters in the world of monsters, and most Demon Hunters dread the trouble that comes with them.

Wen Wen could, if he chose to, seal the ghosts, but there is no need for that because, for him now, ghosts are the easiest type of monsters to deal with.

Stopping the car, Wen Wen stepped out and looked at the somewhat dilapidated bun shop, feeling a bit sentimental.

"This place screams ’keep out.’ Still, people get tricked into entering; the abilities of this family of ghosts are quite interesting."

In the records, this family of ghosts has the ability to create illusions, even creating Illusionary Realms that are indistinguishably real.

Before this place was sealed, even if ordinary people knew there were issues here, just passing by could still potentially bewitch them with these ghosts’ illusions.

Even when Yan Xiu came here for an exorcism, he was nearly ensnared by their tricks.

If not for the mask on his face startling him awake just as he was about to lose himself, he would have been doomed there.

"Creating Illusionary Realms, huh... This is a useful ability. Right now, Qin Shuang is advancing, and I can use this ghost to fill his vacancy."

The bun shop had long been sealed off, and every entrance was marked with runes that were difficult to detect; with these, the ghosts’ powers could not breach the seals.

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen took out a containment officer’s badge and pinned it on his chest.

The pre-upgrade ability of this badge was to make Wen Wen more rational, perfectly suited for reducing the impact of Illusionary Realms here.

And the upgraded ability was even more useful here, protecting Wen Wen’s mind and reducing the impact of supernatural powers on him.

Containment Officers inevitably deal with various dangerous things, and the ability of this badge was designed to prevent officers from being influenced by the containment items, avoiding unnecessary losses.

It was particularly suitable for this place; if it weren’t for his badge’s ability, Wen Wen would not have chosen this as his first target.

After all, if Yan Xiu had suffered here, it might well affect Wen Wen too.

Once ready, Wen Wen put on gloves, took out a small bottle of special spray, carefully sprayed it on the seal, then peeled off the seal and stepped into the bun shop.

Removing the seal was simple, but removing it without leaving traces required skill.

And Wen Wen, being a detective, was particularly skilled in this area.

Yes, he’s a detective after all — it makes sense.

If Wen Wen was here in his capacity as a freelance hunter, there certainly would be no problem.

But the ghosts here may have special abilities, which is why Wen Wen didn’t want anyone to know he had been here.

Previously, it wouldn’t have mattered, but in the future there will be more and more Containment Officers, and if every Monster is captured with Wen Wen’s real identity, it will only take someone with determination to expose Wen Wen’s identity.

Therefore, when deciding to capture Monsters, Wen Wen will try his best to conceal his own identity.

As soon as he stepped into the dilapidated bun shop, the scene before Wen Wen’s eyes suddenly changed.

From a horror movie setting, it transformed instantly into a cozy bun shop.

The shop was packed with tables and chairs, leaving only two or three empty seats, and the front counter was stacked high with steaming baskets, from which an enticing aroma wafted.

Wen Wen, with his keen eyesight, could vaguely see human limbs next to the basin where the stuffing was being chopped in the kitchen.

"Hello, sir, what would you like to order?" Zhou Xun, the sweet-looking manager’s daughter, approached Wen Wen with a fake smile and asked.

"Anything will do, just your shop’s signature buns."

Wen Wen sat at one of the few empty tables and surveyed the breakfast shop.

Mao Lingling, the mother, was handling the cash while Old Lady Zhao Yan was cleaning, and Grandfather Zhou Lao and Father Zhou Kaile were making buns together in the kitchen.

Together with the patrons who were enjoying their meal, the scene was full of life.

But Wen Wen knew it was all fake because he could see the real scene at any time.

All of these didn’t exist; five ghosts with grim, blue faces surrounded Wen Wen, glaring at him with resentment.

Wen Wen pretended not to see them and even chatted with a fictitious patron next to him, hoping to extract some useful information.

A moment later, a basket of buns was brought to Wen Wen by Zhou Xun, causing Wen Wen to feel nauseous.

"Hmm... you really treat me well."

To the regular person, it might just seem like a basket of steaming hot buns, but to Wen Wen, it looked like a basket of squirming pork tapeworms...

The so-called pork tapeworms, a major parasite in humans, are milky white, flat, and long like noodles, ceaselessly squirming...

This reminded Wen Wen of the fat Ghost he had encountered at the Jiang Family’s place, the one with noodles all over its face.

"Brother, you really make sense, this bun is on me."

Without drawing attention to himself, Wen Wen pushed the basket towards another patron and didn’t touch the food himself.

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Wen Wen’s ears.

"Wen Wen, today mommy brought you to eat buns, you must be obedient when we get home, okay?"

"Yes, mommy."

A beautiful woman with large, expressive eyes, dressed in a white printed long dress, walked in, holding the hand of a seven or eight-year-old boy and ordered two baskets of buns.

Wen Wen’s gaze became distant for a moment; the little boy looked just like him when he was a child.

And the woman in the long dress was his mother.

He still remembered how back then, he was the treasured child of the family, cared for meticulously.

Unfortunately, things could never go back to how they were.

He didn’t expose the Illusion but continued to watch the interaction between the mother and child.

His childhood had never included this bun shop, so this scene was conjured by the ghosts, but even though it was fake, Wen Wen didn’t wish for it to disappear.

"Ah... my memory is a bit blurry, was my mother really this beautiful..."

"At least this proves that my small eyes are inherited from my father..."