Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 131 - 129: Signing the Contract

Chapter 131: Chapter 129: Signing the Contract

"I’m saying I want to join the Hunter Association," Wen Wen repeated.

Lin Zheyuan’s drooping mouth corners suddenly began to rise crazily. He had been waiting for Wen Wen to compromise for a long time.

"Quick, come to my office, let’s get the contract signed," he said, anxiously.

Wen Wen smiled slightly at Jiao Xinlei, then swaggered after Lin Zheyuan to his office.

Lin Zheyuan had always wanted Wen Wen to join the Association, as he had been facing a shortage of manpower.

A city’s allocation of a few superpower users was more than enough a decade or even a few years ago.

But in recent years, the connection between the Inner World and the real world had become increasingly tight, and the strength of various secret organizations had also steadily risen, so the Association had been under great pressure lately.

In such circumstances, talent was extremely precious.

And Wen Wen was precisely the talent Lin Zheyuan desired. He didn’t care if it was the sun rising from the west today; as long as Wen Wen agreed, he wanted to tie Wen Wen to the chariot of the Hunter Association.

He had done the same with Jiao Xinlei; once the contract was signed, it would be too late for regrets.

"Why have you suddenly decided to join the Association?"

Before signing on officially, Lin Zheyuan couldn’t help but ask Wen Wen, since Wen Wen’s attitude had shown no sign of softening before.

Wen Wen licked his lips and said with a somewhat perverted look, "Because I’m bored. Being a freelance hunter is just uninteresting—no fun prey. If there’s no such prey in the Hunters Association, I might not join."

Lin Zheyuan’s eyes lit up; he had fun prey in his hands. As Wen Wen had always been proactive in hunting monsters, Lin Zheyuan had no doubts.

"We currently have a very interesting opponent, but I can only give you the details if you join the Association," he said.

To deal with Yan Biqing, Lin Zheyuan felt his forces were a bit lacking, so he wanted to drag Wen Wen down too, to siege Yan Biqing together.

Wen Wen might have only become a superpower user not long ago, but Lin Zheyuan had observed that his strength was no less than an average Mastery Realm superpower user, which should significantly aid in the siege.

Wen Wen was secretly thrilled; he obviously knew who Lin Zheyuan’s opponent was—it could only be Yan Biqing.

It seemed that as long as Wen Wen joined the Hunters Association, he could participate in the siege against Yan Biqing, which was indeed good news.

Still, he pretended to ponder for a while before deciding to join the Hunters Association.

Lin Zheyuan started to smile, like a fox that had stolen a hen.

"Then let’s sign the contract," he said.

"Contract? We have to sign a contract?" Wen Wen asked, puzzled.

"Yes, we need to sign a contract. Official Hunters and freelance hunters are different; you need to sign an effective contract. This contract is drafted by the Catastrophe Level Containment Items; if you violate the contract, you will face punishment," Lin Zheyuan explained gravely as he took out a contract printed on ordinary A4 paper.

"Isn’t this just ordinary paper?"

Wen Wen picked up a piece of paper, then froze. Although the paper looked ordinary, when perceiving it with his inspiration, he could tell—this thing was anything but simple.

It most likely held the efficacy Lin Zheyuan had mentioned.

Wen Wen flipped through it casually and, noticing things were not so straightforward, frowned and asked,

"Wait... why have you filled out everything in advance, and I just need to sign?"

"Heh heh, for those I set my sights on, I always prepare the contract ahead of time. Just need your signature, and then you’ll be a formal Demon Hunter," Lin Zheyuan said, opening a drawer filled with contracts...

Wen Wen was speechless and fell silent for a while before continuing to ask, "...Why do I feel like you’re setting me up? Can I ask what would happen if I break the contract?"

"For ordinary people, it’s usually things like getting rabies from a dog bite or being hit by a car while walking, essentially bringing your luck down to the lowest point."

"The same holds true for superpower users, though the mishaps might be a bit different. I remember one unlucky guy who stepped into the Gray Mist Layer and saw a being above the Catastrophe Level with his very first glance, and he just went mad..." Lin Zheyuan explained to Wen Wen with a grin.

After a pause, Wen Wen suddenly felt that maybe he shouldn’t sign this contract.

If there were specific penalties, one might think of ways to avoid them, but being outright unlucky was harder to prevent.

Who knew what kind of misfortune you’d run into; even a sudden heart attack was not out of the question.

He picked up the contract and examined it thoroughly before letting out a sigh of relief.

The only severe punishments mentioned were for a few major taboos, such as deliberately leading a horde of monsters into the real world or betraying Association info that leads to significant loss.

As for violating other terms, the effects were nothing more than a couple of days of bad luck.

However, there was one clause that Wen Wen found somewhat troubling.

It was the very vague stipulation that one must not bear malice against the Hunter Association.

"Would wanting to internally hollow out the Association count as malice? Because if that’s the case, wouldn’t I have to deal with bad luck every single day?"

"Forget it, I’m overthinking this... once signed, it’s done. I refuse to believe a Catastrophe-Level Containment Item could outplay the Catastrophe Containment Facility."

Just as he was about to sign his name, Wen Wen suddenly paused, a hint of a smile flickering at the corner of his eye. With this sort of deal, it was only right to haggle a bit.

"Wait, if you want me to join, I have another condition!"

"Why do you have so many requests!" Lin Zheyuan grabbed a pen from the table and threw it at Wen Wen, but Wen Wen caught it easily.

Wen Wen handed the pen back, apologizing with a smile, "Well, my car was wrecked by a bunch of street thugs before, and I didn’t do anything to them for the Association’s sake."

"Now that I’ve joined the Association, as a perk of employment, could you maybe persuade them to buy me a new car?"

Lin Zheyuan massaged his forehead and said, "After you join the Association, I can arrange for you to get a car, so there’s no need to trouble ordinary folks."

Wen Wen scoffed and said, "Nah, being given a car is boring. I want them to buy me a new one!"

It was due to the fear of losing control that Wen Wen had let them off previously, but now that he had the chance, he couldn’t let the matter of the car slide.

"Fine, fine, give me the time and place, and I will have a Supporter take care of it," Lin Zheyuan sighed. If it hadn’t been for Wen Wen’s insistence, he really wouldn’t want Supporters to be involved in these trivial matters.

After that, Wen Wen signed the contract, and upon signing, he didn’t feel any changes, nor did his luck seem to trend downward.

In fact, as long as one didn’t harbor any strong malice against the Hunters Association, they were unlikely to be punished by this contract.

The Hunters Association also dared not make the contract too strict because Containment Items are ultimately uncontrollable, so they had to keep the terms relatively lax to ensure no mishaps occurred.

When they initially discovered that Containment Item, the Hunters Association thought it was a treasure and believed it could help strengthen the management of the Association.

So they used this Containment Item to draft a strict contract, but it consequently led to a massive disaster, resulting in the death of nearly a hundred Demon Hunters who had signed the contract.

Therefore, the once potentially powerful Containment Item’s role was reduced to drafting some ambiguous employment contracts.

"Asking for a car before was a pre-employment benefit, but now that I’m part of the Hunter Association, are there any other perks after joining?"

Having signed the contract, Wen Wen rubbed his hands together and looked at Lin Zheyuan with a sheepish grin, perfectly exemplifying the adage about taking an inch and going for a mile...