Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 152 - 1,500,000 - s The Most Realistic Game

Chapter 152: 1,500,000 Chapters The Most Realistic Game

The black spike was a containment item known as the Nail of Withering.

Indiscriminate of friend or foe, no matter the species, anyone injured by it would wither away into dust and ashes!

Perhaps stronger beings could resist the nail’s properties, but they would have to be very powerful indeed.

So, as long as he could stab this brawny man with it, he would definitely win!

But before Programmer Ape could get close, the brawny man simply swatted in his direction, and the wind pressure from his palm actually blew Programmer Ape away!

It should be noted that Programmer Ape was not a soul entity like Wen Wen!

Standing his ground, the brawny man looked at Programmer Ape indifferently and said, "You’d better not come close to me with such dangerous things."

"You recognize this thing?" Programmer Ape asked in surprise.

Now Programmer Ape wasn’t in a hurry anymore. As long as the brawny man was there, he had no way of getting inside to help Yan Biqing; all he could hope for was that Yan Biqing was lucky enough to escape.

The game was all about the process; winning or losing didn’t really matter since he would come back for Wen Wen later anyway.

"You’re not the only one with access to information."

The brawny man clenched his fist, aiming in Programmer Ape’s direction, readying himself for battle!

...

Ding Mingguang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and staggered to his feet, eyes widened with slight concern as he stared at Uncle Gong, "Uncle Gong—have you completed Assimilation?"

The gigantic Flame Bird glanced at Ding Mingguang and nodded.

Ding Mingguang sighed in relief. Gong Baoding’s gaze was gentle, lacking the cold and mad strangeness of Yan Biqing’s eyes; he must have truly succeeded in advancing to the next grade.

But he had never seen anyone advance in such a... casual manner!

Inside the Sanctuary, Wen Wen, dressed in a black robe, clapped his hands and smiled, speaking to himself:

"Change of form and fate, reborn through fire, rising anew from the flames, that is Gong Baoding’s Assimilation Realm!"

"The Assimilation Realm, though risky, is indeed miraculous. I wonder what my Assimilation Realm would be like."

Having said that, Wen Wen shook his head self-deprecatingly, "With my current state, I probably won’t have an Assimilation Realm... As long as I can capture a Disaster Level monster, I can have the power of an Assimilation Realm..."

"Hmm... Given the current situation, Gong Baoding is sure to win, so Yan Biqing will choose to flee, which means I should go out now."

Wen Wen tapped his finger twice and then deactivated the Catastrophe Prison Warden state, stepping out from the Sanctuary.

Outside the Sanctuary, Yan Biqing stood unsteadily, looking at Gong Baoding as if ready to devour him.

"Assimilation Realm, advancing to the Assimilation Realm so easily... Why would you submit, why be so demeaning! Humans have no right to command us!"

Once again, green data streams covered his entire body. Yan Biqing prepared to battle Gong Baoding once more with his already battle-scarred body!

"Easy? No, nothing about this was easy."

"I’ve been preparing for this moment for over a decade, but never dared to take that step. Now, I was forced to advance, and it turned out to be surprisingly smooth," Gong Baoding said coldly, his voice completely different from before, sharp yet crackling like flames.

A bright Flame Bird stood opposite a charred, blackened creature whose skin was completely burned away, making for a rather strange scene.

The temperature around them rose significantly, uncharacteristically high. If Yan Biqing still had sweat glands, he probably would be dripping with sweat by now. Facing an enemy like Gong Baoding, even without injuries, he wasn’t sure he could win.

The elemental restraint was simply too severe.

Gong Baoding didn’t confront Yan Biqing for too long, he looked up and let out a cry, spread his wings, and the colorful flames of his plumage shimmered slightly as a bird-shaped flame shot toward Yan Biqing.

The speed of the flame wasn’t fast, and Yan Biqing easily dodged it, but he discovered that the temperature of the flame was so high that merely brushing past him caused injury!

Then, the Flame Bird which had flown past him turned around and flew back!

The attack was tracking him!

Yan Biqing knew that if the flame hit him, he would certainly die!

He hurriedly entered Imaginary Space, fully opened his senses, and began to search for electronic devices nearby, or waited for the mysterious person to throw the walkie-talkie over again.

If it had been any other city, with Yan Biqing’s abilities, even if the Hunters Association were twice as strong, they wouldn’t be able to put him in such a sorry state.

He only needed to carry a mobile phone with him to escape when necessary.

But Ding Mingguang’s ability was too buggy, blocking electronic signals nearby, and only that mysterious person’s walkie-talkie could transmit signals under Ding Mingguang’s jamming.

However, there was no walkie-talkie coming his way this time, it seemed that person wasn’t watching over him all the time.

But now, there was no need for that complication, as Programmer Ape’s ability had been killed by him, so Ding Mingguang’s ability had temporarily failed.

Thus, he only needed to find a normally functioning communication device nearby to escape!

Gong Baoding’s gaze sharpened, knowing that when Yan Biqing entered Imaginary Space, even the most intense flames couldn’t harm him.

Luckily, in order to avoid Ding Mingguang’s ability earlier, Yan Biqing had chosen this area, almost completely insulated from electronic products. In that brief time, it was unlikely for him to find a communication device...

Suddenly, Gong Baoding noticed an oddly modified microcomputer, and attached to it was an open walkie-talkie!

"Damn it!"

Gong Baoding hurriedly tried to destroy the computer but found that Yan Biqing had already turned into a data stream and entered the computer. It was no longer possible to stop him now.

All he could do was stop, dejected, as after his promotion, Yan Biqing still managed to escape. In the electronic age, Yan Biqing’s abilities were simply too suited for running away.

Originally, Yan Biqing hadn’t been too hopeful, but he suddenly found a strong walkie-talkie signal, thinking it was Gao Fang’s assistance, and he was overjoyed.

He hurriedly burrowed into the machine that was emitting the signal.

However, once inside, he realized that something was off.

Before him, there was a man dressed in plain clothes with a long braid, walking down the street, and from somewhere, a strange voice-over came:

’You choose to help the injured puppy, rank promoted to Third Rank; you judge Sima Guang who smashed the vat as not guilty, rank up to a First Grade officer; you refuse to lend money, that was a test of character by an attendant, demoted to a commoner!’

’Come ****, experience the most realistic official ranking game...’

Yan Biqing was utterly confused. The channel he used to traverse through communication devices shouldn’t be like this!

After a moment of thought, he understood he’d been trapped. That person from before, like a fierce spirit, possessed the ability to interfere with the senses. This must have been his doing.

But for him to make such a weird setup... was quite clever, actually...

Yan Biqing placed his hand on his forehead, a flash of green light, and he shouted lowly, "Disperse for me!"

He couldn’t change the illusion, but he could see through it!

The advertising scenario gradually faded away, and what appeared before him was a small Barren Forest, and in the midst of it, there was an ancient well...