Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 169 - 167 Curly-haired Baboon

Chapter 169: Chapter 167 Curly-haired Baboon

Furong River City, the abandoned factory to the north of the city.

In the air, black energy subtly coiled, emitting a calamitous and ominous aura.

A man with ice-blue hair stood outside with his hands clasped behind him, observing the energy—he was the superior Ranger "Bing He".

Behind him stood several Demon Hunters dressed uniformly, all of whom were his assistants.

The assistants were meticulously investigating the site, and among them were a variety of superpower users, ensuring that his Demon Hunter team had no weaknesses against most situations.

One of the Demon Hunters, holding a peculiar instrument, packed it away and said to Bing He, "Team leader, after the headquarters’ comparison and confirmation, this aura does not belong to any Judicator, nor does it match the energy signature of any Catastrophe-Level Expert known to the Association."

Bing He’s expression changed slightly, and he stepped forward, murmuring as he looked at the black qi, "A new Catastrophe-Level... this is not good news."

If this energy signature had been recorded before, the mission would have been straightforward—just submit the gathered data, and the detailed analysis would naturally be done by others.

But if this was a new Catastrophe-Level Expert, the task would be much more complex.

Calamity-Level and other power levels were entirely different; the entry of each Calamity-Level into reality was not easy and would trigger strong anomalies and portents, allowing the Association to have a chance to respond.

But this time, the Calamity-Level aura appeared without any premonition; this Calamity-Level monster emerged out of thin air!

If it was an old relic that had been hiding for so long, and suddenly appeared, what kind of grand scheme could it possibly have?

If it had just stepped into the real world recently, that would be even more terrifying. It meant that methods to silently enter the real world had emerged in the Inner World!

A layer of thin ice covered Bing He’s hand as he reached into the black energy, feeling the violent erosion of the energy, yet his expression remained unchanged.

"This energy has a strong destructive power and is full of calamitous and ominous aura... but what’s strange is that its nature is more stable and tranquil than most positive energy... other than its own destructive force, it doesn’t carry any negative effects."

Most Calamity-Level forces could cause irreversible damage to ordinary people just with their emanated aura, without direct contact, but this energy did not.

Bing He was curious about what this Calamity-Level entity actually looked like.

"Are there traces of other people?" Bing He continued to ask.

Another Demon Hunter shook his head and said, "This place has been completely ruined by the Calamity-Level qi, rendering it impossible to retrieve anything useful or to track."

Bing He sighed and said, "In that case, there’s no point in wasting time here. Let’s go and check the other two spots."

They had a total of three investigation points: the abandoned factory, the rooftop of Kewei Building, and finally, the completely obliterated cabin.

These were the only three places they could investigate.

Neither the rooftop of Kewei Building nor the cabin had been personally visited by Wen Wen, so no traces would have been left behind.

If they could not find any clues at this abandoned factory, then catching Wen Wen would become even less likely.

It was precisely because no blunder had been left behind that Wen Wen dared to play around leisurely in the Qi Ling Mountain Range.

...

Wen Wen stood atop a tree, eye to eye with a round-faced plump chicken.

This plump chicken was not a monster but an ordinary animal. However, this ordinary animal exhibited astonishing intelligence.

It even managed to understand some of Wen Wen’s intentions, to the extent that they began playing a game of who blinks first loses.

The name Qi Ling Mountain Range was no misnomer; the animals within these mountains all possessed remarkable spiritual intelligence.

Even the trees exuded a refreshing scent. Wen Wen had no doubt that a normal person living in such a place could easily live to a ripe old age.

Of course, that’s assuming there weren’t so many monsters around.

Wen Wen didn’t indiscriminately capture them because not all the monsters here were beyond redemption.

Many of them were abandoned here by the Hunters Association only after confirming they posed no threat, so Wen Wen didn’t want to go on a killing spree.

Therefore, Wen Wen’s strategy was to disguise himself as an ordinary person and meander through the vast forest.

Any monster that mistook him for prey would itself become the prey.

He didn’t worry about encountering a monster he couldn’t handle. The monsters in this mountain range were highly territorial, and Wen Wen could determine whether he could provoke the monsters here by the heat emitted from his Disaster Containment Officer badge.

Wen Wen’s approach was colloquially known as "fishing law enforcement." He didn’t care whether it was right or wrong; as long as it was effective, it was enough.

Regrettably, although he encountered several monsters that day, only one took the initiative to attack him.

That was still much better than his time in Furong River City, where he might not encounter a single monster for days on end.

Unfortunately, Wen Wen didn’t capture that monster, but instead, it managed to drive him away.

Yes, Wen Wen, with his myriad of methods, was chased off by a monster of the same level, ultimately forced to flee in disarray.

This left him feeling so dejected that he ended up playing games with a round-faced, plump chicken.

The monster was a powerful Curly-haired Baboon, with formidable strength. Wen Wen found himself outmatched in a head-on fight and had to strategically retreat.

But Wen Wen was not one to admit defeat. He was now sitting in a tree within the baboon’s territory, waiting for it to show up.

After gazing at the round-faced, plump chicken for half an hour, Wen Wen’s eyes lit up—he finally spotted the cursed baboon!

The baboon wasn’t very large, only about twice the size of a regular baboon, with gray curly hair covering its body.

At the moment, it was leisurely walking on all fours toward Wen Wen’s direction, clearly unaware of his presence.

This was its territory, and it was simply performing a routine patrol.

Of course, even with Wen Wen close by, the baboon still didn’t notice him.

During their last fight, Wen Wen had realized that although the baboon was strong, its intelligence seemed to be lacking.

To what extent? Well, even though Wen Wen was perched in the tree without concealing his aura, as long as he kept silent, the baboon seemed completely unaware of someone being in the tree...

After the baboon appeared, Wen Wen’s attention was fixed solely on it, and he inadvertently blinked.

Seeing Wen Wen blink, the round-faced, plump chicken jumped up excitedly on the spot, flapping its wing at him and crowing loudly as if to claim victory.

Wen Wen helplessly covered the chicken’s face with his hand, pushed it away, and then leapt from the tree trunk himself.

The next moment, the whole tree was snapped in half by the baboon!

The chicken’s cry made the Curly-haired Baboon look up, and it remembered Wen Wen!

Wen Wen gave a sly smile, landing in front of the baboon and looking at it provocatively.

Last time it drove him away, but this time Wen Wen had returned, obviously confident he had what it took to bring it down!