Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 181 - 179 Tearing Apart the Disguise

Chapter 181: Chapter 179 Tearing Apart the Disguise

Their family knew that the outside was filled with terrifying monsters, yet they did not display a hint of the tension that should have been there.

The appearance of Wen Wen with his unknown identity did not elicit the slightest wariness from them; instead, they enthusiastically welcomed him.

And now, they left Wen Wen to the side, preparing a delicious meal, intending to have dinner together with him.

"It’s not normal, definitely not normal, but I haven’t detected the scent of corruption on these people... If there is indeed a problem with them, then it must be that my senses were disturbed after I entered here,"

Wen Wen did not rush to take action but continued to observe.

Even though the family might be concocting some malevolent plan, Wen Wen was also quickly recovering his strength.

Generally speaking, Wen Wen rarely engaged in actions he wasn’t confident in; he excelled at identifying his opponents’ weaknesses before engaging in combat.

That’s why many times, he would be at a disadvantage in the first fight but would be able to corner his opponent the second time.

This time was no different; Wen Wen wanted to figure out the family’s true nature before turning against them.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Wen Wen suddenly widened his eyes as a warm sensation came from the badge on his chest, signaling that danger was approaching.

"But I haven’t sensed anything!"

Wen Wen quickly stood up, alert to everything around him, but everything seemed normal, with no sign of any abnormalities.

Suddenly, with the corner of his eye, he saw something behind the genuine leather sofa; underneath the fine leather, it seemed like something had moved!

He went over, his Catastrophe Gloves materializing as he lightly pressed down on the sofa.

But from the feel of it, there didn’t seem to be anything unusual beneath the sofa.

Wen Wen trusted his intuition; he must have seen something, which meant that his perception ability was indeed being interfered with.

Moreover, the biggest issue in the villa might not be the family of four, but rather something that had been hiding inside the sofa just moments ago.

As he pondered, the slightly freckled, slender girl brought over a fruit platter filled with various fruits and set it down before Wen Wen with a smile.

"The outside is almost like the end of the world, and you still have the mood to cut fruit for me?" Wen Wen squinted and asked.

The girl, on the other hand, looked at Wen Wen with confusion, "Isn’t this the proper etiquette for entertaining a guest?"

Then, she left Wen Wen speechless and gracefully exited.

After the girl left, Wen Wen scrutinized her retreating figure closely, starting from her back and then slowly moving down, further down...

Don’t get the wrong idea; Wen Wen was mainly looking at the girl’s feet!

He noticed another detail; when the girl walked, her feet never left the ground—it was more like dragging than walking.

According to folklore, when a ghost possesses a person, it would perch on its victim’s back, its feet under the possessed person’s, controlling their movements. Hence, people possessed by ghosts generally walk on tiptoes.

Although there were no ghosts behind the girl, that incongruent movement sparked Wen Wen’s suspicion.

"Let me confirm my suspicions,"

Wen Wen swiftly moved behind the girl, silently drawing a dagger and tossing it at the ground, where it punctured the wooden floor on impact.

In terms of sharpness, this dagger, forged with ancient crafts, could compete with the Wings of Steel; thus a mere flick from him was enough to penetrate the floor.

In that instant, the heads of the family of four unnaturally twisted towards Wen Wen, their skin taking on a pale green tint as they looked at Wen Wen with lifeless eyes.

If it had been an ordinary person, they would have fainted at the sight.

Wen Wen crouched down and chuckled awkwardly, "Slip of the hand, slip of the hand."

Then he swiftly pulled out the dagger and in that moment, he saw something writhing beneath the floor!

In just that instant, the writhing thing stopped its movements, and when Wen Wen looked again, there was no difference between what was under the floor and any ordinary house.

And the expressions of the family of four also returned to normal, continuing to cook the delicious meal as if the previous scene had been an illusion.

Although, cooking in such an environment is quite frightening.

Wen Wen stood up and pondered to himself.

"The situation is almost clear, this family of four is just like puppets, the real danger lies in this villa, or rather, the thing inside the villa."

"Their feet have been sticking to the ground because the villa needs contact to control them."

Having seen enough, Wen Wen didn’t wait for the family to finish preparing the dinner. Time was pressing, and he had no intention of spending too much time playing along with them.

He walked into the kitchen, stood beside a dessert that had already been prepared, and toyed with the plate.

"Must be getting impatient, eh? Dinner will be ready soon. I’ve used all my culinary skills today," said Mother Zhou tenderly.

"Actually, there’s no need for all this trouble. Let’s get straight to the point, what is really your purpose here?"

"To celebrate..." Father Zhou said with the same expression to Wen Wen.

Wen Wen sighed lightly, it seemed this family intended to keep up the act. He picked up a chopstick and walked over to Father Zhou.

Then, he plunged the chopstick right through Father Zhou’s hand!

"Indeed, it’s a cause for celebration, since my arrival will free you from endless suffering and end your puppet-like existence. That’s really good for you," Wen Wen said.

"Mr. Wu, what do you mean by this? We kindly invited you for a meal, and you..."

Father Zhou stood up, pointing and yelling at Wen Wen, as if Wen Wen was the disruptor, and they were the innocent ones.

Wen Wen shook his head. If this family were actors, they would surely be extras. Their first reaction to a hand being pierced was to blame him, not to feel pain...

"You should be well aware of what I’m doing, and I won’t bother stating the obvious. But I’ve been curious all along about what exactly you wanted to feed me."

Wen Wen picked up the piece of dessert, placed it in his palm, and clenched his fist.

Black Chains spread out unseen by the others, sucked the energy out of the food, and then retracted.

When he opened his hand again, all that was left in his palm was a clump of rotten flesh, distinguishable only by a severed finger and a piece of skin with black hair on it.

"Just as I thought, it’s this kind of thing..."

Wen Wen tossed the disgusting remnants onto the girl’s face and casually took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

If Wen Wen had naively attended the dinner and eaten the food here, he might have been affected by it, turning into something like this family, a fitting guest.

But any superpower user with normal intelligence wouldn’t carelessly eat food from the Corrupted District under these circumstances.

The warmth vanished from the faces of the family of four, green mucus oozing out of their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses, with a horrifying presence brewing within their bodies.

With the situation as it was, any further pretense was useless.

"That’s right, that’s how it should be. Why pretend to be human when you’re actually monsters?"

Wen Wen smiled, not waiting for them to react. He jumped over the table, grabbed Zhou Nuo’s shoulder, and tossed him into the air.

As his feet left the ground, a green tentacle of flesh stretched out, attempting to keep controlling Zhou Nuo.

But Wen Wen cut it off with a dagger!

After falling to the ground, Zhou Nuo’s appearance changed rapidly.

His body was stiff and twisted, his face showed terror and despair, and there were signs of being connected to something on his back.

This was probably how he looked when he died, and the Zhou Nuo they had seen before was just an illusion created by some sinister power.

"Tch, daring to throw a tantrum with me, I’ll deal with you first."

Wen Wen said, arms crossed, with a cold laugh.