Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 195 - 193 Monster Study

Chapter 195: Chapter 193 Monster Study

With malice in his heart, Wen Wen sat in the chair, put on his headphones, and started watching "Verdant Life."

This book was very much to Wen Wen’s taste. The main storyline involved a Long Aotian-like protagonist who, one day, discovered that one of his girlfriends had some mysterious whereabouts. He hired a private detective, and as the investigation progressed, he came to find that all the women around him....

Engrossed in the story, an hour slipped by in the blink of an eye, and Zhu Qipei emerged from the room, quite satisfied.

Wen Wen said speechlessly, "Can’t you talk business first, and then get down to the deed?"

Zhu Qipei shook his head and said, "When a pig is in a hurry, it can’t wait."

"By the way, that guy you stopped for me last time, what do you think of him?"

Wen Wen asked casually. Although the chances were that Wu Wang was probably already dead, he still frequently checked for any information on Wu Wang, since Wen Wen had never actually seen Wu Wang’s body.

Zhu Qipei took out a black spike with a hint of regret and said, "He had quite a few tricks up his sleeve, but he was just a buffoon. He had many nice things at his disposal, it’s a pity I only managed to snatch one before he ran away."

Wen Wen’s eyelid twitched, and he instinctively moved farther away from the spike; it was too dangerous.

He remembered that the vampire Gallia had been stabbed to death by this very object. The fact that Zhu Qipei could snatch this spike from Gao Fang’s hands meant that his strength was even greater than it seemed.

"Let’s not talk about that for now. Have you heard any news recently?"

With his promotion at the Sanctuary imminent and his strength increased, Wen Wen wanted to find a monster to capture, if only to alleviate his boredom.

Zhu Qipei shook his head and said, "Furong River City has been quite clean lately. Monsters have a much stronger sense of danger than humans do. With the outburst of Evil God’s power and the presence of Catastrophe-Level Experts, every monster knows this place is dangerous."

Wen Wen frowned, feeling an unpleasant premonition: "So..."

"So there’s no news. The noticeable monsters have all fled the city, not wanting to meet their end for no apparent reason."

Wen Wen’s gaze sharpened. Zhu Qipei meant he wasn’t afraid of being an inadvertent victim!

...

Having learned nothing from Zhu Qipei’s house, Wen Wen went straight home.

In recent days, the Furong River Hunters Association had come to a standstill, with Lin Zheyuan concentrating on dealing with the situation in the Corrupted District.

The Corrupted District was too vast to ignore, and it was impossible to cover up, so they were planning to restore the corrupted landscape back to normal.

The Hunters Association had its own methods for clearing the energy residues of higher-tier experts.

After all, if all the land affected by the widespread and long-lasting energy residues were to be abandoned, the existence of superpower users wouldn’t have remained hidden for long.

Even the energy residues Wen Wen had left behind had been cleared away after an investigation.

This work was unrelated to Demon Hunters like Wen Wen, who also appeared to be seriously injured, hence Lin Zheyuan had given him a few days off.

Unless a monster in need of handling appeared, Wen Wen would not be approached for a while, so he found himself with nothing to do at the moment.

After returning home, Wen Wen immediately headed into the bathroom and then entered the Catastrophe Containment Facility through the toilet.

First, he arrived at the Catastrophe Area, where the four monsters were each in a different state.

Tao Qingqing lay in a pink silk nightgown on a soft bed, taking a light nap, looking utterly sweet in her sleep, with no one who saw her likely to guess that she was a vampire.

Qin Shuang’s cell was strewn with dismembered limbs, and a head hung in the air, tied up by a rope--a terrifying sight to behold. He was recreating the position he had died in, and ghosts, being of unsound mind, were capable of doing anything.

As for the Curly-haired Baboon... it was also sleeping, nestled in a pile of grass and snoring loudly with huge snot bubbles. It was truly heartless and lungless.

The Centaur, upon seeing Wen Wen, knelt on one knee as a sign of submission.

Their centaur tribe deeply respected strength, pledging loyalty to anyone with great power.

Therefore, in the Inner World, centaurs often became the loyal followers of some powerful beings...

"Hmm... not bad, not bad. It seems you have all adapted to life in the Sanctuary, but that’s not enough. Long periods of silence can lead to depression. It’s better to get up and study," Wen Wen said while clapping his hands, drawing the attention of several monsters.

"Study what?"

Tao Qingqing sat up from her bed, shooting a glare at Wen Wen and walked grumpily to the bars, staring at him.

She wore only a pink silk nightgown, her skin tantalizingly visible through the material.

Since Wen Wen had always been using the Vampire Constitution, he treated Tao Qingqing almost like a beloved daughter, giving her the best of everything except for allowing her to escape.

In the beginning, she maintained her dignity, swearing never to succumb to Wen Wen’s material temptations.

But as time passed, she let go, and her attitude towards Wen Wen was no longer so bitter.

Seeing everyone gathered, Wen Wen handed over a stack of books he had carefully selected to both Qin Shuang and Tao Qingqing.

He did not give any to the Curly-haired Baboon and the Centaur, for one could not understand the language, and the other... lacked the intelligence to read.

"What is this?" Tao Qingqing asked in surprise.

"Well... this is a book, a ladder for human progress. It can cultivate one’s sentiments and expand one’s knowledge," Wen Wen couldn’t help but spout more nonsense.

Tao Qingqing rolled her eyes, picked up a book and flipped through it casually, her face quickly turning sour.

"It’s fine to make us read, but could you at least find some interesting books? There’s an author called Dream Hunter who writes quite well," she fought to secure her rightful privileges.

Wen Wen said disdainfully, "Hmph, these are the crystallizations of human wisdom. The author you mentioned, his work is just entertaining but lacks substance. Reading more proper books can broaden your horizons and enrich yourself. I’m doing this for your own good."

Tao Qingqing wanted to tear the books to shreds but then reconsidered; even if they were dull, they were the only things that could pass the time here, and she couldn’t bear to destroy them.

However, in the next cell over, Qin Shuang displayed a completely different attitude. Flipping through the books casually, he tore them into pieces, spreading the torn up pages across the floor, adding to the gloom and terror of his cell.

Ghosts could remain lucid for decades even without anything to do, not succumbing to mental aberrations.

No, that was wrong, they were already insane, so loneliness didn’t matter to them.

But even if they didn’t read, Wen Wen had other plans.

He brought out a speaker, plugged it in and started playing the content of the books. The few monsters were dumbstruck, clueless about what Wen Wen was trying to do.

Wen Wen, with his hands on his hips, said to the four monsters, "From now on, you will listen to the radio for one hour in the morning, afternoon, and evening, diligently studying the knowledge therein to become useful monsters for the Sanctuary."

"This activity will be passed down as a part of the Sanctuary’s prison culture and will be known as ’Monster Study’," he declared.