Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 196 - 194 There’s a Change

Chapter 196: Chapter 194 There’s a Change

After finishing the setup in the Catastrophe Area, Wen Wen arrived at the Disaster Area.

At this time, the Disaster Area had been cleaned up thoroughly.

Scarface, the Disaster Pawn without a name of his own, was working industriously in the cell, wearing a bizarre pale mask on his face, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Hu Youling leaned against the railing, smiling as she watched Disaster Pawn work. Whenever Disaster Pawn turned around, she would send a flirtatious wink or blow a kiss his way.

Her fleeting charm was intoxicating, and while calling her beauty "stunning enough to topple kingdoms" might be an exaggeration, she was certainly more attractive than those so-called millennial beauties of the Sakura District.

But Disaster Pawn simply shivered and turned his head away, doing his best not to look at her.

Now, whenever Disaster Pawn thought of Hu Youling, he trembled with fear, not to mention having any romantic notions.

Those pink-hued memories held an unspeakable horror for him.

The monsters in the Disaster Area were the same as before, but a new monster had been added, the adorable Little Rabbit Demon Yao.

The Rabbit Demon Yao lay next to the bars of the cell, her hands clasping the railing, looking at Wen Wen with pitiful eyes as the entire bunny seemed haggard, with even her fine fur on her ears looking rather disheveled.

"Wuu wuu wuu, this place is so scary, can you let me go?"

Of course, Wen Wen was not fooled by her appearance, knowing that given the chance, this little creature would not hesitate to devour a human!

So he smiled slightly and said, "Don’t cry, be good, Uncle will feed you something. Tell Uncle what you want to eat."

The Rabbit Demon Yao’s eyes lit up, she showed an eager expression and said, "I want to eat meat!"

"Alright."

Wen Wen agreed, then stuffed a clean carrot into her mouth.

"???"

The Rabbit Demon Yao’s forehead was full of question marks. Wasn’t she promised meat? Why was it a carrot?

Wen Wen said righteously, "What meat? Rabbits are supposed to eat carrots. From now on, you’re going vegetarian."

The Rabbit Demon Yao opened her mouth wide but dared not resist Wen Wen. Her ears drooped down, and she chewed on the carrot with resentment, her cheeks bulging before she stiffly swallowed it.

"Don’t make that face, it’s as though I’m bullying you... okay, I am bullying you."

"But I washed the carrot for you, that’s considerate enough. Next time I’ll just feed you one with mud on it."

Bullying such a soft and cute Beast Mother satisfied Wen Wen’s perverted psyche immensely.

After all, the Little Rabbit Demon Yao was not of a kind nature, so he felt no guilt about it.

Then, Wen Wen displayed a bodybuilding competition video at the door of Hu Youling’s cell and drew two little dots on the armored chest of the Scavenging Demon with a black marker...

In short, he teased all the monsters in the Disaster Area, leading them to be furious but not daring to speak out.

Finally, he arranged matters related to ’Monster Study’ which made the monsters complain endlessly.

If it weren’t for the current shortage of manpower, Wen Wen would even want to assess their learning progress every so often until they became monsters useful to the world.

Making them study was for their own good, not some cruel hobby of Wen Wen’s.

After all the commotion, Wen Wen left the Sanctuary, sat on the chaise lounge on his own balcony, and took out an ancient diary.

"Considering that Catastrophic Dragon from Qi Ling Mountain, this Containment Officer must be a master of Sword Dao, or one might even say a Swordsmanship Grandmaster. So the drawings at the back of his diary could well be Swordsmanship techniques."

Wen Wen studied those tiny figures one by one, discovering that besides the action of swinging a sword, there were also inexplicable lines on their bodies.

The senior didn’t provide any explanation for what these lines were, and the drawing was so poor it looked like doodles. Calling him a soul painter would be too kind.

Compared with this so-called ’Secret Manual,’ the deceptive palm techniques peddled on the streets to children actually seemed more like a ’Secret Manual.’

"Regardless, I’ll give it a try."

The diary used a longsword, but Wen Wen only had a dagger, because overly long bladed weapons were regulated items, so he had been using a dagger up until now. Since becoming a superpower user, he had grown accustomed to the dagger as well.

He picked up the antique dagger that emitted a cold gleam and, imitating the twisted positions in the drawings, struck at the air with a slash.

The tremendous force on the dagger was enough to sever ox bone, but Wen Wen disappointingly shook his head.

"Is my posture wrong? I didn’t notice any change, let’s try a few more times."

Then Wen Wen practiced the position hundreds of times. He could perfectly replicate the posture but still felt not the slightest change.

"No, it’s not the posture that’s wrong, I’m missing something."

Wen Wen’s experience with using a dagger to strike people was far too rich, giving him a sixth sense for such things. He only needed to swing it to know what effect the strike would have.

Although he had not practiced swordsmanship, he was, after all, a superpower user, and when it came to control of force, ordinary swordsmanship masters couldn’t compare to him.

Therefore, after practicing only for a short while, Wen Wen knew that continuing in this way wouldn’t be of any use.

Maybe like in the novels, training intensively through the scorching heat of summer and the bitter cold of winter for ten or eight years might allow for a breakthrough, but that was not what Wen Wen wanted.

Wen Wen stroked his chin and said, "The key must be in those lines. If it’s just about posture, then no matter what kind of movement, it wouldn’t have too big an impact on power."

"Could these lines be the legendary energy channels, or are they the pathways through which energy flows when swinging a sword?"

Next, Wen Wen tried to channel the vampire’s Blood Energy along those trajectories before swinging the dagger.

The dagger was then coated with a layer of blood-colored luminescence. The power of the slash was noticeably stronger than before.

But Wen Wen was still not satisfied, "That red glow is nothing but Blood Energy adhering to the dagger. Without following this sword technique, I can achieve the same effect."

"If this is what swordsmanship is, then it all comes down to who has the stronger foundation, and whose swordsmanship is stronger. What I desire is a skill that can greatly enhance combat capability!"

Wen Wen then tried channeling all the energies of the monsters he possessed, but he found no notable effects.

"This thing couldn’t just be something that guy sketched for fun, right? It’s simply a waste of time."

Looking at how he had been practicing this nonsensical thing like a fool for half the day, Wen Wen roughly rubbed his hair.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, "Perhaps... this is something only humans can practice, or perhaps, by relying on a monster’s physique, I’ve overlooked something."

With that thought, Wen Wen shut off all his monstrous physiques, returning to the state of an ordinary human being.

Although this ordinary person could smash large rocks with his fists and twist metal bars, he indeed was an ordinary person without Supernatural Power.

Wen Wen took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and following the body memory he had practiced many times before, he naturally swung out with the dagger.

The cold light of the dagger seemed to tear through the air, making a sharp, piercing sound.

But power was secondary, what was strange this time was how smoothly Wen Wen’s dagger moved!

"A change has occurred!"