Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 215 - 213: The World of Superpower Users

Chapter 215: Chapter 213: The World of Superpower Users

After dismissing Zhao Jinwu, Wen Wen picked up the money cases and sat in his own car.

Although he wasn’t the type to crave money like life itself, getting his hands on such a large sum for the first time still excited him slightly.

But the excitement lasted only a few minutes before he completely calmed down.

To him, if it were just about money, then relying on the Catastrophe Containment Facility, it wouldn’t be impossible to become as rich as Zhang Kewei in the end.

But that wasn’t what he wanted.

This money was just a stepping stone towards his goal, worth less than an ordinary Containment Item, truly nothing to fuss over.

"However... giving all this money to Feng Ruixing, doesn’t that seem a bit improper?"

"As the highest authority holder in the Sanctuary, I shouldn’t be too stingy in my daily affairs, so I do need some operating funds."

Hmm, Wen Wen ultimately skimped fifty thousand from the sum.

Having taken the money, Wen Wen returned to the Sanctuary and sent a message to Feng Ruixing, asking him to visit the Sanctuary soon, as there was a task for him.

...

At that time, within a luxurious restaurant, Feng Ruixing was having dinner with one of his major suppliers.

Several days had passed since he had joined the Catastrophe Containment Facility, and he hadn’t gone there during these days.

To be honest, he felt some fear towards that place, given that he had been coerced into joining.

Since Wen Wen hadn’t actively sought out Feng Ruixing, he had no intention of seeking out Wen Wen either.

He was completely unfamiliar with that place and even if he were bullied there, he had no one to stand up for him.

Being a superpower user, where was there comfort like he now enjoyed?

In the marketplace, he could easily control everything, but in front of Wen Wen, he was just a junior.

Suddenly, Feng Ruixing shivered.

An aura filled with authority appeared in his mind, accompanied by a message.

It was Wen Wen prompting him to enter the Catastrophe Containment Facility.

After receiving the notice, even though his table was covered with rare and exotic delicacies, he still felt like he was chewing wax, overtaken by an inexplicable sense of nervousness.

It was like the feeling when a teacher is about to check homework, but you haven’t done yours.

Feng Ruixing hastily concluded his discussion with the supplier and went to an empty room, found some chalk, lifted the carpet, and started to draw a strange pattern.

The first physical entry into the Sanctuary required a specific ceremony.

At other times, one could enter the Sanctuary anytime and anywhere with a Containment Officer’s badge and chains.

Amid his anxiety, Feng Ruixing finally set foot on the land of the Sanctuary, where he stood was the disaster core area.

"This place seems very ancient, yet it appears to be much more advanced than modern technology."

For example, the silver-suited man made of silvery metal particles who was greeting him was definitely not something modern technology could reproduce.

Feng Ruixing took a deep breath and strode forward.

He knew from that moment on, he was no longer a superpower user in solitude.

"This is the world of superpower users!"

Under the guidance of the disaster core area’s metal-suited Central Administrator, Feng Ruixing received his own equipment.

While these pieces of equipment didn’t look impressive, Feng Ruixing knew they couldn’t be bought with money.

However, throughout the process, he had not seen anyone else, suggesting that the organization didn’t have many people.

After completing the process, a palm-sized black butterfly appeared from nowhere, fluttering around him.

If one looked closely, they would find that the butterfly was actually made of black energy.

Feng Ruixing understood that the butterfly wanted to lead him to a place, so he followed it.

First, the butterfly brought him to the graveyard of the containment officers, where the tombstones possessed a strange strength.

It immersed the new officers in such an atmosphere to help them integrate into the Sanctuary.

Even someone like Feng Ruixing, who usually kept himself out of affairs, was deeply moved after leaving the graveyard.

Next, the butterfly took him to a place resembling a massive prison, with empty cells lining both sides, void of anything.

As he walked, he noticed a dark-haired beauty meticulously wiping the cell bars with a cloth, capturing Feng Ruixing’s attention.

This girl had a quality that he hadn’t seen in other women, and here she was cleaning the floors.

It was such a waste!

Well, it was only because this girl was a Puppet that her temperament differed from that of ordinary women...

Then, he saw the various monsters imprisoned in the Disaster Area, and the sight of these fierce ghosts made Feng Ruixing feel somewhat ashamed.

He was just a weakling who couldn’t even handle a vampire...

Standing at the entrance of an opulent cell was a prison guard wearing a mask. The black butterfly dissipated right at the door of this cell—it was clear he had arrived at his destination.

This was also a cell, but it seemed different from the others.

The decor inside was peculiar, and though there was no gold or silver, it had a unique charm.

The man in black who had initially invited him to join the Sanctuary was sitting at a table, gesturing with his hand.

Subconsciously adjusting his clothes, Feng Ruixing sat across from the man in black with some trepidation.

The man in black was, of course, Wen Wen. He took out a thermos with pink cat ears, poured a cup of dark red wine, and pushed it towards Feng Ruixing.

"It’s quite simple here, so this is all I have to offer you."

Feng Ruixing took a sip, smacked his lips, then looked at Wen Wen with slight surprise.

The moment the wine hit his throat, he was astonished.

He recognized the taste was the same as the wine he had served his customers earlier, and the price of that bottle soared into six figures!

Anyone who would serve such expensive wine in such a simple cup must not be short of money.

What then was his purpose in recruiting him?

What Feng Ruixing didn’t know was that Wen Wen, seeing him drink, also craved a taste.

After all, it was the most expensive wine ever kept in the Hundred Flavors Cup.

If Wen Wen wished, he could even drink this wine as if it were water.

But he knew what could come out of that cup, so even though he was sure that no impurity had been mixed in with the wine, he could not bring himself to drink.

Many things, if you don’t know how they came to be, you might consume them anyway—like certain takeouts, Mouth-Chewed Wine, or Boneless Phoenix Claws.

But once you’ve witnessed the filthy kitchen, seen the mouth-chewed concoction...

Then it becomes impossible to eat.

As Feng Ruixing put down his cup, Wen Wen said solemnly, "Since becoming a containment officer, you haven’t visited the Sanctuary once. This is not good. You should be more proactive."

"You have been to that graveyard, so you should know that the Catastrophe Containment Facility is not a terrifying organization. I hope you can serve the Sanctuary wholeheartedly."