Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 238 - 236: Taking Advantage of a Crisis for Personal Gain

Chapter 238: Chapter 236: Taking Advantage of a Crisis for Personal Gain

Wen Wen placed his hand on the Containment Officer’s badge, and a topographic map with a radius of fifty meters appeared before his eyes.

At this time, the density of superpower users here was much lower than when he last visited.

These superpower users were either fighting with the Hunter Association above or had already sneaked away. Therefore, within this fifty-meter radius, Wen Wen only spotted one Assimilation Realm superpower user.

The Assimilation Realm superpower user guarded a place that contained a large number of items imbued with supernatural power, and those items were disappearing bit by bit, suggesting they were attempting to transport the essence of Profane Blood out.

However, Wen Wen did not plan to provoke that superpower user for now, as he did not have much time to act in this area.

If he got entangled with that superpower user, whether he won or lost, he wouldn’t gain much.

Should the Hunters Association take notice of him, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Of course, Wen Wen could also send a rat over to blow up that superpower user and then take all the treasures.

But that would mean the Catastrophe-Level Expert ’Black Cross’ declaring war on the entity behind Profane Blood. Although there might not be any adverse consequences, Wen Wen had already offended the ’Great Mother,’ so it would be better for this cover identity to avoid trouble.

The main point was that ’Black Cross’ had just shown up in Yanling City after things had calmed down in Furong River City, and he had just arrived in Yanling City from Furong River City...

It would be strange if he was not marked as a target of special attention for acting so conspicuously.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble, and Wen Wen’s expression turned somewhat solemn. He could sense a colossal clash of energy above him. It seemed that a True-order Master of the Assimilation Realm had begun to act.

Speaking of which, a Higher-order Hunter like ’Bing He’ was already very powerful, so just how astonishing might the strength of a True-order Assimilation Realm expert be?

However, this also encouraged Wen Wen somewhat. Since a full-scale battle had broken out above, even if he caused a big commotion, there might not be any sufficiently powerful experts to stop him.

After a brief moment of thought, Wen Wen dashed toward another Disaster-Level qi nearby. There were many ordinary people around that qi, and perhaps there would be some valuable items.

...

At this moment, Liu Yankai was trembling among a group of ordinary people. These people were all core staff members of Lishui Villa, and he was the middle-aged man who had previously reported to the Corrupt Blood, the general manager of Lishui Villa.

He used to have some status in this headquarters. Those monsters, out of respect for Corrupt Blood, would not easily humiliate him.

But now the headquarters was under attack from the Hunters Association, and while those monsters still had a chance to escape, ordinary people like him were no longer of any use.

In front of him stood a bipedal goat Monster claiming to have been sent by the Corrupt Blood to protect Liu Yankai and the others.

The other people still hoped the Monster would take them to a safe place, but Liu Yankai knew they wouldn’t survive the night.

None of the ordinary people here were innocent. The Monsters managed to live in this city without attracting the Hunters Association’s attention, and these staff had contributed to this.

Many Monsters required Blood Nourishment, and they could not go out hunting. Thus, these ordinary employees had to lure humans to them. Over the years, these staff had helped the Monsters trap countless innocent victims.

Yet even so, their status before these Monsters was akin to that of slaves.

Relocating the headquarters was now certain, and the Monsters would not bother to send them away safely. Besides, they knew some information about Profane Blood, so the clear fate the Monster had in store for them carried no suspense.

Even though he knew this all too well, Liu Yankai was powerless. Lacking the ability to change the situation, any sign of rebellion would mean his immediate death!

Soon, the Monster led all thirty plus people into a spacious room. The goat-headed Monster stood at the door watching them, revealing a cruel smile.

Using its strange goat lips, it took a light breath and the oxygen in the room suddenly became scarce, then disappeared completely!

All the employees, including Liu Yankai, started to struggle for breath.

"I’ve thought about many ways to die, but never imagined I’d go out by suffocation," Liu Yankai thought to himself, with self-ridicule.

The first time he had become a dog for a Corrupt Blood out of a will to survive, he knew this day would come.

Without oxygen, everyone’s consciousness began to blur, all showing expressions of despair.

But the goat Monster’s expression grew increasingly ferocious, as it loved nothing more than watching others as they suffocated.

Suddenly, a small pebble hit it on the forehead, causing it to pause its ability and turn to see where the stone had come from.

Liu Yankai and the others seized the opportunity to inhale the air deeply.

Opposite them stood a man dressed in studded leather pants and wrapped in straps across his upper body, a philosopher by appearance. He had a giant sword about twenty centimeters wide slung over his shoulder, making him look almost indistinguishable from the other Monsters at first glance.

This man was none other than the Great Detective Wen.

The goat Monster glared at Wen Wen with its beady green eyes and said coldly, "I am the Oxygen-Sucking Sheep Demon Yao under the esteemed Corrupt Blood’s command. I am carrying out the Corrupt Blood’s task. If you don’t want to die, don’t interfere with me. If you’re after Blood Nourishment, go catch your own."

Then it turned its head back, ready to kill these humans.

But Wen Wen crooked his finger and snapped. He then stretched out his hand toward the Oxygen-Sucking Sheep Demon Yao, and a stream of dark green acid sprayed out.

The Oxygen-Sucking Sheep Demon Yao dodged the acid with ease and turned its head back, glaring furiously at Wen Wen. Its goat head bore an expression of pure savagery.

"Are you asking for death... wait, I’ve never seen you before. Who are you?"

Wen Wen stepped back and spoke with the tone of a philosopher, "I was raised beneath the banner of the Federation, burdened with the responsibility of making the Federation prosperous. I’ve heard that you Profane Blood commit wanton slaughter, so for the harmony of society and the progress of the people..."

The Oxygen-Sucking Sheep Demon Yao opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and roared, "Get to the point!"

"Alright, to put it more simply, I’m an invader!"

Wen Wen chuckled, then set down the giant sword he was carrying on his shoulder and looked at the Oxygen-Sucking Sheep Demon Yao with a smile.

The Sheep Demon Yao’s eyes narrowed as all the hair on its body bristled, sensing an immense threat from Wen Wen!

It was acutely aware that outside, other Corrupt Bloods and their ilk were battling the Demon Hunters, and the appearance of an intruder whose strength was obscured at this time meant something significant.

"Stop squinting your eyes—the smaller they get, the less you’ll be able to see. Yours are already smaller than mine; squint more and they’ll disappear."

To comment on someone else’s small eyes gave Wen Wen a unique pleasure. Such enemies were hard to find.

The Sheep Demon Yao threatened, "I am stronger than I look. If you retreat now, I won’t make things difficult for you."

As it spoke these words of conciliation, it took in a breath secretly. Nearly in an instant, Wen Wen felt the surrounding air thin, becoming slightly difficult to breathe.

Even with the robust constitution of a great philosopher, one still needed to breathe.

But Wen Wen wasn’t particularly worried. Being such a powerful figure, he would survive a long time even without oxygen.

So, in a calm and composed manner, he snapped his fingers with his left hand, producing a pink cat-eared water bottle that had already been filled with water.

He then gave it a casual shake or two, opened it, and inside was now a pale blue liquid.

It was liquid oxygen!