Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 246 - 244 Buddha Gatling

Chapter 246: Chapter 244 Buddha Gatling

After sorting out the trivial matters, Wen Wen stretched lazily and came out of the Sanctuary.

"It’s also time to tell the Association my identity; otherwise, missing out on that reward wouldn’t be good."

Whistleblowing on the Profane Blood’s division in the Capital District, ultimately leading to the successful eradication of one of the hidden dangers in the Capital District, should bring a considerable reward.

Wen Wen wouldn’t miss out on these benefits due to fear of retaliation from Profane Blood.

Moreover, the most important thing was that if Wen Wen kept hiding his identity, the Hunter Association would inevitably discover it eventually.

It wouldn’t matter if they found out his identity, but it would be bad if they discovered something else.

So, he followed the previous procedure and made another phone call to Ye Haimo, hinting at the reward multiple times during the conversation.

Less than an hour after the call, the doorbell of Wen Wen’s guest room was rung.

"The efficiency of the Hunter Association is indeed impressive."

Wen Wen peered through the peephole and felt a tingling in his scalp.

Standing outside was none other than Yang Sheng, the blond superpower user that Wen Wen had encountered before!

"He better not have figured out that I am Xia Yuhe from the Daming Lakeside; that would be bad..."

Wen Wen steadied his emotions and opened the door, pretending to be puzzled as he asked Yang Sheng, "Who are you? I didn’t order takeout."

Yang Sheng: "..."

He cleared his throat and said, "I am Yang Sheng from the Hunter Headquarters, First Special Action Team, here to deliver your reward for the report on Profane Blood. Please accept it."

"Oh, welcome, please come in."

Wen Wen welcomed Yang Sheng into the room and then asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Yang Sheng waved his hand and said, "No need to trouble yourself, I’ll leave as soon as I’ve completed my task."

Wen Wen was somewhat disappointed; he had wanted to pour him a drink in a Cat-Ear Cup.

Yang Sheng sat up straight and said to Wen Wen, "Since this event is related to you, you have the right to know."

"During this operation, one Upper Sequence superhuman of Profane Blood’s Assimilates, three Mid-Tier Superhumans, and seven Lower Sequence were eliminated, along with nearly a hundred superhuman and monsters below the Assimilation Realm."

"It dealt a significant blow to the arrogance of Profane Blood, but the division’s leader, Corrupt Blood, and several other senior officers, all managed to escape."

Wen Wen nodded; he had known it was unlikely they’d completely eradicate them this time.

"Only the higher-ups, besides me and our team leader, know about your whistleblower identity, but you should still be careful of Profane Blood’s retaliation."

Wen Wen nodded in agreement; if he had been afraid, he wouldn’t have thought of saving people in the first place, let alone take advantage of the situation.

"Moreover, your decision to report directly to the headquarters was correct. This time, within the Yanling City Hunter Association and the Dongshan Province division, spies from Profane Blood were caught."

...

After explaining a lot to Wen Wen, Yang Sheng stood up and said to him, "Finally, this is the reward for this time."

"Your report was very effective, but since you hid your identity during the report and did not participate in the encirclement operations, the reward will be reduced to a certain extent."

Wen Wen expressed understanding; he was aware of the whistleblower regulations within the Hunter Association.

Usually, frontline fighting superpower users would receive the bulk of the total reward, and the act of hiding one’s identity could add some unnecessary risk to the operation, so it was normal to have a reduction.

"Therefore, your reward this time is; two hundred thousand Demon Hunting Coins!"

"Two hundred thousand..."

Wen Wen’s eyes lit up; his entire savings before amounted to only ten thousand Demon Hunting Coins, and with this, it increased twentyfold in one go.

"Two hundred thousand could buy quite a few good things, like that Buddha Gatling... like an itching scratcher... wait, I can’t afford that itching scratcher!"

Wen Wen, suddenly flush with cash, calmed down again when he thought about how he couldn’t even afford a back-scratcher before.

Two hundred thousand Demon Hunting Coins, a fortune for the average Demon Hunter, but probably small change for those of higher Level.

Seeing Wen Wen’s slight disappointment, Yang Sheng quickly added, "Besides the Demon Hunting Coin reward, there’s also a Supernatural Weapon."

He clapped his hands and several men in black clothes walked into Wen Wen’s room carrying two metal cases.

Wen Wen’s eyes were immediately drawn to them, a weapon so big was surely powerful.

Yang Sheng opened one of the cases, revealing a fierce six-barreled machine gun, two sizes larger than a normal Gatling. The thick barrels shimmered with a faint blue lustre, and each bore a strange ancient character while the body of the gun faintly glowed with a golden light.

"This Gatling is..."

"I know, I know, it’s the Buddha Gatling, the six symbols on it are ancient religious True Words, endowed with the power to ward off evil spirits, rotating three thousand six hundred times in a single breath, great mercy, great compassion to save the world!"

Without waiting for Yang Sheng to explain, Wen Wen pounced on it, lovingly fiddling with the giant gun as tall as an average person.

Wait a second, with the Buddha Gatling’s caliber, perhaps it should be classified as a cannon...

Wen Wen had browsed this gun’s information on the Demon Hunter website many times, but never had the money to buy it.

Now the Hunter Association had gifted him one, and Wen Wen was more than satisfied.

Seeing Wen Wen’s happy expression, Yang Sheng let out a sigh of relief.

This weapon had been gathering dust in their First Special Action Team’s armory for a long time, but no one had wanted to use it.

Even when they put it up for sale on the Demon Hunter website at a loss, no one bought it.

First, the gun was simply too big, impractical to use as a weapon.

Second, the gun burned through money like nothing else, it wasn’t a joke that it could spin three thousand six hundred times in a breath—indeed, it could fire three thousand six hundred rounds a minute, and its bullets, albeit not as expensive as Demon Hunting Bullets, were still more than the average person could afford.

But Wen Wen liked this kind of thing; he didn’t care about ammunition consumption, even if it just sat as a decoration, he’d be happy.

After getting it, his previously beloved RPG rocket launcher lost its charm.

"In the other case, there are bullets, once you’ve used these up, you’ll need to buy your own," Yang Sheng said.

Wen Wen, still preoccupied with the gun, didn’t pay much attention to Yang Sheng’s words.

"Right, Detective Wen, there’s something you need to pay attention to," Yang Sheng said, after watching Wen Wen play with the gun for a while.

"What’s that?" Wen Wen casually lifted the massive Gatling as if it were a plastic toy.

"Don’t point the barrel at me..."

Yang Sheng stepped back two paces, feeling a tinge on his scalp. Despite the weapon’s unpopularity, its power was truly explosive, and he, a Mid-Tier Superhuman, wasn’t confident that he could withstand it.

"Alright, sorry," Wen Wen shifted the barrel away and continued to toy with it.

Yang Sheng sighed, feeling that Wen Wen was somewhat difficult to communicate with, "During this rounding up operation, there was involvement from a third-party force, a weird, muscular man in black leather pants. If you get any information on him, remember to tell us."

The memory of that muscular man tenderly calling him ’Brother Yang’ made Yang Sheng’s mouth twitch uncontrollably.

That scene had become a persistent shadow in his heart, hard to dispel...

"Sure, definitely," Wen Wen said, his heart skipping a beat, but he casually brushed it off as if he didn’t care.

"My mission here is done, I wish you a swift rise to become a Ranger, Detective Wen."

"Off you go, off you go," Wen Wen said, still playing with the gun.

Only after Yang Sheng had disappeared did Wen Wen put down the Gatling, his gaze out the window deep and profound.