Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 280 - 278: Heng An’s Abilities

Chapter 280: Chapter 278: Heng An’s Abilities

Wen Wen sat in the rocking chair, with the huge Magic Mirror floating in mid-air, displaying some interesting content.

The Magic Mirror’s ability was not very useful for superpower users, since there was a ninety-nine percent chance of being caught when using it, but ordinary people had no means to detect the eyeball composed entirely of Supernatural Power.

At most, some individuals with keen senses might feel as though they were being watched, so Wen Wen used the Magic Mirror to view whatever he wanted without any restraint.

Don’t get any wrong ideas; Wen Wen was merely watching things everyone wanted to see but couldn’t—definitely nothing inappropriate for children.

For instance, whether certain celebrities had really divorced, the truth behind certain disputes, whether a restaurant’s kitchen was clean...

Wen Wen was a detective concerned with the facts, definitely without any unhealthy obsessions, and he certainly wouldn’t use this ability for anything improper.

When Wen Wen sensed Feng Ruixing walking this way, he immediately changed the content on the Magic Mirror to a beautiful landscape at an extremely rapid speed. His intense heartbeat suddenly calmed, and his facial expression became as serene as a light breeze and soft clouds.

"There hasn’t been a shortage of supplies at the Sanctuary lately, you’re doing well," Wen Wen said earnestly.

Feng Ruixing bowed slightly, replying, "It’s my duty."

Next, Feng Ruixing gave Wen Wen a report on the current status of the SRS Foundation, and after listening, Wen Wen said to him, "Do you have some time recently? I have a task for you."

Feng Ruixing smiled slightly and said, "If it were someone else, I would definitely not have time, but for a task assigned by you, I will make time no matter how busy I am."

"Then good, I need you to get to Qianhe City before midnight tomorrow night, enter the Gray Mist Layer in front of Qianda Plaza, and find a shadow with peculiar behavior to bring into the real world."

"What is the Gray Mist Layer... how do I bring it into the real world?" Feng Ruixing asked, startled.

In the world of Superpower, Feng Ruixing was basically a novice who knew almost nothing, even less than Heng An.

Wen Wen paused for a second before answering, "Go ask the Central Administrator of the Disaster Area, he will answer your questions. Additionally, learn some common knowledge about the superpower world from him."

The persona he had set for himself was that of a behind-the-scenes big boss, and as the big boss, he couldn’t answer every question himself; it was important to remain aloof to maintain his persona.

Feng Ruixing nodded his understanding and was about to leave the cell when Wen Wen suddenly asked, "By the way, is it possible for the Foundation to arrange an identity for an undocumented person?"

"A completely flawless identity is impossible, but an identity for normal life, no problem," Feng Ruixing thought for a moment before answering.

Wen Wen nodded slightly, "Alright, I understand."

Some things were much easier for a wealthy benefactor like Feng Ruixing to do than for Wen Wen.

Seeing that Wen Wen had no further questions, Feng Ruixing left the cell to find the man in the metal suit.

Since he was close to Qianhe City and had his own private jet, time was not an issue. It was more important to go and get a grasp of the situation first.

After he left, Wen Wen immediately sealed the cell, hiding any events inside from view, and then the Magic Mirror gradually lit up again...

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"Thank you for your guidance, I have learned a great deal this time,"

Feng Ruixing stood up from the ground and bowed to the man in the metal suit.

Then, checking that he still had time, he turned to Heng An, who was looking on eagerly, and said, "Didn’t you say you wanted to spar before? I’ve actually never fought other superpower users either. Let’s just go until one of us acknowledges defeat."

"Alright, alright," Heng An placed both fists in front of him, standing in a combat-ready stance like a boxer.

Seeing Heng An’s posture, Feng Ruixing scoffed disdainfully. What kind of superpower user resorts to boxing in a fight?

He had spent two thousand yuan to acquire Master Huang’s skills and then, striking a series of showy poses, he said, "Overcome the straight with the cross, attack the strong with the weak. Like a fierce beast pouncing on its prey with tiger claws, or the wingbeats of a crane striking the sky. Majestically like a five-clawed golden dragon, serenely like an old monk in meditation. The marvel of mystical transformation, this is the Tiger-Crane Dual Form!"

The metal-suit man, having listened to Feng Ruixing’s endless chatter, simply waved a small flag and said, "Begin!"

Feng Ruixing, agile and swift, charged towards Heng An. To avoid any mishap, he had spent another five thousand yuan to enhance his physique.

He easily grabbed Heng An’s hand, about to land a punch on Heng An’s stomach, only to find himself suddenly powerless, as if all the abilities he bought with money had just vanished.

Right after that, he was hit by a straight punch from Heng An on the cheek, staggered back a few steps, nearly losing consciousness. Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand up again, and then spent money for Master Ye’s skills.

"Combining attack and defense, the sun-character charging punch, watch my Wing Chun, Feng..."

Bang!

He was hit by another punch from Heng An on the other cheek, this time his face was symmetrical.

After two punches, he sat on the ground in a daze and looked at Heng An, saying, "What... just happened?"

"It must have been my ability taking effect. My power is a bit different from typical superpower users."

Seeing himself knock down a superpower user with only two punches, Heng An was also incredulous. The metal-suit man always said that few at the same level could beat him, and Heng An had always taken that for mere flattery.

But unexpectedly, the fight turned out to be incredibly easy for him to win.

"What’s your ability? It hurts like hell," Feng Ruixing complained as he got up from the ground, holding his cheek.

He had encountered many superpower users stronger than himself, so he didn’t feel humiliated by his defeat; after all, he wasn’t a man of petty grievances.

Heng An didn’t hide his secret and explained directly, "My blood can dissolve Supernatural Power. So I don’t have those cool-looking powers, but I can neutralize superpower abilities of the same level as mine, and greatly reduce the powers of those at higher levels."

"That’s practically a divine skill, okay? So much more powerful than my ability... all I can do is make money..."

Heng An shook his head. Only he knew the true nature of his own situation, much like how only the drinker knows the temperature of the water they drink.

Sure, his ability was unbeatable against other superpower users, but against ordinary people or naturally strong monsters, it turned out to be almost useless.

Driven by Feng Ruixing’s approach, the two of them got into a conversation quite naturally. As a seasoned businessman, Feng Ruixing could easily converse back and forth with anyone.

Plus, he had a hunch that Heng An was likely the unregistered individual without identity Wen Wen had mentioned, and they would probably have dealings in the future, so it was essential to build a good relationship now.

Upon returning from the Sanctuary, he immediately had his driver prepare the car to head to Qianhe City ahead of schedule, while his beautiful secretary kept stealing glances at him.

Feng Ruixing said irritably, "What are you looking at? Is it wrong for your boss to get hit? Later, when we go to Qianhe City for business, you’ll see how I’ll deal with you."

The secretary rolled her eyes at him, made a silly face, and, clutching a stack of documents, ran off with a clatter of her heels.

Feng Ruixing shouted, "I’m telling you, Feng Ruimei, in other people’s companies the secretary who dares to do this to their boss would have been packing their bags home already!"