Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 291 - 289 Letting Go

Chapter 291: Chapter 289 Letting Go

Although he already knew what was behind it, Wen Wen still moved his father’s photo aside and looked at the photo behind it.

Just as he had expected, that photo showed a bloody room with several corpses lying on the floor in a tragic state.

In the middle of the room, a young man knelt in a pool of blood, holding a deceased woman in his arms, his eyes empty and lifeless...

No one had actually seen this scene; it was constructed by the investigators of the Association based on their findings, with some inaccuracies, but it still delivered a huge shock to Wen Wen.

"Heh, hehehe..."

Wen Wen laughed strangely, and after laughing, he started to cry.

He wanted to put his fingers in his mouth to chew on them, wanted to tear at his own flesh, but in the end, he did not do so. It was a bad habit that had been taken away by Wen Li, and he didn’t want to pick it up again.

After repeating this several times, Wen Wen’s emotions gradually calmed down, his eyes no longer as pained, instead showing some sense of relief.

If it had been the Wen Wen from before he met Wen Li, he might have lost control by now, or done something irrational.

But after he parted ways with Wen Li completely, it was as though he and his craziest side had gone their separate ways; even though he was still a pervert, he was no longer in danger of going mad at any moment.

After regaining his composure, Wen Wen looked at the suspects, all of whom were shrouded in a faint layer of frenzy.

The husband, sister, and that customer only had a simple red aura around them, but the photographer’s frenzy was slightly different, occasionally revealing a woman’s face...

"I had intended to investigate properly, but now I’m out of the mood; the situation is already clear, there is only one truth—the killer is you..."

Wen Wen took out a rope and tied up the photographer, unusually refraining from using extra-legal punishment, and patiently waited for the scene to end.

The frenzy revealed a person’s most essential display of madness; people enshrouded by frenzy would have the faces of those they murdered in their dying moments of madness surface on them.

So there was no need to investigate further to know who the murderer was.

After waiting for a few minutes, the transitional animation officially began.

In the animation, the victim was arguing with the photography studio.

The photographer, having gambled away his fortune, had been demanding money from the victim and threatening to reveal their relationship to the shop owner if he didn’t pay up.

After repeated demands, the victim finally couldn’t bear it anymore, refused, and threatened to call the police if he continued to extort her.

The enraged photographer pushed the victim down the stairs.

Two days before the victim’s death, her husband found out about her sordid affair with the photographer, so he secretly replaced her fast-acting heart pills with sugar pills.

The sister, who seemed hostile to her elder sister over an inheritance dispute, turned out to be the one most heartbroken after the victim’s death...

Ding...

The machine turned on, and even before the effects of the hypnosis gas had dissipated, Wen Wen stood up with red eyes, an intense aura wrapped around him.

The two judges watched Wen Wen nervously; in the small compartments on both sides of the room, superpower users lay in ambush, ready to subdue Wen Wen should he go berserk.

But Wen Wen didn’t explode; instead, he sighed and walked up to the two judges.

"Give me a copy of those photos, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen them," he said.

"Oh, alright."

The tense female judge handed a stack of photos to Wen Wen and breathed a sigh of relief.

This assessment was not only difficult for Wen Wen to bear, but actually, the evaluators also faced life-threatening risks since she was just an ordinary person.

After receiving the photos, Wen Wen didn’t even look at them before putting them into her bag, then she left the test room straight away.

After Wen Wen left, the two evaluators looked at each other and smiled. Although Wen Wen seemed like a ticking time bomb, she eventually did not explode. As long as she did not explode, she qualified to become a Ranger.

It’s normal to get angry over such things, everyone would.

But if one loses their sanity out of anger, then they are not the Rangers that the Hunter Association needs.

After Wen Wen left, the female evaluator wrote down her assessment of Wen Wen.

’Estimated to have a Sanity Value above ninety under normal circumstances, in the face of specific stimuli, the Sanity Value fluctuates between sixty and seventy—Additionally, this Demon Hunter is likely to be resistant to supernatural Contamination because she is a source of Contamination herself.’

Wen Wen walked out of the building where the tests were conducted and exhaled deeply upon seeing the sunlight outside.

When she saw those photos, she really was about to explode, but in the end, she held back, or perhaps she finally managed to confront her own demons.

She had been avoiding facing this issue, but if one does not confront psychological trauma head-on, it will persist and deepen, gradually festering.

Now Wen Wen’s trauma had begun to heal, so at this moment, with the sunlight shining on her face, she felt reborn...

Guided by a Supporter, Wen Wen arrived at a hall where Demon Hunters who had passed the previous two assessments were sparsely seated, and apart from anomalies like Miao Miaomiao who hadn’t seen those photos at all, most of the superpower users’ expressions didn’t look too good.

Even though they did not have severe psychological trauma like Wen Wen, the Hunters Association would replace the final photograph with something that had strong mental Contamination.

The entire second assessment experience was the same for everyone, only the last photo was different for each person, tailored to cause the greatest mental stimulus to the participating Demon Hunters.

Wen Wen found a chair and sat down, staring at the ceiling, not thinking about anything while waiting for the next assessment to begin.

After about two hours, someone slumped down next to Wen Wen, and without looking, Wen Wen knew it was Chu Wei.

A smile played at the corners of his mouth as he surveyed the room full of downcast Demon Hunters, his face gleaming with schadenfreude.

Wen Wen looked at Chu Wei in surprise and said, "How can you seem so happy? This perverted assessment shouldn’t leave you in a good mood."

Chu Wei revealed a smile akin to an enlightened monk, "What is there left for someone who has died countless times to worry about?"

He was flustered dealing with those scenarios, but when it came time to look at the photos, he wasn’t greatly affected.

In fact, his Sanity Value was among the highest of all the participating Demon Hunters.

Then he looked at Wen Wen with ill intentions and said, "What did you encounter to be so downcast? Share it with me, make my day."

Since he couldn’t die, he wasn’t afraid of enraging Wen Wen at all.

Wen Wen gave him a long look, then sighed and said, "In that Virtual Space, I saw the true face of ’Biluochun Scroll’."

"How was it, as beautiful as a celestial?" Chu Wei asked expectantly.

Wen Wen scanned the hall and found a cleaning lady. He covertly pointed at her and said, "About her age, a bit overweight, and quite ugly..."

Chu Wei’s smile froze, becoming slightly rigid as he said to Wen Wen, "I don’t believe you, you must be lying to me!"

"Heh..."

With a cold snort, Wen Wen said, "If I’m lying, may I face that five-speed electric fan right in front of you, and I’ll even throw in a cactus."

Chu Wei: "..."