Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 397 - 395: Father and Son

Chapter 397: Chapter 395: Father and Son

·Before meeting Wen Rui, Wen Wen had imagined many scenarios of a father-son reunion.

Wen Rui is coerced into joining the Evil Organization, and he rescues him;

Wen Rui loses his memory, and Wen Wen awakens it;

Wen Rui carries deep grudges and important missions, and Wen Wen helps him accomplish what he wants to do...

Wen Wen had thought of countless possibilities, but all those thoughts disappeared the moment he saw Wen Rui. Wen Wen was somewhat at a loss, even feeling the urge to back away!

After hesitating for a little while, Wen Wen still decided to conceal his identity first and then probe Wen Rui’s words, deciding how to face him based on the assessment of the situation.

If he recognized him as his father directly, Wen Wen might not see the real Wen Rui.

"You must be Wen Rui, right? Someone entrusted me to investigate you. You’ve been missing for nine years. What have you been doing during this time?"

Wen Rui looked at Wen Wen calmly as if he had already seen through everything, "According to the records... why pretend not to know each other? But not revealing one’s identity first in this situation can also be considered a result of your education, I guess."

Wen Wen felt a shiver in his heart, his first reaction was to think that he indeed was Wen Wen, this meant he hadn’t lost his memory!

Now that his identity was exposed, there was no point in hiding it anymore. It would be better to confront him directly, "I..."

Just as Wen Wen was about to speak, Qiao Kun, whom Wen Rui had saved, stood behind Wen Rui and pointed at Wen Wen, tattling, "Dr. Wen, it’s him!... He’s the one who caused chaos in the museum and tortured me into this state. You must help me kill him, or my father..."

Listening to Qiao Kun’s clamor, Wen Rui felt annoyed, so he extended his hand, gave a slight twist, and Qiao Kun’s head was enveloped by an invisible force, turning along with his hand. After a "crack" sound, the head completed a full rotation and returned to its original position!

Qiao Kun collapsed to the ground, looking weakly at Wen Rui with eyes full of bewilderment, not understanding why the person who came to rescue him suddenly turned against him.

This sudden act of murder made Wen Wen, who was ready to disclose his identity, choke back his words. Was this man, who would kill at the slightest disagreement, truly his father?

"You were supposed to rescue him, why did you kill him?"

Wen Wen said tensely, his muscles tight. Even if the person in front of him was his father, Wen Wen felt no sense of security. He could not gauge Wen Rui’s strength, and without the Sanctuary’s presence, Wen Wen wasn’t sure he could escape from his hands.

Wen Rui said to Wen Wen as if it were the most natural thing, "Because this is the best outcome for him. Causing such losses to the Scholar Association, someone must be punished, and this punishment can only be accepted by him. Now, death has made it easier for him."

"On the way here, I had a discussion with Professor Qiao. He asked me to take care of his unworthy son for him."

Wen Wen didn’t know how to respond, but the extreme indifference within the father-son relationship in this mysterious organization sent chills to the bottom of his heart.

And this man before him, was he like that unseen Professor Qiao?

Seeing that Wen Wen remained silent, Wen Rui casually stroked his hair and said, "Now to answer your question, during these nine years, I have been studying."

"Studying? Just studying?" Wen Wen asked, gritting his teeth.

"Yes, studying,"

Wen Rui found a bench by the roadside and sat down, speaking to Wen Wen naturally, "Studying the Exotic Texts, the human soul, Superpower, and all the mysteries of this world. I really hope you can study with me; you should have great potential."

"Did you know that your wife died seven years ago?" Wen Wen asked, suppressing his anger.

Wen Rui placed his hand on the back of the chair, looking at Wen Wen in a very relaxed posture and said, "Of course, I know. But at that time, I was immersed in researching the Necronomicon and had no time to go out, so I sent some funds to ensure she was properly buried."

Is that all it takes?

If it weren’t for the creation of the Staff of Frenzy, Wen Wen might have already lost control by now. However, internally he felt like his world was turned upside down, yet he didn’t show even the slightest bit of it.

Now he had completely lost hope in Wen Rui. Qiao Kun called him Dr. Wen, and with his strength, he must be in a relatively high position within that so-called ’Scholar Association’.

Someone like him shouldn’t be too restricted in his actions, and it could be seen from his current attitude that his nine-year absence was entirely his own decision!

What Wen Wen couldn’t stand the most was the indifferent manner Wen Rui spoke of his mother, as if the deceased was someone insignificant.

Now Wen Wen somewhat regretted chasing down these clues. Sometimes, the truth is more hurtful.

Wen Rui patted the empty space beside him on the chair and said, "As your father, I’m curious about how you have acquired your current strength. We haven’t seen each other for nine years, why don’t we have a good chat?"

"I... am not your son!"

Seeing that what Wen Rui cared about the most was his abilities, and not his life, Wen Wen’s full well of resentment suddenly disappeared.

At this moment in Wen Wen’s heart, the father he knew had died in the car accident, and the person sitting in front of him now was just someone with the same appearance and memories, but a different person altogether.

The questioning can end here. Continuing would only add to Wen Wen’s sorrow.

"By rights, you should not possess..."

Wen Rui was about to continue when Wen Wen removed his cloak, revealing his true face.

Jet-black skin, eyes the color of salted duck egg yolks, teeth jagged like saw blades – this was not his son, not even a human!

For the first time, Wen Rui’s face showed astonishment, no longer as composed as before, "Strange, the only one who would ask me those questions should be Wen Wen. Who are you, exactly?"

He was one hundred percent sure that the person in front of him was Wen Wen, but upon seeing the face, he overturned his own thoughts.

After Wen Wen joined the Hunters Association, Wen Rui had once secretly observed Wen Wen during his spare time, taking note of Wen Wen’s qi.

The qi of the person before him was similar to Wen Wen’s, yet there were subtle differences, and his body did not possess the familial legacy of Frenzy.

His prior assumptions led Wen Rui to a wrongful judgment about Wen Wen’s identity, the first mistake of its kind in many years.

But what he did not know was that the difference in qi was because Wen Wen was using a different constitution, and the lack of Frenzy was due to all the frenzy being stored within the staff!

"I told you, I am only here on someone else’s behalf, to investigate you," Wen Wen said.

Seeing that Wen Rui was mistaken in his judgment, Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Not being recognized was for the best; he did not want to acknowledge this father who had changed so much as his parent.

Simply standing next to him made Wen Wen feel disgusted!