Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 405 - 403

Chapter 405: 403

That afternoon, the gathering at the Sanctuary came alive again.

The man in the metallic suit presided over the meeting as usual.

One by one, attendees entered the venue—Gong Baoding, Miao Miaomiao, Zhangsun Jing, Feng Ruixing, Heng An, Li Dazhuang, and Wen Wen, who joined the meeting in a philosophical form.

To call it a meeting was somewhat of a misnomer—it was more like a party or gathering, almost akin to a senior activity center, vastly different from what Wen Wen had initially envisioned. It was simply a group of people getting together to eat, drink, and play.

With fine wines, delicacies, and various entertainment props, supported by Feng Ruixing’s finances, this place lacked nothing compared to outside entertainment venues except for live dealers.

But Wen Wen felt this atmosphere was quite pleasant. Battling monsters was tense enough; being too serious now wouldn’t be good.

So, the original plan for the meeting had already been discarded by Wen Wen, who now aimed to turn it into a pub exclusively for Containment Officers, providing a relaxing place for those scattered around the world.

Today was also payday. With the SRS Foundation growing stronger, the Sanctuary’s funds were quite sufficient.

Thanks to the efforts of the Containment Officers, the Sanctuary was growing significantly, and Wen Wen’s collection of monsters and Containment Items was gradually increasing.

So, Wen Wen was no longer stingy with money. The salaries awarded this time were much more substantial; each person’s red envelope was bulky, considerably higher than what they received from the Hunters Association.

However, the Hunters Association’s benefits also included many perks in the Federation cities, such as free food, accommodation, and travel, so it was hard to say which was better.

But with two incomes, the Containment Officers’ lives were much more comfortable than before; from Miao Miaomiao’s attitude toward food, it was clear she had grown disdainful of pickles and tea eggs ...

But even though her salary had doubled, she still frequented the Sanctuary for free meals and drinks because no matter how much she earned, she saved only a small part, donating the rest to the Federation’s animal protection organization.

She, who could transform into any beast, held a deep love for all animals.

Having received their salaries, just as everyone was about to start chatting, the man in the metallic suit clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Fellow Containment Officers, we have a new member in the Sanctuary. Please give them your support," he said.

A new Containment Officer?

Everyone grew curious. They had seen the Sanctuary’s growth, so they were eager to know what this new colleague was like.

As they looked on expectantly, a slim woman in a denim suit, wearing an eagle mask, walked in and fixated her gaze on Zhangsun Jing.

She was a stranger to the others, but Zhangsun Jing, who was leisurely enjoying his drink, immediately spat it out. Despite the difficulty in sensing Qi here, and her wearing a mask, how could he not recognize his own girlfriend?

Xiao Man had also become a Containment Officer and must have recovered her abilities. Would this change their relationship ...

After a brief glance at Zhangsun Jing, Xiao Man looked away and sat far apart from him, engaging warmly with the others.

Zhangsun Jing grew restless while Wen Wen snickered nearby, remembering how he had flaunted his relationship in front of him before.

For this Containment Officer gathering, Wen Wen did not invite Xiong Ying. Despite his strength, Xiong Ying was still too immature, so Wen Wen planned to introduce him to the other Containment Officers after some time.

The most important thing was that if Xiao Man and Xiong Ying both became Containment Officers and appeared in front of Zhangsun Jing, he might start to doubt Wen Wen’s identity.

Although the atmosphere of the gathering was very relaxed, as the number of gatherings increased, the Containment Officers spontaneously formed a procedure for the gathering.

The first item was the exchange of goods. Every Containment Officer had more or less Superpower Material that they couldn’t use. Displaying these materials and exchanging them could achieve the most efficient use.

Whenever this happened, the tycoon Feng Ruixing let everyone witness the power of money. As long as it could be bought with money and no one else wanted it, he would take care of it all...

The next item was to give everyone some time to talk about the difficulties they had encountered on their Superpower journey or share some novel experiences.

This was Wen Wen’s favorite part of the procedure; after each discussion, he could gain some knowledge and solve some doubts.

Although he possessed greater Strength than others, he, unlike other superpower users, hadn’t progressed step by step. The problems they encountered, although not necessarily experienced by Wen Wen, could serve as reminders for himself.

When it was Feng Ruixing’s turn, he cleared his throat. There was generally not much for him to talk about during his turns because his life was all about making money, making money...

But this time, he needed the Containment Officers’ help, so he said to the Containment Officers, "Recently, an unknown superpower user or secret organization has targeted my conglomerate, demanding that I provide them with a sum of money every month, just like a donation to the Sanctuary."

"Although I don’t think they will cause me any serious trouble, I still think it’s necessary to be well-prepared."

Wen Wen’s anger flared up instantly; Feng Ruixing was his accountant, and if someone directly blackmailed Feng Ruixing, weren’t they blackmailing Wen Wen himself?

The other Containment Officers also became incensed in an instant; everyone knew Feng Ruixing was in charge of the finances of the Sanctuary, and blackmailing Feng Ruixing was like stealing the Containment Officers’ salaries!

Even the man in the metallic suit smirked coldly. The Sanctuary was finally improving, and now some unknown upstart dared to come and shake them down?

This wasn’t just about Feng Ruixing; it involved all the Containment Officers. If the monsters were told, they wouldn’t be happy either since it directly affected the quality of their life inside the cells.

"I can’t leave my duties, but I can inform the local Hunters Association to keep an eye on this matter," Gong Baoding said, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I can go and vent your anger for you, but you have to reimburse my travel expenses, meow."

Miao Miaomiao took advantage of Zhangsun Jing being distracted to steal a big shrimp from his plate and stuff it into her mouth, meanwhile rubbing her face on his shirt.

And this intimate gesture was witnessed by Xiao Man, who glared fiercely at Zhangsun Jing, sending a shiver down his spine.

The crowd buzzed with advice for Feng Ruixing, making him very satisfied. Joining the Sanctuary had indeed been the right decision; otherwise, he would have had to simply accept the situation.

But Wen Wen did not want the Containment Officers to step in. Feng Ruixing was the financial director of the Sanctuary, and most of the Containment Officers were also Hunters. Aiding an unknown businessman from afar might attract the attention of the Association.

Wen Wen did not want the Foundation to fall into the eyes of the Hunters Association too soon. Therefore, the man in the metallic suit clapped his hands again; his clapping sounding like two large iron blocks colliding, and it immediately quieted the room down.

"This matter does not need to trouble any of the Containment Officers. ’Black Cross’ will send someone to handle it," he said.

Upon hearing this, Feng Ruixing was overjoyed. What could be more reliable than the big boss directly taking over the matter?

That was the perfect support he had always wanted!