Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 539 - 537: The Life of the Rich

Chapter 539: Chapter 537: The Life of the Rich

Li Dazhuang discovered through investigation that this monster called Ghost Barber was actually just somewhat mischievous.

He had worked in that hair salon for a long time but had never harmed anyone, and the hair growth secret he recommended did indeed work... though it was a bit expensive.

After considering everything, Li Dazhuang sternly taught the Ghost Barber a lesson and found it another job.

This job was at a barber shop next to a hospital, specifically for shaving patients’ heads...

Wen Wen was very satisfied with Li Dazhuang’s handling of the situation, and no oversight was found throughout the entire task.

Therefore, Wen Wen decided to set up similar Surveillance Points in other cities where Containment Officers were active.

The first Surveillance Point was chosen by Wen Wen to be in Southern Xiangnan City, where Feng Ruixing was located, in the building that housed the headquarters of the SRS Foundation.

This place was an important resource storage for the Association and also a major source of its economy, yet it lacked sufficient Strength to guard it.

Therefore, Wen Wen prepared to send Weisu to the Southern Xiangnan Province to build a Surveillance Point and stay there under Feng Ruixing’s command afterward.

Weisu had the ability to materialize fantasy weapons, and his strength was considered decent among the superpower users in the Mastery Realm.

This young man’s will wasn’t very strong; he was captured a few days before Wu Wang, who still showed no signs of submitting, whereas Weisu had already complied with Wen Wen’s orders.

Sending him to Feng Ruixing meant that he wouldn’t dare disobey Feng Ruixing’s orders.

It’s worth mentioning that after completing the task, Li Dazhuang sold several bottles of "Special Hair Growth Solution" at the Sanctuary shop.

No matter how long the skin had been bald, when this hair growth solution was applied, thick hair would grow.

Curious, Wen Wen tried some of the hair growth solution on a bald prison guard’s head and watched as thick hair quickly grew out of his scalp.

Thus, Wen Wen left only two bottles for the Sanctuary shop and bought the rest himself, planning to sell them at a high price to Ding Mingguang...

It’s a pity that such a product couldn’t be replicated with the Cat-Ear Cup, otherwise it definitely would have a wide market.

The Cat-Ear Cup could only produce liquids that didn’t have supernatural properties; it couldn’t produce things like liquid metals either.

For high-energy liquids like liquid oxygen or liquid nitrogen, it required a period of rest after producing them once.

Ordinary drinks like alcohol could be produced indefinitely, but Wen Wen himself had a psychological barrier and couldn’t bring himself to drink them...

...

Listening to the corporate employee reporting at the desk, Feng Ruixing nodded occasionally.

He actually wasn’t listening to what the other party was saying, but was instead contemplating the future development direction of the SRS Foundation.

Nodding was just to motivate the employee, who might think that he had earned his boss’s approval and might even prepare a few nice dishes to celebrate at home...

Now the Ruixing Group was completely dominated by Feng Ruixing; just a few days ago, he had managed to send the last executive, who had disagreed with him, to oversee matters in the Aifei Region.

The joys of the wealthy were just like this—plain and mundane, yet boring.

During this time, Feng Ruixing had already focused more of his energy on the SRS Foundation.

Thus, he didn’t have much time to deal with the company’s intricate affairs, which was why he needed greater authority to ensure that all his decisions were smoothly implemented.

Since he had already boarded the Sanctuary’s "ship of thieves," Feng Ruixing must devote himself entirely to the service of the Sanctuary.

He was very clear that, in this world fundamentally governed by supernatural powers, relying on the Foundation of the Sanctuary was the real capital for securing his status and settling down.

The Ruixing Group’s size may be vast, but it’s ultimately just a good-looking illusion, unable to withstand any real challenge.

Therefore, he had recently begun transitioning some of the Group’s special operations into the Foundation bit by bit.

Food, pharmaceuticals, security, collectibles...

The Foundation’s business scope was extensive and each industry sector was considerably large; with the resources and wealth accumulated, it could support the operation of the Sanctuary for a very long time.

Everything was going smoothly, except that his boss was somewhat unreliable.

Apart from hearing his reports a few times, he hadn’t even visited the Foundation once, trusting Feng Ruixing completely and allowing him to develop freely.

This freedom, though substantial, also made him feel undervalued.

Glancing at his expensive Rolex watch, Feng Ruixing had the employee leave his office before swiveling his chair to look behind him.

A man in a black leather jacket had jumped through the window — it was Heng An.

"This is the nineteenth floor, you know. If you were to slip and fall, I’m not taking responsibility..." Feng Ruixing rolled his eyes as he spoke to Heng An.

Heng An just smiled without responding; he had climbed down from the twentieth floor, and such maneuvers were easy for him.

After some casual chatting, Feng Ruixing began to vent his frustrations to Heng An.

"You know, this boss of ours always gives me these bizarre tasks. He even had me help a prisoner from the Sanctuary sell collectibles!"

Heng An retorted, "But that collectible was quite nice. I wanted one too, just couldn’t afford it."

Feng Ruixing fell silent, conceding that the quality of the collectibles was indeed very good.

With just a few finished products, the Foundation had become a leading manufacturer in the industry...

Master Xu Hai personally crafted figure was even able to fetch sky-high prices, higher than the price of the watch Feng Ruixing was wearing. He wondered where all these wealthy otakus came from.

Feng Ruixing then changed the subject, "Collectibles aside, I just received a message about a prisoner who can draw comics. They want me to simply operate around it..."

"Can operations be that straightforward? The Foundation’s business scope doesn’t even relate to that industry..."

"Why not just buy a comic company then!"

Heng An’s mouth twitched, "So you buy a company just for that... is this the joy of being rich?"

Feng Ruixing shook his head, "No, the joys of the wealthy are beyond your imagination."

Although Feng Ruixing was full of complaints, he was actually quite satisfied with the Sanctuary.

The last time he was extorted by Ben Bo’er and Bapoer, two Fishmen, it was the Sanctuary that came forward and resolved it, reportedly even taking down the opposition’s branch.

The once-prominent Profane Blood in the Capital District had lately vanished. Even some of their active members couldn’t contact their superiors.

However, with the decline of Profane Blood, some previously unknown small secret organizations had become active, making the situation even more chaotic.

Lately, Heng An had been tracking these newly emerging secret organizations and had already captured four members from different secret groups so far.

In this process, Feng Ruixing also used his wealth forcefully, so half of the monsters Heng An captured were given to Feng Ruixing.

After confining two monsters in the Sanctuary, Feng Ruixing’s strength had significantly increased.

Having tasted success, he was currently trying to gather information on nearby monsters, planning to target a weaker monster to test his financial capabilities...