Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 547 - 545: Absurd Words

Chapter 547: Chapter 545: Absurd Words

After entering the Alternate Space, Wen Wen’s Inspiration was severely restricted and barely served any purpose.

Fortunately, the Shark Warrior’s five senses were quite sharp. Although not comparable to a vampire of the same Level, he was still considered among the top-tier.

Listening to the sounds of battling inside the hotel, Wen Wen’s lips slowly curled into a smile, as things seemed to be getting interesting.

Honestly, Wen Wen hadn’t been very motivated before, because to him, the old hotel was nothing more than an easy level, just a checkpoint to breeze through.

He felt like a max-level player while the superpower users in the hotel were just novices who had just started the game.

Now, Wen Wen had suddenly been transferred to another space, with new forces getting involved, making things much more interesting.

It might not have turned into hard mode, but it could at least be considered normal difficulty now, so Wen Wen wouldn’t find it boring.

The old hotel had been as still as stagnant water; any action from Wen Wen would catch attention. But now that the waters were muddied, Wen Wen could take the opportunity to stir up some trouble.

He hoped to find something interesting.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Wen Wen felt a chill; the corridor had stretched at least tenfold in length and widened by four or five times.

But the number of rooms had increased compared to before, giving an odd sense of spatial disorientation.

"It seems this space is different from the outside...."

"Whenever a supernatural attack occurs, superpower users are transferred to this space, is it to prevent the conflicts between the superpower users from affecting the normal operations of the old hotel?"

Before Wen Wen could finish his thoughts, he heard a loud thump. A short figure flew past Wen Wen in reverse and smashed into the wall.

The figure stood up, vomited blood, and it was the Bucktooth Security Guard from the first floor.

Chai Yun’s dormitory was on the first floor, so running into him here was normal, but why was he flying backward?

And considering the force with which he hit the wall, a normal wall would have been punctured by now, but this wall only shook slightly and dropped some dust.

"Who are you, and why are you here... Where is Chai Yun?"

The Bucktooth Security Guard looked at Wen Wen warily. Wen Wen’s black robe was very conspicuous; if he were a regular hotel guest, the guard would definitely recognize him, so Wen Wen must be a third party, outside of the attackers!

"Seeing me come out, his first reaction is the safety of Chai Yun. Maybe he isn’t as fierce as he looks."

Wen Wen didn’t respond to the Bucktooth Security Guard, but instead pressed his finger against the wall, using some effort to make a shallow dent.

Not only had the space expanded here but the hotel itself had also become much tougher.

"Gagaga, another one. Are you an accomplice of this freak as well?"

A Clown wearing colorful clothes and comically standing on a seventy-centimeter diameter ball appeared in front of Wen Wen.

This Clown’s outfit was the typical kind found in circuses, with his face painted white and lips and eyeshadow streaked with red paint, green frizzy hair.

In a circus, he could make people laugh; in a horror movie, he could make children cry. Apparently, he was the one who had launched the Bucktooth Security Guard into the air, one of the superpower users attacking the hotel.

Between the Clown’s fingers were sharp darts, his face sporting a twisted, ferocious smile.

"Speaking of freaks... you’re not much better looking than him, but I don’t want to interfere in your fight, I’m just passing by."

Wen Wen stepped back, giving way to the Clown.

This Clown was an Assimilation Realm superpower user, much stronger than the bucktooth security guard; he must have been a member of some secret organization.

Wen Wen hadn’t figured out the situation yet, so he didn’t want to make a move.

Moreover, to Wen Wen, the conflict between this gang and the old hostel seemed nothing more than a dog-eat-dog fight; regardless of which side won, it would have no impact on Wen Wen.

Although Wen Wen was willing to step aside, the Clown was not willing to ignore him. He bared his charred teeth and asked Wen Wen, "Kid, have you ever seen a bald guy with a barcode tattooed on his head?"

A barcode on the bald head...

Wen Wen narrowed his eyes slightly; it seemed that this gang was here for that bald guy living on the third floor.

Wen Wen had noticed earlier that the bald guy seemed to be holding something very important and was extremely vigilant.

Now that there was a superpower user from a secret organization directly assaulting the old hostel for that bald man, it seemed he must have something valuable.

Thus, Wen Wen casually said, "I’ve never seen any bald guy..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a dart was thrust directly at Wen Wen’s forehead which he caught between two fingers.

"Since you don’t know, you might as well die." The Clown laughed wildly, jumped down from the colorful ball, and then fiercely kicked it, sending the enormous ball hurtling toward Wen Wen.

Wen Wen easily dodged by leaping backward; after the ball hit the wall, it bounced back toward him.

"After rebounding, it can accurately chase me... this guy’s math must be really good."

After dodging several times, Wen Wen noticed that the speed of the ball was increasing, and the Clown kept throwing darts at him, making it increasingly difficult for Wen Wen to dodge.

This space greatly suppressed Wen Wen’s strength; if he wanted to utilize his full power, the first thing to do was to completely destroy this place.

And because the Clown’s original strength was not strong, he wasn’t greatly affected by this space.

Since he couldn’t dodge, Wen Wen simply stopped trying to; he flexed his right hand, muscle bulging, and punched the ball.

When it collided with Wen Wen’s fist, the ball, which seemed rubbery, unexpectedly made a sound like metal clashing.

And it wasn’t light; it reminded one of a wrecking ball used in demolitions, no wonder the bucktooth security guard looked like he was about to die after being launched by it.

Even if an elephant were struck by it, it would not escape the fate of having its bones shattered.

But Wen Wen’s punch was stronger; after the loud noise, the ball lost control and was sent flying back onto the Clown.

The ball weakened midway and by the time it hit the Clown’s stomach, it had become just a regular bouncy ball.

Wen Wen gently rubbed his fist, intrigue on his face as he said, "This ball... is quite interesting."

The Clown was unhurt, but he had never encountered anyone who could send his ball flying back at him head-on, causing his attitude to change immediately.

"You’re not with this hostel, right? This matter is a private affair of the ’Absurd Words’ and has nothing to do with you..."

Wen Wen raised an eyebrow, then, as if he had spotted some rare species, asked, "Absurd Words, that secret organization that worships the Evil God ’God of Mischief’?"

The Clown nodded condescendingly, believing that now the man was aware of their revered name, he would know better and withdraw.

Little did he know, Wen Wen immediately put on a disdainful expression and said, "So it’s just a ragtag group... what a letdown."