Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 556 - 554: Searching for the Crystal

Chapter 556: Chapter 554: Searching for the Crystal

After chuckling a few times, Barcode turned and ran.

Wen Wen’s eyes narrowed slightly as he shot several Water Pokers at him, but unexpectedly, Barcode dodged them all.

The Water Pokers shot by Wen Wen were at least equivalent to a normal attack from a Disaster Level monster, yet Barcode, merely a superpower user in the Mastery Realm, managed to evade all these attacks.

His strength and speed were actually not outstanding, but it seemed he could predict Wen Wen’s attacks, thus smoothly dodging them.

Wen Wen snorted coldly, pulled a weapon from his cloak, and said coldly to Barcode, "If you run again, don’t blame me for being rude."

"Heh heh, not running would be foolish... okay, stop, big guy, hold on, I won’t run anymore, don’t shoot."

Barcode looked back and was so frightened that he immediately stopped in his tracks.

Wen Wen, that guy, was actually holding a golden Gatling in one hand!

He could analyze and preemptively dodge the pokers shot by Wen Wen, but how could he predict something as straightforward and brute as a Gatling?

Barcode sulkily walked over to Wen Wen’s side and said, "The Sword Qi Crystal is not on me; you’ll get nothing by killing me. I can lead you to it, but you have to sign a contract with me, promising to let me go after you get it."

Wen Wen took a deep breath and said, "Okay..."

Barcode then led Wen Wen around Baoya City’s post office and several courier service locations in the downtown area, dashing around searching for about an hour.

Wen Wen, who had been following right behind, finally couldn’t help but ask, "You’re not just leading me around to waste time, are you?"

"Don’t worry, we’re almost there."

Barcode said proudly, "I’m someone who fears death, and if I were captured and tortured, I’d definitely spill everything."

"But I’d rather die than let Absurd Words get their hands on the Sword Qi Crystal, so I thought of a rather foolish method."

"I specifically found a local thug and had him randomly mail the package containing the Sword Qi Crystal to anyone in Baoya City at a random time."

"Then I had him remember a few specific details about the package and engraved it next to the barcode on my head, and then I killed him."

"I have never looked at the information myself, and only I know how to interpret it."

"Once I’m caught by Absurd Words, that barcode will disappear, and even if I change my mind and want to use the Sword Qi Crystal to save my life, I won’t be able to."

Wen Wen looked at Barcode strangely; this guy appeared to be a cold-blooded killer, but his method was quite different from his style.

"You are indeed ruthless. Then why are you telling me this?"

"Because you and Absurd Words are not allies. Faced with the choice between the crystal and my life, I choose to give you the crystal."

After about another half an hour, Barcode finally obtained the address of the person who was mailed the package, a young corporate drone freshly entering the workforce, named Li Haiyang...

...

Red Beard stepped out from his forge and, seeing a missed call, dialed back.

He forbid interruptions while forging, and thus his phone was kept outside.

The entire factory’s temperature during the process would rise to furnace-like levels, which could destroy both phones and ordinary persons alike.

The bodies hanging in the room had long since been turned into jerky by the relentless high heat...

The caller was Jumo, who briefed Red Beard on the entire attack process at the old inn.

Red Beard wasn’t particularly disturbed by the attack on the old inn; the severity of Jumo and his companions’ injuries mattered little, as long as the inn remained and he continued to receive a steady supply of evildoer’s souls.

However, two pieces of information in Jumo’s report caught his attention.

All this information was provided by an elderly cleaning worker on the third floor.

The first point was that the guest in room 315 was suspected to be a High-Rank Demon, with at least the strength of the Disaster Intermediate Sequence.

The second point was that another guest on the third floor had a Sword Qi Crystal, a relic left by the ancestors of the Xun Family, and the Absurd Words attacked the old inn because of that crystal.

Red Beard’s eyes lit up—if he could get his hands on this demon and the Sword Qi Crystal, his success in forging the Demon Sword was practically guaranteed.

"Bring them to me."

"But... Sir, they have already left the old inn," Jumo said cautiously.

Red Beard’s face turned dark all at once; a duck that was practically in his pocket had flown away, which infuriated him.

"Where did they go?"

"I... I don’t know," Jumo said, wiping away his sweat.

"Useless, gather as much information as you can on those two. I will handle it personally. If you can’t find them, just wait and see what I’ll do to you!"

Red Beard hung up the phone, fuming, then turned to look at a figure hanging upside down in his factory.

"Since there are messages about Intermediate Sequence Demons, this Catastrophic Flame Demon doesn’t need to be wasted here; let’s wait a bit longer."

The figure Red Beard was looking at was a Catastrophic Demon he had captured just yesterday.

It was Matilda, a subordinate of the Faceless Demon!

...

Li Haiyang had not been sleeping well lately; every time he fell asleep, he would dream of himself as the strong man swinging a hammer.

So today, he went to the hospital, got some sleeping pills from the doctor, threw a bunch of tissues into the bedside trash bin, and started sleeping in an exhausted state.

"I must get a good night’s sleep today; dreaming about that man so much, I’ve even started to wonder if I’m gay."

The sleeping pills worked well, but while he was asleep, his face began to hurt and he kept hearing elusive slapping sounds.

"Huh... why does my face hurt, and why is it getting worse."

Li Haiyang suddenly opened his eyes and saw a bald man in a suit sitting on top of him, slapping his face left and right!

"What... what are you doing, help, robbery, is there no law left?"

Barcode stopped slapping and coldly said to Li Haiyang, "Where is the package you received last Thursday at eight in the evening?"

"What package? I haven’t received any," Li Haiyang said instinctively.

"The package had two thousand yuan and a ceramic pillow in it. Remember now?"

Li Haiyang’s eyes darted about, somewhat guilty, "No, no, I’ve never seen any package."

In fact, he had received the package, but there had been no identifiable information on it, and he had long since squandered the money inside. He claimed he hadn’t received it because he didn’t want to pay it back.

Barcode sneered, "Then there’s nothing more to say."

He pulled out a silenced pistol and fired at Li Haiyang’s foot.

The shot missed, but Li Haiyang’s already swollen face turned even redder, and the warm blanket became warmer and more moist.

"The next shot won’t hit the blanket."