Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 620 - 609: Chilled to the Bone

Chapter 620: Chapter 609: Chilled to the Bone

Wen Wen said in a rushed, blurry voice as he wolfed down his food, "Your cooking is much more delicious than I had imagined, and it doesn’t lag behind the head chef of the Association at all."

Moyadi proudly said, "Of course, I have three hobbies: illusion techniques, riding motorcycles, and cooking curry—and I consider myself second to none in these areas."

After they had finished eating, Moyadi called over the others to join them. Hearing that it was time to eat, the Supporters and Demon Hunters immediately dropped what they were doing and swarmed around the big pot.

Wen Wen even suspected that their willingness to ride motorcycles with Moyadi was because Moyadi’s curry was so delicious...

Moyadi then took Wen Wen to the place where the Supporters had been working and examined their investigative reports carefully.

Having finished reading, Moyadi took a deep breath and said to Wen Wen, "Now I understand what’s really going on with this Illusionary Realm."

"Quick, tell me," Wen Wen asked eagerly.

Moyadi smiled, moved his hands behind his back, then brought them back around, displaying a red wooden bird in each hand.

"Guess which of these two birds was created by an illusion technique?"

Wen Wen raised an eyebrow, sensing that this guy didn’t want to speak directly, so he carefully sensed and chose the one on the left.

The bird on the left flapped its wings then vanished in Moyadi’s hand, proving Wen Wen had guessed right.

Moyadi continued, "Now guess, what material is this bird in my right hand made of?"

"Of course, it’s wood..."

Wen Wen, having just examined both birds, was very confident, but before he could finish speaking, Moyadi threw the bird in his hand to Wen Wen.

As soon as Wen Wen caught it, he instinctively squeezed it, and the bird let out a strange cry, startling Wen Wen so much that his hand trembled—it turned out to be a squeaky chicken!

With his hands behind his back, Moyadi, looking like an expert from the town, said to Wen Wen:

"The illusion technique I used on the left bird was of a much higher level than the one on the right, but you were deceived by the right one and easily saw through the left. That’s the true nature of the town’s illusion technique."

"Can you be clearer? You’re not a soothsayer, so there’s no need for obfuscation..." Since Wen Wen really didn’t understand this field, he couldn’t guess Moyadi’s intentions.

Moyadi reluctantly explained to Wen Wen, "Know how to lie?"

Wen Wen nodded.

"A pure lie is easy to detect, but a mix of seventy percent truth with thirty percent falsehood is much more believable. That’s the principle behind the illusion of this town."

"You previously told me there were two towns, one real and one fake. That was incorrect."

"There are indeed two towns here, but both towns are real. One has been embellished with illusion techniques, and the other hasn’t; the two overlapping towns create the phenomenon you’ve seen."

"However, creating such an effect definitely isn’t just an issue of illusion techniques; relying solely on me might not be enough to resolve the problem here..."

...

In Tian Family Town, Tao Qingqing used her vampire techniques to investigate all the deaths in the town during this period.

Initially, she trusted her own judgment— if someone was seeking vengeance against the town, then it all made sense from every angle.

But while she conducted her investigation, Wen Wen always followed by her side, yet he consistently failed to approve of her judgments, intentionally or unintentionally leading her elsewhere.

This made Tao Qingqing begin to doubt, wondering if perhaps the error lay with herself.

The first time she investigated Third Master Tian, Wen Wen had already proven his abilities; he might have discovered something but chose not to tell her to test her.

But whether for revenge or other reasons, Tao Qingqing needed to continue her investigation.

During her investigation, she felt the town becoming increasingly strange, a bizarre chill lingering around her.

The sky turned gloomier, and sunlight on her skin seemed devoid of any warmth. The occasional breeze carried with it mournful moans, and the withered hay from the harsh winter twisted like tormented corpses.

Pushing aside the snow on the ground, the black soil seemed soaked with blood, tinted with a hint of dark red. The faces of passing pedestrians seemed shadowed with a dark aura.

These increasingly bizarre changes sent chills to the core of Tao Qingqing, a vampire by nature.

However, if she inspected closely, she would realize that the sky and earth, everything around her, had not changed at all; it seemed to be merely her illusion.

Neither the enhanced senses of a vampire nor her instincts as a Disaster Level monster detected any trace of supernatural power nearby.

This feeling made Tao Qingqing extremely uneasy.

It was as if she were just an ordinary person in a graveyard, surrounded by countless resentful spirits with hateful eyes, utterly oblivious to it all.

If a monster were to suddenly leap out wanting to battle her for three hundred rounds, she would actually feel much more relieved.

The sporadically emerging bizarre sensation stiffened Tao Qingqing’s body, seemingly slowing her thoughts.

Suddenly, a few children around ten years old chased each other towards her, failing to control their speed and bumping into her, which jolted her out of that state, making her feel much more comfortable.

However, she immediately furrowed her brows and clenched her fists, ready to strike.

During the collision, a snotty boy around twelve or thirteen had taken the opportunity to touch her leg; she wanted to hang him up and beat him!

But she suppressed the idea because Wen Wen stood at her side, and reacting violently toward ordinary people at this moment might cause his disapproval and result in her being dragged back to a cell.

The mischievous child with a magnifying glass swung it around, shining it everywhere, and even attempted to look at the sun with it.

Tao Qingqing glared at the boy and snarled, "You little rascal, haven’t you ever studied physics? I hope the sun burns your eyes."

If he were to get sunburned due to his own actions, that would be perfect; Tao Qingqing would have vented her anger without worrying about punishment from Wen Wen.

But the next moment far exceeded Tao Qingqing’s expectations.

As the boy aimed the magnifying glass at the sun, sunlight suddenly converged on the lens and transformed into a beam of golden light as thick as a finger, piercing directly into the boy’s left eye!

The beam, carrying immense energy, passed through the back of the boy’s head and blasted a deep hole into the asphalt.

"How could using a magnifying glass on the sun possibly produce such an intense beam of light?"

What frightened Tao Qingqing further was that the boy didn’t fall; instead, he cried a bit, rubbed his eyes, picked up the magnifying glass, and caught up with his playmates, as if he had only been sunburned in his eyes, and the other children seemed unaware of this abnormality, continuing to play with him.

Only Tao Qingqing, seeing the translucent hole at the back of the boy’s head, felt a chilling horror!