Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 780 - 680: Array

Chapter 780: Chapter 680: Array

The grudges could not affect the inside of the Sanctuary, so Wen Wen could use the Sanctuary to protect dozens, or even hundreds of voters.

But merely a few dozen people were insignificant because the target of those grudges were over seven thousand people!

It was impossible for Wen Wen to put all seven thousand people into the Sanctuary, and unless they stayed hidden inside the Sanctuary forever, they would eventually become targets of those grudges.

Additionally, how would dealing with over seven thousand people crammed in the Sanctuary be handled?

As prison guards? That would be too cruel.

To support them? Wen Wen was not that benevolent.

Moreover, just putting seven thousand people into the Sanctuary was a huge undertaking, and it was impossible for Wen Wen to spend so much time on such monotonous incarceration work.

So this idea, once conceived, was immediately discarded by Wen Wen.

Wen Wen posted a help-seeking message on the Demon Hunter website, looking for ideas to resolve this incident.

He also informed the Capital Hunters Association about this complicated case; it wasn’t something Wen Wen could handle alone.

After all the arrangements were made, Wen Wen’s Ranger Terminal rang; it was Tao Qingqing calling.

Previously, Wen Wen had asked Tao Qingqing to use a bat to search the entire city, and now that she was calling, it seemed there were results.

Wen Wen turned into a stream of data, traveling directly through the phone to appear beside Tao Qingqing, only to find himself in a rental room—the scene was somewhat familiar, probably the same room where Ning Zhewan had recorded a video.

There was a pool of blood on the floor, the blood had coagulated, and it was covered with numerous blue-green molds, resembling stealthy peering eyes.

But what concerned Wen Wen was not the blood, but the dark red array drawn on the floor.

The material of the array was the blood of some special monster, which Wen Wen could not identify.

But the most crucial part was the array itself.

It was impossible to discern anything from the video alone, but having seen the array in person, Wen Wen was somewhat alarmed.

The array drawn on the floor was not a universal array that could be used in various situations, but a new array specifically created for this incident!

If it was a universal array, anyone with the corresponding blueprint and some knowledge of Rune Studies could create it.

But creating such a complex, brand-new array could only be done by a true Rune Master.

This meant that the mastermind was definitely not Ning Zhewan; there was another expert behind him!

The core of the array was composed of three runes, whose meanings were respectively revenge, fate, and death.

The other supportive runes amounted to over a hundred, including but not limited to runes related to human emotions, such as spying, locating, and spacetime...

So many complex runes linked together, formulating a powerful array capable of affecting over seven thousand people.

To activate this array, not only a Blood Sacrifice was needed, but also a ritual to connect with all the victims, which should have been the video of the Arbiter.

Meanwhile, the practical limit of this array was about seven to eight thousand ordinary people; the reason the Arbiter excluded those who did not vote for death was probably also due to the intrinsic limitation of the array itself.

Regrettably, after the array was activated, it had already lost its effect, and part of the patterns had been covered by blood stains.

Even though Wen Wen wanted to reverse-engineer this leftover array, it was impossible.

Nevertheless, Wen Wen still took an imprint of this array because it had high academic value, and Wen Wen could somewhat discern some clues from it, allowing him to better handle the upcoming situations.

As number twenty-six, when the time reached midnight, an attack could begin at any moment, and he planned to try to find some key things by leveraging the faint connection during the attack.

Subsequently, Wen Wen handed Tao Qingqing a list; on the list were the names and addresses of voters from number twenty-two to forty-two.

Tao Qingqing nodded, turning into a swarm of bats and flew out.

The task Wen Wen gave her was simple, to find these people, capture them all, and lock them up in an open area, then wait for the execution to begin.

Although Wen Wen also had a mark, relying solely on that array, it was definitely impossible to kill Wen Wen. Therefore, considering the postponement, he had called for voter number forty-two.

Wen Wen himself had found a warehouse to await the arrival of the next day.

During this time, he continually observed Ning Zhewan’s movements through that chain. After disappearing, he showed up at the home of voter twenty-nine, but it was just to intimidate that voter before leaving.

Wen Wen wanted to see if Ning Zhewan would contact the master Rune Master behind the scenes.

But to Wen Wen’s disappointment, after leaving the house of twenty-nine, Ning Zhewan avoided crowds and wandered alone along the shaded path, looking somewhat pitiful.

But Wen Wen would not sympathize with him or let him go.

No matter whether Ning Zhewan was driven by resentment or merely wanted to stand up for those victims, his form of existence was too dangerous.

Even if he could maintain his sanity now, the resentment would eventually devour his heart and bring about a disaster.

However, by observing Ning Zhewan, Wen Wen had gained some insight.

The place of his appearance told Wen Wen that the effect of the hourglass was to transport Ning Zhewan next to another voter when the sand ran out, with voters’ hourglasses serving as spatial coordinates.

Moreover, since voter twenty-nine was safe, it was highly likely that the resentment and Ning Zhewan could only kill twenty people per day.

Once the quota of twenty was filled, they could not harm other voters, giving Wen Wen a definite opportunity.

Wen Wen looked at the still empty warehouse, his lips curling slightly.

Before twelve o’clock midnight, the voters who would die tomorrow, would all gather here.

And Ning Zhewan would likely chase these voters here, unsure of his emotions upon seeing Wen Wen.

Thinking about it, he would certainly be thrilled.

...

"What’s the situation, don’t kill me, I have leukemia, schistosomiasis, and... um, also septicemia."

A tall woman in a bathrobe floated mid-air, speaking incoherently.

Looking closely, one could see a small bat on the collar of her bathrobe.

She was voter twenty-nine. The hourglass in her hand had kept her restless but also inexplicably prevented her from seeking help.

Just two hours earlier, she suddenly saw a distorted monster appear in her home, and she fainted with fear, waking up to find her trousers soiled with filth.

She had to take a bath, but during the bath, she was captured by a small bat.

If the bat hadn’t been relatively kind, her situation might have been extremely unseemly.

But even with an extra bathrobe, her situation wasn’t much improved. She suspected that the Arbiter was actually a vampire, and the so-called execution was just an excuse to obtain food legitimately. She was about to become the vampire’s meal.

However, just as she became scared for two minutes, she suddenly blushed, thinking of something, and said to the small bat:

"Do you think meeting your master like this might be too revealing? If he’s enchanted by me and wants me to be his vampire bride, should I accept...?"

In her mind, she was already living a shameless life with a handsome vampire like in a TV drama.

The small bat rolled its eyes behind her neck, she was daydreaming even at such a time.

Indeed, stupidity is incurable...