After playing with it a few times, Wen Wen put the mouthpiece back into his pocket and said to Lin Zhe Yuan with a look of disdain, "Although it's useless, it's still interesting. I'll generously accept it."
"Heh, you were having so much fun, you clearly liked it a lot," Lin Zhe Yuan said expressionlessly, but he was complaining inwardly.
"You came to see me in person, it must be more than just this one thing, right?" After accepting the mouthpiece, Wen Wen asked while spinning his chair.
Ever since the association replaced all the chairs, Wen Wen had become even more fond of spinning in circles.
Lin Zhe Yuan's mouth twitched and he said, "Stop spinning. If your chair breaks again, you'll pay for it yourself."
Wen Wen immediately stopped and leaned back on the chair, his small eyes blinking like a well-behaved child.
"I'm here to inform you about the follow-up to the Jiou San residential district," Lin Zhe Yuan paused after saying this, as if afraid Wen Wen would make any further small moves.
Wen Wen smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'm listening."
"The corruption in the residential district has basically been dealt with, but civilians are not allowed to enter for five years."
Although it seemed clean on the surface, who knew what problems might arise. If ordinary people moved in now, they might turn into a swarm of mutated monsters within a few days.
"The existence at the Disaster level has not yet had its stance determined. Preliminary assessments suggest it might have good intentions. Its codename is 'Black Cross'. All informed supernaturals need to pay attention to information related to it. If the information is sufficiently important, rewards can be obtained from the association."
"Black Cross, that codename is too uninspired."
Wen Wen grumbled aloud, but in his mind, he was contemplating whether he should sell his own information.
Next, Lin Zhe Yuan mentioned some follow-up matters and then said to Wen Wen, "Please keep this information confidential and do not disclose it to anyone."
Wen Wen nodded. The association strictly guarded information related to existences at or above the Disaster level.
However, it was necessary to inform the direct participants of the incident about necessary information to prevent future hidden dangers.
"Oh, by the way, are you interested in becoming a Hunter?"
Wen Wen replied without hesitation, "Of course, I am interested."
"Then, take this." Lin Zhe Yuan handed Wen Wen an envelope, which surprised Wen Wen.
"This is from 'Bing He' for you, a letter of recommendation to participate in the Hunter assessment. When you possess strength at the Assimilation realm, you can participate in the Hunter assessment."
Wen Wen frowned and asked, "If I don't have a letter of recommendation, can I not participate in the assessment?"
"You can participate in the assessment, but a letter of recommendation from 'Bing He' can earn you a better evaluation from the examiners."
After saying this, Lin Zhe Yuan walked out of Wen Wen's office.
As soon as he stepped out, he poked his head back in and told Wen Wen, "In three days, Uncle Gong will be leaving Furong River City to report for duty elsewhere. So, we'll have a farewell dinner the night after tomorrow for Uncle Gong. Don't forget."
This time, Lin Zhe Yuan really left. Wen Wen, clutching the letter of recommendation, felt a bit of anticipation for the future.
This letter of recommendation was actually requested by Wang Qin from Bing He. During the battle in the residential district, Wang Qin had noticed Wen Wen's potential and thus went to Bing He for this letter.
Not all supernaturals at the Assimilation realm were qualified to become Hunters.
Unlike most supernaturals, Hunters often had to operate independently without support.
Therefore, they needed to have the ability to calmly handle various abnormal events and the combat capability to defeat monsters of the same level independently.
It could be said that every Hunter was an expert in dealing with supernatural events, hence the assessments were quite stringent.
And Wen Wen was definitely going to participate in the assessment.
The monsters in Furong River City alone were no longer enough to satisfy him. There was a wider world outside, and only by becoming a Hunter could he venture out openly.
...
After packing a barrel of food from the Hunter Association's cafeteria, Wen Wen returned home and began practicing his swordsmanship.
The "Hunter Association Basic Swordsmanship" contained no profound sword arts, only fundamentals. However, some of its explanations of swordsmanship benefited Wen Wen greatly.
Wen Wen held the swordsmanship manual of the Containment Officer. Although he had already cultivated sword energy, he had never had a systematic understanding of swordsmanship.
His swordsmanship was like a castle in the air, a tree without roots. Although it seemed powerful, it was somewhat unstable.
Now, Wen Wen could gradually fill these instabilities and compensate for his shortcomings in swordsmanship.
The association's basic swordsmanship had no messy sword concepts, nor any showy sword routines.
It was all about how to make the sword in hand exert greater power.
Swordsmanship had always been a means to defeat enemies, and maximizing lethality was the fundamental principle.
After gaining a simple understanding of the basic swordsmanship, Wen Wen's comprehension of the Containment Officer's swordsmanship manual deepened.
The swordsmanship had thirty-six patterns, each representing a different way of circulating energy.
Some could project sword energy, some could make the sword sharper, and some could increase the speed of swings. Different patterns combined could also produce different effects.
Wen Wen was currently only proficient in the first pattern. To master it more skillfully, he needed to practice diligently.
He spent the entire night sweating in the containment facility.
As dawn approached, a several-meter-long, slightly distorted blood-red sword energy shot out from Wen Wen's dagger, flashing like lightning across a wooden stake in front of him.
Then, the upper part of the wooden stake slowly slid down.
"Hmm, the power is not bad. It can be used in regular combat."
"The senior didn't leave a name for the swordsmanship. It feels a bit uninspired to use."
Wen Wen gently tapped his chin, beginning to use his phantom-like naming ability. Sudancf.com
"Nameless Sword Art, Cosmic Sword Art, Disaster Sword Art... Ugh... so annoying."
Halfway through naming, Wen Wen gave up and went to take a shower.
Next, he wanted to find other things to do. Exercise should be balanced.
What Wen Wen wanted to do most right now was hunt monsters. However, after a series of major events, the number of monsters in Furong River City had significantly decreased. Even if there were a few small fry, he was too lazy to make a trip.
Furthermore, the association was hosting a farewell dinner for Gong Bao Ding tomorrow night. If he got involved in a supernatural case, he might not be able to get away.
Therefore, Wen Wen needed to find something else to do. After thinking for a while, Wen Wen made a decision.
"I'll find a lucky person to become a Containment Officer. The Containment Officer team should be expanded."
Wen Wen placed the Disaster Gloves on the Containment Officer's pendant, and bubbles began to appear around him. These bubbles contained the information of prospective Containment Officers.
Wen Wen would then select new Containment Officers from these bubbles.