While harboring ill intentions in his heart, Wen Wen sat on a chair, put on his headphones, and began to watch "Emerald Life."
The book was to Wen Wen's liking. It was about a typical overpowered protagonist who, one day, found his girlfriend's whereabouts suspicious. He hired a private investigator, and as the investigation progressed, he discovered that all the women around him were...
Immersed in the story, an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Zhu Qipei emerged from his room, thoroughly satisfied.
Wen Wen said speechlessly, "Can't you get things done *after* discussing matters?"
Zhu Qipei shook his head and replied, "A pig has an urgent need, and this matter couldn't be endured."
"Right, that guy you stopped for me last time, what do you think of him?"
Wen Wen asked casually. Although Wu Wang was most likely dead, he still kept tabs on Wu Wang's information, especially since Wen Wen hadn't personally seen Wu Wang's corpse.
Zhu Qipei produced a long black spike and said with a hint of regret, "He had many tricks up his sleeve, but he was merely a clown. He had quite a few good items. Unfortunately, I only managed to snatch one before he fled."
Wen Wen's eyelids twitched. He instinctively moved further away from the spike, realizing how dangerous it was.
He still remembered how the vampire, Gallia, was impaled and killed by this very spike. For Zhu Qipei to have snatched this spike from a high-tier opponent, it seemed his strength was even greater than he let on.
"Let's not talk about that. Do you have any news lately?" Sudan Novel Network.
With the Containment Facility on the verge of promotion and Wen Wen's strength greatly increased, he wanted to find a monster to capture and relieve his boredom.
Zhu Qipei shook his head. "Furuo River City has been exceptionally clean lately. Monsters are much more sensitive to danger than humans. With the outbreak of an evil god's power and the presence of disaster-level powerhouses, any monster knows this place is dangerous."
Wen Wen frowned, a bad premonition dawning on him. "So..."
"So, there's no news. All the monsters of any repute have fled this city. No one wants to meet their demise inexplicably."
Wen Wen's gaze sharpened. Zhu Qipei meant that he wasn't afraid of being caught in the crossfire!
...
Emerging from Zhu Qipei's house with no leads, Wen Wen went straight home.
For the past few days, the Furuo River Hunter Association had been in a state of suspension. Lin Zheyuan was fully occupied with handling the corrupted residential area.
The corrupted residential area was too vast to be left unattended without consequences, so they needed to restore the corrupted landscape back to normal.
The Hunter Association had its own methods for clearing the lingering energy of high-ranking powerhouses.
After all, the lingering energy of high-ranking powerhouses was too widespread and had been present for too long. If all affected lands were abandoned, the existence of superhumans would have been exposed long ago.
Even the few energy residues left by Wen Wen had been cleared after investigation.
These tasks were unrelated to demon hunters like Wen Wen. Furthermore, Wen Wen appeared to be seriously injured, so Lin Zheyuan had given him a few days off.
Unless a monster that needed to be dealt with truly appeared, they wouldn't be looking for Wen Wen anytime soon. Thus, Wen Wen was currently idle.
Upon returning home, Wen Wen immediately went into the toilet and entered the Disaster Containment Facility through it.
First, he went to the Disaster Zone. At this moment, the four monsters in the Disaster Zone were in various states.
Tao Qingqing, clad in a pink silk nightgown, was dozing on the soft, large bed, sleeping soundly. An ordinary person would never guess she was a vampire.
Qin Shuang's cell was littered with scattered limbs. His hair was tied with a rope, suspending his head in mid-air, an extremely terrifying sight. He was recreating the posture he was in when he died. Ghosts, being mentally unstable creatures, could do anything.
As for the curly-haired baboon... he was also sleeping, lying on a pile of grass, blowing large snot bubbles and snoring loudly. He was truly carefree.
As for the centaur, upon seeing Wen Wen, it immediately knelt down, showing its submission to Wen Wen.
The centaur race most deeply respected strength. As long as one possessed great power, they would earn their loyalty.
Therefore, in the inner world, centaurs often acted as lackeys for powerful beings...
"Hmm... Not bad, not bad. It seems you've all adapted to life in the Containment Facility, but it's still not enough. Prolonged silence can lead to depression. Let's get up and study."
Wen Wen clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the monsters.
"Study what?"
Tao Qingqing sat up from the bed, glared at Wen Wen, and walked to the bars, looking at him indignantly.
She was wearing only a pink silk nightgown, her skin faintly visible, making her look somewhat alluring.
Since Wen Wen had been using his vampire physique, he treated Tao Qingqing with the care one would give their own daughter. Apart from preventing her from escaping, everything else was the best.
Initially, she was still very reserved, steadfastly refusing to yield to Wen Wen's material temptations.
However, as time passed, she became more relaxed, and her attitude towards Wen Wen was no longer as hostile.
Seeing everyone gather around, Wen Wen handed Qin Shuang and Tao Qingqing stacks of carefully selected books.
He didn't give any to the curly-haired baboon and the centaur because the former couldn't understand the language, and the latter... lacked the intelligence to read.
"What is this?" Tao Qingqing asked in surprise.
"Hmm... these are books. Books are the ladder of human progress; they can cultivate character and broaden horizons," Wen Wen couldn't help but spout nonsense again.
Tao Qingqing rolled her eyes, picked up a book, and casually flipped through a few pages, her face immediately turning bitter.
"You can let us read books, but can you find me some interesting ones? The author named Huan Meng Lie Ren writes quite well." She wanted to fight for her legitimate rights.
Wen Wen said dismissively, "Heh, these books are the crystallization of human wisdom. What that author writes is merely interesting but lacks substance. Reading more proper books can broaden your horizons and enrich yourself. I'm doing this for your own good."
Tao Qingqing desperately wanted to tear these books to shreds, but then she thought that even if the content of these books was dry, they were the only form of entertainment available here, and she was reluctant to destroy them.
But in the adjacent cell, Qin Shuang was in a completely different state. He casually flipped through the books and then tore them into pieces. The shattered paper covered the floor, making the cell even more eerie and terrifying.
Ghosts, even with nothing to do, could remain conscious for decades without going insane.
No, they had already gone insane, so loneliness was irrelevant.
But even if they didn't read books, Wen Wen had a way.
He brought out a stereo, plugged it in, and began playing the contents of the books. The monsters were all stunned, completely unaware of what Wen Wen was doing.
Wen Wen stood with his hands on his hips and said to the four monsters, "From now on, you will listen to the radio for one hour each morning, noon, and evening. Study the knowledge within diligently and strive to be a monster useful to the Containment Facility."
"This activity will be passed down as a prison culture of the Containment Facility, and we shall call it 'Monster University Study'."