At a little past eleven in the night, Wen Wen arrived in front of a building in the Gray Mist Layer and stood in a conspicuous spot, waiting for Feng Ruixing.
Wen Wen was now over two meters tall and was using his Philosophical form.
He did not want Feng Ruixing to see his true form, nor did he want to use his Disaster Prison Warden alias. Thus, he could only use his Philosophical form. He had other aliases, but using them here would be too dangerous, given the high density of monsters. Being a bit stronger offered a sense of security.
The Philosophical form already resembled a monster and clearly looked formidable, so no monsters dared to provoke him. Sudan Novel Network
However, this peace did not last long. A monster, whose appearance was somewhat similar to Wen Wen's, saw Wen Wen's imposing figure, let out a gentle whimper, and then slowly approached Wen Wen…
In the Gray Mist Layer, everything was somewhat blurred, so the monster mistook Wen Wen for one of its own kind.
Wen Wen's brows furrowed, a wave of disgust washing over him. He glared at the monster and snorted, "Scram!"
Unfortunately, sound could not be produced normally in the Gray Mist Layer. So, when Wen Wen spoke, it only sounded like strange, low murmurs, similar to the sounds the monster had just made.
Thus, the monster moved closer and made some affectionate gestures characteristic of wild animals.
The meaning of these gestures was akin to a Teddy dog sniffing another dog's hindquarters or a tomcat biting a female cat's neck…
Wen Wen's expression gradually turned ferocious. Scarlet gas manifested. After staring at the monster for a moment, he violently grabbed it and then tore off its head.
"The signal agreed upon with Feng Ruixing was a basketball dribbling pose. Although I don't have a basketball, this head's shape is quite similar."
After Wen Wen unceremoniously killed a 'fellow creature', the other monsters wisely kept their distance from him.
For the monsters, the Gray Mist Layer was a harmonious dining hall; there was no need for them to clash with other monsters here.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Wen began to imitate a certain celebrity's basketball dribbling pose using the severed head.
Dribble, dribble, between the legs, and again…
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Closing the exquisite pocket watch in his hand, Feng Ruixing sighed, closed his eyes, and spent some money to elevate his inspiration to its peak, entering a strange world.
Gray mist pervaded everywhere, with countless figures wandering aimlessly and malicious shadows floating in the air, making him feel a chill. Although he had been a super-powered individual for a long time, this was his first time in such a place.
"There are too many shadows here, and they are all too blurry. How can I accurately find that person?"
He knew that if he chose incorrectly, he would summon a monster into the real world, and his combat ability could only allow him to flee in panic when facing a monster. Thus, he dared not be careless.
Feng Ruixing scanned the surroundings and suddenly noticed that one direction was free of blurry shadows. Then, he saw a sturdy shadow dribbling a spherical object.
"A basketball dribbling motion, it must be him!"
Feng Ruixing concentrated, trying to get a clearer look at the person dribbling the ball. As the figure became clearer, a cold sweat broke out on Feng Ruixing's forehead.
A monster's sturdy physique, jerky movements, unsettling attire, and the continuously bouncing head in its hands…
He had truly brought a demon king into the real world.
He wanted to stop, but it was too late. The passage had already formed due to his gaze, and that monster was coming through the passage!
Feng Ruixing quickly drew a circle around himself with chains. If anything went wrong, he would immediately head to the containment facility for refuge.
The process of Wen Wen passing through the passage was somewhat lengthy. After all, he had Disaster-level strength, and crossing dimensions was not easy.
"A miscalculation. I shouldn't have used this form. I feel like I need to use the restroom from being squeezed so much."
While complaining, Wen Wen strove to push through into the real world. Fortunately, nothing went wrong during the entire process, and he successfully descended into the real world. The pressure he exerted on Feng Ruixing also increased.
Wen Wen casually tossed the head away, immediately slid into Feng Ruixing's car, and told him, "Let's go quickly. The Hunter Association will be here soon."
The descent of a Disaster-level creature into the real world would generate significant fluctuations. The Hunter Association should have already detected it. If they didn't leave immediately, they might encounter trouble.
Leaving the head of a monster behind could also somewhat mislead the Hunter Association's attention.
While driving, Feng Ruixing secretly glanced at Wen Wen. He thought someone dressed like that would be a rough guy who liked to touch men inappropriately.
Unexpectedly, Wen Wen was very quiet, which made Feng Ruixing relax considerably.
"Thank you so much for saving me from that world this time. This is considered your reward."
Wen Wen handed Feng Ruixing a black tie. This tie could transform into a sharp blade at any time, which was perfect for super-powered individuals like Feng Ruixing.
Feng Ruixing looked at the tie, unable to put it down. The dagger from before was also good, but it was a bit inappropriate for a prominent businessman like him to carry a knife all the time; a tie was more convenient to carry.
After giving him the tie, Wen Wen continued, "Have you encountered any trouble recently? I can help you solve it."
Feng Ruixing thought for a moment and said, "I came to Qianhe City for another matter. A small company in Qianhe City has registered a trademark that I had previously prepared for the SRS Foundation. Using the proper channels is a bit slow, so I planned to negotiate with them personally."
Wen Wen's eyebrows shot up, and he said with a killing intent, "Do you want me to kill their entire family?"
His killing intent was not false. After all, he was the largest shareholder of the SRS Foundation, and registering the foundation's trademark was an infringement of his interests as Detective Wen.
Feng Ruixing was startled and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, it's just that I alone don't have much persuasive power. I need you to help me put on a show…"
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The next evening, Wen Wen returned to his hotel in Qianhe City.
San Zai'er, seeing Wen Wen return, quickly crawled out of the car and wrapped itself around his neck in affection.
Then, it straightened its body and made hissing sounds, indicating that it had been diligently protecting Wen Wen's sports car and had driven away a car thief.
Wen Wen chuckled and patted San Zai'er's head, saying, "Good job. I'll take you out for a big meal. I heard there's a particularly famous hot pot restaurant in Qianhe City. Let's eat to our heart's content tonight."
San Zai'er shook its body excitedly. After following Wen Wen for so long, it could finally eat a good meal…
During the day, Wen Wen and Feng Ruixing went to find the company that had registered the trademark. After some 'harmonious' negotiations, they agreed to transfer the trademark to Feng Ruixing free of charge and 'gifted' Wen Wen a large sum of money…
This matter was not difficult at all. Feng Ruixing didn't even need to come in person. He simply wanted to build rapport with Wen Wen, a colleague from the containment facility, and took Wen Wen to play in Qianhe City for the entire day.
But Wen Wen couldn't fully enjoy the pleasures of the rich. It was much more satisfying to eat hot pot with San Zai'er at night…