That afternoon, the venue for the Containment Facility's gatherers became lively again.
The man in the metallic suit presided over the meeting as usual.
Attendees entered the venue one after another: Gong Bao Ding, Miao Miaomiao, Changsun Jing, Feng Ruixing, Heng An, Li Dazhuang, and Wen Wen, who attended in his philosophical form.
Calling it a meeting was perhaps less fitting than a get-together or party; it even bordered on a senior activity center, completely different from Wen Wen's initial vision. It was simply a group of people gathering to eat, drink, and have fun.
With Feng Ruixing's financial backing, there was fine wine, delicious food, and various entertainment props. Apart from the absence of live dealers, the venue was no less than any entertainment spot outside. Su Dan Novel Network.
However, Wen Wen felt that this atmosphere was quite good. Fighting monsters was already tense and stimulating enough; being too serious at times like this wouldn't be ideal.
Thus, Wen Wen had abandoned his initial meeting plan. He intended to develop this place into something akin to a tavern exclusively for containment gatherers, a place where dispersed gatherers from around the world could relax.
Today was also payday. As the SRS Foundation grew, the Containment Facility's funds became quite substantial.
Through the efforts of the gatherers, the Containment Facility was expanding, and the monsters and containment objects available for Wen Wen's use were gradually increasing.
Therefore, Wen Wen was no longer stingy with money. The salaries distributed this time were also much more generous, with each person's red envelope bulging, significantly exceeding the remuneration from the Hunter Association.
However, the Hunter Association's benefits also included many welfare provisions in federal cities, such as free food, accommodation, and travel, so it was hard to say which was more advantageous.
But for the containment gatherers who could receive two salaries for one job, life was much more comfortable than before. Miao Miaomiao's eating habits clearly indicated that this woman now disdained preserved vegetables and tea eggs...
Even with doubled salaries, she still frequented the Containment Facility to freeload, because no matter how much she earned, she only kept a small portion, donating the rest to federal animal protection organizations.
Being able to transform into all beasts, she held immense affection for all animals.
After receiving their salaries, everyone was about to engage in casual chatter when the man in the metallic suit clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.
"Fellow containment gatherers, our facility has gained a new member. Please extend your warm welcome and support."
A new containment gatherer?
Everyone became curious. They had witnessed the growth of the Containment Facility firsthand, so they were eager to know what kind of person this new companion was.
Under their expectant gazes, a slender woman wearing a denim suit and an eagle mask walked in, her eyes fixed intently on Changsun Jing.
This woman was a stranger to everyone else, but Changsun Jing, who was leisurely sipping his wine, immediately spat it out. Although the area's sensory perception was not strong, and she was wearing a mask, how could he not recognize his girlfriend?
Xiao Man had also become a containment gatherer. This meant she had likely recovered her abilities. Then, would their relationship...
After a single glance at Changsun Jing, Xiao Man looked away and sat a distance from him, engaging in friendly conversation with the others.
Changsun Jing was restless, while Wen Wen chuckled on the side, thinking, "Serves you right for showing off your affection in front of me before."
For this gatherers' meeting, Wen Wen had not invited Xiong Ying. Although Xiong Ying possessed strength, he was still too immature. Therefore, Wen Wen planned to let him interact with other containment gatherers after some time.
The most crucial reason was that if Xiao Man and Xiong Ying had both become containment gatherers and appeared before Changsun Jing, he might become suspicious of Wen Wen's identity.
Despite the extremely relaxed atmosphere of the meeting, with each subsequent gathering, the containment gatherers had organically established a meeting procedure.
The first item was mutual trading. Each containment gatherer possessed varying amounts of unusable super-energy materials. Displaying these materials and exchanging them among themselves would maximize their utilization.
At these times, the wealthy Feng Ruixing consistently demonstrated the power of money. Whatever could be bought with money and was not desired by anyone else, he would acquire it all...
The next item involved each person having a period to discuss difficulties encountered on their super-energy path or share novel experiences.
This was also Wen Wen's favorite part of the procedure. After each discussion, he could gain new insights and resolve some doubts.
Although he possessed greater strength than others, he had not, unlike other super-powered individuals, progressed step by step. The problems they encountered, even if Wen Wen had not experienced them, could serve as reminders for himself.
When it was Feng Ruixing's turn, he cleared his throat. This procedure usually offered him little to discuss, as his life revolved around making money, making money...
However, this time, he needed the containment gatherers' assistance. He then addressed them, saying, "Recently, unknown super-powered individuals or clandestine organizations have targeted my conglomerate, demanding that I provide them with a monthly sum of funds, similar to how the Containment Facility operates."
"Although I don't believe they can cause me significant trouble, I feel it's necessary to be fully prepared."
Wen Wen's latent aggression flared. Feng Ruixing was his treasurer. If someone directly extorted Feng Ruixing, wouldn't that be equivalent to extorting Wen Wen himself?
The other containment gatherers also became indignant. Everyone knew that Feng Ruixing was responsible for the Containment Facility's finances, and extorting Feng Ruixing was akin to stealing their salaries!
Even the man in the metallic suit wore a cold smile. The Containment Facility had finally started to prosper, and some commoner dared to try and extort them?
This was not just Feng Ruixing's problem; it concerned all the containment gatherers. If they informed the monsters, they would also be unhappy, as it directly impacted their quality of life in their cells.
"I cannot personally disengage, but I can inform the local Hunter Association and ask them to look into the matter," Gong Bao Ding said, a cigarette holder in his mouth.
"I can go and teach them a lesson, but you have to reimburse my travel expenses, meow."
Miao Miaomiao, while Changsun Jing was distracted, stealthily pilfered a large shrimp from his plate and popped it into her mouth, incidentally wiping her mouth on his clothes.
This affectionate gesture did not escape Xiao Man's notice. She shot Changsun Jing a furious glare, causing him to shiver.
The group offered Feng Ruixing various suggestions in a babble, much to his satisfaction. Joining the Containment Facility had indeed been the right decision, otherwise, he would have had to accept such demands when encountering such a situation.
However, Wen Wen did not wish for the containment gatherers to handle this matter. Feng Ruixing was the financial director of the Containment Facility, and most containment gatherers were also hunters. Traveling far to assist an unknown businessman might draw the attention of the Association.
Wen Wen did not want the Foundation to fall into the Hunter Association's sights too early. Therefore, the man in the metallic suit clapped his hands again. The sound of his clapping was like two large iron blocks colliding, instantly silencing the venue.
"There's no need for the containment gatherers to trouble themselves with this matter. Lord 'Black Cross' will dispatch someone to handle it."
Upon hearing this statement, Feng Ruixing was ecstatic. What could be more reliable than the big boss directly taking charge of the situation?
This was the perfect backing he had always desired!