After the casualty statistics were compiled, the funeral was held. All the containment personnel who participated in this operation gathered at the containment facility's graveyard and observed a moment of silence before the tombstones.
Once a name was inscribed, it became part of the tombstone, and touching it would reveal the life story of that containment personnel.
The containment facility always remained hidden, protecting this perilous world. Therefore, no one sang praises of the containment personnel's merits. These tombstones were their medals of honor.
Every containment personnel's ultimate resting place was within this tombstone area.
Surviving containment personnel would receive rewards from the facility. Surviving monsters would have their treatment in the cells improved. The best-performing monsters would be sent out of the facility by Wen Wen to become assistants to the containment personnel.
For the sacrificed containment personnel, their families would receive support and protection from the foundation, which was also one of the foundation's important businesses.
As for the dead monsters, they were simply dead.
That night, a grand banquet was held within the containment facility. Feng Ruixing spared no expense in providing fine wine and delicacies. During the banquet, the containment personnel opened up, boasting about their contributions in the war.
Among them, Feng Ruixing was the most flamboyant, holding his wine glass and regaling everyone with tales of his exploits. Indeed, he was one of the most outstanding containment personnel in this war.
After burning through ten "small targets," Feng Ruixing was shining brightly, with phantom images of large sums of currency floating around him as he charged through the battlefield.
Although he couldn't compare to true-order powerhouses, among the upper-order superhumans, very few could match Feng Ruixing in terms of enemy kills.
Actually, Feng Ruixing was usually a very low-key person. However, he had spent so much money this time precisely to have bragging rights afterward, so how could he continue to be low-key?
Wen Wen also joined the banquet and caroused with the containment personnel for a night, only to climb off a table the next morning.
After a day of relaxation, Wen Wen began to tally the spoils of this war.
Financially, the gains were meager. At most, they had acquired some materials from the fallen monsters.
Additionally, they had captured a batch of superpower items carried by the demons. Wen Wen had put all these superpower items up for sale in the containment shop, keeping only the magical conch for his own amusement.
The biggest harvest was the capture of a large number of demons, approximately one hundred and fifty live demons of various types and strengths, which were of much higher quality than those that had died.
Among the demons, only a few of the strongest monsters truly caught Wen Wen's attention.
There were true-order demons: the Brain Demon Brookly, and the Human Demon Ollie. Wen Wen didn't find either of them particularly pleasing to the eye, but outright humanely destroying them seemed like too much of a waste. He decided to keep them for now and see if they could be cultivated into enforcers.
There were upper-order monsters: the Fallen Angel Crocell, the Twin Swords Andos, and the Demon Dragon Rider Valac.
These three monsters all possessed strength close to the upper-order limit. Wen Wen actually preferred these three upper-order monsters over the two true-order demons.
Crocell possessed profound knowledge of runes, and all the runes in the car manufacturing plant were arranged by him personally.
Andos had exceptionally high swordsmanship attainments. If Wen Wen hadn't used brute force to overcome skill, he might not have been able to defeat him with swordsmanship alone.
Both of these demons had something for Wen Wen to learn from. Once Wen Wen had squeezed all the value out of them, he would cultivate them into tools for the containment facility. Su Dan Novels.
As for the Demon Dragon Rider Valac, Wen Wen planned to have him research whether other breeds of monster riders could be created. If not, his value would only be as an enforcer.
The last demon worthy of Wen Wen's attention was the Mosquito Woman, who was captured in the beginning. This Mosquito Woman had deep affection for Brookly, and Wen Wen planned to use her as ritual material to create his own clone.
For this purpose, Wen Wen even abandoned the idea of immediately torturing Brookly, opting instead to let him cherish his feelings for the Mosquito Woman and ensure their relationship deepened further in a short period.
After dealing with all of this, a sharp glint appeared in Wen Wen's eyes. Now that the demons were dealt with, it was time to take care of a loose end.
Across from the Foundation, the Koewei Group's building had been taken over by the Hunter Association, and all related personnel were under control.
Zhang Jianda, with shackles on his hands and feet, was continuously subjected to questioning by the Hunter Association.
His complexion was pale, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
These people kept asking questions about demons and abysses, making Zhang Jianda suspect he had stumbled onto the set of a fantasy movie.
However, the sealed shops of the Koewei Group and the heavily armed soldiers surrounding them told him that this was absolutely no joke.
But he genuinely had no idea why all this was happening. The only thing he could infer was that it was related to his father, Zhang Kewei.
He had found it strange before why his father had suddenly become so young. Given his father's physical condition, he shouldn't have lived to his current age.
Even stranger was Zhang Kewei's insistence on carrying out a series of operations that defied commercial sense in Sihou City. It was likely for this reason that the Koewei Group had been targeted.
After the attack on the car manufacturing plant the night before last, the Koewei Group's assets in Sihou City were completely seized, and Zhang Jianda was immediately arrested. He had only slept a few hours since then.
However, the mastermind behind it all, Zhang Kewei, had vanished into thin air. The Hunter Association hadn't even found a trace of him.
The interrogator rubbed his temples and sighed helplessly at Zhang Jianda. After prolonged interrogation and investigation, it was largely confirmed that Zhang Jianda had no involvement in Zhang Kewei's series of operations.
This came as a relief to them. The Koewei Group was a vast commercial empire, and this empire needed a leader to avoid social unrest.
Therefore, Zhang Jianda could be considered to have found fortune in misfortune. If this matter hadn't come to light, he might never have truly held power in the Koewei Group until his death. However, from now on, Zhang Jianda would be the head of the Koewei Group, and Zhang Kewei would disappear into the dust of history.
In a river downstream from Sihou City, a small boat quietly docked. A young man and woman disembarked from the boat.
The moonlight shone on the boat, revealing no sign of living beings, only a man and a woman who had turned into dried corpses.
This man was Zhang Kewei, the founder of the Koewei Group, and this woman was Wang Qin, a bodyguard sent by the Hunter Association.
They walked rapidly through the forest and finally arrived at a small wooden house. Wang Qin approached and knocked on the door with a rhythmic pattern. Moments later, two strange-looking creatures appeared.
These two had red skin, two horns, and wings and tails on their backs – standard demon appearances.