The next two days, Wen Wen did not try to probe Lishui Villa again. Instead, he spent his days holed up in the hotel, not stepping out.
Wen Wen’s main activity was answering philosophical questions.
He retrieved the Philosophy Bracelet from a corner, intending to activate all twelve beads and unlock its full power.
Then, he would store the bracelet in the Containment Warehouse and use it with the Disaster Gloves, which would help avoid some of its side effects.
If the bracelet’s complete power could greatly boost Wen Wen’s strength, then his rescue plan could begin.
As night fell, Wen Wen would go out to hunt ghosts and collect Soul Beads.
After three nights of effort, most of the manageable ghosts in Yanling City had been turned into beads by Wen Wen.
On the afternoon of the third day, at the center of the Disaster Zone of the Containment Facility.
Facing Wen Wen stood a philosopher with dark skin, wearing only a pair of underpants featuring the federal flag and a red bandana.
“Congratulations, Mr. Wen, you have passed the trial of the twelve of us and are qualified to inherit the power of philosophy!”
Then, the philosopher grasped Wen Wen’s hand with a tender gaze and said, “From now on, you are Wen. The Great Philosopher. Wen!”
With that, he transformed into a stream of light and flowed into the bracelet on Wen Wen’s hand, illuminating all twelve beads.
Now Wen Wen could possess the full power of all twelve philosophers at any time!
Wen Wen took a deep breath and put the Philosophy Bracelet into the Containment Warehouse.
“Just one bracelet turned me into that muscle freak. What will these twelve bracelets be like…”
Then, he placed the Philosophy Bracelet onto a ring and snapped his fingers, activating its ability.
Twelvefold Philosophical Power!
Instantly, a flow of energy, originating from nowhere, erupted from Wen Wen, making him seem like the source of the wind.
This was not wind, but an ability gained after the Philosophy Bracelet was fully activated.
The Philosophical Aura!
The Philosophy Bracelet was not just a Containment item specifically for strengthening power. When Wen Wen subdued it, each of the philosophers possessed the power to damage ghosts.
However, it was not very noticeable with individual philosophers; only when all twelve were combined did it become usable, even considered a disaster-class ability.
Wen Wen could fully control this Philosophical Aura and use it for offense, much like inner strength in wuxia novels.
Moreover, this aura had a strong suppressive effect on all negative energies.
Besides the Philosophical Aura, Wen Wen found that his own strength had increased tremendously.
His muscles were like forged steel; Wen Wen had no doubt that even a direct hit from a demon-hunting bullet would leave his body unharmed.
Then, he threw a horizontal punch forward. The surface of his fist seemed to break through something, and then a burst of sound followed, with a fierce punch wind sweeping across more than ten meters in front of Wen Wen!
This kind of power…
Wen Wen imagined that if this punch landed on someone, complete disintegration would be almost certain.
“It feels… like I’m stronger than Lin Zheyuan… I should be around the Upper Sequence of the Assimilation Realm…”
Then Wen Wen shook his head again. He remembered the Upper Sequence demon hunter, ‘Glacier’.
The ice river that surrounded the entire residential area, and the final violent clearing of monsters as if chopping vegetables. Although he was powerful now, he was still significantly behind Glacier, so this should be the strength of the Middle Sequence of Assimilation. SuDian Novel Network.
However, the Philosophy Bracelet was not without its flaws.
Even when used through the Disaster Gloves, Wen Wen’s original physique disappeared. It seemed this physique had strong exclusivity.
But Wen Wen didn’t care much, because even if he combined all his other physiques, they wouldn’t be as powerful as the Philosophy Bracelet.
Furthermore, although the physique couldn't be used, the monster abilities housed in the ring could still be used, so it wasn't too much of a reduction in power.
But…
The only thing that made Wen Wen uncomfortable was his appearance when using this physique.
He was now over two meters tall, with bronze skin. On his lower half, he wore leather pants studded with metal rivets and a pair of leather boots in the same style.
His upper body was bare, adorned only with a few twisted black leather straps, and his face was covered by a black mask that exposed his eyes and chin.
In short, this appearance was completely contrary to Wen Wen’s usual style.
However, it was at least more comfortable than his previous near-naked state.
“With this power, my rescue plan can begin.”
He grasped his Containment Badge, and several bubbles appeared before him. This time, the young man imprisoned in Lishui Villa was at the forefront.
It seemed the selection of containment personnel was related to their region, but what surprised Wen Wen was that Chu Wei was also in these bubbles.
However, Wen Wen did not pay attention to Chu Wei for now, instead pointing his finger at the bubble.
Thus, Wen Wen, in his soul state, directly appeared in a dim dungeon.
This dungeon was about less than ten square meters, not even as large as the smallest cell in Wen Wen’s Containment Facility.
Then, Wen Wen looked at the young man sleeping curled up in the corner.
Seeing him here, Wen Wen felt much more relaxed.
If he had joined the Profane Blood, Wen Wen would have had nothing to rescue.
…
Heng An had been captured and brought here for four months.
He was a freshman in law school, and his father was a lawyer. He had been very rebellious since junior high because his father always said he was busy with work, leaving him with no time to accompany his wife and son.
Until one day, his father took leave, and they went on a family trip.
Unexpectedly, their entire tour group was captured by a group of unidentified individuals with strange abilities and taken to the deep mountains and old forests to be used for some kind of blood sacrifice.
Innocent people had their arteries cut, and their blood was poured onto a strange stone.
And Heng An’s parents died before Heng An’s eyes under these circumstances.
When it was Heng An’s turn, his throat was pierced, and his blood spilled onto that stone.
Then, the stone exploded!
All the strange individuals were in agony, and Heng An’s wound gradually healed on its own.
After that, demon hunters arrived, killed all the strange individuals, and then wiped Heng An’s memory.
However, Heng An only lost his memory for a few days before regaining it and vowing to hunt down those monsters!
To that end, he had been secretly honing himself and searching for traces of demon hunters.
Unfortunately, apart from his blood, he had no other special abilities and had not been noticed by the Hunter Association.
For a child like him, who had not received professional training, finding the Hunter Association was almost impossible.
A turning point came when he turned twenty. He awakened his own abilities, and on that very day, he was captured and tied up in this dungeon by the Profane Blood, suffering torment for four months.
But Heng An would not yield. He wanted to find an opportunity to completely destroy them!