Although Wen Wen also knew that he was getting stronger bit by bit, he could hardly be considered a superpowered individual.
Normal superpowered individuals at his level of strength should be able to sense abnormalities, and when they were about to ascend to the Assimilation realm, they might encounter a crisis that could lead to the loss of self.
However, Wen Wen had never experienced any of these.
He had been training for seven to eight hours at an extremely high intensity before stopping. He couldn't train his body in any other way because his body was already too strong.
Wen Wen stood up, used a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and walked to the trash can to throw the tissue away.
"Huh… wait, why did I walk over to throw it away?"
Wen Wen was someone who disliked doing unnecessary things. He could have thrown the tissue into the trash can from his previous position, so why did he need to walk over specifically?
For an ordinary person, such a minor abnormality would not be pondered, nor would it even be noticed.
But Wen Wen was different. He had been struggling with his loss of control all along, so he paid close attention to his own state.
As soon as a hint of it appeared, he realized something was wrong with him.
"This town is really not right. Even I'm a bit affected… and the townsfolk's condition is also somewhat off. Even with strict management, it's impossible to reach this point."
Suddenly, Wen Wen's door was slammed open with great force.
"Save me, save me!"
Wen Wen opened the door and saw a middle-aged man with disheveled clothes and an dispirited demeanor standing outside. This man was Yuan Zhi, who had just escaped from the church.
"You are Detective Wen, aren't you? You're a demon hunter, right? I need your help!"
Behind Yuan Zhi, the innkeeper stood holding a kerosene lamp, watching the two of them calmly. In the light of the flame, his face looked somewhat sinister.
Wen Wen felt uncomfortable and directly welcomed Yuan Zhi in, then immediately closed the door, blocking the innkeeper's gaze.
"Speak, who sent you here."
Wen Wen didn't believe that any ordinary person could accurately find his address.
"Someone tall and fat. He said only you could save me, and I had no choice but to..."
Wen Wen's lips curved into a twisted smile: "Interesting, it seems they're after me… Tell me, what did you encounter."
Ever since entering this town, Wen Wen had felt a subtle sense of incongruity. Now that something was actually happening, he felt much happier.
Seeing Wen Wen's smile, Yuan Zhi hesitated. However, no matter how frightening Wen Wen's expression was, it was more reassuring than the seemingly normal residents outside, so he still chose to trust Wen Wen.
"It's like this, I returned here to live about half a month ago..."
…
After listening to Yuan Zhi's narration, Wen Wen stroked his chin.
"If I hadn't stayed in this town for an afternoon, I would think you were crazy, or that you were hallucinating. But now..."
Wen Wen confirmed that there was indeed a problem with the town!
He reached out and pulled off the broken pendant hanging on Yuan Zhi's chest.
"You were able to be unaffected by this town before, likely due to the protection of this pendant. However, the pendant also has its limits, so it broke."
Hearing Wen Wen speak so coherently, Yuan Zhi looked at him with hope.
"Then... Detective Wen, can you help me get out? If I stay here any longer, I might go mad."
Wen Wen nodded, smiling at Yuan Zhi, "Yes, you can, but you can't leave until this is over..."
"Why?" Yuan Zhi asked, confused.
Wen Wen did not explain, but instead stared at Yuan Zhi's bulging pocket, his eyes gleaming slightly, "I'm a detective, and I haven't taken on any cases recently… so…"
"Oh, oh, I understand."
Yuan Zhi took out a wad of cash from his pocket and said to Wen Wen, "As long as you can save me, I..."
Wen Wen snatched the money into his hands and said, "This is enough. I guarantee you'll live a normal life from now on."
Yuan Zhi: "..."
If he hadn't experienced the bizarre scene before, and if an angel hadn't tried to kill him, he would have suspected Wen Wen of being a con artist.
Previously, in Furong River City, all living expenses were covered by Lin Zheyuan.
After he started traveling, Wen Wen no longer had a salary, and his car was a big spender. Not long ago, changing a tire cost a lot of money.
Although Wen Wen still had considerable savings, he couldn't just live off them. Therefore, he decided to resume his old profession as a detective: taking money and resolving troubles!
While happily counting the money, Wen Wen's expression suddenly changed. He leaned towards the window and looked down.
Below the window, there were scattered points of firelight. One to two hundred townsfolk had gathered under the inn, each holding a torch and staring grimly at Wen Wen's room.
Wen Wen stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Things are getting more and more interesting. Someone is causing trouble. Let's go, come with me to meet these people."
Then, Wen Wen waved his hand, and San Zai crawled up his leg to his neck.
"Wen, Detective Wen, are we just going out like this?"
Looking at the townsfolk outside, who were much more aggressive than before, Yuan Zhi's legs trembled.
"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Wen Wen said nonchalantly. They were just ordinary people; even if they had cheats, so what?
"Then… can I not go out?" Yuan Zhi stepped back and said.
"Wait a moment."
Wen Wen took a length of rope from a box, tied a simple knot, and then swung the rope, directly looping it around Yuan Zhi's neck.
Yuan Zhi was both amused and exasperated. "Detective Wen, what are you doing?"
Wen Wen didn't reply and directly tugged the rope, dragging Yuan Zhi out of the inn's entrance.
As he led Yuan Zhi along, Wen Wen shook his head: "Alas, why am I leading a man? How beautiful would the scene be if I were leading Hu Youling."
As soon as they stepped out, the townsfolk all stared at Wen Wen and the other man with the exact same expression. They neither dispersed nor approached rashly.
Yuan Zhi timidly hid behind Wen Wen, while Wen Wen's expression was very natural. Changing one's behavior because of others' gazes could hardly be called being a pervert.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy!"
The town mayor walked out, leaning on his cane, and said to Wen Wen, "Outsider, the person behind you is an unforgivable criminal. We are taking him to the church for judgment. Do not do anything superfluous."
Wen Wen dug into his ear and asked, "So, may I ask what crime he committed?"
"Unfaithful to faith, disharmony in family, greed, recklessness..." the mayor said without hesitation.
Wen Wen spat, "Pah, you say these things, but not a single one violates the federal criminal law. Besides, you are not a law enforcement agency, nor are you qualified to judge others."
Although Wen Wen himself often engaged in private sentencing, he felt no psychological pressure when criticizing others.