After dismissing Zhao Jinwu, Wen Wen picked up the money chests and returned to his car.
While he wasn't someone who worshipped money, he was slightly thrilled to receive such a large sum for the first time.
However, his excitement lasted only a few minutes before he calmed down completely.
For him, if he merely desired money, relying on the Containment Facility, it wasn't impossible to become as wealthy as Zhang Kewei.
But that wasn't what he wanted.
This money was merely a stepping stone to achieve his goals, and its value was less than that of an ordinary containment item. It was hardly worth paying attention to.
"However... is it really appropriate to give all this money to Feng Ruixing?"
"As the highest authority holder of the Containment Facility, I can't be too stingy. Therefore, I need some funds for activities."
Well, Wen Wen ultimately withheld five hundred thousand from this sum.
After receiving the money, Wen Wen returned to the Containment Facility and sent Feng Ruixing a message, asking him to come to the facility as soon as possible, as he had a task to assign.
...
Meanwhile, in a luxurious restaurant, Feng Ruixing was having dinner with one of his major suppliers.
Several days had passed since he joined the Disaster Containment Facility, and he hadn't visited it during this time.
Frankly, he was somewhat afraid of the place, as he had been coerced into joining.
Since Wen Wen hadn't actively sought him out, he wouldn't actively seek out Wen Wen either.
He was completely unfamiliar with the place, and even if he were bullied there, he wouldn't have anyone to stand up for him.
Being a superpowered individual, he enjoyed his current comfort.
In the business world, he could easily command the entire situation, but in front of Wen Wen, he was just a subordinate.
Suddenly, Feng Ruixing shivered.
A majestic aura appeared in his mind, accompanied by a message.
This was Wen Wen urging him to enter the Disaster Containment Facility.
Upon receiving the notification, despite the delicacies laid out before him, he found them tasteless and felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
It was like the feeling of a teacher about to check homework, but you hadn't done it.
Feng Ruixing hastily concluded his discussion with the supplier, found an empty room, retrieved a piece of chalk, lifted the carpet, and began drawing a strange pattern.
The first physical entry into the Containment Facility required a specific ritual.
At other times, one could enter the facility at any time and place with the containment personnel's badge and chains.
Filled with trepidation, Feng Ruixing finally set foot on the grounds of the Containment Facility, finding himself in the central hub of the Disaster Zone.
"This place looks ancient, yet it also seems far more advanced than modern technology."
For example, the man in the silver-white metallic suit who was greeting him was definitely something that modern technology could not replicate.
Feng Ruixing took a deep breath and strode forward.
He knew that from this moment on, he was no longer a recluse superpowered individual.
"This is the world of the superpowered!"
Under the guidance of the metallic-suited administrator of the Disaster Zone's central hub, Feng Ruixing obtained his own equipment.
Although these items looked unremarkable, Feng Ruixing knew that they were priceless.
However, throughout the process, he hadn't seen anyone else, suggesting that the organization didn't have many members.
After completing the procedures, a palm-sized black butterfly flew from somewhere, circling around him.
If one looked closely, they would notice that this butterfly was actually composed of black energy.
Feng Ruixing understood that the butterfly wanted to lead him somewhere, so he followed it.
First, the butterfly took him to the cemetery for containment personnel, where the gravestones possessed a mystical power.
Allowing new containment personnel to immerse themselves in this atmosphere helped them integrate into the Containment Facility.
Even Feng Ruixing, who usually maintained a detached attitude, felt deeply touched after leaving the cemetery.
Next, the butterfly led him to a place that resembled a giant prison, with empty cells on both sides.
As they walked, a black-haired beautiful girl, holding a rag and meticulously wiping the cell bars, caught Feng Ruixing's attention.
This girl possessed an aura he hadn't seen in other women, and such a woman was actually here, cleaning.
It was an utter waste of talent!
Well, it was just that the girl was a puppet, so her aura was different from that of normal women...
Then, he saw the various monsters imprisoned in the Disaster Zone. Looking at these ferocious specters, Feng Ruixing felt a sense of inferiority.
He was just a weakling who couldn't even deal with a vampire...
At the entrance of a very ornate cell, a jailer wearing a mask stood. The black butterfly dissipated at the entrance of this cell, clearly indicating that he had reached his destination.
This was also a cell, but it looked different from the others.
The interior decoration had a peculiar style; although there was no gold or silver, it possessed a unique charm.
The man in black who had invited him to join the Containment Facility sat at a table and extended his hand towards him.
Feng Ruixing subconsciously straightened his clothes and then nervously sat opposite the man in black.
This man in black was naturally Wen Wen. He took out a thermos cup with pink cat ears, poured a cup of dark red liquid, and pushed it towards Feng Ruixing.
"It's rather simple here, so I can only entertain you with something like this."
Feng Ruixing took a sip, smacked his lips, and then looked at Wen Wen with a hint of surprise.
As soon as the wine touched his throat, he looked at Wen Wen in astonishment.
He recognized the taste of the wine as being the same as the one he had served his clients, and that bottle of wine cost six figures!
To be able to serve such wine in such a humble cup, this person shouldn't be lacking money.
Then, what was his purpose in recruiting him?
Actually, he didn't know. Wen Wen also felt a craving when he saw Feng Ruixing drinking.
This was because it was the most expensive wine that had ever been poured into the Hundred Flavors Cup.
If Wen Wen wished, he could even drink this wine like water.
However, he knew what could be poured from this cup, so even though he knew the wine wouldn't be mixed with any impurities, he couldn't bring himself to drink it.
For many things, if you don't know how they were made, you can eat them, such as certain takeout items, such as saliva-chewed sake, or boneless chicken feet.
But once you've seen the filthy kitchen, and witnessed the... masticated product from an auntie...
You just can't eat it anymore.
After Feng Ruixing put down the wine cup, Wen Wen said sternly, "Since you became a containment personnel, you haven't visited the facility even once, which is not good. You should be more proactive."
"You've been to that cemetery, so you should know that the Disaster Containment Facility is not a terrifying organization. I hope you can genuinely serve the facility."