San Zaier drove into Shengjing City, looking rather listless.
Several days had passed since Wen Wen returned to the real world from the gray fog layer. They had driven all the way from Qianhe City, Xiangnan Province, to Shengjing City.
Oh, right. San Zaier wasn't down because of the long drive.
It was because that night they went out for hot pot, Wen Wen ordered extra spicy. It was the first time San Zaier had eaten anything so good. Even though it couldn't handle spicy food, it kept stuffing its mouth, so its stomach had been unwell for the past few days.
Wen Wen rolled down the window and looked at the scenery outside. Although he had visited many cities for work, this was his first time in Shengjing City.
Shengjing City was the largest city in the Huafu Region, with a population of nearly thirty million. It was the political, economic, and cultural center of Huafu.
There were many famous tourist attractions here, but Wen Wen didn't visit any. He never liked traveling; he found fighting monsters more enjoyable.
Furthermore, according to regulations, all superhumans who came to Shengjing City had to register with the headquarters immediately. Therefore, Wen Wen couldn't afford to waste too much time outside.
He directly had San Zaier drive to the headquarters of the Hunter Association, Kunlun Mountain.
Yes, this entire mountain was the association's base.
"This place is much grander than other cities..."
Wen Wen gazed in amazement at the dense array of buildings on the mountain. Especially the skyscraper in the very center of the complex, built entirely of steel, which made Wen Wen marvel.
Then he got out of the car and underwent the inspection for entry into the association.
The inspection was mainly to confirm Wen Wen's identity. As for the contraband he carried and San Zaier, they were glanced at briefly and then allowed through.
For superhumans, such checks were sufficient. It wasn't like public transportation hubs for ordinary people where even a fruit knife would be confiscated.
After all, superhumans themselves were already dangerous enough. As long as they weren't carrying bombs capable of leveling an entire mountain, everything else was considered normal.
The moment he stepped into the association, Wen Wen felt a sense of oppression. The air seemed to contain something that suppressed superhuman abilities, significantly limiting Wen Wen's strength.
"It's gentler than Heng An's blood, but much more powerful... Even I feel heavily suppressed."
In just a minute or two, Wen Wen adapted to this suppression. Then, led by an assistant, he completed the registration for the游猎者 (Youliezhe) assessment and the procedures for checking into the association's headquarters.
The entire process was very simple. They merely glanced at Wen Wen's recommendation letter, registered his information, and it was less complicated than getting a bank card.
No one looked down on Wen Wen for being a detective, nor did anyone praise him for his extraordinary talent. Everything was as calm as water.
In reality, this was the norm. The situations described above only happened in fantasy works.
Holding his room card, Wen Wen found the dormitory where he would be staying for the time being.
It was less of a dormitory and more of a small luxury residential area. The complex had a supermarket, restaurants, a gym, an armory...
In short, most things a superhuman might need could be obtained here, unless they were looking for a "big sword massage."
Everything was specially built to accommodate them, these visiting superhumans staying temporarily at the headquarters... Permanently residing superhumans were usually assigned housing.
Among these facilities, Wen Wen paid special attention to the gym.
Many of the equipment there appeared to be specially designed for superhumans: dumbbells weighing nearly a ton, supersonic treadmills, dodgeball played with Gatling guns...
"I must come here to play when I have the chance."
After a cursory look around, Wen Wen prepared to return to his dormitory. His room was in Building A7, Room 304.
As Wen Wen walked to the bottom of Building A7, he saw a young man wearing headphones, lying in a chair, with a lewd smile appearing on his face from time to time.
It was clear he was listening to a livestream.
Well, in the Federation, livestreams were for listening...
Due to strict limitations on camera technology, the livestream industry in the Federation had taken a peculiar path.
Streamers could create their own channels and earn money by telling short stories or chatting with their listeners. This was considered an emerging industry in the Federation.
Seeing the man engrossed in entertainment, Wen Wen directly yanked off his headphones and said, "There are only ten-odd days left until the assessment, and you're lying here like a salted fish?"
"Tsk, you're here too."
The man stood up. It was Chu Wei. He patted Wen Wen's shoulder with a smirk and said, "You should know, whether I train my abilities or not, I'll always be like this."
Wen Wen was a bit speechless. He could hear the voice from the headphones; it was a young woman acting coquettish and cute, with a very sweet voice.
However, Wen Wen had never liked listening to such things. He'd rather listen to science popularization or crosstalk. Who knew what kind of face was behind those sweet voices?
But given how unbearably sweet the streamer's voice was, Wen Wen curiously asked, "What's this streamer's name?"
Chu Wei excitedly replied, "Biluochun Juan'er! Her voice is so cute. I heard she's only seventeen. If you listen to her streams too, we'll be brothers from different mothers."
Wen Wen shook his head. Chu Wei was still a fanboy.
So he refused, saying, "No, I arrived late, so I need to focus on preparing for the assessment."
With that, Wen Wen walked upstairs. Chu Wei didn't mind and continued to lie on the chair, listening to that sweet voice.
After returning to his room, Wen Wen looked around, ensuring there were no surveillance devices, and then entered the Containment Facility.
There were still more than ten days until the assessment began. Due to the special nature of Shengjing City, superhumans from outside Shengjing City were strictly prohibited from engaging in superhuman activities within the city limits.
Therefore, although Wen Wen's actions were not restricted during these ten-odd days, he could not hunt in Shengjing City. This meant Wen Wen had to find a way to utilize these days.
What he wanted to do most was recruit new collectors.
It had been a long time since he had contained any new monsters. Heng An was still undergoing combat training in the Containment Facility, and Feng Ruixing's strength was simply insufficient to hunt monsters.
Gong Bao Ding, who was very powerful, had just become the captain of a demon hunter team in a city and had no time for captures. This resulted in Wen Wen being the only person serving as a collector in the Containment Facility.
Therefore, Wen Wen planned to recruit new collectors. He placed his hand on the collector's badge, and immediately countless bubbles floated around him. Sudan Novel Network
"Hmm, as expected of a big city, there are more potential collectors to choose from than in previous cities."
After searching through the bubbles for a while, Wen Wen fixed his gaze on one bubble and said, stroking his chin,
"This one... I should have chosen him before. This time, it's you."