Wen Wen sighed. It was unrealistic to expect a Disaster-class anomaly to know everything. He asked, "Then tell me, what can you do?"
The mirror shifted forward slightly. Jidro, like an actor in a shopping channel advertisement, enthusiastically promoted his abilities.
"Great Master, as long as you give me an order, I can show you anything you wish to see. Heavily guarded secret rooms, unknown secret realms, as long as you want to see them, you can."
Wen Wen's eyes gradually brightened. If its abilities were truly as powerful as it claimed, then it might indeed be very useful.
So Wen Wen said, "Let me try it first. Hmm... what is Gu Panxi doing?"
A mist suddenly rose on the mirror's surface, and then Wen Wen felt as if he had arrived in a place shrouded in mist.
"Hmm, is it bringing me to the scene myself? What a good thing."
The sound of rushing water filled Wen Wen's imagination. Then he felt his vision suddenly blocked, his eyeballs seeming to be grabbed by something.
Next, he saw an angry face and heard a furious roar.
"How dare you peek at me showering? No matter who you are, if I catch you, I will kill you."
Then, Wen Wen heard the sound of an egg shattering, and his vision disappeared completely.
After his vision vanished, Wen Wen's eyes began to ache inexplicably, tears streaming down his face. When the pain subsided, Wen Wen found his eyes bloodshot.
"Jidro, what's going on?" Wen Wen asked Jidro, who was wearing sunglasses, holding a brick and speaking kindly. This guy's abilities were as unreliable as those advertised in shopping channels.
"Master, you were discovered peeking," the magic mirror replied softly.
"Ga ga..." Scarlet gas began to emerge from Wen Wen's body, and he looked at Jidro with bloodshot eyes, saying, "Didn't you say that as long as I want, I can see anything I want to see?"
He felt Jidro was a big liar. Apart from mist and an angry face, he saw nothing else.
Since his eyes were injured, he should at least see something to make it worthwhile.
Jidro trembled in the mirror and said, "Master, I can only let you see what you want to see, but I didn't say you wouldn't be discovered while looking..."
After a brief exchange, Wen Wen discovered that Jidro's ability was to construct a magic eye at the location Wen Wen wished to observe and connect this eye to Wen Wen's own eyes.
And the process of forming this magic eye... was quite audacious!
"No wonder you are only a Disaster-class anomaly. This kind of blatant surveillance can probably only be used to observe places that are not guarded...
If it were truly omniscient and omnipotent like the magic mirrors in stories, it would at least be a Catastrophe-class anomaly."
Knowing its ability's limitations, Wen Wen no longer held high hopes for it. Instead, he asked, "Ahem, I have a subordinate trapped in the depths of the grey fog layer. How can I help him return to the real world?"
Jidro became spirited again. Wen Wen had a use for it, and only then did it have a reason to exist.
"Respected Master, everything that exists in the real world will form a projection in the grey fog layer. However, the grey fog layer is a much vaster place than the real world, so the positions of the projections do not correspond one-to-one with the real world."
"If you want him to return safely to the real world, you must first find the real-world coordinates of his location, and then send a super-powered individual to construct a passage."
Wen Wen actually knew all of this, but the problem was that he couldn't find the corresponding coordinates.
"Hehehe, this is simple. You can leave it to me," Jidro said with a sly grin.
...
Since joining the Containment Facility, Feng Ruixing's life had gradually become fulfilling.
The life of debauchery and indulgence he once lived was completely abandoned. Managing the SRS Foundation and training his super-powers were his main pursuits.
For a solitary super-powered individual like him, having a backing made all the difference in his life.
Although he possessed strong super-powers, he had always been cautious and dared not overstep. But now, as the financial manager of a large super-powered organization, he naturally had much more confidence.
Well... a large super-powered organization was his own imagination.
During this period, his business had developed at an explosive rate, and the SRS Foundation, which he had just taken over, was also being managed more and more smoothly.
Initially, the capital Wen Wen gave him was at most a few million yuan, but now it was a company with a market value close to ten million.
Although the increase was not very large, it was already quite considerable within such a short period.
Moreover, the foundation's main projects were not particularly profitable industries. Everything was primarily aimed at meeting the needs of the Containment Facility. Now, apart from living people, the foundation could supply any supplies the Containment Facility required.
Recently, Feng Ruixing was also planning to establish a security company to train the foundation's own force.
In short, Feng Ruixing was currently in a state of immense satisfaction, and managing the foundation had reignited his long-lost passion.
Suddenly, his Containment Officer badge vibrated. He picked it up and received a message.
So he quickly found a secluded spot and entered the Containment Facility.
After absorbing that part of the Containment Facility fragments from Wen Li, the facility gained this function, allowing anyone with permission to send messages to specific Containment Officers through the Central Administrator.
Upon entering, he saw Heng An, who was sparring with the man in the metallic suit. They exchanged blows with precise movements, their fighting style only slightly more aesthetic than a common street brawl.
Seeing the badge hanging on Heng An's chest, Feng Ruixing realized that Heng An was also a Containment Officer.
"I thought I was the weakest Containment Officer, but I didn't expect there to be someone weaker than me. I could achieve Master Ye-level combat power with just some money..." Of course, he only thought this and didn't say it aloud.
Heng An finished his training and walked over to Feng Ruixing, his bright eyes staring at him for a while.
"You are the Feng Containment Officer that the Boss wanted to see? He is waiting for you in Disaster-100."
Disaster-100 was a lounge room set up by Wen Wen as a cell. It contained a television, a computer, a desk, and his favorite rocking chair.
And 'Boss' was Heng An's way of referring to Wen Wen. Since Wen Wen had never specified how he should be addressed, Heng An used this method.
As Feng Ruixing was about to leave, Heng An said, "By the way, Mr. Feng, could you spar with me sometime? I haven't fought against a super-powered individual yet."
"Sure, we can learn from each other and improve," Feng Ruixing agreed with a smile.
After Feng Ruixing left, Heng An looked at the man in the metallic suit and asked, "Can I defeat him?"
The man in the metallic suit smiled and said, "You should be able to. At the same cultivation level, most super-powered individuals are no match for you..."