Wen Wen earnestly advised, "You probably already know that once you're locked in here, there's no possibility of leaving. Whether you're willing or not, you'll eventually have to work for me. Why not be rational and suffer less?"
Red Beard snorted, "I'm not like those softies living next door. Even if you kill me, I won't work for you."
Wen Wen was quite disdainful. Every monster started out so defiant, yet every monster eventually succumbed.
If it weren't for seeing potential in Red Beard, he would have resorted to torture long ago. What wouldn't Detective Wen do? If angered, Wen Wen could change his meals to excrement.
"Name your price. If I can accept it, I will fulfill it. If I cannot, you will taste pain."
Red Beard pondered for a moment before saying, "I want my forging tools, and I need sufficient forging time each day. You also need to provide me with the materials I require..."
"What?"
Wen Wen's eyes widened as he looked at Red Beard. Had this guy's brain been damaged by his own sword energy? Was this considered a condition?
"If you can't even meet these, you might as well kill me," Red Beard closed his eyes and lay down on the ground as if dead.
From his conversations with nearby monsters, Red Beard knew that Wen Wen assigned tasks to them daily and occasionally sent them out to fight. Otherwise, the monsters were idle in their cells.
Red Beard didn't particularly care about losing his freedom, but forging was his life. Not being allowed to forge was worse than death.
Wen Wen's eyes darted around for a moment before he understood. He then put on an act, saying, "These conditions are really... forget it, consider it my great mercy."
After the two reached an agreement, Wen Wen converted Red Beard's cell into a forging workshop and returned all the tools confiscated from Red Beard.
"From now on, your task is to forge superpowered items here for the containment facility."
"If you don't behave, I'll have you attend Monster University, and your daily assignments will be doubled!"
Red Beard nodded repeatedly, fearing Wen Wen would go back on his word.
Subsequently, Wen Wen procured two boxes of materials from the containment shop and placed them before Red Beard, saying, "For now, use these to practice. If you run out, someone will bring you new ones."
Red Beard opened the boxes, his fingers brushing against the materials with a hint of intoxication.
Although he had controlled an iron factory before, the materials he could obtain were limited, unlike an organization like the containment facility. If the facility could continuously provide him with materials, living here wouldn't be so bad.
After touching them for a while, Red Beard asked Wen Wen in confusion, "The materials this time are very good, but why are they all round?"
The materials laid out before Red Beard, whether metal, stone, or even monster materials, were all spheres of varying sizes.
Wen Wen rubbed his nose and said, "This is a special process of the containment facility."
These spheres were actually all manufactured by that old man who was fond of manipulating things. Once he went for too long without anything to manipulate, he would enter a state of frenzy. Thus, Wen Wen sent people to deliver a pile of materials to the old man every few days for him to handle.
Materials that had been manipulated by that old man not only became more pleasing to the eye but also had their natural degradation rate significantly reduced.
Additionally, for things like crystals, they could be directly turned into crystal balls without any processing, saving a lot of waste and labor...
Although all the material was spherical, which seemed a bit strange, Red Beard accepted it happily and immediately got to work.
Seeing him engrossed in his work, Wen Wen left with satisfaction.
After Wen Wen left, Red Beard stopped hammering and sighed.
He wasn't truly foolish; how could he enjoy working for Wen Wen?
But after understanding the nature of the containment facility, he realized that this was the only way to do what he wanted within the facility.
After leaving Red Beard, Wen Wen suddenly heard a seductive moan.
Looking towards the source of the sound, he saw Hu Youling, who had been lying in a cell in the disaster zone, finally waking from her slumber.
The giant white fox stood up, a white mist emanating from its body, enveloping it. When the mist dissipated, only a stunning woman in a white dress remained in the cell.
A radiant smile adorned her face, and five fluffy white tails playfully swayed behind her. She lightly brushed a strand of hair away from her face, giving an initial impression of a celestial being from poetry, beautiful yet untouchable.
But her ethereal beauty lasted only for a few seconds. Upon seeing Wen Wen, she immediately moved to the bars and beckoned him, saying, "Mister, want to come and play?"
Wen Wen was not surprised at all; this was the true nature of this fox spirit.
He obediently walked over. Although he wouldn't be seduced by Hu Youling, if Hu Youling was going to offer a benefit, he wouldn't lose anything by taking a look.
As Wen Wen approached, Hu Youling's face turned slightly red. She lifted the hem of her skirt, and Wen Wen's gaze followed her hand upwards.
But as his gaze drifted, Wen Wen could see nothing.
Two small silver hands covered Wen Wen's eyes, preventing him from seeing what was happening to Hu Youling.
Wen Wen forcefully pushed away the small hands, only to find that Hu Youling's skirt had already been lowered by the silver hands. He could see nothing...
"Where did these hands come from? What is going on?"
Wen Wen's eyes reddened, and he felt an urge to lash out. Hu Youling's awakening was a good thing, but him being unable to see anything was a bad thing.
Wen Wen then conducted some tests and discovered that the culprit was the silver crescent mark on his hand.
This mark seemed to possess its own consciousness. It didn't interfere with Wen Wen's actions under normal circumstances, but whenever a woman tried to seduce Wen Wen through various means, it would employ various tactics to stop her.
If it were only this, it would be fine; Wen Wen was not popular with women anyway.
However, even when Wen Wen looked at certain special comics and adult films, these little hands would appear to disrupt him.
Most people, when encountering 'holy light' or 'shadow priest' effects, could find versions without them. But Wen Wen's holy light and shadow priest were imprinted on him!
What tragedy this was for a man.
"This is outrageous! It's either you or me!"
Wen Wen was so angered by these little hands that he was about to go mad. He directly activated his Black Body state, intending to forcefully expel these little hands from his body.
Although the containment facility seemed to have some mysterious connection with this crescent moon, making it difficult for Wen Wen to expel it, the facility was ultimately led by Wen Wen. With some cost, forceful expulsion was still possible.
Sensing Wen Wen's determination, the silver crescent moon emitted a sorrowful emotion, seeming on the verge of tears.
Wen Wen inexplicably softened. In the end, he reached an agreement with this silver crescent moon.
These little hands would only obstruct ill-intentioned individuals from then on and would not affect Wen Wen's normal life. Thus, the matter was settled...