The runes on the demon-hunting bullets were likely core technology within the Hunter Association.
Therefore, it was impossible for Wen Wen to obtain the manufacturing method for demon-hunting bullets, at least not at the moment.
However, Wen Wen himself fully possessed this rune. If he were to inscribe this rune onto bullets or knives, would it have a positive effect?
Wen Wen took out his notebook and drew the rune. After repeatedly confirming that there was not the slightest error, he stopped.
As a detective, drawing was a necessary skill... perhaps...
Wen Wen carefully placed the paper into the inner pocket of his black trench coat, intending to find an opportunity later to learn the technique of carving on metal, and to craft weapons with special abilities himself in the future.
This matter was settled. Next, he had to do something else. He walked a distance and found a refrigerator with a peculiar design, where the remaining blood plasma was preserved.
The Disaster Containment Facility had complete water and electricity, and all sorts of appliances. Although their styles differed from those outside, and were even more advanced, Wen Wen could still use them normally.
When Wen Wen arrived with the basin of blood, the female vampire turned away from him.
She was not as hungry as before now, so she could maintain her vampire dignity, at least not like a hungry beast as last time.
Every few days, Wen Wen had to feed the female vampire, otherwise her strength would decline, and Wen Wen himself would also weaken. Therefore, Wen Wen wouldn't let her get too hungry.
Fortunately, the female vampire only needed one bag of blood per meal now, unlike the first time when she drank more than twenty bags of blood plasma and Wen Wen had to go to great lengths to steal it.
"Quick, drink it."
Wen Wen pushed the dog bowl into the cell and said impatiently.
The female vampire initially ignored Wen Wen, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the blood. After a short while, she turned around with a displeased look, approached the dog bowl, and began to suck it greedily.
"I am, after all, a noble blood race. Can you change to a more presentable container?" After drinking a few sips, the female vampire tentatively asked.
"What do you want to change it to?" Wen Wen asked, picking at his ear.
Frankly, Wen Wen felt a little thrilled watching the female vampire lick the dog bowl, but to avoid seeming too perverse, he decided to change it for her.
Seeing Wen Wen's inclination to agree, the female vampire's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "A pure silver goblet, preferably with gemstones."
"You're pushing your luck. Then you can keep using this dog bowl." Wen Wen's face darkened, and he disappeared from the containment facility.
"Hey, hey, don't go! Then can you change it to a regular small basin?"
The female vampire sighed and looked at the remaining blood on the dog bowl. Her expression flickered, and she still picked it up and licked all the blood clean...
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After leaving the containment facility, Wen Wen began his daily routine of training.
First, he practiced the freezing ability he obtained from Ghost Qin Shuang. He placed his hand on the outside of a plastic bucket filled with water, and cold air emanated outwards. In no time, the plastic bucket was completely frozen.
"Hoo... that's about it. Qin Shuang was too weak, so this ability's limit is just this."
Qin Shuang's freezing ability was within Wen Wen's index finger ring. With just a snap of his fingers, he could freeze cola...
This ability was only useful for this purpose now. Relying on this ability to deal with enemies would get Wen Wen beaten into a pulp in minutes.
"Perhaps I should let that kid out, and then recapture him after he transforms into an evil spirit... No, no, this idea is too dangerous."
Wen Wen shook his head violently, suppressing the dangerous thought in his heart.
He was a person of action and possessed the intellect to carry out his ideas. Wen Wen, who had apprehended many criminals with high IQs, knew how much destruction someone like him could cause if they fell into darkness.
Therefore, Wen Wen had been suppressing certain perverse thoughts of his. He knew very well that falling into depravity began with dangerous thoughts.
He sat back down in the recliner, and Wen Wen summoned the black glove. Even under sunlight, its dark luster did not diminish in the slightest. The golden metal rings on it reflected dazzling light, creating a stark contrast.
"What exactly are you..."
Regarding the Disaster Containment Facility, Wen Wen was still clueless, but he could at least understand it. However, this black glove remained a mystery.
Besides borrowing the abilities of creatures within the containment facility, this glove had another characteristic: it was indestructible.
He had tried sword cuts, axe chops, and even drills, but none could damage the glove in the slightest. Wen Wen didn't even feel any pain.
At the same time, when the glove appeared, his right hand's strength was slightly greater than usual. Although not obvious, there was indeed a difference in strength.
Sometimes, Wen Wen even wondered if, when the glove appeared, that hand was still his own?
That black substance, rather than being a glove, seemed to be a part of another creature's body!
"Perhaps this is my unique superpower. Since that's the case, it needs a name... Let's call it 'Calamity'!"
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Walking on the street, the warm sunlight made Wen Wen feel a little itchy. Constantly using the vampire's basic abilities had made Wen Wen's perception of sunlight slightly different.
He was going out now to undertake another form of training: he wanted to train his sense of smell, which was part of the vampire's basic abilities.
When using the vampire physique, all his senses were more acute. His ears could hear the sound of blood flowing, his eyes could see normally in the dark, and his sense of smell had become extremely sensitive, like a dog's nose.
And now, Wen Wen wanted to effectively utilize these senses. What he was training now was his sense of smell.
The first level of a superpower user was exploration, exploring the limits of their abilities. Therefore, Wen Wen had been undergoing various forms of training during this period, and his strength had changed greatly from the beginning.
Yesterday, he had caught a few stray cats and dogs in the vicinity and sprayed them with a strangely scented perfume before letting them go.
And today, Wen Wen intended to catch all those cats and dogs, relying solely on his sense of smell!
This should greatly enhance his sense of smell, and might be of great use in the future!
The search was more difficult than he had imagined. Once he deliberately tried to discern the scents, all sorts of disgusting smells flooded his nostrils. It was indeed somewhat difficult to isolate the scent of the perfume from these smells.
But this did not deter Wen Wen. After a period of discernment, he successfully found an orange fat cat.
"Good boy, little cutie, come to Uncle here."
Wen Wen tiptoed closer. It was broad daylight, and to avoid trouble, he didn't want to use his supernatural abilities in public.
Suddenly, the phone rang. The fat cat's body tensed up, and it jumped a few times before disappearing from Wen Wen's sight.
The orange cat ran away, but Wen Wen was not too discouraged. Finding that cat meant his training was successful. He picked up the phone, which displayed a somewhat unfamiliar number.
"Hello, hello." Wen Wen pressed the answer button.
"Hello, is this Detective Wen?" A woman's voice came from the other end. Her common language was a bit unfamiliar, suggesting she was not from the Huafu District.
"Yes, may I ask who you are?" Wen Wen raised an eyebrow. Business had arrived.
"I would like to commission you to help me find someone..." The woman's voice trembled, indicating she needed help.
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