The damp, sticky blood covered the ground, and several dismembered corpses were scattered around the room, looking somewhat gruesome.
A young man, not yet twenty, knelt in the bloody pool, his head bowed in silence.
His face, clothes, and hands were all stained with crimson blood, all of it from the few corpses.
A middle-aged woman in a floral dress lay with her head resting on his knees, her eyes closed, her expression tinged with unwillingness.
A dark red stain of blood bloomed on her chest.
This woman was already cold.
Her last words were:
'You scared me, don't do that again...'
The young man's eyes were vacant, he remained in this posture, kneeling until the blood on the ground dried, his legs growing stiff.
Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, the expression on his face could no longer hold back. He leaned down, embraced the woman's head, and wept uncontrollably.
"Mom, I was wrong, I won't do that again..."
"Can you wake up..."
"I'm sorry, I'll never..."
...
"I thought you would process them into something interesting, I didn't expect you to stop at this. Truly disappointing."
A familiar voice echoed, and Wen Wen snapped back from his memories, his face as calm as still water, revealing nothing.
"You're still here? Do you enjoy peeking? What a twisted hobby." Wen Wen taunted.
"Tsk, I noticed these people earlier, so I wanted to see how you'd handle them. I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted. As for twisted hobbies... as long as it makes me happy, it's a good hobby."
Gao Fang sat on a roof, looking down at Wen Wen with amusement.
Wen Wen probed, "Are you going to stare at me like this for the first five days of this game?"
"No, no, no, that would be too boring. I have no interest in following you around. I'll find something more interesting to do."
Gao Fang gave a twisted smile, then vanished from Wen Wen's sight, off to wreak havoc on someone else.
This time, Wen Wen thoroughly scanned his surroundings, ensuring that fellow wasn't hiding anywhere to spectate, before finally relaxing.
He ran to a rooftop, sat on the railing, and began contemplating his strategy while the cold wind blew.
"I can't go on like this. If he controls the pace, I have no chance of winning."
"To win, I must control the game's rhythm myself!"
He rubbed his forehead and then muttered to himself:
"There are three things I need to do now. The first is to deal with the mark on my hand. This mark might be a contingency from that fellow, I must find a way to resolve its threat."
"The second is to find a way to deal with him. According to him, the one I can contact is just a clone. Even if I kill this clone, I can't do anything to him..."
"As for the third, I need to find Yan Biqing and win this game!"
The sky gradually brightened. The sun's silhouette rose from the east of the city, its morning rays illuminating Wen Wen's face, giving him a sense of freshness.
"Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever watched a sunrise like this... it's quite beautiful."
Next, Wen Wen raised his hand. The back of his hand was smooth and fair, with no abnormalities. But he knew that a game controller's imprint had once been there.
"I'll deal with this first, otherwise, I won't feel at ease doing anything else."
He first transformed into the Disaster Jailer state, then with a thought, entered the containment facility. The moment he entered, a black barrier rose around him, enveloping him tightly.
This way, even if Gao Fang could spy on him through this mark, he would see nothing.
Wen Wen didn't believe Gao Fang's strength could surpass that of the Disaster Jailer within the containment facility.
In his Disaster Jailer form, Wen Wen's strength was on a completely different level. The game mark, which he couldn't detect before, was now crystal clear.
"Hmm... this thing does seem to be just a safeguard for the game. As long as I don't violate the rules, which I have no intention of doing, or try to cheat after losing the game, this mark won't activate."
"He can't get anything from here, so I don't have to worry about this mark exploding like a timed bomb, nor do I have to worry about him spying on me through it."
"I could clear this mark, but it has a faint connection to him. Once it's removed, he'll definitely notice, which will cause more trouble."
"However..."
Wen Wen scratched his chin. At first glance, the mark seemed like a rather conscientious thing, functioning like a contract between superhumans.
But upon closer inspection, the mark had a core function.
That is, if Wen Wen lost, the next round of the game would automatically begin!
Yes, if Wen Wen didn't have the containment facility, he would be forced to keep playing with that fellow after losing a round.
If he kept losing, who knew what that fellow's conditions would become.
After a moment of thought, Wen Wen made up his mind.
He decided to only disable the contingency of the mark, keeping its other functions intact.
Ordinary superhumans absolutely could not do this, but Wen Wen within the containment facility could.
Black energy surged in his other hand, and he placed it on the mark. The black energy manipulated with surgical precision.
Wen Wen didn't understand this mark well, but with sufficient strength, he could see through these lower-level things clearly.
After dealing with the mark, Wen Wen sat cross-legged on the ground and began to ponder how to find Yan Biqing and deal with him.
Even though he could disavow responsibility at any time, Wen Wen didn't want to lose this game. Because if he lost, even without the mark, that fellow would definitely cling to him.
Based on their brief contact, Wen Wen knew that such people were like persistent dog fur. If you didn't kill them outright, they would always cling on.
Therefore, Wen Wen not only wanted to win, but he also wanted to use this opportunity to get rid of that fellow!
"The target is Yan Biqing. I know nothing about him, only that he might be in Furong River City recently. I'm at a disadvantage here."
"The Hunter's Association might have relevant information, but how do I obtain it?"
"If I go in to steal something, I might be discovered by Lin Zhe Yuan, and then my relationship with the Hunter's Association will be gone."
"My only advantage is these five days in advance. Once the time is up, with that fellow's bizarre abilities, I might not have another chance."
Even for Wen Wen, finding a superhuman known only by name and appearance was incredibly difficult.
Moreover, Yan Biqing had failed to advance to the assimilation realm, meaning he possessed at least peak realm strength. Wen Wen alone might not be his match, and even if he found him, success might not be guaranteed.
Suddenly, Wen Wen clapped his hands and said, "Why don't I just join the Hunter's Association!"
"This way, I can use the Hunter's Association to corner Yan Biqing, and then find an opportunity to hunt him down!"
"To get rid of him, I should put in all my effort. This is something that must be done!"