The ground was covered with sand, and there was sand everywhere, so this was a desert.
The stars twinkled in the sky, and the sun was not visible, so it must be night.
The middle-aged Wen Wen knew all of this, and had seen it before.
But everything he had seen in the first half of his life had never felt real.
The young man in front of him was the young man he had once seen, his true self.
After sensing everything around him, the middle-aged Wen Wen suddenly felt a sting in his nose, and then burst into tears.
The feeling of going from a virtual consciousness to a real existence was not something a normal person could understand.
Wen Wen looked at the middle-aged man who was crying profusely, a smile on his lips; all his hard work was worth it.
That's right, it was the middle-aged man. During the ritual, Wen Li's appearance was forcibly distorted into the appearance of the middle-aged Wen Wen.
The creation of this clone was all guided by the person in the black robe. The ritual was so elaborate, and the consumables so intense, that it was not something a normal demon hunter could achieve.
A clone made in this way was naturally not just a simple puppet.
It was almost as if another Wen Wen had been created out of thin air!
This Wen Wen, like Wen Li, had his own personality and independent consciousness. He did not need Wen Wen to worry about how he would grow; he could grow on his own.
At the same time, this clone did not have the hidden dangers that Wen Li possessed. He would never attack Wen Wen in return, and Wen Wen could take his life with a single thought.
He would unconditionally execute most of Wen Wen's normal commands, and all of Wen Wen's mandatory commands. When executing commands, he would respond with personalization based on his own personality.
The reason why it was not a mandatory command was that this clone also had a personality and would strongly dislike certain special commands.
For example… bayoneting Wen Wen's main body.
The relationship between the two was very mysterious, not a simple superior-subordinate relationship.
Just like in the Jian Zhen Spring, Wen Wen's main consciousness existed in both bodies simultaneously, controlling the different bodies with different styles.
They would always coordinate and cooperate seamlessly, because they were one Wen Wen, and their interests were aligned.
Their methods of handling affairs and combat habits were completely different, because they each had independent personalities.
Wen Wen looked at the middle-aged Wen Wen for a moment, then smiled at him and handed him a handgun and an entrenching tool.
"I remember you were good at using these weapons. I commissioned a master to make these two weapons for you. See if they suit you."
In fact, they did not need to communicate; both bodies knew the origin of these weapons. Wen Wen was just habitually wanting to speak.
The middle-aged Wen Wen tried them out briefly and showed a look of satisfaction.
The old-fashioned revolver used energy-filled bullets. As long as the super-powered person's energy was not depleted, they could fire bullets at any time.
The power of this gun far surpassed that of Burning Tiger and Swarm of Wolves, and could make full use of the middle-aged Wen Wen's abilities.
As for the entrenching tool, Wen Wen had also spent a lot of money and gathered many materials for Red Beard to make.
Although it could not compare to the Blood River Sword, the materials used were no worse than those of the Blood River Sword.
Wen Wen had arranged for these two weapons to be made when he decided to create a clone, as a welcoming gift for the clone.
At the same time, Wen Wen also understood the clone's strength. The clone's normal combat power was roughly at the Upper Order level.
However, within him was the power of the King of No Name, and the clone's consciousness was constructed from the extreme emotions of seven monsters. Moreover, in his experience, he was adept at using this power.
Therefore, the power of the King of No Name, which was very dangerous to Wen Wen, was just normal power for the clone.
Once this power was used, the clone could reach True Order strength for a short period of time. However, because this move caused great damage to the body, the clone would not use it unless absolutely necessary.
The clone's strength was not limited to this; his upper limit was the same as Wen Wen's.
He would find his own opportunities in his own way and continue to become stronger.
"Although you are my clone, it's a bit awkward for you to be called Wen Wen too… Well, from now on, you'll be called Wen Wu, so people won't confuse us."
"Also, when there are outsiders, if you and I appear together, you must cover your face, otherwise people will think you are my father."
Wen Wu nodded; on this matter, his thoughts were the same as Wen Wen's.
Wen Wen thought for a moment and threw the modified Yan Xiu mask to Wen Wu.
"Now that you have lived again, what are you planning to do?"
Wen Wu looked up at the sky. "Hmm… I want to go to Fengyang City to see. As for future plans, we'll talk about them later."
Fengyang City was the residence of Wen Wu during his illusory years. His lover lived there, and they had a three-year-old son.
Wen Wu wanted to go and see if he could rekindle their relationship, but he also knew in his heart that this was probably wishful thinking. That woman was probably just a reflection like a mirage; in reality, she did not exist at all.
But going to see her would also resolve a knot in Wen Wu's heart.
Due to the relationship between Wen Wu and Wen Wen, he naturally enjoyed high-level access to the Containment Facility.
He could enter the Containment Facility out of thin air at any location, but he did not have the Disaster Gloves, and therefore no chains, and could not transform into the Disaster Jailer state.
Watching Wen Wu slowly leave, Wen Wen let out a sigh of relief.
"This feeling is truly strange. He and I are both one person and two people. If I wasn't already mentally ill, talking like this for a while would surely make me schizophrenic."
With this clone's existence, Wen Wen could delegate many things from now on.
If this clone could be used well, no monster in any Containment Facility could replace him.
Suddenly, Wen Wen froze, and then a vast amount of black energy erupted from his body, forming an extremely thick black pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, reaching an unknown height.
In places Wen Wen could not see, this pillar of light continued to rise, flew out of the atmosphere, and stopped just as it was about to hit the moon.
Then it turned into a faint black smoke, which slowly diffused downwards. There seemed to be something outside the atmosphere being dissolved by this black smoke.
But upon careful inspection, it seemed that nothing had happened.
Wen Wen on the ground curled his lips; the thin film that had been blocking him for a long time had quietly broken.
The immense power accumulated within him allowed him to break through a certain limit and enter a new realm.
His power grew, his sensory range expanded, and he also sensed that he had gained Disaster Characteristics!
The so-called Disaster Characteristics were actually a disaster-level ability that super-powered individuals possessed before the disaster. Because True Order individuals themselves lacked sufficient power, this ability was a weakened version when used.
Most True Order individuals initially only had one Disaster Characteristic, and could only acquire a second one through the accumulation of time.
However, Wen Wen's Black Body power had just entered the True Order, and he had awakened two Disaster Characteristics.
One ability was called Hand of Confinement. When Wen Wen used the ability, a prison would appear in the direction his hand was grasping.
This prison was a weakened version of the Containment Facility's prison. Wen Wen did not have any special authority, but even so, this prison was enough to trap some True Order powerhouses.
The other Disaster Characteristic was even more interesting, named 'Contract Execution.'
This ability was not very destructive but was quite fun.
When Wen Wen activated the ability, he could see the contracts others had made.
This contract did not refer to written super-powered contracts, as Wen Wen did not need to judge such contracts for people.
It referred to oral contracts made in earnest, such as: 'I will definitely pay you back at the end of the month, or I will be hit by a car and die.'
'You just watch, I will definitely stick to my diet, or heaven will strike me with lightning.'
'Meet me in the woods after school. Whoever doesn't come will stand on their head and eat shit.'
Under normal circumstances, these verbal vows and contracts would not result in any punishment even if they were not fulfilled.
But if Wen Wen's ability saw them, then Wen Wen would have the ability to inflict punishment.
Those who swore they would be hit by a car and die would definitely be hit by a car next time they went out. If they kept avoiding it, they would be hit by a truck and die at home even if they came out of the toilet door.
Those who said they would be struck by lightning would be hit by five lightning bolts even on a sunny day.
Standing on their head and eating shit…
Everyone had said such things, but not all such words fell within the scope of the ability.
To use this ability, one condition had to be met: 'earnestness' and the presence of a 'witness.'
If it was just casual talk, the ability would not be triggered.
If one just swore to themselves in the bedroom, the ability would not be discovered.
Only when one earnestly promised another person would the conditions for the ability's activation be met.
The specific power of the ability was determined by what the other person said. People who never spoke carelessly were immune to this ability, while those who often spoke carelessly would be easily tormented to death by this ability.
However, what Wen Wen cared about most was not these abilities, but the ability to use the power of the Disaster Jailer outside.
He closed his eyes, immersed his consciousness into the collector's badge, and then unleashed its deepest power.
Boom!
A long black robe suddenly draped over Wen Wen's body, and black flames burned on his body. All creatures in the Talami Desert felt an instinctive suppression, causing them to involuntarily prostrate themselves.
Wen Wen walked to the place where the two heavenly beings had clashed before and extended his hand in another direction.
A dense black force transformed into a black energy cannon that erupted from his hand, vaporizing a large area of sand, and creating a huge fan-shaped sand pit.
Creating such a sand pit was not difficult for the current Wen Wen. The leap from True Order to Disaster was truly an ultimate sublimation of power, entirely on a different life level.
If Wen Wen were to face that palm again now, he would not be as defenseless as before.
He was like a child who had just received a new toy, freely wielding his powerful strength. However, after using this power for only a short while, Wen Wen felt a strong soreness all over his body, and he quickly stopped this power.