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Catastrophe Containment Facility

Chapter 1062 - 1164: Big Brother Has Plenty of Money

Author: Dream Hunter
updatedAt: 2025-09-15

CHAPTER 1062: CHAPTER 1164: BIG BROTHER HAS PLENTY OF MONEY

Camila’s hand recovered in the blink of an eye, and she looked at Halman with apprehension.

This man hadn’t made any defensive moves earlier, yet solely relying on the rebound capability of his equipment had caused her entire arm to be severed.

Although as long as the city remained in chaos, Camila wouldn’t die, she didn’t want to fight a monster like Halman.

So she let out a strange cry, and black liquid seeped out from the hollowed parts of her clothing. The liquid transformed into grotesque monsters that screeched and rushed towards Hamandan.

Simultaneously, several people whose clothes were torn and robust as bulls broke through the windows and rushed into the room, launching a ferocious attack on Halman.

These monsters may not look impressive, but their strength was formidable, enough to make Halman’s defense tremble with each punch.

Though they couldn’t breach Halman’s defense together, they occupied him enough to give Camila a chance.

Camila glanced at Halman resentfully, ready to escape through the back door immediately.

At this stage, the hatred she bore was far from sufficient; she wasn’t a match for Halman yet. But once the city fell into the abyss of panic, she’d transform into a despairing nightmare and find Halman again.

By then, Halman would pay the price for his arrogance.

He wouldn’t be eligible to be her husband then; instead, he’d become her slave, dedicated to washing her feet!

Shing, shing, shing!

Seven streaks of black and red Sword Qi pierced through the house and struck Camila with precise accuracy, causing her to wail in pain.

"Mysterious Swordmanship Dao: Seven Stars!"

A voice sounded from above after the Sword Qi hit.

The voice echoed again: "Mysterious Swordmanship Dao: Falling Star!"

A figure clad in a white robe descended with black and red flames, causing the top of the villa to crumble like charred paper.

A longsword wrapped in blood-colored streams slashed at Camila’s waist, collapsing the surrounding five-meter area, shattering Camila’s body until only her toes and head remained above her nose.

"Phew, I finally found you, and it looks like I’m not too late."

Wen Wen stepped on the remaining half of the head and crushed it resolutely into powder.

On the other side, Halman had already disposed of all attackers nearby, rapidly reminding Wen Wen: "Be careful, this woman has a strong regeneration ability!"

Wen Wen didn’t need the reminder to notice something amiss; clothes grew out of the remaining toes anew.

This time, Ramila’s form was less human; her black leather outfit vanished entirely, replaced by armor constructed of black bones.

This armor economized materials, covering only essential areas, leaving the remaining skin exposed as tender as an infant’s.

Three wings composed of hair on her back also revealed several black bones as supports, appearing much stronger than before.

The so-called Fear Beast, born from human fear.

In the current environment of Baidiya City, she would only grow stronger!

However, Wen Wen’s focus wasn’t on her power but on her sexy black bone armor, considering crafting a set for his maids Hu Youling and Tao Qingqing.

Additionally, the three mismatched wings irritated Wen Wen, perhaps he should transplant these wings onto the Evil Light Angel, so it wouldn’t have to carry a five-speed fan on its back.

"Die, all of you die!"

Ramila, eyes red and fists wrapped in brutal black energy, swung at Wen Wen.

Wen Wen extended his right hand, easily catching the punch, dissipating the energy on her fist in an instant.

He then flicked Ramila’s forehead lightly with his left hand, sending a stream of black energy from his finger, scorching Camila’s head to char.

The energy released from his left hand was entirely absorbed from Ramila’s fist.

The destruction of the head slightly slowed Ramila’s regeneration.

Then Wen Wen seized the opportunity to release powerful energy to isolate Ramila and continually slashed Camila’s body with a black energy sword.

To capture a Fear Beast, isolate its energy source first, then weaken it sufficiently to contain it within the Sanctuary.

Its essence is a mass of hatred and fear, with Ramila’s body merely a facade.

If Wen Wen continued this process, it would take less than ten minutes to subjugate Ramila.

"Lucky I arrived timely; not allowing that creature to grow, otherwise she would become quite troublesome."

Ramila’s appearance seemed harmful, but compared to her potential threat, it was nothing.

While dealing with Ramila, Wen Wen discreetly observed Halman.

Wen Wen knew little about the True-order masters in Dongyou Region, except for Halman—like himself, he was also a ’star’ Demon Hunter.

With his unique ’wealth’ ability, Halman rarely encountered rivals among superpower users of the same level and had excellent relationships.

Though he knew Halman was wealthy, Wen Wen gasped when seeing Halman’s equipment, even contemplating robbing him.

Wen Wen, with his own significant assets, still wielded a Space Ring acquired from a monster, which paled in comparison to Halman’s ring.

If Halman’s ring were at a Patek Philippe level, Wen Wen’s Space Ring resembled a sports wristband.

To go even further, Halman wore ten such rings!

Rings on his toes featured one or two extraordinary abilities, exhibiting the absolute peak of opulence.

Wen Wen suspected even his loincloth was a supreme superpower item.

However, Halman had no such inclination; he first slightly bowed to Wen Wen, then while watching Ramila’s recovering body warily, made a call.

After hanging up, Halman smiled at Wen Wen:

"You’re the Mystic Detective from Capital District, famed for your name."

"I heard you thwarted those charlatans’ plot in Holy City recently; I’ve been displeased with them for a long time."

"Also, this woman harmed my friend. If you hadn’t intervened earlier, she would have fled, so this is my small token of appreciation."

"Appreciation?" Wen Wen scratched his head, "Do you wealthy folk prefer verbal gratitude?"

Just as Wen Wen spoke, his Ranger Terminal vibrated for several seconds. After checking, Wen Wen found that the items listed for sale were all purchased in mere minutes.

The buyer’s username was ’Big Brother’s Not Short of Money.’

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