Catastrophe Containment Facility-Chapter 47 Directing

47: Chapter 47 Directing

47 -47 Directing

“So, what have you come to ask?” Wen Wen of course knew that Uncle Gong’s purpose was not pure, but he still pretended to be confused and said.

Uncle Gong took out a small notebook from his pocket and said to Wen Wen, “The team leader asked me to ask you a few questions.”

“Then ask away,” Wen Wen said, impatiently.

“There’s no information about your family in the records, and you don’t have any friends.

Apart from work, you’re like an invisible man.

Why is that?”

“Does the Hunter Association need to ask about such private matters?” Wen Wen raised an eyebrow but did not answer.

“Okay, then I’ll switch to another question.

What’s your reason for being so proactive in hunting monsters?

Not many freelance hunters are like you.”

“Because I like it, ah.

Some people like fishing and walking birds, some are into ‘Tanwan Blue Moon’, some like porn, I enjoy matching wits and strength with monsters.

That’s not illegal, right?” Wen Wen spread his hands and said with a smile.

Uncle Gong shook his head, then wrote a few notes in his notebook, stared in thought for a while, and then slowly said to Wen Wen, “Indeed, that’s not illegal, so let me continue with the next question.”

“Ghosts, Scavenging Demons, Tree Spirits, superpower users with steel wings, these are the monsters you’ve dealt with alone after you came to Furong River City.

The ghost may have been scattered by you, but the Scavenging Demon, Guile Tree Spirit, and that one with steel wings, they shouldn’t have disappeared.

Where did their bodies go?”

“Even though you’ve covered it up, these are things our Hunter Association cannot simply ignore.”

Here it comes, I knew this would be asked!

Wen Wen’s eyes narrowed slightly, but his expression didn’t change much, knowing that there would come a time when he would have to deal with the existence of the Hunter Association.

“That’s because…”

“Don’t be hasty in answering.

Since you’ve made a cover-up, you obviously wouldn’t tell me the truth easily, so you better think it over carefully before telling me,” Uncle Gong said, squinting his eyes, lying on the sofa, looking as if he were taking a short rest.

“It’s related to my ability.

I can’t tell you the specific details.” Wen Wen was silent for a while before he spoke, somewhat vaguely.

Uncle Gong’s manner made him reluctant to dish out the lie he had prepared in advance.

“Hmm…

no lies told, I guess that’s about right.

I’m quite satisfied that you could say that,” Uncle Gong sat up and said with a smile to Wen Wen.

Wen Wen looked at Uncle Gong strangely: “How do you know I didn’t lie?”

Imitating Wen Wen’s expression, Uncle Gong said, “That’s related to my ability.

I can’t tell you the specific details.”

“…” Wen Wen felt somewhat relieved that he hadn’t given the premeditated reasons, fearing that a discovered lie would tarnish his reputation at the Hunter Association.

“Hehe,” Uncle Gong, feeling at home, took off his shoes, revealing socks with holes at the big toes, emitting a pungent smell.

“All of us superpower users have some secrets in our hearts, it’s just fine as long as there are no sinister intentions.

Now I’ve completed the task the captain gave me.”

“Alright, if you’re done, then please leave,” Wen Wen said, covering his nose, no longer trying to hide his eagerness to see Uncle Gong gone.

“Oh, come on, young man, I was planning to have dinner at your place,” Uncle Gong tossed his cigarette butt on the ground and stubbed it out.

Wen Wen felt his blood boil watching this but restrained himself since it was his own room that had been turned into a mess.

“You’re way too familiar,” Wen Wen said.

“The captain said that if you’re not up to no good, then I should give you some pointers.

If you don’t want them, I’ll leave,” Uncle Gong said slowly as he began putting on his shoes.

Wen Wen’s expression changed, conflicted.

He wanted the old man’s advice, but he didn’t want to invite him to a meal.

In the end, reason won over his emotions, and he said with a cold face,

“I won’t make anything special for you.

You can only have whatever I’m having.”

“It’s fine, no need to be formal,” Uncle Gong said with a chuckle.

But when Wen Wen brought over a plate of instant dumplings and a bottle of iced tea, Uncle Gong’s expression stiffened.

He rushed to the fridge, opened it, and discovered that it only contained frozen foods!

So, he could only sit back down disappointedly and start eating the pitiful dumplings: “I never would have thought that a young person like you would eat these every day, it’s going to wear out your body.”

“Didn’t you say that you were going to give me some pointers?

Just go ahead,” Wen Wen said, taking out a notebook, looking at Uncle Gong expectantly.

“Superpower users have five levels, and you should be at the first stage, the Exploration Realm, right?” Uncle Gong slowly chewed and swallowed a dumpling, asking Wen Wen.

Wen Wen nodded.

He knew he wasn’t an ordinary superpower user, but he also wanted to find a method to train himself.

“The second stage is called ‘Mastery.’ Actually, there isn’t a very clear boundary between the first and the second stages.

When you step into the second level, the total amount of your ability doesn’t change, and you won’t suddenly gain any new skills,” said Uncle Gong.

“So, where does the change lie?” Wen Wen asked humbly.

Uncle Gong extended his left hand, barely moved, and a scorching fireball floated mid-air.

“This is the fire of the ‘Exploration’ stage.”

Then, he extended his right hand, wiggled his fingers slightly, and a firebird nearly the size of that fireball appeared in his hand, lifelike, posing a far greater threat to Wen Wen than the fireball.

“This is the fire of the ‘Mastery’ stage; the energy consumed by these two is exactly the same.”

“Is the difference in the control of energy?” Wen Wen ventured.

“Yes, and no,” Uncle Gong took a sip of the iced tea, then continued:

“Exploration means to discover your own potential, to know what you can do; those who can create fire know how much fire they can make, and muscle-bound superpower users know how much weight they can lift.”

“Mastery, on the other hand, is about building upon what you know you can do to develop new things, to make limited energy exert greater power.”

“To put it in layman’s terms, if you’re a swordsman, just holding that sword and swinging it wildly would be considered the Exploration Realm.

But when you start to learn swordsmanship, and throughout your journey to becoming one of the top swordsmith masters, is all within the Mastery Realm of superpower users.”

As Uncle Gong spoke, Wen Wen quickly jotted down the content in his notebook.

Uncle Gong silently nodded to himself, appreciating the young man’s seriousness.

“What about Assimilation?” Wen Wen remembered Gu Panxi’s chilling form and inquired.

“Assimilation…

heh, when you’ve gone far enough in the Mastery Realm, you’ll understand it yourself.

Telling you now would do no good,” Uncle Gong’s eyes held a hint of melancholy; he knew how to reach the Assimilation Realm, but he didn’t have the courage to take that step.

“Just like that crazy woman said…

Then, how do I enter the Mastery Realm?” Wen Wen said, shaking his head in disappointment.

“There are no shortcuts.

Explore the limits of your abilities, then look for ways to break through them!”

“Take me for example: how much fire I can produce and how high the temperatures can reach were fixed when I first acquired my Supernatural Power.”

“Before the Assimilation Realm, all I could do is use this finite energy to unleash greater combat strength.

Like the Secret Organization members you encountered before, they’re not much more powerful than you are; it’s just that they understand their own abilities much better than you do.”

“I’ve heard that you’re very fast and stronger than the average person, but you don’t have any ranged superpowers.

Therefore, you might try learning some combat skills to achieve a breakthrough…”

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