Disaster Shelter

Feng Ruixing sneered while slandering him.

There are so many things to say, but I have to be intimidated to get me to join. In the car, you are so scary, I don't believe that you are a kind person.

Of course, he dared not say this.

Wen Wen first pulled out a dagger and handed it to Feng Ruixing.

In the future, there will be many places in the shelter that will require your work. This dagger can harm supernatural creatures. It is my gift to you.

Feng Ruixing picked up the rune dagger, and he felt the difference as soon as he held it. This dagger is definitely not an ordinary weapon.

The surface of the dagger was covered with star-like patterns, this was the first time he had seen such strange patterns on metal.

There is no doubt that this dagger must be worth a lot!

Um……

Although the surface of this dagger is a layer of metal scrap, it is still a good thing.

No matter how bad it is, this dagger has been tempered by cataclysmic power...

Wen Wen leaned back and said, Usually, the main task of a containment officer is to contain as many threatening supernatural things as possible. Can you do this?

Feng Ruixing smiled wryly, he couldn't even beat a vampire, so what else could he contain.

If I don't want to fight, what job can I do.

The corners of Wen Wen's mouth curled up slightly. What he was waiting for was this sentence: Then you have to make compensation elsewhere. I need you to maintain the normal expenses of the association.

It's finally here.

Feng Ruixing raised his eyebrows. He knew that the reason why the person in front of him wanted him to join the shelter through almost intimidating methods was because he was rich.

Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. What I want you to do is just a job.

Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and a lot of things appeared behind him in an instant.

It was a large stack of cash, and various antiques.

He signaled to Feng Ruixing: You can take all these things. I hope you can use the money to run an industry. The industry is completely managed by you, and you can take 30% of the shares, but this industry The rest of the proceeds will be used for shelters.”

Feng Ruixing nodded, as he agreed, after all, the conditions that Wen Wen offered now far exceeded his expectations.

At least, this was not a unilateral squeeze, which made Feng Ruixing feel a little more fond of the shelter.

Run this industry well, the benefits that should be given to you are indispensable, and in the end you will find that what you get will far exceed what you paid for.

After the two discussed the specific implementation plan, Feng Ruixing asked Wen Wen: What do you want this industry to be called?

Wen Wen raised his head, thought for a while, and replied, Let's call it the SRS Foundation.

Feng Ruixing wrote down all Wen Wen's requests, and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he turned his head and asked:

I will fulfill your request, but I want to ask first, if I get into trouble, will the shelter provide me with shelter?

of course.

Wen Wen smiled slightly, and then the momentum on his body suddenly dissipated.

The hairs all over Feng Ruixing's body exploded in an instant, and he could feel that it was not a person sitting there, but a black demon!

Concentrating on the aura in his body, Wen Wen said slowly: Let go of the distracting thoughts in your heart, I, or the shelter, is far more powerful than what you see.

Feng Ruixing retreated respectfully, his back covered in cold sweat.

He understood that the sudden aura just now not only reassured him, but also meant a warning.

However, even though he was trembling with fear from the power, he still felt a lot more at ease.

At least I will have a backstage person in the future.

Next, Feng Ruixing went back and forth to the shelter over and over again, transporting the cash and antiques to the outside world.

Unlike Zhao Jinwu, Feng Ruixing has enough ability to sell these antiques at normal prices, and he even pays for the collection of two things he likes.

He has no idea of ​​withholding money from the shelter, because the current scale of the 'SRS Foundation' is not worth tempting him.

Secondly, the shelter gave him a good feeling, so he planned to manage this industry well.

Feng Ruixing possessed the ability of 'money rolling', so he was doomed not to be short of money, so what he needed was not money, but a sense of security as a power user.

The strength shown by Wen Wen before can give him the sense of security he wants.

...

It's a genius idea to let Feng Ruixing manage the money bag of the shelter.

As a big boss without dog legs, Wen Wen can only entertain himself by praising himself.

In many novels, as soon as the protagonist has money, he can safely hand over the money to his brothers to manage it. Isn't this nonsense, and their brothers are all financial geniuses?

There is a specialization in the art industry, and it is very lucky for a layman to manage such a large sum of money without losing all his underwear.

After flattering himself for a while, Wen Wen suddenly remembered the bronze mirror in Feng Ruixing's room.

That thing seems to have the potential to be a dog's leg, I should go and adjust it.

In Room 3 of the shelter warehouse in the dark disaster area, a bronze mirror stood alone.

When Wen Wen appeared outside the warehouse, a clear human face appeared on the bronze mirror, which was different from the aloof expression when it first appeared, it was now completely dog-licking.

The great existence in charge of calamity, your humble servant, the mirror Gildero, is willing to offer his loyalty.

Wen Wen sighed and said, Hey, I still don't understand what this thing is talking about.

So he threw a Federal Common Language dictionary into the cell.

See if you can learn the common language by yourself. If you learn it, you may still be a little bit useful.

After the dictionary entered, invisible forces began to fiddle with the common language dictionary, and the pages kept turning.

Tsk, this thing is actually learning the lingua franca. After it learns, I will have a perfect dog beside me, hehehe.

Then, Wen Wen quietly disappeared from the door.

In the next few days, Wen Wen only made one mission for the Hunter Association, catching an ordinary person who was affected by supernatural forces and was out of control. Other than that, he kept hiding at home.

Several major incidents and the successive eruptions of catastrophe-level forces made all the supernatural creatures in the city die down, and the city fell into a rare calm.

But this kind of calm is not what Wen Wen likes, so he is going to apply for the safari assessment as soon as the disaster area is opened.

As for the long waiting time, Wen Wen began to try to make super weapons.

Now in his hands, there are several super weapon materials that have lost their spirituality.

He is going to try to awaken the spirituality of these materials with catastrophic power, or endow them with new spirituality.

As Wen Wen's authority in the shelter increased little by little, the knowledge he could acquire increased.

Although he can't create super weapons out of thin air, he can still do some things with the power of the catastrophe level.

With the development of the shelter, Wen Wen needed something of value to reward his subordinates.

If he doesn't have to give anything when he needs a reward, then he won't be able to maintain his aggressiveness as a boss.

Hey... when can I catch a craftsman monster, so I don't have to do it myself.

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