Catastrophe Containment Facility

After seeing the guilt in Wu Liuzhen’s heart, Wen Wen had a bad premonition, and his face changed as he said, "Is there something sinister about this gun?"

Wu Liuzhen gave a bitter smile and said, "To be honest, the reason this gun can hurt ghosts is not only due to the high-pressure water gun itself but also thanks to the liquid in the water gun."

"This liquid can touch ghosts, so when the high-pressure water gun hits a regular ghost, it’s like a handgun hitting a human; even a normal person wielding this water gun can inflict sufficient damage on ghosts."

Wu Liuzhen took out a medicine box that contained ten glass bottles the size of eye drop bottles.

The color on Wen Wen’s face became nuanced as he recalled an extremely unpleasant experience, "The liquid can touch ghosts... could it be..."

Wu Liuzhen shrank back a little and placed a shield in front of himself, "That’s right, the liquid inside is concentrated boy’s urine. I warned you earlier, but you insisted on testing it yourself, so don’t blame me..."

Since it was his own insistence to test the power with his hand, Wen Wen couldn’t blame Wu Liuzhen, and it wasn’t the first time Wen Wen ended up with urine all over his hands anyway.

"It seems I really have a clash with boy’s urine..."

Nevertheless, he bought two child’s urine water guns and two large boxes of concentrated boy’s urine, reasoning that, since he had storage space, it was better to be prepared.

Wen Wen was quite optimistic about the child’s urine guns; they shouldn’t be too difficult to make. With these, lower-level ghosts would have a hard time causing trouble for the Hunters Association.

But when he thought of the Supporters of the Hunters Association wielding child’s urine guns...