The Chairman's Whereabouts Are My Harbor

This is a provocation by the other party, which involves a clear act of devouring.

The Clown will also respond accordingly.

This was no longer a simple fight; it was a life-or-death struggle between it and the bird.

Therefore, the situation instantly became tense and intense.

The Clown launched a fierce counterattack, its gaze toward the Nameless Bird growing increasingly frenzied and greedy, as if it wanted to devour it alive.

Devouring is always a two-way street.

If the Clown can devour the Nameless Bird, then perhaps it can use the enormous energy gained from devouring the Nameless Bird to cross the chasm that has always seemed insurmountable.

The Clown is a Blood Robe- soaked, eerie creature.

To become a Fierce Fiend Class, it needs to devour not only other entities of the same level, but also those with similar abilities.

The sheer number of things it devoured was beyond the comprehension of the bizarre.

In a battle between the bizarre, it's difficult to discern the outcome from appearances alone.

Even among monsters of the same level, differences in abilities or the counterplay of abilities can lead to defeat at the hands of other monsters.

The path to increasing one's strength is uncertain, and one is very likely to be swallowed up halfway through.

Even the most bizarre things will one day encounter something even more bizarre.

The Clown doesn't want to be devoured.

Therefore, it can only attack with all its might, even trying to tear a piece of flesh from the Nameless Bird.

However, the chasm between Blood Robe and malevolent spirits is not so easy to bridge.

The difference between Blood Robe and Ferocious Fiend is even greater than the difference between Blood Robe and all other levels combined.

The Clown's all-out attack was nothing more than a slightly larger insect hopping around in front of the Nameless Bird.

In terms of how troublesome it is, nothing compares to that white-haired Spider.

Nameless Bird chirped and mocked the other party.

A constant gust of wind blew, manipulating the Clown at will.

The Clown could no longer hold on.

It was covered in wounds, its energy completely depleted, and it shrunk back to human size.

A broken music box fell from the tornado, landing right at its feet and smashing into a pile of useless parts.

The Clown stared intently at the music box, sighed, squatted down, and picked up a dancing figure that had been cut in half inside the music box.

It's broken.

Unable to dance gracefully to beautiful music.

The Clown said with regret and sorrow, "I will never hear the music again."

And we will never again hear the laughter of those guests in its amusement park.

It can no longer pursue those genuine, pure smiles.

Skywing A walked towards it.

The Clown looked at the human, who appeared to be just a thin, weak creature, the kind of human who would only scream in fear upon seeing him.

Why is this human being so different from others?

What are your goals?

Although the other party was human, completely different from its own bizarre, unknown form, the Clown could sense a similar feeling from the other party's behavior.

"Pursue?" Skywing A stopped in her tracks, seemingly pondering the question.

Nameless Bird circled him once before finally landing on his shoulder. It lowered its head and began to tidy its messy feathers, which remained a tangled mess no matter how it tried to straighten them.

"The wind is free."

Therefore, he doesn't need to pursue it; he has already obtained what he wanted.

Clown: "The free wind?"

"But even the freest wind must eventually stop."

Skywing A tilted her head slightly and sighed in a very gentle tone, "Indeed, the wind may still blow, but I have already found that place."

The Nameless Bird gently nuzzled his neck, the slight tickling from its feathers making Skywing A's smile widen considerably.

The wind gently lifted his hair and the hem of his clothes.

This made him appear, though standing on the ground, like a Skywing ready to take flight at any moment.

However, he stood very firmly, as if he had already found his own place to belong.

"Where the Chairman is, is my harbor."

The Clown's eyes widened.

Ah... is this what a pure smile is?

It's so... heartwarming.

It was so warm that it was almost impossible to look at it directly.

The Clown gave up resisting.

Perhaps being devoured by him wouldn't be a big deal.

It was born under mysterious circumstances and has survived for an unknown period of time.

That's enough.

The Clown awaits his fate of being devoured.

However, there was no pain as it had imagined; it only felt like it was surrounded by a dark but comfortable place.

The amusement park Clown has been safely contained.

[Congratulations to the Chairman for successfully containing the Blood Robe- Clad Anomaly, +10,000 Construction Points.]

[You have promoted Anomaly Containment Association, Construction Points +207143!]

The viewers in the live stream were completely stunned and shocked by what they saw.

They didn't know what the feeling was, they could only sense that Skywing A, this proud and free white bird, also had such a gentle side.

[Ding! Skywing A's Character Perfection increased by 30%!]

[Unlock special abilities: Wind Escape (Perfect), Wind Miasma Technique (Excellent)]

[Unlock the Anomaly Artifact: Wind-Subduing Pearl (SS)]

Before Skywing could see what abilities he had unlocked, she greeted the viewers in the live stream.

He then gave a signal, winking and sending another flamboyant wink.

The live stream was abruptly shut down before viewers could react.

The speed was so fast that there wasn't even time to try and stop them.

Some netizens were still reeling from the beautiful scene they had just witnessed.

Some people had already started sending comments like "So handsome!" and "So gentle!", but shortly after they sent them, the live stream went black, and the system notified them that the streamer had gone offline.

Although they knew that the Contract Anomalist all had their own missions and wouldn't have time to broadcast live to them while they were busy collecting strange creatures.

However, even if you get to see more, it's still a bonus.

That's it?

"Aaaaaah, I'm going to throw a tantrum! If I can't continue watching the great, respectable, beloved, handsome, and powerful Master of the Contract Anomalist livestream his heroic figure as he contains the supernatural, some of my virtues, soul, appearance, morality, and personality will be destroyed."

"You're so noisy upstairs."

"The Contract Anomalist are all busy with their own work, they don't have time to broadcast live for us, although I also enjoy watching them contain the supernatural."

"Isn't this better than current TV dramas?"

"There aren't many decent TV dramas to watch these days."

"I also want to become Contract Anomalist. Where can I register?"

"Isn't the work of Contract Anomalist extremely dangerous?"

"I heard you could try asking at Yi Gui Company."

The live stream has been shut down, but the sensation it caused and the subsequent reactions won't disappear so easily.

The profession of the Contract Anomalist has once again come into the public eye.