Trickster Hunter

Chapter 165: Irregular wall penetration, death method□□□

"It's really possible..." Yano said after thinking for a few seconds, "They may have encountered some unbeatable monsters, and they had no choice but to choose to die together..."

"Fortunately we ran fast, otherwise we would have been killed." The fisherman cursed, but from his tone, it can be heard that he was obviously not as angry as before.

The three of them worked together to move a bucket with pulleys on the track, and then put Huangfusha into the bucket - these buckets were well maintained, and the pulleys at the bottom were tightly wrapped with oil paper, with almost no signs of rust. The fisherman just pushed the bucket from behind, and the bucket slid several meters on the track.

Sun Hang played with the pistol in his hand, and said as he walked: "After you find the exit, you can take her to the ground. Although the federal rescue may not come, it should be quite safe now after being bombed like this."

"We?" The fisherman was stunned, "Aren't you going up with us?"

"I want to follow them and find out the real purpose of those Ansa hunters." Sun Hang said.

He didn't tell them that the reason he planned to go underground was not because of those Ansa hunters, nor for the trial points, but for the dream that just appeared in the forest.

The Nameless Island Research Institute in the dream made Sun Hang feel very familiar. He was sure that he - or the owner of a certain memory in his mind, must have lived here for a long time.

This was the closest he had ever been to the truth of his amnesia since he woke up, and he must not miss this opportunity.

"You want to go deeper?" The fisherman opened his eyes slightly, "But, but, you don't have the ability to block the curse. If you follow..."

"I have another way." Sun Hang said lightly.

Compared to the "amulets" in the hands of those Ansa hunters, the ability of the three apes is much stronger.

Let alone shielding the curse, Sun Hang felt that as long as the three apes were willing, they might be able to directly raise the source of the curse.

"This is too risky..." Yano glanced at Sun Hang, hesitant to speak.

The three people fell into silence for a while, until the flashlight in the hand of Sun Hang, who was walking in the front, shone a "strange thing".

It seemed to be a person, but this person was lying in the air - half of his body was exposed outside, and the other half was stuck in the wall.

Sun Hang couldn't help but think of the modeled world in his dream... Could it be that he is still in the dream and has not returned to reality?

Or is this guy stuck in the real world BUG? ?

"Oh my god... Is that a person?" The fisherman subconsciously lowered his voice, "What is this? Hanging himself... hanging himself on the southeast tree?"

"Stand here and don't move, I'll go over and take a look." Sun Hang said.

"Be careful! Don't let it be another cursed madman!" said the fisherman. "If it doesn't work, shoot it twice first."

"He's dead. I don't feel any breath of life... But he seems to carry a familiar meme."

"Familiar?" The fisherman asked in confusion. "Looking at his attire, he seems to be one of the Anglo hunters. You'd better be more careful."

The man stuck in the wall was about fifty meters away from Sun Hang and his friends. Since he was facing away, Sun Hang couldn't see his face and could only approach him carefully.

When there were still ten meters to go, Sun Hang stopped. A mycelium spread forward along the railroad and turned to the other side of the wall blocker. At the end of the mycelium, a round tumor cracked like a flower bud, revealing a rolling eyeball.

After seeing the face of the wall blocker, Sun Hang almost laughed out loud.

This guy was the one who ran through the hotel wall and ran into his room early this morning.

But he is deader now.

His upper body had become extremely stiff, and his face was frozen with an expression of fear and pain. The blood from his seven orifices solidified into dark brown blocks, and the blood on the ground had long since dried up.

His body below the waist had completely merged with the concrete wall. This was a fusion at the molecular level. The molecules of the concrete and the molecules of the human cells blended with each other, presenting a state of you in me and me in you.

Even if the wall was chiseled open now, his lower body could not be pulled out, because the other half of his body had already become part of the wall.

"This guy...did his ability fail when he was passing through the wall?" Sun Hang circled around the body of the Ansa hunter, then swung out the liquid metal blade blessed by the "sharp blade" and cut off the half of his body that was left outside the wall.

There was no blood gushing out from the incision, but it showed a strange mixed state, as if a large bowl of minced meat was poured into the cement when it was mixed.

No, that's not entirely accurate, because his organs still retain their original outlines, but half of the flesh and blood that make up these organs have been replaced with concrete.

"He...how did he become like this?" Seeing that Sun Hang was fine, the fisherman also ran over. He first looked at the half-body on the ground, then looked at the cut on the wall, and asked in surprise.

"This guy's ability is to make his body virtual, and he can pass through solid obstacles such as walls and doors." Sun Hang said, "He ran into my room this morning and mocked me. I didn't expect to meet him again so soon."

"Then, did something go wrong when he was passing through the wall?" The fisherman's expression was a little strange, "Then he got stuck in the wall?"

"It's much more uncomfortable than getting stuck in the wall. His lower body directly merged with the wall." Yano also came over.

"Hiss... It hurts just thinking about it." The fisherman shuddered, "But I'm a little puzzled, how could he appear here, another person abandoned by his companions?"

"No, I feel... he escaped." Sun Hang said, "Maybe they encountered some trouble down there, and this guy tried to escape through the wall with his ability, but he overestimated his limit, or misjudged the thickness of the wall... He regained his entity halfway through, and then-"

"Speaking of which, you just felt familiar, is it because you met this guy this morning?" The fisherman asked again.

"No... He has been dead for some time, and the weird meme in his body has long dissipated. What makes me feel familiar is something else." Sun Hang said.