Trickster Hunter

Chapter 81 City Blockade

So, the words on the radio, "Please call the emergency hotline if you have any problems," are actually empty words.

However, the federal government should activate a batch of new communication channels to alleviate the current situation of military communication channels being overcrowded.

Sun Hang looked around the living room and found a second note on the refrigerator next to him with a magnet.

"I forgot to tell you that I will report to the institute after I wake up - but you don't have to get up too early, just get there before noon."

"There are still three and a half hours of free time." Sun Hang glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of frozen dumplings, and a box of pasteurized milk, and walked to the kitchen in slippers.

He poured all the dumplings into the rice cooker, poured half a pot of tap water into it, then covered the lid of the rice cooker and pressed the switch of the power strip.

He didn't remember where he learned how to cook dumplings in a rice cooker. Maybe... this was a skill he had mastered before he lost his memory?

A skill used to muddle through life.

While cooking dumplings, Sun Hang returned to the living room and picked up the headset he used yesterday and put it on. However, the communication channel that was extremely lively yesterday was extremely silent today. There was no sound except for the slight noise of electricity.

"It seems that the military has abandoned all the communication channels yesterday..." Sun Hang muttered to himself.

The abandonment of the communication channels is probably due to the thugs. After they attacked the city defense guards and the sheriff, they would naturally obtain the communication equipment of the victims. If the original communication channels were not abandoned, then every decision of the Disaster Countermeasures Committee would be almost transparent to these thugs.

"I can't do anything, but I'm the first to cause trouble." Sun Hang took off his headphones and threw them on the coffee table, but the next second, he picked them up and put them back on.

"Connect to the communication channel that is currently in use..." Sun Hang thought silently in his heart, and at the same time began to desperately recall the feeling when he made the metal nameplate change its texture.

He wanted to test whether his ability could only change the shape of matter, or whether it was a true "wish come true".

As Sun Hang's heartbeat rate slowly accelerated, the noisy sound of electricity in the earphones also began to gradually intensify. Indistinctly, Sun Hang seemed to hear a human voice mixed in the noise of electricity.

But the next second, there was a slight explosion inside the earphones, and then all the sounds disappeared, and a smell of burnt plastic emanated from the earphones.

"The earphones are broken?" Sun Hang was slightly startled, and he subconsciously remembered the power outage that happened when he was in the hospital.

He was very sure that he had just heard the sound of people talking - that sound was definitely not an auditory hallucination.

In other words, his ability... can really be used like this?

This is definitely not the ability of Taotie, and it should not even be an ability that Taotie can obtain - as long as the original owner of this ability is willing, Taotie will not be able to devour it even if he tries his best.

Sun Hang stood in the living room, breathing a little hurriedly.

At this moment, the noise from the kitchen suddenly interrupted Sun Hang's thoughts.

He hurried to the kitchen and saw boiling water pouring out from the gap of the rice cooker lid, flowing along the surface of the rice cooker all the way to the stove.

Sun Hang quickly unplugged the power and opened the lid of the rice cooker.

The boiling water foam soon fell down, and Sun Hang found a bowl and fished out all the dumplings in the pot.

He found that the dumplings had turned into an abstract batter, sticking to each other, and the meat filling inside and the dumpling skin outside had been separated... Rather than dumplings, it would be more appropriate to say that the batter boiled meat.

"It's not a big problem, at least it can still be eaten."

Sun Hang quickly finished the pot of batter boiled meat, threw the inner pot of the rice cooker into the sink, and glanced at the bracelet. It was exactly three hours before the twelve o'clock mentioned in Wang Xiyi's message.

Sun Hang decided to go out for a walk.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, but it was as dark outside as if it was nine o'clock in the evening. The windows of the residential buildings in the community across the street were all lit. When Sun Hang looked up, he happened to meet the eyes of a little boy lying on the window.

The little boy's eyes were full of doubt. After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned around and shouted something. Soon, a middle-aged woman walked to the window and took the little boy away.

Before taking the little boy away, the middle-aged woman glanced at Sun Hang through the window warily, and then pulled the curtains tightly.

Most of the people living in this community are relatives of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau or the Weird Research Institute. They obviously know the true identity of the people living in the neighboring villa area.

On the first day of moving in, Yang Qi gave Sun Hang a shot of prevention, telling him not to care about the eyes of those residents-even if someone in their family works in the Investigation Bureau or the Research Institute, but for most ordinary people, as an infected Weird Hunter, he is still an alien.

This is just like AIDS patients - even though people know that normal social contact will not transmit HIV, they still inevitably look at the sick people with tinted glasses and alienate them intentionally or unintentionally.

AIDS patients who are not aggressive are treated like this, not to mention the monster hunters who are at risk of getting out of control and whose destructive power is equivalent to that of humanoid monsters.

Sun Hang didn't care much about this kind of gaze. After all, there was a high probability that these people would never have any interaction with him in their lifetime.

He only cares about three things now - first, to live; second, to become stronger; third, to retrieve the lost memory (or, in other words, to find out the truth about the three apes and his own abilities).

Continuing to stay in Tianfu City is a choice with both risks and benefits, but judging from the current situation, the benefits Sun Hang can gain are much higher than the risks he needs to take.

As a monster hunter, Tianfu City will be an excellent hunting ground in the future.

But for ordinary people, this place will gradually...become a hell.

Sun Hang zipped up his coat - it was approaching June, and the temperature had begun to warm up under normal circumstances, but after losing the heat radiation of the sun, the temperature in Shuzhou began to drop precipitously. Compared with last night, the current body temperature It has dropped by at least ten degrees.

"Citizens are requested to strictly abide by the latest management measures announced by the Management Committee. We will do our best to protect the safety of citizens' lives and property..."

Another pickup truck with a loudspeaker slowly approached, but this time, the car stopped, the window was rolled down, and a young man dressed as a police officer stuck his head out and stared at Sun Hang with a frown. .

"Hey, are you planning to go out?" the young sheriff asked, "Didn't you hear what was playing on the loudspeaker? Travel is now restricted throughout the city! Even if there is an emergency, you must first call the neighborhood management department Just apply by phone!”

"I also want to make a call, but there is no signal." Sun Hang raised his mobile phone to signal to the other party.

"Then go home and wait. The communication base station is already being repaired. It probably won't take long to be repaired." The Sheriff said, "From the way you look like this, it doesn't look like there's an emergency."

"Uh... you don't know who lives here?" Sun Hang couldn't help but ask.

"Who are the people living here?" The Sheriff looked past Sun Hang and stayed on the villa behind for a few seconds. "Even if you have a prominent status, you must abide by the management regulations now! No one is exempt!"

Only then did Sun Hang notice that there was a "temporary peace officer" armband on this young man's shoulder.

Sun Hang was relieved all of a sudden.