Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 176 Ghost
The struggle of the deep-sea worms gradually became weaker. Sun Hang pulled out the worms that had drilled into his body one by one. Those blood holes that looked creepy quickly healed after the worms were pulled out, without even leaving any scars.

The entire cabin was covered in blood. Some of the blood came from Sun Hang, but more of it came from the dying deep-sea worms.

Or rather, from the hunters they killed.

In those vague fragments of memory, Xin Jiushiwu was only a fist-sized ball, contained inside a cylindrical transparent container.

This container is usually immersed in a liquid nitrogen pool at minus 196 degrees Celsius... As for the other strange things contained in the liquid nitrogen pool, Sun Hang couldn't remember them for a while.

He estimated that only after he saw the corresponding "real object" would the related memories gradually revive.

"It seems like I've come to the right place this time." Sun Hang said to himself.

He rubbed his nose. The carriage was filled with a disgusting and strong smell of blood. Xin Jiushiwu had just had a big meal not long ago, which was why his body had swelled to such an extent.

Sun Hang felt as if he had slapped to death countless mosquitoes that were full of blood. The blood that covered the entire cabin was not mosquito blood at all, but human blood.

The meme of the deep-sea worm has been completely assimilated by Xin Jiushiwu, but from another perspective, Xin Jiushiwu has also been imprisoned by the body of the deep-sea worm - it has been parasitic for too long, so Xin Jiushiwu has become completely accustomed to this body. When being swallowed by Sun Hang, it did not even choose to abandon the body of the deep-sea worm at the first time and transform into a spirit state to escape.

It was this moment of hesitation that completely deprived it of the chance to escape.

After absorbing Xin Jiushiwu's meme, Sun Hang always had an indescribable feeling... He felt as if he had regained a part of the power that originally belonged to him. That familiar feeling did not seem to come from the meme of an alien monster, but rather as if his own meme was extracted from his body and then injected back into his body.

He didn't gain any new abilities, but his "blue bar" grew significantly.

"Strange... so strange..." This very familiar feeling, yet he couldn't tell where it was familiar, made Sun Hang a little irritated. He wiped the blood off his face and lowered the car to the second underground floor again.

Facing him was the black muzzle of the gun in Yano's hand and the shining dagger in the fisherman's hand.

"Eh?" The fisherman was stunned. "That strange creature... is dead?"

"Dead." Sun Hang reached out and took down a shriveled insect corpse hanging on his shoulder and threw it on the ground.

“How…how did you do that?” The fisherman widened his eyes and asked with a stammer, “I saw it pounce on you with my own eyes…I, I thought you were going to die!”

"It's very simple, just cut open these insects." Sun Hang said disapprovingly.

"Open...disembowel? But didn't you say it was a spirit-like creature?"

"Do you believe that humans have souls?" Sun Hang asked.

"Eh? Why are you asking that?"

"Don't worry about it, just answer me."

"I didn't believe it before...but after becoming a monster hunter and learning about the existence of spiritual monsters, I started to believe it a little bit," the fisherman replied.

"Well, since you have a soul, if I cut you open, do you think you will die?" Sun Hang rolled his eyes at him and asked back.

"Hmm... OK, that seems to be the truth." The fisherman, who was completely confused, muttered. "That's not right." Yano, who was standing by, suddenly realized, "The deep-sea worm is just a shell for Xin Jiuwu. When the shell is attacked fatally, it can completely abandon the shell and escape as a spirit!"

"It has occupied the shells of these deep-sea worms for so long that it has mistakenly thought it was a group of deep-sea worms," ​​said Sun Hang.

"There is such a thing?" Yano was stunned, and quickly took out his notebook and wrote it down.

"That's just my guess... Anyway, Xin Jiuwu's spirit didn't escape." Sun Hang said, "I can feel that when I killed these deep-sea worms, its breath also disappeared."

That's what he said on the surface, but the feeling that Xin Jiushiwu gave him was obviously different from the Xin Jiushiwu that appeared in his memory fragments.

The difference did not refer to the difference in body shape, but rather an indescribable feeling... It was as if Xin Jiushiwu had been contaminated by something, and it was this "contamination" that gave Sun Hang that familiar feeling.

The only way to solve this mystery is to hunt another monster and see if all the monsters on the nameless island have been "contaminated" in this way.

Sun Hang walked straight forward, and the fisherman and Yano followed immediately.

"Where are we going now?" the fisherman asked. "Follow the red fingerprint light?"

"Well, but I have to find a place to wash. I stink and it affects my mood a bit." Sun Hang said.

In addition to the blood, his entire body was covered with putrid fluid secreted from the surface of deep-sea worms. This fluid was highly corrosive. If Tai Sui's recovery speed had not been faster than the corrosive speed of the putrid fluid, Sun Hang's body would have been a bloody mess by now.

He remembered very clearly that less than a hundred meters away from the elevator, there was a dormitory for lower-level researchers, and there was a place to take a shower in the dormitory.

Since there is no power outage in the ruins, there is naturally no reason to cut off the water supply.

……

Twenty minutes later, dormitory number 4, public bathroom.

After rinsing his whole body, Sun Hang changed into a uniform that the researchers had left in the dormitory. It must be said that the two federations treated these researchers quite well. This uniform had been lying in the closet for more than a hundred years. Except for the white fabric being slightly yellowed, it had not oxidized at all. Its quality was much better than Lao Wang's closet full of cheap goods.

Wearing a white coat, Sun Hang suddenly had another illusion... as if he had traveled back more than a hundred years and became a researcher working at the Institute of Nameless Island...

Wait, something seems wrong.

Sun Hang recalled the memories he had previously revived, and when he shifted his attention from the people and things around him to himself, he realized the problem.

In those fragments of memory, he could glimpse a scene at the institute a hundred years ago, but in that scene, he was not there.

It’s a bit like the God’s perspective in a game, but not quite…

Sun Hang felt like a ghost, a literal ghost.

(End of this chapter)