Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 181 Swallowing

"Let's not be curious about this..." the fisherman said weakly, "If we are recorded in this record, we will never be able to escape it in our lifetime."

"Immortality, how wonderful it is." Sun Hang said in a half-joking tone, "If it were in ancient times, you would have presented this thing to the emperor and you would have been awarded a title of nobility."

"Forget it... According to Yano's description, everything recorded will be reset to the state four years ago. Then no matter what I have done in the past four years, it will become meaningless. Even my memory will be cleared... It's creepy just thinking about it."

"Wait a minute." Sun Hang suddenly interrupted the fisherman. "Yano, if a person who was recorded had some influence on things outside the domain during these four years, will these influences remain after this person was 'reset'? For example, Tumi recorded a woman, and during these four years, this woman ran outside the domain and gave birth to a child with a man who was not recorded. Then when she was 'reset', would the child also disappear from the world?"

"Uh..." Even Yano was stunned by Sun Hang's question. "The experimental records... don't seem to mention that they have tried this..."

"What about other clues? For example, did the food that the natives ate outside the island suddenly appear in the cafeteria or kitchen of the institute after they were reset? Or, is the feces they defecated a few hours before the reset still stored in the sewage pipes of the laboratory? Are there no records of these things at all?"

Yano shook his head in astonishment: "No, no... There is no record at all."

"Too careless." Sun Hang criticized righteously, "This group of researchers is too careless. Shouldn't recording the diet and excretion of the experimental subjects be the most basic part of their work? Don't they conduct routine urine and feces examinations on the natives? How can they do a good job of research, benefit mankind, and fight against weird creatures if they are so slack... It's really heartbreaking!"

"There should have been some in the beginning... but after four years, some complicated inspection steps were omitted." Yano wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It is also possible that they made records, but in that era, everything was paper documents, and if they were lost over time... it is normal."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Just get through." Sun Hang glanced at the fisherman and asked, "You want to lead the way?"

"Ah?" The fisherman pointed at himself, "I'm the first one? Is that true?"

"How about we switch positions and you cover us?" Sun Hang said again.

The fisherman took a look at the vines in the tunnel, swallowed hard, and said, "Well, then I'll take the lead."

He took two deep breaths and walked to the tunnel entrance, but quickly retreated: "These vines look very hard. I don't think I can tear them apart with my hands..."

"Don't you have a knife?" Sun Hang pointed at the short knife on the fisherman's waist.

Although the shape of this knife is an ordinary standard military sword, the material used is not ordinary at all - the fisherman boasted to Sun Hang when they were still on the warship that this knife was forged from a special material called "gamma alloy". This material is the latest technological crystallization of the Tianshu Tower Materials Research Institute. The cost of a single gram is sixteen times that of gold. This knife was distributed to him in the name of "actual combat test" - if he had not signed up for this upgrade trial, he probably wouldn't have had this test opportunity.

"You want me to use a knife to cut these vines?" The fisherman said with difficulty, "This...this thing won't have any stress reaction, right?"

"Then you have to ask Yano." Sun Hang turned and looked at Yano.

"Theoretically, it shouldn't be." Yano said, "According to the archives from that year, except when it blooms, the tea rose is quite 'harmless' in other states... Even if the natives of Platanbak Island cut its rhizomes to make incense, it won't have any reaction." "Does the archives from more than a hundred years ago still have reference value now?" The fisherman said embarrassedly, "Besides, this thing is not the original plant. What if I cut it with a knife and it suddenly moves, what should I do?"

"From the appearance point of view, except for being slightly smaller in size, it is almost exactly the same as the Tumi recorded in the archives...that's why I was able to recognize it the first time." Yano said.

"We'll know if it moves if we try." Sun Hang said as he pulled out his pistol and fired a shot at the area where the vines were densest.

"Bah!"

The vines, which were as thick as two arms, were instantly broken by the bullets, and blood-like juice splashed out from the broken ends.

"Look, there's no movement." Sun Hang said, "If you're still worried, I can take the lead."

A machete made of liquid metal appeared in Sun Hang's hand.

"Forget it, let me do it." The fisherman gritted his teeth, drew out his dagger and walked forward.

With a flick of the knife, a vine that was blocking the fisherman's way was broken, and dark red juice instantly splashed onto the fisherman's clothes.

“Damn it, damn it, it’s just a flower. How can I be eaten alive by a flower? Fuck you…” The fisherman muttered dirty words while waving the dagger in his hand faster and faster... More and more vines were cut off, and an opening that was barely wide enough for a person to get through by bending over gradually appeared.

"Yano, follow him." Sun Hang urged from behind.

"Oh!" Yano put on goggles, pulled at the cut vines, bent down and entered the tunnel.

Sun Hang looked around and after making sure there was nothing unusual around him, he followed in.

The fisherman carefully avoided the bud that was about to bloom and cut a hole at the farthest point from the bud. But when Sun Hang, who was walking at the end, passed by the bud, he reached his arm through the gap in the vines and grabbed the bud.

Sun Hang could feel the flower bud beating in his palm, and a burning sensation suddenly rose in his hand.

But in the next second, a mouth suddenly appeared in the palm of Sun Hang's palm, bit off the flower bud from the end of the vine and swallowed it whole!
The burning sensation spread along Sun Hang's arm to his torso, and then spread throughout his body.

Unlike the comfortable warm current, this burning sensation made Sun Hang feel as if every cell in his body was boiling - if he had to find a metaphor, perhaps the "burning fat" mentioned in those weight-loss drug advertisements is almost the same feeling.

(End of this chapter)