Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 217 "Not Today"

"Data!" Yang Qi roared at the researcher in charge of monitoring, "Give me the data!"

"The target infection rate is currently increasing at sixty-four units... No! It has increased to sixty-seven units! The year-on-year absorption rate is only twenty-five units... It's too late! It's totally too late!"

"Eighty units! Absorption still hasn't improved!"

"The target's infection process has exceeded the third stage threshold. The experiment must be stopped immediately!"

"Sun Hang, can you hear me?" Yang Qi screamed, "Quick! Come out quickly! We can't go on like this!"

Wang Xiyi's exposed skin became less and less, and the black dragon scales covered almost every inch of her skin. The blue flames began to spread out from her, and the equipment around her also began to burn. The screens of the monitoring equipment outside the glass cover turned into snow screens one after another, and the voices of the researchers began to become panic-stricken.

"All monitoring devices one to six are disconnected! Data lost!"

"The situation is getting out of control! No, it's already out of control! Plan B can no longer be implemented! I demand that we switch to Plan C immediately!"

"Quick! Gather all hunters on site! Prepare for impact!"

"It's pointless! I suggest everyone retreat immediately! The estimated impact strength has exceeded the test site's endurance limit... It won't be long before this place is razed to the ground!"

Many researchers in white coats have begun to pack up their things, and dozens of field operators in combat uniforms are looking at each other - although they are all wearing full-face masks and cannot see each other's expressions, it can be seen from some of their subtle body movements that these battle-hardened field operators don't know what measures to take now.

How can a mortal body resist the rage of a black dragon?
Zhulong stared at the scene in the glass cover with a serious expression. A cold water curtain had risen from under his feet, ready to strike.

Zhong Ling's expression did not change, but a dozen or so ghost skeletons had surrounded her, and the one numbered 001 was directly blocking her way.

Yang Qi kept slapping the glass cover which had become scorching hot with her palms and shouted loudly: "Sun Hang! Sun Hang!! Can you hear me? The situation is out of control! Get out! Get out of there quickly! We are about to implement Plan C!"

Sun Hang didn't move.

Of course he could hear Yang Qi's voice. Even though his headset was broken, he could still clearly hear Yang Qi's voice coming from outside. Not only Yang Qi's voice, but all the subtle sounds at the scene could not escape his detection. He could even hear the researchers whispering to each other, discussing whether they had been attacked by the mutant meme and whether they would "decontaminate" themselves and Wang Xiyi together...

But in this whole world, the loudest sound is the sound of Wang Xiyi's heartbeat.

That was not the sound that a human heart could make. It was like a resurrected ancient beast. The heavy and loud drum beats like thunder struck Sun Hang's eardrums one by one, deafening him.

Wang Xiyi's bones began to mutate. Her lower limbs began to extend, her joints reversed, and her ten fingers became bent like eagle claws. Sharp claws grew out from her fingertips, emitting a heart-pounding light.

The blue flame became more and more intense, and when the blue became pure and clear to a certain degree, it began to gradually approach white.

The inside of the glass cover seemed to have turned into a pure white world. The sophisticated equipment surrounding it kept making subtle or loud explosions. A giant mechanical arm like an iron tower fell to the ground. The glass screen exploded and the debris flew in the air, reflecting the light of white flames, just like the Milky Way in the night sky.

Theoretically, the protective suit on Sun Hang could withstand temperatures over 2,500 degrees Celsius, but it was still melting and brittle little by little. Crackling sounds continued to be heard from everywhere. Those parts made of high-temperature resistant polymers flowed down like heated rubber, but before they could drip to the ground, they were vaporized by the white flames and disappeared completely.

The mycelium connecting Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi was burned black and curled up, and the rate of absorbing the mutant meme dropped again and again...

Compared to a simple flame, the dragon flame released from Wang Xiyi's body is more like a concept - a concept called "burning." "Old Wang, I promised you that when that day comes, I will help you get rid of it..."

Sun Hang said silently.

The woman lying in front of him gradually began to turn into a monster, and the people in the distance also became blurred and distorted due to the refraction of the air distorted by the high temperature.

"…but that day is not today."

Sun Hang tore off the deformed protective helmet on his head, and an indescribable heat wave hit his face.

But compared to the burning sensation caused by the mutant meme absorbed into the body, this heat wave is negligible.

Sun Hang squatted down and took a deep breath.

Then he pounced on her and opened his mouth towards Wang Xiyi's tall neck.

Sun Hang's teeth suddenly became as sharp as those of a wild beast. They pierced through the hard dragon scales, the tough skin under the scales, and penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood tissue.

The burning dragon blood poured into Sun Hang's throat in big gulps. He felt like he was swallowing 67-degree liquor. The hot liquid was like a red-hot knife, scraping the inner wall of his throat bit by bit.

The dragon blood seemed to come from an alien space. It was hard to imagine that so much blood could flow out of Wang Xiyi's body. It turned into the purest flames, wandering in Sun Hang's body, destroying all the organs it touched, but the next second, these organs would quickly recover.

Sun Hang's body was constantly repeating the process of destruction and rebirth. He felt like the Monkey King who was thrown into Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace... However, Sun Wukong could find a Xun position in the Eight Trigrams Furnace where there was "wind but no fire", but Sun Hang had no way to avoid the dragon flame burning in his internal organs.

"Damn, it's on fire."

As soon as Sun Hang finished saying this, his throat was burned to ashes, but the next second, new flesh and blood gathered together again to repair the damaged part.

……

……

At this moment, outside the glass cover.

"The temperature of the flame... seems to have dropped?" Among all the people present, Zhulong was the one who was most sensitive to dragon flames. A hint of doubt flashed across his brows, and he took two steps forward.

"What did you say?" Yang Qi turned around and stared at Zhulong.

"Plan C will be temporarily suspended..." Zhu Long raised his hand, "Sun Hang... seems to have the situation under control."

　It was indeed a bit too much to interrupt the chapter yesterday. I will post one chapter of 2000 words today, and there will be an update in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)