Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 253 Sergei

Although no one mentioned it, everyone knew it - it was only a matter of time before the Lake Baikal region was abandoned.

The fisherman put down his telescope and climbed down from the watchtower.

Minister Sergei, with a deathly pale face, sat dejectedly on the ground, his back leaning against the concrete pillar at the base of the tower, with cigarette butts piled around his feet.

The fisherman glanced at his boss and sighed.

Minister Sergei's luck is much worse than mine...

He has a son and a daughter.

Minister Sergei's son is 24 years old this year. He successfully entered the Tianshu Tower the year he graduated from university. He is currently the general manager of the Tianshu Tower's office in Baikal City. His future is limitless.
His daughter was seventeen years old and was the school beauty of the First Middle School in Baikal City. Last year, the fisherman had accompanied Sergei to the Christmas party of the First Middle School. The little girl led a group of girls of the same age to perform the ballet "Swan Lake" on the stage. The girl in a white ballet skirt stood in the lead position, showing her youthful figure to the fullest, just like a proud little swan...

The fisherman still remembers the scene of the girl dancing on the stage on tiptoe to the rhythm of the music.

Minister Sergei once had an enviable family and life, but all of this turned to ashes when B-77 fell from the sky.

“Boss…” The fisherman wanted to ask, “Are you okay?”, but then he thought that this seemingly caring question was extremely stupid—everything was already so bad that it couldn’t get any worse, how could it be “okay”?

"Would you like some vodka?" The fisherman paused and took out a tin wine bottle from his pocket.

Sergei raised his head, looked at the fisherman with bloodshot eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

Sergei took the wine jug, unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then began coughing violently.

"Drink slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you..." The fisherman was just about to go up and pat Sergei on the back, but Sergei suddenly jumped up, threw him to the ground, and strangled his neck with both hands!
"Creepy creature! Damn creepy creature!" Sergei shouted hoarsely, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!!!"

"Crazy...crazy? Minister...are you fucking...crazy?!" The fisherman reached out to push Sergei, but the power that Sergei, an ordinary man, burst out at this moment completely suppressed the fisherman, who was an infected person. The latter tried his best, but could not push away Sergei who was riding on him.

Seeing this, several soldiers nearby rushed over immediately. Several people worked together to drag Sergei to the side.

"Is Minister Sergei crazy?" A colleague who heard the noise and ran over asked the fisherman, "Did you accidentally say something wrong and irritate him?"

"Probably not..." The fisherman shook his head.

"Then what's going on with him?"

"Maybe it's because I'm infected, so he transferred his hatred for the monsters to me... It's a pity that B-77 has no physical body. If it was some kind of giant beast that destroyed the city of Baikal, Sergei would have rushed up with a gun... cough cough cough... Sukable, this old guy is pretty ruthless." The fisherman rubbed his neck which was pinched with red marks and uttered a Siberian swear word.

"I think..." The colleague glanced at Sergei, who was being held down by the soldiers not far away but was still struggling, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps, we should ask a psychiatrist to come and take a look..."

"The psychiatrists don't have time for him."

"Ahem, no matter what, old Sergei is finished." The colleague coughed twice and said in a low voice.

As a non-infected person, if you are diagnosed with a mental illness, you are strictly prohibited from taking up any work or position related to strange things... Whether it is the investigation bureau or the research institute, all employees on duty must undergo regular mental status assessments, with hunters being the exception.

Nine out of ten hunters have psychological conditions that are different from ordinary people, but there is nothing that can be done about it - how to keep these hunters emotionally stable is also one of the important tasks of the research institute.

"It makes no difference to him anymore," the fisherman sighed.

“Well, if you ask me, instead of being furious at his own people for their incompetence, he might as well grab his equipment and rush into the contaminated area… Then I’d still respect him as a man,” said a colleague.

"You think he didn't want to, he was just stopped." said the fisherman.

Given Sergei's current condition, his superiors would never let him go on an exploration mission... If he suddenly lost control of his emotions during the mission, it would only hurt himself and others.

"Is this true? When did this old guy become so brave?" a colleague asked in surprise.

"What's the old saying in Xiazhou? Even a dog can jump over a wall when cornered, let alone a human."

"Alas... Fortunately, I am alone and don't have any worries." The colleague also sighed, "Although I can't empathize with you, it's hard to imagine it."

"Don't think too much, just live well." The fisherman patted his colleague on the shoulder and was about to return to the barracks, but before he took two steps, he suddenly froze in place.

its not right……

I am a monster hunter and an infected person. Although I cannot compare with those hunters with special strength attributes, I can still overturn a car with my own strength.

Why was Minister Sergei so helpless just now?
Is the power that people unleash in despair really that terrifying?

The fisherman turned around instantly, but at the same time, a gunshot was heard in the distance!
That was the direction Sergei was dragged away by the soldiers.

"Suka BuLei!"

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Tianfu City, comprehensive talent training base construction site, underground palace.

Sun Hang took Ling Xiao through a tunnel that was filled with all kinds of modern lighting equipment. The latter raised his head from time to time and looked around - groups of researchers and fully armed investigators could be seen at intervals. Although the owner of the underground palace had been dealt with by Sun Hang, there were still a large number of strange objects made of red square crystals left in the underground palace.

No one is sure whether there are any dangerous things among these strange objects, so researchers can only carefully inspect them one by one, classify them, record them in a book, and finally put them in professional containers and transport them out of the underground palace.

Due to lack of manpower, the progress of this work was quite slow... Two days later, less than one-third of the artifacts and strange objects in the underground palace had been sorted out.

"Aren't you curious?" Sun Hang looked back at Ling Xiao who had been silent all the way, "I'll take you to this place."

"Curious." Ling Xiao replied.

Sun Hang was slightly startled. Shouldn't curiosity be considered an emotion? At the very least, the desire for knowledge is also a kind of desire. Ling Xiao, whose seven emotions and six desires were devoured by Anna, actually felt curious?

"Are you genuinely curious? Or are you just saying this to answer my question?"

"..." Ling Xiao fell silent again. It was obvious that he couldn't understand Sun Hang's question.

"Can you smile?" Sun Hang asked again.

Ling Xiao's face twitched a few times, and finally, with the help of his fingers, he put on a "smile" that looked extremely unnatural.

"Forget it, let's change the subject..." Sun Hang thought for a moment and asked again, "Can you think of anything that would make you happy?"

Ling Xiao's eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and his pace slowed down, as if he was lost in thought. After more than ten seconds, he replied, "I... am not sure."

“You can say you’re not sure.”

"...Kill God."

If Sun Hang were drinking water now, he would definitely spit out all the water in his mouth.

Such a naive answer was given by Ling Xiao in such a serious tone... It is difficult to describe what kind of scene this is.

Sun Hang dug his toes in his shoes twice, and then asked in the calmest tone possible: "You mean... killing gods can make you happy? Or, can it make you feel better?"

"I'm not sure... I just feel that the statues of gods and Buddhas that my mother used to worship are not pleasing to the eye." Ling Xiao said.

"Dislike?" Sun Hang instantly caught another key word.

Dislike, in other words, disgust... This is also a human emotion.

Was it because Anna didn't eat Ling Xiao completely, leaving some of his emotions behind... or was it that during this period of time, the emotions that were eaten by Ling Xiao slowly "grew" again?

Sun Hang felt that the probability of the latter was slightly higher.

If human emotions can be regenerated after being devoured... then wouldn't it be possible to achieve sustainable fishing?

"..." Ling Xiao fell silent again.

The two finally reached the entrance of the underground palace, which had been cordoned off with yellow and black warning tapes. Two field operators, armed to the teeth, came up and took out an instrument that looked like a thermometer gun.

Sun Hang stood still and let the other party shine the "temperature gun" into his eyes.

"Iris matching completed." The field operator nodded to Sun Hang, "You can go in... But who is this person?"

"With my authority, can't I bring one more person in?"

"of course can."

"Then don't ask." Sun Hang pulled open the cordon and went in, with Ling Xiao following closely behind.

Compared to the tunnel filled with personnel and equipment, the scene inside the underground palace has not changed much. The terracotta warriors are still guarding the bone throne, and the red crystal, which is similar in size and shape to a Rubik's Cube, lies quietly on the bone throne.

"These are all weird things." Sun Hang said to Ling Xiao, "These terracotta warriors, the throne made of bones, and the thing on the throne, all of them."

Ling Xiao nodded and waited for Sun Hang to continue.

"The enemies you will face in the future will also be strange creatures." Sun Hang walked over, pulled out the long sword from a terracotta warrior, and threw it to Ling Xiao, "Try to fight it for a few moves."

This terracotta warrior had no shield, and the only weapon in its hand was taken away by Sun Hang. The moment it received Sun Hang's order, it strode towards Ling Xiao, raised its only remaining weapon - its fist, and smashed towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao immediately took a big step back, and the iron sword dragged on the ground, making a harsh friction sound - for an underage child, this sword weighing nearly ten kilograms was still a little too heavy.

Before Ling Xiao could stand firmly, he swung the sword in his hand and smashed it towards the terracotta soldier.

"Too hasty." Sun Hang, who was watching the battle with his hands on his hips, sighed and shook his head.

As long as the terracotta soldier dodges the sword, the huge inertia will cause Ling Xiao's body to lose balance and pounce forward... Sun Hang is ready to stop the terracotta soldier at any time.

But what Sun Hang didn't expect was that the terracotta soldier was also stubborn. It had no intention of dodging at all. Instead, it raised one arm to block the long sword that was coming at it.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, a one-centimeter-deep gash appeared on the terracotta soldier's arm, and the long sword was knocked out of his hand and fell to the ground. Ling Xiao wanted to pick it up immediately, but the terracotta soldier took a step forward and stepped on the long sword directly.

The terracotta soldier's other foot immediately kicked towards Ling Xiao in front of him. Ling Xiao had no choice but to roll on the ground in an unsightly posture and barely avoided the kick.

The terracotta soldier bent down and picked up the sword.

"Stop." Sun Hang said.

Ling Xiao got up from the ground and brushed off the dust on his body.

There was a slight tear on his knuckles, and blood was dripping down his fingertips - he had used all his strength in that sword strike just now, with almost no reservations.

This is a life-and-death fighting style. If you fail, you basically expose your weakness to your opponent.

But for Ling Xiao, this is indeed the only chance to kill the Terracotta Warriors.

He had never learned fighting skills, let alone swordsmanship. Swinging a heavy sword was extremely stamina-consuming, and his opponent was a tireless and strange terracotta warrior... Even if Ling Xiao adopted a tactic of maneuvering, it would be meaningless.

The longer he delays, the greater his disadvantage will be.

"Do you know why you lost?" Sun Hang asked.

If it were someone else, they might give an answer from the perspective of skills, mentality or some other aspects, but Ling Xiao said honestly: "It's too hard, I can't cut it."

"That's right... If you can't even break the defense, any skills and tactics are useless." Sun Hang nodded with satisfaction. "Then do you know how humans fight against those ridiculously powerful monsters?"

"Rely on hunters?" Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at Sun Hang.

"You are right... but the standard answer should be 'rely on the power of weird things'." Sun Hang said, "There is an old saying that goes 'learn from the barbarians to defeat them'. The hunter's ability also comes from weird things... As far as the current situation is concerned, only the power of weird things can counter them."

"Can I become a hunter?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Yes, but it's not necessary." Sun Hang said, "I brought you here to give you the power of the weird creature... but in another way."

"another way?"

"Have you heard of strange equipment and qualified persons?" When Sun Hang said this, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Ye Jiu.

(End of this chapter)