Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 261: Five Cents

"Little one, are you hungry?" the "old woman" asked again.

"I'm really not hungry." Sun Hang said helplessly... Although the "old woman" in front of him seemed to be able to communicate, she was actually like a program with a set question-and-answer logic. No matter what he asked, "she" would only answer with a few words.

However, considering that "she" is the first strange creature Sun Hang encountered after arriving at this place, perhaps following her, he can make some valuable discoveries...

But what if it's a trap?

What if the other party just wants to take advantage of my curiosity and lead me somewhere...

"I know, I know." The "old woman" suddenly sighed, her tone full of sorrow, "You young people nowadays don't like this kind of old stuff..."

Sun Hang narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and waited for the other party to continue.

It's like having the same conversation with an NPC dozens of times, and suddenly the NPC says something it has never said before... This probably means that the plot of the game has a new development, or the player has triggered some hidden conditions or something like that.

Sun Hang didn't dare to interrupt the other party... He was afraid that if he interrupted, the other party would go back to the same repetitive lines.

The "old woman" fumbled at the bottom of the basket for a while before she found a crumpled banknote and handed it to Sun Hang.

"Here, take it and buy what you like to eat..."

Sun Hang took the banknote silently. It was a fifty-cent bill that had been out of circulation many years ago. Now, if the fifty-cent bill was in good condition, it could be sold at a price hundreds or even thousands of times its original face value in the collector's market.

"Eat well, eat enough...Eating enough is the most important thing." Seeing Sun Hang accept the banknotes, the "old woman" smiled with satisfaction on her wrinkled face, "Don't starve yourself."

I don’t know why, but after seeing through the true appearance of the “old woman”, I had a very strange feeling when looking at her again... Sun Hang couldn’t help but feel curious. What would the scene be like if he looked at this kind smile through the mirror?
Driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror.

In the rearview mirror, the old woman's smile was kind and gentle, but her deep frowns were full of traces of time. Her loose skin was dotted with yellow-brown age spots, and her dry lips were slightly cracked, revealing the missing front tooth.

She looked at Sun Hang as if she was looking at her own grandson. In addition to kindness, her eyes also revealed a hint of concern and worry.

Why...this time what I saw in the mirror was a person, not a monster?
Is it the old woman’s problem or the mirror’s problem?

Or is it...my problem?
Sun Hang asked in his heart.

Was it that the strange creature turned into the old woman in his mind, or was it that the old woman turned into the strange creature in his mind?

“Eat well, don’t starve yourself…” The old woman said as she turned around. At this moment, “her” reflection in the mirror turned into the creepy flesh and blood monster again.

Sun Hang held the banknotes in his hand, frowning.

He sat and thought for a few seconds, then held the note up to the mirror.

The banknotes were still banknotes, but they were more worn out than what he saw with his naked eyes, and there were many mold spots and stains on them.

But it is real money.

This is not some rotten meat, nor is it the "Bank of Heaven and Earth" commonly seen in supernatural works, but a 4621-cent banknote issued by the Xiazhou Federal Government in the st year of the lunar calendar.

Sun Hang could even clearly feel the slightly protruding offset printed denomination number on the lower right corner of the banknote.

According to the purchasing power of currency in that era, fifty cents could buy a lot of things...its value is much higher than the fifty dollars in "V me 50" today.

Sun Hang suddenly felt a strange sense of contrast...

When he woke up in the world of human civilization, he was faced with the cold white ceiling, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the cold beeping of medical equipment. Before he could figure out the situation, Yang Lian appeared in front of him and forced him to sign the "indenture" with a half-forced and half-threatening attitude... But in this world outside of human civilization... this deformed, staggering monster of flesh and blood was concerned about whether he was hungry... "She" gave him food and money...

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "pampering".

For a moment, Sun Hang felt a resistance to the city where he had lived for less than two months.

Just staying in this place... doesn't seem so bad.

There is no war here, no intrigue over interests, no impending doomsday...

This place is like a mother's womb, dark but warm...

"Something's wrong!" Sun Hang shook his head vigorously, "What was I thinking about just now?"

He took a deep breath, took out the bag containing the "rice cake", and held it in front of the rearview mirror again.

The rotten flesh had become inactive and no longer moved. A liquid that looked unpleasant in color slowly oozed out from inside the rotten flesh.

Sun Hang was not sure what would happen to his body if he ate this thing.

Before, Sun Hang would have absorbed this thing that was 100% from a monster without hesitation... But now, he was not sure whether he still had resistance to memes after losing all his abilities.

After swallowing this piece of rotten meat, the infection process might suddenly exceed the dangerous threshold... As for whether he would eventually become a weird thing or a weird corpse; or stop breathing in his seat and eventually turn into a pool of blood...

No one knows.

Sun Hang could not sense any strange aura, neither on the "old woman" nor on the piece of rotten meat that looked dangerous.

What is true and what is false?
Sun Hang suddenly felt a little hungry... He couldn't help but laugh at himself. This disgusting piece of rotten meat was right in front of him, but his appetite was not affected at all...

Is this proof that the Taotie meme existed in him?
Sun Hang put down the container, took out a disinfectant wipe and wiped his hands carefully, then wrapped his hands in a clean plastic bag and took out a piece of compressed biscuit.

His hands had come into direct contact with the rotten meat, and he was not sure whether the disinfectant wipes that could kill most bacteria and viruses could eliminate the memes that might be on his hands, but if conditions allowed, it was always right to take better protective measures.

The "monster" in the rearview mirror was getting farther and farther away. Sun Hang sighed and made a secret decision - after he finished eating this compressed biscuit, he would drive behind "her" to see where "she" was going.

Tearing open the package, Sun Hang took a big bite of the compressed biscuit and began to chew it vigorously... But as he was chewing, he suddenly felt that the food in his mouth tasted very strange. Not only was it difficult to swallow, it also made him feel like vomiting.

Sun Hang had eaten compressed biscuits before, but he had never eaten such unpalatable ones... Even if this package of compressed biscuits had been expired for some time, it shouldn't have been so unpalatable.

He felt like he was chewing not a cookie, but a lump of sticky rotten meat.

"Pooh."

Sun Hang spat out what was in his mouth.

This is a ball of biscuit crumbs stained with saliva, mixed with dried fruit pieces of various colors.

Sun Hang slowly handed the cookie crumbs to the mirror.

The biscuit crumbs are still biscuit crumbs and have not turned into rotten meat.

(End of this chapter)