Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 300 Mowing the Grass
"Zero?!" If it weren't for the mechanical piston in the artificial throat, the exorcist would have almost vomited blood.

She had seen many quasi-qualified people who came for testing, but not one of them had a synchronization rate of zero... Even those technicians responsible for the test could have a synchronization rate of more or less 0.01.

even if...

The smile on the exorcist's face hadn't yet fully revealed when she froze in place—she suddenly remembered something.

No matter how weird or difficult to tame any piece of strange equipment is, the synchronization rate between it and humans cannot be zero.

This is like the creatures on Earth. No matter how different they are from humans, there will still be similarities in the genetic fragments of the two.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, a joke he had seen before popped up in the exorcist's mind.

The joke is about a family ethics drama, where a father discovers that his son has only 30% of his own genetic similarity, and he suspects that he is a father...

But in fact, there is more than 50% genetic similarity between humans and bananas.

Of course, if we change the family ethics drama into a thriller sci-fi drama, everything will make sense - the son is not a human being at all, but a disguised spy sent by alien creatures...

"Zero... How can it be zero?"

An idea suddenly popped up in the exorcist's mind that even she couldn't believe.

Compared to the large equipment in the research institute that can measure to more than ten decimal places, the synchronization rate that the qualified person's bracelet can test can only be accurate to four decimal places, but it can fully meet daily needs.

However, whether it is a large device or a portable monitoring bracelet, there is a very serious problem in the underlying logic of the program, which is rarely encountered in daily life.

That is the value before the decimal point of the synchronization rate, and only two digits will be displayed at most.

In other words, the highest synchronization rate that the bracelet can theoretically display is 99.9999%
The reason this problem has never been solved is that there is no need for it - no one can achieve this synchronization rate, and even more than 75% is rare.

Of course, once the synchronization rate exceeds 75%, the qualified person and the strange equipment will be immediately separated and closely monitored. For the strange equipment and the qualified person, the 75% synchronization rate is just like the dangerous threshold of the infection process of the strange hunters. Once it is broken, it means losing control.

Then this zero...could it be that because this guy's synchronization rate has exceeded 100%, causing the bracelet reading to be wrong, and the result is a zero?
No! impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The exorcist shook his head vigorously, as if trying to get rid of the thought from his mind.

How is it possible that there is a 100% synchronization rate between someone and a strange device?

If this situation really happened, then this person would have already merged with the strange equipment and turned himself into a strange creature!

Whether it was my bracelet or his, the alarm had been ringing non-stop for a long time.

Is this guy's synchronization rate really zero?

Is he that extremely rare "insulator"?
The exorcist heard from the researchers that an "insulator" with a synchronization rate of zero is theoretically possible, but it can only exist in theory.

This is like two people with 100% similar DNA. In theory, they can exist, but in reality they can never be found - let alone twins, even if they are clones, the genes between the two cannot be exactly the same.

With every breath, the difference between the two clones grows larger - a difference that may be so subtle that it cannot be detected by the most advanced instruments, but its existence is unquestionable.

Like weird memes, human genes can also change.

Evolution and mutation are happening all the time.

Could it be that this guy's synchronization rate is so low that it is beyond the detection range of the bracelet, so it shows zero?
For example... the fifth decimal place?
Just as the exorcist was thinking this, Sun Hang had already rushed out with a shotgun.

"Wait!" The exorcist couldn't help but yell at him, "Come back here!"

If this guy's synchronization rate is really that low, then this strange weapon is no different from an ordinary shotgun in his hand.

Iron sand and steel balls can kill physical zombies, but they have no effect on spiritual creatures like ghosts.

"Come back quickly!" The exorcist yelled at Sun Hang's back, "You're courting death!!"

But the moment Sun Hang pulled the trigger, the exorcist's mouth, which had just been opened wide due to his roar, could no longer close.

Specially processed iron sand sprayed out from the muzzle of the shotgun. Each grain of iron sand was covered with blood-red mist. When the iron sand came into contact with the ghost that was rushing over, a large amount of white smoke instantly rose from the ghost's body, and then it was evaporated with a shrill roar... or in other words, it was "purified".

The muscles in Sun Hang's right arm withered instantly, his skin cracked, and his flesh and blood dried up... But as soon as the white bones were exposed, fresh flesh and blood immediately grew on the bones. In the blink of an eye, the arm that was "swallowed" by the strange weapon was restored to its original state.

“How…he…he he he…I…I I I…he…the synchronization rate…zero…Impossible!!” The exorcist felt as if there was some malfunction in his language center. He stood there hesitating for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

The information received by her visual center was so beyond her cognition that her logical thinking temporarily went on strike.

Sun Hang, holding a shotgun equipped with a strange weapon, was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. Every time he pulled the trigger, a large fan-shaped area with the muzzle as the tip would be evaporated. The backlash brought by the strange weapon was almost negligible for Sun Hang.

The shotgun shells devoured far more flesh and blood than the single-barreled bullets. If an exorcist used her own strange equipment, after firing four or five shots, only an iron frame would be left of her body. However, Sun Hang had already fired nearly thirty shots, and his entire body was still intact.

The ammunition brought by the exorcist had been used up, and every time Sun Hang fired, it was like firing a blank shot - what was ejected from the muzzle was no longer iron sand or steel balls, but a thick and extremely dense blood mist. Once those ghosts came into contact with the blood mist, they melted away instantly, just like a snowman diving into a pool filled with boiling water.

The ammunition that the No. 1 Institute equips exorcists with are all specially made. Using these ammunition as a carrier, the shotgun can exert its maximum power while consuming as little flesh and blood as possible. As a strange weapon, this gun can of course be fired without ammunition, but for an exorcist, doing so is almost equivalent to suicide.

Take the three shots that just killed the "lady" for example. If the three special single-headed bullets were not loaded, the price the exorcist would have to pay would be his entire right arm, not just two fingers...

Sun Hang's current approach can be said to be completely cost-effective...

Every time he fired a shot, his body would briefly turn into a mummy, but the sunken skin would soon swell up again, and the flesh underneath that had been sucked dry by the strange equipment would quickly be replenished, and Sun Hang would turn from a mummy into a "fresh living person" again. "This guy... is he really still a human?" the exorcist murmured.

She suddenly felt that Sun Hang seemed to be more suitable for this strange weapon equipment than herself, a qualified person.

No... the word "suitable" alone is totally inadequate to describe the shocking scene before my eyes.

One hundred percent...really one hundred percent...

No matter how shocking this conclusion was, after seeing Sun Hang's current performance, the exorcist finally understood why the bracelet's synchronization rate showed zero.

That’s because this guy’s sync rate is off the fucking charts!

The exorcist firmly believed that if the researchers at Institute No. 1 saw this combat video, they would go crazy.

She is almost going crazy now.

One hundred percent synchronization rate, this... can this person still be considered a human being?
Why didn't he merge with the strange equipment?
Judging from his movements and expressions, it was clear that he still maintained a clear self-awareness... In other words, a qualified person with a 100% synchronization rate was controlling a strange equipment that was exerting its maximum power but could not turn the tables...

"Could this person's ability be to easily control and suppress all strange equipment?" The exorcist pressed his chest and forced the beating frequency of the artificial heart in his chest to slow down. "If there is such a person... he should be a frequent visitor to the No. 1 Institute, right? Why have I never seen him... or even heard of him?"

Is this person's existence the top secret of Institute No. 1?
That's not right! This guy is the leader of the first team. In addition to the "Puppet Master", the other two hunters in the first team are local hunters from Tianfu City. If this person's ability is related to the strange equipment, the No. 1 Research Institute will never let him stay in a border area like Shuzhou.

The exorcist felt a little confused, and her brain prosthesis even sent out an overheating alarm signal. The circulating coolant was flowing rapidly in the titanium alloy cooling tubes like blood vessels, but it still couldn't calm her brain down.

On the other side, Sun Hang could only use three words to describe his mood at the moment.

“It’s so cool to kill!”

There is no need to worry about the consumption of ammunition, the wear and temperature of the barrel, or the problem of aiming - this strange weapon in his hand is not like a gun, but like an eraser. With a light wipe, he can wipe out a large area of ​​the minions on the screen. It is so relaxing.

Not only did Sun Hang feel great, the shotgun in his hand felt awesome as well.

It had never devoured its master's flesh and blood so happily before... It was like a poor boy who had to tighten his belt to make a living, and was suddenly brought to a long table filled with delicacies, with no end in sight.

All that was thrown to it was this: "Eat as much as you want, eat to your heart's content!"

If we count the total amount of flesh and blood that was devoured by Sun Hang, this shotgun has devoured at least a dozen living people in these short three minutes.

You know, it followed the exorcist for nearly ten years, and it only ate two-thirds of her.

Not only is there a huge gap in quantity, but the quality of the flesh and blood is even more different.

As if to repay Sun Hang's generosity, the roar of the shotgun became louder and louder, and the range of attack was expanded to three times the original - one shot at the most densely populated area of ​​​​the minions could instantly evaporate hundreds of minions. The deep red blood mist could even stay in place for a while... Any minions that accidentally bumped into the blood mist during this period of time would also be melted cleanly.

There were thousands of minions, but in the blink of an eye, less than half were left.

The exorcist then woke up as if from a dream and turned on the recording function of his artificial eye, recording the figure who was going in and out of the group of ghosts seven times, killing them one by one.

She didn't know how to explain what she had seen to the people at the institute when she returned, but she believed that as long as she gave the video to those researchers, they would not know how to explain everything in the video either.

……

……

“Bang!!!”

With the last gunshot, this almost one-sided battle finally came to an end.

The ghost minions did not wait to be killed. They were also trying hard to resist Sun Hang - in the end, more than a hundred ghost minions even gathered together and merged into a giant spirit with human faces all over its body. But unfortunately, no matter how hard they tried, these efforts were in vain in front of Sun Hang who was holding a shotgun.

Sun Hang fired only one shot, and the huge blood mist enveloped the entire fused spirit body.

In the blood mist, one human face after another turned into blood-red steam amidst the wailing. The huge body of the fused spirit quickly shrank until it completely disappeared into thin air.

Sun Hang walked up to the exorcist carrying a shotgun.

"You're right. Whether your major is suitable for you is indeed very important." Sun Hang shook the gun in his hand. "This thing is really useful for dealing with spirits and weird creatures. It kills like chopping melons and vegetables."

"I...can I confirm?" The exorcist cautiously glanced at the bracelet on Sun Hang's wrist - the synchronization rate between it and the strange equipment was still "zero", and the indicator light used to display the hunter's infection process was still showing green, representing "safe".

"Are you still Sun Hang?"

"Do you think so?" Sun Hang's answer made the exorcist's heart skip a beat.

She subconsciously took a step back and assumed a defensive posture.

"This should be a philosophical question." But what she didn't expect was that Sun Hang nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "You should know the story of the Ship of Theseus, right?"

"You...what do you mean?" the exorcist asked stutteringly.

"Then what Theseus's people said... can you understand?"

(End of this chapter)