Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 317 Cocktail

Factory 105, above.

Sun Hang squatted at the door of the helicopter, looking down at the empty factory below.

The 67th field team has withdrawn from the park. Now only a large number of military drones are left guarding the various intersections in the park, and remote-controlled cars equipped with various equipment are sweeping the entire park's ground inch by inch.

"The signal from Jiang Yu's bracelet has completely disappeared." Song Yarong said, "Just like the Red-haired Witch... But the problem is that our signal transceiver can completely penetrate the outer wall of Factory 105, and the communication inside the factory is also completely unobstructed... Unless their bracelets have been completely destroyed, otherwise..."

"Is there a possibility that they are no longer in this factory?" Sun Hang interrupted Song Yarong.

"what do you mean……"

"Do you remember what happened in the South City Cemetery?" Sun Hang asked.

"If it's a space-time transfer, then the factory should also be moved, right?" said a middle-aged man in a field department uniform in the cabin, "Unless this kind of transfer only has an effect on living organisms."

"If it only works on living things, then we should see a lot of scattered clothes in the park, right?" Sun Hang said casually, "Whatever the reason is, I'll know after I go down and take a look."

"Don't!" Song Yarong quickly grabbed Sun Hang and said, "According to your request, all other hunters have been sent to the command center. You are now the only monster hunter on the scene. If you are missing, no other hunter will be able to save you."

"If I am missing too." Sun Hang smiled at her, "then there is no need to send anyone over... because it will be useless even if you send anyone."

"Are you so confident?" the middle-aged man in the field department uniform asked with a frown.

"It really does."

After saying that, Sun Hang broke free from Song Yarong's hand and jumped up.

As he fell, all the drones hovering around him turned their noses around, and hundreds of cameras were locked on Sun Hang.

At the same time, Yang Qi, who was far away in the command center of Tianfu City, held his forehead helplessly.

She also didn't know whether sending Sun Hang to carry out this mission was the right or wrong choice.

When Sun Hang was about to land, two hyphae shot out from his body and stuck to the outer wall of a factory building and a lamppost respectively. A strong pulling force instantly pulled the straight lamppost into a right angle of almost ninety degrees.

Amidst the creaking sound that represented metal fatigue reaching its limit, Sun Hang landed lightly on the ground.

"Very elegant." Sun Hang brushed off the strands of fiber hair on his collar. "This landing is at least 95 points."

As for why it is five points less, it is because humility is a virtue that an adult should possess.

As soon as he landed, Sun Hang noticed something unusual.

Although the factory in front of him looked intact, he could vaguely feel that the space and time in which the factory was located was in a state of fragmentation... Just like using painting software to stack layers one by one, when these layers are separated, the whole world will become fragmented...

Of course, the metaphor of painting software only applies to the two-dimensional world. If we upgrade it to three dimensions...

Then this factory is equivalent to a specimen frozen in ice. The precision cutting machine cuts the ice into countless small cubes - along with the specimen inside.

This cutting machine is so precise that the cutting gaps are completely invisible, and when these small cubes are arranged together in the original order, the ice block is still intact, and the specimen inside the ice block is still intact.

This piece of ice is the space to which the factory belongs, and the specimen inside the ice is Factory No. 105 itself.

Sun Hang couldn't help but think of the Rubik's Cube.

The space in front of us is like a Rubik's Cube. If the order of these "small cubes" is changed, Factory No. 105 will probably present an extremely strange state - the ground is suspended in mid-air, vehicles are attached to the inclined walls with four wheels facing up, and huge steel structure buildings are cut and reconstructed... The weirdness is enough to make people throw all the thick stacks of physics textbooks from junior high school to university into the trash can.

Sun Hang raised one of his hands - he was now in this countless tiny spaces that were cut apart, but for some reason, his body was not divided into pieces.

When he walked on the road in the park, he looked like an alien.

Oh, he's not the only outlier.

The drones patrolling the streets, guarding at street corners, hovering and circling in the sky all remain intact and have not become "fragmented" just because they entered this "fragmented space".

"The cutting effect is only effective for things that are in this space when cutting?" Sun Hang pondered, "In other words, in addition to its spatial ability, this strange creature also has the ability to control time to a certain extent?"

Sun Hang subconsciously thought of “Lin 191: Shadows of Time and Space”.

But that thing had been destroyed by the three apes, completely destroyed, without even a trace left.

Sun Hang couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that this strange creature also had the ability to control time and space.

He decided that he must be extremely careful and cautious this time and must not alert the enemy again... Before devouring this strange creature, he would never think about anything that he shouldn't think about.

As for the snake that alarmed the enemy, it naturally did not refer to the strange creature that attacked Factory No. 105, but the three monkeys that would appear from time to time to disrupt the situation.

After taking a deep breath, Sun Hang took out the Bluetooth headset from his pocket and put it into his ears.

The passionate English song immediately reached Sun Hang's ears - this was the playlist shared with him by Lao Wang, who said it was very suitable for listening to while doing anaerobic exercise... The high-intensity battle with monsters could of course be considered anaerobic exercise.

I just don't know how intense the battle would have to be for Wang Xiyi to reach the threshold of anaerobic exercise with her current cardiopulmonary capacity.

After all, it was the heart of a black dragon.

Sun Hang listened to a few words, then turned off the music playback function and switched to the military radio.

He planned to listen to the entire frequency band from 111.1MHz to 999MHz. However, as soon as he switched to 111.1MHz, he realized something was wrong.

According to the description of the advance team, there should be an intermittent and extremely vague whisper in 111.1MHz, but when Sun Hang switched to this frequency band, what he heard was silence... and the faint sound of breathing in the silence.

The breathing became faster and faster, as if the calm emotions were gradually turning into excitement.

"You're here! You're finally here!" a woman shouted on the other end of the headset. She was even more excited than Sun Hang. "I haven't even gone to look for you yet! You actually came to my door yourself!" "Who are you?" Sun Hang asked.

The other party did not answer Sun Hang's question, but said to himself: "I will catch you and chew you bit by bit. I will make you feel the most painful..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and only the "sizzling" sound of electricity remained in the headphones, spreading infinitely into the distant virtual space.

Sun Hang found that everything around him had turned gray and white. The rotors of the drone were frozen in the air. The only moving things in the world were him and the white girl who was sitting on the bent lamppost with her slender legs swinging.

She is like a work of art carved out of jade, emitting a cool yet moist fluorescence all over her body. Her perfect body proportions and face do not seem to exist in this world at all... However, I don't know whether it is regrettable or surprising that the artist who carved this statue added black pupils to the statue's eyes before completion. At that moment, the statue came to life and turned into a godly girl.

Perhaps, this was the scene that Ling Xiao saw that night.

No matter how many times he saw it, Sun Hang would always be amazed by Anna's appearance... Of course, it was just amazed.

"Is there something wrong?" Sun Hang asked.

"Look, I sent you away from that place of trouble, but you insisted on coming back. Now you are in trouble." Anna supported her chin with both hands, lowered her head and looked at Sun Hang and said.

"Trouble? I don't think so..." Sun Hang shook his head.

"Do you know why that voice was so excited just now?" Anna asked.

"why?"

"Because the object of her desire for revenge is you! Everything she did was to find you and take revenge on you, and now you have come to her door, of course she will be ecstatic... For her, this is the only meaning of her existence in this world."

"How big of a grudge is this?" Sun Hang scratched his head, "I killed her whole family?"

"Her birth was a mistake, and you didn't stop this mistake. For her, that is the source of all hatred," said Anna.

"This is too unreasonable." Sun Hang complained, "It's like an old woman in Chunming City fell down and died, and because I didn't help her in Tianfu City, her children think I killed her? This is really a great way of thinking. I suggest that she stop being a ghost and go into politics."

"That's not true...my dear mother." Anna smiled and shook her head. "You gave me all the beauty and love, but left her with only ugliness and disgust...If it were me, I would probably hate you just as much..."

"What you said sounds like..." Sun Hang stopped talking suddenly.

He realized something, but he also knew that if the vague image in his mind became clear, it would almost certainly attract interference from the three monkeys... What he needed to do was to keep the image stuck between vague and clear and maintain the status quo.

"It seems that you have mastered the trick." Anna chuckled.

"Is she here?" Sun Hang asked.

“No, she’s not here.” Anna shook her head. “Her real body is still inside that huge, ugly flesh cocoon… What came here is just her shadow.”

"Does her shadow have the ability to manipulate time and space?" Sun Hang was a little confused.

"It's just a coincidence."

"coincide?"

"This place is located at an unstable point in space. With just a little interference, the space can be separated into many layers, just like the drink named cocktail by humans."

"Can the Riddler die?" Sun Hang said.

"The other world, you should know about it, right, mom?"

“I’ve heard of this concept.”

"Here, there are many layers of the inner world, one inside the other." Anna said, "and her shadow has a projection in each layer. If we want to restore the space to normal, we must clear all these projections."

"So which level of the inner world am I in now?"

"Level 0, the surface world." Anna said, "That is, the 'normal world' in conventional knowledge."

"How do I get in?" Sun Hang asked, "There should be a passage connecting the inner world and the outer world, right? How do I find it?"

"No need to look for it, the passage will find you." Anna laughed again, "Mom, you just need to stay where you are... She is much more anxious than you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the next second, Sun Hang felt as if he was swallowed by something.

The high-brightness searchlight cast by the drone turned into an orange-red flame, and even the dark night sky was faintly reddish.

The entire Factory No. 105 was burning fiercely, and the flames engulfed everything. The burnt polymer materials crackled and emitted bursts of pungent odors, mixed with the smell of smoke and fire, which kept drilling into Sun Hang's nostrils.

The blazing heat waves hit Sun Hang's cheeks, and he could even see from the corner of his eye that the hairs on both sides of his cheeks were quickly curling up.

"Welcome to the first level of the inner world." Anna's figure disappeared, but her voice still lingered in Sun Hang's ears.

"It's impossible for Factory No. 105 to catch such a big fire. The factory building is almost entirely built with flame-retardant materials, and it is strictly forbidden to bring in flammable and explosive items throughout the entire park..." Sun Hang muttered to himself as he slowly walked into the fire.

The burning pain was transmitted to the brain, and the surface of the skin quickly carbonized, cracked, and peeled off... The pink new flesh underneath was immediately burned to pieces, and the blood evaporated due to the high temperature before it had time to drip onto the ground...

Logically speaking, Sun Hang, who inherited the black dragon meme, would not be afraid of fire... But in this flame, his body seemed to have turned back into a mortal body. Except for the recovery ability given to him by Tai Sui, his original fire and physical resistance were gone.

"It seems that my guess was correct. This is not real fire."

Sun Hang stretched out his hand and grabbed the flame in front of him.

He grabbed a sharp, invisible blade and cut his palm bloodily.

Immediately afterwards, countless blades pierced through his body, cutting through his flesh and bones.

(End of this chapter)