Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 338 "Bad Debt"

"Oh!"

With a dull thud, Sun Hang landed steadily on the ground of the containment area. The granite floor was instantly cracked by his steps, leaving a large spider-web-like pattern. Even the alloy layer underneath the floor had a slight dent.

This was the result of Sun Hang's emergency deceleration when he was about to land... If he didn't slow down, he could even smash through the more than ten-meter-thick steel structure and fall directly into the control room under the steel structure.

Several researchers wearing full protective suits ran over - to them, Sun Hang had been away for less than ten minutes, and many people even thought that Sun Hang had returned without getting on the helicopter.

"Is Unit B423 ready?" Sun Hang asked directly.

"Ah? Ah... Are you going to absorb it now?" A researcher looked confused. "It will take at least half an hour to prepare all the safety measures..."

"Half an hour? Ling Xiao will probably be hard in half an hour." Sun Hang walked straight forward, "Don't block the way! Also, let everyone near the B423 holding room leave. Otherwise, if anything happens, I will not be responsible."

"This... is so urgent?" The researcher who spoke was dumbfounded. Without Yuri, he didn't dare to make any decision on his own... But he always felt that if he let the young man in front of him act recklessly, it might cause some big trouble.

"Evacuate all the workers!" Finally, a researcher who had just put down his communication equipment shouted loudly, "I just talked to the boss on the phone, and he asked us to unconditionally cooperate with all the actions of the VIP!"

When explaining relevant matters to his subordinates, Yuri had tried to concise his words as much as possible, but even so, Sun Hang was still a few seconds faster than him.

"Get out of the way!"

Sun Hang accelerated again, flashed several times in succession, and appeared directly at the door of the B423 containment room with Ling Xiao, who was wrapped like a mummy.

The door of the containment room was open. A dozen people in protective clothing were looking at this side from a distance of a hundred meters away. Next to them, there was a pile of equipment and instruments that had not been installed yet.

Sun Hang walked into the containment room, and several strands of hyphae pulled the airtight door of the containment room closed.

The temperature of the containment room of B423 is kept at minus 205 degrees Celsius all year round... You should know that the temperature of liquid nitrogen is only minus 196 degrees Celsius. Entering here without wearing any protective equipment is no different from taking a bath naked in a swimming pool filled with liquid nitrogen.

Even colder.

Fortunately, the thermal insulation barrier did not consume too many blue bars... Sun Hang waved his hand casually, and a series of sparks flashed inside the refrigeration equipment. Accompanied by a slight explosion, the temperature in the shelter room began to gradually rise.

Sun Hang untied the hyphae wrapped around Ling Xiao one by one - even though the hyphae had already provided Ling Xiao with the greatest degree of protection, Sun Hang's speed was too fast, and the G-force exerted on Ling Xiao was so terrible that it was unimaginable... Without the protection of these hyphae, Ling Xiao's body would probably have been torn into pieces long ago... It is even possible that only a pool of minced meat would be left.

Even so, Ling Xiao's body still suffered near-fatal injuries - his internal organs were almost all shattered, black blood continued to overflow from his nostrils, corners of his eyes and ear canals, his body was covered with internal injuries, large purple bruises could be seen everywhere under his skin, looking just like the corpse spots on a dead person.

Strictly speaking, Ling Xiao is now a dead man.

But none of these fatal injuries were as serious as the side effects of the God-killing Spear... If Yi 423 could offset the side effects of the God-killing Spear, then these injuries would be no different from scratches. Sun Hang had no idea whether Yi 423 could snatch Ling Xiao back from the hands of the God of Death.

In short, treat the dead as if they were alive.

Sun Hang took a look at the transparent box floating in the air and stretched out his right hand.

A flash of cold light passed through his fingertips, and the transparent box was instantly cut in half, with the clear liquid inside spilling all over the floor.

Lucas...or rather, the carrier of B423 suddenly opened his eyes - but in his eyes, Sun Hang could not see the eyes of a normal human being, only the vitality that continued to overflow and was so rich that it became substantial.

To describe it from a visual perspective, a large amount of bright red "blood mist" gushed out from various holes in Lucas' body - first from the mouth and eyes, then from the seven orifices, and then every pore on its body began to spew out blood mist.

The eight glass cups upside down on Lucas' back began to shake and made disturbing "bang bang" sounds. The purple-black "life force" that was extracted from Lucas' body no longer circulated slowly in the cups and then went back into Lucas' body as before, but instead began to hit the inner walls of the cups like crazy.

"Sun Hang! Don't let the pressure relief cup fall off! Otherwise..."

"What will happen otherwise?" Sun Hang had just asked this question when the eight pressure relief cups were blown away and blood mist instantly filled the entire space!

Sun Hang took a deep breath of the blood mist, and an indescribable feeling of pleasure spread throughout his body... He suddenly cried out in his heart that something was wrong: Damn, this feeling... is addictive!

Sun Hang turned his head to look at Ling Xiao who was also lying in the blood mist, and saw that the horrific injuries on Ling Xiao's body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there was still no breath of life coming from him - he was like a bottomless pit, and he swallowed up as much materialized life force as came over.

"This guy has overdrawn more than his own vitality?" Sun Hang was slightly stunned. "God-killing Spear... can it still owe a debt?"

In these few short seconds, the vitality Ling Xiao absorbed had already exceeded the level of a normal human, but the gap in the "bill" was still not filled - this meant that the vitality he paid at the moment he pulled the trigger was probably several times the vitality he had...

"Is this a bug?" Sun Hang pondered. "If Yi 423 can't help Ling Xiao 'repay the debt'... then wouldn't the debt become a bad debt? Once Ling Xiao dies, who will the God-Slaying Spear ask for repayment? Could it be possible that this debt can be inherited into the next life?"

In this world...is there such a thing as next life?

What puzzled Sun Hang even more was that, logically speaking, the power of the Spear of God-Slaying would be determined by the vitality that the qualified person provided to it... Then where did the vitality that exceeded the "payment amount" come from?

It can't be that Ling Xiao in the parallel world has also been drained dry, right?

Just when Sun Hang was daydreaming for eleven seconds, Ling Xiao's heartbeat sounded again in his chest.

(End of this chapter)