Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 379 Temperature Pressure
The AR display screen in front of Wen Ya was already covered with fine cracks, but the various data could still be displayed - he took a glance and found that his body temperature had risen to 430 degrees Celsius, and he couldn't help but frowned.

This was only the first stage of the assault, and my condition was already approaching the "fourth threshold". This was really not good news.

The room for error left for him is much smaller than expected.

"If I want to get close to the Holy Ark..." Wen Ya thought to himself as he stared at the giant concrete structure not far away that was used to "replace" Chimera 17.

"What Holy Ark?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, causing all the hairs on Wen Ya's body to stand up instantly!
He turned around suddenly and threw a punch behind him. There was a crackling sound at the tip of his fist!
However, Wen Ya's punch missed.

His eyelids twitched wildly - he had just recovered from the state of being on the verge of the "fourth threshold", and then he activated his ability again. This feeling was very uncomfortable... However, what made him feel even more uncomfortable was the young hunter standing several meters away.

Sun Hang.

Why is he here?

Wasn't he just at the launch point? The distance between the two was dozens of kilometers, and it took him more than ten seconds to get here with the help of PFDA. How did this person end up here?
Is his ability to teleport? Or is it that there are two Sun Hangs? Are they twins who look exactly the same?
What shocked Wen Ya even more was that he had just thought of the word "Holy Ark" in his mind and had not said it out loud at all. Why did the other party ask the question "What Holy Ark"?

why why why?
Can he read minds?

"You guessed it right. I can read minds." Sun Hang suddenly said with a smile.

Wen Ya's heart finally died.

After Sun Hang swallowed a large amount of strange memes, his memory reading ability finally made a breakthrough.

The original memory reading ability has little effect on monsters or infected people. It is necessary to devour the target's meme in order to obtain the opponent's memory fragments.

But now, as long as the target is not on guard, his thoughts and ideas are almost transparent to Sun Hang - of course, he can only read minds now. If he wants to read memories, he must invade the other party's consciousness, but doing so will easily arouse the other party's awareness and resistance.

If we use intrusion into a computer system as an example, Sun Hang's previous intrusion method was purely physical intrusion, which required the hardware device to be directly "connected" to complete. But now, he can invade the minds of other infected people through wireless networks... If he can crush the target at the level of consciousness, he can even browse the memory fragments in the other party's mind like browsing his own computer folders.

Wen Ya made up his mind and simply gave up thinking. He clenched his fists and a powerful energy burst out directly from his heart.

The body temperature data on the AR display is rising wildly... 600 degrees Celsius, 700 degrees Celsius, 800 degrees Celsius...

With a slight "bang" sound, the reading disappeared directly - the reason was very simple. The body temperature monitoring equipment implanted in the surface of the warm and pressure skin had exceeded the upper limit of the monitoring limit and was burned out.

Scorching white steam spurted out from the pressure relief valves of the thermobaric combat suit, completely transforming the surroundings into a "fog zone". The frozen soil under his feet began to thaw, and waves of scorching air came towards Sun Hang.

The combat uniform that Wen Ya was wearing, which was customized for him, had begun to melt. The red warning lights on several pressure relief valves were flashing continuously, and a sharp buzzing sound was heard.

Body temperature is 1,170 degrees Celsius, the "sixth threshold".

This is the strongest form of thermocompression.

He didn't hold back at all - his subconscious told him that if he still wanted to hide his cards at this time, he might never have the chance to play them in his lifetime.

"You look very hot. Do you need me to get you some ice to cool down?" Sun Hang asked calmly.

Wen Ya let out a low growl from his throat, and the next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

“Bang!!!”

A big pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a depth of two meters suddenly appeared where Sun Hang was standing. Wen Ya, who was wrapped in steam, half-crouched at the bottom of the pit, and his fist, which he swung down, was deeply embedded in the scorched earth.

"Hey, you haven't told me yet, what the Holy Ark is?" Sun Hang's voice came from the edge of the pit.

Wen Ya looked up suddenly and saw that the other party was unharmed, even the cheap sweatshirt on his body, which looked like it was sold at a street stall, was not damaged.

Impossible, this is impossible!

Wen Ya clearly felt that his fist had hit a body, and that body exploded instantly under his terrifying power. The blood evaporated directly under the high temperature and high pressure environment, and the flesh and bones were mixed with the charred soil - Sun Hang should have been dead beyond death!

So if the person standing at the edge of the pit was Sun Hang, then what did his fist just hit?
Wen Ya did not answer Sun Hang's question. He jumped up from a squatting position like a toad and appeared in front of Sun Hang in a blink of an eye. His two fists were like machine guns, bombarding Sun Hang's chest at an extremely terrifying frequency.

However, Sun Hang just tapped the ground with his toes and lightly retreated, causing each of Wen Ya's punches to hit the empty space... He kept roaring, and his punches were getting faster and faster, but his fists could not even touch the corner of Sun Hang's clothes.

"What is the Holy Ark?" Sun Hang asked again.

He tried to read Wen Ya's memory, but in this state, Wen Ya's brain seemed to have been eaten by zombies. All Sun Hang could read was garbage information mixed with all kinds of intense emotions, and he couldn't find anything valuable at all.

If he had to find a word to describe the other person's current appearance, Sun Hang felt that "impotent rage" was quite appropriate.

From the moment the hunter arrived at the testing site, Sun Hang realized that something was wrong with these two people.

Although Sun Hang didn't even look at them, he could clearly sense that their eyes were almost always on him.

Sun Hang also heard the entire conversation between Wen Ya and Yao Yu.

If the content of the conversation between the two people was taken out separately, there didn't seem to be anything wrong - at most it was just a conceited hunter's fear and disdain for his colleagues, but for some reason, Sun Hang always felt that there seemed to be something else behind their words.

He tried to read the minds of the two people, but the man named Yao Yu seemed to be wearing some strange equipment that could block the thoughts of the people around him. When Sun Hang tried to read their minds, he could only see a bare wall.

So, Sun Hang waited patiently until the big guy was left alone... But what Sun Hang didn't expect was that when he asked casually, the other party actually attacked him desperately, as if he was determined to kill him.

Is this guy crazy?
This is the testing ground of the Tianfu City Weird Creatures Research Institute, and it is surrounded by the army and patrolling hunter teams. Even if he could kill himself, it would be impossible for him to escape from this place under the siege of hunters that are dozens of times his number.

Sun Hang thought that if it were him, he would definitely choose to surrender when he knew that resistance would lead to death.

Isn’t it good to be alive?
Or is the "Holy Ark" that this person just thought of some important secret that if leaked the victim must die?
For hunters of this level, unless there is rebellion or the infection process exceeds the danger threshold, they will generally not be "neutralized", right?

Wait, mutiny?
Sun Hang suddenly retreated a long distance and stopped ten meters away from the "safe zone boundary line". Not far behind him, the yellow and black markings symbolizing the "safe zone" and the "danger zone" were extremely eye-catching, and the warning lights on the markings kept flashing.

The temperature and pressure also stopped. He was breathing heavily. The sweat turned into steam and rose up before it had a chance to seep out of his pores. All the pressure relief valves in his body were scrapped. The shrill alarm sounded continuously since then.

The temperature pressure made me feel a little chilly - this was not a psychological meaning, but a real chill felt by the body.

He knew very well what this hint of chill meant.

The "sixth threshold" is the strongest state of temperature pressure, but he cannot maintain this state for long... He has tested it himself, and the longest time was only eleven seconds, and during those eleven seconds he remained stationary and did not take any attacking actions.

Once any action is taken under the "sixth threshold" state, the maintenance time of the "sixth threshold" will be greatly shortened. The more intense the action, the more the time will be shortened.

The sign that the "sixth threshold" state is about to subside is that the body temperature of thousands of degrees begins to drop rapidly. At this time, he will feel the ubiquitous coldness like countless steel needles piercing into various parts of the body. Having experienced that kind of pain once, he will never want to experience it a second time.

Therefore, Wen Ya rarely enters the state of the "sixth threshold". Even when facing intensity, he can only raise himself to the "fifth threshold" at most.

But this time, he played all his cards without reservation, but in return, he only got cold questions from the other side over and over again -

"What is the Holy Ark?"

Wen Ya began to cough violently, his ankles went limp, and he fell to one knee on the ground, shaking all over.

He put his hand over his mouth, and with an exaggerated cough, blood foam mixed with organ fragments flowed from between his fingers, dripping onto the frozen soil and immediately turning into dark red lumps of ice.

The mist-like steam had long since disappeared, and the temperature of dozens of degrees below zero once again dominated this artificial plain.

"You... cough cough... what kind of monster are you... cough cough cough?" Wen Ya asked while coughing, staring at Sun Hang with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"You're wrong. I'm the one asking you now, not you asking me." Sun Hang walked forward, kicked Wen Ya over, and stepped on his chest.

Wen Ya's thoughts are now a little more normal than before, but his memory is still confused, making it very difficult for Sun Hang to read.

If possible, he hopes that the other party will take the initiative to confess.

"If you confess, you will be treated leniently. If you resist, you will be treated severely." Sun Hang said righteously, "I am not very patient."

"Holy...Holy Ark...ahem...it's...it's..." Wen Ya turned his head with some difficulty and looked at the towering concrete structure not far away, which looked like Armstrong's accelerated spinning jet Armstrong cannon.

"You mean, the Holy Ark is Chimera 17?" Sun Hang asked in confusion, "Why don't I remember Chimera 17 having such a code name?"

Wen Ya closed his eyes, his face ashen.

"It's just a code name. The existence of Chimera 17 is not a secret. Everyone present knows it. Why do you react so strongly? If you want everyone to use this code name, you can just say it directly. Look, Chimera 17 is six words, and the Holy Ark is only two words. If it were me, I would also be happy to use the latter code name... Wait, what is the organization?"

"Ahem... since... you can read minds... cough cough cough... why are you still asking me...?" Wen Ya had to gasp for a while after saying each word. The side effects of coming out of the "sixth threshold" state almost took half his life. He even felt that it was a miracle that he could still speak.

He remembered that when he first touched the threshold of the "sixth threshold", he was in a coma for half a month. When he finally woke up, he found himself sealed in a perpetually frozen coffin, surrounded by all kinds of weapons.

Wen Ya had always felt that, under the state of the "sixth threshold", he had the confidence to fight off even the Iron Wall, who was known as the "strongest in close combat" among hunters of the same level... But today, the young man in front of him with a smile on his face completely overturned his three views.

He was a little unwilling.

He felt that what happened just now was not a fight at all - he did not even touch the opponent, the opponent just kept dodging and running away, and he ended up exhausting himself to death...

If he was defeated head-on in a head-on fight, Wen Ya would be convinced... but this way of losing...

He is so unwilling!
"what?"

Sun Hang raised his foot and took several steps back.

He saw a black shadow rising from behind the big guy and completely enveloping his body.

Or rather, it was completely swallowed up.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thunderous drumbeats sounded in Wen Ya's chest, and a force that came from nowhere suddenly emerged from his limbs and bones... Wen Ya opened his eyes in surprise. He found that his condition had returned to its peak, and there was even a faint trend of "breakthrough".

"What...what's going on?!"

(End of this chapter)