Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 65: The th Floor

The huge hammer head instantly pierced through the floor, and huge cracks spread to Sun Hang's feet along with tremors.

Sun Hang himself had left the ground the moment the hammer was swung. With the help of mycelium, he turned his body in the air and pushed his feet on the ceiling to offset the huge inertia when the hammer was swung down.

"eighty!"

With another blow of the hammer, the hole, which was originally only seven or eight meters in diameter, was instantly expanded to more than twenty meters. The floor tiles were shattered, and cracks spread rapidly on the concrete layer like lightning. As for the steel structure used to support the weight of the building, Sun Hang had already pulled it out before the sledgehammer was formed.

The twenty-ninth floor completely collapsed.

Carrying a sledgehammer, Sun Hang landed lightly on the 28th floor - he noticed that except for the silicone dolls lying all over the floor and the melted "丙六三四", the furnishings on this 28th floor were exactly the same as those on the 29th floor above, even the small ornaments on the cubicle desks were exactly the same.

Not only that, at the same position on the glass curtain wall, the big hole that Sun Hang smashed when he broke into the office building was also "perfectly replicated".

These two floors look like a game scene created by a lazy modeler using duplicate materials by copying and pasting.

"Eighty! Eighty!"

Sun Hang smashed through the 28th floor once again, but the 27th floor below was still exactly the same...

Twenty-sixth floor, twenty-fifth floor, twenty-fourth floor...

The sixth floor, the fifth floor, the fourth floor...

The first floor, the first floor below ground, the second floor below ground...

Sun Hang looked at the familiar scene in front of him, then raised his head to look at the big hole that went through dozens of floors, and finally stopped swinging the giant hammer.

The sixteen-meter-long hammer suddenly began to collapse inward, and the already compacted metal was compressed again. After a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, the huge hammer turned into a half-meter-long dagger that was attached to the inside of Sun Hang's arm.

If you look closely at the blade of the dagger, you can see that it seems to be vibrating all the time, as if it were filtered by a layer of flowing hot air.

Forcibly compressing the metal to such an extent caused the "state" of the dagger to be extremely unstable. The reason why it did not "explode" was entirely because there was an invisible force restraining it... and once this force disappeared, the destructive power it could release would be far more terrifying than the attack of the giant hammer just now.

Sun Hang took three deep breaths in succession before he raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that oozed from his forehead. The "mental power" required to compress the metal was far more terrifying than he had imagined, but in the "maintenance phase" after the compression was completed, it became much easier.

"Well, this size is much more convenient." Sun Hang looked at the dagger pressed against his arm and nodded.

His exclusive weapon "Ji 2796" had been transported to the South City Bridge by the research institute's drone. It was supposed to arrive at the battlefield at the same time as Sun Hang and his helicopter, but the appearance of "Bing 634" halfway completely disrupted this plan.

Fortunately, with Sun Hang's current capabilities, weapons like the "Ji 2796" can be mass-produced as long as there are sufficient materials.

If calculated based on the floor that was penetrated, Sun Hang should be on the ninth floor below ground now.

However, outside the glass curtain wall of the "negative ninth floor" is still an endless dark abyss, and the same hole on the glass curtain wall as the one on the 29th floor still exists.

Sun Hang walked along the corridor outside the office area all the way to the elevator room, and sure enough, the words displayed on the wall were "29F".

These dozens of floors are all replicas of the 29th floor.

Every time Sun Hang smashed through a floor, for this monster, it was just a matter of pressing "Ctrl+C" and "Ctrl+V"... Even if Sun Hang died of exhaustion, he would never be able to get down to the 28th floor by smashing through the floors.

Sun Hang thought about it and returned to the office area. He remembered something he had seen when he looked around. It was a small drone placed on a charging base with the logo of an advertising company on it, and its remote control was placed on the table next to it.

Sun Hang picked up the remote control and turned on the power of the drone. The four small propellers immediately started to rotate, and the drone slowly rose to a height level with his line of sight.

Using his cell phone's Bluetooth to connect to the drone's camera, Sun Hang controlled the drone to rise along the large hole he had just smashed, all the way up to the "29th floor" where corpses were strewn all over the ground.

Nothing had changed. The melted "Bingliushisi" and the silicone dolls were still in place. Sparks flew from the broken circuit. Tap water gushed out from the cut-off water pipe nearby, soaking a large area of ​​the carpet.

Sun Hang controlled the drone to circle around the office area, then flicked the joystick and let the drone fly out from the gap in the glass curtain wall.

However, at the moment the drone rushed into the darkness, the image on the mobile phone screen was completely swallowed up by the darkness. Two seconds later, the words "Signal Lost" popped up and the indicator light on the remote control turned from green to red.

"Tsk, boring." Sun Hang threw the remote control away, walked to the nearest desk, and pressed the power button of the computer.

Although there was no communication signal in this strange office building, the water and electricity supply were not cut off. Sun Hang first connected his mobile phone to the charging socket on the side, then opened a word document on this computer, and after thinking for a moment, he typed a sentence on the blank page.

"Can you understand my language?"

He waited for a few seconds and saw the cursor jump twice strangely. Without Sun Hang touching the keyboard or mouse, an extra word appeared under his sentence.

"can."

"Very good, what is your name?"

no respond.

"Why did you bring me here? What do you want from me?"

no respond.

"Is the thing that melted 'C634'?"

no respond.

"Your mom died."

Still no response.

Sun Hang raised his middle finger towards the computer screen, put away his phone, walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator button.

The elevator on the fifth floor started operating...sixth floor, seventh floor, eighth floor...but when the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, it turned and started to go down, and finally returned to the fifth floor.

No matter how many times Sun Hang tried, these elevators could never reach the 29th floor where he was.

"You mean...I can only take the stairs, right?"

The small screen next to the elevator door, which was originally used to display the floor the elevator was on, suddenly flashed with black and white snowflake noise, and then the numbers disappeared and a Chinese character appeared.

"Correct."

(End of this chapter)