Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 84 Controlling Things
Sun Hang pushed the young cadre into the warehouse and closed the iron door of the warehouse.

The next second, the lock on the iron door "melted" into a whole piece of iron, and the gap between the door and the door frame disappeared, becoming a whole.

At this time, the short man who ran the fastest had already rushed to the door of the supermarket and fired another shot at the body of the girl who was lying on the ground.

The sound of lead bullets tearing flesh was like a stimulant, making the short man scream in excitement. He raised his foot to turn the girl's body over and shot her from the front again.

"That's enough, monkey, stop playing around!" the sturdy man holding the shield shouted in a low voice, "Before the city defense guards arrive, quickly load all the supplies you can onto the trucks, and burn the rest!"

Sun Hang was hiding in the corner of the supermarket at this time. A pile of boxes taller than a person covered his body, making the three people mistakenly believe that everyone in the supermarket had escaped through the back door and no one was left.

If the enemy was just an ordinary human, Sun Hang would attack without hesitation, but if there was an infected person added, he would have to think twice before acting.

He could smell the scent that belonged to the infected person, but he couldn't tell how strong or weak the other person was. Sun Hang couldn't be sure whether this "shielding" effect came from the infected person's own ability or with the help of some external force.

"What are you afraid of? Big brother is here. Even if the city defense guards come, they will just be sending their heads to big brother!" shouted the short man called monkey.

"What if we attract the monster hunters here? Can you stop jumping up and down like a person with hyperthyroidism?" the sturdy man shouted angrily.

"Monster hunter? Didn't big brother just strangle one to death yesterday?" Skinny Monkey said disapprovingly.

This guy took out a Trickster Hunter?
Sun Hang was stunned for a moment.

There were only himself and Wang Xiyi left among the monster hunters in Tianfu City, and Wang Xiyi was at home last night...so the person this guy killed could only be a hunter from the support force.

But why didn't I receive any relevant news yesterday? Was it because my authority was not enough to know the news, or was it because the bodies of the murdered hunters had not been found?

It seems that according to the relevant regulations of the Xiazhou Federation, a monster hunter will be considered missing only if he loses contact for forty-eight hours during a mission. Now it has not even been twenty-four hours. If no body is found and there are no other witnesses, the Disaster Response Committee will most likely think that the hunter is performing a mission in a signal-blocking area.

Being able to kill a Monster Hunter means that this infected person is very dangerous - Sun Hang has not come into contact with many hunters, and he is not sure what the average strength of hunters in the entire federation is. But assuming that the current Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi were to have a one-on-one duel, Sun Hang believed that his chances of winning would not be higher than 50%.

Especially after Wang Xiyi transformed into a beast, she could attack with her fireball breath from high altitudes where the mycelium could not reach - if she attacked like this, Sun Hang would have no way to deal with her at all.

"But we can't just watch them burn all the supplies..." Sun Hang thought about it and decided to take the initiative.

A hypha thinner than a hair spread silently along the gap between the floor tiles to the outside of the supermarket, and then, under the cover of the drainage ditch and the night, slowly crawled towards the infected person standing next to the car.

Just as the mycelium was about to reach the infected person's feet, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed!
A huge crack appeared without warning where he was standing and swallowed him whole. The mycelium that had sneaked over seized this opportunity, and the front end instantly split and multiplied into tens of thousands of branches, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was off balance to pierce his body from all directions!
The infected person let out a roar and frantically tried to tear off the hyphae that had pierced his body. However, the hyphae split much faster than he could destroy them. In just a few seconds, he was wrapped into a huge cocoon by countless hyphae.

Or, to be more precise, this giant cocoon is like a cruel torture device called "Iron Maiden" in the medieval European Empire. Inside it, countless mycelium sharper than piano wires pierce, cut, and tear the body of the infected person. Boiling plasma shot out from the cracks in the giant cocoon, directly cutting off the street lamp poles. Anything that came into contact with the blood began to emit thick white smoke, as if it had been splashed with strong acid.

Two drops of blood plasma splashed onto the arm of the thug holding the bolt-action rifle. He immediately wiped it with his sleeve in fear, but with just a touch, the skin on his arm rolled down along with large pieces of flesh and blood, exposing the white arm bones.

As his nerve tissue was dying very quickly, he hardly felt any pain, but the area of ​​corrosion on his body was constantly expanding... Soon, only the body below the waist was left, kneeling on the ground in a large pool of sticky pus.

At the same time, in the corner of the supermarket, Sun Hang leaned against the wall behind him, gasping for breath - the feeling as if he was drowning was slowly fading away, and the vision in front of him gradually began to change from black and white back to color.

"Huh...huh..."

He realized that he had almost made a big mistake.

After creating "Ji Er Qi Jiu Liu" to kill Tai Sui, Sun Hang conducted many experiments on this ability to "control objects" - not only metal, but also wood, stone, plastic and even liquids and gases, he can control them to a certain extent, but different types of objects consume different amounts of "mental power" to control them.

Metal is relatively the most "sensitive" of all substances. Sun Hang only needs to consume a little mental power to make a nut float in his palm. Gas is the most difficult to operate, followed by liquid.

Sun Hang once tried to freeze all the blood in a fish's body, but he tried his best and even nearly fainted, but the fish on the chopping board was still alive and kicking. Sun Hang, somewhat angry, cut open the fish's belly with a kitchen knife, but only found some ice chips that were not much bigger than gravel.

Sun Hang called this property "sensitivity". The more sensitive a material is, the easier it is to manipulate it, and vice versa.

What he had just manipulated was concrete, a material whose sensitivity was second only to metal.

He originally just wanted to create some cracks to restrict the movement of the infected person, but he didn't expect that he used too much force and directly created a pit more than ten meters deep on the ground.

Sun Hang found it difficult to control the "degree" of this ability. He could not find a standard way to manipulate it. The only way he could activate his ability was to use his brain to "imagine" - and there was a fatal problem with imagination: human thinking has no fixed boundaries. If one is not careful, it is easy to be killed by the negative effects caused by overuse of one's abilities.

The magic in Western fantasy works at least has a standard process such as casting spells, but what if this process becomes entirely dependent on human imagination - imagine that a magic apprentice originally just wanted to release a low-level fireball, but he accidentally had images of pyrotechnics or even some forbidden spells in his head, what would happen then?
According to normal logic, nothing would happen, and the magic element would not respond to the apprentice's call at all... because the apprentice's mana has an upper limit, and after the balance reaches zero, no more mana can be drawn, so naturally, he cannot cast any Pyroblast or forbidden spells.

But Sun Hang is different.

His "blue bar" is just like his Xbei account, which can be overdrawn.

If he imagines releasing a forbidden spell, the consequence will be that his "blue bar" will be infinitely overdrawn, and his "health bar" will also be overdrawn as well - until the forbidden spell is successfully released, or he is completely reduced to ashes...

(End of this chapter)