Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"If you're a bug, you should have some awareness of being a bug."

"How can a cocoon turn into a butterfly if it doesn't have enough nutrients?"

As he was talking, the wound on his stomach healed, and the blood and internal organs that were scattered everywhere returned to his body. He spat out his saliva mixed with dirt with an unhappy sound.

It doesn't hurt, but it's still a bit unpleasant to see a guy of this degree get injured.

Let’s satisfy this dissatisfaction with the subsequent pleasure.

The words "I see you" one after another made the originally calm and composed caterpillar's eyes turn red. Driven by instinct, it finally couldn't hold back and launched an attack on Sakurai.

The thread with a strong stench that came out of its mouth came straight towards him at a speed faster than a bullet.

Is the target of this attack the head?

Indeed, for a living being, the brain and the heart are undoubtedly the weakest of weaknesses.

However, for humans, the brain is indeed a higher-level existence than the heart, which can still hold on for a while after being pierced.

Sure enough, for a supernatural being of this level, there is indeed a certain degree of intelligence.

No wonder people eat buffets in a wait-and-see manner.

But unfortunately, no matter how fatal the weakness is, you have to be able to hit it.

and...

Even if I get shot in the head, I won't die.

Just before the silk thread hit him, Sakurai's body fell backwards, completing a difficult iron bridge while avoiding the caterpillar's greeting gift.

"No matter how smart a beast is, it's still a beast. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Sakurai kicked the wall, stood up, and strode towards the toad's body.

The dagger cut the silk thread, and Sakurai came in front of the caterpillar, raised the dagger and stabbed the guy's eyes.

The sticky, smelly, corrosive liquid sprayed onto Sakurai's face, corroding the flesh on his face in an instant. Sakurai, who was quickly [resetting], punched the caterpillar's other eye.

20. I told you, my body is a dangerous substance that carries a highly toxic substance.

“Wooooooooooo!!!”

In the previous second, one of its eyeballs exploded, and in the next second, the only remaining eyeball was hit by a critical hit.

The piercing sound of the caterpillars roaring in pain made the little snacks on the street cover their ears and roll on the ground in pain.

The weaker ones even turned into black gas and disappeared on the spot.

Sakurai didn't care at all about Caterpillar's impotent rage. He pushed the ground back two meters to create some distance between him and Caterpillar.

When fighting an enemy that is larger than you, the first and most important thing is to never get too close to the enemy, nor too far away from him.

You need to maintain a distance where you can dodge the opponent's attack and counterattack at any time.

This is Sakurai's experience.

The only thing Sakurai regretted was that this guy's head was too big.

After destroying the eyeball he couldn't get his fist any further into it.

This will destroy its head.

really....

The dagger's attack range is still too short.

Do we have to think of other ways?

Sighing silently, Sakurai concentrated and held his breath, waiting for Qingchong's [return gift].

The flesh was loose, and the empty eye socket without an eyeball revealed materialized malice.

If it hadn't closed its eyes at the last moment, its other eye would have been destroyed by the human in front of it.

A great shame...

It's going to...

Eat this overly delicious human!!!

“Guhoho!!!”

The roaring caterpillar exhaled corrosive gas, as if it was about to launch an attack at the next moment.

The pungent stench forced its way into Sakurai's nasal cavity, and he squinted his eyes and confronted the enemy in front of him.

He was on high alert and kept breathing the air filled with foul odor, making sure he could respond to the caterpillar's attack at the first possible moment.

hateful...

Why is there still a sense of smell?

Battles with ghosts are always accompanied by foul smells, which greatly affects appetite.

This is Sakurai's cry from the heart.

While Sakurai was absent, the furious Caterpillar supported his body with his hands and feet.

As he raised one hand to slap Sakurai, the two-meter-tall dark blue head fell down.

If something is hit, not to mention a flesh and blood body, even the hardest stone will be shattered in an instant.

But...

No matter how powerful the attack is, it has to be able to hit the target.

With this level of attack——

You are...

Who do you look down on?

Sakurai, whose field of vision was filled with the body of the caterpillar, could clearly see the trajectory of this guy's attack.

He has learned...

What is the range in which this head will appear in the next moment?

You want to beat me into a pulp, you want to smash my body into pieces?

Want to swallow my body in one gulp?

If you can do it...

Just give it a try.

"Too slow. I have seen the trajectory of your attack."

"So, your attack is to me..."

"Meaningless."

Before he could say these words, Sakurai had already grasped the dagger with both hands and took a step forward, moving thirty centimeters to the side.

This happens to be...

The maximum distance for the caterpillar's head to fall is not one centimeter more or less.

The caterpillar that fell to the ground suddenly rushed forward for a distance.

This heavy truck-like body knocked Sakurai into a bloody mess and opened its mouth wide to swallow him.

Before this, Sakurai had already handed out the dagger and used the same trick to poke out the other eyeball of the caterpillar.

The arm that was scratched by the yellow big teeth left Sakurai's body in an instant and was chewed and swallowed by the caterpillar.

Blood continued to spurt out from the broken gap.

Then--

After a brief pause, the caterpillar wailed violently.

"This is what happens if you eat everything."

"It's not good, my body is filled with dangerous poisons."

Sakurai moved his reborn arm as if nothing had happened and looked at the caterpillar wailing in front of him.

"You are the first... spirit who didn't immediately explode, dissolve, and die after [eating] me."

"In this respect, it is worthy of respect."

"Let me free you."

Although it was not included in the prepared plan, since it has already happened, Sakurai will not let go of this hard-earned opportunity.

He already saw the opportunity for victory in his eyes.

While the caterpillar was trying to endure the severe pain in its abdomen and closing its mouth tightly as [Wild Boar Charge] pounced towards it, Sakurai kicked the wall with one foot, turned over and jumped up, as if he had broken free from the constraints of gravity, and continued to move upwards, finally landing on the caterpillar's head.

Just like that, he rode on the caterpillar's back.

I clamped my legs together to secure myself on its body to ensure that I would not be thrown off.

Ignoring the body that was constantly in a cycle of corrosion and rebirth, the left hand that had just completed reorganization tightly grasped another face at the back of the caterpillar's head, which was rotting and emitting a stench worse than a garbage dump filled with kitchen waste in the hot summer.

His eyes were cold without any fluctuation. He twisted the wrist holding the dagger, and with a click, he repeatedly cut open cuts on the other face of the caterpillar.

Physically help it open its mouth wide.

Thick smoke rolled into Sakurai's eyes. Sakurai, who was jumping back and forth between blindness and recovery of sight, did not slow down his movements at all.

Treat the wailing sound of the caterpillar as the best sonata, from being unfamiliar at the beginning to becoming proficient.

But in a moment, a man with a big smile on his face was able to accommodate Sakurai in.

Bright green pus flowed down the hole, corroding Sakurai's lower body into a mass of white bones while also corroding the dusty ground into pits one after another.

He turned around and buried his hands and body into another [mouth] that was forcibly opened.

Only the white skeleton's legs were left to firmly fix the lower half of its body on the caterpillar without giving it any chance to roll over and shake it off.

Sakurai, who couldn't see anything, was just rummaging around based on his senses.