Hunter of Mysterious Creature

"It's really possible..." Shino pondered for a few seconds and said, "They might have encountered some unbeatable supernatural entity and had no choice but to choose mutual destruction..."

"Good thing we ran fast, otherwise we nearly got caught up in it too." The fisherman cursed, but from his tone, it was clear he wasn't as angry as before.

The three of them worked together to lift a cart with wheels underneath onto the track, then placed Huangfu Sha inside it. These carts were well maintained, with the wheels tightly wrapped in oil paper, showing almost no signs of rust. The fisherman just gave it a gentle push from behind, and the cart slid several meters down the track.

Sun Hang toyed with the handgun in his hand, saying as he walked, "Once we find the exit, you guys take her to the surface. Although the Federation's rescue might not come, after such a bombing, it's probably quite safe up there now."

"Us?" The fisherman was taken aback. "You're not coming with us?"

"I want to go down deeper and figure out the true purpose of those Angsa hunters," Sun Hang said.

He didn't tell them that his decision to venture underground wasn't because of those Angsa hunters or for trial points, but because of the dream that just appeared in the forest.

The Nameless Island Research Institute in the dream felt incredibly familiar to Sun Hang. He was certain that he—or rather, the owner of a certain memory in his mind—had lived here for a very long time.

This was the closest he'd come to the truth of his amnesia since awakening, and he couldn't let this opportunity pass.

"You want to go deeper?" The fisherman's eyes slightly widened, "But you don't have the ability to shield curses if you go down..."

"I have other ways," Sun Hang said casually.

Compared to those "Protective Talismans" in the hands of the Angsa hunters, the abilities of the Three Apes were much stronger.

Not to mention shielding curses, Sun Hang thought, if the Three Apes were willing, they might even be able to directly eradicate the source of the curse.

"It's too risky..." Shino glanced at Sun Hang, about to speak but stopped.

The three of them fell into silence until Sun Hang, walking in the front, shone his flashlight on something "strange."

It seemed like a person, but this person was suspended in mid-air—half of his body was exposed, while the other half was stuck in the wall.

Sun Hang thought of the modeled world from his dream... Could it be that he was still in the dream and hadn't returned to reality?

Or did this guy glitch through reality?

"Whoa... is that a person?" The fisherman instinctively lowered his voice. "What is going on here? Hanging yourself from a southeast branch?"

"You guys stay here and don't move, I'll go have a look," Sun Hang said.

"Be careful! What if it's another cursed lunatic?" The fisherman said, "If things go south, just shoot it twice first and speak later."

"He's already dead, I don't sense any life force... but it seems he's carrying a meme that's somewhat familiar to me."

"Familiar?" The fisherman asked in confusion. "Judging by his attire, he seems to be one of those Angsa hunters, you better be careful."

The person stuck in the wall was about fifty meters away from Sun Hang and the others. Since his back was facing them, Sun Hang couldn't see his face and had to approach cautiously.

Stopping about ten meters away, Sun Hang extended a tendril along the track, curving around to the other side of the wall-stuck individual. At the end of the tendril, a round lump burst open like a flower bud, revealing a rolling eyeball.

Seeing the face of the wall-stuck individual, Sun Hang nearly burst out laughing.

This guy was the same person who had passed through the hotel wall into Sun Hang's room earlier that morning.

Only now, he was dead beyond a doubt.

His upper body was impossibly rigid, his face frozen with a mix of fear and pain, with blood from his seven orifices coagulated into dark brown chunks, and the blood on the floor long since dried.

The lower half of his body had completely fused with the concrete wall, molecularly intertwined, with the molecules of the concrete and the human cells merging in a state of mutual inclusion.

Even if someone chisels open the wall now, they wouldn't be able to pull out the lower half of his body, as it had become part of the wall.

"Did this guy lose his ability while phasing through the wall?" Sun Hang circled the corpse of the Angsa hunter once, then swiped the Liquid Metal Blade, enhanced by the "Sharp Blade," to cut off the half of the body still outside the wall.

The cut part didn't spew fresh blood but instead exhibited a bizarre mixed state, as if mixing a large basin of meat with cement.

Actually, that's not entirely accurate, because his internal organs retained their original shape, only half of the flesh tissue making up the organs had been replaced by concrete.

"How did he end up like this?" Seeing that Sun Hang was okay, the fisherman hurried over, glancing first at the half-corpse on the ground, then at the wall's cut opening, and asked, bewildered.

"This guy's ability was to phase his body, allowing him to move through solid obstacles like walls and doors," Sun Hang explained. "Just this morning, he barged into my room, taunting me nonstop, and I didn't expect to 'meet' again so soon."

"Did he mess up while passing through the wall?" The fisherman's expression was peculiar. "And then... got stuck in the wall?"

"More than being stuck, his lower half became one with the wall," Shino added, walking over.

"Hiss... just thinking about it hurts," the fisherman shivered. "But I wonder how he ended up here. Another person abandoned by their companions?"

"Doesn't seem like it, I felt like... he was trying to escape." Sun Hang said, "Maybe they ran into trouble down below, and he tried to escape through the wall using his ability, but overestimated his limits, or misjudged the thickness of the wall... and when halfway through, his body solidified, and then—"

"By the way, when you said 'familiar' just now, was it because you met this guy earlier today?" The fisherman asked again.

"No... he's been dead for some time, the supernatural meme inside him long dissipated. What felt familiar to me was something else," Sun Hang said.