Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 743 - 37: Baikal Remains

"When you go to an amusement park to play in a haunted house, you should definitely wait until deep night when it's more thrilling, right?" Sun Hang retorted, "During holidays, there are more tourists than ghost impersonators, so there's no scary atmosphere at all. Isn't that a waste of money on tickets?"

"You're not really here for a vacation, are you?" the fisherman said in astonishment.

"What else..."

"I'll go with you." The fisherman directly opened the car door at the back.

"Didn't you say the Baikal Remains are dangerous after dark? Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"You've already taken down a Chimera 17, so I wouldn't be so surprised if you took down the entire eerie creature city with a punch now." The fisherman got into the car, "If following someone like you is still risky, then I accept it."

"I can't necessarily guarantee your personal safety." Sun Hang immediately issued a disclaimer.

"Don't worry, I won't hold you back... speaking of which, back on that Nameless Island, how did I not see you had this strength? Ouch..." The fisherman showed a trace of a painful expression, "Every time I think back to what happened on the island, it feels like something is missing, but I can't recall... might it be due to lingering symptoms from hitting my head on the steel pipe inside the submarine?"

"Very likely." Sun Hang knew full well that it was San Yuan who erased the memories related to Anna in his mind—he only remembered the self-destruction device at the Nameless Island Research Institute being triggered, then the three of them running crazily, he and Shino hid inside the submarine at the underground dock, while Sun Hang escaped underwater... But whenever the fisherman tried to recall the details of the escape, those memory fragments always seemed vague, like an old movie at 360P resolution with severe frame drops.

Afterward, the fisherman called Shino, but the other side likely signed a similar confidentiality agreement, so when the fisherman brought up matters on the Nameless Island, Shino would deliberately cough to cover up, clearly reminding him not to continue with the topic.

Recordings of phone calls between the fisherman and Shino were archived, and if they mentioned matters prohibited by the confidentiality agreement during the call, even though both were involved in the event, the "relevant departments" could still hold them responsible.

To avoid accountability, they could only use vague allusions... but this was something the fisherman wasn't good at. He talked with Shino on the phone for a full twenty minutes but got no valuable information.

The only time was when the fisherman asked Shino if he had symptoms of memory decline recently, to which the other side was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Perhaps it's because I'm getting older; my memory isn't as good as it used to be."

Counting by human age, both the fisherman and Shino were still in their prime years... Shino's words clearly alluded to something else.

The fisherman couldn't help but look at Sun Hang in the driver's seat—wondering if this guy was experiencing memory blur too... when there's a chance, he should ask Sun Hang in private.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Sun Hang glanced at the navigation route on the central control screen, stepped on the gas, and turned the steering wheel, and the barrier at the entrance of the camp slowly rose.

The officer sitting in the control room watched the computer screen emotionlessly as one after another alert warning popped up, then impatiently dismissed them—all entrances and exits of the camp had devices to detect eerie creature memes to ensure nothing "unclean" was accidentally brought back by troops on mission, so people and vehicles entering and leaving required checks.

Except the two vehicles, the front one carried a mysterious creature hunter and two abilities, with a half-human half-dragon beauty squatting on the roof, while the rear military truck had a dozen Eternal Freeze Coffins neatly stacked in its cargo hold, each containing a mysterious remains.... If it wasn't for Ganna having informed the officer in advance to turn off the alarm, the buzzing alert sounds would likely be echoing throughout the camp by now.

"Such a deployment, and just before dusk... they're up to something big." The officer stared at the monitoring screen, watching Sun Hang and the others drive out of the camp, then took out a metal hip flask from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, and took a deep swig.

Feeling the slight sting of bubbles popping in his mouth, the officer frowned—Sukabuli, which idiot said soda water could replace vodka? There's absolutely no comparison between the two!

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"A bit boring, better put on some music... Oh, why doesn't this car have a music player? The radio only picks up military communication frequencies?" Sun Hang held the steering wheel with one hand while fiddling with the central control with the other, looking very relaxed... almost like he's really on vacation.

Looking at the silhouette of the city being gradually swallowed by the night in the distance, the fisherman couldn't help but recall the expressions on the faces of soldiers leaving for reconnaissance missions.

The fisherman turned to glance at Yan Yu'an, who was also sitting in the back seat—this was a normal person's expression, wasn't it? Does Sun Hang not feel any nervousness at all?

Just as the fisherman marveled at Sun Hang's abnormality, a crisp voice of a little girl suddenly rang out beside him—"Do you want some ice cream? I can't finish mine..."

Fisherman: "I... I can't finish it either."

"Woohoo!" A cheer came from the roof, followed by the sound of wings flapping fiercely, causing a visible dent downward, and the half-human half-dragon huntress leaped into the air, performing several flips before adjusting her direction and diving towards the Baikal Remains.

"Want to listen to music?" the woman sitting in the passenger seat, who looked as if she stepped out of a painting, suddenly spoke. She pulled out a Bluetooth earphone from somewhere and offered it to Sun Hang, "It can play from the phone, but I only downloaded some instrumental music; I don't know if you'll like it."

"...Sukabuli." The fisherman suddenly realized that in this car, it seemed only he and Yan Yu'an were normal people.

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The two vehicles stopped at an empty space with reflective warning signs, and the truck driver sighed in relief as the number one eerie remains stepped off the vehicle, then pressed the auto unload button.

The truck's cargo compartment unfolded in place, and thick mechanical arms moved the Eternal Freeze Coffins one by one onto the ground.

The sound of rushing through the air came from above, and Wang Xiyi landed precisely less than half a meter away from the off-road vehicle. She flapped her wings to clear away the dust she had stirred, then helped Sun Hang open the car door.

"We've arrived," Wang Xiyi said, looking at the nearby Baikal Remains.

At this moment, the sun was almost completely swallowed by the horizon, with only a sliver of afterglow illuminating the western sky—the eastern sky, however, had turned into a deep and mysterious blue.

"The sun has set." Sun Hang jumped out of the car, "To be honest, after staying in Tianfu City for so long, I've gotten quite used to moving at night."

"Look, the city is moving," Wang Xiyi pointed at a tower less than three hundred meters away from them, "In the last ten seconds, this tower moved almost half a meter from west to east."

"This is only the beginning." Yan Yu'an also got out of the car, "When it gets completely dark, these buildings will move much faster and the whole city will morph completely."

"Can positioning devices work in the city?"

"They can work, but their usefulness is limited." Yan Yu'an shook his head, "Even if you can pinpoint your location, it's not certain you can find your way out of the maze-like building cluster."