Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 514 - 104: Remnants

Sun Hang heard the noise in the sewer early on, but the "Mud Monster" emerged from the sewer much later than Sun Hang had anticipated.

Why was it delayed? Was it to coordinate with those outside attackers for a surprise assault?

Probably not... the opponent was waiting, waiting for Sun Hang to draw the curtains and provide a sufficient field of view!

Crawling inside the sewer pipes doesn't require a view; all you need to do is crawl forward along the pipes. Yet, even so, the Mud Monster was crashing around like a headless fly inside the pipes, creating a tremendous noise...

To attack the two people inside the house, a clear view is essential...

"It seems my earlier speculations were all correct... Then the opponent's hiding place should only be in one of those few rooms..."

Sun Hang suddenly shot up and crashed towards the seventh floor of one of the buildings!

The tempered glass window shattered on impact, Sun Hang landed on the floor covered with a thick carpet, rolled several times, and simultaneously shot out mycelium in all directions to pull his own body, barely dissipating the terrifying kinetic energy provided by the Electromagnetic Acceleration Field.

"Seems like I charged a bit too aggressively... I really need more practice with this ability..." Sun Hang muttered to himself.

The spot where Sun Hang landed was precisely in the dining area, and on a nearby table lay a bucket of unfinished instant noodles.

The instant noodles were of the Elephant brand, a well-known local brand in Xiazhou and one of the officially designated relief supplies for Shuzhou... In the warehouse of the research institute, there were dozens of boxes of Elephant brand instant noodles piled up, and the cup of instant noodles that Song Yarong had given to Sun Hang last time was of this brand.

Frankly speaking, the "tonkotsu ramen" flavor that Sun Hang tried was really not that great... It's rumored that the biggest reason this brand won the contract was because it was cheap enough.

Sun Hang shattered the double-layer insulated glass window, and the piercing cold wind instantly filled the room, causing a layer of congealed grease to appear on the surface of the noodle soup, making it look somewhat disgusting.

As for the person who was halfway through eating the noodles... Sun Hang turned his head to glance downstairs at the street filled with remnants of the transformed corpses.

Perhaps it had already become one of them.

Sun Hang didn't immediately search the other rooms but instead lay flat on the ground, pressing his ear to the floor.

The house was very quiet, with no sounds at all… But upstairs, there seemed to be some rustling noises...

Rats?

No, impossible, there couldn't be rats in a residence of this caliber.

"Caught you."

Sun Hang sprang up, broke through two floors with his body, and directly reached the ninth floor of the building!

At the same time, the rustling noise in the room turned into unabashed footsteps coming from the small bedroom at the end of the hallway!

Sun Hang looked up and, sure enough, found several tiny cameras disguised behind curtains in the windows on this floor.

The camera lenses were aimed right at Sun Hang's villa, and the camera cables ran straight into the room where the footsteps were coming from. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Still trying to run?"

With a burst of speed, Sun Hang shot through the wooden door of the room, but what greeted him was a large mass of black mud!

The mud covered Sun Hang's face like a mask, and in the next second, countless sharp spikes grew from the inside of the "mask," instantly piercing through Sun Hang's skull... Some of the longer spikes even protruded from the back of his head...

However, these spikes weren't stained with any red blood, only some broken, shattered white mycelium...

The Fungus Puppet quickly collapsed and disintegrated, while the real Sun Hang rolled in through the window and gripped the opponent's throat.

It was a dark-skinned, thin woman, appearing to be only about eighteen or nineteen years old. Judging by her features and skin color, she seemed to have a significant amount of Indian ancestry.

A few clay figures in the room instantly lunged at Sun Hang, but they couldn't reach him. A powerful force swept through, accompanied by an eardrum-shattering crack. The figures flew back and were deeply "embedded" into the walls.

"You aren't infected?" Sun Hang couldn't sense any memetic aura from the woman, "Your mind is very clear too, not like someone under mental control... So why are you helping the anomaly?"

"Spit! Federal dog!" The woman spat at Sun Hang, but a metallic blade intercepted the spit precisely and then backhanded into the woman's shoulder.

"Ah!" The woman let out a cry of pain, her forehead instantly covered in sweat from the agony.

"I'm not fond of using torture for interrogation, but that doesn't mean I won't resort to such measures... By the look of it, you seem quite afraid of pain, huh?"

Sun Hang, with his other hand, pinched the end of the metallic blade and gently twisted.

The sharp metal blade instantly shredded the flesh at the wound, and the unbearable pain caused the woman to tremble all over uncontrollably.

Her hands and feet were already bound by the Taisui mycelium, and her neck was gripped tightly by Sun Hang, controlled just enough to make breathing difficult but not to suffocate her... The excruciating pain and lack of oxygen to the brain plunged the woman into a state of extreme confusion. She tried several times to manipulate the clay figures to attack Sun Hang, but all attempts failed without exception.