Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 336 - 12: Quarantine Town

"Too tragic," the first little girl said.

Their voices didn’t sound like those of five or six-year-old girls, but rather like women in their twenties or thirties.

"Yes, yes, too tragic," Sun Hang echoed, "But I’m a bit puzzled. You say they’re orphans and widows, so where did the man of the house go?"

The two little girls didn’t look up at Sun Hang, instead speaking in a self-talking tone, "In the fourth year of being abandoned, the last of the food ran out. In the whole of Maoyun Town, aside from people, there was nothing else edible to be found."

"The four children of the Zhou Family died one after another within a month, and their father bricked their bones into the wall," the other little girl continued.

"No wonder the ghostly object in the wall has eight arms... so it was four people?" Sun Hang muttered, "But it doesn’t seem quite reasonable here. Since people starved to death, how did their father have the strength to brick their bones into the wall? If he had that strength, why didn’t he go out to find food?"

"Because their father filled his stomach with some unsettling things," one of the little girls finally raised her head and glanced at Sun Hang. At such a close distance, Sun Hang noticed that there was no white in her eyes at all, the entire eyeball was pitch black, deep as an empty well.

"Unsettling things? Human flesh?" Sun Hang asked again.

According to their description, Maoyun Town seemed to have experienced a severe famine... Historically, stories of swapping children for food in severe famines are not exaggerated—when survival itself becomes a luxury, civilization, society, humanity, and morality all become empty words.

Cannibalism is not an uncommon occurrence in nature.

And when humans revert to beasts, as long as they can survive, it doesn’t matter what they eat... Who would care? 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"The man of the Zhou family took one look at his dying wife and felt it couldn’t go on like this," the little girl continued speaking on her own without paying attention to Sun Hang, "He decided to leave the town to find a way out."

"But unfortunately, he never returned," the other little girl added.

"Did the woman then also starve to death?"

"Death is a release, but unfortunately, their luck wasn’t that good," the little girl said.

The flames in the Zhou family’s courtyard slowly extinguished, and the scorched black soil began to churn. A large mass of black hair emerged from the dirt, writhing and entwining on the shadow wall—in a haze, Sun Hang could hear a mournful crying coming from the yard.

His peripheral vision seemed to catch something. He turned his head abruptly, discovering that the townspeople previously killed by the "store owner" had "resurrected." They wandered the streets like the walking dead, moving from one end to the other and back again.

Even the middle-aged woman who was devoured by the "store owner" came limping out of that house.

"So, are these ’people’ really undying?" Sun Hang shrugged, "Why do I feel like I’ve been duped?"

No wonder "human life" is so cheap... It’s because these "people" all come back to life...

"No, one of them truly died," another little girl shook her head, "The child of the Zhou family."

"Oh? Are you talking about the one in the wall?" Sun Hang asked curiously, "Why is it that he’s the only one who can’t survive?"

"Because he touched something he shouldn’t have," the little girl said.

"Something he shouldn’t have touched, you don’t mean me, do you?" Sun Hang was taken aback, then shook his head, "No, his mom’s hair also touched me and even strangled my wrist."

"Haven’t you noticed you’re missing something?" the little girl said, suddenly walking towards the courtyard. Those hairlike water plants instantly backed away, making room for her.

The little girl walked to the shadow wall, reached out to what looked like a plaster statue’s severed arm.

She broke each finger off that arm, and it was only then Sun Hang noticed, clutched tightly in that hand’s palm was an old five-yuan banknote.

It was only now that Sun Hang realized that the hand grabbing for his shoulder was just a ploy to distract him, and its real target was to steal the bill from him.

It must be said, this method was quite skillful. If the little girl hadn’t pointed it out, Sun Hang would not have known that the note had been stolen by "someone."

"Tsk, so young, yet learning such sneaky tricks," Sun Hang shook his head repeatedly, "It seems the Zhou family’s family education really isn’t great."

"Touched something he shouldn’t have, that’s the punishment," the little girl staying by Sun Hang’s side said.

"Hey, wait a minute." Sun Hang suddenly realized a flaw, "You just said death is a release, these ’people’ are unlucky, they die and come back, live and die again, constantly enduring torment... But for the Zhou family child, this seems to be rewarding him!"

"They didn’t starve to death, they were suffocated to death by their mother in despair," the little girl beside Sun Hang said, "They’re different from the other people in town."

"Different ways of dying, different abilities gained?" Sun Hang scratched his head, "Then if I were to stumble and fall from hunger and dizziness, does that mean I starved to death or died from the fall?"