Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 426 - 58: Cocktail

Factory 105, overhead.

Sun Hang crouched at the helicopter's cabin door, looking down at the empty factory below.

The 67th Field Operations team had already withdrawn from the area, leaving only a large number of military drones guarding the entrance as remote-controlled vehicles equipped with various instruments slowly scanned the entire grounds.

"Jiang Yu's wristband signal has completely disappeared," said Song Yarong. "Just like the Red-haired Witch... but the problem is, our signal transceivers can entirely penetrate the outer walls of Factory 105, and communications inside the factory remain seamlessly smooth... unless their wristbands have been completely destroyed, otherwise..."

"Is there a possibility that they are no longer inside this factory?" Sun Hang interrupted Song Yarong.

"Do you mean..."

"Remember what happened at the cemetery south of the city?" Sun Hang asked.

"If it's a space-time transfer, wouldn't the factory be moved as well?" a middle-aged man in the cabin wearing a Field Operations Department uniform remarked. "Unless the transfer only affects living entities."

"If it affects only living entities, then we should see a large pile of scattered clothing within the area, right?" Sun Hang casually joked. "Regardless of what the reason is, I'll go down and check it out myself."

"Don't!" Song Yarong quickly grabbed Sun Hang. "According to your request, all other Hunters have been sent to the command center. You're the only Mysterious Creature Hunter on site now. If you disappear too, there won't be any Hunters left to save you."

"If I disappear as well," Sun Hang smiled at her, "then there's no need to send anyone else... because it'll be useless."

"You're that confident?" The middle-aged man in the Field Operations Department uniform frowned and asked.

"Absolutely."

With that, Sun Hang freed himself from Song Yarong's grasp and jumped.

As he fell, all the surrounding drones adjusted their positions, hundreds of lenses focusing on Sun Hang.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi at the command center in Tianfu City rubbed her forehead in helplessness.

She didn't know whether sending Sun Hang on this mission was the right or wrong choice.

Just before Sun Hang landed, two mushroom-like appendages shot out from his body, adhering to a factory's outer wall and a nearby street lamp post, instantly creating a strong force that bent the streetlamp into a near ninety-degree angle.

In the creaking sound that signaled the metal's fatigue reaching its limit, Sun Hang lightly landed on the ground.

"Quite graceful." Sun Hang brushed a few fibers off his clothes. "This landing could at least score ninety-five."

As for why it would lose five points, it's because modesty is a virtue for an adult.

As soon as he landed, Sun Hang detected an anomaly.

Though the factory in front appeared intact, he could vaguely sense that the space-time within which the factory existed was in a fragmented state... like stacking layers in a painting software, when separated, the entire world would become fractured... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Of course, the painting software metaphor only fits a two-dimensional world. If upgraded to three dimensions...

This factory would be like a specimen frozen in ice, with a precision cutter slicing the ice into countless tiny cubes — including the specimen within.

The cutter was so precise that no seam was visible, and when these tiny cubes realign in their original order, the ice block remains whole, and the specimen inside stays intact.

This ice represents the space belonging to the factory, while the specimen inside is Factory 105 itself.

Sun Hang couldn't help but think of a Rubik's Cube.

The space before him was like a Rubik's Cube; a rearrangement of these "tiny cubes" might place Factory 105 in a bizarre state—grounds suspended, cars flipped over on angled walls, massive steel structures cut and reconstructed... its oddity sufficient enough to make anyone toss their stack of physics textbooks from junior high to college into the dumpster.

Sun Hang raised a hand—he was moving within these numerous divided tiny spaces, yet, for some reason, his body wasn't split apart.

Whole, he walked along the park's paths, akin to an anomaly.

Oh, he's not the only anomaly.

Those drones patrolling the streets, guarding intersections, hovering, spiraling—they remained intact, unaffected by entering this "fragmented space."

"Cutting effects only apply to things present in this space during the partition?" Sun Hang pondered. "Meaning this unidentified entity besides spatial capability, has some degree of time control as well?"

Sun Hang unconsciously thought of "Linyin 191·Space-Time Illusion."

But that entity was completely demolished by the trio of primates, obliterated without a trace.

Realizing this unidentified entity could also control space-time, Sun Hang's excitement surged.

He decided to be cautious and prudent this time, abstaining from any actions that might alert it... before devouring this entity, he vowed not to think of anything irrelevant.