Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 465 - 79: "Bad Debt

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, Sun Hang landed steadily on the floor of the containment area. The granite floor instantly cracked into a web-like pattern under his feet, and even the alloy layer beneath showed slight dents.

This was the result of Sun Hang's emergency deceleration before landing. Without slowing down, he could have smashed through this ten-meter-thick steel structure and directly fallen into the control room beneath.

Several researchers in full protective gear ran over. To them, Sun Hang had been gone for less than ten minutes, and many even thought he hadn't boarded the helicopter before turning back.

"Is everything ready on E-423's end?" Sun Hang asked directly.

"Huh? Uh... are you planning to start the absorption now?" One researcher looked puzzled, "The safety measures will still take at least half an hour to complete."

"Half an hour? By then Ling Xiao would probably be stiff," Sun Hang walked straight ahead, "Don't block the way! Also, have everyone near E-423's containment room leave, or else if something happens, I won't be responsible."

"This... this urgent?" The speaking researcher was dumbfounded. With Yuri not around, he didn't dare make decisions himself... but he felt strongly that allowing this young man in front of him to act recklessly might lead to some big trouble.

"Evacuate all personnel!" Finally, a researcher who had just set down a communication device shouted loudly, "I just spoke with the boss; he wants us to unconditionally cooperate with all the VIP's actions!"

While Yuri was briefing his subordinates on relevant matters, he had simplified his speech as much as possible. Nonetheless, Sun Hang was still several seconds faster.

"Move aside!"

Sun Hang accelerated again, making several rapid flashes and appearing directly at the entrance of E-423's containment room with Ling Xiao wrapped up like a mummy.

The door to the containment room was open, and a dozen people in protective suits stood watching from a hundred meters away. Nearby, there was a heap of unassembled equipment and devices.

Sun Hang entered the containment room, pulling the airtight door shut with strands of mycelium.

E-423's containment room was kept at negative 205 degrees Celsius year-round. To know, liquid nitrogen is only negative 196 degrees. Entering here without any protective equipment is no different from soaking naked in a pool filled with liquid nitrogen.

Even colder.

Fortunately, the blue bar consumed by the thermal barrier wasn't much. Sun Hang casually waved his hand, a series of sparks flashed inside the cooling equipment, and with a subtle explosion sound, the room's temperature began to gradually rise.

Sun Hang gradually unwrapped the mycelium from Ling Xiao's body—even though the mycelium offered maximum protection, Sun Hang's speed was unimaginably fast, and the G-force on Ling Xiao was terrifying. Without the mycelium's protection, Ling Xiao's body would likely have scattered, possibly leaving just a pool of minced meat.

Even so, Ling Xiao's body suffered nearly fatal injuries—his internal organs were almost completely shattered, black coagulated blood kept oozing from his nose, eye corners, and ear canals, and his body was covered with internal injuries. Under his skin were large bluish-purple bruises that resembled corpse spots.

Strictly speaking, Ling Xiao was now technically dead.

However, these fatal injuries weren't as severe as the side effects from the Godslaying Spear. If E-423 could neutralize the side effects, these injuries would be no different from scratches.

Sun Hang had no confidence in whether E-423 could bring Ling Xiao back from death.

In short, treating the dead as if they're alive.

Sun Hang glanced at the transparent box hovering mid-air and extended his right hand.

A cold gleam flashed at his fingertips, cutting the transparent box in half instantly, its clear liquid splashing everywhere.

Lucas, or rather E-423's vessel, suddenly opened his eyes. Only, in his eyes, Sun Hang saw none of the normal human expressions, only life force so condensed it seemed to materialize and continuously oozed out.

Visually, it was like large amounts of red "blood mist" were spraying from Lucas's various openings—first from his mouth and eyes, then from his seven orifices, followed by every pore on his body spewing out blood mist.

The eight glass cups upside down on Lucas's back started shaking and emitted an unsettling "clang clang" noise. The purple-black life force extracted from Lucas's body no longer leisurely circled inside the cups before returning to Lucas but instead crazily struck the inner walls of the cups.

"Sun Hang! Make sure the pressure relief cups don't get knocked off, or else..."

"Or else what?" Sun Hang had just asked when those eight pressure relief cups had already been flung off, and blood mist filled the entire space!

Sun Hang inhaled a mouthful of blood mist, an indescribable feeling of pleasure flooded his body... internally, he suddenly realized trouble: Damn, this feeling... is addictive!

Sun Hang turned to look at Ling Xiao lying in the blood mist. His body's terrifying injuries were healing at a visible speed, yet there was still no sign of life—he seemed like a black hole, consuming whatever condensed life force approached.

"This guy is overusing more than just his entire life force?" Sun Hang was slightly startled, "Godslaying Spear... can it really have a debt?"

In mere seconds, the life force absorbed by Ling Xiao had already surpassed a normal human's level, but the "bill's" deficit hadn't been filled—meaning the life force he paid the moment he pulled the trigger was likely several times what he possessed.

"Is this a glitch?" Sun Hang wondered, "If there's no E-423 to help Ling Xiao 'repay,' then wouldn't this debt be written off? If Ling Xiao bites the dust, who will the Godslaying Spear go after? Can this debt be inherited in the next life?"

This world... Is there talk of a next life?

What puzzled Sun Hang even more was that, theoretically, the amount of life force a suitable candidate gives to the Godslaying Spear determines its power output. Where did the life force exceeding the "payment limit" come from?

Couldn't be that Ling Xiao's counterparts in parallel worlds were also drained dry, right?

In the eleventh second of Sun Hang's wild imagination, Ling Xiao's chest sounded with a heartbeat once again.