hunt and eat

"In fact, similar buildings have been discovered one after another throughout the continent, and even in other places."

"But we generally refer to this type of buildings as ancient towers, and of course we occasionally add place names in front of them to distinguish them."

Listening to Oliva's introduction, to be honest, as an ancient tower with the same name, I feel a little strange in my heart.

Seriously, can't you change your name?

"Then what are these devices used for?" The one who spoke was Sequence Three's [Absolute Sword] Gray, a cool guy who doesn't like talking very much.

To be honest, Guta thinks that this buddy is somewhat similar to Weizet, but the latter is purely inarticulate, but the former feels more like he refuses to communicate.

Also known as self-isolation.

Pointing to the complex fist-sized mechanical structures taken out of the device, Gray frowned, and unconsciously rubbed the handle of the knife.

"Grey is a mechanical idiot. If it's too complicated, he might not be able to use it." [Gluttony] Ibiru explained solemnly.

Then he was directly punched by the former and fell to the ground.

"You two have such a good relationship..." Oliva smiled, and then clapped his hands, motioning for everyone to look over.

"Let me introduce it. The place in the distance is a small ancient pagoda ruin that we have discovered in the past six months. The creatures inside have been affected by some unknown influence, and have mutated to a certain extent, which is much stronger than the original species."

"Some are similar to the [Forest of the Dead] you stayed in the first round, but the biological mutation here is more unpredictable in terms of directionality, and there are many extremely dangerous mutant varieties."

"Of course we have checked beforehand, and there should be no monsters that have entered the realm of natural disasters."

Oliva rubbed his beard and secretly added something in his heart.

But there are still a few that are close in combat strength.

At the same time, Guta, who had been in a daze for a while with his head blank, suddenly began to light up.

Mutant variety + strong strength = super rare ability!

This equation was arranged and combined in his mind in an instant.

"As for these devices, they are mainly for the convenience of us locating your locations. After all, there will still be some unexpected situations occasionally."

Oliva's eyes swept over all the players present, especially those who ranked lower for a while, and said with a half-smile.

"The rules are still the same. The ranking is calculated according to the hunting points. Of course, there are some supplementary regulations, but in order to prevent a certain child from being too "enthusiastic", we will announce it after the trial officially starts. The above."

He squinted his eyes and glanced without embarrassment, as if he was not talking about his own ancient tower, Oliva seemed to think of something, and laughed to himself.

……

"I bet a handstand that guy is going to fuck me."

Beside the bonfire at night, Guta said firmly, holding a wooden bowl full of thick soup in his hand.

The firewood in the fire seemed to have sensed his emotions, and a piece of half-burnt firewood exploded with a crackling sound.

"I wonder if what you're talking about is not nonsense?" After taking a sip of soup casually, Weiwei lowered her head and continued to fiddle with some ring-shaped inserts in her arms that looked like shields. A few times, even the sparks splashed on Guta.

"No, what are you doing again?"

Guta drank the broth in the bowl in one gulp, squinting at the other party.

This thing looks a bit like the set that Weiwei installed on the [Frost Drift Rose], but the structure seems to have been optimized again, at least the volume is much smaller.

"Oh, I received two orders for crossbow gun plug-ins during the day, and I have to deliver them before the trial starts tomorrow." As she spoke, Weiwei narrowed one eye and held a screw in her mouth. An extremely tricky gesture knocked a part into the ring structure from the side and rear.

"..."

The situation of Weiwei's business in the past few times flashed through his mind, and Guta slammed his mouth, and said to Nia, who was facing the soup pot on the campfire, sprinkled with spices:

"Should we avoid the limelight after the trial is over?"

"Or you can help me point out which two unlucky bastards became her customers. I will destroy their weapons first, so that they won't find out..."

Looking at the surrounding squads who camped and rested, Gutabi made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Okay, don't be ridiculous, this time Weiwei is really serious about it, don't be so sly about it."

Gently tapped Guta's shoulder, and Nia laughed and cursed angrily.

Seeing that even Weiwei didn't make a fuss, Guta propped his cheeks in self-indulgence, feeling a sense of loneliness that his little friends have become boring adults.

Time flies by.

When the bright moon in the sky rose to its peak and the stars in the sky were dimmed, all the contestants and their team members fell asleep, except for the shadow hunters who were on guard.

In the long silent night, leaning against a fairly solid haystack, on Guta's face with his eyes closed, a faint look of struggle flashed past.

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Chapter 33 Twin Dreams, Memory Corridor

"Everyone respects me, but only I know..."

"Compared to... I'm just mediocre."

"But who cares about that? Even... the night of leaving, people are just cheering for the ultimatum."

"Hehe, do they really understand the true meaning of [Annihilation]?"

An indistinct voice came intermittently from the ear, and Guta felt the darkness around him, trying to open his eyes, but he still couldn't do so.

I don't know how long it took, until the voice talking to himself completely disappeared, and the control over himself finally returned to the body.

"I'm... where?"

In a daze, Guta suddenly opened his eyes.

What you can see is a piece of wheat waves flying wantonly in the autumn wind, like a golden ocean.

The smell of autumn harvest mixed with the aroma of green grass and ripe rice penetrated into Guta's nose, making him unconsciously feel a little familiar.

Strange, why do I feel familiar?

Guta's little hand tightly grasped a stalk of rice that he didn't know when he held it in his palm, feeling inexplicably confused.

He knew very well that he had never been to a place like this in his life, nor had he seen a native rice field, so it was logically impossible for him to have such a sense of familiarity.

Wait...what's wrong?

Suddenly feeling a trace of incongruity in the ancient tower, he suddenly raised his hand.

It was a hand that might belong to a seven or eight-year-old child, but it definitely wouldn't belong to the giant-looking man whose height had reached [-] meters.

"How is it possible..." Guta murmured absentmindedly, looking at the slightly thin palms between the pale, Guta felt a sense of absurdity for no reason.

How similar is this to when I first came to this world?

Did you pass through again?

This is impossible!

Some frantically wanted to roar out, but Guta was shocked to find that his voice was so weak that his lungs began to ache just by making a sound of this level, as if a fire was burning in his chest .

The next moment, accompanied by a violent cough and retching, Guta bowed his body in pain, and when he stood up again in embarrassment, the ears of wheat in his palm were already stained with blood.

"Consumption? Or something else?"

"This body..."

Before he had time to figure it out, an anxious voice filled with infinite concern suddenly sounded from afar.

"Neva!"

Raising his head in confusion, Guta saw a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old running towards him with a haystack on his back.

His body was so weak that it was almost crippled, so his reaction was extremely slow, and before he could react, he was hugged tightly by the other party.

"Are you all right...does it matter?" The young man skillfully opened Guta's mouth, put his head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. After confirming that he didn't really have an illness, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he and this body are brothers.

Guta guessed secretly, and only then did he finally have time to look at the other party.

It was a beautiful black-haired young man with a handsome face. Just looking at it now, he knew that he would be a handsome boy in the future. He was wearing a thin animal skin similar to the one he wore when he first crossed over from the ancient tower.

Of course, compared to that unlucky guy, this one in front of him is much stronger.

Although Guta didn't react to the lightning-fast running just now, he could roughly estimate the opponent's level.

It won't be worse than when I first arrived in Paley.

This kind of thing is almost a miracle.

You know, the ancient pagoda has a system.

"I'm fine, why are you here..." With the support of the other party, Guta endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and wanted to say something to find out about the current situation.

But before Guta really said anything, the other party seemed to have not heard his voice, and said to himself:

"Silbaz told me that in other parts of the continent, there are many things that can heal injuries, such as flowers of life, ancient secret medicines, etc... maybe you can also find medicines that can make you recover. "

"Then I was thinking..."

"Yes, hunter, Neva, your mind is still as good as ever... Of course we are together, I will not leave you alone, and becoming a hunter has always been your wish, hasn't it?"

After asking several questions in succession, I found that the ancient tower that I was talking about with the other party gradually realized one thing.

There is a high probability that this is not the real world, but someone's memory corridor.

No matter what you do, you can't change the established facts that have happened.

So he simply closed his mouth, quietly listening to the other party, trying to understand the reason why he appeared here.

However, just as he was thinking this way, the other party suddenly stopped speaking.

No, not just that.

The wind that was blowing by my ears from time to time has become completely silent at some point, and the sea of ​​golden rice rolling like waves has completely stagnated as if frozen.

Raising his head slowly, Guta's pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a large number of ears of wheat hovering in the air above his head, motionless.

Looking at everything around him that was instantly frozen, he was just about to try to do something, but found that the distant picture began to blur visibly to the naked eye in a burst of distortion, and then moved from far to near to his position at an extremely alarming speed rushed.

At the same time, wisps of white mist rose rapidly from the bottom of the feet, and eventually swallowed everything around, and even the vision of the ancient pagoda was completely lost.

When his sight became clear again, he was already in a bustling wine market with the loud noises in his ears.

Looking at the familiar but slightly unfamiliar bar around and the semi-outdoor structure above, Guta immediately understood where this place was.

Hunter's Gathering House in East Doruma - a public drinking place!

Although the scale and the number of hunters on the scene at this time are far from being as exaggerated as in reality, some signs of prosperity can already be seen.

So, this place is still a memory, and it is a memory from who knows how many years ago?

Guta thought for a while, and then raised his hand subconsciously.

It was a pair of palms that were slightly longer than before.

And compared to the pale complexion before, it is obviously much healthier now, with a little wheat color.

With a palm on his shoulder, Guta turned his head and saw the black-haired young man looking at him with a smile on his face.

Looking at the facial features, eyebrows and eyes, as well as the unreal handsome face, Guta realized in an instant that this should be the brother in his previous memory.

Compared to his youth, he has obviously matured a lot, but compared to these changes in appearance, what is more obvious is his aura.

I don't know why, but the ancient tower, which still maintains its own perception ability in memory, can clearly feel a huge coercion like a silent ocean wave from the other party.

Scourge!

Although I don't know how long it has been since the last memory, there is no doubt that the young man in front of me who is chatting and laughing with a group of hunters has already stepped into the realm of natural disasters.

And even in natural disasters, I'm afraid it's extremely strong.

At least from the analysis of breath, it is stronger than the Weizet and Valentina I have come into contact with, and it is even vaguely above the clouds after the breakthrough.

This is a rather terrifying thing.

Even Yun Xiao, known as a genius, took 50 years to reach his current strength, but how long did it take for this one in front of him?

Is there five years?

Although it is not known whether there are external factors involved, there is no doubt that the other party's talent is terrifying.

At least Guta thinks that without the talent of [Tun Yuan], he is not even worthy to lift the opponent's shoes.