Hunter of the Perished World

[10] Hunter and Cat Thief (4)

The Maneater has begun wielding his tentacles around, fearful of impact, but has yet to find the attacker.

However, Gene did not stop there, and was able to reload one more step through the bolt action.

And straightaway, one more shot.

Taang!

“Ugh, ugh! ”

Leona falls to the ground, covering her ears with a deafening sound and flashing light.

Boom!

The bullet doesn’t explode this time. It hits the torn branch and ignites the flame. Along with the white smoke, one of the Maneater’s branches was swallowed by a huge flame.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Queeeek! Queeek!

Whether it was the burning flames, Maneater swirled his tentacles, and Ehhh 65533; J was collapsing only the buildings.

Gene was loaded with three shots, both of which were two kinds of bullets. The 7.62mm buckshot that resurfaces upon impact, and the 76 special soybean, the backfire, created a flame that immediately engulfed the Maneater’s target site. Formulated with a blend of flamethrower and diffuser made of blue chips in a conventional backing shell, this special backing shell produced an enormous amount of flame in the jacket of 7.62 mm. The night sky was ablaze with flames, and Leona shrugged her head and looked at the burning manor as if she had been seduced.

“What the… This is…”

“It’s over.”

Jin watches as the man-eater roars and stirs things up.

I took down the Men’s Eater with just two feet.

“This, this…. What’s the harmony?”

“Monster blood burns well. ”

The enemy of the beast is fire, both now and then. Leona had no idea what the fire had to do with it, but Jean was speechless.

“By the way, sir. ”

Queeeee!

Leona points to the burning monster as she watches the Maneater struggle.

“Somehow, I think he’s seen us. Are you mistaken?”

It may seem like he has no back and forth, but Leona can’t help but feel like it’s twisting and looking away. Gene nods.

“I think you’re right. ”

“What, what? So… ahh! ”

Gene grabs Leona’s back and grabs her again.

“Let’s run.”

Mwah!

Bang, bang!

The furious maneater charges at Gin and Leona at a fierce speed, and its speed is enormous.

“Ugh, ahhhh! ”

Jean ran without looking back, but Leona, who was hanging on her shoulders, was looking straight at the maneuver that was smashing and charging towards her.

“Hurry, hurry! Run quickly!”

The sight of a ball of fire rushing towards him was really hard to see with my mind.

Queeeeee!

“Mister! I think he’s yelling at us to kill us! Yes!”

“It won’t make a difference. ”

Gene leaped over to the rooftop of the other building and was quietly on the trail.

No matter how much I thought about it, I wasn’t that great.

Since all the corpse hunters fled, all that remained in the city was Jean, Leona, and the man who became a flamethrower.

The enlarged size of the maneater has now surpassed its size, and Gene’s strength is not strong enough to overpower the monster’s advancement speed.

The fact that it can also be a strategic tactic is probably because of Gin.

The line of Gene was literally thirty-six.

Kung, Kung!

Jin only ran out of the cracks in the building, not in the direction of the opening, but where the man-eater couldn’t come from. You break through the building and escape to the only place you can reach.

Boom, boom!

The man-eater, which rushed into the building that Gene smashed into, naturally slowed down, and when the man-eater arrived at the direction of the camp, the camp marched through another building.

“Why isn’t he dying?! ”

“He’s a big guy. Of course he’ll burn for a long time! ”

The spreading flame soon engulfed the entire man-eater level, and it’s as clear as the dying step. However, the flaming mansion was making itself into a sea of fire by dropping its flaming flesh on all sides rather than weakening.

Boom!

Leona thought about seeing the fallen flesh explode like a flare.

An hour.

It was a time when Manhattan’s huge body was consumed by fire.

Kuang!

Leona, who was on the run, is exhausted, gasping for air and staring at the massive corpse of an unstoppable monster. Gene would only extract the chip if it got hot in the flesh of the Maneater, so they sat down in a nearby collapsed concrete for a while.

It’s true that you defeated the giant monster with just two feet, but I don’t think Leona is cool at all. Leona mutters in a ballstent.

“Me, too. A hunter, if you will! I thought you were going to fight like Pava Park… ”

It was Leona who had an illusion about the hunter, and it wasn’t just Leona’s problem, it was what other people thought.

I think monster-fighting hunters, glamorous battles, weapons and weapons collisions, sleek and delicate movements, and of course. But Gene laughed in relief.

“Fighting like that is amateur behavior. ”

Real hunters don’t fight well at all. Capture enemies at minimal cost. and maximize profitability. Genes whose chips are in direct line with survival are even more so. Leona nods because she knows that it has nothing to do with Celia.

“You’re not afraid of monsters, are you? ”

Gene looks at Leona and asks. Leona screams, but is not afraid. Leona raises her mouth as if to ask what you’re talking about.

“I can’t deal with it, but I’m not afraid. ”

Fear calls for atrophy. And atrophy calls for certain death.

“There’s nothing good about being scared, right? ”

Leona laughs, and Gene acknowledges that the boy is more strange than he thinks.

“The mind is a child worthy of its name. ”

“Your name? What’s your name? ”

Leona tilts her head. Names are merely names, and those who wonder about the origins of their names are no longer meaningful.

The Pokémon can’t fight, but it doesn’t scare.

Gene thought that was a pretty cool thing to say.

“What?”

“No, it’s nothing. ”

Leona, the animal is no longer in the world.

It doesn’t mean she’s a lioness.

After a while, Gene plugs the extractor into the dead body of the blooming maneater and retrieves the chip.

In total, 108 Blue Chips were taken from Maneaten by Maneaters, and 229 Blue Chips were taken from Gin Maneaten by Maneaters. Considering the cost of making two bullets, the profit was 168 chips, which was quite efficient hunting.

Combining the quest collection with the chip from Leona and the chip from the man-eater hunt, this fellow also made quite a fortune exploring the city.

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Of course, with the exception of emergencies, it doesn’t change that almost everything has to be put in your mouth. Leona is frightened to see the gin spilling out of her mouth hundreds of chips.

“Ahjussi… Why are you eating that?”

No wonder Leona was surprised. Blue chips are the only source of energy in this era, although they are the currency of an extinct era. However, Blue Chips contain a small amount of the toxin called CP, and it was not eaten in the first place. Before the end, it was like gasoline.

But Gene stole his mouth and said it was fine.

“It’s okay to eat. So never mind.”

“Eating is weird because it’s okay to eat.”

Four hundred chips, not rocks rolling along the side of the road, could cover months of energy consumption in a bustling neighborhood. The two have already escaped the monsters into one of the city’s abandoned buildings and released their uniforms. Departure tomorrow, return to Ad Point and receive the quest payment. This will also be cleared up.

For some unknown reason, Gene gave up trying to understand the incomprehensible things that were scattered around the world.

Gene lights a fire and puts a pot back on it. Jin pulls out a chunky piece of flesh and glances at Leona with an uneasy look on her face.

“Th-that can’t be… Isn’t that what you said earlier?”

Leona shudders, wondering if Jean thought the chunks of meat were man-eater meat. The grilled meat was horrible, but what about the meat of the maneater that looks even worse than that?

“If you want to try the pork cut by the backrine gas, you can bring it now.”

No matter how much gin you eat, you don’t eat meat made of charcoal from poisonous gases. Toxicity can’t be eaten, let alone poison.

Of course, that doesn’t mean the grilled meat is delicious.

“You mean no?”

“Yes, this is grilled meat.”

“… I’m not happy…”

Maneater meat and grilled meat are both awkward. But it was a world where we had to make bad choices, and Leona knew that. Boiled meat made me sick, and Leona got used to it and ate it constantly without nausea.

‘You adapt quickly, so you must have survived.’

When I ate it for the first time, I became nauseous, and now I open my eyes and eat meat to grill. I wondered why this guy was wandering around in such a miserable world that even the word “urgent” disappeared.

But he didn’t say anything. It was Leona who spoke to me.

“What’s your name?”

“Gene.”

“You have a name. It’s unique.”

“There are as many names as there are names.”

Leona sits by the fire and stares at the blazing flames.

Early to bed was a sleepless old man, and Leona was not a good child going to bed early.

“You’re a hunter. You’ve been around a lot, haven’t you?”

“On that side.”

Leona looks at Gin and asks.

“Do you have a place to live?”

“A place to live?”

“A city where a little boy like me could live. I like points and castles and everything.”

What are the criteria for being healthy? Gene pondered for a moment. There is not a single place in the world worth living by the standards of Gene.

However, there was something that came to mind when we put “reasonable” and “relatively” investigations in front of the word “livable place.”

“Once your quest is completed, I want to live like that.”

“If you’re confident you won’t get caught, don’t you love a free city where you can steal and live?”

“I feel so comfortable working and eating when I am beaten to death. I don’t want to hang out again.”

Leona shakes her head. Gene glances at Leona’s face and answers.

“Castle would be nice.”

“Castle?”

“If you enter the Holy Spirit’s Harem, you won’t have any trouble eating.”

“Harem? Will you take a kid like me?”

Leona asked me if I would accept her rather than refuse to be a member of Harem. Since dignity is gone, survival comes first.

“Well, there was a kid who tried to rape me, but there must be a Holy Spirit.”

Leona laughs and adds.

“Still, Harem is better than a whore, right?”

There are rare things a young boy can do. Weak means weak, and weak means dangerous in every way. I can’t work. I can’t work.

So children, whether male or female, usually sell their bodies without a guardian. Of course, even children with guardians sometimes sell themselves. For my parents, for my kidnapping, for the chip.

Leona has no dignity and no grief. No suffering, no suffering.

It was a world that became natural. Gene feels a gap in the past and the present, as does the natural variability.

“Why are you looking for a place to live?”

“I ran away from where I could live.”

“Why?”

“I killed my father with my own hands. That’s not the kind of place you leave a murderer out there.”

Leona left home as a murderer. And I wandered around looking for a place to live. Leona mutters in Jean’s gaze.

“My mother was a whore and my father was a pimp.”

Leona describes her short life quite simply.