A light breeze blew past them, carrying with it the faint sweet smell of fruits and the stench of alcohol on Shusag's body. It was a completely different atmosphere from the Hunter Base they were familiar with.
It was too strange.
Shusag swirled the remaining alcohol in the bottle, tipped his head back, and gulped it down. After he was done, he wiped his mouth and tossed the bottle into the corner of the defensive wall. "You're the ones the higher-ups told us to split the loot?"
"That's right. The five of us are the ones who were assigned to us. The others have already returned and are probably applying for a transfer, so …" Mogas shrugged. "So it's just the five of us."
"Oh, I see. It looks like those people aren't fated to be with us. What a shame."
Shusag's tone and expression didn't contain the slightest hint of regret. "But before the meeting, our captain instructed us not to let anyone who was assigned here enter the Eleventh Squad's base. Our mission now is to prevent any of you from entering the base. Not a single one. "
Mogas and the others frowned. Normally speaking, the A Squad would be more than happy to accept the A Squad's members, not to mention that the Eleventh Squad was still in its infancy. Shouldn't they welcome the five of them with open arms and open their gates to welcome them? This was different from what they had imagined.
Rejection? No, definitely not. The Eleventh Squad wouldn't be acting this way if they were really rejecting them. So … this was probably a test?
While the five of them were mulling over Shusag's words, Czedow closed his book, put it away, and jumped to the ground. He and Shusag guarded the base's entrance from both sides.
Czedow and Shusag's actions confirmed their suspicions even more. This had to be a small test!
Realization dawned on Mogas's face. He tossed his backpack to the side, stretched his arms and legs, and did a set of warm-up punches while he was at it.
The other four also put down their backpacks, but not as exaggerated as Mogas's. Pango, in particular, took a few steps back after throwing down his backpack. It looked like he was planning to leave the battlefield.
"Alright, let's begin!" Mogas spread his arms and struck a very arrogant pose before looking at Shusag and Czedow.
Shusag didn't move from his spot. He merely lifted his chin, indicating that the five of them could do as they pleased.
Coincidentally, the direction of the wind changed. Before, it had been blowing from Shusag's direction to the five of them, but now it was the other way around. The sand on the ground formed a small whirlpool that moved a few steps before dissipating.
With a serious expression on his face, Mogas lifted the tip of his foot and drew an arc in the air. Then, he abruptly spun around and struck out with his palm!
"Ha!"
Five translucent marbles bounced toward Shusag and Czedow. After making a weak parabola, they fell to the ground and rolled a little more at their remaining speed until they stopped a meter away from the duo.
Shusag: "..."
Kari and the others, who were watching the situation outside the surveillance room, could not help but twitch their eyes.
Kong Lujia and the others didn't move at all while Mogas was tossing the balls, but Mao and Kong Lujia finally moved after the balls came to a complete stop. They walked toward Czedow and Shusag slowly at first, but their speed started picking up as they got closer and closer to Shusag.
While Mao and Kong Lujia were charging toward them, Czedow and Shusag were about to attack.
Bang bang bang bang bang —
Five explosions later, the five marbles exploded. There wasn't any physical damage caused by the explosion, so they simply vanished into thin air.
"Neurotoxin?" Czedow asked softly.
It wasn't a particularly violent neurotoxin, and Mogas often used it to play pranks. It could paralyze a person's nerves, and the drug only had a half-life of half an hour. If their opponent fell for it, they would have enough time to deal with it.
Moreover, thanks to the direction of the wind, the five of them weren't affected by the toxin.
After the pinball exploded, Mao and Kong Lujia charged toward Czedow and Shusag and attacked them head-on with their bare fists and kicks. Mao versus Czedow, and Kong Lujia versus Shusag.
Mao's attacks were both hard and soft. Sometimes they were fast, sometimes they were slow, sometimes they were fast, sometimes they were fast, and sometimes they were slow and agile. Although the rhythm of his attacks was different, he was able to overwhelm his opponent with every hit.
If it was an ordinary person, every time they received a blow, the blood vessels in their arms would vibrate and expand. Under different rhythms of attacks, the irregular vibrations of the blood vessels would cause abnormal blood flow. Soon, the person would discover that their entire arm would become sluggish, accompanied by pain, and they would lose control of it. A person like Mao would always lead his opponent's rhythm in battle.
Before Kong Lujia threw a punch, a boxing glove appeared on her hand and covered most of her palm. Only the tip of her finger was exposed, and there was a bulge at every joint. To Shusag's knowledge, a normal person would probably break a couple of bones if they took a hit from a bulge head-on.
The soles of Kong Lujia's shoes had also changed a little. It allowed her to adjust her position with the help of the ground's resistance.
Unlike Kong Lujia's delicate appearance, her punches were unusually fierce and powerful. Shusag felt that the woman in front of him wasn't a girl who hadn't matured yet, but a man with a strong body!
Every move she made was imbued with killing intent. It was as if she was trying to condense it into a sharp blade and slash at her prey. Even Kari and the others who were watching the battle through the monitor in front of the base's entrance could sense a little of it. The killing intent only reached its peak when Kong Lujia's punches and kicks were about to come into contact with Shusag. At other times, Kong Lujia hid her killing intent very well.
"As expected, the A Squad is full of excellent hunters," commented Dias.
Phoebe and Mogas followed suit after Mao and Kong Lujia had attacked.
Phoebe swung a nine-segmented whip at Czedow like a venomous snake. Under her control, the whip crackled and crackled with electricity from time to time.
On the other side, Mogas was constantly changing positions and angles, throwing different hidden weapons at Shusag to create more openings for Kong Lujia to launch more effective attacks. Kong Lujia's attacks would always be blocked by Shusag's finesse, but Shusag wasn't going to let her off easily.
One close-range, one long-range.
The quartet didn't say anything. It was as if they had come to some kind of agreement in an instant, and they worked together in the most optimal way possible.
On the other hand, Pango paced a few steps before coming to a sudden stop. He scratched his ears and cheeks in a daze for a moment before his head drooped. It looked like he was dozing off again.
However, Mao grew more and more suspicious as time went on. Logically speaking, a man who had taken so many of his attacks head-on should've shown some effect even if he wasn't poisoned, shouldn't he? Even if Czedow's arms felt like steel, there shouldn't be no effect at all, right?
During many hunts in the past, Czedow was often the one to drive the rhythm of the battle. What he didn't know was that Czedow had come into contact with this kind of fighting style a long time ago. It was because Czedow had once used this kind of fighting style that was both hard and soft.
At first, Mao was the one who set the pace, but Czedow was almost in sync with him. When Mao was slow, Czedow was slow, and when Mao was fast, Czedow was fast. To Mao's dismay, the rhythm of the battle was starting to slip out of his control.
The reason Xi Kai had always been fond of the Origin robots was because they possessed a learning ability that no other robot could imitate or possess. In fact, they could even learn new things from one instance and learn new things from another. Czedow, for example, had already learned to control the rhythm of the battle. Mao's special attacks were even less effective against Czedow because he wasn't human in the first place.
He wasn't afraid of the high voltage electricity on Phoebe's whip either. In fact, he could even turn himself into a complete insulator. It was his very nature to do so. Phoebe and Mao didn't know about this at all. If they did, they would've never used such a method against Czedow.
Mogas was just as dispirited as Shusag was.
Every time Moga threw a hidden weapon, Shusag would either dodge it or shoot it down with his specialized finger bone. Mogas jumped away from his original position and took a few steps back. Then, he spread his fingers apart to reveal that the hidden weapons between them were connected to thin threads that were almost the same color as the ground. The thin, transparent threads were so light that they were almost impossible to notice unless one looked closely.
Of course, Shusag noticed the threads. At first, he thought they were the special metal threads Sha Rou was using, but when he tried to block the projectile, he realized that they weren't. They were as light as the threads of a miniature spider. In fact, they were even less tangible than a normal spider's thread. Moreover, they were extremely sticky. Shusag tried to shake them off, but they didn't budge at all. In fact, they only made the threads stick even tighter to him.
Mogas gestured at Kong Lujia, and she used the momentum to retreat after her attack was blocked. However, the threads on Shusag's body suddenly caught on fire.
Kong Lujia and Mogas were waiting for Shusag to take off his jacket in order to repel the fire. To their surprise, however, Shusag simply stood there and smiled at Mogas. It was as if there was a thin layer of water around him, and as the water flowed, the flames grew smaller and smaller until they finally died out.
Shusag grinned. If he wasn't wearing his new armor, he would've fallen into this kid's trap already. What a troublesome kid.
"What else do you have?" Shusag looked at the duo and waved his hand. If they didn't have anything else, he was going to go all out.
"Of course I do! Watch this! "
Mogas flicked almost a hundred threads from his fingers and shot them at the defensive wall behind Shusag. The threads intersected with each other and trapped Shusag inside. With a flick of his finger, flames erupted from his finger and covered the entire net. Every strand was like a thick pillar of fire.
Not far away from him, Phoebe's nine-segmented whip extended into three segments and formed a whip net that enveloped Czedow inside. The flashing electricity on the whip formed a powerful electromagnetic field that surrounded Czedow.
While Czedow and Shusag were being surrounded like this, Mao and Kong Lujia, who had retreated from the battlefield, turned around and kicked Pango almost at the same time.
Bang!
Pan Ge's body distorted in a strange way. The place where he was kicked caved in at a curvature that normal people couldn't achieve, forming a corresponding bulge on his back. If it was anyone else, such a change would have caused a hole in their body or broken their bones. Even if they didn't die, they would be seriously injured. Strangely enough, Pango's bones didn't crack at all. Instead, he was sent flying like a cannonball towards the base.
Pan Ge, who had been kicked into the air, was about to fly over the base's defensive wall.
It was only now that Shusag realized that it wasn't just the four of them working together. It was a plan the five of them had come up with in a short amount of time.
"We can't let any of you in. Not a single one of you."
The five of them remembered Shusag's words.
This was Shusag and Czedow's mission. According to the rules of the Hunters, they would fail the mission if they missed out on even one of them and allowed one of them to enter the Dark Abyss. Therefore, from the very beginning, the five of them had this plan. If they couldn't win, they would use this method. If the four of them couldn't enter, they would send Pango in. Therefore, rather than saying that Pango was dozing off while they were fighting, it was more accurate to say that Pango was preparing for this crucial attack. He was adjusting his body to the most suitable state to withstand the kick from these two people who didn't know what gentleness was.
Bang!
A loud, muffled sound that sounded like a giant boulder hitting the ground froze the four of them.
Pango had crashed into an unknown gray object. At least to the five of them, it was an unknown object. Pango was forcefully stopped in his tracks.
Shusag's lips curled into a smile. That sound is … soothing. I really feel bad for that little guy for running into that fatty.
The gray "wall" blocking Pango's path slowly opened up, revealing a fat cat who was happily munching on a bag of snacks. Before Pango could react, Huimao flapped his wings and sent the falling Pango flying.
Pango, who was still dizzy from the impact in the air, completely fainted.
In the surveillance room.
"Poor kid, I wonder if he's unconscious yet?" Xiao Shang asked from behind the screen.
"Of course. How could Lord Cat not faint?" Kari answered. Kari felt deep sympathy for the poor kid who was knocked out by Huimao's wing. At the same time, he also felt sympathy for the other four kids who were about to suffer the same fate.
Just as the four faces froze, a fat, white head popped out of the wall.
Xueqiu's head popped out and flipped over the ten-meter-tall wall with practiced movements that didn't match his size. After landing with a thud, he scratched his butt and chuckled at the unconscious person who had fallen to the ground. Then, he rolled into a ball and rolled over to the other side of the wall.
After rolling to Pango's side, Xueqiu pulled Pango up with his fleshy paws and yelled at the base, "He's really unconscious! But he's not bleeding. "
After yelling, Xueqiu grabbed Pango's leg and dragged him toward the base.
Standing outside the door, Kong Lujia and the other three were silent as they watched the fat white bear drag Pan Ge inside. They finally understood what Shusag really meant when he said, "We can't let the five of you walk in". He meant "walk" instead of "five".
They couldn't walk in. They had to knock him out and drag him inside!
After Xueqiu dragged Pango inside, Shusag pushed aside the fiery net and walked out. "What do you think? Do you still want to join the Eleventh Squad? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. If you want to leave, then leave. You have the right to decide if you want to accept it, and we have the right to decide if we want to accept it and how we want to accept it. "
The four of them didn't respond. Instead, they continued to attack Shusag.
They were starting to understand why the Eleventh Squad had been established so smoothly. The Eleventh Squad was far stronger than they thought they were, and they hid their strength very well. Just how many secrets did they hide?
… …
Time passed slowly, and the meeting in the conference hall came to an end.
After eating dinner provided by the A Squad, Silin and Shotton walked out of the conference hall and headed toward the spaceplane. Back in the conference hall, the higher-ups' meeting was still going on. Silin had wanted to chat with Songba Leruo, but it seemed that he would have to wait for another time.
"Keep it up, Silin. I believe you can do better than us. I might not be able to go this far, but you can lead us to greater heights," Shotton said with a smile.
While Shotton and Silin were chatting merrily toward the spaceplane, a man who had also come out of the conference hall jogged past Silin and Shotton. He was talking to someone through his communicator.
Shotton and Silin boarded their spaceplanes at the landing point and took off.
After Cillin's spaceplane left, inside a spaceplane that had just taken off, the person who had passed Cillin through the communicator just now looked at the screen. The screen showed the scene of him running up from behind Cillin.
"Not a single attempt at decoding?" Someone behind him asked.
"Nope."
The two men slowed down the video and zoomed in to observe the movements of Silin's fingers. To their disappointment, Silin did not attempt to decode the code as they had expected.
"That shouldn't be the case. That's not the information we received. If he really was the Celine from before, he wouldn't be indifferent to this signal code. "
"Could it be that I ran too fast and didn't give him enough time to react?" The man was puzzled.
"No, it's definitely not like that. People who understand this kind of code have an inertial reaction in their minds, which allows them to grasp the information contained in the code in the shortest time possible. They can move their fingers and use the micro-amplitude of their fingers to decode it. But this Silin didn't do anything to decode the code. His facial expression doesn't even seem to have changed. "
"If only we could see his eyes clearly. That way, it would be easier to find the flaws in his eyes."
On the screen, there were only images of Silin's side and back. This side was blocked by Shotton, so they couldn't see Silin's eyes at all. Therefore, it was impossible to tell if this Silin was the person they were looking for through his eyes.
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