C51 Gun gift

Su had a chaotic dream.

In her dream, she was chasing after the traitor who had betrayed her father. Su ran on a grey road. On both sides of the road, there were crooked old trees and pointed grey and white houses. Strange figures watched her in silence from behind the trees, from the house.

Although he could not hear any sounds, Su knew that they were laughing at him.

In front, the figure was walking at a steady pace. However, no matter how Su increased his speed, he seemed to never be able to catch up to this shadow.

Anger and self-blame filled Su's consciousness. Su let out a shrill cry in her dreams, and the one-handed sword flashed in her hands, shooting out a silver light like a javelin towards that person's back.

The figure in front turned his head slowly, and Su saw the face of Zero.

The long sword had sunk into Zero's body, and its slender body was covered in blood.

"No!" Su screamed in fear.

When the dream disappeared, Su opened his eyes and saw a red sky that looked like it was about to ignite.

She sat up, her sweat and blood mixing together, making Su feel that his entire body was extremely sticky. The last thing he saw before he fainted was the Spider Queen releasing a powerful sonic boom towards him. When he thought about this monster, Su's eyes started to focus. She realised that she was sitting under the track and field's stand. Beside her was Zero, who was leaning against the wall of the stand, looking extremely weak.

Su wanted to move his body, but the moment he moved, the blood vessels and tissues on his body that were damaged by the sonic boom started bleeding again. She could not help but let out a soft groan, and Zero's ears moved. Hearing Su's voice, he also opened his eyes.

Looking at the field, the Spider Queen was missing. However, the irregular flesh, blood, organs and shattered shells on the stage allowed Su to vaguely put together the shadow of a monster. old drunkard was piercing through the corpses of Spider Queen, but no one knew what he was looking for.

"You killed him?" Su looked at Zero, unable to link the fact that mercenary soldier, who was weaker than him, had killed Spider Queen.

Zero's ears have yet to recover from the damage from the sonic boom, and in Su's ears, his voice was just a meaningless note. But from the shape of her mouth, Zero could read what she meant.

He nodded his head and replied, "Obviously, the internal organs of that thing aren't as sturdy as its external body."

After saying that, Zero closed his eyes again. He was very weak, the Spider Queen's sonic boom had caused nearly half of the blood vessels in his body to be damaged, and in the final explosion, at least three of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs had suffered varying degrees of damage or displacement. Fortunately, Ben was not only a monster hunter, but also an outstanding field emergency specialist. He had already given Zero a simple treatment. For the time being, Zero would not die, but it would take at least a week for it to recover.

He had to rely on his own body to recover from the pain of the Spider Queen's sonic booms, making him almost half deaf. However, with the current medical standards, it wasn't difficult to repair damaged eardrums, as long as you could afford the change.

Relax your body. This state is conducive to your body's self-recovery. To his surprise, the healing ability of his body was surprisingly strong. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the height of the moon, and most of his injuries had already mostly recovered.

The damaged blood vessel tissue had already healed, and there were more than a hundred thin wounds on his body. Right now, all that was left were lines of pink flesh. If Zero were to take the X-rays now, he would find that the broken ribs had basically been fixed, and the scars on them would completely disappear within two or three days. All that was left was his hearing, and he would probably need some time to recover.

Even so, such a quick recovery rate was enough to shock Zero. This made him think of Hans, but Hans's recovery speed was even faster.

He leaned against the wall and stood up. Although he still could not perform strenuous exercise, he was able to walk on his own two legs. On the other hand, Su's wound on the woman's body was not yet closed, and beads of blood could still be seen from time to time.

Looking at Zero, Su said in shock, "You are even proficient in super fast regeneration of Fighting Domain?"

Apparently Zero had never heard of this ability, so he shook his head. Leaving the confused Su, he picked up the Colt beside him and walked towards old drunkard who was sitting next to a bonfire.

"I can't tell. You can already walk. It's good that you're young." Ben saw Zero approaching and threw a bottle at him.

Zero shook his head. Drinking with injuries wasn't a good thing. He tossed the bottle back to Ben, who took a careless swig and then began to cough violently.

When Zero sat down, old drunkard pulled out a parcel from the side. Although it was called a bag, it was actually Ben's windbreaker. It was just that it was currently wrapped with something. Ben opened it to find the corpse of the Spider Queen inside, who knew what the old drunkard was collecting for.

Ben took out two or three items and pushed them in front of Zero. They were the pieces of the empress's shell, a piece of skin, and two eyeballs.

Seeing the confused look on Zero's face, Ben couldn't help but laugh out loud. He patted the items and said, "Take them. These are all good things."

The old drunkard pointed to the hard shell and said, "This thing's hardness is comparable to composite armor, but its quality is tighter and its weight is lighter. You can have the craftsman make it into a dagger, and it will be so sharp that it can easily pierce a steel plate. "

As for the other two, they had their own value, such as the Queen's soft tissue fragments. The flexibility of this thing is obvious, this recommendation zero processing it into a bulletproof vest. The empress's eyeballs didn't have any special function, but after the monster died, the crystal in her eyeballs hardened, causing them to emit a mysterious red light like gemstones.

Ben told Zero that the eyes could be sold to gem dealers, who would be willing to pay ten thousand or more for them.

No matter what age, luxury goods always existed. If Zero could make these eyeballs into exquisite jewelry, their value would be multiplied by ten or even a hundred times. Naturally, there was no way Zero would have the time and skills. The two eyeballs exceeded the reward for the quest, and it had already surprised Zero too much.

He suddenly realized that no matter what era it was, knowledge was equivalent to wealth.

"I'm leaving." After handing them to Zero, Ben picked up his bag and slapped his ass.

Zero did not ask him where he was going. He just felt that it was a pity. If he could, he still wanted to learn more about Monster Hunters from the old drunkard. But he had no right to control their movements, so Zero just stood up and handed the Colt to Ben.

Ben looked at the sniper rifle, shook his head, and said to Zero, "This gun is yours."

Zero asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because I'm old and he's young." Ben used his palm to gently stroke the body of the Colt's spear and said, "You used it very well. I think only by following you will this old fellow be able to regain his former glory. "Oh right, I'll give you this as well."

He fished out a crumpled book and tossed it to Zero.

"This is my diary. It records the habits and values of most of the mutated creatures. There are also some fragmented items here that you can take a look at if you like it or burn if you don't like it. "

After saying that, he threw the package onto his shoulder, then slowly left the track and field with the bottle of wine, disappearing from Zero's sight.

Zero stuffed the diary into his jacket. To him, the value of this diary far exceeded the value of what the Institute had given him. Maybe, the Colt would be an exception.

Zero still remembered the feeling of being shot by a Colt. The roar and wildness of the bullet as it left the gun was even greater than the M500's.

Inadvertently, his hand touched the butt of the gun, and from his fingertips came the feeling of a cut. Under the moonlight, he saw a line of English engraved under the butt of the gun.

My Colt, you are the sickle of death! — — Ben Douglas