Monster Hunter, start with a wife!

Less than half an hour.

The once somewhat crowded boundary gate stronghold was now mostly empty.

Only the Hunter's Army soldiers in black uniforms and a few guild members in charge of assisting with the management remained, whispering among themselves around Liang Ye.

One after another, more hunting teams emerged.

They will be ordered to evacuate immediately.

After issuing a series of instructions, Liang Ye walked up to several high-ranking guild members, pulled up the electronic documents on his wristwatch, and the golden seal of the Hunting Ruins Headquarters was particularly eye-catching on the pale blue projection:

"Gentlemen, the deputy director has just issued an emergency mobilization order. All third- and fourth-tier hunting teams from each guild must immediately deploy at the first line of defense against the beast tide, 20 kilometers outside the city."

"Is it that serious?"

"Could it be that the Shadow Society is planning to create chaos again?"

"Those lunatics are capable of anything! There have been hunters having their organs harvested lately; it must be them!"

Discussions arose.

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Liang Ye's brows furrowed tightly.

"Please leave this place as soon as possible. This area has been taken over by the Hunting Ruins Army. Once the other guild teams come out, we will make them leave as quickly as possible."

The group looked at each other, but ultimately chose to follow the arrangement.

Before boarding the aircraft, Song He quickly approached Ren Tianxing's side and whispered:

"Old Ren, what do you think?"

Ren Tianxing stroked his goatee, his gaze sweeping over the patrolling Hunter Army in the stronghold:

"They won't let us set up defenses nearby, but instead arrange for us to withdraw to the outskirts of the city, 20 kilometers away. This isn't about preventing the beast tide, it's about keeping us out of the way."

A glint of light flashed in Song He's eyes:

"Are they going to release some kind of amazing product?"

"It's hard to say." Ren Tianxing glanced at the groups of people not far away and raised an eyebrow.

"Look at the people they brought, they're all Tier 3 Hunters. I'm really afraid the gate will break down. Why didn't they send in higher-level Hunters and heavy armored troops?"

"You mean..." Songhe looked over suspiciously:

"Are they going in?"

"Most likely," Ren Tianxing replied.

Songhe seemed a little anxious. "Are we just going to leave like this?"

"What?" Ren Tianxing looked at Song He teasingly. "You want to snatch the treasure from the deputy director?"

"Uh..." Song He paused slightly, a look of regret on his face:

"Something that the deputy director and the Shadow Society are fighting over must be a really good thing."

Ren Tianxing stroked his goatee and said meaningfully:

"Don't rush. Don't you understand those lunatics from the Shadow Society? If they can't get it, they'll definitely fight to the death and trigger a breach. Then we'll still have a chance."

"I doubt it." Songhe clicked his tongue.

"Last time they said a forbidden item appeared in the Endless Wasteland, but we didn't even know what it was before the deputy director took it, and he pretended to know nothing about it."

"I wasn't lying to you, that thing really didn't appear," Ren Tianxing explained.

"I have an old friend who was researching the Death Treasure for the deputy director. According to him, the response disappeared on the night it was received, as if it had never existed."

"Is that so?" Songhe's eyes widened.

"Isn't it said that once a fragment appears, the secret treasure will not rest until it is retrieved?"

"Who knows? Humanity still knows far too little about those top-tier forbidden artifacts..."

Ren Tianxing shook his head, but stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking:

"Hey, who's that?"

He looked up suspiciously.

Songhe followed his gaze and his heart skipped a beat.

On the treetops to the west of the stronghold, a middle-aged man in black, dressed in a well-fitting black suit, stood with his hands behind his back.

The first thing Songhe noticed wasn't people.

It was the treetop.

It was a thin twig, only as thick as a finger, supporting the weight of an adult, yet it only bent slightly by half an inch.

Not even a single withered leaf with yellowed edges fell.

What alarmed Songhe even more was that, despite using all his source energy to sense his surroundings, he couldn't detect the slightest trace of the other party's aura.

It is not some kind of source force shielding.

It is truly "empty".

It was as if the middle-aged man wasn't real, but rather a projection.

"It's Huangfu Bai's bodyguard."

A look of realization dawned on Song He's eyes:

"I saw him outside the boundary gate that day; I thought he was just an ordinary person..."

"A bodyguard so unfathomable..." Ren Tianxing narrowed his eyes and sighed.

"Just who is this Huangfu Bai?"

……

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The Forest of Death.

[Strength: 72] (+122)

Agility: 65 (+115)

【Spirit: 139】

[Constitution: 66] (+116)

Luck: 35

[Biomaterial Strength Rating: 76.55] (182.45)

Cheng Zhuo glanced at his 'Dragon Form' form with satisfaction. As his attributes continued to strengthen, the effects of the Dragon Form also increased.

He looked up at the ghoul assassin who was slaughtering the iron-hammered ghoul puppets.

A flash of vertical pupils!

The decaying leaves beneath their feet suddenly burst open.

Cheng Zhuo shot out like a cannonball, accompanied by a whooshing sound as he cut through the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

A series of dull thuds echoed through the forest.

Cheng Zhuo's dragon-scale-covered fists exchanged dozens of blows with the Corpse Demon Assassin at a speed that was almost like a phantom.

After this ghoul assassin entered berserk mode.

The biological body's strength was directly raised to level 176, almost equivalent to Cheng Zhuo's.

Moreover, it is clearly good at speed and can keep up with Cheng Zhuo's punching speed.

The problem is that Cheng Zhuo's dragon scales are exceptionally hard. The Corpse Demon Assassin's green flame bone knife shattered into pieces in just a few blows, and he could only barely withstand Cheng Zhuo's heavy punches with his withered arms.

"Click—"

After Cheng Zhuo unleashed a full-force attack.

The ghoul assassin's wrist suddenly snapped with a crack, bending at a ninety-degree angle.

"Hmm..." The ghoul assassin's crimson-flamed eyes paused, tilting its head to look at its bent arm, seemingly unable to comprehend...

Why is my hand bent?

Cheng Zhuo narrowed his vertical pupils slightly, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"boom--"

He burst forward again, delivering a straight punch!

The ghoul instinctively raised its hand to block, but was surprised to find that its right hand, which should have blocked the fist, was drooping limply towards its head.

"Bang! Crack—"

A fist the size of a sandbag struck his face without any obstruction.

With a sharp crack, the ghoul's head instantly deformed, and black, foul blood mixed with bone fragments flew everywhere!

next moment.

Its withered body was like it had been hit by a heavy truck; it flew backward in an instant and crashed heavily into the opposite tree trunk, embedding itself directly into the tree hole.

Its withered limbs twitched a few times, then quickly went still.

Cheng Zhuo stepped forward and extracted its source core.

He shook off the stains and casually tossed them into the storage space.

The body of the ghoul assassin was mostly destroyed, but he didn't give up. He casually threw out a dozen giant hammer-wielding ghoul puppets, preparing to continue clearing the way.

The uncanny rampage of the Corpse Demon Assassin made Cheng Zhuo more vigilant.

He did not revert to the 'dragon form' state.

After reaching the second stage of Origin, he was no longer the man who could finish in five minutes.

The dragon shape can last for nearly an hour.

There are still a bunch of Source Energy Recovery Cards in the system space, so there's no need to worry too much about running out of Source Energy in the short term.

"Bang—"

suddenly.

Just after Cheng Zhuo summoned more than a dozen heavy hammer corpse puppets.

Suddenly, a scarlet firework lit up the sky not far away.

"A signal flare?" Cheng Zhuo was slightly taken aback.