Monster Hunter, start with a wife!

"Ahem..." Huangfu Bai coughed lightly, lowering his head to hide his embarrassment at being exposed:

"What they do doesn't matter, we'll just take our boundary stone."

Cheng Zhuo narrowed his eyes and pressed for an answer:

"Was that boundary stone important to them?"

"Hmm... They're not important anymore after they've used them." Huangfu Bai's voice was even lower, his fingertips digging into the seams of his combat uniform, not daring to look Cheng Zhuo in the eye.

"After they've used it... can you still use it?" Cheng Zhuo asked persistently.

"Uh...no."

"..."

Cheng Zhuo stared at him for three seconds, feeling somewhat speechless, then turned and walked into the depths of the dense forest.

After taking two steps and seeing no movement behind him, he turned around, frowning and urging:

"What are you all standing there for? Are we going to wait until they use up all the boundary stones and then go scavenging for scraps?!"

Huangfu Bai pointed behind him:

"They're in that direction."

Cheng Zhuo immediately stopped and quickly walked back to his side. "Young Master, lead the way! Stop dawdling!"

Huangfu Bai secretly curled his lip, "Why are you being so fierce?"

Then, he reached into the pocket of his combat uniform.

He took out a card that glowed with a purple light and tossed it to Cheng Zhuo:

"This is mimicry stone armor, which can shield you from biological signals and source energy fluctuations, making it impossible for them to detect your presence."

If it's given by a super-rich person, it must be something good.

Cheng Zhuo accepted it without hesitation and immediately activated the Source Force Sensor.

In an instant, the cards transformed into streams of gray stone, quickly enveloping Cheng Zhuo's entire body and forming rock-shaped armor on his skin.

"Aren't you going to use it?" Cheng Zhuo's voice, muffled through the stone armor mask, asked Huangfu Bai.

"I have something better."

Huangfu Bai lightly tapped his wrist, where a watch was almost integrated into his cuff.

As he slightly moved his fingertips, his watch began to glow.

next second.

His combat uniform instantly rippled like water, turning into a dark green that was almost indistinguishable from the rainforest vegetation.

Flowing substances also appeared around his neck, quickly forming a fitted hood that covered his exquisite, almost demonic face.

To Cheng Zhuo's surprise, even his physique had changed.

He was only about 175 cm tall before.

He's almost as tall as Cheng Zhuo now.

His shoulders have also broadened considerably, giving him the look of a masked, muscular man.

"Wow, that's cool! Does my nanotech combat suit have that feature?" Cheng Zhuo asked enviously.

Huangfu Bai snorted coldly, ignored him, and turned to walk towards the canyon.

The light inside the forest was somewhat dim.

After walking a few steps, a loud, rough roar suddenly came from ahead—

A strange beast, its body bluish-gray, with a deer's head and a mouth that opened in all directions like flower petals, charged straight at them.

Although Cheng Zhuo had removed the dragon armor, he maintained his dragon-like attributes. His powerful senses allowed him to react almost instantly.

"Bang—"

With a loud bang, he twisted his spear, sending it flashing a swift and chilling light through the air.

There was a loud "hiss!" sound.

The strange deer stopped abruptly on all four hooves, and its massive body immediately collapsed limply to the ground.

"Second-order nascent form..."

Huangfu Bai looked at Cheng Zhuo, who had put away his spear and was now using a dagger to dig out the source core, with some surprise.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Recalling how Cheng Zhuo had just cleanly and efficiently dealt with the group of blind corpses in the valley, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Your legendary meditation skills seem to be much stronger than mine."

Huangfu Bai originally only needed one person to lend a hand, but seeing that Cheng Zhuo had this level of strength, his confidence in obtaining the boundary stone increased considerably.

His words surprised Cheng Zhuo slightly:

"Your breathing meditation technique is also legendary?"

But as soon as he asked the question, he realized, "That's true, with your wealth, even a mythical level would be reasonable."

Huangfu Bai sighed, somewhat regretfully saying:

"Sigh, I wanted to buy a Mythic-level card, but the one the seller provided wasn't quite right for me."

"?" Cheng Zhuo's eyes widened in surprise.

"Didn't the Records of the Ruins say that only one Mythical-level artifact ever appeared?"

Huangfu Bai looked at him as if he were an idiot:

"Are you a bookworm? You believe everything you read in books."

"..."

￥￥￥￥￥￥

It is located 20 kilometers south of Star Iron City.

At the boundary between barren land and ruins, a continuous defensive belt stretches across the landscape like a giant steel python.

Every few hundred meters here, you can see heavy source energy turrets with dark cannon muzzles, and concrete platforms rise up, covered with various heavy source weapons.

On one of the towers.

After receiving a phone call, Song He immediately moved closer to Ren Tianxing, winking and saying:

"Now that you know, do you want to know what happened?"

Tell me about it.

Songhe smoothed his bangs. "You have to beg me."

Seeing that Ren Tianxing didn't want to pay any attention to him, Song He felt bored and said to himself:

"Do you remember that monstrous BOSS that killed the captain of the Sky City Ink Gold Hunting Team twenty years ago?"

Ren Tianxing paused, his brows furrowing slightly as he fell into reminiscence:

"That near-eighth-tier white-faced nine-tailed beast? Of course I remember. If it hadn't been a cub back then, Mo Jin would probably have been wiped out."

He looked up at Songhe, his eyes now showing a hint of seriousness:

"What's wrong? Is this related to that strange beast?"

"That's right." Song He raised an eyebrow, then suddenly leaned closer, speaking in a mysterious tone:

"Do you still remember that 'strategic weapons program' that Hu Yansong was working on three years ago, before he became deputy director?"

"Yes, he wanted to refine the White-Faced Nine-Tailed Fox into a puppet artifact, but the city lord rejected it. That plan was too dangerous. It would require using the power of the collapse of the multidimensional void, which might trigger another beast tide. That would be risking human lives."

Ren Tianxing shook his head regretfully, then changed the subject, staring intently at Song He:

"You're not suggesting that this unusual activity on H0173 is related to the deputy director...?"

"No way." Songhe shook his head.

"The deputy director is a bit stubborn, but not to the point of disobeying the city lord's orders. Do you know where the corpse of that white-faced nine-tailed beast is?"

"Isn't it in the research department?"

"That's the problem, hey! Guess what!"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you trying to tell a joke?" Ren Tianxing said impatiently.

Songhe chuckled, but his eyes suddenly turned cold:

"The corpse of the White-Faced Nine-Tailed Fox was stolen by those lunatics from the Shadow Society. Judging from their actions, they intend to turn it into a forbidden puppet!"

Ren Tianxing's pupils dilated, and his beard trembled.

"What?! We absolutely cannot let them succeed! What is the deputy director doing? Why won't he let us send people... Is he trying to... intercept us?"

"Who knows?"

Songhe shrugged:

"According to what the little ones who just came out said, the collapse of H0173 has already begun, and it's definitely too late to stop it."

"But it's very dangerous to try and steal it..." Ren Tianxing's eye twitched slightly.

"Once that thing is completed, it will most likely be at the seventh rank. If we can't control it immediately, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

……

H0173 Deep within the Ruins.

The black rock wall, like the spine of a lurking beast, is diagonally inserted into a slowly flowing river of lava.

Above the lava.

A stone platform with a diameter of nearly 100 meters was floating in mid-air.

Pale gray spatial distortions swirled around the edge of the platform, shimmering slightly with the fluctuations of the lava.

In the center of the stone platform, a ring of pale gold, semi-transparent ridge pillars, about half a person's height, with fine, stardust-like light patterns flowing across its surface, supports a huge block of ice that is two people tall.

Beneath the ice, one could vaguely see a huddled black shadow, its outline resembling a fox or a wolf, with glimpses of a few furry tails.

At the edge of the stone platform.

Dozens of figures in dark red robes formed a circle, their heavy hoods pulled low.

Each person held a card that glowed with a faint purple light in their hand.

Their fingertips traced lines in the air, and a hoarse, paper-scratching murmur escaped from beneath their hoods. As the chanting grew louder, streaks of crimson light began to shoot up from the lava river below, slowly wrapping around the ice.

A short while later, a member holding a white bone staff slowly walked out of the crowd.

He approached a tall man, knelt on one knee, and respectfully inquired:

"Your Excellency, we may begin."