Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

Chapter 163 Karl's Test (Part 1)

Fan En looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky, then looked curiously at Luting City, which was shrouded in fog.

Rows of five- or six-story stone buildings stand closely together, with narrow streets hidden among them.

The rooftops are covered with wide eaves and black tiles, and the towering clock tower stands out prominently among the vast buildings.

These buildings constantly rise and fall in the thick fog, giving Vann a strange sense of fantasy.

This city is a bloated black dragon.

Those low buildings are its scales, and those clock towers are its strange sharp corners.

To the northwest of Luting, there is a river that reflects the silver light.

This enormous black dragon looks as if it is soaring on a crescent moon.

Although in Van En’s view, the city of Lutin was pitifully small, even smaller than the district where he used to live.

But in this bizarre and fantastical world, Luting City is already a rare large city.

Van En looked toward the river, and a pale red line suddenly appeared, piercing through the thick fog and pointing toward the dragon's belly.

There was a cluster of low-rise factory buildings, with a dozen or so chimneys emitting wisps of smoke, resembling the menacing claws of a black dragon.

Van En glanced at the mission description that had just been activated:

[Karl's Last Wish: Find Karl's belongings and a map of the old Stagtin ruins in the Stagtin Factory District to complete this quest. You will receive 10 points of free attribute bonus.]

"There's a reward of free points; it seems that place isn't so peaceful after all—"

With a smile playing on his lips, Van En transformed into a dark shadow on the roof of the Deer Court and rapidly approached the factory area.

On the way, Van En saw some thieves stealing and adulterers hiding shirtless. He knocked them unconscious one by one and threw them off the roof.

This act of chivalry will earn Lu Ting an extra headline in tomorrow's newspaper:

The chivalrous thief from Luting, who righted wrongs 10 years ago, has reappeared, and Luting's theft and divorce rates will drop again!

An hour later, Van En, slightly sweating, stood at the edge of the factory area.

He looked at the factory area, which was surrounded by a 3-meter-high wall, about 20 meters away, then jumped off the roof and crawled into the street through the alley.

"This wretched place looks like a concentration camp, with barbed wire on the walls and armed guards at the gate—"

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After glancing at the situation at the entrance, Fan En crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, watching the bustling workers around him, who were having a late-night snack.

The factory area was very large. After looking around for a while, Fan En found that the workers had finished eating and were passing through the guards' inspection at the gate before going back inside.

Besides these guards, Vann also saw many priests carrying silver blood lamps.

The priests are shining their light on the workers, apparently checking to see if any "special individuals" like Vane are trying to sneak in.

What kind of factory is this? It looks like it operates 24/7. Is it the property of a healing church?

Van En shook his head. Although he found this strange, he knew that the main purpose of his trip was not to investigate this place.

He saw the red line indicating the mission extending straight into the gate, smiled, lowered his hat brim, and began searching for a suitable place to infiltrate.

At the south wall of the factory, Van En saw a wall under repair.

But outside the factory, there were still patrolling soldiers. Vann the Cat waited in the shadows until they left before quickly approaching.

Van En pressed his ear against the wall, listening intently to the sounds inside, while calculating when the guard would turn back.

The guards' chatter could still be heard inside, clearly indicating that this important place was being watched by someone.

"So heavily guarded? How interesting!"

Van En's interest was piqued, and he planned to find out what was being produced here if the time was right.

After confirming that no priests inside could detect his actions, Vann jumped in while the guards were eating.

Once inside, Vann quickly used a jump step to hide in the gaps between the piles of wooden crates.

He held his breath and stared at the direction of the red guiding line, only to find his own place right in front of him.

It was a room where the guards rested. The lights were off, and faint snoring could be heard coming from inside, indicating that the guards were sleeping.

Van En frowned, puzzled. "Is Professor Carl really so strapped for cash that he has to take on a part-time job to make ends meet?"

But the fact that the place was so heavily guarded made Vann certain that Carl wouldn't cause him any more trouble.

This factory is clearly a property of the Healing Church. Although it is unknown what it produces, it would be difficult for anyone other than a hunter as strong as Vann to enter.

Moreover, even traitors within the Healing Church would never have imagined that Karl would hide something right under their noses.

Half an hour later, after getting used to the rhythm of the patrol guards, Fan En waited for the moment of shift change.

Watching the exhausted guards go inside, turn off the lights, and go to sleep, Fan En tiptoed into the room.

The constant snoring and the strong smell of feet made Fan En slightly uncomfortable.

But these conditions also meant he would never be discovered.

Fan En hunched over as he walked past rows of beds, his gaze settling on a row of cabinets in the corner.

A crimson light was flashing there, clearly indicating that Mr. Carl's things were hidden there.

Fan En stepped forward and carefully explored the cabinet for a moment before finding nothing unusual about it.

He carefully moved the cabinet aside, paused for a moment amidst the guards' rambling, and began to feel his way along the wall behind it.

Snapped!

Soon, Van En's gaze fell on a seemingly ordinary brick.

In his clairvoyant vision, the brick emitted a very faint blue light.

Van En was overjoyed and easily pried the brick out with his long, thin black animal armor.

But after the brick, there's still just one brick.

Vann looked at the scene with a puzzled expression, wondering if Karl was joking with him.

But in the next instant, the brick in Fan En's hand transformed into a palm-sized purple star.

That familiar webbed three-fingered hand reached out from the stars and rubbed its fingers together with Van En.

Van En looked at the glowing pale blue obelisk in his inventory and handed it over.

After the purple hand received it, it put the blue obelisk back into the starry space and then snapped its fingers.

Snapped!

The sound, neither too loud nor too soft, startled the guards who were fast asleep in the room.

But just as they were about to look up, a ring of purple stars the size of a manhole cover appeared beneath Vane's feet, engulfing him.

hum!

A pale purple mist shimmered near the cabinet, restoring everything to its original state.

Meanwhile, the guards who looked up to check the source of the sound found nothing.

After a brief shouting and cursing, the guards' quarters returned to normal.

Boom!

Van En's feet touched a patch of wet, sticky mud, but he didn't bother to look around. Instead, he looked up at the disappearing purple star overhead.

A strange little purple face appeared above Van En's head and smiled at him.

This small face has a long, vertically shaped mouth that extends all the way to its triangular eyes, making it look terrifying.

But Van En found the little gadget rather cute, and even felt a sense of familiarity with it.

He waved to the little creature, showing his goodwill.

Snapped!

A purple rhombus-shaped crystal, about the size of a thumb, fell down as the purple star disappeared and was held in Fan En's hand.