Infinite Hunter

He didn't have a 21-round magazine, so he used a 17-round magazine. A pistol that couldn't fire magic-breaking bullets could be used against ordinary targets. He carefully checked all his weapons and finally saw the mission that popped up on the computer - there were still two weeks before the mandatory entry time, but he didn't want to delay.

The only description of this mission is that the era is the early 21st century. Everything else, including the goal, is a question mark, and it seems there are more than one. Rarely, a visible item suddenly appears below, which is time... The duration of the entire mission is limited to six months.

"Will it take that long?" Cheng Yijiu muttered. "Perhaps this time, it will also be a touring RV?" He had this hunch, and when he pushed open the door, it turned out to be the door of an RV. Another RV converted from a Unimog truck.

"You're quite willing to spend money." Before him was the Unimog 6x6 chassis, a standard all-terrain heavy-duty truck. The rear cargo bed had been converted into a motorhome, and the front was integrated, with a door at the back. Cheng Yijiu knew from the nature of the "aliens" in the cabin that this car was likely bulletproof. "I just don't know when these bastards will ask me to modify vehicles, ships, and airplanes myself. If this continues, I'll become a super engineer sooner or later."

The truck's exterior was sturdy, with a door on the right side. The chassis was quite high off the ground, so there should be a step underneath the door that would automatically deploy once the door was opened. The same was true for the front cockpit door. After Cheng Yijiu pressed the button for the outer door, a metal step extended, allowing the door to open.

He climbed into the cockpit and said, "It's really nice." The instrument panel in front of the driver's seat was simple and clear, and the additional head-up display could show the outside temperature, humidity, and even the altitude. This modified truck had no passenger seat, just a passage, a very spacious passage.

Walking into the carriage from here, Cheng Yijiu saw a movable skylight on the top, but it should not be able to be opened by force from the outside. There is also a retractable metal bracket under the skylight. It seems that this thing can rise up to form a "turret".

The train compartment was quite basic: a folding table, folding chairs, a built-in LCD monitor, and a computer underneath. On one side was a sink, and next to it were what should be an induction cooker, oven, and microwave. Behind the folding chairs was a sofa, and next to it was a small refrigerator.

Next to the induction cooktop and oven is a large refrigerator with an ice maker and ice cream dispenser. Further back is a storage room. The central aisle is flanked by partitioned storage compartments, sealed by two doors. Beyond that is the bedroom and bathroom. There's a two-by-one-and-a-half-meter bed with storage compartments underneath and a storage box above the foot for blankets and mattresses. Clothes are in a wardrobe at the head of the bed. Opposite the bed is the enclosed bathroom, also with separate wet and dry areas.

The toilet and shower were next to each other, and outside was a sink and washing machine. As a single-person residence, this place was more than adequate. There was a screen at the entrance showing the vehicle's status—for example, the remaining battery charge—which indicated it could power the air conditioner and computer for a combined twelve hours. There was also a quantity of potable water—the self-cleaning water tank held forty liters of fresh water, and the tank held two hundred and forty liters of water for bathing, washing, and laundry.

There is also a 30-liter water tank for collecting waste water from bathing, washing hands, and washing clothes for flushing the toilet, and the gray water tank for the toilet and other sewage has a capacity of 80 liters and seems to have biodegradable tablets that can be automatically released.

The truck also has an external storage compartment, which utilizes the space between the two compartments—an insulated space suitable for storing bulky items that are not particularly sensitive to temperature. Inside the external storage compartment, Li Yijiu found a barbecue stove and packed tent and camping equipment. The truck's fuel tank is also large, with a range of 400 kilometers. A full reserve tank could potentially extend the range to 1,200 kilometers.

The car had solar panels on the roof, and the only drawback was the lack of windows. Cheng Yijiu was very satisfied with this, and he also figured out where he was. After turning on his computer, the GPS showed that he was in the southwestern United States. "Near the US-Mexico border?" Zhao Ting placed his weapon in a hidden box in the car, wondering what he could possibly get here.

"Cougar? That's basically a cat." Cheng Yijiu wasn't sure. Seeing that the gas tank was full, he decided to drive a little further in the direction the car was pointed. What else could there be on the US-Mexico border? Besides cougars, the worst that could happen would be black bears and caimans, right? Cheng Yijiu pondered this question as he drove.

He found his driver's license and gun license in the compartment next to the driver's seat, which seemed to indicate a legal identity for him. Cheng Yijiu didn't drive fast, and soon he reached a place close to the border. The GPS indicated that the border would be just ahead, and if he continued, he would be highly suspicious—the police might even think he was assisting in illegal immigration.

So he drove off the roadbed, parked the truck in the Gobi Desert, got out of the truck with a can of beer in his hand, and sat down on a folding stool from the external storage box. He sat in the shade of the truck and didn't feel too hot because the air was dry.

Soon, a police car pulled up on the road in front of him, and two officers got out and approached him. Cheng Yijiu strictly adhered to the regulations in the "What You Must Know About Dealing with Police in the United States," keeping his hands visible and sitting still. When the two white officers approached and saw that it was a yellow man like Cheng Yijiu, they visibly relaxed, but their hands remained on the butts of their guns at their waists.

"Hey, man. Your ID," one of the two officers shouted.

Chapter 2: The First Attack

Cheng Yijiu remained motionless, saying, "Gentlemen, my ID is on the platform in the cab." He wouldn't move, wouldn't help the police get anything—because it was taboo, and if a black man did that, he would most likely be shot on the spot. One officer watched him while another walked over to the truck, opened the door, and took the ID.

They flipped through their IDs and soon put them in Cheng Yijiu's hands. "Sir, be careful. This is where the Mexicans hang out. Many of them are illegal immigrants, and of course there are drug dealers too. Here's a piece of advice: if you see a single man or a group of men, ignore them. If a woman or child asks you for help, don't stop your car; just give them bottled water or packaged food."

One officer had already reached their squad car, and the other gave a final word of advice: "Get your weapons and protect yourself."

The American police are not responsible for protecting the public, so after they finished speaking, they drove on and continued patrolling - Cheng Yijiu's situation would definitely be reported by them, and the police who came to patrol later would pay attention to him, but unless there was something unusual, they would probably not check on him again.

Cheng Yijiu finished his beer and didn't drive, but he got in the car and locked the door. He opened the sunroof and stepped on the metal ladder to look out - "We really should install a periscope." He muttered. The weather outside was not bad, and he seemed to see something vaguely.

Cheng Yijiu closed the observation window, holstered his homemade M17—of course, it didn't have a serial number yet—and opened the car door to get out. He also brought a telescope, which revealed a typical Mexican desert scene. It was the same here in Texas, anyway, except that something seemed to be moving between the green vegetation and the yellow Gobi desert.

"I can't see clearly. This thing moves very fast, and this camouflage... it would be nice to have thermal imaging," Cheng Yijiu sighed. He had brought a white light scope with him this time; in the 21st century, this was no problem. Cheng Yijiu thought about it and decided to go back and get his M70 rifle, but he didn't load the special bullets, instead using regular bullets.

The police car arrived again and stopped again—this time, two officers got out and drew their guns. "Drop your weapons! Get on the ground!" Cheng Yijiu obeyed immediately. The police, seeing that he was Asian, relaxed a bit and grumbled over the radio. "Get up, man," they gestured for Cheng Yijiu to stand. "What are you doing with a rifle?"

"There's something, something in this wilderness. It's not a stowaway—let's be frank, humans can't run that fast, and it seems this thing is running on four legs." Cheng Yijiu said, "Ah, it might be a wild boar or a wild sheep or something." A policeman shrugged without surprise, "There are quite a few animals like that here."

"Maybe, but I still think this thing is probably not a wild boar or something. Gentlemen, I used to be a good hunter, I think I can still recognize a thing or two about wild animals - this thing is a bit strange, its color..." Cheng Yijiu gestured, "Do you understand? It's a bit like a chameleon."

The two officers exchanged a glance and returned their rifles to Cheng Yijiu. "There's no such animal here." Just as they finished speaking, they heard screams, human screams. "Oh, damn! Those are the screams of women and children."

The two police officers immediately ran over there and gestured with their hands, "Stay here! Men! Don't go anywhere!" Cheng Yijiu didn't want to be shot, so he stayed where he was cooperatively, but he could climb up to the roof of the car from the external ladder on the side and stand there to look through the telescope.

The fact that the sound could reach here meant it wasn't far away. Cheng Yijiu followed the two officers with binoculars and soon spotted the target—very close, only about fifty meters away. Pants and shoes were visible behind the bushes, and the man was lying on the ground.

The sky was rapidly darkening, approaching dusk. Two police officers were visible on the other side of the bushes. Cheng Yijiu heard shouting and gunshots, and soon saw them running over with a little girl in their arms. "What happened, officer?" Cheng Yijiu asked from the roof of the car.

The two men ignored him and ran to the police car to call for reinforcements. After putting the little girl in the back seat of the police car, they finally had time to face Cheng Yijiu. "What happened?" Cheng Yijiu asked calmly again, "I saw a body through the telescope, right?"

"A stowaway? Killed?" Cheng Yijiu asked. The two officers looked at him with a dangerous look in their eyes. "If it was a wild animal, I think I can still offer some advice." Cheng Yijiu said calmly, but he didn't do anything special.

The reinforcements arrived quickly, two vehicles arriving almost simultaneously. After the six officers gathered, one of them, the first to spot Cheng Yijiu, motioned for him to follow, since he'd said he was a hunter. Cheng Yijiu also carried a flashlight—it was already dark, and the vehicle to retrieve the body was still several minutes away, as were the personnel responsible for the on-site examination and the forensic doctor performing the autopsy.

Cheng Yijiu was instructed to stand a few steps away from the bodies. "I'm sorry I can't let you see up close." He didn't want to get too close to see them—what if there were any marks left behind? It would be hard to tell. "No blood?" There were two bodies. Considering the little girl who had just been brought in, Cheng Yijiu felt that the boy and girl were likely her parents.

The two bodies were about thirty meters apart. It was obvious that the man fell first, and then the woman ran with the child, but was also caught up and killed here. Cheng Yijiu shone the flashlight around. "There are almost no footprints other than human footprints, and there is no blood at all?"

At this time, the forensic doctor and the on-site investigators arrived. Cheng Yijiu stood aside while they performed the autopsy and collected evidence, while he searched for footprints in the area connecting the two bodies. A young investigator caught up with him, and Cheng Yijiu carefully stood at a distance, while the young woman took the initiative to talk to him.

"Were you here before?" the girl asked him, and Cheng Yijiu nodded. As he turned to look at the girl, his eyes caught sight of a certain spot, and he immediately turned his head and pointed his flashlight at that spot. Cheng Yijiu walked over, and the girl followed him, and even a police officer followed.

Cheng Yijiu half-crouched on the ground, his flashlight pointed diagonally at the ground. He also bent down to peer from a lower angle. The officer and the girl followed his example. "Footprints, most likely from an attacker—or rather, from some animal. Interesting, seemingly unfamiliar footprints." Under the light, the edges of a shallow footprint in the sand appeared blurred before their eyes.

Chapter 3 Waiting

"Is this a possum's footprint?" The officer was the first to express his opinion. "No, it's a coyote's footprint, right?" the girl retorted. Cheng Yijiu glanced at the two of them and said, "No, it's not a coyote's footprint. If it were a possum's footprint, then the footprint would be too big." Cheng Yijiu added, "This animal, this animal is even bigger than a coyote - based on this footprint."

After saying this, Cheng Yijiu stood up straight and shone his flashlight in both directions, following the toes and heels of the footprints, searching for more. It wasn't long before he found the other footprints. "Interesting! This animal moves on two legs, and sometimes the distances it travels are unexpectedly long," Cheng Yijiu said after tracking them for nearly fifty meters. The police officer and the on-site investigator weren't fools either; they'd already noticed the footprints when he'd marked them with his flashlight several times.

"Unfortunately, I still don't know how those two died. I didn't see any blood on the ground. I wonder if the forensic doctor has come to any conclusion." Cheng Yijiu hoped that the police officer could tell him the answer. The police officer glanced at Cheng Yijiu and said a few words on the radio, "The wound is on the neck. There are three hole-like wounds that penetrate the artery. There seems to be no blood in the body." Cheng Yijiu's face twitched, "This makes me think it seems like a vampire."

The officer gritted his teeth and uttered a single word, "Zhubocabra!"

"A vampire monster? I think so too. But doesn't this legendary monster only attack livestock? Why would it attack humans today?" Cheng Yijiu also took out his pipe, poured out the tobacco from a silver box, pressed it, lit the pipe with a match and took a puff. The unique aroma of tobacco filled the night air. None of the three spoke any more. Cheng Yijiu, the police officer, and the female investigator walked back to the crime scene. The body had been bagged and placed in the car.

"John." The officer handed Cheng Yijiu a business card. "If you need anything, call me. By the way, if I were you, I wouldn't stay here tonight."

The surveyor didn't give her a business card, but simply said, "My name is Stephanie, and I guess we'll meet again soon."

Indeed, another officer had informed Cheng Yijiu that he was expected to report to the police station for a statement, and that camping would soon be prohibited. Although reluctant, Cheng Yijiu drove to the city police station. His statement was unremarkable—and sure enough, the investigator was also there, taking notes. She was quite young, but from what she said, she seemed to have two degrees. She certainly had a promising future.

The little girl would likely be transferred to an orphanage, and a local church orphanage was willing to adopt her until relatives in the United States could be found. The case was closed, as the investigation found no other possible "murderer" besides the footprints found by Cheng Yijiu, the chubocabra. The two people weren't shot, and the wounds weren't inflicted by knives, and nothing seemed to be found in the wounds—this was completely different from the American TV series CSI, which was almost sci-fi.

Did the chupocabra kill the two people? Of course, that's not the case, because the chupocabra is an unconfirmed creature and its existence cannot be proven. So the final cause of death is probably unknown.

Cheng Yijiu was not a suspect, so he drove back to the scene the next morning. He parked his car, closed the door, and began searching the wilderness with his weapon in hand. He had previously told Sheriff John, "I will find that monster." Sheriff John squinted at him and said, "Okay, good luck. But don't cause any trouble."

As for Stephanie… well, this girl seemed to be working the night shift. Now that she was off duty, she had taken the initiative to drive with Cheng Yijiu here. "I'm also interested in this, and don't worry about me." Stephanie patted her waist—where a gun was tucked. Cheng Yijiu said nothing. He stood there, looking through the telescope. "I may have seen this creature yesterday, but I can't confirm it," he said.

Stephanie immediately became interested. "What does it look like? Is it the same as the legend?" Cheng Yijiu shook his head. "Not really. I didn't see it clearly. I just think this creature might change its protective color like a chameleon." He then put down the telescope and glanced at Stephanie. "If I were you, I would go back and take a shower and have a good sleep. Otherwise, you might not be able to go to work tonight, right?"

Stephanie smiled. "This is much more fun than sleeping." Cheng Yijiu shook his head and ignored her. "This is a boring job. I don't even have bait. Maybe I should buy a sheep and tie it here." Cheng Yijiu walked through the Gobi Desert, not moving very fast. "I hope I don't run into any stowaways. Drug dealers wouldn't be good either," Cheng Yijiu muttered. After a while, he signaled Stephanie to stop.

"Someone," he said.

He asked Stephanie to squat with him, crouching on one side of the bushes. "Someone's coming from that side," he said softly. Then both of them fell silent, and gradually, a figure appeared. Stephanie stared at Cheng Yijiu with wide eyes, as if asking how his ears were so sharp. Cheng Yijiu couldn't explain it, but he actually smelled it on the wind—the smell of tobacco and cologne.

The people approaching were the ones the officer had alerted Cheng Yijiu to, and Stephanie drew her pistol—because they were three young Mexican men, walking and talking, carrying backpacks. There was a 60% chance these three men were drug dealers, and a 40% chance they were illegal immigrants. Regardless, Cheng Yijiu had no interest in helping the US government with this matter; his focus was on the three decoys.

In fact, they themselves could be considered bait, so Cheng Yijiu observed all around very carefully - the three people should not be able to see them. Judging from the direction they were walking, they should pass about ten meters in front of Cheng Yijiu. Cheng Yijiu's current hope was that the murderous monster would target these three people. "Watch your back." Cheng Yijiu patted Stephanie and mouthed to her to pay attention to their backs. Don't let the monster touch them, otherwise they would be laughed at.

Cheng Yijiu's breathing was very slow, and his attention was focused on the three people. It was much earlier than the attack yesterday, but he hoped that the monster would appear.

Chapter 4 Kill

Capturing these three Mexican youths? That was something law enforcement officer Stephanie wouldn't do—she wasn't on duty, and since she wasn't a police officer and had no backup, she had no obligation to do so. Besides, she was incredibly curious about vampire monsters. Following the instructions of the Chinese hunter named Cheng Yijiu, she focused on watching their backs to avoid being attacked.

Cheng Yijiu watched the three Mexican youths approach. His ears twitched slightly, and his gaze naturally shifted to the angle behind them. "Sure enough," Cheng Yijiu sighed inwardly. He saw something moving, something hard to pinpoint. It wasn't a transparent monster, but rather an animal that rapidly shifted color, its outline blurring even with intense focus. If the average person wasn't paying attention, they wouldn't be able to see its outline.

"Do I need to use monochromatic light to deal with it?" Cheng Yijiu was in a dilemma because of the three Mexican youths. It was hard to say whether they were good people or not. If they shot at him while he was shooting at the monster, things would be troublesome. Cheng Yijiu's eyes seemed to turn gray. He decided to wait and see, and then shoot the monster after he was sure of the situation.

It was a cold-blooded decision, tantamount to watching these three men die—or at least watching one man die.

The creature moved very quickly, likely using all four limbs, not leaping as Cheng Yijiu had imagined. Because its outline was difficult to discern, Cheng Yijiu couldn't fully discern how it moved. The monster's specific appearance was also difficult to discern. The three Mexicans in front stopped, looked at each other suspiciously, and then turned to look behind them.

At first, they probably didn't see anything, and the creature probably stopped. Cheng Yijiu patted Stephanie, signaling her to turn around. When she did, Cheng Yijiu pointed her attention to a certain spot. The three Mexicans didn't see anything, so they turned around and continued walking, but Cheng Yijiu could sense the atmosphere between them growing quite heavy.

Stephanie nearly screamed, but Cheng Yijiu covered her mouth. She must have truly seen the legendary monster. "Ye Gong loves dragons," Cheng Yijiu thought, sensing Stephanie's trembling. The three men must have heard the monster's movement. They stopped and looked back again, still seeing nothing. But the atmosphere became tense and panicked, and the three men began to run.

Cheng Yijiu watched as the monster, almost standing upright, bent over, "began to leap closer." From the general appearance, it was clear that the monster could leap quite far. The three men were so panicked that they couldn't run fast—their breathing was chaotic, their muscles cramped from tension, and it would be strange if they could run fast. The most important thing was to look back while running... If they had just kept their heads down, they might have escaped.

"Tap, tap." As the sound rang out, one of the three men had already fallen flat on his face, his legs weakening as he turned around, clutching the cross around his neck, muttering something like the Virgin Mary. Cheng Yijiu had a pretty good look at the monster, so he raised his gun and knelt in position to shoot. Cheng Yijiu didn't have a daylight scope, he was using the simplest rifle scope.

Now, just over twenty meters away, the monster had already leaped upon the unfortunate Mexican. The screams abruptly ceased, and the creature finally took full shape. "Gray animal." The creature's shoulders continued to sway, likely sucking blood. Cheng Yijiu fired, then quickly pulled the bolt with his right hand to eject the shell and reload the chamber. He didn't fire a second shot, as the monster simply fell to the side, motionless.

Of course, the Mexican didn't move either, and the other two didn't look back. They were already far away and were still running.

Stephanie arrived at this point, and she and Cheng Yijiu walked toward the downed target, twenty meters away. She was trembling with excitement, while Cheng Yijiu slung his rifle over his shoulder—he, however, wasn't thrilled at all. The chubocabra, a vampire monster, wasn't very large, roughly the size of a coyote, perhaps a bit larger, similar to the gray wolf of the South. An animal of this size wouldn't be able to withstand the force of a single Winchester Magnum round.

As he approached, Cheng Yijiu noticed blood oozing out. It wasn't just the victim's wounds that were bleeding; the monster itself, struck by the wound, was also leaking blood like a leather bag. "That guy's dead," Cheng Yijiu said. "And he might not be a good person. Look at his backpack—those plastic-wrapped things don't look good to me."

The monster fell to the side, the bullet piercing its body, creating a huge hole at the exit. The vampire was dead, and its color-changing function seemed to have completely stopped. "How ugly," Cheng Yijiu muttered. The vampire was hairless and looked like a mangy dog. Its ribs and belly were protruding, its limbs were very thin, and its face could only be described as ugly.

It looked a bit like a wolf, but also had a sheep's face. Its teeth were exposed outside its mouth, clearly a long, thin tooth between the two upper and lower jaws, and its tongue was multi-rooted. "I think I know how to suck blood. Is this a hollow vampire tongue? I only know that some vampire bats roll their tongues into a tube to suck blood." Cheng Yijiu muttered. He bent down and reached out to touch the corpse. "It's surprisingly hot. Is this thing's body temperature forty degrees?"

Stephanie was also very curious about the beast. She even took out her phone to take a lot of photos. As for calling the police? Sorry, there was no signal in this place.

Finally, they returned to the car. After driving here, Stephanie called for reinforcements. Cheng Yijiu stood beside the corpse of the vampire monster, watching it quickly turn black and shrivel up and decay. "I don't know what's going on, but I kind of understand why this thing has always been a legend." Stephanie was quite anxious. She went to Cheng Yijiu's car to get ice, but it couldn't stop the rapid decay of the Chubocabra.

Cheng Yijiu, of course, refused to put this thing in his refrigerator. He watched as the monster's flesh and skin completely decomposed, and its bones began to brittle amidst the stench...

Chapter 5 Someone is visiting

The only evidence of the creature's existence now remained the photos on Stephanie's phone, the foul-smelling mucus and blood on the ground, and perhaps some bone fragments. Cheng Yijiu felt no regrets, nor was he particularly surprised—because all of this could be explained scientifically, such as enzyme decomposition, but there were also unscientific explanations. In short, the creature's disappearance was no loss to him.

"That's a good thing, actually." A foul odor still lingered on Cheng Yijiu's fingers from touching the monster, so he got in the car and thoroughly cleaned them with detergent and surfactant. "The smell's pretty stubborn, so I'll have to use bleach." The diluted bleach finally removed the lingering odor from his fingers. If it remained, it was probably just a psychological effect. Isn't it good to leave a suspense behind when a monster like this disappears? At least it can support the local tourism industry.

The backup helicopter arrived first, about half an hour later, and the police car, ambulance, and on-site investigation vehicle arrived an hour and a half later. Stephanie spent most of this time chatting with Cheng Yijiu, finding him quite knowledgeable and sharing his hunting stories. Of course, the helicopter didn't land, but instead spoke a few words over the radio before searching the surrounding area.

A few minutes before the police car arrived, the helicopter reported on the radio that two bodies had been found. The two bodies were not far away, about 200 meters away from Cheng Yijiu and his group. The police car arrived, and an officer was responsible for questioning Cheng Yijiu about the specific situation. Stephanie took the initiative to report the situation to the police and showed her colleagues the photos on her phone. The autopsy results from the other side were also transmitted shortly afterwards. Stephanie told Cheng Yijiu, "Three wounds, the blood was sucked dry."

"There's more than one," Cheng Yijiu muttered. "That's true. How could there be only one of their kind?" Cheng Yijiu decided to leave and come back tomorrow to check. After that, he felt it would be best to leave—because this hunt might not be targeting the vampire monster. He didn't sense any danger. Even if a monster like this pounced on him, a normal person could kill it with their bare hands, as long as they weren't frightened.

Cheng Yijiu drove off, while Stephanie stayed behind—it was already her shift. He parked at the RV park, refilled the water tank, emptied the gray water tank, and cleaned it. He then began to write and sketch on the table, using a notebook to draw the monster's appearance—Cheng Yijiu's hand-drawing skills were quite good, and the drawing was indeed quite realistic. He also left notes on the paper, including his observations and reflections.

This was his hunter's notebook, something he'd thought about before but hadn't really started recording until now. He had already completed his previous hunts—several hand-drawn sketches of the prey, along with a more detailed, still-remembered hunt, and finally, a hand-drawn kill location and prey record. As for the punishment plot, that was another notebook.

The chubocabra was his latest prey. Cheng Yijiu's comment on this prey was that it was perhaps only slightly stronger than a wild boar. If it weren't "invisible," it would be even less threatening than a boar. The creature's claws weren't sharp, and anyone wearing thicker clothing wouldn't have sustained any serious scratches. It was fear that robbed these people of their strength—hence their throats being bitten by the monster.

Once bitten, it's probably over because these "tongues" will suck blood at an extremely fast speed. Cheng Yijiu believes that it will only take a dozen seconds at most to cause excessive blood loss. This thing is still very efficient in killing.

There's more than one here, and judging by the situation, it might be spreading recently. This is intriguing. For so many years, these animals were just legends, yet they're spreading now? Why didn't they spread in ancient times? Or do these animals have special environmental requirements? Cheng Yijiu wrote these questions in his notes. "Perhaps their high body temperature is one of the reasons."

Nothing unusual happened that night, but the next morning he was stopped by two people. They were two middle-aged men, both white, who came up to Cheng Yijiu and greeted him directly. "Hello, is this Mr. Cheng? Did you shoot a chupocabra yesterday?" One of them came up, while the other was filming with a mobile phone with a self-stabilizing gimbal. Cheng Yijiu asked curiously, "Are you reporters from the local news station?"

He didn't really care whether he appeared on camera or not, because after all, he had a legitimate identity in this world. "No, we're not from a TV station. We're independent producers, making a movie about monsters." Cheng Yijiu looked at them curiously. "Filming this? Are you planning to put it on a video website?" Cheng Yijiu asked. The two men looked a little embarrassed but also a little crazy. "But not just on a video website, we're also going to sell it to TV stations."

After the two guys talked for a while, Cheng Yijiu finally figured out that they were just UP hosts, but they didn't do live streaming. They had come to him to film a live video about the Chubocabra—and it was also their good fortune that they happened to come here to film this while wandering around the United States. Cheng Yijiu thought these two guys were not very reliable, and this idea was further confirmed when he opened the video website and found the videos of these two guys.

Their hit rate was only in the four digits, making them one of the worst videos of their kind. After all, they were filmed by two rough-looking, half-ugly guys instead of beautiful women. Furthermore, the narration was dull and filled with completely unfunny jokes. The filming and editing were also rather clumsy. Simply put, they were just not good to watch. Watching Cheng Yijiu scrolling through their videos, the two men didn't feel embarrassed.

"Well, forgive me for being blunt. Your videos bring in almost no income, and very few people watch them. Can you make a living like this?" Cheng Yijiu felt that these two guys would starve to death if they relied on the income from videos, so weren't they just here to make a living? But looking at that PTZ, looking at the complexions and at the appearance of these two people... "Ah, actually, this is our hobby, we're not short of money."

It really is the damned rich second generation...

Chapter 6 Waiting

Did the news of the blood-sucking monster hunt spread? Actually, not really. Stephanie's phone photos were kept private, due to a request from local authorities and a judge's injunction. However, word of mouth among the cops wasn't exempt, so it was only natural that these two guys got the news.

Cheng Yijiu chatted with them for a few sentences, and it turned out that these two eccentric rich guys were really complete eccentrics - these two guys knew each other as childhood friends, and their families were originally just ordinary middle-class people. Later, they studied well and went to college, and then founded an Internet company in Silicon Valley, which was surprisingly good and was acquired by a large Internet company. As a result, the two became financially independent.

"At such a young age, they've already got a net worth of over a billion dollars?" Cheng Yijiu wasn't particularly envious, as his current situation was unique and even if he had money, it wouldn't be of much use. He just thought the hobbies of rich people were bizarre. These two eccentrics were truly men driven by love.

Like him, these two guys drove modified RVs. But when they moved long distances in the United States, they used a modified US Army transport plane, a 130, that they had purchased, with the RVs in the cargo hold. "Rich people are like that," Cheng Yijiu muttered.

The two guys kept asking about the blood-sucking monster he had killed, their eyes practically sparkling with stars. Cheng Yijiu invited them to a town cafe, sat inside, and gave them a detailed explanation. He didn't hide any information, "This thing has no hair on its skin, probably for color-changing and invisibility. This thing... let me see the information you've collected. Well, let me add that this thing's body temperature is probably 40 degrees Celsius. Once it dies, it will rot and decompose very quickly - including its bones."

The information these two wealthy men, one named Barton and the other named Li, had gathered was nearly accurate. The images were even true images of the monster, with only a few minor errors. "But if we want to film it... that's not going to be easy. I say you two would probably die if you just ran off into the Mexican wilderness."

The two guys took Cheng Yijiu to see their RV, which was also converted from an all-terrain vehicle. Unlike Cheng Yijiu's RV, this one had more electronic equipment inside, making it relatively less comfortable to live in. They had weapons, but unfortunately they were only shotguns and pistols.

These two guys usually don't even carry weapons when filming videos, at most carrying pepper spray... Cheng Yijiu had to praise their choice—because compared to guns, it was more suitable for these two weaklings. The special spray can can spray a highly irritating liquid into a mist up to ten meters away. It should be said that all wild animals can't tolerate the irritant gas and will actively flee.

Compared to using a gun and missing or injuring yourself, this spray is a more effective weapon. Even Cheng Yijiu considered carrying a can of this spray—it's not a can, but a can with a hose, and the compressed air comes from a small cylinder hanging from his waist—otherwise, how would it have enough air pressure to spray the liquid ten meters away?

In the end, everyone agreed that these two people would follow Cheng Yijiu to the wilderness, they would try to take pictures and Cheng Yijiu would shoot some more blood-sucking monsters - these things are not protected animals at the moment, and at least one of them has killed humans.

After the decision was made, they prepared to set off. They also installed instant messaging software in Cheng Yijiu's car. "Oh, next I want to visit places across the United States where there are these legendary monsters. Maybe I can hunt down these rare creatures? Hahahaha, I know my limits. Unless they are animals that attack humans, I won't kill them." This is how Cheng Yijiu answered the two guys when asked about his future thoughts.

The two guys burst into laughter, "Great, great, we can also go to other countries and look for those strange and unidentified creatures." Cheng Yijiu felt that these two people were really lucky, being able to devote their entire lives to their interests and hobbies - it's good to be rich.

The car stopped at the same place as before, but Cheng Yijiu received a call from Stephanie. "Oh, I'm still there. Of course, there is at least one blood-sucking monster that has killed people." He said on the phone, "Ah? You still want to come? I think you might die suddenly if you continue like this. Miss Stephanie, I suggest you go to sleep."

However, Stephanie refused Cheng Yijiu's advice and returned to where the three men had parked an hour later. Cheng Yijiu hadn't expected this girl to be so interested in these things; he had assumed it was just a passing curiosity. Cheng Yijiu was holding a rifle—this time with a quick-sight scope attached—with an M17 strapped to his waist, a cowboy hat, a jacket, tactical pants, and combat boots. This was more than enough equipment to deal with the vampire monster.

The place where the Mexicans had been attacked was their target this time. Cheng Yijiu and three others carefully tracked the bodies back from where they had fallen. Unfortunately, the footprints were almost indistinguishable, and there was no chance of shaved hair from the bushes to the side. Cheng Yijiu could smell a strange, bloody odor mixed with a foul smell, but he was not a dog after all, so he couldn't follow it.

In fact, he has already surpassed the sense of smell of ordinary humans.

Where could these blood-sucking monsters be? Not far away, there were typical rocky hills like those found in the Mexican desert. Perhaps that was where the monsters were hiding. But looking there? Cheng Yijiu felt it would be a hassle. After a day of searching, they still couldn't find any. The two guys filming the video were startled at the sight of the deer. Cheng Yijiu knew from their conversations while filming that these two guys were indeed quite poor at what they did.