Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 786 60: Ya Qiaoxi

Sun Hang asked the main brain to check the historical achievements of this "Copper Finger" again. It's not that there's nothing remarkable, but it can only be said there's no highlight... Sun Hang even suspected that this guy might already regret leaving the Mysterious Creature Research Institute to become a Free Hunter now—risking life and limb to make a living can't be as pleasant as holding onto an iron rice bowl and eating from the government.

Don't be fooled by how carefree the Free Hunters' lives seem on various social media and short-video platforms; the hardships they endure in reality are never broadcast online. Even if they do, it's only for pity and sympathy to create some persona.

The Copper Finger's most recent comprehensive check-up was last month. According to the mentioned meme intensity in the report, he can squeeze out all his strength to convert less than two kilograms of pure copper a day, and currently, the market price for raw pure copper hovers around 80 yuan per kilogram. In other words, if he exhausts himself every day to turn trash into pure copper, his monthly income would only be around five thousand yuan...

Moreover, once the meme ability is overused, recovery becomes incredibly difficult... According to the calculation results provided by the main brain, under the premise of balancing overuse and recovery time, this guy relies on converting pure copper to earn income, barely making more than a thousand yuan a month.

If it weren't for the monthly welfare payments the Federation Government provides to infected persons, it would be hard to make ends meet with that amount.

Relying on the conversion of pure copper to earn money, maybe he'd make more by performing magic in a circus using his abilities.

Golden Finger and Copper Finger are just one word apart, but the difference in value between the two is worlds apart.

Unfortunately, this guy transforms pure copper, which has relatively average physical properties until other metal elements are added to become an alloy. Even if he could use pure copper to create weapons and armor, their offensive and defensive power is extremely limited—these days even tungsten alloys and titanium alloys are barely enough, let alone pure copper, which was phased out as early as the feudal era.

His only killer move is touching the enemy's vital parts with his right index finger, turning the vital parts to "copper"—but the problem is, if you can touch someone's vital parts, wouldn't bullets, explosives, knives all have the same effect?

Only an enemy with extremely strong physical defense could be killed with such a "special attack" that ignores defenses.

Sun Hang flipped through the few combat records of this Hunter; his fighting style basically doesn't differ from ordinary human soldiers. He never used the Copper Finger ability to hunt mysterious creatures—the only time he caused harm with his ability was accidentally injuring his ex-wife...

Sun Hang looked at it for a long time and finally came to an eight-word evaluation of this ability: "Tasteless to eat, a pity to discard."

The ability itself isn't weak, but the owner is too weak—if he could instantly copperize the entire object he touched, this ability would be like a bug in existence. Not to mention far, even nearby Chimera 17's giant cocoon or the mobile Dragon Rock Fortress could be "instantly killed" using this ability.

"There are many Free Hunters like him in Dragon City." Candle Dragon said, "Their greatest reliance upon entering the no-man's land isn't combat ability, but their infected status?"

"Infected status?" Sun Hang was puzzled.

"In the Hexi Corridor no-man's zone, there exist many 'free state' mysterious creature memes. Ordinary people contacting these memes, without complete protective measures, are easily infected. But infected persons are different, the memes in their body actively resist these free memes, forming an immune effect... So, in a sense, infected persons are safer to operate in the no-man zone compared to ordinary people." Candle Dragon said.

Sun Hang: "I see."

Just as Sun Hang finished speaking, a sudden sound of braking and motorcycle engine roaring came from the tavern door, Candle Dragon raised an eyebrow and whispered, "Looks like the boss is back early."

Sun Hang raised his head, his gaze passing over Candle Dragon's shoulder, who sat with his back to the door. He saw a sport-bike style motorcycle parked at the tavern entrance, and a long leg dressed in leather pants, comparable to Wang Xiyi's, extended from the motorcycle.

The owner of the long leg wore a leather jacket adorned with medal-like metal decorations, which jingled incessantly upon movement.

The female motorcyclist pulled out the key, walked briskly into the tavern, her thick-soled Martens boots tapping crisply on the wooden floor.

She took off her helmet and habitually tossed her head, the large waves of her hair sweeping behind her neck, she asked the bartender, "Zhang, no one caused trouble in the shop while I was away?"

The bartender hesitated for a moment, his eyes instinctively glanced at Sun Hang—although Sun Hang's behavior had a slight hint of causing trouble, which made him somewhat displeased, but upon careful consideration, it was nothing more than a joke. Besides, they did spend money in the store, if holding grudges over such trivial matters, the business might as well not be conducted.

"No, everything's normal," the bartender said.

But his glance toward Sun Hang still caught the female motorcyclist's attention.

The female motorcyclist turned her head towards Sun Hang's table, and Candle Dragon aptly turned his head too, their gazes instantly locked.

The female motorcyclist's face immediately blossomed into a smile, swaying her hips as she walked over gracefully: "Oh, a rare guest... Long time no see. The last time you came to Dragon City was four years ago, right?"