Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 396 - 42: Three Days Without Food, Nine Meals Missed

"Ah?" The spirit remover clearly didn't react.

"Forget it..." Sun Hang didn't bother to explain. He walked directly to the collection equipment—the collection operation was already complete, all the indicator lights on the control panel were off, leaving only a green light representing "completion" flashing intermittently.

The drill that had pierced into the giant cocoon was detached, and the entire machine was emitting a disturbing noise from all over. A dense burnt smell wafted from the mechanical structure.

The two containers used for installing cooling liquid were already shattered, the viscous coolant spilling all over the ground... Sun Hang had to sigh inwardly for his luck—if the required collection time had increased by one third, the entire machine would probably have exploded.

Although these collection devices were disposable items hastily produced in a short time, the materials and craftsmanship were not compromised in the slightest—Yang Qi and Sun Hang stated that even at the Federation Government's lowest procurement price, the cost of these sample collection devices still reached twelve million per unit.

And that doesn't even include the cost of the drill and the battery—since these two components strictly fall under artificial mysterious creatures, their actual cost cannot be measured in terms of money.

According to the technicians, this collection equipment could operate continuously for over 48 hours... Yet the actual condition was far from this estimated value.

But no matter what, as long as it can complete the task, then it's a qualified device.

Sun Hang maneuvered the liquid metal blade to cut open this hunk of twelve million worth of scrap, then extracted the mysterious creature battery.

This mysterious creature battery serves not only as the power source for the collection equipment but also as the storage container for the collected samples.

Now, the remnants of the eel mysterious creature inside the battery had completely disappeared, even those cotton-like flesh remnants couldn't be seen. The filling liquid had turned into a chaotic state between black and ash gray, gently flowing black-gray mist could be seen when shaking the container.

It's as if a water-soluble solute was thrown into an oily solvent, where they cannot mutually dissolve and can only exhibit this intertwined yet distinctly separated state.

"Mission accomplished, it's time to leave." Sun Hang unzipped the back of his combat suit, placing the container into a sealed compartment inside, "Oh, almost forgot, this is yours."

He handed the shotgun back to the bewildered spirit remover.

"Oh..." The spirit remover dazedly accepted the shotgun, subconsciously tried to put it back into the sealing box, but two seconds later, she suddenly sensed something amiss.

Previously, the reason for sealing this gun in the box was because the gun was always in a state of "unfulfilled desire," like a famished hungry person constantly roaring and shouting, loudly expressing its thirst...

But now, after being in Sun Hang's hands for a round, it had become exceptionally gentle... like a well-fed cat, lazily lying on the windowsill, basking in the sun indifferently...

All the rage, madness, bloodlust... those emotions existing in the spirit remover's memory seemed to be mere illusions.

A perpetually hungry tiger transformed right under her nose into a well-fed fat ginger...

This contrast caused the barely operational brain of the spirit remover to fall into a crash once more.

Sun Hang seemed to have guessed the thoughts of the spirit remover, pointing at the box, said: "It's just temporarily full, if you starve it for a couple of days, its true colors will be revealed... so I suggest you put it back into that box. Also, better stick more talismans... no, better stick several times more."

"Why?" The spirit remover asked subconsciously.

"It's easy to live in luxury from frugality, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality, once you've seen the ocean, no water can suffice, understand?" Sun Hang spoke eloquently, "Fed it well today, after a few days, it'll go back to the prior starving state, and guess how much resentment it could have?"

"Three... three meals in nine days?"

"If nothing else works, feed it some death row inmates." Sun Hang shrugged, "Anyway, now before executing a death sentence, they administer total anesthesia, the prisoner doesn't feel any pain, using this thing for execution isn't much different from lethal injection or shooting."

As for ethics and morality... Sun Hang didn't think Dubhe Tower's researchers and Federation Government officials would care about those things.

"Let's go." Sun Hang patted the sample container wrapped in the combat suit's compartment on his back, "If we dawdle any longer, who knows what kind of tricks Chimera 17 might pull again... if it's a Spirit Body Type Mysterious Creature that's still manageable, but if something incompatible with our specialties comes, then we're really in trouble."

"We're just leaving like this?" Perhaps due to the tremendous shock received in a short time, the spirit remover's brain was constantly jumping between the extremes of overclocking and crashing, even her normal logical thinking was significantly impacted, "Shouldn't we gather some more intelligence? After all... after all, we hardly have this close contact with Chimera 17..."

"The intelligence needed is already in this container, isn't it?" This time, Sun Hang was the one who was stunned, "Is your brain damaged?"

Even Sun Hang hadn't realized that his casual teasing was actually the truth.

"My... my mind is a bit messed up," The spirit remover rubbed her forehead, "Can you give me some time, let me clear it up... let me take a break."