Vol 7 Chapter 1: Hunter's world

World Scene: Full Time Hunter
Time: Excellent Road, Anli, 2071, September 21, 10 am
Location: Meteor Street
Main line task: insufficient data
"It's stinking!" Qin Lunang once recovered his consciousness, he felt a stench and went straight to the nose.
After the orange-colored shield around the body disappeared, he turned his head and found himself in a narrow alley.
This alley is a carriageway between two abandoned buildings. It is less than two meters wide and is full of everywhere. It is like a forgotten temporary garbage dump. There is a smell in the air. The smell of vomiting.
"Hey!" Just as Qin Lun frowned, he wanted to leave here, not far from him, a dilapidated radio placed on a wooden box, and suddenly there was a murmur. Although some people heard some meaningless cicadas, they were turned into a message about the world in the youth death list.
"A unique world belonging to the hunter?" Looking at the information on the death list, Qin Lun couldn't help but brighten his eyes. However, he slowly frowned. "The difficulty of the world actually crossed from the corporal to the rank of the colonel!"
He still remembers that in the world of World War II, there was a task with the highest difficulty being the quasi-school level. Once the difficulty of the mission rises to the school level, it means that there will be the equivalent of the third-order apostle.
Although the difficulty of the task does not represent personal force, but think about the David Dean of the Justice League and the Queen of the Sandstorm, Mrs. Monica, we can understand that there is absolutely no shortage of a strong combat profession in this world.
"There is no magic system, but it is understandable." Qin Lun reluctantly sighed, he prepared so many magic scrolls, all of which were scrapped by the broken starry sky, "just why broken starry sky will weaken pain by 70%, Does it think that I might not be able to resist the torture of certain forces, and can't help but reveal the secret of broken starry sky?"
Qin Lun grinned and continued to look down at other introductions about the world.
According to the requirements of Qin Lun, the broken star network sent him into a human world where the hunter profession is popular. Apart from the large and small islands in the ocean, there are six continents in the world. Like the Earth Federation, the dominant intelligent creature is human.
However, the surface area of ​​this planet is much larger than that of the Earth. Even the smallest continent of Asia is almost twice as large as the Earth Eurasia. As for the area with the largest area and the largest island with the most islands, it has almost ten times the size of Eurasia.
The technology of this world is probably in the late 1990s of the Earth Federation. The transportation has been quite advanced, forming a three-dimensional network of sea, land and air. There are also advanced facilities such as mobile phone and computer network in the communication.
Just unlike the Earth Federation, the world has not developed thermonuclear weapons. The top force is some human beings with powerful capabilities. These human beings have a variety of powerful and unimaginable superpowers. The largest and most representative group of people is the "hunter."
The concept of "hunter" given in the death list is slightly different from the hunter understood by Qin Lun. The "hunters" of this world are not only hunting wild beasts, they are also hunting anything they are interested in.
Ingredients, music, paintings, precious beasts, ancient treasures, mysteries, relics... all the unknowns and dreams that human beings can have, capable of exploring and researching for this, and eventually "capture" the powerful human beings, people They are called "hunters."
Hunters have existed in this world for thousands of years and formed a relatively loose hunter association. The Hunters Association is a service organization that provides intelligence and work for hunters and is not mandatory for members.
Therefore, as long as they have passed the test of the Hunters Association, no matter what kind of people, including thieves, thieves, murderers, they can become one of them, and get the information support and job opportunities of the Hunters Association.
"There seems to be some gap with my demand. Forget it, the intelligence is still too little, so wait and see." Qin Lun blinked, pinched his fingers, and stepped out of the alley. The stench of lingering here made him real. Can't be patient anymore.
The "hunter" of this world seems to have little relationship with Qin Lun's jungle hunter profession. It contains almost all combat professions, and even some outstanding people who are truly sacred in life skills. They can be called "full-time hunters."
In addition to having a "hunter" name, such a world is quite different from Qin Lun's need to position the ball in time and space, which makes him feel a bit confused. However, now that he has just entered the mission world, it is impossible to make an accurate judgment based on a few hints of broken starry sky.
After walking out of the alley, Qin Lun slowly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes revealed more serious doubts.
In the far distance of the street, a mountainous garbage dump is like a moat, surrounded by the street area where he is located. Qin Lun shook his nose, which only awakened the stench that seemed to exist not only in the alley, but also everywhere in this area. It has become an environmental normal.
"Why should I break the starry sky into this garbage area, is there a clue to guiding the mission?"
"When!" Qin Lun nodded and kicked a can of flying feet, watching the messy environment around the scene like a bomb attack, silent for a while. He had thought that even the garbage in the alley was not the same as the cleanest place in this area.
"Meteor Street... such a good name would be used to refer to a garbage-filled area." Recalling the message in the death list, Qin Lun whispered to himself.
Meteor Street is the name given to the area where the broken starry sky is located. The area of ​​Meteor Street is about 6,000 square kilometers, with 8 million human beings living.
Before the millennium, Meteor Street was already recognized as a garbage dump in the world. In official records, this is a no-man's land. The eight million inhabitants here are all black hukou, and even if the baby is discarded here, there is no need to register the national identity and birth record.
How the residents live here, whether they have received education, or whether they have religious beliefs, are not known to the outside world. In this extremely difficult living environment, many humans with special talents have also been born here.
Some people who know part of the situation, I heard that the residents there live by collecting garbage for recycling.
Because the residents here have many special talents, they do not form the concept of good and evil in normal human society. Therefore, it is also a particularly attractive employment market for the world's underworld organizations. They use their living resources and weapons to attract special talents from Meteor Street.
"Well?" In thinking about it, Qin Lun suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart, and his body shape shook, and he lost his trace in place.
"Hey!" He had just left the place, and a slender nail was nailed to where he stood. The slightly rusted spikes are deeply embedded in the stone bricks. From the perspective of the nail tilting, the original shooting target should be Qin Lun's neck.
"Oh!" In the ruins of a pile of discarded electrical appliances in the distance, a flustered escape sounded. It seems that the attacker saw that the sneak attack was unsuccessful and was fleeing the scene.
"It doesn't seem to be a brilliant attacker!" He used a claw chain to hang himself in the ruins of the building, Qin Lun, looking at the two small silhouettes that fled in the distance, and touched the chin with his left hand.
"Just entering this world, I was attacked nearby... Occasionally? Or..." Qin Lun licked his mouth and shook his right hand. He jumped from the outer wall of the building and took advantage of the surrounding environment. Cover, quietly keep up with the two small figures in front.
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"Xiaonan, Xiaoyan, you have not harvested for three days, the old rules, you have no food today."
On an empty muddy ground, a group of weird people sit or lie around the open space. In the middle of the open space, there are two ragged children.
Two children, a man and a woman, the boy is about ten years old, his face is dark and muddy, his hair is like a chicken coop. I only wore a tattered vest and a square trousers, which seemed to be a certain kind of sack. His limbs were thin and thin, and his bare feet and arms were covered with dirt, and he couldn't see the original skin tone.
The girl is younger and younger than the boy. She has a tattered dress that is also modified from unidentified fabrics. The mess is braided into two scorpions and hangs behind her. Due to long-term malnutrition, the scorpion is dry and yellowish and dull.
At this time ~EbookFREE.me~ she is hiding behind the boy, pulling his arm, revealing a thin, tapered chin, a pair of bright black eyes looking at the adults in front of him.
The person who talks to two children is a thin man in this group. The man is of thin build, his nose is high and his nose is high and his eyes are sharp and eagle. His exposed limbs protruded like a living creature, one of which was inserted in his trouser pocket. The face is full of folds, and the hair is gray and white, and there is no specific age.
"Bone boss, we haven't eaten for three days, just a little food, just a little!" The boy hesitated for a moment, looked at the girl behind him, slowly crouched down and slammed heavily on the mud. "I don't have Relationship, but Xiaoyan is too small to hold. I beg you, just give me a little bit!"
"Xiaonan, you should understand that people who are useless will not be able to survive on Meteor Street." The tall, thin bones shook his head faintly, and suddenly there was a strange color in his eyes. "You have long understood what to do, you two In fact, you can live alone!"
When I heard the bones, there was no dirt on Xiaonan’s face, and suddenly a scary paleness was revealed. The head on the mud, a sweat from the forehead. The little cockroach behind him also had bright, dark eyes, and seemed to understand what was going on, loosening the boy's arm and slowly retreating.