In just about ten seconds, Zhang Yanhang had reached the end of the fork in the road, appearing in front of three Gamma Type Hunters.
As they sensed the intense vibrations caused by Zhang Yanhang’s running, all three Gamma Type Hunters simultaneously opened their quadrisectional mouths filled with sharp fangs, launching their long red tongues directly targeting Zhang Yanhang’s trunk, waist, and lower limbs.
Although to others, the Gamma Type Hunters’ sickly flesh-colored skin and large yellow pus-filled eyes near their eyes looked repulsively ugly, and the enormous maws that could pulverize a person, skin and bones included, into minceat might even be considered horrifying,
in Zhang Yanhang’s eyes, the three Gamma Type Hunters with their gaping, fanged maws poised to feed seed as adorable as hungry fledglings desperately needing to be fed by Mother Bird.
Watching the energy shield getting entangled by the three sticky tongues, Zhang Yanhang, feeling a fond affection, thought, as their ’Mother Bird,’ it was his duty to respond.
Zhang Yanhang promptly raised his M4A1 rifle and fed the three Gamma Type Hunters’ mouths a copious amount of brass-colored ’big worms.’
Dada dada! Dada dada!
While feeding, Zhang Yanhang said, "Is that enough, kiddos? Need more? Bugs should be eaten fresh; they taste better when they’re warm."
After firing half a magazine of bullets, the brains and innards of the two front-positioned Gamma Type Hunters were obliterated, imdiately falling silent.
Only the Gamma Type Hunter positioned at the back managed to stagger a step forward but then vomited a large mouthful of putrid blood mixed with fragnts of its innards.
It was evident that this Hunter was barely hanging on; after spewing out a large mouthful of blood, its condition rapidly declined, falling into a pit. As it tried to take a second step, its thick lower limbs lost balance, and it toppled onto the corpses of the other two Gamma Type Hunters with a thud.
Although the bodies of the front two Hunters absorbed so of the bullets, the remaining rounds were still enough to successfully kill it.
The Gamma Type Hunter lying on its comrades’ bodies spilled a large amount of bloody foam from its mouth before following its comrades into stillness.
"Successfully killed a First Tier Three Star Monster ’Gamma Type Hunter (ordinary)’ ×1, Soul points 10."
"Successfully killed a First Tier Three Star Monster ’Gamma Type Hunter (ordinary)’ ×1, Soul points 10."
"Successfully killed a First Tier Three Star Monster ’Gamma Type Hunter (ordinary)’ ×1, Soul points 10."
Though the death process seed lengthy, in a normal person’s eyes, the death of the three Gamma Type Hunters was almost instantaneous, with the last one dying a re second after the first two.
To an ordinary person, it would appear that the last Gamma Type Hunter almost died from ’being emotionally touched to the point of vomiting blood’ right after devouring the ’love bullets’ Zhang Yanhang fed it.
The primary reason Zhang Yanhang could observe more details was Perception, but other minor reasons also played a part, such as his high Agility attribute and the additional Neural Reflex Speed from his Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil Skill, aiding in observing the enemy’s actions.
Zhang Yanhang paused montarily, and a green Treasure Box appeared above the corpses of the three Gamma Type Hunters. As their bodies were all piled up together, Zhang Yanhang couldn’t discern which ’little cutie’ dropped the box.
But it didn’t matter; he was happy as long as he could get the Treasure Box, regardless of who dropped it.
Zhang Yanhang was mainly thrilled to encounter the three Gamma Type Hunters because it made him suddenly realize sothing.
If the Evaluation Settlent Treasure Box only listed thirty Gamma Type Hunters, didn’t it an he only needed to slay thirty? All the other monster counts he needed were already exceeded; having just the required number of Gamma Type Hunters should be sufficient, right?
With this thought, Zhang Yanhang ca to a strange conclusion; as long as he could finish off thirty Gamma Type Hunters, he might be able to end the sewer cleaning task early, especially since he ca to the sewers mainly to kill Gamma Type Hunters. Completing that number should an mission accomplished.
At present, Zhang Yanhang ntally tallied that he had eliminated twenty-three Gamma Type Hunters in total, only seven shy of the required thirty.
Of these twenty-three, sixteen ca from a previous sewer cleaning operation, four were from a slot machine where each jackpot refreshed two, giving a total of four from two pool clearings, and the final three were the ones he had just dealt with.
"Just seven more Gamma Type Hunters to go, maybe this sewer cleaning operation can indeed end early," Zhang Yanhang mused aloud as he sprinted out of the fork, heading toward another pathway.
The reason Zhang Yanhang harbored this unusual idea primarily stemd from his concern that his Physical Strength might not suffice during the sewer cleaning process.
Previously, he could work consecutively for fourteen hours without rest, but now, that was no longer feasible. Despite still possessing the will and belief to work overti, the physical limitations ant that even if he wanted to, he couldn’t work overti.
Now, because of the increase in energy consumption from his Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil Skill, Zhang Yanhang could barely maintain two hours of continuous work before needing to rest.
It must be said, the First Tier limit on his Constitution restricted his performance, but after advancing to Second Tier, he estimated he could regain the ability to work overti anyti he wanted, for as long as fourteen hours per job.
Although such overti was notorious for causing sudden deaths, those cases were common among ordinary people. For a physically robust Awakener like him, it was improbable that a simple overti session could lead to sudden death. While it wouldn’t be feasible to work overti continually for years, at least he could endure it a few more tis before that happened.
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