Chapter Twenty-Seven: Departure
Yan Yin was lying on the operating table with his upper body **, one by one suction cups were attached to his chest, connected to a pile of precision instruments around him, an old man was busy next to the instrument, the room was not hot, but the sweat on his head was like staying in the sauna, Mr. Na sat on the side and read the newspaper casually.
"What's going on? What's going on? My reasoning couldn't be wrong! His wounds should have healed, but ......" the old man pushed his eyes, and then grabbed his few hairs fiercely.
"Don't tell me your theories! The reality is that Yan Yin's injury is not yet healed, and other strenuous activities cannot be carried out at all, except for basic life movements. Mr. Na flipped through the pages of the newspaper and continued: "Look at him, people's hair is gray, look at you, although it is quite hard to be hit by that thing, but you can't even heal this non-fatal wound." β
Yan Yin sat up, and the suction cups on his body fell off one by one.
"Yanyin, have you really decided?" Mr. Na put down the newspaper and stared at him intensely.
"Yes, I'm going outside to find the purple moonweed." Yan Yin nodded.
"It's something that doesn't make sense, you know? I've already told you where the purple moon grass is. Mr. Na stood up and walked into Yanyin's operating table. I could even lose my life and go home empty-handed, even I ......"
"I understand." Yan Yin interrupted him, raised his head, and stared straight into his eyes. "I understand my own injuries better, you know, the middle military school will not accept a wounded, even if it is an S-level in a key school, or a former S-level, in other words, my position has been replaced by Nuoxin."
Mr. Na was silent for a few seconds.
"You know, you've been in this battle."
"Well, I was also injured because of this."
"You've had that honor, and you're still part of that squad."
"Talking to a wasted person about glory is a shame for a wasted person, and staying in a healthy squad is a burden to the team."
"Good! I won't stop you! People who can't beat even semi-genetically modified dogs in this state actually want to pick purple moon grass. OK! I won't stop you from going to die. β
"Huh...... Thanks a lot. β
"And then." Mr. Na suddenly threw a badge to Yanyin.
Yan Yin reached out to catch it, but the badge slipped from his wrist and fell to his knee, and he slowly picked up the badge and looked at it carefully.
It was a gold-edged badge with a white sword on a black background, the tip of the sword was still dripping with black blood, and it bloomed with white light to force the surrounding darkness back, like a sword of judgment.
"'Inquisitor'?" Yan Yin asked, looking at the badge.
"Can you get out without the Hunter Guild's squad badge?" Mr. Na asked rhetorically.
Mr. Na seemed unwilling to stay any longer, so he walked out, and the little old man went out with him.
Yan Yin stood up, put on a brown coat and a peaked cap to cover his white hair, and then went back to the bedroom to pack his luggage.
The winter break is not over yet, and there is still no one on campus.
It's still noon, about one o'clock.
Half an hour later, Yan Yin stood at the school gate with a small suitcase and a large hand-pulled suitcase.
Soon, a luxurious black sports car drove up to the school gate, and Booker stepped down.
"I've kept the young master waiting." Booker reached out to take his luggage.
"You're almost 15 minutes slow." Yan Yin handed Booker the large hand-pulled box in his left hand. continued: "Did you bring what I told you that day? β
"In the car."
"Take it out. I went straight away."
"Do you want to, Booker will send the young master."
"No, you don't."
"Young Master, are you really going?"
Yan Yin looked up at it, and then spat out a word without mercy.
"Yes."
Booker opened the trunk and took out a bulging travel bag from inside, then handed it to Yanyin.
Yan Yin took it, immediately put on the black travel bag that fit him well, and walked straight away.
In the principal's room, the principal watched the scene from the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.
"Do you think he really went to the purple moongrass?" The headmaster asked Mr. Na behind him.
"A two-in-10 probability." Mr. Na replied respectfully.
"Oh? Why? β
"With all due respect, he is stronger, wiser, and more judgmental than Barlow, your grandson, but in this matter he seems like a moth to a fool."
"And do you think he's going to do it?" The headmaster smiled and turned to look at Mr. Na.
"I'm afraid I'm thinking the same way you think."
"But you don't have permission to know that thing." The headmaster sighed. "According to what is written, I guess no one who comes out will want to go back, but it is not without reason that we call them crazy, and besides, he is still a child, so don't substitute him as an adult."
"If he really looks like a child, I'm going to stop him from going out even if it's tied up."
"That's right! How is machine 8? The headmaster asked suddenly.
Professor Yan said...... He'll finish her well. Mr. Na's face changed.
The headmaster sighed, muttering something incessantly.
When the needle pointed to three o'clock, Yan Yin still walked slowly towards the outer city wall.
The "Hunter" guild is actually inconspicuous, but everyone knows it, and only the "Hunter" can travel to and from the outside world and the city through special channels, and after today's biological genetic mutation, whether it is an animal or a plant, the benefits to people are extraordinary.
An hour later, Yan Yin was standing in front of the building of the "Hunters" union.
"This ......" Yan Yin took out a map, looked at it carefully, and then looked at the building in front of him.
"Isn't this really a coffee shop?" Yan Yin was a little stunned.
The building in front of Yan Yin is exactly the same as a coffee shop, but the size is at least bigger than a coffee shop, I don't know how much, if it weren't for the three obvious big words "Hunter" written on the signboard, otherwise Yan Yin would definitely not even have the idea of going in.
Yan Yin stretched out his hand to push open the door and walked into the "Hunter" union, which was really exactly the same as a coffee shop, there were not many people, but if it was a shopkeeper, the faΓ§ade was not deserted.
When a waiter-like man saw Yan Yin walk in, he greeted him with a smile on his face, he walked up to Yan Yin, bent down, and whispered in Yan Yin's ear: "This is not the place where children should come. β
"I have a badge." Yan Yin replied coldly.
"Badge?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, then straightened up and said with a smile: "The badge of the family is useless, if you don't leave, I have to send you out in person." β
Yan Yin didn't answer him, he gently lowered the duffel bag, leaned the small duffel bag against it, and then turned around and kicked the waiter hard at the inside of his knee.
The waiter reacted quickly, took a small step backwards, and then met his right leg at the same time.
Yan Yin didn't intend to catch the waiter's attack after hitting the air with the first blow, but simply made a backflip to open up the distance, and with a flick of his right hand, he threw something into the waiter's face.
The waiter subconsciously stopped attacking and caught the thing with his hand.
"'Inquisitor'?" The waiter glanced at the thing in his hand, and then asked respectfully.
"It means you're not blind." Yan Yin pulled down his hat.
The movements of the two had already attracted the attention of some people, but they just watched coldly.
"Since you're a member of the Hunters' Guild, would you like a drink, or would you like to find a suitable bounty for your companions?" The waiter patted his clothes a few times, handed the things in his hand back to Yan Yin, and then asked respectfully.
"I'm going out." Yanyin's voice echoed in this big "coffee shop", and most of them fell silent, looking at the child who didn't know the height of the sky.
"Wait...... Wait, I didn't hear you. The waiter's expression froze a little, and he plucked out his ears, thinking that he was hallucinating.
"Oh, I'm not blind in my eyes, but I'm deaf in my ears." Yan Yin sneered.
"Are you really going out?"
"Do you have to say it in your ear word by word for you to understand?"
"But ......"
"It's a dangerous time, I know."
The waiter was a little sluggish, after all, the so-called "dangerous period", but the "rookie killer", he sighed.
"You don't have the right to influence the decisions of the Hunters unionists, but you have only one ......"
"What? Can't you write the rules? β
"Okay, come with me."
The waiter turned around and led Yanyin to the coffee shop.
At this time, Yan Yin saw clearly that on the white wall inside, there were all bounty announcements, whether it was a request to pull out a few special grasses, or the organs of some mutated monsters, everything was there, and what was even more attractive was the long string of numbers below.
There is a door in the center of the white wall, which looks like a large rectangular hole to be exact.
"Is this the entrance?" Yan Yin asked
"No, it's not an entrance, but if you take it in the sense of the word entrance, maybe it is." The waiter paused, and then said, "Enter this 'hole', go straight down, there is a dark blue electromagnetic elevator in the deepest part, and you will be the exit after you take the elevator up." β
Yan Yin nodded, walked into the "entrance", and just took a step, a word came from the waiter behind him.
"Be careful, there is only one exit from the Punishment City, and that is our only exit, and all the creatures in the Punishment City know it, even if it is a monster."
Yan Yin's heart tightened, but his pace did not slow down.
This somewhat dimly lit passage went straight down for nearly 20 minutes and finally came to the place of the dark blue elevator.
Yan Yin suddenly covered his chest with his right hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.
This inexplicable vomiting of blood made him worry.
"No...... There is definitely something wrong with my body, and although I have obtained a special ability, my body strengthened by the original ability cannot be used at all, and the gains outweigh the losses. β
Yan Yin wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve and walked into the elevator.
The elevator was fast and comfortable.
"The elevator reaches the ground in five seconds, and the elevator opens in ten seconds, so please be ready."
Yan Yin took off his coat, revealing the battle suit inside, and he opened the small suitcase and took out the Moon Slash and the Arm Crossbow and Crossbow Arrows.
"Three, two, one, open." Yan Yin counted silently in his heart.
The elevator door slowly opened, and Yan Yin suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition.
A pair of blood-red eyes shot straight into his face through the crack in the door that slowly opened the elevator.
"Damn, I'll just say, a fool went to pick purple moon grass, now, in this case, it's better to let me pick purple moon grass."