Updated: 2012-07-26

Su had a chaotic dream.

In her dream, she was chasing and killing the traitor who betrayed her father. Su ran on a gray road, lined with crooked old trees and pointy gray-and-white houses. Strange figures watched her silently behind trees and in the house.

Even though he couldn't hear anything, he knew they were laughing at him.

Ahead, the figure walked slowly. But no matter how much Su sped up, it seemed that he would never be able to catch up with this shadow.

Anger and self-reproach filled Su's consciousness, and Su let out a terrible cry in her dream, and the one-handed sword flashed in her hand, and the silver light stabbed at the man's vest like a javelin.

The figure in front of him slowly turned his head, and Su saw Zero's face.

The long sword sank into Zero's body, and blood stains immediately appeared on the slender body.

"No!" Su cried out in horror.

The dream vanished, and Su opened her eyes and saw a red sky that seemed to be about to burn.

She sat up, sweat and blood mixed together, making Su feel viscous all over. There was a faint tingling pain in his body, and before he fainted, a picture of the Spider Queen emitting a powerful sonic boom from herself. Thinking of this monster, Su's eyes began to focus. She found herself sitting under the stands of the athletics field, next to Zero, who looked very weak with his back against the outer wall of the stands.

I wanted to move my body, but as soon as I moved, the blood vessels on the surface of my body that had been destroyed by the sonic boom were mixed with blood again. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and Zero's ears moved, and he opened his eyes when he heard Su's voice.

Looking into the field, the Spider Queen is gone. But the irregular flesh, viscera and broken shells on the field allowed Su to vaguely piece together the shadow of a monster. The old drunkard was creeping through the corpse of the Spider Empress, not knowing what he was looking for.

"You killed?" Su looked at Zero, unable to connect this mercenary with the killing of the Spider Empress.

Zero's ears had not yet recovered from the destruction of the sonic boom, and in the ears, the sound of the voice was just a meaningless note. But from the shape of her mouth, zero understood what she meant.

Nodding, Zero said: "Obviously, the internal tissues of that thing are not as strong as the surface of the body." ”

With that, Zero closed his eyes again. He was very weak, the sonic boom of the Spider Empress caused nearly half of the vascular tissue in his body to break, and in the impact of Zuihou's explosion, Zero broke at least three ribs, and his internal organs were also damaged or displaced to varying degrees. Fortunately, Ben is not only a monster hunter, but also an excellent battlefield first aid expert, and he has done a simple deal for Zero. For the time being, Zero can't die, but it will take at least a week to recover.

The more troublesome is Zero's eardrum, which has endured the sonic boom attack of the Spider Queen, and Zero is almost half-deaf, and it is quite difficult to repair it by his own body. However, with the current level of medical care, it is not difficult to repair the damaged eardrum, as long as you can afford it.

Zero relaxation of the body, this state is conducive to the body's self-repair. And to his surprise, Zero's body's self-healing ability is surprisingly strong. When he opened his eyes again, it was the middle of the moon, and most of Zero's injuries had recovered.

The broken blood vessels have healed again, and there are no less than 100 thin wounds on the body, and now there are only pink flesh gaps. If Zero had taken an X-ray now, he would have found that the broken ribs had been basically fixed, and the bone marks that still existed on them would have disappeared completely within two or three days. All that's left is hearing problems in the ear, and it will probably take some time to recover.

Even so, Zero himself was surprised by such a quick recovery. It reminded him of Hans, except that Hans recovered faster.

He stood up against the wall, and although he was not yet able to do strenuous exercise, he was able to walk on his own legs. On the other hand, the wounds on the surface of this woman's body have not even closed, and there are still beads of blood oozing from time to time.

Looking at Zero, Su was surprised and said, "You are also good at super-speed regeneration in the Fighting Domain?"

Apparently Zero hadn't heard of this ability, so he shook his head. Leaving a confused Su, Zero picked up the Colt that was placed next to him and walked towards the old drunkard who was sitting by a fire in the track field.

"You can't see it, you're already able to move around, it's good to be young. Ben saw Zero come over and threw a bottle at him.

Zero shakes his head, drinking with injuries is not a good thing. He tossed the bottle back to Ben, who took a sip and coughed violently.

When Zero sat down, the old drunkard dragged a package out of the side. It's a wrap, but it's actually Ben's trench coat, but it's wrapped in something now. Ben opened it, and inside was the fragments of the body of the Spider Empress, and God knows what the old drunkard was collecting these things for.

But Ben took out two or three things from it and pushed them in front of Zero, which were the Empress's shell fragments, a piece of skin and two eyeballs.

Looking at Zero's bewildered face, Ben couldn't help but daxiao a few times, patted these things and said, "Take them, these are good things." ”

The old drunkard pointed to the hard shell and said, "This thing is as hard as composite armor, but it is tighter and lighter. You can have a craftsman craft it into a dagger, and that sharpness can definitely pierce through a steel plate with ease. ”

The other two are also valuable, such as the Empress's soft tissue fragments. The flexibility of this thing is obvious to all, and this recommendation is to process it into a bulletproof vest. The empress's eyes didn't have a special function, but after the monster died, the crystals of the eyes hardened, making the two eyeballs glow like jewels.

Ben tells Zero that the eyeballs can be sold to gem merchants, who are absolutely willing to pay ten thousand or more for them.

No matter what the era, luxury is always there. If Zero could turn the pair of eyeballs into fine jewelry, their value would be tenfold and hundredfold. Naturally, it is impossible for Zero to have this kind of idle work and craftsmanship. Two eyeballs exceeded the reward of the task itself, and Zero had already had too many surprises.

He suddenly discovered that knowledge equals wealth, no matter what the era.

"I'm leaving. After handing the things to Zero, Ben picked up the package and patted his buttocks.

Zero didn't ask him where he went, he just felt pity. If he could, he would also like to learn from the old drunkard about Monster Hunter. But he doesn't have the authority to control people's actions, so Zero just stands up and hands Colt to Ben.

Ben looked at the long-barreled sniper rifle, shook his head, and said to Zero, "I'll give you this gun." ”

Zero Accident said: "Weishenme?"

"Because I'm old, and it's still young. Ben gently stroked the body of Colt's gun with the palm of his hand, and said, "You use it well, I think this old fellow can follow you to regain its former glory." By the way, this one is for you too. ”

Ben pulled out a crumpled notebook on his body and threw it to Zero.

"This is a diary of mine, which records the habits of most of the mutated creatures and what their value is. There are also some bits and pieces, you can look at them if you like them, and burn them if you don't like them. ”

With that, Ben threw the package onto his shoulder, and then slowly left the track and field with the wine bottle, disappearing into Zero's eyes.

Zero tucked the diary into his jacket, and to him, the diary was worth far more than what Honsho had given him. Cort, perhaps, would be an exception.

Zero still remembers the feeling of shooting with Colt, the roar and wildness of the bullet as it was discharged compared to that of the M500.

The hand casually touched the butt of the gun, and there was a notched feeling from the fingertips, and Zero saw a line of English engraved under the butt through the moonlight.

My Colt, you are the sickle of death!—Ben Douglas