Chapter 293

Name:Death Notice Author:Gluttonous Monk
World scene: full time Hunter

time: 10:00 am, September 21, 2071, location: Meteor Street

main task: insufficient data

"stink!" As soon as Qin Lun regained consciousness, he felt a stench coming straight to his nose.

When the orange shield around him disappeared, he turned around and found himself in a narrow lane.

This alley is the path between two abandoned buildings, less than two meters wide. It is full of domestic garbage everywhere, like a forgotten temporary garbage heap. The air is emitting a disgusting smell.

"Hiss!" Just as Qin Lun frowned and wanted to leave, a shabby radio set on a wooden box not far away from him suddenly made a noise. Although it sounds meaningless to others, the death list of young people has turned into a reminder of the world.

"A unique world for hunters?" Looking at the information in the death list, Qin Lun could not help but brighten his eyes. However, he slowly frowned, "the difficulty of the world actually leaped from corporal to Colonel level!"

He still remembered that in the World War II, there was a task of the most difficult level. Once the difficulty of the mission rises to the school level, it means that there will be force equivalent to the third level of apostles.

Although the difficulty of the mission does not mean personal force, just think about President David of justice alliance and Mrs. Monica, the queen of sandstorm, and you can understand that there is no lack of powerful fighting profession in the world.

"Without a magic system, it's understandable." Qin Lun sighed helplessly. He prepared so many magic scrolls, which were all destroyed by the broken star. "But why does the broken star weaken the pain sensation by 70%. Does it think that I may not be able to withstand the torture of some forces, and can't help revealing the secret of the broken star?"

Qin Lun left his mouth and continued to look down at other introductions about the world.

According to Qin Lun's request, the broken star sent him into a human world where the hunter profession was popular. Apart from the big and small islands in the ocean, there are six continents in the world. Like the Earth Federation, the dominant intelligent creatures are human beings.

However, the surface area of the planet is much larger than that of the earth. Even the smallest continent of Asia is almost twice the size of Eurasia. As for the largest area and the largest number of islands, ulubi'an is almost ten times the area of Eurasia.

The world's technology is probably in the old calendar of the Earth Federation in the late 1990s. The means of transportation have been quite advanced, forming a three-dimensional network of land, sea and air. There are also mobile phones, computer networks and other advanced facilities in communication.

Just different from the Earth Federation, the world has not developed thermonuclear weapons, and the top force is some powerful human beings. These humans have all kinds of powerful and unimaginable abilities, among which the largest and most representative group are "hunters".

The concept of "Hunter" given in the death list is slightly different from that Qin Lun understood. The world's "hunters" not only hunt wild animals, they also hunt anything they are interested in.

Ingredients, music, painting, precious animals, ancient treasures, secret places, relics All the unknown things and the dreams that human beings can have, powerful human beings who have the ability to explore and study for this purpose, and finally "capture" them, are called "hunters".

Hunters have existed in this world for thousands of years, and formed a relatively loose Hunter Association. Hunter association is a service organization that provides information and work for hunters. It has no mandatory binding force on its members.

Therefore, as long as they pass the test of the hunter Association, no matter what kind of people, including thieves, thieves, murderers, can become one of them, and get the intelligence support and work opportunities of the hunter Association.

"There seems to be a gap with my needs. Forget it, there is too little information. Wait and see." Qin Lun's eyes flashed, pinched his fingers and stepped out of the alley. The lingering stench here made him unbearable.

It seems that the "Hunter" in this world has little to do with Qin Lun's jungle Hunter occupation, which includes almost all the fighting occupations, and even some outstanding people who excel in life skills. It can be called "full-time Hunter".

In addition to the name of a "Hunter", such a world is quite different from Qin Lun's previous demand for space-time set pieces, which makes him feel a bit confused. However, now that he has just entered the mission world, he can't make an accurate judgment just based on a few hints of broken stars.

After walking out of the alley, Qin Lun slowly raised his eyebrows and showed more doubts in his eyes.

In the distance of the street, the garbage piles as high as mountains are like moats, which enclose the street area where he is. Qin Lun shakes his nose, which wakes up that the odor just now seems to exist not only in the alleys, but also everywhere in this area, which has become a normal environment.

"Why does the broken star send me into this garbage area? Is there any clue to guide the task here?""When!" Qin Lun's face was expressionless. He kicked a can at his feet and looked at the surrounding environment as disorderly as the scene of the bomb attack. He was speechless for a while. He thought that the alley was even a garbage dump, but it was the cleanest place in this area.

"Meteor Street Such a good name can be used to call a garbage filled area. " Looking back at the tips in the death list, Qin Lun whispered to himself.

Meteor street is the name given by the broken sky to the area where it is located. The area of meteor street is about 6000 square kilometers, and there are 8 million people living in it.

Thousands of years ago, meteor street has been recognized as a garbage dump in the world. On official records, it is a no man's land. The eight million residents here are all black registered. Even if the baby is abandoned here, there is no need to register national identity and birth records.

How the residents live here, whether they have received education or religious belief is unknown to the outside world. In this extremely difficult living environment, there are also many people with special talents born here.

Some people who know part of the story have heard that the residents there live by collecting garbage for recycling.

Because many of the residents here have special talents and have not formed the concept of good and evil in normal human society. Therefore, this is also the employment market favored by the world's Mafia organizations. They use living resources and weapons to attract special talents from meteor street.

"Well?" In the process of thinking, Qin Lun suddenly moved in his heart and lost his trace.

"Ding!" As soon as he left the spot, a thin iron nail was nailed to the place where he had stood. From the angle of the inclination of the nails, the original target of shooting should be Qin Lun's neck.

"Whoa!" In the ruins of a pile of abandoned electrical appliances in the distance, there was a panic sound of escape. It seems that the attackers were fleeing the scene when they saw that the surprise attack was not successful.

"It doesn't seem like a brilliant attacker!" Qin Lun, who was hanging himself in the middle of the ruins building with claw chain, looked at two small figures in the distance who fled in panic, and touched his chin with his empty left hand.

"As soon as I entered the world, I was attacked nearby By chance? Or... " Qin Lun turned his mouth, and his right hand shook. He jumped down from the outer wall of the building. With the help of the surrounding environment, Qin Lun kept up with the two small figures in front of him.

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"Xiaonan, Xiaoya, you haven't harvested in three days. According to the old rules, you don't have any food today."

In an open mud field, a group of people dressed strangely sit or squat around the open space. In the middle of the clearing were two children in rags.

Two children, one male and one female, the boy is about ten years old. His face is covered with black mud and his hair is like a chicken coop. I only wore a ragged vest and a pair of boxers, which seemed to be made of some kind of sack. His limbs were as thin as wood, his bare feet and arms were covered with mud, and he could not see the original skin color at all.

The girl is even smaller than the boy. She is wearing a ragged dress which is also made of unknown fabric. Her hair is braided into two braids and hung behind her. As a result of long-term malnutrition, the braids are dry, burnt yellow and lusterless.

At this time, she was hiding behind the boy, holding his arm, protruding her thin, tapered chin, and looking at the adults in front of her with bright black eyes in fear.

The man who spoke to the two children was one of the tall and thin men in the group. The man was thin, with a high raised bridge of nose and sharp eyes in a deep socket. His bare limbs bulged like a living skeleton, with one hand in his trouser pocket. His face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray and white, and he could not see his 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, knelt down slowly, and knocked heavily on the mud. "I don't care, but Xiaoya is too small to hold up. Please, just give me some! "

"Xiaonan, you should understand that no one can survive in meteor street without help." The thin and tall bone shook his head lightly, and suddenly there was a strange color in his eyes, "you have known how to do it. You two can live alone!"

Hearing the words of the bone, Xiaonan's face had no dirt, and suddenly showed a frightening pallor. The head that knock on the mud ground, a sweat bead came out from forehead. And the little girl behind him also stare big bright black eyes, seem to understand what, release the boy's arm, slowly back away.