"The prey has appeared now, but I don't know who the hunter will be. I hope he can show up sooner rather than later. Don't wait until I die like Tang Hao before showing up..."
Xia Xu had no other choice at this time and could only pray silently that the protagonist of "Hunter" would appear sooner.
As a hunter, he is definitely here to hunt prey. At the very least, he can be evenly matched with that unknown creature. And judging by the plot and the name, the protagonist will definitely win in the end.
He is not needed to save the world or eliminate the crisis. The only thing he has to do now is to survive until the protagonist appears and try not to become a victim of the monster's brutality and power in the course of the plot.
“It’s such a… powerless feeling.”
This feeling of relying on luck for life and death made Xia Xu feel very uneasy, as if he had lost control of his entire life and felt extremely insecure.
He didn't want to sit there and wait for death, but after careful thought, he realized that unless he gave up his studies and moved away immediately, he would have to go with the flow and there would be no room for him to struggle and break out of the situation.
First of all, it is obviously unrealistic to apply for protection from official agencies such as the police. What should I say? Say that I am a supporting role in a film or TV drama, and now the drama is going on in reality, and the monster is coming to kill me
I'm afraid that just saying this will make people think I'm crazy. If I meet someone with a strong sense of responsibility and a lenient attitude, he or she will probably be sent to a mental hospital on the spot.
As for self-protection, that's nonsense. This is within the territory of Xia State. Don't even think about hot weapons. Even cold weapons are difficult to carry with you.
Hand-to-hand combat is barely feasible, but it takes a long time to acquire actual combat capabilities, not to mention his one-star fighting talent, even five-star talent is unlikely.
Moreover, if learning some fighting skills can help you fight against the "prey" in the "Hunter" plot, then this "prey" is too weak.
After much thought, it is basically impossible to protect oneself. The only slightly feasible way is to seek help from external forces.
It is obvious that there is no way to get help from the official side, so we can only look for private security forces. The simplest and most brutal way is to spend money to hire a few bodyguards from a security company.
But the same problem still exists. Except for those domestic security companies that are responsible for escorting bank armored vehicles, other bodyguards and security guards are simply not capable of carrying guns. It is still unclear whether they can be of any use if they really encounter some non-human creatures.
If an ordinary bodyguard or security guard encounters a non-human creature, he will probably either be killed or abandon his employer and run away on the spot. He cannot hire or afford someone who is truly strong and brave enough to fight.
He can fight against prey like a hunter protagonist, and without the help of hot weapons. He must be a soldier king level. Not to mention whether he can meet such a person, even if he meets him, he can't afford him with the money in his pocket now.
Therefore, it seems that all he can do now is to wait for "death" and pray that he will be lucky enough not to be found by his "prey".
Perhaps he could get rid of all this by honestly giving up school and moving away, but this is actually a paradox. If the monsters won't find him for special reasons such as the 'plot', then there is no danger for him to stay or not. But if the monsters are bound to find him for special reasons, then he will still be found if he leaves, and without the possible help of the protagonist of the plot, he will only die faster, and there is no doubt that he will die.
The only consolation is probably the existence of the little white flowers.
My luck is better than that of ordinary people... I think so.
…
After a stalemate at the school gate for a while, the school finally decided that they did not want the matter to become too big a deal and that it would not be good to block the school gate and affect students' classes, so they invited Tang Hao's family members into the school office building to discuss the matter.
Xia Xu had no idea what happened next, nor did he want to find out. He just followed the crowd into the school gate and went to his classroom as planned.
But at this moment, he was obviously no longer able to concentrate on his classes and enjoy the so-called campus life. His mind was filled with the Hunter plot and his own life and death.
"Are you okay?"
Perhaps noticing that Xia Xu was in a trance the whole day, Tang Youxin came over on her own initiative, rarely. She suppressed her shyness and the strange looks from others, and asked worriedly.
"Something's wrong. I feel sick and I won't live long."
Xia Xu leaned on the desk with his face propped up, responding weakly. He was already in a state of depression and boredom, so he looked a little weak and sick.
Tang Youxin suddenly became a little nervous and at a loss: "Ah? Then... what should I do?"
"I feel like if you just say good luck to me it should get better."
As Xia Xu was speaking, he couldn't help laughing at the little white flower's silly reaction, and his expression became a little out of control.
"I'm not a god, and there's no way I can cure an illness by relying on luck."
Tang Youxin naturally understood at this time. Perhaps because she was already familiar with it, she even muttered something in a low voice with a bit of indignation in her tone.
But she hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I wish... I wish you good luck, okay?"
"I feel much better, but you're right, there's no such thing as healing by luck."
Xia Xu sneered, finally perked up a little and stretched himself.
After standing up and stretching his muscles, he rubbed Little White Flower's forehead and warned, "Don't run around recently, and don't go out at night. Do you understand?"
"Oh~"
Tang Youxin nodded subconsciously and said "Oh", but then she probably felt that this was a bit strange, so she quickly added in a low voice: "I don't go out very often anyway."
"That would be best."
Xia Xu, who was still thinking of using Tang Hao's death to explain and advise, was slightly stunned, then smiled.
It's just right without any further ado.
"Boss, I found out the exact address of Zhang Jianmin in the Times Royal Court neighborhood today, and I just saw a middle-aged man with a square face walk in. He was drunk and reeked of alcohol. He should be the Zhang Jianmin you mentioned, right?"
Finally, it wasn't all bad news today. When school was almost over in the afternoon, Yang Bowen called to report his latest progress.
Although I got Zhang Jianmin's address yesterday, I didn't see him in person, so I can't be 100% sure. I only know which community he got off the bus in, but I don't know the specific building and house number, which is nonsense.
Now Yang Bowen finally confirmed Zhang Jianmin's address and met him in person.
"Yes, it should be him."
The image Yang Bowen described was almost identical to the Zhang Jianmin he had met last time. Xia Xu was naturally more certain, nodded slightly, and then said:
"You keep an eye on him for now and try to find out where he's been going during this time. At the very least, make sure you can find him whenever you want, or get his exact contact information. I'll go take a look later, so send me the location."
"Okay, no problem, boss, don't worry, I'll keep him under close watch. I'll send you the address right away."
Yang Bowen on the other end of the phone made a promise, his chest pounding.
Xia Xu asked again: "Wait, how is the old man on the construction site that I asked you to find?"
When Yang Bowen heard Xia Xu ask about this, he suddenly became a little unhappy: "Uh... Boss, I have visited all the construction sites you mentioned, but I haven't seen the old man selling antiques yet."