Chapter 58 Love can overcome all difficulties. The lighthouse was soon broken. This...
The lighthouse was quickly folded; this kind of crude construction, where the surface appearance didn't require much attention, was the easiest to complete.
Li An turned the pile of papers over and over and took out a few sheets of paper of the same color as the ordinary buildings at the beginning.
Build two more houses.
They must be similar, so similar that they are indistinguishable from each other.
Then, Li An placed these two extremely similar buildings in the paper city, one on the left and one on the right sides of the ordinary building, squeezing it in the middle.
Neat and tidy, a happy family.
Li An nodded with satisfaction.
*
Two vampires, one of whom was the one who escaped before.
Maybe these people shouldn't go downstairs.
But there is no point in thinking about these things, because there is only one hunter responsible for patrolling this area. If they don't go downstairs to save people, the hunter will die and the vampires will have nothing to worry about.
The number of hunters had always been limited, and assigning them to each district was even more stretched. While there were a number of guards, mostly civilians, nearby, they had long since perished in the chaos.
Ordinary people can only serve as obstacles in this kind of battle with super powers.
In fact, the association does not support these people to participate in the mission. They only accept applications written by themselves and submitted together with their wills. They can only participate in the mission after all the applications are passed.
"There are no other hunters in this area, just that half-dead one." The returning vampire said to another vampire.
The two vampires chatted openly in the human territory in front of the hunter.
The hunter gritted his teeth and was slapped on the head by the old lady again.
She said, "Try tightening your muscles like this again."
There was no anesthesia, and blood was gushing out.
The hunter was discouraged.
The middle-aged couple held water guns, and their posture looked more like they were holding special firearms against vampires.
When the two bats first landed, they didn't dare to breathe twice. But now, with the vampire approaching, so close, the two ordinary people's hands didn't tremble and their hearts didn't beat fast.
My mother yelled, "What are you afraid of? At worst, I can just go down and accompany the child!"
After hearing this, the two men made up their minds and were no longer afraid of death.
The fear of death comes from the unknown, but now the couple knows that someone is waiting for them in the afterlife.
Their children are still in secondary education, their grades are average and they don't have much ability.
Yes, he is all alone down there. What if a ghost bullies him since he has no elders?
Dad murmured: "Son, if we die, you must remember that your parents died fighting vampires." Then it can be considered a heroic death. Will the association award them medals posthumously?
Then he rushed forward, like a moth to a flame.
Garlic water sprays out from the children's water gun.
However, the vampire, who had been warned by his kind long ago, waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew away all the garlic water at the right time.
My mother followed behind and fired a few more streams of water, but they were blown away again.
The little old lady didn't even look up: "That's a supernatural power, don't waste water."
She continued to sew without stopping, and this extremely simple operation was almost over.
Then she said, "Run if you want." If they ran fast enough, the vampire would kill the hunter first and they would survive.
The two men seemed to have not heard anything at all and just stood there motionless.
In fact, if these two people had not left the residential building, they would probably not have died.
The little old lady lowered her head while performing the operation. She made a serious mistake. The last time she performed a mission was more than 30 years ago.
Over the past thirty years, mission standards have certainly changed a lot, and patrol areas are larger than before. The Hunter Association can neither relax the membership standards nor leave human settlements alone, which has led to the current dilemma.
She asked, "When will the support arrive?"
With such a rapid mobilization, the Association must have been prepared in advance. Hunters from other regions must be on their way now. They probably held back to avoid alerting the vampires.
She didn't know that the only way to enter Area 17 had been completely blocked by the Fantasy Realm, and no hunters outside the area were allowed to enter.
The hunter blinked blankly before retrieving the information from his memory.
"Almost... should be... two minutes."
His voice became softer and softer, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and the pain made it difficult for him to stay awake.
The little old lady patted him, her elderly hands carrying the chill of the late night and rough calluses. He shook his head violently and continued to struggle on the edge of sleep.
Two ordinary people fought with two vampires.
They also carried silver knives, but even though the vampires were afraid of the silver knives and thus restrained their hands and feet, they still had a hard time fighting.
I have never met anyone with such great strength and such quick reaction.
That's right. Not to mention that vampires are not originally human. If they didn't have such racial talents, given their total numbers, they would have been wiped out by humans long ago.
The old lady was concentrating on sewing. She hadn't performed surgery on anyone for many years and was not very familiar with the technique.
The thread shuttled through the flesh and blood, pulling the two sides of the wound together.
Then, warm liquid sprayed over and fell like rain, pouring on the head of the doctor who had long since left the job.
Her heart sank, and her hands, far from shaking, sped up instead. Blood flowed down her face, and just as it was about to slide into her eyes, she wiped it off on her shoulder.
The doctor heard the deceased's family shouting, with sharp cries of despair, and rushed forward madly, roaring.
The doctor closed his eyes.
The cries of ordinary people did not last long and disappeared in the quiet wind of tonight.
The last stitch, finishing touch.
The doctor finally finished the operation.
The hunter, who had lost too much blood, reacted slowly. He supported himself on the ground and climbed up by pulling the doctor's arm.
He could hardly stand or speak.
The little old lady also stood up from the ground and patted the hunter on the shoulder.
In fact, it’s not really shoulders, because she is old. Even if a person has a straight back, it will inevitably bend down when they get old.
She just patted the hunter on the back, but the feeling still reminded her of something that happened a long time ago. At that time, she had not yet quit the Hunter Association, and after killing a hunter with her companions, they also put their arms around each other's shoulders like this.
The former hunter asked, "Are you afraid of death?"
Two minutes had passed, and there was still no sign of any support. She knew that something big must have happened outside, so she couldn't take care of this place at all.
Next you can only save yourself.
The hunter didn't understand why she asked this, but he still said firmly: "I'm not afraid."
If you were afraid, you wouldn't come to be a hunter. If you were afraid, you wouldn't come to carry out the mission tonight. If you were afraid, you would have run away when you were notified to write a will.
"Okay, the code card is still on you."
It was a small silver tag that hunters would always carry with them when they went on a mission, because sometimes they needed to use it to identify corpses.
The hunter nodded.
The little old lady seemed to smile.
Not knowing what these two people were doing, the vampire was cautious and did not rush forward. After all, killing two ordinary people did not require any thought, but killing a hunter was another matter.
I heard that hunters are the type who would drag their vampires with them even if they die. Neither of the two vampires wanted to die alone, so they didn't fight for a while.
The air suddenly became scorching at this moment.
It's not just the stalemate between the two sides.
The hunter felt the sudden rise in temperature behind him, and he sensed a completely unfamiliar fluctuation of supernatural power.
It turns out that this person also has special abilities, he just thought so.
The temperature rose rapidly, causing the vampires not far away to retreat again and again.
The active hunter gritted his teeth and unexpectedly used his supernatural power again. An invisible barrier rose up, covering this part of the street.
He already knew what the old man behind him wanted to do, so he didn't care and consumed his vitality to expand the range of his supernatural powers.
He usually just used his superpowers to cover himself and protect himself from harm, but today he realized that he actually had such potential, and the field of his superpowers was large enough to cover both the two people and the two ghosts.
Blood kept flowing from his body, and he was now a bloody man.
In order to maintain the strength of his superpowers, he not only cannot stop, but must continue to squeeze out his remaining life.
The temperature is so high...
The hunter thought vaguely.
His back was so numb that he could no longer feel anything. Only the dryness in his eyes reminded him to leave quickly.
So he didn't see that everything was melting.
The vampire was like a fish thrown on the shore, struggling desperately to escape.
...As expected of a vampire with racial talent, his scream before death is enough to be used as a means of attack, much sharper than the roar of an ordinary person before death.
The hunter sat down on the ground unsteadily. He lowered his head and finally saw his legs.
It turns out it melted, no wonder it couldn't stand.
At this time, he was still able to maintain his supernatural power field.
The vampire is dying.
The temperature finally rose to the point where no one could survive.
A extreme point.
Silent explosion.
The hunter couldn't see the expression of the person behind him, but he wondered.
——She must be very calm.
Everything on this street was melting away rapidly, and all the places covered by the supernatural power field melted into a liquid state.
When the explosion subsided, the supernatural field also dissipated with the departure of its owner.
In the residential building, someone opened the curtains and looked out at the street.
Chaos, nothingness, so mixed up that one couldn't tell the difference between the corpses and the road.
The streetlight fell to the ground, its pole having long since melted.
The four human corpses were like four tiny moths, melting into the road surface, unable to be distinguished or seen.
When a moth flies into a flame, does it really never think that it will be burned to death?
*
A long time after this.
It was not until the end of this long night, in the early morning, that new groups of hunters arrived to clean up the scene.
In the melted ruins, they found two long-deformed silver tags. After multiple identifications, they were able to barely confirm the code on them.
One is a hunter who died in the line of duty, and the other is a former hunter who left the association thirty-three years ago. He is mainly responsible for medical logistics. His special ability is extremely high temperature. Judging from the rating, it should be a very dangerous special ability.
Her withdrawal application stated the reasons for her application.
[I ran around everywhere because of my child's death, and spent all my money to find the vampire, and now I have finally killed it.]
I can't say I regret it, but it has seriously impacted my daily work. I still can't get a good night's sleep. My psychologist suggested I apply for a long-term leave, but I think I need to leave this environment.
[Also, although the theoretical upper limit of my supernatural power is very high, my talent is too poor. I have tried for a long time but still cannot fully master it. I have consulted many teachers and seniors in the field of supernatural powers, and they advised me not to practice this supernatural power anymore.]
[When this ability reaches a level strong enough to kill a vampire, I will be devoured at the same time, which is no different from self-destruction.]
[And I really don't like blood, even more now.]
*
Then, let me add a few words about the lighthouse. It doesn’t look good when it’s bare.
Li An installed a paper ladder on the outside of the lighthouse, which spiraled up around the outside of the lighthouse. She imagined that someone should climb up from here, climb to the top of the lighthouse, and then turn on a light that would be enough to illuminate the city.
She painted the large lamp mounted on top of the lighthouse a light fluorescent color.
When Li An finished these things and was thinking about what to fold next, Suibian suddenly asked, "Don't you want to go and take a look?"
He even killed a god just for that stone tree last time, but now he has no intention of going to see it.
"What?"
After a quick thought, he said something else: "Isn't your bell ringer still outside? He's holding your gem. Don't you want him to come quickly?"
"Why rush? The city isn't built yet."
Naturally, there is no rush to ring the bell.
Li An continued to concentrate on origami buildings.
The black cat looked at Him, and the recovery process of its godhood accelerated for no reason, even surpassing the recovery speed when it obtained the pair of god's eyes.
Ordinary buildings, so numerous that they felt subtly terrifying, took shape under His hands.
They form the basis of Paper City.
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