Hunter's Honeymoon Handbook

Qi Ya ran wildly for two days and two nights with Xiaojie on his back, until the dawn of the third day, when the sky was about to break, he arrived at the border entry point of NGL.

His body was covered with small wounds pierced by various thorns on the road, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

His mind went blank.

There are only two words in it.

go away.

go away.

go away.

If there is any wish, it is to protect Xiaojie's safety. After all, it is to stay away from this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

There is no self in his eyes, let alone extra thoughts to think.

The only option is to leave and... seek the support of the Hunter Association.

In the early morning of the third day, Kita knelt down in front of the big office tree that they passed by when they entered the country a week ago.

Fear can always stimulate the infinite potential of human beings. It took Qiya only two days and two nights to return to the journey that took more than a week.

Of course, there is a difference. After all, when going there, you need to guide the footsteps of ordinary people, and you also need to explore the way and deal with various chimera ant patrols.When you come back, you just need to keep running, and run regardless of everything.

Qiya in front of the giant tree shook his hands, and placed Xiaojie, who was still unconscious, next to a thick tree root, while he limply climbed up to the immigration office located in the middle of the trunk, under the surprised eyes of the staff, Borrowed a phone.

He pressed the number with great difficulty, and the blood from the wound on his palm was smeared on the smooth screen, which looked shocking.

Qi Ya dialed out the phone and put it to his ear.

"Doo-doo-doo-ah, hello."

"I'm Nitro."

The familiar old man responded energetically on the phone.

Qi Ya lowered his head, suddenly exerted force with his fingers, and squeezed the phone tightly, and suddenly several cracks appeared on the surface of the phone.

He was silent for a moment, his throat moved up and down, but he didn't speak, only let out a few heavy gasps.

"Hello? Hello? Are you all right?"

Nitro, on the other end of the line, began to worry.

"It's Qi Ya, what happened to you?"

"President Nitro, where have you been, I..."

After a long time, Qi Ya opened his pale lips and asked in a dry voice.

"Oh, we're almost at the NGL office, half an hour later, Chiya, don't get excited, speak slowly."

The leader of the hunter sensed the difference in the situation, and immediately used a loving voice to appease Qi Ya, who was obviously in a wrong mood.

"..."

"Quick... I'm useless, please..."

Qi Ya suddenly choked up and sucked his nose.

He raised his head, pursed his thin lips tightly, and lowered his cat eyes in a rare way. A gleam of water condensed in his eyes, and a gleam of light rolled across the surface of his blue-purple pupils like a mirror at the bottom of the water.

"Please—go save Kate!"

He squeezed the phone in his hands tightly and shouted hoarsely.

"It's me, I'm too weak..."

"I really can't find a way... Guh—!"

With a click, the phone in Qi Ya's hand shattered.

On the other side of the phone, Nitro slowly put it on his lap as he heard the sound of the phone being hung up in his ear.

He turned his head to look at the two companions in the back seat looking out of the window with relaxed faces, and let out a yell.

"Nov, Mo Laowu."

"Get your spirits up."

On the other side, Qi Ya stared blankly at the broken phone in his hand, and after throwing the bank/bank/card in his pocket at the face of the owner of the phone, he left the office in mid-air with a distraught expression on his face.

Step by step, he slowly walked to the side of the sleeping Xiaojie, sat heavily on the ground, took off his shirt, and gently covered Xiaojie.

Because of the emergency at the time, he didn't show mercy when he knocked Xiaojie unconscious, so he didn't know when Xiaojie would wake up.

Maybe days, maybe months.

Qi Ya looked blankly at the blue sky, then at Xiaojie, and finally bent his legs and buried his face in his knees.

"...We're idiots."

He muttered to himself.

Qi Ya who buried his face thought a lot.

He thought that Kate, who had been left behind by him, might have passed away without knowing it, and died silently under the ant's claws that made people unable to resist anyway.

I also thought that after Xiaojie woke up, he might break with him because of his behavior.

I also thought of the hunters who came to support, maybe... there is no way to stop the expansion of this terrifying species of chimera ants.

Because they are still growing up to now, at a terrifying speed, at least within a few days, they far exceed the accumulated strength of a human being for decades.

He thought a lot.

But he won't regret it.

Because he knew the situation at the time, their existence would only hold Kate back.

The most straightforward example is that if there was no Xiaojie at that time, then Kate would not be easily taken away by Catwoman because of protecting Xiaojie.

He didn't even know that apart from a terrifying catwoman, there would be other existences of the same level as her behind her.

He didn't know any of this.

So he firmly believed that their existence would only drag Kate down and hasten his death.

However, this is only a rational analysis.

If it was Xiaojie, even if he knew it was a dead end, he would stay there without hesitation. After all, from the perspective of treating friends like relatives, he has always ignored life and death.

Am I being too calm?

Or... am I just a coward?

Qi Ya couldn't help questioning himself like this.

Under the circumstances at that time, how did I manage to turn around and run away without thinking about anything?

No, neither.

I just want to make sure, avoid the biggest loss.

Thinking of this, he buried his head even deeper.

At this moment, reason and emotion seemed to tear him into two halves, one half was ice, the other half was fire, canceling each other out and destroying each other.

Imprisoned in the vortex of ice and fire, he could only struggle helplessly and howl in pain.

Half an hour passed.

Nitro led two companions and set foot on this land on time.

At a glance, he saw Qi Ya who was curled up beside him, and Xiao Jie who was unconscious next to him.

"Qiu."

With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly over and called out.

"President Netero?"

The latter quickly raised his head, glanced at him blankly, and then glanced back at his companion, but the hope in his eyes was replaced by a burst of disappointment.

"There are only three people."

"It's useless."

Nitro opened his squinted eyes in surprise.

"why would you say so."

he couldn't help asking.

"Hey, brat, although we are only three people, we may be worth an army, don't look down on people."

"Besides... looking at you in such a mess, I'm afraid you just touched your nose, so you're scared?"

A tall man with a square face and sunglasses who was holding a huge pipe let out a hearty laugh, and pointed at Qi Ya with the front part of the pipe.

Qi Ya silently glanced at the pipe that was almost sticking to the tip of his nose, and shook his head.

"No, I have seen the enemy's cutting-edge combat power."

"The aura on her body... is several times more terrifying than yours."

"It's simply irresistible."

"..."

Nitro stopped Mo Lao Wu who wanted to refute, and walked up to Qi Ya.

"That's it, look at Qi Ya, can I fight with him?"

As he spoke, he suddenly stared wide-eyed, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly.

A vast, smoke-like thought power shot up from him to the sky.

Nitro stood in the center of the huge turbulent thoughts, his beard and hair were blown upwards, and his loose robes kept rolling like waves.

He turned around and looked at Qi Ya with a smile.

"how?"

He beckoned.

Qi Ya recovered from the daze, but sighed and shook his head lightly.

"No."

"Not as good as that ant...in terms of feeling."

"?"

Netero's beard drooped, and he looked surprised.

The pipe in the pipe-smoking man's hand trembled and almost fell to the ground.

Another black-haired elite man with glasses stretched out his fingers and gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

After a while, the pipe-smoking man, that is, Mo Lao Wu was stunned, then shrugged and laughed.

"Hey, how old are you, can you distinguish the 'breath' of a strong man?"

He gave a belly laugh.

"Don't do that, Mo Lao Wu."

Nove, the man with glasses, patted Mo Lao Wu on the shoulder.

"Anyway, the other party is also a child, and you shouldn't have the same knowledge as a child."

"Humph."

Mo Laowu shook his shoulders, shook off Nove's palm on his shoulders, and turned his head away.

"..."

Qi Ya looked at him silently.

"That boy, I remember his name is Qiya, right?"

After admonishing Mo Lao Wu, Nof turned to look at Qi Ya again.

"Qi Ya, according to what you said, this battle is no longer at a level that you can dabble in."

He pushed back his glasses, a cruel smile curled up on his lips.

"It's better for the weak to stay behind obediently, otherwise, if they are not careful, their wings will be broken by the irresistible reality."

"..."

Qi Ya lowered his head.

He could find no words to refute.

"Hey, you guy, aren't you more exaggerated than what I said?"

Mo Lao Wu slapped Nove on the back with a smile, and bent down to look at Qi Ya.

"Don't mind, this guy's words are so ugly, he didn't mean to blame you."

"It's just that it's too early for you."

He rubbed Qi Ya's head vigorously, then pointed to Xiaojie who was lying on the ground.

"He is your companion, he should thank you for saving him."

He looked at Qi Ya who obviously had many more wounds than the other boy, and the hard corners of his eyes softened.

Mo Laowu turned around and walked back to the team of Nitero and Nove, and the three turned and left.

He waved to Qi Ya behind him.

"You are a good companion, so now, take your companion away from here."

"All the rest, leave it to us."

Qi Ya stared blankly at the three people in front of him. At this moment, he almost saw the huge gap between them.

The dazzling brilliance between the chasm made him unable to see clearly the front, let alone the backs of these three people.

It really is him, is he too weak?

Qi Ya couldn't help asking himself.

At this time, the three of them had already walked more than ten meters away, and Nitro among them turned around and turned back under the unexpected eyes of the other two.

He stood in front of Qi Ya again.

"Thank you for your information. This is very useful. At least it allows us to find out the general strength of the enemy, so we won't blindly contact them at the beginning."

Nitro put his hands behind his back and smiled kindly.

"Your efforts are not in vain, your bravery is worthy of the [Hunter] profession."

Qi Ya clenched his hands tightly on his knees, and his eyes were sore.

Netero slowly gave him a thumbs up.

This gesture is common in the world, but in the communication between hunters, it is endowed with more meanings.

Appreciate and encourage.

The most precious trust.

And, hunters have passed down from generation to generation, the eternal soul of exploration.

If a hunter makes this gesture towards you, it means that he agrees with your strength from the bottom of his heart.

Kiya's nose fluttered, and he slowly stretched out his hands to wrap around Nitro's outstretched thumb.

He nodded solemnly.

Netero smiled, reversed the gesture, and placed the two broken trumps in Kiya's palm.

"Go to the nearest city to the NGL in the neighboring country, find another group of people who also hold trump cards, and beat them."

"In this way, I will admit that you have real strength and come to NGL to fight with us."

"Don't give up on yourself easily, and always believe that you have the power to surpass yourself. This is the most fundamental driving force that has always supported our hunters to move forward bravely."

"Come on, Qiya, and Xiaojie."

"I trust you."

Netero clenched his fist again and held out his thumb.

"The hunter's soul is immortal."

Qi Ya gave a heavy hum, and also stretched out his thumb, pushing against Nitro.

The fighting spirit in his eyes was like sparks blown by the spring breeze, rekindling little by little.

"We will live up to your expectations."

"The hunter's soul is immortal!"

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This chapter started to use the third person, No.1 Mr. Chen felt very awkward