Hunter of the Perished World

Maybe it was just a random gunshot, and the townspeople were buzzing around and looking at Gene. They were probably very nervous because they had never heard of a gunshot before. Everyone hides from the hunter in a situation where they don't know what happened.

Whatever has been repaired has nothing to do with progress.

Jin sighs as he leaves town, a small town.

Even townspeople who were afraid of fake handguns and lived like slaves under their command believe that the power of fake handguns is their own power and serve lies.

"Still a world of fools."

Gene walks somewhere with a disturbing message in front of his eyes.

[Darkborn Energy 0.32%]

[All functions inactive except bioactivity, remaining energy until 392 days 2 hours 32 seconds.]

[You must save the demon's blood.]

Gin stops functioning when all energy is consumed. And that means death. But Gene knew better than anyone that there were no demons in the world.

Gene poured 100 of the 210 blue chips he received as repairs into his mouth. It was crazy that no ordinary person would ever do, but Gene chewed through chips like a cookie.

[Alternative Energy Absorption 100CHIP]

[Extended uptime by 100h.]

Life on one chip is extended by one hour. It was time to move only for survival while lowering the Darkbone's efficiency to the lowest, so using a powerful power will diminish its lifespan.

[Alternative energy is less efficient. Save Demon Blood.]

Jin sighed as he looked at the boring warning phrase.

A hundred years ago, the last demon left in the world was hunted.

Two hundred and eleven years since the end of the world.

It was still a world of fools.

Jean was also a demon-hunter in a world without demons, taking the place of fools.

After the destruction, people naturally wanted high and thick walls in their homes, and the higher the walls, the easier the town would get. But in the age of the disappearance of technology, of course, architecture was an agent, and the so-called Trash Wall, which was a pile of rocks and rocks, was inexhaustible.

The strongest and tallest wall in the world was the one built before the destruction. But before the destruction, mankind had lived a life without walls. Therefore, such walls were uncommon.

However, it does mean that it is unusual, and clearly we have a place where high and thick walls are needed.

Prison.

Many of the prisons that held prisoners were truly great safe houses for those who fear monsters.

A cramped, stacked cell ensures the environment for as many people as possible in confined spaces, high watchtowers were able to easily detect external threats, and stockpiled weapons helped defend against the monsters' attacks.

That's why prisons were the better places to live, the bigger the walls.

Of course, the weapons disappeared and were broken over time, but the prison still provided a high wall and safe interior for people to live on even more than 200 years later.

The purpose of prison is to prevent Bondi from getting out, but now the purpose of prison is to prevent anyone from getting in.

'This is Ardpoint.'

Gene looks up at the tall wall in front of him.

"Who are you? Tell me your business."

Sentries find approaching people, revealing themselves on the walls. They aim a bow at Jin. Seeing the many drawn bows of the demonstration, Jin felt a strange feeling.

Hundreds of years ago, even if there were still guns and ammunition, people were pushing guns into the walls and watching the outside.

Rifles from machine guns and sniper rifles, rifles to submachine guns, submachine guns to pistols, pistol to bows, and now bows. I wondered what Jean would do next. Maybe it's a slingshot, maybe it's a rock slide.

History now flows in the direction of degeneration, not progress.

Every time I felt this flow, I thought that Gene had lived too long. Apart from that, Gene raised his hands.

"I'm a hunter."

Town, Point, Fortress Gun Castle, and Hunter attitudes are split in two. Refuse, accept. Hunters and slatters make no difference in the fact that they eventually kill both humans and monsters. Slater kills for no reason, and the hunter takes the chip and kills him. Whether it's a human or a monster.

If you need a hunter, you'll accept it, which means you have a quest. If the town is fine, they don't accept outsiders as hunters.

"Come in."

That Guard means there is a quest.

Yuck! Yuck!

The rusted iron door opens with a strange sound, and Gene walks inside the iron gate. Two gatekeepers are still looking at the camp in a state of vigilance. Armed with machetes and wooden spears, sentries point their weapons at Jean.

"There's no need to be alarmed. It's my loss to wreak havoc here."

The man came down from the wall, and everyone put their weapons on Jean. The command system was clear, although the level of armor was crude. The man comes down and gives Gene a hand.

"I am in charge of the guard post of the White House, Ardpoint."

"It's gin."

"That's an odd name."

"You are."

"Hot, I guess."

"The white-glue name was usually given to dogs before the end of time."

In saying this, White Ball burst into laughter, rather than being offended.

"Hahaha! My father beat the crap out of me."

Gene smiles heavily at the pleasant response. Ardpoint's guard house seemed to be a pleasant personality unlike any other in the world these days.

"I said I was offended, but I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm a bit of a hunter."

White Ball stepped forward and gestured to Jin.

"We're in a hurry enough to endure that."

The white boy hurriedly walked into the prison. Jindo followed behind. Inside the prison at Ardpoint, there was a garden, and people who looked like residents were maintaining it.

'Cohabitation.'

Despite the different habitations in each village, it was co-production and co-distribution based on the guards and the people responsible for food cultivation. Gene estimates that Ard Point has a population of at least 2300.

Cohabitating villages inevitably strengthened the power of leaders, and that was one thing.

Of course, Gene saw more often when disadvantages were maximized. But there were no signs of distress or awkwardness in people's faces.

"You look well enough."

"Monsters that can be eaten live. There are no raids in the fortress, and it's very good."

"That's good."

Monsters that are not poisonous can also be hunted and used as food. But monsters with undead and venom have no use for killing, except extracting chips.

"Who is the leader of this town?"

"Leader? Oh, you mean the Elder. You're an old man, but wiser than anyone else. You brought us all this way because of the Elder's wisdom."

The name of the leader was called by the villages and the elders were called here.

Gene seems to have no problem with the points in his view. But Gene got a little serious.

'This is going to be a problem...'

It is clear that this is a difficult and painful town. It's intuitive, like starvation, monster attacks, and the plunder of slater hordes. It's easy to solve, it's hard, and there's nothing to think about.

This town doesn't seem to have any problems on the outside. But needing a hunter in a town like this means there's a problem.

According to Gene's long experience, the more trouble-free the town looks, the more dangerous and suspicious the quest will be. White goose said.

"Don't get your hopes up, the Elder might not send you on a quest."

"Maybe you don't want me to?"

"Yes."

He tilted his head as if he couldn't understand it either.

"So far, five hunters have come to visit, and all five of them have left without a quest."

"Hmm…. That's strange."

"I honestly don't know who the Elder wants."

White Ball has been talking about the Elder's Ride lately. He says he needs a hunter all at once, so whenever the hunter comes to visit, he shakes his head.

Not this guy for no reason. I heard that the hunters who came to save others stayed in town for a day and sent them away.

"So if you don't get the quest, you can think of it as a day's rest."

"Either way, no harm done."

Nothing's better than a night's sleep in a safe place, so even if the leader here is a nerd, it shouldn't be bad for Jin.