Farce

A bounty hunter team, an old tattered illustrated book, ancestors who had killed monsters, a handsome blond young man... when these elements were combined, it was hard not to believe.

For instance, at this moment, the Black Female Chief, after listening, immediately made a decision: "Alright, I'll give you a chance. If you can really capture or kill the so-called monster, or the murderer, then I won't pursue the matter of you trespassing on a crime scene."

"What about the bounty..."

"Whoever issued the bounty, go collect it from them. It has nothing to do with the Messer Police Department."

Although a glimmer of hope had been placed on this suddenly appearing hunter team, the police department personnel still didn't relax. They continued to investigate and collect evidence. Most of the officers still upheld their duties. The mysterious atmosphere of Origin Blue Star might be strong, but a century of decline had kept most ordinary people far from the transcendent world.

However, the team that had received permission was very excited. They asked a police officer for a piece of evidence from the scene – a tube of pus, which seemed to be something sticky and disgusting left after fat or internal organs had melted.

Then they occupied the empty Auditorium within the school, cleared out the clutter, and immediately began setting up a trap.

The role of the team was evident at this point.

The Sloppy Old Man seemed to be a Firearms Expert, adjusting guns for everyone, while the Strong Young Man somehow produced an exaggerated axe. The Skinny Bamboo Pole, who looked like a bookworm, turned out to be a mysterious Potion Scholar. When his bag was opened, it was filled with a dazzling array of herbs.

As for the two girls, the one with the ample chest hadn't changed much, still carrying a shotgun. It was the other sweet Brown-Haired Girl who suddenly emerged from a corner holding a narrow Short Sword. Her casual swings revealed a remarkable foundation in Swordsmanship.

"Aren't you going to do something?"

In a corner of the Auditorium, Stana walked over with a helpless expression.

The Police Chief felt very frustrated at this moment. She had gone to the trouble of faking a letter of appointment just to trick Tang Qi into coming. She had originally thought she could use this opportunity to solve this Bloody Case, and then naturally pull Tang Qi onto the Messer Police Department's train, while also fulfilling her desire to enter the Mystic Realm.

Who would have thought that a sudden change would occur, with an inexplicable Bounty Hunter team appearing, and seemingly quite confident?

Stana felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether she should hope for their success or failure.

Logically, Tang Qi should have been as anxious as Stana at this point. However, he remained in the corner as if nothing was happening, holding a stack of documents and reading them with great interest.

Only when he heard Stana's words did he look up and glance at the hunter team setting up the trap in the Auditorium.

Perhaps they considered the "monster" a pure beast, as their setup was completely unconcealed.

The main component was likely the medicine being prepared by the Skinny Bamboo Pole Alchemist. According to the hunters, it was a special herb that could attract the monster.

The others were adding various enhancements to their weapons, such as soaking them in Holy Water, carving Runes, or applying a special Ointment.

It looked very professional.

Unfortunately, neither the weapons nor anything else reflected any movement in Tang Qi's eyes.

"This is very likely their first transcendent hunt."

"Of course, it could also be their last."

Tang Qi silently gave his assessment, then lowered his head again to look at the documents, the information on the seven victims.

However, compared to the other six, Tang Qi's attention was mostly focused on the seventh one.

"Rick Cassel, a renowned historian in the Federation, a Lifetime Honorary Professor at Messer University. He originally taught at Mihuang State University but suddenly resigned recently, citing poor health, and returned to his hometown of Messer City to recuperate."

"As an active historian, Professor Cassel frequently traveled and conducted research around the world. He also had a deep understanding of Occultism and Alchemy. Before resigning, he had just finished researching a three-thousand-year-old Temple on the Saha Continent."

Swish~

Tang Qi was fast. In a few moments, he reached the last page of the document, which was a... Medical Diagnosis Report.

"Interesting!"

"What's interesting?"

Stana heard Tang Qi's murmur and subconsciously asked back.

"Nothing, Chief Inspector Stana. Do you believe in Immortality?"

Tang Qi put away the documents and said casually.

"No... I don't know."

Stana, who was about to shake her head and say no, obviously remembered her encounter a few days ago. The fact that a legendary creature like a Siren appeared before her had severely impacted her worldview, so she could only say she didn't know.

Lost in her confusion, the Police Chief didn't notice that Tang Qi was staring at her with an expression of interest.

Tang Qi actually completely understood Stana's experience and state of mind. After all, on his first day on Origin Blue Star, he was tied to a Cross and was a devil who suffered pain every moment. The impact he received at that time was much more severe than Stana's.

Time passed quickly, and the atmosphere within Messer University became unusually tense.

The verification over the previous seven days told everyone in the university that someone would definitely die today.

No one wanted this Curse to fall upon them, especially with such a disgusting and terrifying way of dying.

Tang Qi hadn't left the Auditorium, nor did he need to. His keen perception allowed him to easily sense the atmosphere within the university at this time.

Tension, doubt, fear... especially the emotion of fear, spread among every student and teacher. If a few more people died, Tang Qi suspected that the university might close down. After all, these people weren't trapped animals; once they reached the breaking point, they would run away.

Perhaps sensing this, and to prevent an eighth victim from appearing, the Bounty Hunter team began their hunt almost as soon as night fell.

To be precise, it was Luring.

Inside the Auditorium, which was shrouded in darkness, in front of a fiercely burning Brazier, the blond young man Ryan stood straight. The burning material in the Brazier seemed to be a combination of herbs. There was no smoke, but instead, it emitted a strange sweet fragrance.

Ryan held the old tattered Illustrated Book in one hand and a test tube in the other.

He muttered according to the Illustrated Book.

Great Mother of Shadows!

Incarnation of Chaos and Evil!

Queen of the Gloomy Realm!

Please allow your most devout follower to offer you a sweet sacrifice!

As he murmured, Ryan flicked the test tube open with one finger, then slowly poured out the pus inside, drop by drop.

"Hiss~ hiss hiss"

When the strange sound came, a sweet scent ten times stronger than before instantly drifted out of the auditorium. Carried by the night wind, it gradually permeated the entire university.

The police officers and others hidden in various corners of the auditorium all began to swallow unconsciously.

This strange phenomenon added a bit of confidence to the Black Female Chief's eyes, and some police officers who had originally looked down on the Bounty Hunter team also began to doubt themselves.

However, unfortunately, this doubt quickly disappeared.

As soon as the Luring ritual began, Ryan shouted, "Get ready!" and then began a two-hour wait.

In the middle, the "Alchemist" added herbs to the brazier several times.

But the "Demon Spider Banshee" they expected did not appear.

When the first collapsed faculty member walked out of the corner and shouted, "I've had enough, I'm leaving here!" the scene immediately spiraled out of control. The other faculty members who were helping here, as well as some security guards, also decided to leave one after another.

Leaving probably meant resigning.

The police officers also came out one after another, but they were questioning the professionalism of the so-called Bounty Hunter team, thinking they were most likely scammers or lunatics, and in any case, they should be locked up first.

The Black Female Chief's face was grim. The faint glimmer of hope she had was gone. What she had to consider now was not taking credit, but whether she could keep her position. After all, she had missed the best time to ask for support from above.

The Hunter team was also a bit chaotic. The leader, Ryan, was speechless, constantly muttering, "This is impossible. Grandpa's Demon Hunting Illustrated Book can't be ineffective. Remember the Resentful Soul we killed? That proves the Illustrated Book is effective."

Seeing the chaotic scene before her, Stana couldn't stand it. The decisive Chief Inspector was about to step forward to take charge.

Just then, Tang Qi suddenly grabbed Stana, put a few things into the Chief Inspector's hand, and then leaned in to whisper a few words. Ignoring the strange look on Stana's face, he walked straight towards the center of the auditorium.