"Uh, Old Wang, how many hunters have you killed in total?" Ye Jiu swallowed and asked.
"Four... no, that's not right. Strictly speaking, only three. One of them was chased so hard by me that he chose to end himself." Wang Xiyi recalled as she drove. "That guy's ability was to turn anything he touched into a bomb. When he had nowhere left to run, he turned himself into a super bomb and wanted to take me down with him. Unfortunately, he came up just a little short."
"Just a little short?" Ye Jiu froze for a moment.
"Yeah. I spent a month and a half in the ICU, then somehow survived thanks to the powerful regenerative abilities granted by the Black Dragon Meme. As for that guy, Yang Qi told me there wasn't even a scrap of him left."
"Hiss... come to think of it, I got assigned a mission to hunt down a fallen hunter once too." Ye Jiu said. "But I'd barely finished putting on my gear when headquarters notified me that the mission had been canceled. I never received another mission like that after that."
"Are fallen hunters... rare?" Jiang Yu in the back seat could not help but ask.
She had only recently become a hunter. Everything about this brand-new world seemed dangerous and unfamiliar to her.
"Not exactly rare... A whole bunch crop up every year." Ye Jiu removed his mask and rubbed his slightly itchy nose. "After all, not every Meme is highly stable. Quite a few Memes gradually affect a person's mindset, even completely twisting their personality and preferences."
"Why... haven't I felt that kind of influence?" Jiang Yu asked again.
"First, maybe you haven't been infected for long enough, so you haven't noticed it yet. Second, you might just be lucky.