"Gloves? Bloodstains?" The hunter was clearly stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look at his hands.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Blood... Why is there blood?"
"I'm asking you," Sun Hang said. "If you aren't injured, then it can only be your teammates' blood, or that anomaly's blood... But then again, you never even saw what that anomaly looked like, so how could you have hurt it?"
"Blood? Whose blood?" the hunter muttered blankly.
Something was seriously wrong with this guy... Sun Hang could not tell whether he had been scared out of his wits by the anomaly or whether some unknown force had affected his mental state.
"Why don't you take off your gloves and have a look?" Sun Hang suggested.
The hunter hesitated, then took off his gloves.
When Sun Hang saw the other man's hands, his pupils contracted slightly.
They were, broadly speaking, still a pair of "human hands," but the skin was not smooth like that of a normal human. Instead, it was covered in tumors of varying sizes... Something seemed to be wriggling inside those tumors. From a distance, they looked like insect eggs wrapped beneath the skin.
"What happened to your hands?" Sun Hang immediately asked.
He could not determine whether this hunter had been infected by that anomaly... After all, these hunters were infected themselves. As a popular saying online went: aside from retaining human ways of thinking, Anomaly Hunters were not that different from anomalies in essence.
"My hands?" The hunter raised both hands. "What's wrong with my hands?"
His reaction seemed sluggish. After staring at his hands for several seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes and cried in terror, "What are these things? When... when did they crawl into my flesh?!"
As he spoke, he frantically dug