Sun Hang wasn't particularly surprised by the Fisherman's appearance.
When he had reviewed Sergei Belov Andreyev's file, Sun Hang had seen the Fisherman's name in it. That meant the Fisherman had been one of the few survivors in all of Baikal City when the Death Aurora descended.
However, in Sun Hang's view, after such an enormous upheaval—and after watching his own superior turn into an anomaly right before his eyes—the Fisherman should have been sent to an inland city for leave and recuperation according to standard procedure. He hadn't expected the guy to still be at the frontline camp.
"Phew... phew..." The Fisherman rushed to the vehicle in three long strides, slapping both hands heavily onto the hood with a smack as he panted. "Holy shit... Sun Hang, it really is you?!"
"Why does it sound like I'm some Primal Anomaly, something that's incredibly hard to come across?" Sun Hang couldn't help complaining.
"It really is hard to see you! After the trial ended, I was thinking of finding time to take you out for a meal, but one damn thing after another kept me too busy to get away... Sigh, forget it! I just got back from a patrol outside the camp, and a colleague told me Tianshu Tower had sent over a Hunter surnamed Sun, someone with a really high clearance level. I was wondering if it could be you... and it actually was!"
"Want some ice cream?" Sun Hang asked.
"I eat this ice cream every day. I'm sick of it already." The Fisherman waved his hand forcefully, saying excitedly, "I saw the battle report sent over from Shu Province too. I knew you were a beast, but I never expected you to be this much of a beast. You actually took out Chimera Seventeen all by