CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: THE BEATDOWN ROUTE

Does this supernatural entity not use its ability to change the environment to kill Sun Hang directly because it doesn’t want to, or because it can’t?

Sun Hang has been with the Investigation Bureau for less than half a month, and although he has been cramming during this period, compared to those seasoned investigators or Hunters, he still knows too little about supernatural entities.

Though experience doesn’t help much when dealing with such entities, "knowledge" is different from experience. With the knowledge stored by that elderly man in the wheelchair at the research institute, one can analyze a lot of information from minute details even when encountering a supernatural entity that has never been seen before.

An ordinary person who knows nothing about supernatural entities might not even recognize the vulnerable spots of such an entity, even if they are displayed right in front of them.

As for Sun Hang’s current level, he’s only slightly better than an ordinary person who knows nothing.

"Could it be that this entity knows it can’t win in a head-on confrontation with me, so it tries to trap me in this manner?" This thought suddenly popped into Sun Hang’s head.

Sun Hang suddenly remembered a post he saw online a couple of days ago when he was surfing the internet out of boredom.

The topic of the post was a discussion about "zoo rules horror stories"—the so-called "zoo rules horror story" features a scenario set in a "zoo" that resembles a complex mix of an environmental and rule-based supernatural entity. The discussants in the post would solemnly list "weird, contradictory, illogical" rules, demanding that "visitors" to this zoo strictly adhere to these rules.

The consequences of following or breaking the rules, however, are never clearly stated. The authors of the rules create a strange and terrifying atmosphere, repeatedly emphasizing that breaking the rules will bring "serious consequences," but to what extent is known only to the authors themselves.

It’s even possible that the authors themselves don’t know.

But there exist conflicting contents among these rules—for instance, one rule tells you "if you see a gray rabbit, please immediately seek help from a staff member in a white uniform," while the next rule says "all staff uniforms are red. If you see a staff member in a white uniform, pretend you didn’t see him."

Some rules deliberately use typos, garbled text, or smudging to hide key information, only leaving a portion of options with multiple ambiguities...

Allegedly, the inspiration for this "zoo rules horror story" came from a real supernatural entity existing in the real world, but as it developed, it completely turned into a pastime for netizens.

Initially, some tried to follow all the rules to achieve the so-called "Good End"... but soon, these naive netizens discovered that the authors of these rules hadn’t designed an ending, and even the process was an utter mess, with no playability in this so-called "text game."

Subsequently, people began analyzing the "reasons" and "conspiracies" behind these rules, attempting to take a god’s eye view to analyze the bizarre nature of this zoo and the conditions needed to escape it alive...

Until an eccentric netizen, in a post discussing the rules horror story, pioneered an unprecedented "beat-up flow."

"All staff uniforms are red. If you see a staff member in a white uniform, then beat him up, keep beating him until he’s willing to change into a red uniform."

"Immediately move away and seek staff help if you see a gray rabbit? Just beat the gray rabbit directly, beat it to death or until it’s willing to change its fur color, and if any staff come, beat them too."

"Do not take the goat meat on the shelves; other items are free to take—well, beat up the goat meat, beat up the shelves, and beat up everything you can see in your field of vision!"

The introduction of this beat-up flow instantly exploded in popularity for no other reason than one word: "satisfaction".

What’s all this white uniform, red uniform, blue uniform, rabbits, goats, elephants, entities, anomalies—Laozi will punch you first before anything else.

Of course, there were also opposing voices at this time, like "What if beating up the entity causes it to rise up and kill you outright, what then?"

However, the founder of the "beat-up flow" shut those critics up with just one sentence.

"If those strange things could kill me outright, why bother with all these verbose rules; wouldn’t it be simpler to stab me once and be done with it?"

What is meant by one force breaking ten thousand laws? This is what it means to break ten thousand laws with one force.

Sun Hang feels that in his current situation, the "beat-up flow" might actually suit him quite well.

It’s not the supernatural entity confronting him head-on that he’s afraid of, but it prolonging the hide-and-seek.

Kicking down doors, beating up... these are still a bit too low in violence for Sun Hang. If he’s going to do it, he’s going to do it to the extreme!

He plans to demolish this office building.

Since he can’t set it on fire, he’ll resort to violent means.

Sun Hang placed his palm on the desk in front of him, recalling the feeling of "creating a weapon" from dealing with the Taishan earlier—he needed a handy demolition tool, and here, materials for making such tools are everywhere.

Vaguely, Sun Hang seemed to sense a hint of resistance... The items on this floor, like the desks, chairs, computers... even the ceiling lights and the carpet beneath his feet, all seemed to be alive, with their own consciousness. As Sun Hang tried to "control" them, he could clearly sense that resistance, that "emotion."

Or rather, this resistance comes from the building itself which has been supernaturally altered, and all the things within it are part of the entity.

Unfortunately, this resistance is too weak to affect Sun Hang.

Sun Hang’s right palm acted like a giant magnet with immense attraction, pulling all the metal objects from the entire twenty-ninth floor towards it, condensing them into an enormous hammer within a few seconds.

This hammer’s shaft is as long as sixteen meters, the head’s diameter is three and a half meters, and it weighs a staggering sixty tons!

Not only the metal objects from the twenty-ninth floor but also the metal frameworks between floors and the rebar within the concrete were all extracted by Sun Hang’s "mental force" and fused into this huge hammer.

From the end of the hammer shaft, Sun Hang didn’t look like someone wielding the hammer; instead, he resembled a humanoid pendant hanging from the shaft.

Sun Hang raised the hammer high, the irregularly shaped head sweeping across the ceiling, sending glass shards clattering down.

The next second, the huge hammer smashed down heavily!

"Eighty!"