Hunter starting from Hunter World

In the world of full-time hunters, legally rich people can usually be divided into three categories.

The first category is to thoroughly monopolize the power of a country or region through military and political means, and then continuously obtain huge amounts of wealth by searching for "people's fat people's paste" sources.

The second category is those who are capable of thinking, relying on their "scarcity" to provide services to the rich and powerful, so as to obtain wealth that ordinary people can't reach for a lifetime.

As for the last category, it is naturally a ubiquitous group of merchants who make profits by producing and selling various commodities.

Obviously, the billionaire Bartra belongs to the last category.

With his outstanding vision, brain and ideas, he successfully built a huge business empire before the age of fifty, belonging to the kind of "winner in life" envied and hated by countless people.

However, as he got older and older, the growth of wealth could no longer bring him any stimulation and happiness, and even a kind of emptiness and loneliness that could not be described in words gradually emerged in his heart.

As there is a saying, human needs will always change according to changes in living conditions and environment.

When a person becomes extremely rich in material terms, he will naturally pursue spiritual satisfaction at all costs.

Batra thought for a long time that he was the luckiest person in the world.

Because he not only achieved unprecedented success in his career in his youth and middle age, but he also ushered in a "true love" when he needed the most care in his later years, a young girlfriend who did not covet his own property.

Unfortunately, this kind of beautiful, sweet and dreamlike day did not last long, and was interrupted by a terrible disaster.

At this moment, the world’s top super-rich is standing in the special intensive care unit of the hospital, staring at the girl who is lying on the hospital bed and who can almost be his granddaughter with his extremely affectionate eyes. After a few minutes, he asked without looking back: "Jezijuela, do you think this young man named Allen is really capable of curing her?"

"Sorry, Mr. Bartra, I don’t know much about this person’s abilities. I only know that he was very active a while ago, and was even dubbed Death by all the most wanted criminals in the world. Because he is all about him. Guy, the arrest rate is 100%, and the death rate is 100%. Among them, there are many B-level and A-level dangerous elements. Even the Phantom Brigade was destroyed by the group not long ago."

Juezjuela didn't hide anything, but she didn't say anything about the information she had just investigated.

After all, the circle of hunters and those with abilities is such a big one, and a little bit of trouble will be spread everywhere immediately, and it can be checked for a small amount of money on the hunter website.

"Reaper? So he is a bounty hunter!" Batra was stunned for an instant.

Juezjeira nodded slightly: "Yes! Judging from what he did after obtaining the hunter's license, he is more in line with the bounty hunter's style. But as far as I know, this young man is only fifteen years old this year. It is estimated that he is deciding what to do based on his interests. In addition, he should have done twice, otherwise he would not add a star to the license like me."

"That means... I can look forward to it for a while, right?"

Batra turned around and clenched his fists subconsciously, his eyes flashing with expectation and excitement.

"Of course! Hunters like him will not give promises easily. Once given, it means that there must be some kind of..."

Before Juezijera's words were finished, the door of the ward was suddenly opened. Allen walked in in a casual sports suit and asked with a smile, "Surely you are Mr. Bartra, right?"

"Yes! It's me! As long as I can rescue her, I will be able to meet all your requests immediately." Bartra gave a promise without hesitation.

"No problem, leave it to me. Please step back a little bit."

Without saying a word, Allen directly cleaned the space around the bed, and then first took out a bottle of "dense forest medicine" that can relieve all diseases and poisoning, and gave it to the girl gently.

This thing was a special item dropped by monsters from the Kulsen camp when he was doing missions in Stranglethorn Vale.

Because the entire mission line is relatively long, and you have to fight in and out several times in the long and narrow cave, you have accumulated a lot without knowing it.

Normally, if the fainting is caused by illness, then this bottle of medicine should be effective in a few minutes.

Regrettably, five minutes later, the girl in the hospital bed remained motionless as if she had fallen asleep.

"Well, I knew it was not that simple."

Allen sighed helplessly, and then tried the healing potion and a few bottles of precious tonic potions rewarded by Uldaman's pre-task.

The results failed without exception, except that the patient's pale complexion became a little healthier, and there was no sign of awakening at all.

And because "God's Left Hand and Demon's Right Hand" cannot replicate those equipment, items, and props with additional attributes or numbers in the description, so potions that can no longer be obtained like Tonic and Jungle are basically used One bottle is one less.

In addition, the inability to copy does not mean that it cannot be copied, but that it does not have the same properties and effects as the body after copying.

Just as Kube copied the card in the Island of Greed, the card could not become an entity. It should be restricted by some invisible rule.

But what's interesting is that those raw materials without attributes and no digital parts in the description, including Sulfuron iron ingots and the Eye of Sulfuras, can be perfectly copied.

Seeing that his girlfriend has been unresponsive, Batra finally started to feel a little anxious, and he leaned in and asked nervously, "How about it? Still not working?"

"Well—how do you say it. The patient actually couldn't wake up, not because of illness or physical trauma, but because of a brain problem." Allen tapped his temple to explain.

"Brain Injury……"

When Batra heard the news, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

We must know that the brain is not another organ of the body. It carries a person's consciousness, memory and personality. Once severely traumatized, it is almost irreparable.

Just when the rich man fell into despair, Allen suddenly began to take off his shirt while whispering in a low voice: "Damn! It seems that this ability will be used in the end. I knew I wouldn't waste potions."

Before the other two people in the ward could react to what was happening, he suddenly inserted his breath-wrapped left hand into his abdomen, stirring up the internal organs, and dripping dazzling blood along the wound.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy!" Juezjeira hurriedly stood in front of the employer and asked loudly.

"Shut up! I have no time to explain now! Don't block my sight!"

Under the stimulus of severe pain dozens of times beyond the normal range, Allen's entire face became extremely hideous, and he immediately released an astonishing breath to bounce off absolutely, and without hesitation, he activated the ability to "reject everything".

Next second...

The super-sized rabbit doll that looked very cute appeared out of thin air and directly picked up the girl lying on the hospital bed.

Driven by a strong subjective desire, the damaged part of the patient's brain recovered in less than a second.

When the rabbit disappeared, the girl's eyelids immediately began to react, and her arms began to twitch slightly.

For about ten seconds or so, she slowly opened her eyes and sat up from the hospital bed, staring at the chaotic scene in the room, her eyes showing confusion, dullness and incomprehension.

You don't need to ask to know that the long-term coma made her thinking a little confused when she just woke up, and she did not know the current situation.

And Allen also quickly healed the wound under the super resilience of the "Ghoul", stood up from the ground with a grin, grabbed a towel placed on the table and wiped the blood stains on his body, and then put on his coat again. .

After all this was done, he said to Bartra: "I have fulfilled my promise, now it is your turn."

"When... Of course! Sorry, I'm so excited."

The rich man who recovered his senses immediately burst into tears and rushed to cling to his "true love".

Although he didn't quite understand what happened just now, it was no longer important.