The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 306 - 299 Shattering the Pale Moon, Letting the Sun Rise as Usual

Chapter 306: Chapter 299 Shattering the Pale Moon, Letting the Sun Rise as Usual

"Speak."

Despite wearing the thick Hunter’s suit, the Blunderbuss Hunter felt an inexplicable chill run down his spine.

"First, the giant crow’s wingtips and the two-headed mutant dog’s whips, you need to help me collect them as quickly as possible, as many as I want."

Liu Zheng said.

"We’ve only discovered two giant crows and one two-headed mutant dog, we can help you collect them, but we can’t guarantee the quantities."

The Blunderbuss Hunter said.

Having been entrenched in Old Yate for decades, the Gunpowder Workshop Hunters knew nearly everything about the local beasts.

"That’ll do. Second, I need Blood Gems, the higher the quality, the better, with no limit on quantity."

He nodded.

"...Okay."

The Blunderbuss Hunter hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed.

Because they rarely hunted beasts now, the Blood Gems they had were mostly old stock, and there truly wasn’t much.

But for the same reason, their demand for Blood Gems wasn’t high, so giving them to Liu Zheng in gratitude wasn’t out of the question.

"The third point isn’t a request, just an option I’m offering you."

He continued.

"What option?"

"Whether or not to send a few men to help me."

"Help you? Haven’t you already collaborated with the Blood Healing Church?"

The Blunderbuss Hunter asked, puzzled.

The Blood Healing Church was clearly much stronger than their gradually declining Gunpowder Workshop, both in power and influence.

"It’s just a temporary collaboration. The Blood Healing Church has too many secrets and taboos, and they might conflict with my actions at any time."

Liu Zheng said.

For example, Carcarens Academy, where he was headed next, technically counted as a foundation spot of the Blood Healing Church.

Although its founders, Dickens and Beethoven, had defected, their relationship with the Church remained very close.

It’s possible that the Blood Healing Church still had a lot of leverage within Carcarens Academy.

For instance, when Liu Zheng asked Andrina about the situation at Andrina Carrens College on the road, she was vague.

He didn’t believe for a second that the Blood Healing Church lacked information; it had to be that Grand Patriarch Amelia forbade her from disclosing anything.

"Unless you’re willing to hide in Old Yate, I don’t think we can be of much help to you."

The Blunderbuss Hunter was quite self-aware.

If it were during the Gunpowder Workshop’s heyday, they might have been able to contend with the Blood Healing Church with their vastly superior firepower.

But now, well, they could only rely on Old Yate’s terrain for guerrilla warfare.

"It wouldn’t come to that; after all, you are local hunters, good enough to serve as guides or errand runners. If all else fails, you can help me with security at the Suffering Church."

Liu Zheng said.

If things really came to a head with the Blood Healing Church, they would surely start by targeting the people from the Suffering Church.

Although he wouldn’t truly be threatened, it was still good to have some countermeasures ready.

"The Suffering Church?"

The Blunderbuss Hunter paused, then glanced at the helmeted man.

Yes, that attire did match what he remembered.

"If we agree to this choice, what do we get?"

He asked.

"What’s the reason for the destruction of Old Yate?"

Liu Zheng countered.

"Of course, it’s because the Blood Healing Church set fire to the city."

The Blunderbuss Hunter said without hesitation.

"That’s just the direct cause. What’s the root cause?"

"The root cause is the Beastification Disease."

The Blunderbuss Hunter thought for a moment before responding.

"Exactly. The Pale Moon has risen again, and the Blood Healing Church might repeat their old tactics. You’ve already lost Old Yate; do you want to lose a New Atlanteans too?"

"We..."

A trace of grief flashed across the Blunderbuss Hunter’s face.

Although the Gunpowder Workshop was entrenched in Old Yate, it hadn’t completely lost contact with New Atlantis.

The new blood in the workshop was recruited from among New Atlanteans who shared their philosophy, and they also needed to exchange materials with New Atlantis.

Otherwise, the Gunpowder Workshop would have perished years ago.

"The destruction of New Atlantis is none of our damn business," he indeed couldn’t bring himself to say.

"Then what can you do? Can you stop the Church from burning down New Atlantis? As long as the Pale Moon doesn’t end, New Atlantis won’t just be destroyed by flames, but also by the scourge of the Beastification Disease."

The blunderbuss Hunter challenged.

As the current leader of the Gunpowder Workshop, he knew a bit more than the others.

After the destruction of Old Yate, there had been survivors who wanted to leave this place and live in foreign lands.

However, shortly after leaving the Yate region, these survivors and the Gunpowder Workshop Hunters escorting them erupted with the Beastification Disease, and the disease progressed at an astonishing rate.

In the end, only one Hunter struggled to escape back and completely beastified after recounting what happened.

"Yate is the land watched over by the Gods, those who leave Yate will surely be punished by the Gods."

Those were the Hunter’s last words.

"Then shatter the Pale Moon and let the sun rise as usual."

Liu Zheng said.

"Shatter the Pale Moon? Hahahaha!"

The blunderbuss Hunter let out a deliberate laugh.

"Foreigner, where do you think you are? Do you think you’re facing a few peasants with pitchforks?"

His face was filled with deep sarcasm.

What you are facing is very likely the high and mighty Gods themselves.

"Heh, and where do you think I’m from?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

It was just the Beastification Disease, in the Metropolis, he didn’t even see a proper Beast.

Moreover, shattering the Pale Moon was no empty talk; things like the Divine Son’s umbilical cords were clearly tied to the mastermind behind the scenes.

He would collect all the Divine Son’s umbilical cords, and most likely come into conflict with their "parents."

And, that giant hand stretching out from the Blood Moon was probably the main culprit of the Pale Moon.

"Enough talk, just tell me if you’re in or not?"

Liu Zheng said.

"How many people do you need?"

The blunderbuss Hunter asked after a moment of silence.

"That depends on your sincerity."

He shrugged.

"We need to discuss this."

"Fine. You can discuss while helping me gather materials, and make it quick. If I think you’re too slow, I might just take matters into my own hands."

Liu Zheng said with a sly smile.

"Hmph."

The blunderbuss Hunter glared at him discontentedly and then led his people away.

Meanwhile, Liu Zheng continued to leisurely drink tea, idly pulling out some small dried fish for a snack.

"Lady Andrina, may I have a word?"

The Hunter Captain looked at his back with a complex gaze, then walked over to Andrina and whispered,

"What’s the matter?"

Andrina stepped aside with him.

"What’s the deal with this foreigner? Wasn’t he said to be a disciple of Master Beethoven? Why does he show no respect for the Church when he speaks?"

The Hunter Captain asked with a grave voice.

"Master Beethoven did indeed want to take him as a disciple, but it seems he didn’t agree. The two of them have fought, and according to those present, each had their victories."

Andrina said.

Although Hunters of the Holy Sword and Holy Blood each had their allegiances, their relationships were not bad.

For one, Beethoven himself did not have a great desire for power and would not demand his subordinates keep their distance from other Hunters.

Secondly, a considerable number of the Holy Blood Hunters were women.

"What?!"

The Hunter Captain’s eyes widened.