Thr ee days.

Hans raised his head. His gray-brown pupils were now in the shape of a demon.

In the dark eyes, the pupil was replaced by a dense array of red rings and gray dots the size of rice grains in the center.

They were more like the eyes of a monster than a human being.

Even so, Hans' face did not change at all.

However, ever since his fear and anger in the pub had changed into his current state, the shackles on his mind had been broken and he had embarked on a path that he could not turn back.

Now, all he had left was the obsession to hunt for zeros.

It was this obsession that made him wander the wilderness outside the base for three days without eating or drinking.

A peculiar smell wafted through the air. Hans used his nose to take a deep breath before letting out the roar of a wild beast.

The humanoid tank immediately charged towards the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, beside a crooked tree, Hans found a broken sleeve.

No doubt the sleeve was zero, and that was why his scent wafted up to Hans's nose.

There was a bottle of unlabeled liquid under the sleeve, and there were only a few memories of a human being that told him it should be a bottle of water.

The golden sun above his head was emitting a strong ultraviolet light, turning the entire surface of the earth into an oven.

Hans's lips had cracked from the drying, and when he realized that the bottle was filled with water, he instinctively crushed the neck with his thumb, then spilled the glass and the contents of the bottle into his mouth.

As the liquid flowed through his mouth into his mouth, the strange taste made Hans realize that this was not some kind of drinking water.

But he woke up too late.

A bullet spanned a distance of 500 metres and the high-speed spinning warhead was enveloped in a faint glow of flames. The smell of gunpowder wafted through Hans' hand as it passed through the glass bottle.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The flames soared up into the sky like a red cloak, enveloping Hans within.

In the distance, the sound of sniper rifles could be heard.

Hans, who was enveloped by the raging flames, was clearly not happy. The flames even spread into his body along with the gullet.

He flew into a rage, the heat of the flames stimulating Hans's pain nerves.

He felt as if his entire body was about to explode, and he continuously crashed into the solid rocks at the foot of the mountain.

As they continued to crash into each other, the flames on Hans' body gradually became smaller and eventually disappeared.

However, Hans' body was burnt to a pulp and the raging flames melted his skin and muscles.

But after extinguishing the flame, the cooling blood actually formed a film of substance.

When Hans activated the ability to regenerate his blood and bones, the new flesh and blood vessels broke through the blood membrane, bringing a heart-wrenching pain to him!

Hans' roars echoed throughout the wilderness and one could hear him clearly from thousands of miles away.

Zero holstered his sniper rifle and crouched behind a brownish rock.

In his mind, he tried to erase the possibility of burning at high temperatures.

During these three days, he tried many methods.

This included traps such as a bottle of high alcohol hidden in his smell.

However, Hans' vitality was as strong as the devil's. Regardless of whether his limbs were destroyed or if he was burned to death, Hans did not die.

This was a contest of endurance, toughness, and willpower.

Zero-like a lone wolf wandering in the wilderness, constantly using guerrilla warfare, harassment, traps, assault, sniping and other means to deal with Hans.

But now, he felt that he was reaching his limit.

No one knew what it would be like after crossing the limit. Perhaps after obtaining a new life form, or perhaps the spirit flesh would collapse.

He did not know. All he wanted was to finish off Hans before the limit arrived.

However, after these three days of competition, Zero had a completely new understanding of his body.

Although this body was not as indestructible as Hans', it was still almost indestructible.

However, the previous speculation about his body, which was the equivalent of a sophisticated computer controlled life support system, was confirmed.

When Zero left the base, he only brought two hundred milliliters of secondary drinking water.

However, this tiny bit of pure water not only maintained his life for the past three days, but also included the energy he had consumed from all sorts of intense physical activity.

If there wasn't some system in the body that quantified any extraneous energy, zero wouldn't have lasted so long.

He was sure that his body had undergone some sort of transformation, including the golden right eye.

And all of this should have something to do with the name on the Hibernation Chamber.

But now is not the time to think about it. Even with a sophisticated nanometer life-support system, you can't afford to spend more energy on two hundred milliliters of clean water.

Zero calculated his physical fitness. If he was unable to finish off Hans before the sun set, then he would have no chance of winning at all.

He filtered out the information of the past three days in his mind. Countless numbers of data were analyzed, summarized, and then eliminated.

In the end, there was only one possibility left.

His body shattered into pieces!

The only way to kill Hans was to blow him up.

However, after checking his equipment, he found that there was not enough gunpowder.

As he gazed into the wilderness, he suddenly remembered that when he was hunting wolves, he had prepared some detonators to blow up the rock impact wolves.

However, because of Hans' appearance, the subsequent detonators were completely useless.

It was a hasty walk, and zero did not recover the detonators.

Based on the amount of rock they had, they should be more than enough to deal with Hans.

In the wilderness, Hans was roaming about.

His head hurt, and at times he wanted to pry his own head open to see if there were any insects in it, but how else could he feel such pain?

The pain made it impossible for him to think carefully, but it reminded him that the current situation was all thanks to him.

Unconsciously, Hans walked onto the highway.

The wind blew past Hans on the far side of the road, and his demonic eyes suddenly narrowed. Hans could smell the stench of blood.

It was zero blood!

Hans breathed out a foul breath and sprinted forward.

Before long, he discovered a drop of blood.

The blood was dark red.

Hans stuck out his tongue and licked them. Together with the sand and stones, they were swallowed into his mouth and stomach.

It's zero blood.

This meant that he was injured, and nothing was better than this news.

Hans looked up, and the wind smelled like zeros again.

He stood up and ran along the road toward the valley.

At this time, Hans had already forgotten that he had tortured and killed a pack of wolves there half a month ago. He had also forgotten that Zero was hunting there.

Hans only knew that a voice was constantly ringing out in his mind.

Kill him!