Chapter 205: Parasite

"Zizizizi——"

Amid a screeching brake, the front windshield of the tow truck shattered; the sunglasses youth had no seatbelt on, and as the vehicle lost control and slammed to a stop, he held firm to the steering wheel and braked.

But during the earlier chase, both vehicles had already reached speeds exceeding a hundred kilometers per hour on the national highway.

With a heavy brake, the powerful inertia hurled the sunglasses youth forward into the windshield, shattering the glass and sending him rolling over ten meters before he landed awkwardly on the ground, slowly lifting his head.

The sunglasses youth's face was twisted, his skin pale, his irregularly pulsing colored pupils inducing a chilling dread—as if he were a counterfeit human.

"Fuli!"

"Shhh—"

Before the parasitic beast could rise, a drone operated by Su Qiyuan rolled through the air, tracing a wide arc across the roadway at a speed far exceeding two hundred kilometers per hour, avoiding obstacles and slamming directly into his face.

"Boom—"

The drone struck the parasitic beast's skull, crushing its face into a shattering depression; the palm-sized drone instantly disintegrated into flying shards, and a chemical adhesive bomb hidden inside detonated violently.

"Aaaahhh—"

His entire face was coated in chemical adhesive; blocked from breathing and blinded, the parasitic beast let out a furious roar, grabbed his own facial skin, tore it off, and panted while glaring around.

But the only scene he could see was a car bearing Xia Dong license plates speeding away from the right lane, utterly ignoring him.

"Fuli! My Fuli!"

The parasitic beast, still holding his torn-off facial skin, stared at the departing car and let out a roar that sounded nothing like a human voice.

Yet his rage lasted only moments—after venting his frustration over the failed strike.

The parasitic beast raised his left hand, plunged it into his hair, smeared the remaining chemical adhesive over his scalp like hair gel, styled it into a slick pompadour, then flicked the residue from his fingers.

The parasitic beast walked over to the nearby field, scooped up a handful of sand, and rubbed it into his sticky fingers, reducing the adhesive's stickiness.

During this process of removing the glue, white mycelial threads wriggled across his once bone-deep facial wounds, intertwining and connecting within the flesh, rebuilding the torn skin within moments.

The parasitic beast, now composed again, scooped up another handful of sand, rubbed it into his hands, and wordlessly walked toward the broken-down tow truck, retrieving a bulletproof vest, a submachine gun, and grenades from the external maintenance toolbox.

"Click—"

Slung diagonally across his shoulder, the submachine gun loaded with a fresh magazine, a shotgun strapped to his back, the parasitic beast coldly inspected his sniper rifle, cycled the bolt, then vanished into the field, moving at ground-hugging speed to chase the fleeing car.

…………

Inside the departing old Honda sedan.

An Sheng's lips twitched slightly as he stared at Su Qiyuan in the backseat, wearing holographic glasses, legs spread, a black metal box resting on his thighs.

Inside the black metal box were two layers: half of the top layer held the holographic glasses and the master controller for all drones; the other compartment contained four palm-sized drones.

During the chase with the parasitic beast, Su Qiyuan had already used three drones.

No—what Su Qiyuan used were not merely drones; they were more accurately called "race drones."

These were small drones capable of brief bursts of extreme speed and high maneuverability, navigating through all kinds of obstacles.

To qualify as a race drone, a drone must not only be agile but also achieve a speed exceeding 160 kilometers per hour.

"A whole box of chemical adhesive bombs? No—just who exactly are you guarding against?"

"You're even wary of someone as adorable as me? Do you even have humanity?"

The little fox's sarcasm came as a soft whimper; neither occupant of the car understood a word.

"Xiao Tao."

Su Qiyuan, wearing holographic glasses, directed the race drones to ascend into the sky, monitoring the surroundings to guard against the parasitic beast's return.

Capturing the parasitic beast was not their mission; their equipment was utterly inadequate for such a task. The parasitic beast's terrifying combat power had already been documented.

"Huh? Master, have you found something?" Bai Tao, fully focused on driving toward the ambush point, heard her master's low, strained call and instantly tensed, asking in a solemn tone.

"The situation is currently safe. I've sent a message to the lumberjacks preparing the ambush—they should arrive in about three minutes. But…" Su Qiyuan's expression turned mournful: "Do you have any sanitary pads?"

"After that bumpy ride, I feel like I've developed anal radiation."

Bai Tao froze, mouth slightly open, the shape of the word "you" already visible on her lips—the next words would surely involve greeting his mother.

But she swallowed the curse and snapped:

"Master! Is your hemorrhoid the one that saved your life? Can't you just cut it off?"

"Modern medicine won't mistake your testicles for hemorrhoids and remove them together!"

As Bai Tao shouted, An Sheng's Wish List flickered faintly in his mind.

"Thanks! No thanks!"

Seeing a new wish update related to Bai Tao, An Sheng's face twisted in distress and politely declined the prompt to view her wish.

She was cursing hemorrhoids, yet a new wish appeared on the Wish List.

An Sheng could guess with his butt what Bai Tao's wish was—undoubtedly tied to Su Qiyuan's rear.

The little fox declared it didn't want to see it; it feared witnessing a hemorrhoid geyser.

"Fine, fine! No need to be so angry…" Su Qiyuan muttered under his breath, then straightened his expression and deliberately blocked the blood flow from his hemorrhoid: "Turn left—there's a newly built, unopened road ahead. The lumberjacks are already waiting there. They can clean up the infestation."

Bai Tao said nothing more, obeying Su Qiyuan's command and turning left, smashing through plastic road barriers to enter the new road.

The road, which should have been dark, now flickered intermittently with lights at 7: 0 p. .

The lights stretched ahead to the road's end, revealing a construction site filled with idle machinery, abandoned and silent.

As the sedan entered, several individuals clearly not part of the construction crew turned to look at the approaching car.

"Fu."

Bai Tao leaned out the window and shouted into the empty site.

Across from them, a youth standing on the excavator's hood responded: "Li."

"Head to the prefab cabin and take cover—it's been reinforced with steel plates. Everyone else, follow orders: ignore everything else and take cover immediately."

As the youth gave the order, he leapt from the excavator's hood and crouched beneath its chassis.

With Master Fuli's arrival, the parasitic beast would surely follow.

Before the actual capture could proceed…

There was one more step.

They needed to deplete the parasitic beast's ammunition. Its former host had been a martial arts enthusiast obsessed with firearms, spending seventy to eighty thousand yuan annually at shooting ranges—and it had even hijacked a weapons transport vehicle.

If you don't burn through its ammo first, it'll be nearly impossible to capture.

"Hey, kid! Let Golden Dragon take a look at your face—why are you so attractive to bugs?!"

(End of Chapter)