Hunter of Immortals

Chapter 334: Arrival

Chapter 334: Arrival

Of course, Adam wasn't going to waste the rest of the anomalic power.

While Hellhound was undergoing its evolution, he invoked Camera and allowed it to devour what remained of the anomalic power.

Even though there wasn't much left, the anomalic power had been left behind by a high-level anomaly, so it was enough to trigger an evolution in Camera as well, transforming it into a level three anomaly that was even more powerful than it had been at its previous peak.

Adam had always wanted to evolve Camera as quickly as possible. Even though Camera was extremely fragile and also rather mediocre in direct battle, its incredible offensive prowess and abilities made it an exceptional surprise trump card.

"We don't have much time left, so I'll get you to test out your new abilities in the psychic world of our next target."

The psychic world was about to collapse, and Adam didn't waste any more time with words as he promptly departed.

Following his departure, all of his anomalies also vanished.

A slightly forlorn look appeared on Shae's face as her gaze lingered momentarily on the spot where Hellhound had just vanished, following which she also departed with everyone.

After returning to the real world, they were still in the same luxurious room as before.

At this point, the woman on the bed had already fallen completely still, and Adam approached her to examine her vital signs. After experiencing psychic death, some people would also suffer from brain trauma, while those who were lucky would be spared such a fate.

It was clear that this woman didn't fall into that category of lucky individuals, and her vital signs were already on the wane.

Mole had been responsible for lookout duty, and after everyone returned to the real world, he pointed at the woman on the bed as he asked, "What do we do with her body? Toss it to the crocodiles?"

"In a club like this, there may not be any cameras in the rooms out of consideration for the privacy of its members, but I'm certain that there are cameras in the corridors outside," Adam said. "Just leave her here. Lock the door, and it should take quite some time before anyone discovers her. What time is it right now?"

Adam opened his communicator as he spoke to find that it was 8:45 PM, which meant that they had stayed in the psychic world for around 20 to 30 minutes.

"Looks like we still have a lot of time. Let's go find our next target."

After taking a moment to adjust his clothes, Adam departed from the room with his companions with a pleased look on his face. He was the last one to leave the room, and prior to his departure, he used the enhanced strength granted to him by his prosthetics to warp the door latch slightly. That way, even if someone had a key or the password to the passcode lock, they wouldn't be able to open the door.

After leaving the room, Adam made his way down to the first floor just in time to see someone making their way into the club. It seemed that they had just completed the test as well, and they were wearing a strange homemade mask, but that wasn't what had drawn Adam's attention to him.

At this point, Adam's telegnosis was quite well-developed. The main benefit that he had received from being involuntarily fused to Clown was that his telegnosis had been enhanced. At the moment, he could sense his own telegnosis slowly being honed further and further each time any of his anomalies grew stronger.

There's something fishy about that guy...

Even though the masked figure appeared rather innocuous, Adam felt a hint of discomfort when looking at him.

That man's telegnosis seemed to be even sharper than Adam's, and Adam had only been looking at him for less than five seconds when the man raised his head to meet his gaze. Beneath the mask was a pair of hawk-like eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything. This feeling of being stripped bare sent a chill running down Adam's spine, and he unconsciously stopped in his tracks.

The masked man seemed to be able to sense Adam's apprehension, and the look in his eyes immediately softened, following which the discomfort that Adam was feeling also completely faded.

It was as if everything that he had felt just now had been nothing more than an illusion.

Am I just overly sensitive because I just came out of the psychic world, or is he actually a potent threat to me?

Adam was rather perplexed, but it was always better to be safe than sorry, so he was more inclined to believe the latter option.

Hence, even after making his way down to the first floor, he still made sure to take a glance at the masked man from time to time.

However, the masked man was behaving in a very calm and collected fashion. In fact, he was even trying out all of the dishes being laid out on the tables, and that made Adam partially drop his guard.

After all, even if the southern congress or the Guild of Immortality had sent someone to investigate him, they most likely weren't going to send a psychic mutant for the job. All psychic mutants were completely deranged and impossible to control. In fact, despite how erratic the three brothers could be at times, they were actually relatively sane among psychic mutants.

There were psychic mutants out there who were far more deranged than them, and those people couldn't be trusted to do anything.

Hopefully, I was just overly sensitive.

While Adam was still keeping an eye on the masked man, most of his attention was focused on searching for more prey.

His initial idea was to strike up a conversation with someone, just as he had done with the woman from earlier, but most of the people in the restaurant were purely here for the meal, and they were interested in conversation. Furthermore, he wasn't eating any of the food on the tables, so that made everyone else even less inclined to talk to him.

After that, Adam paid a visit to the bathroom to see if he could find some stragglers.

However, due to how luxurious the place was, the bathroom was massive, and people were constantly coming and going, so there weren't any suitable opportunities to strike. After all, they weren't here to carry out assassinations. Killing someone would've perhaps only taken two seconds, but killing a powerful anomaly could take dozens of minutes, perhaps even longer than that.

Thus, Adam was forced to abandon his bathroom strategy as well.

In the end, an opening appeared on Rabbit's end.

After returning to the first floor, she began wandering aimlessly, eating anything that caught her interest, and it was her relaxed and carefree demeanor that attracted attention from some of the other restaurant patrons.

In addition to that, she had an exceptional figure. Even her disguise couldn't conceal her attractive body, and thus, it didn't take long before someone approached her to strike up a conversation.

"I've been here quite a few times, but very rarely do I find a woman who enjoys the heart. It's a very good cut of meat, but unfortunately, not many people know how to appreciate it."

Rabbit was chewing noisily on something when she raised her head to discover a gentleman next to her, and without putting any thought into her response, she replied, "This stuff has a great texture. It's very chewy, and I prefer chewy things over foods with softer textures."

"Is that right? I like this type of texture as well. It makes me think of a beating heart, as if eating it is the equivalent of injecting someone else's life force into my own body."

"It's not that deep for me, I just think it tastes good."

Rabbit was chatting with the gentleman as she ate, and her pure and unfiltered attitude was making the gentleman more and more interested in her by the second.

After a brief conversation, he invited her to his booth.

"I reserved a private booth today, and I would like to invite you to come and dine with me. May I have this honor?" the gentleman asked as he extended a slight bow and offered a hand to Rabbit.

Rabbit reflexively wanted to refuse, but thankfully, she had just enough mental wherewithal to remember the objective for this trip, and she took a glance in Adam's direction before nodding in response.

"Let's go."

The two of them departed from the hall, and the man said something to the butler before taking Rabbit to a private booth.

The style of the decor and furnishings inside the booth was different from what was outside. The hall had been constructed in the Byzantine style, but the construction of the booth was in a minimalistic Japanese style. The wooden doors, paper windows, short tables, and the peaceful classical Japanese music playing all contributed to a sense of peace and serenity.

Not long after the two of them sat down, a group of Japanese chefs placed a series of small dishes onto their tables, containing things like wasabi, soy sauce, and various different types of snacks.

After that, the main dish for the day was brought out, and it was a living person who had been tied up like a tuna.