Chapter 102: Let the Hunting Spree Begin
The giant’s fist tore through the air.
BOOOOOOM!
The force alone shattered nearby crates. Concrete cracked beneath his feet. A normal person would have been turned into paste.
But Nobody wasn’t normal anymore. Not after tutorial hell. Not after surviving Demoness Aconite’s poison. Not after battling monsters that could flatten buildings.
The instant the fist approached....
SHING!
Two bladed-crowbars appeared in Nobody’s hands.
The giant fist guy grinned. "You can’t stop...."
SLASH!
SLASH!
SLASH!
SLASH!
Dozens of cuts suddenly appeared across his arm. Blood exploded outward.
The giant fist guy’s eyes widened. "AARRRRGH!" He stumbled backward. Deep wounds covered his massive forearm.
Nobody landed lightly. Then casually twirled the blade-crowbars.
The giant fist guy stared in disbelief. The wounds were far deeper than expected.
But then red energy appeared. The flesh started moving. The wounds rapidly closed. Muscles reconnected, skin repaired itself.
Within seconds, his arm looked almost normal.
The giant fist guy laughed proudly. "YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME?!" He spread his arms dramatically. "My regeneration is absolute!"
Nobody stared. Then shrugged. "I fought better."
The giant fist guy blinked. "...What?"
"I said." Nobody pointed his crowbar. "I fought better regenerators."
The giant fist guy’s confidence immediately took emotional damage.
Meanwhile....
The knife user finally moved. His body vanished. A stealth skill. Professional but deadly skill. Even trained fighters would struggle to track him.
The knife user grinned. "Too slow. Now die." His blade aimed directly toward Nobody’s back. Then...his grin disappeared. Because Nobody wasn’t there.
The knife user’s eyes widened. "Huh?"
A voice suddenly came from behind him. "Looking for someone?"
The knife user slowly turned around.
Nobody stood directly behind him, crowbar already raised.
The knife user’s soul briefly left his body.
CLANG!
BONK!!
The crowbar connected directly with his head. The impact created a shockwave. The knife user became a human projectile.
WHOOOOOOSH!!
He flew across the warehouse. Smashed through three crates. Five walls, two forklifts and finally disappeared into the distance.
Nobody stared. "...Dang."
The system appeared.
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[STEALTH FAILED]
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"No kidding."
Far away the knife user lay upside down inside a container. His life choices flashed before his eyes.
The giant fist guy wasn’t happy at all. His ally got launched into another zip code. His arm still hurt. And the bunny biker wouldn’t stop talking.
The giant fist guy roared. "YOU LITTLE..."
BOOOOM!!
His fist crashed downward.
Nobody jumped.
Another punch.
BOOOOM!!
The ground exploded.
Another punch.
BOOOOM!!
A crater formed.
The giant fist guy attacked relentlessly. Each strike created enough force to crush vehicles. Nobody dodged effortlessly.
Jump.
Slide.
Twist.
Sidestep.
Every movement flowed naturally.
The giant fist guy grew increasingly frustrated. "STOP MOVING!"
Nobody laughed. "No.."
The giant roared again. Then put all his strength into one strike. His giant fist shot forward like a missile.
The gangster smiled. "Got him." This time there was no escape. No way out.
The giant fist smashed forward.
Then...something felt very wrong.
The giant blinked. His fist had connected. Well..technically. But not the way he expected.
A small figure sat comfortably on top of it.
Cross-legged like it was a chair. It was Nobody.
The giant fist guy froze.
Nobody waved. "Hi."
The giant stared.
Nobody stared. Several seconds passed.
The giant finally shouted. "HOW ARE YOU SITTING ON MY FIST?!"
Nobody pointed downward. "Good balance."
The giant nearly exploded from anger. "GET OFF!"
Nobody looked offended. "What do you mean get off? This is premium real estate."
The giant fist guy’s eye twitched.
Nobody patted the fist. "Nice view."
The giant tried shaking him off. Nothing happened. Nobody remained seated and completely relaxed.
The system appeared.
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Current Territory:
One Giant Fist
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Nobody immediately pointed. "See? I knew your hand is as good spot as a moon."
The giant almost had a stroke. "THAT’S MY HAND!"
Nobody shook his head. "Wrong." He stood dramatically. Then spread his arms. "Today. This land joins the Bunny Empire."
The giant felt genuine fear. "...What?"
Nobody grinned. "Oh yeah. We doing colonization now."
The system appeared.
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[USER IS BEING WEIRD AGAIN]
(ᵕ—_—)
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"Again?"
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[ALWAYS]
(≖_≖ )
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The giant suddenly sensed lot of danger.
Nobody’s crowbars transformed.
SHING!
Two blade-crowbars emerged.
The giant gulped. "What are you doing?"
Nobody smiled. "Planting flags."
The giant became confused. "What flags?"
Nobody pointed the blades downward. "These flags."
The giant immediately understood. "Oh no."
STAB!!
STAB!!
The twin blade-crowbars pierced directly through his massive fist. Blood erupted everywhere.
The giant screamed. "AAAAAAAAAAARGH!!"
The warehouse shook. Nobody stood proudly on top of the wounded hand like an explorer discovering a new continent. Then he raised one arm. "NEW LAND CONQUERED!"
The giant nearly cried. "THAT’S MY HAND!!"
Nobody pointed dramatically. "Not anymore."
The system appeared.
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Territory Successfully Claimed
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Nobody nodded. "Excellent."
The giant fist guy’s regeneration immediately activated. The wounds slowly began healing.
But this time the giant looked terrified.
Not because of the damage, not because of the pain. But because of the realization.
This bunny biker wasn’t normal at all.
The giant fist had fought countless people like mercenaries, hunters, criminals, soldiers. None of them behaved like this.
Nobody wasn’t fighting him. Nobody was treating him like a theme park attraction. And somehow that was even scarier.
The giant fist gangster refused to stay down.
Even with blood pouring from his hand. Even with two blade-crowbars buried deep in his flesh. Even with the pain making his entire arm tremble. He still roared. "YOU THINK THIS IS ENOUGH TO STOP ME?!"
The warehouse shook from his voice. Nearby crates rattled. Metal shelves vibrated.
The giant fist guy swung his injured arm violently. Trying to throw Nobody away and trying to crush him. Trying to do anything that would remove the crimson bunny menace attached to his fist.
Unfortunately, Nobody was having way too much fun. He tightened his grip on the crowbars. "Oh? You still got energy?"
The giant fist growled. "I’LL CRUSH YOU!"
Nobody laughed. "Wrong answer."
SHUNK!
The bladed-crowbars plunged even deeper into the giant’s hand.
The giant immediately screamed. "AAAAAAARGHHH!"
Nobody twisted the weapons slightly.
The giant nearly collapsed. The giant desperately tried regenerating. His flesh began reconnecting. Muscles started healing.
But Nobody kept moving the blades. Every time the wound began closing, he tore it open again.
SHUNK!
SLASH!
SHUNK!
SLASH!
The giant’s face turned pale. "ARE YOU A MANIAC?!"
Nobody paused. Then thoughtfully placed a finger on his helmet. "Hmm. Maybe."
The giant regretted asking.
Nobody suddenly looked toward us,"Guys, how’s my hunting spree looking?"
Even the unconscious guards somehow looked confused.
Nobody nodded to himself. "Never mind. I’ll show you more."
The giant fist guy immediately shouted. "NO!"
ButtToo late.
SWIIIIISH!
Nobody dragged both blade-crowbars sideways. Fresh cuts opened across the giant’s massive fist. Blood sprayed across the concrete floor.
The giant fist’s scream echoed throughout the entire warehouse. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Nobody landed lightly on top of a crate.
The giant fist guy stumbled backward while clutching his injured arm. His regeneration worked overtime. But now his face no longer showed confidence. It only showed fear.
Nobody slowly twirled the blood-stained crowbars. Then pointed one directly at him. "See. Most hunters collect trophies."
The giant swallowed nervously.
Then Nobody casually pointed toward the blood dripping from the giant’s hand. "Blood is my primary hunting fee."
The giant felt a chill run down his spine.
The system appeared.
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[WARNING]⚠︎⚠︎
User is sounding increasingly violent
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Nobody looked offended. "Violent? I’m collecting taxes."
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[THAT IS NOT BETTER]
"( – ⌓ – )
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The giant fist guy finally took several steps backward. He genuinely wanted to leave. Not because he couldn’t win, not because he was badly injured. But because the bunny biker was terrifying.
Nobody noticed immediately. "Oh?"
The giant froze.
Nobody pointed. "You’re thinking about running."
The giant didn’t answer. Which was the answer enough.
Nobody suddenly laughed. "Relax."
The giant fist guy looked hopeful.
Then Nobody continued. "I’m not gonna stop you."
The giant’s eyes lit up. "Really?!"
Nobody nodded. "Yeah." Then he raised both crowbars. A dangerous grin hidden beneath the rabbit helmet.
"...Because chasing prey is more fun."
