CHAPTER 38: 38. MUTATED MACAQUE

Second level Patrol Officer Fan Yu’s eyes were filled with intense fear.

He carefully drove an old patrol car, racing down the pitch-black road, his mind inadvertently recalling the earlier scene.

A big macaque, entirely golden yellow, one size larger than a normal macaque, slammed fiercely into an anti-riot vehicle.

"Boom!"

There was a loud explosion.

The five-ton anti-riot vehicle’s side instantly dented a large chunk, quickly rolled a few times, and toppled into the roadside ditch.

And the big macaque merely staggered back a few steps, shook its head a bit dizzy, and then returned to normal.

This scene left an incredibly deep impression on Fan Yu.

Now, thinking back, he still felt his heart pounding, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

He didn’t even know where he got the courage at the time to draw his gun, aim at the big macaque, and quickly empty the magazine.

The big macaque, drawn to the attention, roared angrily and charged over.

He quickly jumped back into the patrol car, using a kiting method to lure the big macaque away.

Fan Yu cursed foully: "Damn it, this is too freaking abnormal, can’t even kill it with bullets; it must be a mutated macaque."

At that time, eight patrol officers fired at the big macaque simultaneously, including four submachine guns, yet they still couldn’t kill it.

Not only that.

This thing charged forward through a hail of bullets, swinging its arms and sending several colleagues flying.

Just from the "whoosh" sound of the slaps, the probability of colleagues surviving seemed very low.

Before the patrol team arrived, this thing seemed to have already killed as many as eleven villagers.

With such terrifying destructive power, it was undoubtedly a mutant creature.

Fan Yu’s legs shook as he heard the "thump thump" footsteps approaching from behind.

He immediately knew that the mutated macaque was catching up.

He cursed fiercely, "Damn it, from now on, hand any animal attack cases directly to the Liren Special Team, I’m never going again."

Soon.

A bend appeared ahead.

Although Fan Yu couldn’t see the scene beyond the bend, he didn’t dare to slow down.

He could only rely entirely on instinct, turning the steering wheel to maneuver through the bend.

"Bang!"

The car body hit the guardrail.

The right headlight seemed to have been damaged, flickering a few times before going out.

"Bang!"

The rear of the car seemed to have been hit by a rock, almost losing control.

Obviously, this was the handiwork of the mutated macaque.

Fan Yu’s heart went cold: "It’s over, this time I’ll really be torn apart by the mutated macaque."

"Torn apart" wasn’t just an exaggeration.

Several villagers had been violently torn to shreds by the mutated macaque.

If he slowed down, the car would either be smashed by rocks then caught by the mutated macaque, or, if he sped up and the car’s headlights failed, he’d crash on one of the many bends ahead, still getting caught by the macaque.

In short.

He’s doomed!

Fan Yu had no choice but to grit his teeth and press down on the accelerator.

A few seconds later.

Another bend suddenly appeared.

Fan Yu didn’t have time to turn, he could only watch helplessly as the vehicle crashed into a tree.

"Boom!"

With a heavy sound.

The airbag instantly deployed, filling the car with a pungent odor.

Fan Yu, dazed and dizzy, could only close his eyes and wait for death.

At that moment.

This patrol officer suddenly heard a few "cooing" sounds.

He shook his head, a thought popping into his mind: "How are there birds chirping in the dead of night? That’s really odd!"

Then.

Something even stranger happened.

"Woo~ woo~"

The mutated macaque howled in anger, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Fan Yu struggled to unbuckle his seatbelt, crawling out of the car with a bewildered look on his face.

Why did the big macaque leave?

So I narrowly escaped death?

*

Elsewhere.

Yang Fan observed the roaring mutated macaque through the eyes of a Night Owl.

Just now, he had witnessed the patrol car going off-road, realized the patrol officer was in danger, and decisively ordered the night squad to act.

The Night Owls had all been implanted with the "Seed of Spirit Concealment," capable of wielding "Spirit Concealment Power," perfectly blending into the night.

When they swooped down rapidly to launch an attack on the mutated macaque, the latter didn’t even notice the Night Owls.

However.

The mutated macaque’s skin was astonishingly tough.

Two Night Owls clawed at the big macaque’s back, only managing to pull off a few tufts of monkey hair, leaving a few white marks on the surface of the skin.

Unexpectedly, the skin wasn’t broken!

As for the other Night Owl.

Its beak had undergone a slight mutation, its hardness significantly increased, and Yang Fan had given it the name "Iron Beak."

Iron Beak silently swooped above the Big Macaque’s head, viciously delivering a peck with its bird beak, leaving a bloody gash.

The Mutated Macaque, in pain, was instantly enraged.

So it abandoned its attack on the patrol car and started chasing after the Night Owl.

A few seconds later.

The Mutated Macaque barreled forward, crashing into a tree as thick as a bowl’s edge.

The tree snapped with a "bang."

The broken trunk fell to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of snow dust, looking quite impressive.

The Big Macaque, however, was unharmed, only losing some monkey fur.

Yang Fan’s eye twitched at the sight.

This creature’s physical resilience is too strong?!

He felt a bit tempted: "Why do I feel like the Superpower this thing has awakened is probably not just Low Grade?"

Yang Fan made up his mind and ordered, "Lure the Mutated Macaque over here!"

An ability potentially of a higher grade, present in this Big Macaque, was something he did not want to miss.

"Guh!"

The three Night Owls immediately executed the command.

In the following moment.

The Spirit Concealment Superpower proved to be immensely effective.

The Night Owls flitted back and forth around the Mutated Macaque, occasionally catching the Big Macaque off guard, yet it had no means to retaliate.

Although it was nighttime and hardly anything could be seen, the Big Macaque was quite clever, attempting to use its ears to locate the Night Owl by the sound of the wind.

Unfortunately, it failed.

The Spirit Concealment Power within the Night Owls allowed them to fly silently, leaving the Mutated Macaque hearing only silence and helplessly raging.

Yang Fan was very satisfied, "The Spirit Concealment Superpower is indeed useful!"

Without the Spirit Concealment, the three Night Owls would be instantly killed as soon as they dared to approach the Big Macaque.

But with the Spirit Concealment, the Night Owls could tightly engage the Mutated Macaque.

This was a qualitative change!

After a while.

The Mutated Macaque finally realized it was no match for the three birds.

It howled "woo woo" a few times, suddenly stopping, as if preparing to retreat.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, "Little ones, hit it hard."

After that.

The three Night Owls executed a beautifully coordinated maneuver.

Two Night Owls deliberately made faint wind noises, attacking the Big Macaque from both left and right from behind.

The Big Macaque suddenly turned around, swinging its arms brutally at the Night Owl.

However.

It struck only air.

The Night Owl seemed to have anticipated this, halting abruptly in mid-air, dodging the Big Macaque’s punch by a hair.

The distance between them was less than a hand’s breadth.

But it was a chasm.

The third Night Owl, Iron Beak, dove down rapidly, aiming sharply at the Mutated Macaque’s eye.

In the blink of an eye.

The Big Macaque tilted its head.

Iron Beak struck the corner of its eye, leaving a bloody gash as bright red blood instantly poured out.

The Mutated Macaque was completely enraged.

As it howled "aowu" furiously, it madly chased after the Night Owl.

"Boom! Boom!"

Thundering crashes could be heard.

Many trees were snapped by the Big Macaque.

This creature, with the strength of a single macaque, put on quite a show.

Two minutes later.

The Big Macaque had just maneuvered around a large rock when it suddenly saw a blinding crimson light burst forth from the front.

It was none other than the curiosity—Thunder Branch.

A visible crimson electric serpent darted over a dozen meters in an instant, precisely striking the Mutated Macaque’s chest.

"Zap-bang!"

A series of crackling sounds followed.

The Big Macaque was instantly charred.

Its fur turned into black ash, shedding all over the ground.

One must say.

This hair loss effect was striking.

A large area on the Mutated Macaque’s chest, where the electric serpent struck, instantly turned to char.

Its body fell into deep paralysis, unable to move even a finger.

Despite this.

The Big Macaque did not die.

Its mouth and nose were still breathing, as the paralyzed state quickly faded.

This showed how incredibly strong its physicality was, and how astounding its recovery capability.

Enduring the intense pain, a question suddenly crossed the Mutated Macaque’s mind—where is the enemy?

It immediately heard a voice, "It didn’t die from that? How freaky!"

The next moment.

A sharp threaded steel rod silently appeared in front of the Big Macaque.

In the eyes of the Mutated Macaque, a strong color of terror emerged instantly.