"Could that Goblin Merchant actually be that powerful? Yet, I still easily took it down with a simple knife strike without any enhancement at the initial stage."
Zhang Yanhang felt that the value of the Goblin Merchant mostly lay outside of combat abilities; it must possess certain unique qualities that allowed it to rival a Second-tier One-star Monster, which was why it had an option valued at 300 soul points.
Zhang Yanhang stood beside the car and waited a few seconds before a blue Drop Treasure Box appeared near the head of the Prototype Tyrant.
"Finally got a blue Drop Treasure Box..." Zhang Yanhang had been speculating before that blue-quality treasure boxes might only drop from stronger Second-tier Monsters, and now, the Second-tier One-star strength of the Prototype Tyrant perfectly confirmed Zhang Yanhang’s guess.
"I wonder if it’s possible for stronger Second-tier Second-star Lord Monsters like the Tracker to drop stronger purple-quality treasure boxes. If not, then the highest I might be able to get in Raccoon City would be the blue-quality treasure boxes, considering that the T-001 Prototype Tyrant is already the strongest type of monster here."
Previously, Zhang Yanhang had looked at the rating settlement list, where the strongest regular monster was the T-001 Prototype Tyrant. As for stronger ones like the Tracker, those were Lord Monsters, with only one existing. Original content can be found at novelFirｅ.net
"But unfortunately, there are only fifty Tyrants in Raccoon City. Based on the drop rate of one treasure box per seven or eight monsters, at most, I can only get seven or eight boxes. Forget it, let’s continue clearing the remaining Middle Layer area."
Zhang Yanhang put the blue treasure box into his waist bag, then ran towards a pizza restaurant not too far from here. The reason he headed in this direction was that the real target was actually the restaurant, because it housed a storage box; the Prototype Tyrant was just encountered along the way and conveniently dealt with.
Standing at the door of the pizza shop, Zhang Yanhang used his Perception to sweep inside and found that besides three Beta-Type Hunters and five Lickers, there were also two Prototype Tyrants, "Isn’t this too much? It’s just a storage box, yet so many monsters are crammed into a tiny pizza shop."
"Should I come back later to clean up? After all, I haven’t started clearing the surrounding buildings yet." Zhang Yanhang had used up a lot of physical strength and spiritual power in the fight with the Prototype Tyrant just now, feeling that he might need a breather before facing the battle with the two Prototype Tyrants.
"In such a cramped indoor environment, if the three Beta-Type Hunters and two Prototype Tyrants charge at once, all starting with the Death Claw, my shield value might immediately drop to less than half. But even so, I feel I can still manage a fight."
Zhang Yanhang felt he shouldn’t run away in this situation; it’s only two Prototype Tyrants after all. If he couldn’t handle this level, how would he clear the Core Area later, where an area of just one square kilometer is filled with over twenty Prototype Tyrants and thirty-plus Beta-type Hunters along with a bunch of Lickers?
"So, clearing this pizza shop is just a small rehearsal before cleaning the Core Area. I absolutely cannot give up at this level." As he spoke, Zhang Yanhang pulled out three grenades from his waist bag and casually threw them into the pizza shop, which was so cramped that ten monsters in it seemed unable to turn around comfortably.
The confined space of the pizza shop erupted with a series of intense explosions. The flames and smoke from the explosion rose up, and the powerful shockwave instantly shattered the glass of the pizza shop. Some of the broken glass shards, carrying enough force to easily slice open a person’s carotid artery, splashed towards Zhang Yanhang, who was closest, but were all blocked by the shield.
[Successfully killed a First Tier Two-star Monster "Licker (ordinary)" ×1, Soul points +6.]
[Successfully killed a First Tier Two-star Monster "Licker (ordinary)" ×1, Soul points +6.]
[Successfully killed a First Tier Three Star Monster "Beta Type Hunter (ordinary)" ×1, Soul points +10.]
[Successfully killed a First Tier Three Star Monster "Beta Type Hunter (ordinary)" ×1, Soul points +10.]
A Prototype Tyrant, blackened by a grenade blast, crashed through the already battered doors of the pizza shop and charged straight towards Zhang Yanhang, who stood dumbfounded at the entrance.
But this time, Zhang Yanhang would not take the charge of the Prototype Tyrant head-on. Last time, he did so only to test the damage, but this time, there was no need, so he swiftly dodged to the right to avoid the Tyrant’s charge.
As Zhang Yanhang dodged, another Prototype Tyrant inside the pizza shop also activated its Charge Skill, breaking through the wall of the pizza shop and rushing to Zhang Yanhang’s side, raising its clawed hand towards his head while charging.
Now sandwiched between attacks, with a Prototype Tyrant standing on either side, the one that had just broken through the wall made the first move, stabbing directly at his head with a Death Claw.
But Zhang Yanhang did not dodge or weave; he took the Death Claw head-on and, leveraging his left hand, grabbed the right arm claw of the Prototype Tyrant, pulling it in front of him, while his right fist, infused with Spiritual Energy, burst forth rapidly, landing three punches, quick as lightning, all on the Tyrant’s oversized external heart, larger than a watermelon.
With the first punch, Zhang Yanhang deflated the Prototype Tyrant’s external heart; the thick blood vessels connecting the heart burst apart, with blood spraying out.
With the second punch, Zhang Yanhang thrust the enormous heart back into the Tyrant’s body, causing the Tyrant’s chest to cave in deeply while a distorted protrusion appeared on the back, and the corresponding exposed spine was shattered by the powerful force.
With the third and final punch, Zhang Yanhang’s right fist, filled with Spiritual Energy, exploded instantaneously; large chunks of flesh and blood from the Tyrant’s chest splattered in all directions, staining the surrounding streets a deep red. By the time Zhang Yanhang ceased his assault, only a gaping hole remained in the Tyrant’s chest, wider than the waist of an adult woman.
Through the large hole in the Prototype Tyrant’s chest, one could clearly see a withered enormous heart inexplicably sitting on the roof of a shop across the street, obviously the heart that Zhang Yanhang had just punched out of the Tyrant.