Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 207 Zhong Ling’s Dream
"Strictly speaking, there should be nine stars appearing at the same time." Yang Qi said, "and one is the real sun, the yellow dwarf star 150 million kilometers away from us."

"What are the characteristics of this thing?" Sun Hang asked, "For example, what are the conditions and timing for its appearance?"

"There is no pattern to follow, just like the Eternal Night." Yang Qi shook his head and said, "That is to say, although it has disappeared now, it may appear again at any time. We can't take it lightly."

"What you said is the same as if you didn't say anything." Sun Hang curled his lips, "According to this calculation, this thing may appear directly above Chunming City... or even inside the Tianshu Tower."

"In theory, it is possible." Yang Qi rubbed his forehead. "So Tianshu Tower didn't give any detailed emergency plans. They just told the Lizhou City Management Committee to quickly organize post-disaster reconstruction and properly resettle the victims of this incident."

"That means, there's nothing for us to do next?" Sun Hang stretched lazily.

"Yes. But the Lizhou City Management Committee still requests that we stay here for a few more days." Yang Qi said, "The monster hunters originally stationed in Lizhou City can't be contacted now. The city defense guards and the local Abnormal Investigation Bureau are now in an overloaded state. We are now the only emergency combat force in the entire Lizhou City that can move freely."

"I understand. To put it bluntly, it's to keep the situation under control," said Sun Hang.

"That's about what I mean." Yang Qi nodded.

"Isn't Tianfu City in a hurry?"

"Chimera No. 17 will not appear again in the short term, and the last batch of hunters who carried out the tracing mission have just returned and are resting in the city. The gap in combat power in Tianfu City is not too big."

"What about you? Your sister is still lying in the intensive care unit." Sun Hang glanced at her and asked.

"I called the teacher and asked. Ah Lian's condition is very stable and she is not in danger of death." Yang Qi said, "Besides, she is now in the intensive care unit. I can't go back to see her, let alone help her... It's better for me to stay here and do what I can."

"Where's Lao Wang? How's she doing?"

"It's still the same. Although the ultra-low temperature has temporarily suppressed the development of the infection process, as long as she leaves the eternally frozen coffin, she will..." Yang Qi paused and looked at Sun Hang seriously, "Are you really going to... absorb her memes directly?"

"Is this the only way to save her?"

"...I don't know." Yang Qi sighed, "My logic tells me that I should stop your crazy plan...but deep down in my heart, I desperately hope that you can successfully rescue Wang Xiyi...this is really...really..."

Yang Qi was silent for a moment before continuing, "It's really... a little contradictory."

"There is no contradiction at all. You stopped me because you were worried that I would be infected by the out-of-control meme, but at the same time you also hoped that Lao Wang could survive. These two things are not in conflict." Sun Hang said.

"How is there no conflict? If you want to save her, you have to risk being infected by the out-of-control meme..."

"What if I say I won't be infected?" Sun Hang interrupted Yang Qi and looked her straight in the eyes and asked, "Do you believe it?"

Yang Qi was stunned. She and Sun Hang stared at each other for a full half minute before she turned away awkwardly: "...You'd better not be bragging."

"Of course I'm not bragging!"

Sun Hang thought that even if he wanted to be infected by the out-of-control meme, those three annoying monkeys probably wouldn't agree.

"Okay, I'm going back to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow to go to Panlong Airport... Do you want to come with me?" Yang Qi said.

"Sleeping together?"

"I mean... let's go to the airport together tomorrow morning!" Yang Qi rolled her eyes at Sun Hang and said unhappily, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's obviously you who said it, and it's easy for people to misunderstand it." Sun Hang said aggrievedly, "Just go, you have nothing to do in the hotel anyway."

"I'll come and call you at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." After saying this, Yang Qi left the room.

Sun Hang glanced in the direction of the balcony and asked, "How long do you plan to eavesdrop?"

There was only a slight rustling sound, and a translucent figure stood up from the balcony, climbed over the railing and jumped out - that strange posture did not seem like an action that a human could do at all.

Of course, this guy is indeed not a human being.

This is a ghost corpse, one of the ghost equipment that Zhong Ling was carrying, numbered "005", with the abilities of optical camouflage and breath concealment - all this information was downloaded directly by Sun Hang from the database of Tianshu Tower. In addition, he also knew one thing: the ghost corpse that stopped Overlord from continuing to attack him that day was the most powerful ghost corpse in Zhong Ling's hands, numbered "001", and its true identity was Zhong Ling's "deceased" mother.

"Why does this little girl like to eavesdrop on other people's gossip?" Sun Hang muttered in a low voice.

Not long after Yang Qi walked into the room, the corpse climbed over the balcony railing and came in, then lay on the balcony without moving... Unfortunately, its breath concealing ability was almost a blank skill for Sun Hang.

Could it be that Zhong Ling saw Yang Qi go straight into her room and sent this strange skeleton to find out what happened... Isn't she afraid of accidentally seeing some content that is not suitable for children?
Or is it that she came here just for the content that is not suitable for children?

Sun Hang subconsciously recalled the beautiful fantasies that appeared in his head after he was affected by the Tumei meme on the nameless island. He still clearly remembered the image of Zhong Ling wearing knee-length white stockings in the fantasy - it's a pity that fantasy is just fantasy after all, and in reality her most common outfit is a long skirt that reaches her ankles... In terms of "generosity", Lao Wang is far better than her.

But considering that Lao Wang is a person whose clothes will explode when he activates his ability, it seems understandable.

Sun Hang was just about to go to bed when someone knocked on the door again.

This time, the person standing at the outer door was Zhong Ling, who was wearing a nightgown. She was holding a big pillow in her arms, with her delicate little face buried in the pillow. Her eyes moved to the side, not looking at Sun Hang who opened the door for her.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Ling said in a low voice.

"What?"

"Yes...I'm sorry."

"Just because of what happened just now?"

"......Hmm" Zhong Ling's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

"When you apologize, you should look the other person in the eye. This is the most basic etiquette, right?" Seeing the other person's look, Sun Hang also had the urge to play a teasing on her.

"Oh...oh..." Zhong Ling raised his head somewhat stiffly, looked into Sun Hang's eyes, and said with great difficulty, "I'm...sorry..."

After saying that, her face suddenly turned red.

"Okay, I forgive you." Sun Hang waved his hand generously.

But just when Zhong Ling turned around and tried to escape, he stopped her and asked, "But I'm a little curious, why did you send Gui Hai to eavesdrop on my conversation with Yang Qi? If you have anything to say, can't you just ask us directly?"

"I... I thought you and her... were in that kind of relationship." Zhong Ling's voice became even quieter.

"What kind of relationship?" "Just... that kind of..."

"Oh, I think I understand what you mean." Sun Hang leaned against the door frame and smiled, "So that's what you wanted to eavesdrop on~"

"No, I just..." Zhong Ling was startled and quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."

"Just curious?"

"...Hmm." Zhong Ling glanced at Yang Qi and Zhu Long's room and asked in a very low voice, "Can you let me in?"

"Is there anything else?" Sun Hang asked puzzledly.

Zhong Ling nodded.

……

five minutes later.

Sun Hang, leaning against the cabinet, rubbed his temple speechlessly. Looking at the girl in front of him who had almost buried her head in the pillow, Sun Hang let out a long sigh.

Although Zhong Ling's description was confusing, Sun Hang still understood what she meant - she seldom dreamed, and in the occasional dreams, there was usually only herself and those puppet-like skeletons. Very rarely, she could still dream of her mother's appearance before she died.

For her, dreams are her only chance to see her mother, so she cherishes every time she dreams.

But just a while ago, he broke into her dream without any warning and did all kinds of unspeakable things to her...and what made this girl feel most ashamed was that not only did she not put up any resistance, but she even enjoyed it.

"According to the time calculation, when Zhong Ling had this dream, I should have just absorbed Tumi's meme... Damn, could it be that my ability to make wishes come true took effect and forcibly implanted my fantasy into their dreams?" Sun Hang's heart was filled with thousands of horses galloping... If he remembered correctly, during that period of time, he had fantasized about more than one woman, Zhong Ling.

Wang Xiyi, Yang Qi, Yang Lian, Ye Xuan... and even women like Song Yarong and "Bao Si" who he had little contact with...

If these fantasies also appeared in their dreams...

It's over, social death.

Let's escape from this planet overnight...

No no no...that's not right...

It was just a dream, they probably wouldn't think of anything strange. For example, Yang Qi didn't show any special reaction after seeing me, and she didn't even mention anything about dreams...

Then as long as you pretend that you don't know, there shouldn't be any big problem.

It was only because Zhong Ling was too thin-skinned and she attached great importance to dreams that she behaved so outrageously...

"Well, you mean I should be responsible?" Sun Hang glanced at the girl sitting on the bed. "But you know, this is just a dream."

The other party didn't answer, but buried his head deeper in the pillow.

"To be honest, you're quite cute when you're shy. Much more interesting than your usual expressionless face." Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Sun Hang simply decided to add fuel to the fire - as soon as he finished speaking, the tips of Zhong Ling's ears that were exposed between her long black hair instantly turned as red as blood.

The skin on the tip of her ear was very thin, and the slender blood vessels underneath could be vaguely seen. Her skin, as crystal-like as jade, coupled with the bright red color after being congested, made her look like a piece of finely carved bloodstone.

"What are you going to do?"

"……I have no idea."

"Miss, this is your own dream, not mine." Sun Hang squatted down, "You can't sue me for molestation, can you?"

Sun Hang suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. He looked up and found that the corpse numbered 001 was standing on the balcony, staring at him coldly.

Clearly, the cloudy pupils of Gui Hai didn't even have a focus, but Sun Hang could feel that sharp gaze like a blade, cutting him piece by piece.

"Oops." Sun Hang muttered in his heart, "I was flirting with someone's daughter when her mother jumped out."

"Uh, Zhong Ling." Sun Hang pointed cautiously in the direction of the balcony, "Is there something wrong with your strange corpse?"

"...She wants to kill you." Zhong Ling said bluntly.

"Why?" Sun Hang asked angrily, "What crime have I committed?"

"She thinks you're bullying me."

"I...I...I feel like I'm more wronged than Dou E." Sun Hang said, "Coincidentally, the time and temperature now also meet the conditions for snow in June."

Zhong Ling didn't say anything, but Sun Hang noticed that Gui Hai seemed to have taken two steps back, and the look he gave him was not as aggressive anymore.

"How about I take you back to your room?" Sun Hang suggested.

"If I have a dream like that again..."

Sun Hang subconsciously wanted to say "No", but after thinking carefully, if he denied it so firmly, wouldn't it be a clear indication that the other party's indescribable dream was directly related to himself? He thought for a moment and changed to a more euphemistic statement: "It shouldn't be... You dream about what you think about during the day, so even if you dream again tonight, it should be a dream of fighting fires, right?"

"But I've been thinking about that dream all day...the dream about you."

"..."

Sun Hang found that he had overlooked a problem.

Compared to psychologically mature women like Wang Xiyi and Yang Qi, Zhong Ling's mental state is obviously flawed. The loss of her mother at a young age and the lack of fatherly love have had an unignorable impact on her personality. In addition, her mother was transformed by her father into his own "weird equipment" - for the young Zhong Ling at that time, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back... After experiencing these things, out of human self-protection mechanism, she naturally closed her heart and turned into a serious, three-no girl.

However, for such a girl with nothing, nothing at all, the impact of this dream was devastating. It unreasonably tore apart her self-deceiving self-protection, pulled out her scarred personality, and slapped her in the face with an extremely loud slap.

This was supposed to be a good thing, but unfortunately, Sun Hang became the "wall breaker"... and in such a way that is not suitable for children...

This is really a headache.

(End of this chapter)