Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 343 Fukada Miki
"Then I still prefer omelette rice." Fukada Miki was not angry at Sun Hang's unreasonable behavior. Instead, she continued to talk along with what Sun Hang said.

"Speaking of eggs... well, your face." Sun Hang carefully looked at Fukada Miki for a few times, "There must be a lot of people who have seen you, right?"

"I've worked with a lot of hunters, what's wrong?"

"Tianfu City has gathered elite hunters from all over the Federation. Someone among them might recognize you." Sun Hang said, "In order to be absolutely sure..."

"Then I can just wear a mask." Fukada Miki said disapprovingly, "They can't force me to take off my mask and see what I look like, right?"

"Wearing a mask is too abrupt and will attract more attention." Sun Hang shook his head. "Besides, you are just a mechanic, not a frontline fighter."

“It makes sense for a mechanic to wear a gas mask in a harsh workshop environment, right?”

"I have a way that can make you not wear a mask, so that those who have seen you will not be able to recognize you... Do you want to try it?" Sun Hang said.

"What method?" Fukada Miki's eyes lit up, and she suddenly felt that this guy named Sun Hang was quite interesting - at least more interesting than the group of people in the superpower management department.

"Come here." Sun Hang waved at her.

Miki Fukada unbuckled her seat belt and moved from the seat opposite Sun Hang to the seat next to Sun Hang.

"The process may be a little strange, but you'd better not resist. It will happen quickly." After Sun Hang said this, he put his palm on Fukada Miki's cheek.

I saw that the shape of Fukada Miki's face gradually changed - these changes were very subtle, not even as big as the extent of the plastic surgery done by those female stars, but it was these subtle changes that made Fukada Miki's face completely transformed into a different person.

It's not just the change in face shape, the most important thing is the temperament - without speaking, Fukada Miki looks like she has changed from a 17-year-old rebellious girl to a 27-year-old cold and beautiful young woman, with a hint of charm and playfulness in her cold eyes.

As a Japanese, Fukada Miki's facial features were originally flat, just like those of Xiazhou people. But now, her facial features are very three-dimensional, and with her fair skin and straw-yellow hair, she now looks like a mixed-race person with Siberian or Ansa blood.

"Strange... Eh? My voice?" Fukada Miki just opened her mouth and was startled by her own voice which had become much more mature. "What's going on?"

"I also did some tampering with your vocal cords." Sun Hang said.

"My face always feels weird... I have an indescribable feeling." Fukada Miki frowned slightly, "What on earth did you do to me?"

"It will take you some time to get used to it." Sun Hang said, handing her a mirror.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar self in the mirror, Fukada Miki was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at Sun Hang: "Is this also your ability? Is this a disguise? Is it temporary or permanent?"

"If used on other people, the changed appearance can last for a week... If you want to keep it a secret, I suggest you come to me every six days to 'renew' it." Sun Hang said, "Of course, if you are not satisfied with the new appearance, it is best to bring it up now. Once you get off the plane, it can't be changed."

"Not bad, your aesthetic taste is quite to my taste." Fukada Miki looked at herself in the mirror again, "Tsk, with this look, if I put on an evening dress, I feel like a European lady... How interesting."

Fukada Miki was still admiring her own beauty, while Sun Hang looked her up and down, then shook his head: "There are still some places that are not perfect."

"what?"

"Your body doesn't develop like a 27-year-old young woman," said Sun Hang.

"what?"

As an "employee" of the supernatural power management department of Tianshu Tower, Miki Fukada's nutritional intake in diet and various daily exercises are all carried out in the most scientific way. Her physical development is actually quite good - but this good only refers to her height of nearly 1.7 meters. As for the size of a certain part of the body, it seriously lags behind other parts.

Just like the shortest piece of wood in a bucket.

"It's too peaceful." Sun Hang shook his head regretfully. "You covered your head. I couldn't tell whether you were facing me or with your back to me... How could someone be seventeen years old and still not have an Acup?"

It was when Sun Hang was chatting with Lao Wang out of boredom that he found out that Acup is not the smallest breast size for women - there is actually an even smaller size, AAcup.

But the one in front of me doesn’t even seem to have AA.

The cup size is generally calculated by taking the difference between the bust and underbust. 10 cm is considered Acup, and 7.5 cm is considered AAcup.

But Miki Fukada's chest is flat, and the difference between her bust and underbust is... almost zero.

To be honest, even Sun Hang's breasts are bigger than hers.

"Can you blame me for this?" Fukada Miki said unconvinced, "It just won't grow. What can I do?"

"Have you checked your hormones?" Sun Hang asked.

"Of course, Tianshu Tower told me that my body is normal... This situation can only be explained by individual differences." said Miki Fukada.

"It's better to have a little more. If it's too flat, even the clothes can't be propped up." After Sun Hang said this, he gently patted Fukada Miki on the back.

The next second, Fukada Miki's chest slowly swelled up, slowly pushing up the men's pilot jacket.

"Tsk, this is much better." Sun Hang nodded with satisfaction.

"...Do you prefer bigger women?" Fukada Miki looked down at her breasts, then looked up at Sun Hang and asked.

"I like something that's neither too big nor too small... If it's too flat, it's painful, and if it's too big, it's like a tumor and loses its beauty. The normal size is the healthiest and best looking." Sun Hang chuckled, "Of course, what size is normal depends on the other parts of the body."

For example, Lao Wang, her H cup is undoubtedly the biggest among the biggest, but the problem is that in addition to her H cup chest, she is also over 1.8 meters tall and has long legs with golden ratio, so the H cup looks very harmonious on her. Another example is Zhong Ling, her A cup is a pity, but combined with her slender figure and taciturn and cold temperament, it feels natural... What's more, this girl is still a virgin, so there is still room for development in the future.

Just as Sun Hang was thinking this, Anna's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "You don't like big breasts or small breasts, you are just lustful."

"Yes, I am lustful and honest, so I deserve the reward." Sun Hang responded with his mind without any hesitation, "But why are you still following me like a ghost?"

"If I crash the plane now, will you be angry, Mom?" Anna said.

"You'd better not do that." Sun Hang immediately stopped joking. "I know you want to stop me from returning to Tianfu City, but even if you blow up the plane, I still have a way to go back... Doing this will only increase my disgust for you."

"I don't care... No matter how much you hate me, mom, I will always love you." Anna said softly. Her voice gradually became ethereal and finally completely dissipated in Sun Hang's ears.

"Pilot!" Sun Hang stood up suddenly, startling Ling Xiao and Fukada Miki who were sitting on both sides - although the former did not show any fear, he still subconsciously grabbed the radius tied to the inside of his arm.

"What's wrong?" Fukada Miki asked immediately. She was a little confused. They were just chatting casually, but why did the atmosphere suddenly become serious and tense?

Is this guy schizophrenic?
"You two, fasten your seat belts and don't leave your seats." Sun Hang unfastened the seat belts, opened the secret compartment under the two seats, took out the parachute bag inside, and stuffed it into the two people's arms. "Have you learned skydiving?"

Ling Xiao shook his head.

"I've only tried indoor simulated skydiving," replied Miki Fukada.

"Anyway, just carry this thing on your back. It's better to have an umbrella but not know how to use it than to have no umbrella at all." After Sun Hang said that, he quickly ran towards the cab.

The cockpit of this high-speed transport plane has two seats, one for the pilot and the other for the co-pilot - but now, both pilots have fallen into a coma, one of them is leaning against his seat unconscious, and the other is slumped over the armrest of the seat, with the weight of his upper body supported entirely by the seat belt.

"Damn it, I knew it." Sun Hang immediately cut the seat belt of the pilot's seat, dragged the pilot down from the seat, and fixed him to the cabin wall with mycelium. Then, he turned over and sat in the pilot's seat.

At this time, the transport plane had approached the border of Shuzhou, and the "day-night boundary" in the distance had come into view.

Crossing the boundary between day and night is a very dangerous thing for novice pilots. The extreme changes in ambient brightness can easily make people feel spatial confusion, which can lead to flight accidents. Therefore, most planes entering and leaving Shuzhou choose to enter and leave at night. If they must enter and leave during the day, they will be driven by experienced pilots.

And now Sun Hang, who is sitting in the driver's seat, is a layman who has never even touched a joystick.

There were only five people on the plane, two pilots, Sun Hang, Ling Xiao and Fukada Miki.

The two people who could fly fell into a deep coma, and of the remaining three people, except Sun Hang, the other two were not even old enough to get a driver's license.

Sun Hang took a deep breath and took a look at the extremely complicated control console in front of him. It was filled with various instruments and buttons whose functions he had no idea about, as well as a bunch of colorful indicator lights... The only thing he could understand was probably the altimeter used to display the flight altitude.

The altimeter showed that the aircraft's altitude was constantly decreasing - the boundary between day and night at the Shuzhou border was an unsolvable visual barrier. In order to prevent the aircraft from "crashing" into the darkness and encountering the mountains "hiding" behind the visual barrier, experienced pilots would try to increase the aircraft's altitude when crossing this boundary... and now, the altimeter showed that the aircraft's altitude was less than four thousand meters.

The average altitude of the Shuzhou area is 2,500 meters, and there are many mountains with a height of over 4,000 meters.

If you keep flying like this, you will crash into the mountain sooner or later.

Sun Hang picked up the headphones thrown aside and put them on.

An urgent voice came from the headset immediately: "Is this the ground tower? Please answer the question! You have descended to a dangerous altitude, please ascend immediately! Please answer the question! Please answer the question!"

"I'm not Dongguai, I'm Sun Hang." Sun Hang said, "The two pilots on the plane fell into a coma for unknown reasons. Now I'm flying the plane."

The person at the control tower was obviously stunned for a moment, then asked, "Can you... can you fly a plane?"

"No." Sun Hang answered honestly, "So can you teach me in real time?"

"... You, you don't have to worry yet, listen to me." A new person came over at the tower. Although that person told Sun Hang not to worry yet, everyone could tell that he was the most anxious person. "There is a mountain with an altitude of 4,200 meters on your current flight path. It is expected that there will be a collision in 70 seconds. The most urgent thing is to increase the altitude... Can you see the joystick in front of you?"

"Are you talking about the one right in front of me?"

"Yes... We have just checked the condition of the aircraft. The autopilot system has failed. The attempt to remotely control the aircraft from the ground has also failed. Now you can only increase the altitude manually - grab the joystick and pull back, but don't pull too much at once. Pull slowly and lift the nose of the aircraft up little by little."

"Let me try."

Sun Hang grabbed the joystick and began to pull back slowly.

The plane's downward trend gradually stopped, and the altimeter reading next to it began to increase gradually.

“Huh…” A relieved voice came from the headset. “Just keep up this momentum. Once the altitude reaches 10,000 meters, you can level the joystick. We will immediately send out air support—Damn it!”

"What's wrong again?" Sun Hang asked puzzledly.

"The observation post just sent a message that a large number of flying monsters suddenly appeared in the airspace where you are!" The tower said, "All the fighter jets in Shuzhou that can take off have taken off... but, but they may not be able to make it in time..."

Before the tower could finish speaking, the communication was cut off and a harsh electrical noise came from the headphones.

Sun Hang sensed several strange auras, which were chasing the plane closely and getting closer and closer.

"Tsk... Bullying a rookie who can't fly a plane, right..." Sun Hang cursed in a low voice. The moment he turned his head, his sight suddenly stopped at the unconscious pilot in the co-pilot seat. "No, who said I'm a rookie who can't fly a plane?"

(End of this chapter)