Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 350 Lunch Box
"Maybe," Zhong Ling said calmly, "I need to go back and take notes."

"Uh... that's right." Sun Hang scratched his head, "Can I not do it?"

Sun Hang himself didn't plan to do it... Even though the out-of-control hunter could be considered to have been killed by him alone, as long as he didn't want to make a statement, no one in the entire Tianfu City would dare to force him to make one.

Anyway, the outposts and patrol convoys are equipped with high-definition recorders, and recording is much more efficient than the formalistic approach of asking names and gender first. In the current situation in Shuzhou, those who like to stick to the rules or like to make profits by sticking to the rules have mostly retreated to the second line, and efficiency is basically the priority in everything.

Many of the officials who were rescued in the previous space-time ghost incident resigned from their positions as Tianfu City Management Committee members and left Shuzhou with their families under various excuses... As for the current Tianfu City Management Committee, nearly two-thirds of them are new blood.

Among these fresh bloods, there are young people promoted from the bottom, as well as experienced and practical people who were parachuted in - Yang Lian and Sun Hang mentioned this more than once. In her words, "It is indeed much more comfortable to do the work now than before."

"Not good." Zhong Ling shook his head. "However, there should be some leftover lunch in the refrigerator. You can heat it up in the microwave."

"convenient?"

"What I made before was intended for Yang Qi and the others," said Zhong Ling.

"Okay then...do you need me to take you back?"

"I'll just follow the convoy." Zhong Ling glanced at him, "Do you want to come with us?"

"No, I'll go back first. I'm hungry." Sun Hang waved his hand.

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Tianfu City, an exclusive residential area for monster hunters.

Sun Hang opened the refrigerator and sure enough, in the top compartment, there were seven or eight plastic lunch boxes neatly stacked. These lunch boxes were wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap with labels on them that stated the contents of the lunch boxes.

"Even if Zhong Ling isn't a person with special abilities, she wasn't born into a family like that... With her abilities, she could probably reach the pinnacle of her life by selling lunch boxes, right?" Sun Hang muttered, turning to look at Fukada Miki, who was sitting at the dining table and staring at the table in a trance, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Is there anything to eat?" Fukada Miki raised her head and asked.

"Uh, let me see... fried tomato and egg with minced meat and eggplant, fried fried chicken nuggets with diced 3-D, oh, there's actually a whole big pig's trotter in one box!"

"The one with the Karaage Chicken Nuggets," said Fukada Miki. "By the way, aren't you going to bring food to that white-haired woman? Does that mean we have to go back to the research institute later?"

"No, there is a word called 'the power of technology'." Sun Hang picked up a lunch box at random and stuffed it into a foam box. He walked outside the villa and hung the foam box under a drone.

A few seconds later, the drone slowly took off and flew towards the Tianfu City Research Institute.

"You must have seen drones delivering food, right?" Sun Hang said with a smile, "Border cities like Tianfu City have them, and Chunming City must be even more common."

"No, Chunming City doesn't have any." Fukada Miki shook her head. "Chunming City has strict control over civilian drones. All civilian drones must be registered, and every flight must report the time, trajectory, and purpose to the Drone Management Bureau. There are also many no-fly zones...so no one would use these to deliver food."

"Tsk...it seems that Chunming City is still not as good as Tianfu City in some aspects..." Sun Hang said.

"Judging from your accent, you don't seem to be a native of Tianfu City. Why do you look so proud?" Fukada Miki was a little confused.

"To be honest, I don't even know where I'm from... But since I live in Tianfu City, I'm a Tianfu person. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Sun Hang said.

"...You don't have a birth record? What about your parents?" Fukada Miki frowned, "Have you lived here since you can remember? That's not right... If that's the case, you should..."

"If I tell you that I only have a few months of memory, would you believe it?" Sun Hang threw two boxes of lunch boxes into the microwave and set the power and time.

"Believe it, why not?" Fukada Miki said, "So, you have lost your memory, and you are also an 'illegal resident'. No information about you can be found in either the household registration database of Tianfu City or the citizen archives of Xiazhou Federation...right?"

"That's a pretty accurate guess." Sun Hang nodded.

"This is not a guess, this is reasoning, and it is a very simple reasoning." Fukada Miki raised her eyebrows with some pride, "Your amnesia should be related to the strange creature attack, right?"

"That's a pretty accurate reasoning."

"No identity record, no memory, but extremely abnormal abilities. Amnesia and reappearance are also related to attacks by strange creatures..." Fukada Miki pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up. "If you ask me, you are not a humanoid strange creature, right? It's just that you have lost your memory of being a strange creature before, so you think of yourself as a human?"

"I thought so too, but unfortunately, I was wrong this time." Sun Hang sighed, "The Tianfu City Weird Research Institute gave me a very detailed physical examination... uh, a formal physical examination, not the kind that Song Yarong mentioned... The results showed that I am a human infected by the meme, and the degree of infection is very low. I am one of the most stable and safest infected people."

"Let's put aside the previous words. Do you believe the last sentence you said?" Fukada Miki questioned, "For the infected, the words stability and safety are the antonyms of powerful... The stronger the monster hunter, the more dangerous their memes are, and the closer the infection process is to the safety threshold. With your strength, I find it incredible that you haven't been sealed in a perpetually frozen coffin for years."

"I just got rid of an out-of-control hunter today. His infection process exceeded the safety threshold, but he was not that strong." Sun Hang said.

"Hunters with a high infection level are not necessarily strong, but strong hunters are definitely highly infected." Fukada Miki said confidently, "You have come into contact with many more hunters than you have. Plus with my ability... I can tell what kind of hunters they are at a glance."

"Didn't you say that in your eyes, I am just an egg with the same hardness everywhere?"

"That's just a metaphor! That's an extreme case." Fukada Miki argued, "This situation only occurs in theory. It is impossible to exist in reality... Especially for people. Even if your sitting posture changes a little bit, your flaws will change accordingly... And a person with no flaws at all should not exist! Do you understand what I mean?!"

"But you really don't see any flaws in me." Sun Hang said innocently, "According to what you said, shouldn't I exist?"

"I suspect...some ability of yours interferes with my eyes." Fukada Miki pondered, "When you came to Mudanpo that day, when I saw you for the first time, you had flaws all over your body, so many that I could hardly count them...but when I took a second look, all those flaws disappeared..."

Fukada Miki's voice became quieter as she spoke. After a while, she tapped the table lightly and said, "I suspect that the problem is not with you, but with my eyes."

"That's not good... You are the most critical link in the pesticide plan. If there is a problem with your eyes, the entire pesticide plan will be ruined." Sun Hang shrugged.

"But this only happens when I look at you. It's normal to look at other things."

"Have you seen Chimera 17?"

"I've only seen it in video files." "Uh... can your ability be effective through real-time video recording?"

"If I could, I wouldn't be here."

"I thought they sent you here because they were worried that there would be a delay in the recording." Sun Hang said.

"In fact, it's very simple to solve this problem." Fukada Miki suddenly revealed a mysterious smile, "You just need to find a time to secretly take me to a place where I can see Chimera 17. In this way, it will be completely 'clear' whether my ability can work normally on Chimera 17."

"Isn't this the real reason why you talked to me for so long?"

"Hey, you found me."

"That's fine, but don't get too close. You'll probably only be able to see a vague outline... Uh, is there a distance limit to your ability?"

"My record limit is 19 kilometers, but the visual conditions were good that time, and the monster was large enough." Fukada Miki said, "Also, equipment like telescopes will interfere with my ability to a certain extent. If I want the most accurate data, I must see it directly."

"If telescopes have interference, then clouds, fog, rain, and so on will also have interference?"

"As long as you bring me close enough, these problems will not be a problem." Fukada Miki looked at Sun Hang with hopeful eyes, "With your ability, you should be able to do it, right?"

"Reconsideration."

The microwave oven made a "ding" sound, interrupting their conversation. Sun Hang walked to the kitchen and took out two heated lunch boxes.

Almost at the same time, the sound of a door opening came from the entrance, and Yang Lian walked in. She took off her boots and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen. When she saw Sun Hang coming out with two lunch boxes, she was slightly stunned: "How did you know I was coming back today?"

"Oh, I thought you were working overtime today." Sun Hang pointed in the direction of the restaurant, "The other lunch box is hers."

"She?" Yang Lian looked in the direction Sun Hang pointed, and then he noticed that there was another person sitting at the dining table.

"Why is she here?" Yang Lian asked subconsciously.

"Song Yarong said that there is currently no room for her to stay in the institute. Besides, several people living here have to work overtime, so the empty room is just right for her to stay in." Sun Hang explained.

"But... isn't she Ling Xiao's observer? Why doesn't she live with Ling Xiao but with you?" Yang Lian asked in surprise.

Unlike Song Yarong, Yang Lian was unaware of the existence of Fukada Miki.

"..." Sun Hang suddenly felt that this matter seemed a little difficult to explain. After thinking for a long time, he simply decided to "sacrifice" himself, "Just think of it as me taking the initiative to invite this beautiful lady to dinner."

"Disgusting." Yang Lian rolled his eyes at Sun Hang but didn't say much. He walked to the refrigerator and took out a lunch box.

"Don't you also live in Sun Hang's house? Are you also his woman?" Fukada Miki asked with interest.

Yang Lian ignored him and turned to look at Sun Hang: "What about after dinner? Do you still plan to sleep in the same bed?"

"It hasn't progressed to that stage yet." Sun Hang scratched his head.

"Food." Yang Lian said again.

"No, buddy...you just said I was disgusting, and now you're saying I'm a wimp...what do you mean?" Sun Hang suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

"I say you're disgusting because you like every woman you meet and flirt with her." Yang Lian said with a straight face, "I say you're a wimp because you can't even handle a woman like this in one go... To sum it up in one sentence, you're a wimp and you love to flirt."

"How do you know he didn't get me?" Fukada Miki suddenly winked at Sun Hang, "If you ask me for something further, I may not refuse..."

"Shut up." Sun Hang threw a lunch box in front of Fukada Miki, "Eat your meal!"

"What a heartless man. He was so affectionate with me just now, but now he becomes so cold." Fukada Miki picked up the lunch box, "Even this lunch box is warmer than your heart."

"Stop acting in moderation. I'm afraid I'll vomit the instant noodles I ate earlier." Sun Hang gave Fukada Miki a middle finger.

"Is she...really the woman you asked to meet?" At this time, Yang Lian finally realized that something was wrong. "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"What's wrong? How did you know?" Sun Hang asked back immediately.

"Intuition... is just intuition."

"Oh, is this the legendary woman's intuition?" Sun Hang said, "I have to say, it's quite something."

"Then who is she?" Yang Lian asked again.

"Secret."

"Keep it secret?"

"It's a crucial secret that no one can know right now, so don't ask." Sun Hang said, "I can only tell you that it's a serious matter."

"Although I always feel that the word 'serious matter' from your mouth is a little... not serious." Yang Lian glanced at Fukada Miki and sat down at the dining table, "But I still decided... to trust you once."

"Just trust me. By the way, don't you need to heat up your lunch box?"

"I like to eat cold food." Yang Lian said, "I'm used to it."

"Liking and getting used to are different. At least this frozen lard is still quite greasy." Sun Hang said, and stretched out his hand in front of Yang Lian and snapped his fingers. A few blue sparks flashed between his fingers, and the lard wrapped in the meat melted immediately. The aroma of food slowly drifted away.

(End of this chapter)