Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 390 Brother, you smell so good

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it." Sun Hang responded.

He had already decided that when he met Yao Yu, he would directly read this guy's memory and tell him everything from the conspiracy he and Wen Ya had planned to the girls he had a crush on during his adolescence to the experience of wetting his pants as a child.

The reason why Yao Yu’s memory could not be read previously was because he was carrying a certain strange device with shielding function, but now the situation is different - he has transformed from Dr. Yao of Tianshu Tower and the direct person in charge of the strange hunters into a prisoner of Tianfucheng Research Institute and a dangerous element suspected of colluding with a cult organization... To put it seriously, it can even be directly classified as treason and crimes against humanity.

For suspects like this, there is no problem in stripping them naked during interrogation - in order to ensure that the prisoner does not hide any dangerous items, even the mouth, intestines, and organ will be strictly inspected.

The equipment for detecting weird memes would certainly scan Yao Yu several times. Even if he was still carrying the weird equipment, he would definitely be found by the people in the field department.

Yao Yu himself is neither an infected person nor a person with special abilities. Without the help of external objects, his brain is almost transparent to Sun Hang.

"Well, the field team has already completed the communication with Yao Yu, and the other party has been disarmed. The field department will escort him directly to the research institute, and the conversation time is set for two hours later." Yang Qi said.

"Okay, we've finished talking about business." Song Yarong suddenly interrupted, "To be honest, Sun Hang, I'm curious about something. How did you and Lao Wang get together? I always thought you two had a relationship like good brothers."

"Yes, we are good brothers." Wang Xiyi replied naturally, and then gently licked Sun Hang's jawline, "Brother, you smell so good."

"Shouldn't it be 'Brother, we are greedy for your body'?" Sun Hang said in a joking tone.

He really was greedy for Lao Wang's body - literally "craving" for it.

Just absorbing a small portion of the overflowing black dragon meme brought a significant strengthening effect to Sun Hang. If he swallowed the entire black dragon meme, the improvement would be too exaggerated.

Sun Hang now does have the ability to remove most of the Black Dragon Meme from Lao Wang's body, turning Lao Wang into a mildly infected person who is almost no different from an ordinary person. He couldn't do this originally because Lao Wang's life depended entirely on the physical strengthening effect of the Black Dragon Meme. But now that Sun Hang has swallowed B423, he can completely draw the meme with his left hand and input vitality with his right hand, achieving a situation where profits and losses offset each other.

But there is a high probability that Lao Wang will not agree with this suggestion.

"If you're hungry, remember to come to room 905 tonight..." Wang Xiyi grabbed Sun Hang's hand, pressed it against the cold and smooth scales on her waist, and slid down little by little.

As far as Sun Hang could remember, he had never been to any place outside of Xiazhou except the Nameless Island. But he had read an article about the Amazon rainforest in a travel magazine.

Unlike the Xiazhou continent with its distinct four seasons, the Amazon rainforest on the other side of the ocean has only two seasons - the dry season and the rainy season.

Whenever the rainy season comes, accompanied by heavy rainfall, the river valleys hidden in the dense jungle will be flooded, and even more terrifying mudslides will occur.

The rainy season in the Amazon rainforest can last for six months, during which the rainfall can reach more than 3000 mm.

Both the river valley and the forest will become extremely muddy. The humid and hot air permeates the rainforest. The slippery mud makes it almost impossible to stand, let alone cross the fast-flowing rivers.

Even the most advanced adventurers must be extremely cautious when traveling through the Amazon rainforest during the rainy season.

"I suggest you talk about this topic in private." Yang Qi said coldly.

"If Director Yang is interested, we can come together." Wang Xiyi said with a smile, "I don't mind anyway. As for Sun Hang..."

"Although I am very interested in this proposal, I would like to kindly remind you that there are still minors in the communication channel now," said Song Yarong.

"Hey, hey, you guys, that's enough, the wheels are running over my face!" Fukada Miki interrupted, "Sun Hang, you liar, you said you would take me to observe Chimera 17 up close? How come what you said sounds like a fart?"

"There is still a difference. At least farts smell bad." Sun Hang said.

"Did I draft it?" I have to say, Fukada Miki, a girl with Japanese ancestry, sounded quite authentic when she cursed the national quintessence of Xiazhou.

"Okay, I'm just kidding... I will definitely take you there if I say so. Reconnaissance in advance is also part of the plan, but I can't tell you the specific time."

"why?"

"Because after I say it, there will be no more surprise." Sun Hang said, "Even people like Wen Ya and Yao Yu can be pawns of a cult organization. You don't want us to be suddenly attacked by a group of unidentified infected people when we are taking action, right?"

"That would be even better!" Fukada Miki looked like she was looking forward to the chaos in the world. "You are so powerful anyway, why don't you just kill them all? It would be so much fun!"

"What if when we kill them, they kill you as well? Would it still be fun?" Sun Hang asked back.

"It's quite fun. Anyway, I don't take my life seriously." Fukada Miki said nonchalantly, "At worst, I'll be a brave man again in 18 years."

"Seventeen years old." Sun Hang corrected.

"Not much different."

"I don't care whether you live or die, but as a tool, you can't die before completing your mission." Sun Hang said, "If digging out your eyes can be made into a strange weapon, believe me, I won't hesitate."

"Draft?" Fukada Miki scolded again, "You bastard, don't you know how to be gentle with women?"

"Xiang? Yu? Are you talking about you?"

"I don't care. You have to take me out anyway. I'm being locked up in this prison-like safe house and I'm almost suffocating to death!"

"Then you just wait." Sun Hang pulled his hand out and wiped it on his pants. Then he turned to look at Wang Xiyi who was a little confused and asked, "Is there anything else to do later?"

"Have."

"what?"

"you."

"I'm serious."

"Then there shouldn't be any plans for today. My daily patrol mission has been cancelled." Wang Xiyi's expression quickly returned to normal. "My current mission is just to take good care of the three ladies in the safe house and ensure their personal safety."

"Then come with me to meet that Yao Yu later?"

"That's fine." Wang Xiyi nodded. "I've seen that guy before. To be honest, I don't like him very much."

"Why? Is it because you're ugly?"

"That's not the case. According to the public's aesthetic standards, his appearance is still acceptable... What I don't like is his attitude, as if everything in the world is under his control." Wang Xiyi pondered, "How should I put it? To be more precise, this guy gives me the impression of being quite pretentious. And sometimes he really does pretend to be pretentious, which makes people even more uncomfortable." "Then this time is just right. We can witness with our own eyes the moment when the pretentious king is humiliated." Sun Hang laughed.

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Tianfu City Weird Things Research Institute, Field Department Dormitory, Room 102.

Ye Jiu, wearing a wrinkled home suit, was sitting cross-legged in front of the game console. On the screen not far away, Guan Erye, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, was charging among a group of miscellaneous soldiers. Those soldiers, who looked like clones, fell down one after another like they were being mowed, and then continued to pour in from all directions.

The company that made this game was from Japan, but with the fall of Japan, this company has disappeared into history. In order to buy this genuine game cartridge that has been out of print for many years, Ye Jiu spent a full month and a half of his overtime allowance... The seller was quite generous. In addition to the game cartridge itself, he also gave Ye Jiu a lot of game peripherals, including a defective Diao Chan figurine with a missing head.

In the eyes of outsiders, the things sent by the seller are just a pile of garbage, but for an old 2D fan like Ye Jiu, these piles of garbage are rare and valuable items on the market.

Ye Jiu has always felt that the greatest loss to human civilization after the fall of Japan was that the two-dimensional industry regressed nearly a hundred years and returned directly to the level of primitive society.

The sound of the joystick and buttons of the controller rang out one after another. The blade of Guan Erye was completely stained with blood, and Ye Jiu's expression, who was sitting in front of the game console, gradually became ferocious.

"Snapped!!"

Finally, Ye Jiu threw the handle in his hand out with force.

The shell of this limited edition co-branded and out-of-print game controller broke open, and the chip inside was broken into two parts. A round button jumped to the ground and rolled out, rolling all the way to the corner before stopping.

Ye Jiu took a deep breath, turned off the power of the game console, then picked up a bottle of mineral water next to him and poured it directly on his head.

An invisible force seemed to be attracting him, and he slowly turned his head towards the living room.

There was a large box that looked like a coffin on the table in the living room, and the invisible attraction emanated from this box.

The thing in the box is his strange weapon equipment - "Killing".

"Snapped!"

Ye Jiu slapped himself lightly and forced himself to look away from the box.

Without hesitation, he stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, freezing cold water gushed out from the shower head, soaking all of Ye Jiu's clothes and pants.

Ye Jiu leaned his hands on the tiled wall, gasping for breath.

His eyes were bloodshot... He hadn't slept for two days.

He really needed to rest, but he didn't dare close his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the images of the black-armored cavalry charging at the monsters and the blazing "Chang'an City" would appear in his mind, and the choking smell of smoke and blood kept drilling into his nose...

He was no stranger to this smell.

Previously, when he was carrying out the "street clearing" mission, he watched helplessly as drones dropped incendiary bombs into the strange crowd. The scorching flames roasted the charred remains, and this was the smell that was emitted.

Ye Jiu glanced at the trash can in the bathroom, where there were several empty sedative syringes.

He felt his symptoms were getting worse.

He no longer dared to put on the "Killing" suit... He had a vague premonition that in his current state, if he put on the Killing suit, he would probably lose himself immediately and become a slave to the strange equipment.

He had forgotten how he took off the armor after returning that day, and how he sealed it back into the box.

He turned down the patrol missions of the last few days, and locked himself in the dormitory on the pretext of "needing to adjust his condition before the war", playing various games over and over again.

This is Ye Jiu's own "treatment method"... In the past, this treatment method has been tried and tested, and the killing in the virtual world will soon make Ye Jiu feel bored, and the murderous intent brought about by "killing" will soon disappear...

But this time is different.

Ye Jiu didn't dare to test the synchronization rate between himself and Shafa. Firstly, it was necessary to wear "Shafa" to test the synchronization rate. Secondly, he himself was a little afraid to face the data that might be measured.

Ye Jiu asked himself in his heart... Perhaps, he was no longer suitable to be a "killer"...

Reporting the situation to the No. 1 Institute immediately and handing over the strange equipment may be the most correct option. Before the situation gets worse, perhaps everything is still in time.

But in his mind, there was another voice that kept persuading him not to do so.

This symptom is only temporary. As long as you can get through it, you will be back to normal.

He is the most outstanding qualified person in the history of "Killing", he is the special chosen one, he is the one who controls the strange weapons and equipment, not a puppet enslaved by the strange weapons and equipment.

Ye Jiu said this to himself over and over again in his heart.

The attraction coming from the direction of the living room suddenly increased. Ye Jiu trembled all over, and walked out of the bathroom mechanically as if he was possessed.

He walked slowly towards the living room, leaving a wet footprint on the ground with every step he took.

In his vision, everything around him turned blood red... He was no longer in his dormitory, but on a battlefield full of dangers.

He had just fought his way out of a large group of monsters and was covered in blood. Every step he took left a bright red bloody footprint on the ground.

He had lost his weapons and armor, he had lost his means of fighting... He had to... had to... find a new set of armor...

The armor was there, just a stone's throw away.

(End of this chapter)