Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 499 Staying up late is bad for your health

"Uh... are you sure you don't need to reconsider?" Sun Hang said with a forced smile, "Your sister is already in the observation room. Are you planning to send yourself in too?"

"Do you still remember Yao Yu?" Yang Qi asked.

"Yao Yu? The one directly in charge of Wenzhou? The one we caught who colluded with that organization?"

“That’s right.” With a soft click, Yang Qi tossed the thing in her hand aside. “During this time, I’ve been thinking about how to solve the problem… I thought about what Yao Yu said during the interrogation that day. I have to admit that the best way to get the most authentic experimental data is to become the experimental subject yourself.”

“Yao Yu is a madman,” Sun Hang shook his head, “but you are not.”

“I’ve always wanted to go to the Heavenly Pivot Tower. Don’t you always say that the Heavenly Pivot Tower is full of lunatics? Why can’t I be a lunatic?” Seeing that Sun Hang wasn’t taking any initiative, Yang Qi simply used reverse psychology. “I’ve already gone to this extent, don’t you have any thoughts at all? Or… do you have some unspeakable secret?”

“Director Yang… forget about this low-level provocation.” Sun Hang waved his hand. “Normally, I would never refuse a good opportunity that comes to me. But someone like you, doing this just to conduct an experiment… to be honest, I really have no interest in you at all.”

Yang Qi stared intently at Sun Hang, took several deep breaths, then slowly walked up to him, bent down, and brought their eyes to within three centimeters. She said, word by word, "Actually... I don't resist what happened in that dream."

"you sure?"

Yang Qi did not answer.

……

……

Sun Hang had forgotten what time he fell asleep. When he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night and went to find some water, the digital clock on the wall showed that it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

Sun Hang turned his head and glanced at Yang Qi, who was fast asleep. The single bed in the study was very narrow, so Yang Qi had to press herself against the wall and curl up as much as possible to leave most of the space to Sun Hang.

The thin air-conditioning blanket slipped off her rounded shoulders, revealing half of her fair and smooth back... Although Yang Qi often worked late into the night, her skin was surprisingly good.

Sun Hang helped Yang Qi pull the blanket up properly, then tiptoed out of the study.

He suddenly realized something—if Yang's father knew what had happened today, he wondered if Yang's mother would still be able to stop him…

Of course, it's also possible that Yang's mother simply stopped interfering, and the two of them reached a consensus—that kid named Sun Hang must die!

Now we can only pray that the Yang sisters' parents don't have heart disease, high blood pressure, or other health problems...

As soon as Sun Hang left the study, he was surprised to find three familiar presences still lingering in the living room. Turning his head, he saw Wang Xiyi, Zhong Ling, and Xue Yue sitting on the sofa, each with a different expression on their face.

Sun Hang was speechless for a moment. He pursed his lips and then asked in lip-reading, "What are you doing?"

Wang Xiyi gave Sun Hang a thumbs-up with a gloating look, and whispered to him, "Awesome! You finally managed to win over Director Yang too. Those two famous sisters from the Tianfu City Strange Things Research Institute, tsk tsk tsk... those guys in the institute are probably green with envy!"

Zhong Ling stared at Sun Hang with an extremely resentful look, her small hands constantly twisting the hem of her pajamas.

As for Xue Yue, she blinked her big eyes, looked at Sun Hang, then at the other two women sitting on the sofa, her eyes filled with questions: "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

Clearly, Wang Xiyi and Zhong Ling stayed here because of Sun Hang and Yang Qi's situation, while Xue Yue stayed here simply because the two of them weren't going to sleep, and she didn't dare go to the bedroom alone, so she could only stay here with them all night.

"What time is it? Aren't you going to sleep?" Sun Hang pointed to the clock on the wall and said in a low voice.

"Why sleep? I'm on vacation tomorrow." Wang Xiyi opened a can of beer and took a swig. "Besides, don't you know that the Black Dragon Membrane has changed my sleep habits? Even if I don't sleep for a week, it's perfectly normal for me."

Sun Hang turned to look at Zhong Ling, who rubbed her dark circles, bit her lip, and squeezed out a sentence: "I'm taking the day off tomorrow too."

Sun Hang: "Are you a dragon too?"

“…I can’t sleep.” Zhong Ling pulled over a cushion from the sofa and hugged it to her chest.

“Then go lie down on the bed and rest your eyes,” Sun Hang said irritably. “Don’t be like some people… some dragons, who stay up late and drink heavily. A human body isn’t as resilient as a humanoid black dragon.”

"And you too." Sun Hang looked at Xue Yue last, startling the little one. "Don't you need to sleep either?"

"Yes...yes," Xue Yue murmured softly. "This body needs plenty of rest, otherwise all sorts of symptoms will appear..."

"Then why don't you go to sleep?"

"They...they didn't go, I thought..." Xue Yue's voice trailed off.

"There's nothing to worry about. Your bedroom is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. The logistics department has already prepared your bedding and everything else. Go to sleep now!"

After seeing Zhong Ling and Xue Yue off, Sun Hang dragged his tired steps to the water dispenser, filled a glass with ice water, drank it all in one gulp, and then sprawled out on the sofa.

"What the heck?!" Wang Xiyi scrambled to Sun Hang's side and poked his cheek with her human-shaped finger. "You weren't drained dry by Director Yang, were you? Director Yang was hiding it so well! I never could tell from his usual demeanor!"

"Bullshit." Sun Hang gave Wang Xiyi the middle finger.

Given Sun Hang's current physical condition, when facing Yang Qi, who is an ordinary human, he must constantly restrain his desires and power—otherwise, it could really lead to someone's death.

Literally, "causing someone's death".

"Then why do you look so listless?" Wang Xiyi simply lay down on Sun Hang's stomach, held up the half-empty can of wine in front of Sun Hang, and gently shook it. "How about it, want a sip?"

“I won’t drink,” Sun Hang refused. “I’m just worried about what will happen next…”

"whats the matter?"

“The embryo in Yang Lian’s belly has a highly similar meme to Chimera 17, and the nameplate we found in the occupied area before is strangely Yang Lian’s residence… This is really…” “Are you worried that Chimera 17 will come back to take revenge on you?” Wang Xiyi asked.

"No, that's not what I'm worried about."

"Then what are you worried about?" Wang Xiyi said. "Didn't Director Yang say that Yang Lian still has four years until she gives birth? Four years is enough time for us to come up with hundreds of solutions. What's that saying again? 'When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it'? No, that's not quite right either. 'The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge'? That doesn't seem quite right either..."

As the alcohol began to take effect, Wang Xiyi became noticeably more talkative.

"To be honest, I don't know what I'm worried about, I just feel really annoyed." Sun Hang rubbed his head vigorously, combing all his hair into the middle, creating a hairstyle similar to a broom head.

"Then you should definitely have a sip." Wang Xiyi shook the wine can again. "Wine is a good thing; one sip and it'll wash away all your troubles!"

"Can you get drunk?" Sun Hang looked at her with some suspicion.

Wang Xiyi's cheeks were flushed, and the trash can next to the coffee table was piled with seven or eight crushed empty soda cans—each can had a capacity of 650 milliliters, so if she drank ten cans, that would be 6.5 liters.

This craft beer has a relatively high alcohol content compared to other beers, around 8%, which translates to approximately 520 ml of alcohol consumed...

Let alone 520 milliliters of alcohol, Sun Hang suspected that even if the unit were changed to tons, it might not be enough to get this humanoid black dragon drunk.

“Getting drunk is a very sophisticated art, you wouldn’t understand.” Wang Xiyi waved her hand at Sun Hang. “If I want to get drunk, I can just take a small sip and pass out immediately; if I don’t want to get drunk, even if you buy me all the wine in Tianfu City, I still won’t get drunk.”

"So, would you consider yourself drunk right now?"

"Not really... hiccup." Wang Xiyi hiccuped, and a hot, strong smell of alcohol hit Sun Hang's face. "My stomach is a little bloated, uh... I need to go to the toilet."

Wang Xiyi sprang to her feet and walked straight to the restroom—from behind, she didn't look like a drunk person staggering.

The huge living room was suddenly left with only Sun Hang.

The living room lights were off; the only light source was the television mounted on the wall. At four in the morning, Tianfu TV was broadcasting an old drama series filmed more than a decade ago. The slightly blurry picture quality created an illusion of time travel, and with Wang Xiyi having turned off the sound, the silence amplified this illusion many times over.

Sun Hang couldn't help but think of what happened when he first moved into this villa.

Although it was no longer the same television, in order to restore the original residence, the logistics department specially installed a television set for Sun Hang that was exactly the same brand, model and size as the original. Sun Hang stared intently at the television screen. He always had a feeling that the television might broadcast some kind of "strange phenomenon" again, and then something related to it would happen in some corner of Tianfu City or Shuzhou.

But everything on the TV screen was normal, and there was nothing that could be called an "anomaly"—the TV series was a melodramatic urban romance. When it was first released, it might have been able to secure a spot in the prime-time 8 PM slot, but more than a decade later, it has become a scrap of content for TV stations to fill the gaps in their late-night programming schedules.

As the sound of flushing water came from the toilet, Wang Xiyi, whose complexion had returned to normal, came out. Her long tail dragged on the floor, the scales rubbing against the tiles and making a soft rustling sound.

She walked over to Sun Hang, tossed her long hair that was hanging over her shoulder, finished the remaining half-can of wine, and asked, "Are you planning to just stay up until dawn?"

“Staying up late is bad for your health, so I plan to stay up all night.” Sun Hang pressed a button on the remote control, and another TV station was playing a rerun of a sports program. A black athlete dribbled past three people, jumped high, and slammed the ball into the basket.

Although there was no sound, Sun Hang could still imagine the frenzied shouts.

"What are your plans for the future?" Wang Xiyi sat down next to Sun Hang, reached into the fruit basket, grabbed an apple, took a bite, and then comfortably crossed her legs, fiddling with the slippers on her feet with her toes.

"What, what plan?"

"The problems in Shu Prefecture, Chimera 17 and Eternal Night, are all resolved. The embryo in Yang Lian's belly won't be showing any signs of life anytime soon. Thanks to your actions, the Baikal Remains have gone from a thorn in the Federation's side to a formidable fortress on the northern border… To be honest, after being busy for half a year, suddenly having free time is a bit of a shock," Wang Xiyi muttered. "Tell me, is this some kind of cursed, overworked fate? Or am I just being a masochist?"

“If you have nothing to do, I suggest you go work on a construction site,” Sun Hang complained. “Tianfu City is under reconstruction everywhere. With your strength, you’d be perfect for working on a construction site.”

"And what about you? Are you planning to be a layabout during the day and try to make babies with Director Yang at night? Or are you going to continue being the principal of that Ghostly Objects Research Institute? But I think I heard that the Ghostly Objects Research Institute project is going to be canceled..."

“I’m planning to go to Egypt,” Sun Hang said.

"Egypt...where is Egypt?" Wang Xiyi was stunned for a moment. "Wait, what did you say? Egypt?!"

“Yes, it’s Egypt, the one that was occupied,” Sun Hang said calmly.

What are you going to Egypt for?

"Looking for something."

"What is it?" Wang Xiyi pressed.

Do you know who the mastermind behind the Heavenly Pivot Tower is?

"You know? What's wrong?"

"The mastermind behind the Celestial Pivot Tower used technology derived from the strange creature, but this technology is incomplete. Based on the existing clues, a trip to Egypt is necessary to complete this technology."

"Was this a task given to you by Elder Pei?"

"No."

"Then why would you take such a risk in Egypt? I don't remember you being the kind of person who would sacrifice yourself for the Tian Shu Tower... Could it be that the Tian Shu Tower made some kind of deal with you?" Wang Xiyi frowned.

“Pei Zongjun told me that if I could complete this technology, the mainframe in its complete state might be able to calculate my past,” Sun Hang said very seriously.

"The mainframe can calculate your past?" Wang Xiyi's eyes suddenly turned strange. "Although I might not be able to say these things from my position, have you ever considered that Elder Pei might be... lying to you?"

(End of this chapter)