Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 777 - 55: Staying Up Late Is Bad for Your Health (Part 2)

"Oh my, really?" Wang Xiyi crawled over to Sun Hang, using both her hands and feet, and poked Sun Hang's cheek with her human-shaped fingers. "Are you telling me Mr. Yang totally drained you? Mr. Yang can really hide his true self, huh? Couldn't tell on normal days!"

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

With Sun Hang's current physique, when facing Yang Qi, a normal human, he had to constantly restrain his desires and strength – otherwise, it's possible that someone might actually die.

Literally, "someone might die".

"Then why do you look so listless?" Wang Xiyi simply laid her head on Sun Hang's belly, raising the half-can of beer in her hand towards Sun Hang, giving it a gentle shake. "How about it, want a sip?"

"No." Sun Hang refused. "I'm just worried about things afterwards..."

"What things?"

"The embryo in Yang Lian's abdomen has mimetic patterns highly similar to Chimera 17, and that plaque we found in the Surrendered Area strangely appeared at Yang Lian's place... it's just..."

"Are you worried that Chimera 17 will come back for 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 Mr. Yang say that there are still four years until Yang Lian gives birth? Four years is enough time for us to come up with hundreds of solutions. What's that saying? Prepare for war by sharpening your tools, or is it 'cross the bridge when you come to it'? Ah, neither seems quite right..."

As the alcohol started to take effect, Wang Xiyi's speech became noticeably more rapid.

"Honestly, I don't know what I'm worried about, I just find it irritating." Sun Hang vigorously rubbed his head, combing all his hair to the middle, forming it into a broom-like hairstyle.

"Then you definitely should take a sip." Wang Xiyi shook the beer can again. "Alcohol is a great thing; one sip can relieve a thousand woes~."

"Can you even get drunk?" Sun Hang skeptically eyed her.

Wang Xiyi's cheeks were flushed with a hint of red. Next to the coffee table, the trash bin was piled high with seven or eight crushed empty cans – each with a volume of 650ml. Assuming she drank ten cans, that would be 6.5 liters.

This crafted beer is considered high in alcohol content, roughly 8%. A simple calculation shows that she consumed about 520ml of alcohol...

Never mind 520ml of alcohol; Sun Hang suspected that even if you changed the unit to tons, it might not be enough to intoxicate this humanoid black dragon.

"Getting drunk is a sophisticated art, something you don't understand." Wang Xiyi waved her hand at Sun Hang. "If I want to get drunk, just a small sip and I'll be out cold; if I don't want to get drunk, no matter if you buy all the alcohol in Celestial City, I won't get drunk."

"Are you drunk now?"

"Not at all... hic." Wang Xiyi let out a hiccup, and a wave of hot, rich alcohol breath hit Sun Hang's face. "Just my stomach feels a bit bloated, uh... I'm going to the bathroom."

With a nimble flip, Wang Xiyi stood up and headed towards the bathroom – from behind, she didn't have the slightest appearance of a drunken person walking unsteadily.

The large living room was instantly left with Sun Hang alone.

The lights weren't on in the living room, the only light source being the TV hanging on the wall. At four in the morning, the Celestial TV Station was broadcasting an old drama series from over a decade ago, and the slightly blurred picture quality gave people the illusion of time rewinding. Additionally, with Wang Xiyi having turned off the sound, the silence magnified this illusion many times over.

Sun Hang couldn't help thinking about what happened when he first moved into this villa.

Although it was no longer the same TV, to recreate his original home, the logistics department had specially installed a TV identical in brand, model, and size to the original—Sun Hang stared intently at the television screen, always feeling that the TV might broadcast some "phenomenon," and then some related event might happen in a corner of Celestial City or Shuzhou.

But everything on the screen was normal, with nothing that could be called a "phenomenon" — the show was a kind-hearted urban romance drama, which at the time of its premiere might have had a prime-time slot, but over a decade later, it had become filler for the post-midnight programming.

Accompanied by the sound of flushing from the bathroom, Wang Xiyi emerged, her complexion having returned to normal, the long tail dragging on the floor, with the friction of scales on tiles making a slight rustling sound.

She came over to Sun Hang's side, flipped her long hair over her shoulders, finished off the half-can of beer, and asked, "Are you just planning to stay up until dawn?"

"Staying up late isn't healthy, so I'm planning to stay up all night." Sun Hang pressed the remote control, switching to another channel replaying a sports program. A black athlete dribbled past three players, leapt high, and slammed the ball into the hoop.

Though there wasn't any sound, Sun Hang could still imagine the jubilant cheers.

"What's your plan after this?" Wang Xiyi asked as she sat down beside Sun Hang, grabbed an apple from the fruit basket, took a bite, then comfortably crossed her legs and absentmindedly fiddled with the slippers covering her feet using her toes.

"What plan?"

"The issue in Shuzhou and with Chimera 17 and Eternal Night has been resolved. Yang Lian's embryo isn't going to stir any time soon. After what you did with the Baikal Remains, it's gone from a thorn in the Federation's side to a solid fortress on the northern border... Honestly, having been busy for more than half a year, suddenly having nothing to do is somewhat disconcerting." Wang Xiyi muttered, "Do you think I'm just destined to tirelessly work my whole life? Or am I just being masochistic?"

"If you're bored, perhaps consider working construction." Sun Hang quipped, "The whole Celestial City is under reconstruction, with your strength, you're quite suited for labor work."

"And what about you? Are you planning to be a slacker during the day and focus on baby-making with Mr. Yang at night? Or maybe continue as the headmaster of that Mysterious Creature Research Academy? But I heard the academy's project might be getting scrapped..."

"I'm planning to take a trip to Egypt." Sun Hang said.

"Egypt... Where is Egypt?" Wang Xiyi was momentarily puzzled. "Wait, did you say Egypt?!"

"Yes, the Egypt in the Surrendered Area." Sun Hang said calmly.

"What are you going to do in Egypt?"

"To find something."

"What thing?" Wang Xiyi pursued further.

"Do you know the main brain of Dubhe Tower?"

"I know it, what's up?"

"The main brain of Dubhe Tower uses technology derived from mysterious creatures, but it's incomplete. Based on the available clues, completing this technology requires a trip to Egypt."

"Is this task assigned by Mr. Pei?"

"No."

"Then why take the risk of going to Egypt? From what I remember, you aren't the type to sacrifice yourself for Dubhe Tower... Did Dubhe Tower offer you some deal?" Wang Xiyi frowned.

"Pei Zongjun told me that if I can complete the technology, the main brain in its full state might be able to calculate my past," Sun Hang said earnestly.

"The main brain can calculate your past?" Wang Xiyi's expression turned quirky. "Though it's not really my place to say, have you considered that Pei might be... deceiving you?"