Brother, You Smell Good

Chapter 390 Brother, you smell so good

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

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

The reason why Yao Yu's memory could not be read before was because he was carrying a shielding device, but now the situation is different - he has changed from Dr. Yao of Tianshu Tower and the direct person in charge of the Trickster Hunter to a prisoner of Tianfucheng Research Institute and a dangerous person suspected of colluding with a cult organization... To put it seriously, he 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 prisoners do not hide any dangerous items, even the mouth, intestines and promotion devices will be strictly inspected.

The equipment for detecting weird memes will definitely scan Yao Yu several times. Even if he still has the weird equipment, he will definitely be found by the field department.

Yao Yu himself is not an infected person, nor a mutant. Without the help of external objects, his brain is almost transparent to Sun Hang.

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

"Okay, let's finish the business." Song Yarong suddenly interrupted, "To be honest, Sun Hang, I am curious about something. How did you and Lao Wang get together? I always thought that you two had a relationship similar to good brothers."

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

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

He really coveted Lao Wang's body - literally "coveted".

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

Now Sun Hang is indeed capable of stripping most of the black dragon meme in Lao Wang's body, turning Lao Wang into a mildly infected person who is almost the same as 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 Yi 423, he can completely draw memes with his left hand and transfer vitality with his right hand, achieving a situation where profits and losses are balanced.

But Lao Wang would most likely not agree to this suggestion.

"If you are greedy, remember to come to room 905 at night..." Wang Xiyi grabbed Sun Hang's palm, pressed against the cold and smooth scales on his waist, and slid down little by little.

In Sun Hang's existing memory, except for Wuming Island, he has not been to places outside the Xiazhou continent. But he had read an article about the Amazon rainforest in a travel magazine.

Unlike the four distinct seasons in Xiazhou, 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 a large amount of precipitation, the river valley hidden in the dense jungle will be flooded, and even more terrifying mudslides will occur.

The rainy season in the Amazon forest can last for a full six months, during which the precipitation can reach more than 3,000 mm.

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

Even the top adventurers must be extremely cautious when crossing the Amazon forest in the rainy season.

"I suggest you chat privately about this topic." Yang Qi said coldly.

"If Director Yang is interested, we can come together." Wang Xiyi smiled, "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." Song Yarong said.

"Hey, hey, you guys, enough, the wheels are fucking running over my face!" Fukada Miki's voice interrupted, "Sun Hang, you liar, you said you would take me to observe Chimera No. 17 up close? How come what you said is the same as a fart?"

"There is still a difference, at least farts are smelly." Sun Hang said.

"Did I draft it!" It must be said that Fukada Miki, a girl with Japanese ancestry, is quite good at scolding the national quintessence of Xiazhou.

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

"Why?"

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

"That would be even better!" Fukada Miki looked like she was afraid of chaos in the world, "Anyway, you are so powerful, why don't you just kill them all! How fun!"

"What if when we kill them, they also kill you? Is it still fun?" Sun Hang asked back.

"It's quite fun. Anyway, I don't take my life seriously." Fukada Miki said indifferently, "At most, I can be a hero again in 18 years."

"It's 17 years old." Sun Hang corrected.

"It's 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 guy, don't you know how to be gentle with women?"

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

"I don't care, anyway, you have to take me out when the time comes. I'm locked up in this prison-like safe house and I'm almost suffocating to death!"

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

"Yes."

"What?"

"You."

"I'm serious."

"Then there shouldn't be any arrangements for today. My daily patrol mission All of them have been cancelled." Wang Xiyi's expression quickly returned to normal, "My current task is just to take 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, and to be honest, I don't like him very much."

"Why? Is it because he's ugly?"

"That's not the case. According to the public's aesthetic standards, his appearance is still okay... 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? If I refine the language, this guy gives me the feeling that he is quite pretentious, but sometimes he can really be pretentious, which makes people even more unhappy."

"Then this time is just right, I can personally witness the moment when the pretentious king is defeated." Sun Hang laughed.

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Tianfu City Weird 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 Qinglong Yanyue Sword, was charging through a group of miscellaneous soldiers. Those soldiers who looked like clones fell one after another like being mowed, and then continued to pour in from all directions.

The company that made this game came from Japan, but with the fall of Japan, the 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 generous. In addition to the game cartridge itself, he also gave Ye Jiu a lot of game peripherals, including a defective Diao Chan hand-made figure with a missing head.

In the eyes of outsiders, the things sent by this seller are just a pile of garbage, but for an old second-dimensional person like Ye Jiu, this pile of garbage is a rare divine object on the market.

Ye Jiu has always felt that the biggest loss of 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 joystick and button sounds of the handle rang out in a crackling sound, Guan Erye's blade was completely stained with blood, and Ye Jiu's expression, who was sitting in front of the game console, began to gradually become ferocious.

"Pah!!"

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

The shell of this limited edition co-branded out-of-print game controller was directly broken, and the chip inside was broken into two sections. 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, and then picked up a bottle of mineral water next to it and poured it directly on his head.

There seemed to be an invisible force attracting him, and he slowly turned his head towards the direction of the living room.

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

The box contained his strange equipment - "Killing".

"Pah!"

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

He stood up without hesitation and walked into the bathroom.

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

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

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

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

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

He was not unfamiliar with this smell.

When he was performing the "street cleaning" mission, he watched the drone drop incendiary bombs into the strange crowd. The scorching flames burned the charred debris, emitting such a smell.

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

He felt that his symptoms were getting worse.

He no longer dared to put on this "Killing" suit... He had a vague feeling 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 past few days, and locked himself in the dormitory on the grounds of "needing to adjust the state before the war", playing various games over and over again.

This was Ye Jiu's own "treatment method"... In the past, this treatment method was tried and tested, and the killing in the virtual world would soon make Ye Jiu feel bored, and the killing intent brought by the "Killing" would soon disappear...

But this time was different.

Ye Jiu did not dare to test the synchronization rate between himself and the Killing, firstly because he needed to wear the "Killing" to test the synchronization rate, and secondly, he himself was a little afraid to face the data that might be measured.

Ye Jiu asked himself in his heart... Perhaps, he is no longer suitable to be a qualified person of "Killing"...

It may be the most correct choice to report the situation to the No. 1 Research Institute immediately and hand over the strange equipment. While the situation has not gotten worse, perhaps everything is still in time.

But in his mind, there is another voice that keeps persuading him not to do this.

This symptom is only temporary. As long as he can get through it, he will become the same as before.

He is the best qualified person in the history of "Killing", he is the special chosen son, he is the one who controls the strange equipment, not the puppet enslaved by the strange equipment.

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

The attraction from the direction of the living room suddenly increased, and Ye Jiu trembled all over. The whole person seemed to be possessed, and walked out of the bathroom mechanically.

He walked slowly towards the living room, and every step he took would leave a wet footprint on the ground.

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 group of monsters, covered in blood, and every step he took left a bright red bloody footprint on the ground.

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

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