"Just two pieces of pastry, is it that serious?"
"Yes, it is! This brand and flavor, it's the last box you can find in the city! Once it's finished, we'll have to eat those disaster relief compressed biscuits." Song Yarong said.
"Is this thing really that precious?" Sun Hang was shocked and imdiately swept the remaining pastries into his arms, "Thank you Mr. Song, your kindness will never be forgotten!"
"You son of a—" Seeing her last stash of snacks snatched away by Sun Hang, Song Yarong burst out a curse, but Sun Hang's actions were faster than her reaction—as she began to curse, the airtight door of the safe room had already closed, separating Sun Hang and her curse on opposite sides of a thick barrier.
"Night Slayer, control your man!" With Sun Hang gone, Song Yarong could only vent her dissatisfaction on Wang Xiyi, "This guy actually snatched my lifeline food! Good thing I shared my instant noodles with him before—this, this... this is truly 'a grain of rice, a load of enmity'!"
"'A grain of rice, a load of enmity' is used incorrectly here; it's more like he's taking advantage." Wang Xiyi, who was watching the drama unfold, said with a smile, "Also, if you want to control him, you're better off looking for Mr. Yang than ."
"I'm so pissed..."
Song Yarong was still verbally lashing out at Sun Hang when the recently closed airtight door suddenly reopened, and Sun Hang, who had left, poked half his body back inside.
"What are you coming back for?" Song Yarong was startled and instinctively clutched the backpack hanging on her chair, "I don't have any more supplies here!"
Sun Hang smiled at Song Yarong, then turned to Shinkata Misaki and beckoned her over, "Didn't you want to observe Chira 17 up close? I'll take you there now."
"Really?" Shinkata Misaki's eyes lit up, and she imdiately tossed the ga console in her hand onto the sofa.
"The showdown is in three days; if not now, do you plan to wait until the operation starts?"
Shinkata Misaki jumped off the sofa and rushed to the door in a couple of strides.
"Hold on a sec." Sun Hang grabbed her head.
"What are we waiting for? Don't tell you're going back on your word?" Shinkata Misaki stared at Sun Hang warily.
"No, but we need to do a bit of prep before we head out." Sun Hang said, "In this room, you can be Shinkata Misaki, but once outside, you're Tang Jing."
The "Disguise Skill" Sun Hang had previously used on Shinkata Misaki had long worn off, and she had reverted to her original form—since it was just them in the safe house, Sun Hang didn't bother to "refill" the Disguise Skill.
But now that they were heading out, the situation was different.
Within a few minutes, Shinkata Misaki once again looked like "Tang Jing"—but what left her speechless was that she was wearing a tight-fitting top, and upon her change in form, the clothes began to tear in several places.
"Wait, let change clothes!" Shinkata Misaki quickly found the loose work uniform she had worn previously and changed into it in no ti.
Afraid Sun Hang might slip away during this ti, she didn't even bother to enter the adjacent bathroom, changing her clothes right in front of him.
Luckily, she was wearing highly elastic sports underwear beneath her clothes, otherwise, if she had to change that too, Sun Hang's eyes would truly have been a free-for-all.
"Let's go!"
Shinkata Misaki pinned an ID badge reading "Tang Jing, Level 2 chanic" to her chest and swiftly walked to Sun Hang's side.
"Be careful... better to return empty-handed than get noticed by Chira 17." Yang Qi warned with a serious expression.
"I know." Sun Hang nodded, waved at the three won in the safe house, and turned to enter the elevator with Shinkata Misaki.
The elevator moved swiftly and reached the ground floor in less than two seconds. However, as soon as the elevator doors opened, Sun Hang felt an almost wistful gaze resting on him.
Zhong Ling, dressed in a black dress, was sitting on the bench in the corridor outside, hands on her cheeks, her head tilted as she stared at Sun Hang inside the elevator.
Her silky black hair fell from her shoulders like smooth satin, covering her slender upper body.
The black dress was long, the hem extending below her calves, revealing only white ankles. The heels of her matching pointed little shoes were subtly scraping the floor, hinting at a slight nervousness from their owner.
On the other side of the corridor, an icy gaze was fixed on Sun Hang, one he didn't have to look at to know it was from the 'No. 1 Ghoul' that never strayed far from Zhong Ling.
"Fancy eting you here." Sun Hang greeted Zhong Ling, "Just got back from your mission?"
"Not a coincidence." Zhong Ling's tone remained as indifferent as ever, "I was deliberately waiting for you here."
"Ah? Is there sothing you need?"
"Yang Qi told , not long ago she suggested you should take on a mission, and you refused."
"I was just considering that you'd be tired from your recent duty... balancing work and rest boosts efficiency." Sun Hang chuckled.
"I'm well-rested now." Zhong Ling added, "According to the schedule, my next task is in two days."
"How about taking a break? I love days off." Sun Hang replied.
"Take along." Zhong Ling said outright.
"That's not great... this ti it's a covert operation, fewer people are better." Sun Hang scratched his head.
"Except for No. 1 Ghoul, I won't bring any other ghouls."
Sun Hang wanted to find another excuse, but Shinkata Misaki suddenly nudged his side with her finger, whispering, "Is she one of your harem? The quality of your harem is a bit too high, even I, a woman, am a bit jealous."
"Not... not really."
"Not really? So she's one of the potential harem candidates? Tsk, n." Shinkata Misaki gave Sun Hang a disdainful look, "So what's going on here? Why do I sll a hint of a battlefield of love? Damn, she doesn't take as a rival, does she?"
"Battlefield my ass..." Sun Hang suddenly thought it a big oversight not to remove her speaking ability.
When using the Disguise Skill, he should have sealed her vocal cords, too.
"Oh, I get it... she must've felt neglected by you for too long, and she couldn't bear it anymore so she's decided to make the first move to strike." Shinkata Misaki nodded understandingly, "The tactic of feigning retreat to advance... brilliant!"
"Brilliant my ass." Sun Hang gave Shinkata Misaki a flick on the forehead and then said to Zhong Ling, "You can co along... but the risk level of our mission this ti is no less than the previous -gathering mission, so you'd better be prepared."
"I understand." For a mont, Sun Hang seed to see a hint of a smile on Zhong Ling's lips, but it was so faint and fleeting that he wondered if it was just his imagination.
He even considered replaying the mory in slow motion to see if Zhong Ling had really smiled.
A smile asurable in pixels and fras, probably appeared only on Zhong Ling's face.
The three of them, along with the ghoul, got into the small sedan Sun Hang had driven before and headed straight for the restricted area.
As the car drove out of the urban area, the buildings by the road beca sparse and lower... many residential areas have been vacated now, across a stretch of ten kiloters, the streetlights beside the highway were the only source of light.
"It's so quiet." Shinkata Misaki sighed softly.
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