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The next day.

Sun Hang had just opened his eyes when he saw a pair of golden eyes up close, and then, warm lips covered his.

"You did well last night; here's your reward," Wang Xiyi whispered softly in Sun Hang's ear.

"It's what I deserve." Sun Hang chuckled, "My back almost broke, it's not a reward, it's compensation."

"You're kidding me. Someone who can't die even from falling hundreds of meters can't handle this kind of exercise?" Wang Xiyi raised an eyebrow and pinched Sun Hang's waist forcefully.

In fact, the two of them were relatively restrained last night. First, they didn't want to cause too much racket and attract others' attention, and second, considering Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi's physical strength... forget this ordinary solid wooden bed, even the floor beneath, or even the foundation of the villa might not withstand their antics.

"Actually, before we started, I kept thinking about a question." Sun Hang said to himself, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling.

"What question?" Wang Xiyi leaned in, her long dragon tail silently wrapping around Sun Hang's left leg.

"I wonder if there are also scales inside a dragon lady..."

"You, your mind is always full of crazy stuff... but if you want to try, you can." Wang Xiyi replied and suddenly bit Sun Hang's earlobe.

Tiny drops of blood seeped from the bite, sliding into her throat along her lips and tongue.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay."

"I'm very curious about one thing, why doesn't your blood carry any memetic elements... how do you do it?"

They realized this issue last night, not just the blood but even the other fluids Sun Hang secretes as well.

The last time Song Yarong was infected was because Sun Hang directly made a "new lung" for Song Yarong using Taotie's mycelium, which turned her into an infected... and what infected her was purely Taotie's meme.

Aside from that, no matter how intimate Sun Hang got with others, his meme never seemed to infect anyone else.

The blood of the infected itself is a high-risk substance. If an ordinary person ingested blood of an infected that hasn't been "deactivated," the infection rate is over 60%, and if it's directly introduced into the body, the infection rate is as high as 97%... But Sun Hang's blood is very special — to mystical creatures or corpses, his blood is like poison; but to humans and infected who haven't fully transformed, his blood is no different than normal human blood.

"Maybe it's because the memetic aspects of Taotie can't infect other mystical beings..." Sun Hang casually made up a reason... In truth, he had pretty much concluded that the thing that infected him wasn't just Taotie.

Or to put it more accurately — it wasn't just Taotie.

"Do you want to get up?" Wang Xiyi asked as she continued to leisurely lick Sun Hang's earlobe, while the wound that had just been bitten had already healed completely — Wang Xiyi was well aware of Sun Hang's healing ability, she had caused more severe injuries on him last night, but those wounds scabbed and healed within seconds, without leaving scars, and even the color and texture of the newly formed tissue was indistinguishable from the surrounding skin, showing no signs of having been injured.

"Or should we have a morning exercise?" Wang Xiyi's eyes were dreamy, her breath hot.

"Forget it, forget it, I have to go to the test site today." Sun Hang quickly got up, grabbed his shorts from the edge of the bed, and put them on.

Wang Xiyi didn't have extra clothes; she simply put on the nano-armor, and with the sound of mechanical clasps locking into place, she was dressed.

The two walked out of the room, only to bump into Yang Lian standing in the hallway.

The latter was holding a stack of paper documents in one hand and a cup in the other, while the electronic toothbrush in her mouth was still vibrating on its own.

"You... you guys... gulp..." Yang Lian struggled to swallow a mouthful of toothpaste foam and said in astonishment, "The two of you... shared the same room last night?"

"Yes." Before Sun Hang could speak, Wang Xiyi admitted generously.

The expression on Yang Lian's face suddenly became quite intriguing. After casting a few glances back and forth between the two, she muttered, "You... slept together?"

"If you're curious, you're welcome to watch tonight." At this point, Sun Hang didn't bother to hide, simply meeting inquiry with attack, playing the 'nothing beats a shameless person' card — "As long as I'm thick-skinned enough, I can ignore all doubts and gossip."

"You... you... crazy!" Yang Lian glared at Sun Hang with a red face, "I can't be bothered with you! Besides, what does this have to do with me!"

"Then why did you ask?" Sun Hang seized the opportunity to launch a full counterattack.

"I... I was just surprised! After all, your relationship..." Yang Lian paused midway, "Anyway, there's no rule against Hunters dating... but I suggest you report it to the institute since both of you have special statuses, no one can guarantee..."

"Yang Lian, your face is really red." Wang Xiyi suddenly smiled and said, "And your heart is beating fast. Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No... no!" Yang Lian immediately retorted.

"Sun Hang, she also appeared in the dream realm created by the Epiphyllum, didn't she?" Wang Xiyi turned her head with a smile, looking at the man standing behind her.

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