Chapter 139
The armored vehicle slowly pulled up and stopped behind Fu Suxi.
Yu Zhi lifted his eyes and said lazily, “Your ride’s here, Brother Restraint.”
Fu Suxi pulled open the car door and replied blandly, “Get in, Brother Painkiller.”
He Hanhai, the driver who had heard their entire exchange loud and clear: “……”
Yu Zhi walked forward, stepped one foot into the armored vehicle—then realized that burning gaze was still fixed on his butt.
Tilting his head slightly, he realized it wasn’t Fu Suxi staring.
It was Shang Yu.
Yu Zhi paused briefly, then strode into the vehicle, sat down, and fastened his seatbelt.
After Shang Yu got in, that drifting gaze floated over again.
This time it wasn’t aimed at his butt—
It was looking at the front.
Yu Zhi couldn’t help glancing at Fu Suxi.
What exactly did this mad dog say to her?
How did a perfectly normal young woman end up constantly staring at his lower half?
Noticing Yu Zhi’s look, Fu Suxi turned slightly and casually handed him a bottle of water, playing the attentive boyfriend.
“Thirsty?”
Yu Zhi actually was thirsty. And even if he asked, this dog probably wouldn’t answer honestly, so he didn’t bother.
He took the water and drank a couple of mouthfuls.
Immediately, he felt Shang Yu’s gaze turn even stranger.
It was the look of someone struggling—wanting to warn him but not daring to—mixed with a faint, inexplicable excitement.
Yu Zhi couldn’t stand it anymore.
“By the way,” he said to Shang Yu, “when will I get reimbursed for the credits I spent entering the instance?”
She snapped back to attention. Knowing he’d just spent all his credits on the bet, she glanced at Fu Suxi. Seeing no reaction, she asked, “How much? I’ll transfer it to you first.”
Yu Zhi did a quick calculation, even adding in what he’d spent on Qu Xiaonan.
“Let’s just call it twenty thousand credits.”
[The other party has transferred 20,000 credits to you. Accept?]
[Yes.]
The moment he accepted, a chill wind seemed to slice past the back of his head.
His body reacted faster than his brain—he tilted sharply to the side.
At the same time, Fu Suxi raised his hand, fingers curling slightly, and caught something flying in from outside the window.
Crack—
The sound of eggshell breaking rang inside the vehicle.
Sticky yellow liquid dripped from Fu Suxi’s palm, soaking his sleeve.
A pungent, rotten-egg stench quickly filled the air.
He Hanhai immediately braked. Shang Yu’s face changed; she steadied herself and said seriously, “I’ll—”
“No need,” Fu Suxi interrupted.
“It’s an A-rank ability user. We might not find them.”
He took off his jacket and tossed it out the window, then calmly wiped his hands with wet tissues.
“Keep driving.”
He Hanhai acknowledged and restarted the vehicle.
Yu Zhi looked out the window. The residential complex had erupted into noise again.
Unlike before—when everyone had shouted in unison demanding Qu Xiaonan’s release—this time it was chaotic, voices overlapping into an indistinguishable roar.
Yu Zhi frowned, unbuckled his seatbelt, and shifted farther away from Fu Suxi, just in case he got caught in the crossfire.
Once they left the complex, the noise gradually faded.
The streets were empty, deathly silent. Curtains in residential buildings cracked open just enough to peek at the armored vehicle passing below, then quickly snapped shut again—as if afraid the Operations Bureau might do something to them.
After passing several streets, near the corner wall by the Special Operations Bureau, two glaring lines of bright red graffiti came into view:
Where is the truth?! Where are the explanations?!
Is this a safe zone or a forbidden zone?!
Shang Yu’s expression darkened. “I’ll assign people to patrol the entire district. This won’t happen again.”
Fu Suxi said nothing, half-lidded eyes scanning the barrage.
Almost every comment urged him to hurry up and use the mole to investigate Meteorite Biotech.
“We’re here,” He Hanhai said, stopping in front of the command building.
Shang Yu jumped out first.
After getting out, Fu Suxi glanced at Yu Zhi. Seeing his posture normal and expression unchanged, he paused and told Shang Yu, “Take him inside.”
“You handle Bureau matters these next few days.”
She froze. “Then you—?”
Fu Suxi watched Yu Zhi’s slender back.
“I’m going to investigate Meteorite Biotech.”
“I won’t be staying at the Bureau.”
Shang Yu nodded, though it felt strange.
Minister Fu usually acted without explanation. Why announce it today?
Was he using her to pass the message to Yu Zhi? To scare him?
Lost in speculation, she hurried after Yu Zhi. “Brother Yu, I’ll take you.”
Yu Zhi said “Oh,” glanced back briefly—seeing Fu Suxi head toward the research building—then followed her inside.
They turned through corridors until reaching a quiet hallway.
No rooms lined the sides. Only one door stood at the very end.
When it opened, Yu Zhi immediately saw the large bed in the center.
Beside it were a desk and chairs, the table piled with drinks and food.
Not an interrogation room.
More like a lounge.
Yu Zhi sat down, cracked open a cola, and asked, “I’m accepting investigation here?”
“Yes. Rest first. The exact time isn’t confirmed yet—”
Before she finished, he had already gulped down the cola in a few swallows.
Her eyelid twitched violently. “Brother Yu!”
He looked at her blankly.
She opened her mouth, hesitated, frowned.
After a moment, she gritted her teeth, grabbed the empty bottle from his hand, and whispered quickly, “D-don’t drink too much. This room has 360-degree surveillance.”
“And Minister Fu just said he might not stay at the Bureau.”
Then she turned and ran, slamming the door shut.
Yu Zhi was baffled.
He opened another cola and tore open a pack of biscuits.
What did surveillance and Fu Suxi being away have to do with him drinking cola?
Chewing, he glanced at the barrage.
Most were mocking his restricted freedom or discussing the bet.
None mentioned Shang Yu’s strange behavior.
Suddenly, the door opened again. The aroma of food rushed in.
Yu Zhi looked over.
It was Zuo Feiyang, carrying four boxed meals in one hand and soup in the other.
He set them down and looked at Yu Zhi deeply.
“Brother Yu. The one at fault isn’t you—it’s this world!”
Yu Zhi: “……”
After a pause, he asked calmly, “Who told you to bring this?”
“Minister Fu.”
Yu Zhi narrowed his eyes. Still feeding him, huh?
“What else did he say?”
“No matter what happens, no matter what you say—you can’t leave this room.”
Can’t leave?
Yu Zhi scanned the room again.
Walls on all sides. Bed, table, TV. Food and drink.
Everything seemed present—
Except one thing.
No bathroom.
He casually asked, “So I can’t even leave to use the restroom?”
Zuo Feiyang nodded awkwardly. “Minister Fu said you’d use that as an excuse to leave.”
Yu Zhi finally understood.
Ever since learning the livestream couldn’t be shut down, Fu Suxi had been deliberately stuffing him with food.
He must have told Shang Yu to monitor him too—no bathroom breaks.
That mad dog.
He suspects there’s something wrong with my body, so he’s watching my piss and shit?!
Yu Zhi cursed internally.
Insane!
With everything happening, that’s what he cares about?
The livestream viewers finally caught on too.
[User “Clear-Hearted and Abstinent” realizes you haven’t excreted in a long time and tips 20 credits.]
[User “Strongest King” loudly confirms you have not left the stream at all.]
[User “Ultra White-Sock Hunk” finds this development fascinating and tips 20 credits.]
[User “momo” is astonished at your special physique and asks for an explanation.]
Yu Zhi slowly spoke.
“Want to know why I haven’t needed the restroom?”
Zuo Feiyang hesitated. “Should… should I say yes?”
Yu Zhi curled his lips.
“Because I have an ability.”
“I can’t control life and death—but I can control some small things.”
“For example…”
“For example what?” Zuo Feiyang asked blankly.
Yu Zhi dropped a thunderous line:
“Yu Yi is wearing fluorescent underwear today.”
[Item ‘Speak Without Thinking’ successfully used.]
Zuo Feiyang: “???”
What underwear ability?
……
In a room inside the research building—
Fu Suxi stepped out of the shower, still damp with steam. He wiped his hair casually and pulled on a T-shirt.
Looking up, he saw the livestream barrage scrolling like mad.
[User “Pure Love Warrior” admires your scheming feeding tactics and tips 90 credits.]
[User “One Life, One Love” approves of your duplicity and tips 100 credits.]
[User “Cyber Bodhisattva” urges you to take off your pants and tips 100 credits.]
[User “Clear-Hearted and Abstinent” enjoys the mind games between you and your temporary lover and tips 100 credits.]
He hadn’t even figured out what they meant when, from the corner of his eye, he noticed a faint glow.
His eyelid twitched.
He slowly looked down.
The slight bulge beneath his crotch was emitting a soft fluorescent glow.
Fu Suxi: “?”
His fingers curled.
The towel in his palm instantly disintegrated into powder.
He laughed in anger.
“Yu—Zhi—”
