Chapter 162: Who Exactly Are You (Two-in-One)

Four days later, returning once again to the Larvis Hotel in San Jose, Sun Cheng lay comfortably on the large bed in his guest room, though ripples of thought flickered in his eyes.

"Only today do I know the might of the United States military!"

It had been two days since leaving Nublar Island; on that morning two days ago, because they had received a satellite call from Daqi shao xiao and his men, the United States Guantanamo Bay Naval Base had dispatched several armed transport planes to fly thousands of miles to Nublar Island.

Originally, they had only intended to pick up Daqi shao xiao and his men, but how could they have known what had actually happened on the island in just a single night?

The squad led by Daqi shao xiao, who came from a special forces background, had ended up with only him remaining alive!

Moreover, when the United States military transport plane arrived, he was still in a state of coma.

Consequently, in order to clarify the situation, the United States soldiers who arrived at Nublar Island with the transport plane, accustomed to being overbearing, immediately forcibly took control of the survivors discovered on the island.

Everyone, including Sun Cheng, was brought onto the transport plane and escorted together to Guantanamo Bay Naval Base.

Fortunately, Daqi shao xiao woke up in a timely manner, so Sun Cheng and the others did not suffer much; they were merely separated and questioned several times by designated personnel, all regarding what had happened on the island that night.

Having been delayed in Guantanamo for two days, Sun Cheng felt deeply moved.

Although their movements were somewhat restricted while inside the Guantanamo Base, aside from prohibitions against taking photos or approaching places like the armory and command room, even when watching the CH-53E Super Stallion helicopters in the base at close range, or approaching the harbor to look from afar at the two Arleigh Burke-class destroyers docked at the shore, as well as other United States naval warships, no soldiers actually came over to drive them away.

A few American soldiers even took the initiative to come over and converse with him proudly after learning he was from China, and even asked Sun Cheng if the best warships in their country were still those two Iowa-class battleships purchased from the United States.

It is known to the whole world that back then, in order to resist the threats from the Japanese navy and the Soviet Pacific Fleet, the Chinese government, despite knowing that heavy-gunned giants like battleships were already obsolete, still spent a huge sum of money in the mid-to-late fifties to purchase two Iowa-class battleships from the United States.

As a result, the two warships, which were respectively dubbed "Republic" and "Republic of China" after changing registration, actually served in the Chinese navy until they were decommissioned in 1999 AD, becoming a great joke.

Clearly, those few American soldiers also knew this anecdote, which is why they came over to show off the might of the United States Navy to him.

Sun Cheng shifted his body slightly on the bed, and a bit of bitterness welled up in his heart.

Just as those American soldiers had mocked, the Chinese navy has undergone a century of development since the Xinhai Revolution established the Republic.

However, because of too many historical debts, and with the Soviet Union's million-strong army pressing on the border to the north, the new China had to spend the majority of its military budget on the development of the Army and the concurrent Air Force.

Added to this was the strong naval strategic suppression from their arch-enemy Japan; although the new China has undergone a century of development since the Xinhai Revolution and now possesses over two hundred vessels of various sizes, claiming to be one of the world's top five navies, its true strength is likely only barely able to rank around ninth or tenth.

Although the main missile destroyers currently equipped by China have already broken through the seven-thousand-ton mark in displacement, they are still locked outside the gates of "shield ships" to this day, and truly cannot be considered a strong naval power.

With many distracting thoughts flashing repeatedly through his mind, Sun Cheng let out a long breath after a long while.

Reaching over to grab another pillow from the side to cushion his head, he had completely dispelled the many distracting thoughts that had emerged.

These were all temporarily unrelated to him; this time Sun Cheng returned to the real world to find a safe place within the country to rebuild Base No. 1.

Since the matter of Nublar Island was finished, it was about time for him to return to his country.

Picking up the ultra-thin notebook that Hanyi had turned into, Sun Cheng opened it, preparing to order a return flight ticket online.

Just as the screen lit up, a knock sounded outside the room door.

"Coming..."

After responding in English, Sun Cheng walked toward the outside.

International Genetic Technologies had only booked the room for them for three days; when they returned to the Larvis Hotel this morning to retrieve their luggage, their room had already expired, and he had only just paid for the room card renewal a moment ago. With a knock on the door now, Sun Cheng just assumed it was someone from the hotel coming to inquire about information on other visitors.

He quickly arrived in front of the room door, and just as he pulled the door open, he smelled a delicate, rich fragrance that made his spirit stir slightly.

And after seeing clearly the person standing at the doorway, Sun Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's you..."

A flash of wariness hidden in his eyes, he still moved half his body aside and made a gesture of invitation.

"Miss Ada, is there something you need from me? If you don't mind, come in and sit for a while!"

The one who had knocked on his door was none other than the sexy, fiery, and beautiful stunner—Ada Wong.

"Can't I come to see you if there isn't anything?"

Ada Wong smiled slightly, her eyes looking at him with a hint of flirtation, "Mr. Sun Cheng..."

"Uh-huh..."

Sun Cheng shrugged indifferently, and after making a gesture of invitation once more, the woman finally entered his room and sat straight down on the sofa in the outer living room.

"The refrigerator only has this cheap red wine and rum... what would you like to drink?"

After closing the door and walking into the living room with her, Sun Cheng opened the refrigerator, looked, and took out a bottle of Mexican red wine common in Costa Rica hotels, along with a bottle of local rum, and two wine glasses, bringing them over to her and shaking them as he asked.

Her gaze swept slightly over the two bottles of wine in his hands, Ada Wong looked at him with beautiful eyes like water, the smile on her face deepening, "Whatever you like, if there is black tea, that would be better..."

Sun Cheng raised his eyebrows; it was already past dinner time at the Larvis Hotel.

This was not some five-star hotel that would provide all kinds of services twenty-four hours a day.

Most of the employees recruited locally by the hotel had already finished their shifts; it wouldn't be easy to get black tea in the hotel at this hour, unless one went to the vending machine downstairs to buy canned ones.

However, Sun Cheng did not feel at ease leaving a woman he did not understand in his room.

Therefore, he ignored any gentlemanly conduct, opened that bottle of cheap rum according to his own taste, poured a glass, and handed it over.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do; the locally produced rum has a unique flavor!"

Ada Wong took the wine glass, raised it to her nose, and smelled it calmly; she actually shook it as if she were tasting expensive, high-value red wine, before bringing it to her lips to take a shallow sip, holding it in her mouth to savor for a moment before swallowing.

It was unclear whether her way of drinking was wrong or if she was just unaccustomed to this cheap rum.

In any case, after taking a shallow sip, she placed the wine glass on the table in front of her and did not touch it again.

A pair of beautiful eyes fell upon Sun Cheng once more, and as she looked at him, she took the initiative to speak with a slightly serious expression on her face: "What a terrible trip; I nearly lost my life in the mouth of a monster, the business deal wasn't negotiated, and even the bonus was lost. Being saddled with a boss with a terrible personality is a very bad thing... Mr. Sun Cheng, is your Ruige Company still hiring?"

A serious topic, and that earnest expression.

Of course, if not for that final slight tilt of her head and the flirtatious wink she gave him, Sun Cheng might have truly believed it.

Savoring the meaning of Ada Wong's words in his heart, he gently swirled the wine glass, quickly drank a small portion of the rum in the cup, and only then did he look up at her, his expression serious, "Miss Ada Wong, may I ask you a question? Who exactly are you?"

A woman, young, beautiful, agile, claiming to be from a venture capital firm, yet acting in strange ways—she was full of mysteries from head to toe!

Sun Cheng had once asked Hanyi to investigate information about her, and he had harvested a detailed and complete file just from the internet.

But when he returned to the 【Transformers】 world and stayed there for two or three months, occasionally thinking of this matter in his spare time, Sun Cheng carefully pondered it and only then felt the strangeness within.

The strangeness lay in the fact that those materials were too detailed; just from the internet, one could find Ada Wong's college selfies, photos of her winning awards in gymnastics, and so on, clearly just like those underage youngsters taking selfies.

With her status and the intellect she displayed, Sun Cheng found it very difficult to combine the two.

As a result, it instead made him begin to doubt the authenticity of the information regarding her identity that Hanyi had previously tracked down from the internet.

His eyes were fixed directly on Ada Wong; if it could be said that before, he had only felt a slight wariness toward her because this woman's identity was too mysterious.

Then now, having realized that this woman seemed to be starting to scheme against him, Sun Cheng, who knew he held many secrets, felt his heart sink; in the coming period, he might devote himself entirely to the world of the Transformers, and he had no extra energy to deal with some troubles in the real world while simultaneously handling the Autobots and Decepticons.

Therefore, after realizing certain things, he very directly began to pressure her.

Anyway, this was his home turf!

Upon hearing this, Ada Wong's expression did not change in the slightest; instead, she looked at him with interest, the smile on her lips not diminishing by even half.

"Mr. Sun Cheng, what does this mean?"

If a woman wants to deny something to the death, even if you place the evidence right in front of her, she still has a hundred excuses to refute it.

This point is the same for men!

Sweeping his gaze obscurely over her, Sun Cheng was not admiring her sexy and hot figure; on the contrary, he was searching for weapons that this woman might be hiding on her person!

It was just that his eye for this was ultimately a bit lacking.

He looked left and right at the places on Ada Wong's body where weapons could easily be carried, but he never managed to find any bulging areas.

He had no choice but to frown and withdraw his gaze under her eyes, which seemed to see through everything, put down his wine glass, and asked her: "Where did you go that night on Nublar Island? You weren't in the villa that night..."

Ada Wong crossed her sexy, black-stockinged long legs over the other, not caring at all that her slit miniskirt could no longer block the prying eyes of the outside world.

Sun Cheng, who was sitting right across from her, could even vaguely see her sexy zone just by lowering his head slightly, a small black flower blooming hazily on the red lace trim.

Stretching out her slender arms, she picked up the wine glass from the table in front of her again, and she swayed as she replied: "I went to see an old friend..."

After answering dismissively, she took another sip of the wine in her glass, only this time it was not like before; she actually drank more than half the glass in one gulp.

Only then did she put down the glass, "I really should have ordered a red wine!"

"An old friend?"

Sun Cheng frowned as he looked at her, a feeling of being unable to get a handle on the situation arising spontaneously, making him increasingly wary of this woman.

No longer willing to waste words with her, he said in a deep voice: "Is your old friend at the Yanjiu Zhongxin?"

Ada Wong's eyes narrowed sharply; with his words, her smile suddenly froze for an instant, then recovered again.

"So, you really were there that night!"

Not knowing if it was an illusion, Sun Cheng always felt there was something strange in her eyes; it didn't look like the shock and annoyance of a secret being exposed, but rather a bizarre emotion he couldn't read.

This feeling of being unable to grasp the situation made him very uncomfortable; his expression turned cold, and his voice became icy as well.

"So, who exactly are you? A corporate spy? Or an agent?"

"That will have to be left to your imagination!" Ada Wong tilted her head slightly and nodded.

Sun Cheng finally lost his patience; this woman was the most difficult opponent he had ever encountered.

Finding not a single flaw on her entire body, her calm and resolute personality kept him at a disadvantage throughout the entire probing.

Impatiently, he stood up, preparing to see her out: "It seems we have nothing left to talk about. Then, Miss Ada, please return; I am a bit tired!"

"What a tactless man..."

Seeing that she was actually going to be kicked out, Ada Wong stood up and rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't leave immediately; instead, she fished a capsule-like item that looked like some kind of medicine from her pocket, and after putting it into her mouth, she looked at Sun Cheng again, a light clearly flashing in her brown pupils that was called 'excitement'.

"In the past, a bastard with a nasty personality did something terrible to me... want to know?"

Discovering that she had no intention of walking toward the door, but instead was slowly walking toward him.

Sun Cheng felt a sense of alarm; he didn't bother to hide it and pulled a handgun from his waist. The Central America region was relatively chaotic, and this was something he had taken out from the Spherical Space to carry on his person for self-defense.

He had just raised the weapon and aimed the muzzle at Ada Wong, not yet having had time to warn her.

Yet he saw this beautiful, voluptuous woman shake her head lightly with a look of disappointment, "A gentleman would never aim a muzzle at a lady, and neither would a bastard..."

Before her words were finished, she suddenly kicked out fiercely toward Sun Cheng's chest.

"Ugh..."

Being struck hard in the chest by the sharp high heel, he, whose physical fitness was not much stronger than a Normal person, felt a piercing pain and was kicked back several steps.

Before he had even steadied himself, Ada Wong suddenly pressed forward again, launching into a fierce backflip, her beautiful black-stockinged long leg whipping up from below, and it steadily kicked the wrist where Sun Cheng was holding his weapon.

With a 'snap', the handgun, its safety not yet disengaged, flew out and was flung several meters away.

"Damn it..."

Sun Cheng cursed inwardly and shouted angrily: "Fuchou, Hanwei..."

From the bedroom not far away, two insect-type robots suddenly shot out.

Although Ada Wong had her back to them, her movements were not slow at all; Sun Cheng saw her shake her sleeves lightly, and two sharp daggers immediately appeared in her hands.

Then, with a 'swish', she threw them at the two scout-type Decepticons that had just flown out; one hit Fuchou, causing it to fall to the ground and go silent, while the other steadily pierced through Hanwei, pinning it to the wall.

"What..."

Sun Cheng stared in a daze, and then his eyes finally filled with panic.

One had to know that these two scout-type Decepticons were the security measures he had painstakingly prepared for his safety in the real world; they had never failed his expectations before, not only solving many troubles for him, but especially Fuchou, which had once even killed a Ghost Hunter.

Yet now, they had both been solved so simply by a woman with such remarkable skills.

"Useless little things..."

Clapping her hands lightly, Ada Wong straightened her collar, which had become slightly disheveled from the intense movement, and only then looked at him again.

"You... who exactly are you..."

Forcing himself to calm down, Sun Cheng stared fixedly at Ada Wong with a stiff expression, killing intent splashing in his eyes.

However, he did not immediately contact the Spherical Space to take out more weapons.

With even the two Decepticons that had always protected him lost at the hands of this woman, Sun Cheng had no confidence that he could save his life in front of her, with her remarkable skills.

Ada Wong still looked at him with a smile, but the excitement in her eyes grew increasingly intense.

Coming to Sun Cheng's side in a few steps, she grabbed his arm, pulled him toward her, and then suddenly kissed him.

"Mmm..."

Sun Cheng widened his eyes; before his brain could react, he felt her tongue curling around something and suddenly passing it into his mouth.

And he, unexpectedly, had even swallowed it subconsciously.

Before he could react to why this woman had suddenly kissed him, Ada Wong quickly released his mouth, smiled, grabbed his collar, and dragged him toward the bedroom.

Her strength was unexpectedly great, so great that it even made Sun Cheng doubt that the beautiful, alluring woman before him was a delicate creature at all, but rather a prehistoric monster like a Tyrannosaurus rex.

Shoving him down onto the large bed in the bedroom, Ada Wong gave a charming smile at Sun Cheng, who was still looking at her vigilantly, and then slowly unbuttoned the brown plaid professional top she had worn when they first met, her voice also beginning to turn somewhat gentle.

"You must remember, women like men who are a bit rough. At least I do..."

With a flick of her hand, the top immediately flew away!