Chapter 163

This sleep was truly sweet, so much so that when Sun Cheng woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Moving his body slightly, he couldn't help but frown at the soreness radiating from his waist and crotch.

Still feeling a bit muddled in the head, he subconsciously looked up into the bedroom, taking quite a while to finally regain his senses.

With a subtle change in his facial expression, Sun Cheng hurriedly propped himself up on the bed.

Scanning the room with his gaze, he could no longer see anyone else's figure.

Just by moving his nose slightly, he could clearly smell the fragrance belonging to another person on the bed and even on his own body; clearly, everything that had happened was not a dream.

"I was forced..."

The corners of his eyes twitched subtly, and Sun Cheng rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat between laughter and tears.

He lifted the blanket and looked down at his little brother, which had been so comfortable last night that it was now shriveled into a ball.

Perhaps his movement had been too large, as he immediately felt a sharp pain in his sore waist, causing him to wince.

"Old brother, you were comfortable for the night. I'm the one who's miserable now..."

Rarely having the mood to joke with his own member, Sun Cheng wasn't actually that repulsed by the fact that he had been "reverse-forced" last night.

He was originally a novice looking for a fresh experience, and ever since he started harboring a twisted love for his sister Ye Qi, he hadn't had much contact with other girls his age, wasting a face that wasn't too bad and having absolutely no experience.

The bedroom was filled with an amorous atmosphere, thick and not yet dissipated.

Thinking about it, it made sense; last night, Ada Wong had passed an unknown pill into his mouth while kissing him.

That pill was likely related to sexual activity, and it took effect less than a quarter of an hour after he swallowed it; Sun Cheng still clearly remembered that he felt his whole body burning with unbearable heat at the time, and felt even more excited once teased.

As a result, although it was his first time last night and he was completely inexperienced, he still relied on a sense of indignation and vigorous energy to last for a full three or four hours before finally going limp.

That was why he was now feeling the complaints of his body, especially his waist and kidneys, even when he just moved.

"... Tossed and turned all night, but I still haven't figured out who that woman is..."

He got up and searched the room, but did not see Ada Wong.

After washing up, Sun Cheng also made a call to the hotel front desk to inquire, confirming that Ada Wong had left several hours ago; still feeling somewhat confused about his encounter last night, he thought about it and decided that since he hadn't suffered a loss, the bit of frustration and anger in his heart quickly dissipated.

The two Decepticon Scouts, Defender and Revenge, were still where they were, which made him breathe a sigh of relief as he had been worried that Ada Wong might have seen their extraordinary nature and taken them away.

He picked them up to check them, and couldn't help but frown.

Defender was fine, just pinned to the wall by a dagger through its body and unable to move; although it had suffered some injuries, if left alone, it would be able to fully repair itself in at most half a month with its self-repair capabilities.

Revenge, however, was in bad shape; it had been pierced through the head by Ada Wong's sharp dagger, and it looked like its Core had been damaged. It seemed he would have to wait until he returned to the world of Transformers to determine its injuries and whether it could be brought to Awakening again.

Losing such a bodyguard by his side made Sun Cheng feel somewhat annoyed.

He put Revenge back into the Spherical Space, leaving only the still-functional Defender by his side; this encounter between the two Decepticon Scouts and Ada Wong had truly stimulated him.

Although Sun Cheng knew that these two Decepticon Scouts were not specialized combat types, with human-like agility and their stealth capabilities, they should have been more than enough to protect him in the real world.

When he encountered the ghosts before, Revenge's sudden transformation and kill had once solidified this thought of his.

Yet, how much time had passed? Last night, with Ada Wong's sudden attack, the two Decepticon Scouts were not even a match for a single blow, and in the blink of an eye, one was seriously injured and the other was restrained; with this kind of combat power, how could they talk about protecting him?

This encounter made Sun Cheng harden his heart.

After the matters in the real world were settled this time, he would have to consider taking Defender and Revenge back to the world of Transformers for a complete overhaul.

Sun Cheng didn't believe it; when he was penniless before, he and Atlas alone were able to create Revenge and Defender.

Now that his team was growing larger, couldn't he perform an Enhancement to make Revenge and Defender even stronger?

Having been tossed about too much all night, he now felt his waist aching uncomfortably; Sun Cheng had originally planned to leave Costa Rica and return home today, but now he had no choice but to stay in San Jose for one more day.

It wasn't until he woke up the next morning and felt refreshed again that he had Defender help him book a flight from San Jose to Panama online, still flying back home along the original route.

This ordeal took another day, and by the time Sun Cheng finally returned to Nandu, it was already April 28th.

Finally back in the country, he took a taxi from the Jichang back to the apartment he rented off-campus; as soon as he closed the door, he headed straight for the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice-cold drink, and gulped down more than half of it before letting out a long sigh of relief.

He threw his luggage into the room, along with Defender, which was still repairing its injuries, and just as Sun Cheng was about to plop down on the sofa, he suddenly remembered that he had left his phone in the apartment when he went abroad. After a brief moment of recollection, he thought about where he had put the phone, walked over, and retrieved it.

Having not been charged for a week, this domestic thousand-yuan smartphone he had bought on a whim for convenience had long since run out of power.

Upon discovering this, he had no choice but to dig out the charger, plug it into a power source for a while, and then turn it on.

The phone's system had been simply optimized by Defender; although it still used the Android system, the efficiency had been streamlined from the previous twenty-plus seconds it took to boot up to just six or seven seconds, which was already very good.

Seeing that the phone had turned on, he immediately sat down on the sofa next to the charging outlet.

After entering his password and logging into the operation page, Sun Cheng didn't bother with the social and chat software on the phone; the first thing he saw was the "Call History" and "SMS History." Although he had guessed that someone would contact him during the few days he was abroad, he couldn't help but be a bit surprised when he saw over thirty missed calls and a dozen text messages.

Sun Cheng didn't have many close friends; this amount was more than he would have received in a week even when he was still in the country.

He immediately clicked on the call history and quickly raised his eyebrows.

Although there were over thirty missed calls, they all came from four people.

Among them, about ten were from Li Meng, who likely had something to ask him; another seven or eight were from Ye Qi, most likely because she was worried when he didn't answer the phone again.

As for the remaining two, five calls came from one number. Sun Cheng had a vague impression of this number, and after thinking for a while, he remembered it was Yang Fei's number. This junior had worked with him on a startup project for a while, but he didn't know why he had suddenly called him again.

He had no impression at all of the last three calls, but seeing that the number was the same, it shouldn't have been a harassment or advertising call.

After a moment of consideration, Sun Cheng quickly dialed Li Meng's number; Ye Qi had the habit of livestreaming at night and sleeping in in the morning, so she probably hadn't woken up yet at this time, and it would be more appropriate to call her later.

After the phone rang twice, someone quickly answered.

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