Chapter 207: Chapter 166: Oh God, Did the Outhouse Just Explode?
Young Qilin Cup Committee’s office premises.
Shark Hunter somewhat awkwardly wore the green cleaner’s uniform.
With a hat on her head and a thick mask on her face, she’d practically sealed away her Daji-like beauty.
She felt a bit disappointed.
She thought she could pretend to be a student and sneak into the Young Qilin Cup Committee to investigate the whereabouts of the Evangelical Association secretly.
At worst, she could dress up as a stylish teacher.
Instead, Chairman Zhang, that beastly guy, actually made her disguise as a cleaner.
Damn him and his immortal nonsense!
This body of mine is so good, well-developed, curves where it should curve, and straight where it should be straight.
That damned guy made me a cleaner!!!
Shark Hunter was so furious she gritted her teeth; she felt she was hit with a ten thousand-point critical strike.
Chairman Zhang’s name seemed to be chewed upon thousands of times in her mouth, her teeth grinding with a crunching sound.
If Chairman Zhang showed up in front of Shark Hunter right now, she’d definitely unleash her fiercest Pet Beast and let it beat the hell out of him.
No wonder this guy was so evasive when he spoke.
After finishing the meeting, he just ran away; turns out it was a guilty conscience.
Shark Hunter barely finished cleaning the place and just wanted to rest for a while when she was immediately assigned to clean the laboratory.
What’s that called? That’s called the class smell.
Damn it, I’ve finally become a high-level executive of the Provincial City Pet Beast Union, for what.
Wasn’t it for not having to work, not having to think, just some fighting and killing?
Now it’s truly hard to sum up.
As soon as she stepped into the laboratory, she was suddenly assaulted by a stench.
The stench made Shark Hunter immediately want to gag.
Oh my, did someone blow up a cesspit?
Why is it so stinky?
Looking at the blobs stuck to the walls, the anger inside Shark Hunter reached its peak.
She’s emo right now!!!
Damn it, I’m not doing this anymore!
I’ve rarely cleaned anything since I was a kid, what’s going on with this laboratory, plastered with feces on the wall or what.
Shark Hunter, enraged, threw down her tools and stormed off.
She needed a cigarette to calm down.
After Shark Hunter left, the sludge on the walls wriggled, revealing a human face.
"Phew, almost got caught."
"Slime Monster, let’s go!"
"Later, we have to notify the folks ambushed in the surveillance room, tell them not to let anyone watch the surveillance video for Lab 442, wait until I’ve erased my tracks."
The sludge on the wall wriggled, taking the man with it into the ventilation duct.
The previously stench-filled laboratory was suddenly cleaner than if it had just been washed.
Tank was assigned to logistics, specifically for moving supplies, which was right up his alley.
To him, reasonably moving supplies was also a scientific way of exercising muscles.
Tank, the muscle fanatic, was very obsessed with muscles.
He wanted the most perfect physique.
Tank Contract’s Pet Beast was also a muscle fanatic like him.
Ye Bai stepped out and saw a beautiful-looking person in a cleaner’s outfit, leaning against the wall with a cigarette in her mouth.
She snapped her fingers suddenly, and a flame appeared at her fingertips.
The lady’s cigarette was quickly lit, and the pleasant scent of tobacco relaxed Shark Hunter quite a bit.
Ye Bai noticed not one but several grey hazy spots appearing on this person’s body, combined with her outfit and the eyepatch on her right eye.
He could ascertain that this person was sent by the Provincial City Pet Beast Union.
As for why he was so sure, it’s because Ye Bai didn’t perceive any malice from this person.
Only, this disguise was a bit too crude; anyone with eyes could see there was a problem.
Are people around blind?
Ye Bai just wanted some fresh air, and to think about how to write the Vajra Butterfly evolution thesis.
Shark Hunter instantly recognized the person in front of her as a key protection target.
It’s said she published many papers.
Shark Hunter took a deep drag of her cigarette, exhaling rings of smoke.
Watching the smoke rings dissipate mid-air, her mood suddenly relaxed.
"What, ran into trouble?"
Ye Bai asked with a smile; he’s skilled at the great chicken soup technique.
Especially those soul-toxic chicken soups, enough to poison others mentally.
Shark Hunter saw Ye Bai with a familiar expression talking to her and got stunned.
Isn’t she a representative of calming cries at the Provincial City Union?
Why isn’t this little kid in front of her scared at all, seeming familiar with her too?
"Sis, you really don’t need to pretend."
"A cleaner’s outfit can’t showcase your splendid aura."
"I’m quite familiar with Chairman Zhang of the Provincial City Union."
"Just that guy loves to keep a stern face, looking somewhat like a dead fish face."
First rule of the social prowess syndrome: deeply resonate with the other party.
Judging from her reluctant expression, she definitely offended Chairman Zhang, hence being sent here as a cleaner.
Shark Hunter just found her ally, pouring out her grievances to Ye Bai.
"Yeah, you think that guy always has a stern face, he’s fierce when scolding people."
"Both stingy and miserly."
"Even makes staffers go Dutch when eating out."
"Since you’ve unraveled my identity, you must properly cover for me."
"I’m on a secret mission now."
"This concerns your safety."
"Don’t worry, if danger arises, I’ll ensure your safety."
Ye Bai smiled: "What does that have to do with why you’re so glum about it."