Chapter 48: How Can You Conquer the World While Slacking Off?
The next day.
At Dr. Alien’s evil research base.
A man known as Enemy A arrived in front of the base, riding a shared bicycle.
Though he had declared the day before that he’d never pay a cent, words once spoken were like red envelopes handed out—after a few polite refusals, it was fine to take them back.
After he turned Ye Qin into a human bomb and sent her back to the Hero Association, the entire D-City entered high alert. All individuals with special abilities were ordered not to use their powers unless absolutely necessary, and the city was under close surveillance. Any signs of ability use would trigger immediate investigation.
Unfortunately, these measures failed to catch Enemy A. Instead, they rounded up several foolish unregistered ability users.
Still, the Hero Association’s efforts weren’t entirely in vain—they at least made Enemy A wary enough to avoid using his abilities and stick to riding shared bikes.
Why not take a cab?
No money.
Also, Dr. Alien’s evil base wasn’t near any public transit.
Enemy A glanced at the display screen showing working hours, then at his phone.
10:30 A.M.
He looked at the pixel screen again.
Work hours: 9:00 AM to 5:00 PM on weekdays.
Perfect.
He nodded.
To prevent Dr. Alien from being late or leaving early, he had deliberately picked a time that wasn’t too early or too late.
He didn’t believe Dr. Alien could be slacking again today!
Straightening his clothes, he pressed the newly appeared doorbell.
Ding-dong!
No response from inside the base.
Could it be that Dr. Alien wasn’t working today?
Does she even care about her responsibilities as a villain?
That slacking attitude, that truancy—how could someone conquer D-City like that?
Enemy A’s brow twitched, his left hand on his waist tapping restlessly with his fingers.
Maybe she just didn’t hear it.
Ding-dong!
Suppressing his irritation, he pressed the doorbell again.
“No one’s home.”
A girl’s voice came from inside the base.
Enemy A’s lips twitched.
He wasn’t an idiot.
Did she really think she could fool him with something like that?
Anger surged within him.
Ding-dong!
He pressed the bell again, tapping the ground with his right toe.
Inside, Yi Ning stared at the door in exasperation.
She had already seen the guy outside via the new surveillance camera installed just this morning.
A man she didn’t recognize—Yi Ning couldn’t be bothered. She flat-out ignored him, using silence to show her refusal.
But the guy seemed to have a few screws loose and didn’t get the hint at all.
Yi Ning rolled her eyes.
To maintain her peaceful time before Lu Zheng arrived later, she reluctantly went to deal with the mentally challenged visitor.
“What do you want?”
She looked at him impatiently.
“I don’t accept sales pitches.”
Enemy A was a bit surprised to see Yi Ning at the door.
Wasn’t Dr. Alien supposed to be a man?
Why was a woman here?
He quickly made an assumption.
Probably an assistant or something.
He gave a meaningful smirk.
Not bad taste, that Dr. Alien—having a helper like this around.
He even started to feel a tiny bit of kinship with the guy. His gaze toward Yi Ning took on another layer.
Once he dealt with the D-City situation, he wouldn’t mind helping himself to Dr. Alien’s assistant.
The paper with her name wasn’t even drawn yet and he was already daydreaming.
Sensing that greasy, unpleasant gaze, Yi Ning shrank back behind the door, revealing only her head.
She frowned, and her tone grew sharper.
“If you’ve got nothing to say, scram already!”
She waved at him repeatedly, making shooing motions and muttering “go, go!”
Her voice snapped him out of it. He frowned, annoyed by Yi Ning’s look of disdain.
He had thought that if she pleased him enough, he’d take her back to the Freedom Alliance and let her be his thirteenth concubine.
But with that attitude? He decided he’d rather toy with her and then brutally torture her to death.
A girl with no manners didn’t deserve him.
He snorted and cleared his throat, puffing up arrogantly.
“I’m here to see your boss. Tell him to come out.”
Boss?
Yi Ning blinked in confusion.
Did he mean Gu Ke?
But Gu Ke wasn’t in D-City—who would come looking for her here?
Was this guy all there in the head?
Yi Ning looked at him with a trace of pity.
She decided to be generous and forgive him.
If his brain was that sick, why not humor him a bit? Let him have a warm memory to carry into the afterlife—an experience of real human kindness.
Maybe her expression changed too obviously, because the man’s face began to darken.
“Bring out Dr. Alien. Now.”
His voice dropped, laced with menace.
“Hah?”
Sensing hostility, Yi Ning stepped out from behind the door and cracked her knuckles.
“What do you want with your old man, huh?”
She was a bit puzzled about his identity.
She had just recently cleared things up with the Hero Association—Lu Zheng and the others wouldn’t send someone to hassle her.
Who else besides the Association would dare show up at her evil base?
Most of D-City’s residents steered clear of her entirely.
In their eyes, she was a hardcore villain who could withstand the Hero Association’s phased blitzes—a living menace no one wanted to provoke.
Pulling this kind of stunt on her turf—what, did he have a body that could survive space? Had he packed enough rocket fuel?
Space wasn’t as scenic as people thought.
Yi Ning locked her gaze on him, ready to nab him the second he made a move and strap him to a rocket for a galactic tour.
“You’re Dr. Alien?”
The man’s face twisted in disbelief, followed by rage toward his intelligence network.
Pixel Mask was one thing—he was out in the boonies. Sparse intel was understandable.
But now this—Dr. Alien standing before him, and they even got the gender wrong?