I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 15: There Are Maps Beyond Yokohama...

Chapter 15: There Are Maps Beyond Yokohama…

Yunxi still carried some psychological shadows regarding Mori Ōgai and Dazai Osamu.

But after observing them more closely and realizing they clearly belonged to the same ethnicity as Gogol, Yunxi obediently went along.

This appeared to be just an ordinary residential building, and being a basement, it was particularly damp everywhere, with even the wooden cabinets covered in mold stains.

Yunxi wasn’t in a hurry to trade the information he had obtained. He worried the other party might cause some unexpected incident and directly break off negotiations with him.

Yunxi chose to take whatever small advantages he could get in advance.

After obtaining Fyodor’s permission, he took a bath in the other’s hideout to clean his grimy body, changed clothes, and began slowly drying his hair.

Yunxi’s hair naturally grew very fast, so in this exceptionally realistic holographic game, after just a period of neglect, it had grown several centimeters longer from just past shoulder-length.

This length had already reached a point where Yunxi found it somewhat difficult to manage properly.

Fyodor couldn’t help but glance at Yunxi several times.

“Ivan.”

Ivan complied obediently: “Yes, master.”

While having his hair dried by Ivan, Yunxi looked at Ivan, then at Fyodor, and remarked with feeling: “Yokohama has its flaws, but it’s quite pet-friendly, huh.”

Completely different from the situation at Leifeng Pagoda.

Fyodor: .

Fyodor chose to change the subject: “Yunxi-kun, didn’t you often dry your own hair before?”

Yunxi said casually: “When I was with the Port Mafia, I’d wash my hair at their shops. Before that, Gogol would help me transfer the water away.”

Fyodor’s eyes flickered slightly.

Yunxi didn’t notice this. With Ivan freeing up his hands, he began searching through his player backpack for the information Fyodor wanted and handed it over.

“By the way, since you’re the one who wants the information, and Gogol has temporarily left Yokohama, then what about the things I wanted…”

Fyodor: “Gogol-kun’s ten hair accessories, correct? They’re already prepared. Ivan.”

Ivan manipulated the earth to rise, delivering the pre-prepared small box to Yunxi.

Yunxi quickly opened the box, placed nine fuzzy balls into his backpack, and replaced the bandage he used to tie his small bun with the remaining one.

After doing this, Yunxi couldn’t help but glance at Ivan several more times, sighing: “Having a special ability to control earth and rocks, Ivan, you’re really fortunate in life.”

Was it fair that what players achieved through utmost effort was merely the starting point for others?

But never mind! The special abilities players awaken are definitely stronger than those of NPCs…

Fyodor suddenly asked: “You don’t have a special ability?”

Yunxi’s thoughts halted, and he started whistling.

Fyodor watched Yunxi for a while, realizing the other seemed not unwilling to speak, but rather felt having no special ability was very shameful and embarrassing to admit.

Then what about the abilities he used before…

Fyodor instinctively began considering where Yunxi might have come from and whether he had any companions.

Suddenly, Fyodor spoke: “Yunxi-kun, your hometown probably isn’t here, is it?”

Yunxi snapped back to attention: “Ah, indeed it’s not. Isn’t that obvious? I’m Chinese.”

Fyodor: “I see… Then do you have plans to return?”

This time Yunxi truly widened his eyes: “I can actually go back?”

Does “The Sims: Yokohama” actually have maps outside of Yokohama?!

Fyodor patiently persuaded: “Why can’t you return? Don’t you belong there?”

Yunxi was clearly wavering, but he remembered his unfinished business: “No, I can’t. I still have many enemies in Yokohama. If I just leave like this…”

Fyodor sighed: “Yokohama is about to enter unprecedented chaos. Many people will die during this period, and your enemies might be among them.”

He originally intended to have Yunxi meet Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was collaborating with him to incite chaos, so Shibusawa could separate and examine Yunxi’s special ability.

But if Yunxi’s ability turned out to be something else, the risk of bringing these two together would be too great. It would be better to keep Yunxi close and send him back when the time came.

Yunxi became even more shaken.

“But I don’t seem to have that country’s identification card…”

Fyodor: “Have you forgotten? I just told you that [Rats in the House of the Dead] is a transnational intelligence organization.”

Yunxi: !

Yunxi: “In that case, there’s no helping it! We shouldn’t delay – take me away tonight!”

Fyodor refused Yunxi and tried to explain the reasons.

But soon, Fyodor realized that no matter what he said, Yunxi would only respond with “uh-huh” without actually processing anything.

Fyodor, subjected to this mental torture: …

Unable to do otherwise, Fyodor temporarily compromised: “It’s getting late. You can go rest outside for now.”

Yunxi obediently went to the living room while Fyodor began contemplating his next plans.

Suddenly, obvious commotion came from outside.

“Bang!” “Boom!”

Fyodor expressionlessly opened the door to find Yunxi and Ivan “sparring” with dinner knives.

Fyodor closed the door again.

He had long known that Yunxi would seize every opportunity to improve himself. Since their sparring showed some restraint, having Ivan act as a training partner for a while might be acceptable.

However, ten minutes passed, and Yunxi was still fighting.

Twenty minutes passed, and Yunxi and Ivan had moved their battlefield underground.

After an unknown period of earth-shaking tremors, Yunxi returned in an extremely bizarre state, clinging to Ivan like a little bird.

Fyodor: ?

He glanced at Ivan and understood.

Yunxi had dug too far and caused the ground to collapse. Without Ivan, Yunxi might have become Yunxi.zip.

Fyodor took a deep breath.

Good news: Yunxi really liked this subordinate of his, increasing the likelihood of successfully recruiting Yunxi.

Bad news: Yunxi seemed to easily develop affection for others, making Fyodor hesitate about whether to send Yunxi elsewhere.

Meanwhile, at the Port Mafia.

After repeated investigations, Mori Ōgai finally discovered exactly what he had lost.

Mori wanted to punish Nakahara Chuuya for letting Yunxi in, but Chuuya was the only person in the Port Mafia whom Yunxi treated specially.

If he did anything to Chuuya, more Port Mafia property might continue disappearing.

Mori wanted to endure it, but he simply couldn’t swallow his anger.

Finally, he summoned Chuuya: “Chuuya, what do you think of Yunxi?”

“I know you had nothing to do with Yunxi stealing from the weapons depot. Your original intention was just to recruit talent for the Port Mafia. You can feel safe telling the truth.”

Chuya knew he couldn’t lie to Mori Ōgai, so he honestly said: “I don’t think Yunxi is a bad person. He’s not very strong – he gets scared walking outside alone. When he first joined the Port Mafia, he couldn’t even nap during breaks unless he was in my office with me watching over him…”

Nakahara Chuuya said a lot more, with the main point being that if Yunxi really wanted maximum benefit, it would be easiest to just stab him like Shirase did and kill the Gravity User.

The fact that Yunxi possessed spatial Special abilities but didn’t do this could only mean Yunxi meant him no harm.

As for stealing from the weapons depot – Yunxi didn’t want to do that either. Yunxi was just forced into it by the chaos of Yokohama.

Mori Ōgai: .

So Yunxi was selfish, stole things, provoked the Port Mafia, and nearly severely injured him and several executives… but remained a pure white lotus flower, right?!

“But Yunxi stole the intelligence about you.” Mori Ōgai took a deep breath. “If I’m not mistaken, some major organization probably hired him this time too.”

Mori Ōgai said: “Perhaps right now, he’s considering when to make his move against you.”

Nakahara Chuuya had come in relatively relaxed, but left with a heavy heart.

He had just returned to his office when his familiar pompadour-haired subordinate tremblingly handed him a letter that had fallen out from the cracks in Nakahara Chuuya’s desk.

It was a letter from Yunxi.

Nakahara Chuuya first thanked the subordinate with a complicated expression, acknowledging the immense pressure he must have faced to choose giving the letter directly to him, then said: “I’d like to be alone for a while.”

The pompadour-haired subordinate quickly left.

Nakahara Chuuya solemnly opened the letter.

The letter contained printed text from Yunxi, who wasn’t very good at writing Japanese.

[Seeing these words is like seeing me in person, Chuya.

We probably won’t meet again after this. I left this letter in advance to thank you for taking care of me these past days.]

Nakahara Chuuya’s expression softened: “That guy Yunxi, it’s rare for him to say something nice.”

[I’m worried you won’t do well after I leave, so here I’ve prepared some tips to help you rise quickly within the Port Mafia.

[Chuya, there’s something you didn’t mention, but I’ve already found out – the Sheep has teamed up with GSS to betray you (I also did something I should apologize for this time, really gomen nasai). But please rest assured, I’m different from others – I truly consider you a friend, and I won’t let any of those who wronged you get away!

I’ll take revenge on them for you, then go elsewhere to continue my destined mission of saving the world. Chuya, goodbye!

PS: Chuya, don’t worry about me being targeted by the Sheep and GSS for revenge – when I take action, I’ll voluntarily use the Port Mafia’s name.

PPS: My phone number won’t change. Chuya, you can message me whenever you miss me. But don’t think about me too often – if you miss me, go read the Book more often, and memorize some vocabulary while your memory is still good. I might not necessarily reply to your messages, but I’ll notify you when I get annoyed…]

These paragraphs contained a massive amount of information, yet Nakahara Chuuya’s attention was completely focused on the Sheep and GSS.

Nakahara Chuuya: ???

What is Yunxi going to do?

This was even worse than if Yunxi had just said something unpleasant!

Author’s note:

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1. When the boss gets assassinated, if the enemy is weaker than you, charge forward first to protect the boss and claim credit. If the enemy is stronger than you, hide and let the boss handle it himself. If the enemy is especially, especially, especially strong, then take the initiative to lead the way and help them become the next Port Mafia boss.

We workers need to be like this – able to bend and stretch, and know how to invest in quality stocks early…]

Nakahara Chuuya: .

Yunxi really only said a little bit of nice things!!!

Nakahara Chuuya continued reading and found Yunxi had also left him many suggestions about the Port Mafia’s weapons depot security measures. Yunxi told him to slowly report these places upward to continuously accumulate merit.

“These are all things he discovered when he attacked the Port Mafia himself! How could I possibly submit these!!”

Wasn’t this just confessing?!

Nakahara Chuuya continued reading furiously.

[Chuya, there’s something you didn’t mention, but I’ve already found out – the Sheep has teamed up with GSS to betray you (I also did something I should apologize for this time, really gomen nasai). But please rest assured, I’m different from others – I truly consider you a friend, and I won’t let any of those who wronged you get away!

I’ll take revenge on them for you, then go elsewhere to continue my destined mission of saving the world. Chuya, goodbye!

PS: Chuya, don’t worry about me being targeted by the Sheep and GSS for revenge – when I take action, I’ll voluntarily use the Port Mafia’s name.

PPS: My phone number won’t change. Chuya, you can message me whenever you miss me. But don’t think about me too often – if you miss me, go read the Book more often, and memorize some vocabulary while your memory is still good. I might not necessarily reply to your messages, but I’ll notify you when I get annoyed…]

These paragraphs contained a massive amount of information, yet Nakahara Chuuya’s attention was completely focused on the Sheep and GSS.

Nakahara Chuuya: ???

What is Yunxi going to do?

This was even worse than if Yunxi had just said something unpleasant!

Author’s note:

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