I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 27:{including bonus chapter 1 thanks to zhijin for her contribution}

Chapter 27:{including bonus chapter 1 thanks to zhijin for her contribution}

This time, not only the other staff members but even the two who always spoke well of Yunxi immediately stood up.

Yunxi absolutely couldn’t leave Meursault now!!!

But no matter how much they didn’t want to believe it, that voice responding to the roll call definitely didn’t belong to Yunxi.

Yunxi had temporarily exited The Sims: Yokohama for a moment, transmitted U○ki’s voice inside, set up an automatic recognition program, and had the other party answer the roll call for him.

As for Yunxi himself, he had long since used the prison keys he stole with [Nimble Hands] to open the golden sphere and slipped out directly.

The first thing Yunxi did after escaping was to put back on the beautiful earrings Gogol gave him, lest his piercings close up. The second thing was to avoid the patrols and find the source facility of the golden spheres used to imprison prisoners.

After studying it for a long time without figuring out how to shut it down without alerting others, U○ki’s voice responding to the roll call came through.

Realizing he was already exposed, Yunxi couldn’t be bothered to think too much about it anymore.

He pulled a crowbar from his backpack and smashed it hard toward the equipment!

With the facility damaged, the golden spheres outside began flickering, but the backup equipment quickly connected, securely imprisoning the prisoners inside again.

Gogol was the exception.

The golden sphere only lost its ability to restrict Special abilities for a brief moment, but Gogol immediately activated his teleportation and appeared right beside Yunxi in a flash.

Let’s go! Gogol said cheerfully, draped in a white cloak he’d found from who-knows-where.

*

Gogol’s Special ability was indeed extremely useful, allowing them to treat almost all security checkpoints here as nonexistent.

Even when faced with attacks Gogol couldn’t handle, Yunxi could promptly store them in his space and then use Gogol’s cloak to release them elsewhere.

The two explored every area in perfect coordination.

When they encountered enemies they could defeat, Gogol would stop and wait for Yunxi to fight.

When they encountered enemies they couldn’t defeat, Gogol would run away, leaving Yunxi to charge forward alone while using [Nimble Hands]. Regardless of whether [Nimble Hands] succeeded or not, two seconds later Gogol would teleport Yunxi to himself, then teleport them both 30 meters away, covering a straight-line distance of 60 meters in one go, leaving the Meursault personnel in shock on the spot.

The Meursault crew, realizing they couldn’t catch these two no matter what: …

They wanted to just block them half-heartedly, or even let them go if necessary. But the moment they appeared before Yunxi, he would shout Are you provoking me! and I remember clearly who gave me fists and who gave me steamed buns! while charging at them and pummeling them wildly.

The initial Meursault crew: So wronged, they were just breathing.

The later Meursault crew: Stop hitting us! We’ll confess to everything! We’re the ones who broke up Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, we’re the ones who persuaded Tang Seng to join the Liangshan rebels, we’re the ones who gave Jia Baoyu to Cao Cao, we’re the ones who got Louis XVI pressed under Five Fingers Mountain… We said stop hitting us!

By the way, wasn’t Britain’s [Clock Tower Attendant] supposed to come investigate Yunxi? Why aren’t they here yet?!

The Clock Tower Attendant hadn’t arrived yet, but while Clown was studying Meursault’s system, Yunxi had already started renaming the employees inside Meursault.

It’s said that names are the shortest curse, so Yunxi connected to a miserable flower name generator and assigned bizarre floral names to everyone who hadn’t actively helped him.

Just as Gogol finished his research and came over to look, he saw: She Lost Both God and Coupons, Who Stole My Group Meal, You Eat It Mom Isn’t Hungry, Revoke Certificate Return to School Rewrite, Honey Please Kiss It…

After reading them aloud, Gogol finally realized what he’d said: .

Gogol: Haha, Yunxi, it seems the pursuers are coming, we should leave quickly.

*

Outside Meursault, on a vast stretch of earth.

Boom!

A strange fireball came flying at high speed, instantly hitting the spot where Yunxi had popped up, burning the surrounding vegetation and soil into charcoal gray.

Fortunately, Yunxi had foresight – he quickly retracted back into the ground and emerged elsewhere.

Yunxi, confused: Who? Who’s attacking me?

Boom! Another fireball came.

Yunxi changed locations and popped up again.

Yunxi: I haven’t offended you, have I?

Boom!

Yunxi warned: Third time’s the limit! Any more would be too much!

Boom!

New…Boom!Account…Boom!Don’t…Boom!Messi…

Boom boom boom!!!

Yunxi: .

Well damn, is this NPC treating the player like a whack-a-mole?

What players can’t tolerate, they won’t tolerate!

Yunxi burst out from the ground and immediately aimed his weapon at the enemy standing on higher ground.

Safety off, aim, fire!

Bang! The ammunition spontaneously combusted mid-flight, leaving only black ashes on the ground.

Not expecting his weapon to fail to even reach the opponent, Yunxi instinctively froze for a moment, but his body was suddenly transported to another part of the battlefield.

Yunxi, tightly wrapped in a cloak: Korya…?

Gogol directly interrupted: It’s a Transcendent from the Clock Tower Attendant.

The opponent’s Special ability was too distinctive, and they had done plenty of bloody work for the Clock Tower Attendant, including completely burning entire regions to ashes. There was no way Gogol could fail to recognize them.

Seeing Yunxi instinctively preparing to burrow underground for an earth escape, Gogol grabbed Yunxi again: You can’t go underground – his flames will burn up all the oxygen around you.

Indeed that’s correct. The Transcendent had somehow appeared before Gogol and Yunxi. Allow me to introduce myself – I am a Transcendent with the Special ability of Incineration. I’m here under orders to retrieve the Great Order from you.

While desperately clinging to Gogol and using his Special ability to dodge, Yunxi loudly lied: The Great Order isn’t in my hands! Officer, you’ve got the wrong person!

Incineration-type Esper: No matter, it’s fine if you don’t admit it. According to my intelligence, your ‘revival’ requires certain things as ‘payment,’ doesn’t it?

Boom!

Flames erupted into the sky. Gogol spread his cloak again, attempting to transport himself and Yunxi, but the cloak instantly caught fire.

Gogol: Ah! The clown’s cloak!

Gogol began a battle of wits with the cloak that ignited upon being drawn out, while Yunxi realized that staying behind would only burden Gogol. Without hesitation, he turned and charged forward.

Enough talk! Yunxi declared loudly. Since you know I possess the ability to revive from death, let’s see who uses up their last life first!

The pyrokinetic Esper raised an eyebrow. Quite bold.

Unfortunately, it was a bit overconfident.

Yunxi was struck down by the pyrokinetic Esper.

As expected of a Transcendent, the intensity of their Special ability far exceeded Yunxi’s expectations. If the opponent wished, they could burn anything—be it cement, pure water, or Yunxi himself.

Yunxi: Those who can’t kill me keep trying to kill me.jpg

For what felt like the umpteenth time, Yunxi activated Immortality.

Now, the only items left in Yunxi’s backpack under Permit Sacrifice were [Great Order] ×1, [Clown’s Poker Card Mask] ×1 (obtained when Yunxi first entered the game), and [Yunxi’s Diamond Earrings] ×2 (a gift from Gogol).

Staggering to his feet, Yunxi steadied himself, the two beautiful stones of his earrings glittering brilliantly in the sunlight.

He stared intently at the Transcendent before him, whose stats read [Combat Power: 240] and [Health: 25/29], and couldn’t help but reflect that Verlaine, with his [Combat Power: 266], had clearly gone easy on him before.

With a death rate like this—dying instantly upon confrontation and repeatedly from fatal blows when closing in—the player would truly be finished if this kept up!

But whenever Yunxi tried to evade the fight, the opponent would shift their attacks to Gogol, forcing Yunxi back into the fray.

Gogol, whose spatial tunnels were constantly being incinerated by flames, looked even more disheveled than Yunxi.

After all, Gogol lacked any resurrection ability. His snow-white attire showed every speck of dirt, and due to the 30-meter range limit of his Special ability, he refused to stray too far from Yunxi. Even the residual effects of the Transcendent’s assaults were enough to give him a hard time.

Yunxi wanted to urge Clown to leave first.

But the moment Clown moved even slightly farther away, Yunxi’s death frequency skyrocketed, making Clown even more reluctant to go.

Yunxi began to regret coming out prematurely.

Even if it meant possibly staying in Meursault for six months to several years, couldn’t the player just wait outside the game? The time flow ratio between the game and reality was at least 10:1—what was the player so anxious about?!

Even if the player might fail the Savior mission later, couldn’t they just treat it as a regular game? Was it absolutely necessary to aim for a double-A rating?!

Even if…

No—no matter how he thought about it, this wasn’t Yunxi’s style at all!

While Yunxi might briefly avoid trouble, he always sought the quickest way to resolve it. He would never run away for years, let alone a lifetime!

Besides, a free Korya would never resign himself to being constrained forever, and those from the Clock Tower Attendant would never stop using Korya to threaten the player!

When it came down to it, could the player really stay out of it?

Impossible!

Yunxi’s fighting spirit reignited. He opened his panel, frantically using [Nimble Hands] on the opposing Transcendent in an attempt to steal a key item with his maxed-out luck, while simultaneously releasing [Bulk Flour] ×10 the moment he got close!

Is this… flour? You carry this kind of thing with you?

The opponent had just been stunned by Yunxi’s unconventional move when, the next second, an explosion erupted with him at its epicenter.

Yunxi took a wave of attacks for Gogol, and his health points instantly dropped to zero.

This time, Yunxi selected [Great Order] ×1 as his revival item.

As the blast waves dissipated, that Transcendent returned once more.

Yunxi looked up, staring at the [Health Points: 20/29] displayed on the Transcendent’s status panel. Cursing under his breath, Even that didn’t finish him off, he raised his hand and fired two shots in another direction, hitting the ground in front of a man and a woman who were rushing over to save him, forcibly driving them back.

You’re quite the bleeding heart, the Transcendent’s voice sounded behind Yunxi. So, are you going to bring out the [Great Order]?

Yunxi turned around and replied honestly, I really don’t have it now.

The Transcendent said, Hand it over, and I’ll allow you to exchange it for the lives of everyone else here.

Yunxi repeated, I don’t have it now.

Yunxi was a player, not a fool.

Rules proposed by NPCs who were not only far stronger than players but also held grudges against them were utterly meaningless. There was no guarantee they’d abide by them while the player was alive, let alone after the player’s death.

If the [Great Order], a dangerous item in this world, could be exchanged for the Savior’s life, it was the [Great Order]’s good fortune—nothing to hesitate over.

The Transcendent was momentarily choked by Yunxi’s decisiveness. He scrutinized Yunxi’s expression several times, confirming that Yunxi had seen through his deception and that Yunxi wasn’t lying this time either.

Fine. But since you’re willing to destroy the [Great Order], you must be down to your last life.

The Transcendent spoke coldly, And you’re not wrong—I don’t like making choices. So.

The Transcendent slowly raised his hand.

Yunxi’s expression gradually darkened.

He cursed this game a hundred times in his heart.

Making players the Savior, forcing them to die for everyone in this world, yet giving them no identity, no powerful combat skills, no sufficient status—players didn’t even have the ability to set rules while alive…

Damn it, just wait, game company—he’d log off and settle this with a real-life brawl!

And these insane NPCs better watch out too. Once the official version launches, he’d hunt them down until they completely lost their minds!!!

Blinding flames ignited. Yunxi instinctively narrowed his eyes but still tightened his grip on his weapon, preparing for one last attempt to take the enemy down with him.

But just as Yunxi raised his weapon, the world abruptly froze, and two familiar fireworks bloomed before his eyes.

[(Fireworks) (Fireworks) Congratulations, player! You have obtained your very own Special ability!]

Yunxi: !

Yunxi’s gaze swiftly scanned the text that followed.

[Special Ability: Scales of Fate

Once the Special Ability is activated, the player must designate one NPC within their field of vision, compelling them to place one or several items onto the scale. Simultaneously, the player must also place a portion of their own entirely owned items onto the scale.

The Scales of Fate will assess the value of the items provided by both parties. During the evaluation process, neither side may use the items on the scale. The evaluation time varies depending on the difficulty of the assessment.

When the player’s item value is lower than the opponent’s, the Scales of Fate become ineffective, and items are returned to their respective owners.

When the player’s item value is higher than the opponent’s, both items on the scales will belong to the player.]

[What? You think the effect of the Scales of Fate is too overpowered? Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?

It is a gambling table that belongs entirely to you, a battlefield where you unilaterally confirm the rules. Here, your rules are the rules!!!

Daily usage count (10/10) (Failures not counted)]

Yunxi: !!!

Yunxi originally wanted to say that this seesaw-like thing displayed on the game panel couldn’t possibly be the [Scales of Fate], but after reading the detailed description, Yunxi instantly accepted this setting.

Good, good! If the opponent has less than the player, it automatically slides to the player; if the opponent has more, they get forcibly banned during the judgment period. From now on, this seesaw is the [Scales of Fate]!

The great [Scales of Fate] needs no trays!!!

But a new problem arose: Yunxi now seemed to have very few items that could be placed on the scales.

After all, during the first use and unsure of the weight of what he desired, Yunxi didn’t dare place too many of his key items on the tray.

Wait, there still is something.

Yunxi thought of something, his eyes suddenly lighting up as he looked at the Transcendent across from him.

The Transcendent showed a slightly displeased expression at Yunxi’s movement, but the next second, his eyes widened slowly because of what Yunxi did.

What are you… doing?

Yunxi forcibly gouged out one of his own eyes.

Holding the bloody [Yunxi’s Eye]×1, [Permit Sacrifice], Yunxi smiled.

Tell me, which is more important: one of my lives, or a part of your special ability? Yunxi murmured. Scales of Fate, let me see your judgment.

Place on the scales!

The Transcendent, who realized his flames that could burn everything had suddenly turned into ordinary fire: !!!

You have another special ability? One that can sacrifice something to seal part of someone else’s special ability?

The flames around the Transcendent instantly surged: But even with just flames, I can still finish you off…

The [Scales of Fate] completed the judgment within three seconds. Yunxi successfully obtained the ability to [change item attributes to types that can cause damage to himself] and retrieved his eye.

Yunxi calmly watched the Transcendent, who had uncharacteristically lost his composure.

No problem, he could win. Stay steady. Ten uses of the special ability—sooner or later, he could wear the other down.

Just as Yunxi clenched the eye returned to him by the [Scales of Fate], Gogol forcibly raised his cloak and teleported away the flames in front of Yunxi.

Not only that, but a portal appeared beneath the Transcendent’s feet. His body was pulled down by gravity and reappeared farther away from Yunxi.

Gogol looked like he was in extreme pain, covered in no less blood than Yunxi. Seeing Yunxi look over, he forced a dry laugh and reminded Yunxi:

Yunxi, the Clown won’t be able to protect you much longer. Whether it’s escaping or anything else, you’d better hurry.

Yunxi: …

Yunxi suddenly realized that Korya didn’t know about the special ability the player had just obtained. So Korya thought the player had used his life to temporarily stop the Transcendent and would surely die if hit again.

Yunxi first felt relieved that he hadn’t been willing to sacrifice the item most closely connected to Korya, then immediately began hating this game.

Every time they created disgusting NPCs, they’d release characters like Korya to retain players. This damn game company was definitely doing it on purpose!!!

Yunxi lowered his head, glanced at Gogol, took a deep breath, and started frantically adding weights to his scale.

[Clown’s Poker Card Mask]×1 – couldn’t be placed on the scale, pass.

[Yunxi’s Diamond Earrings]×2 – could be placed on the scale, add! Undying Attribute – could be placed on the scale, add! Savior’s 200% bonus – could be placed on the scale, add! [Change Item Attribute to Type That Can Deal Damage to Self] – could be placed on the scale, add!

Complete burning special ability, hand it over!!!

Yunxi obtained the special ability in the shortest time possible, but Gogol had also passed out.

Yunxi cleanly slit his own throat, using his eyes to resurrect to perfect condition, then went up and directly took down that Transcendent with two strikes.

It wasn’t that Yunxi didn’t want to kill, but mainly because the man and woman who had rushed back kept reminding him that a Transcendent’s death would bring great trouble. Besides, Yunxi now had plenty of ways to torment [Clock Tower Attendants] – death would be too merciful for them. So Yunxi agreed to endure it temporarily.

Without wasting more time, Yunxi took Gogol and followed the two who were also quite injured onto the plane.

Then, through the plane window, Yunxi used his special ability on that Transcendent for the last time.

Keeping Gogol’s mask, he went all in with the rest, exchanging for the memories of him counter-killing the opponent from the other’s mind.

The special ability succeeded, and the other’s memories instantly appeared in Yunxi’s mind before being extracted using his player inventory’s characteristics, turning into a small blue sphere in his player inventory.

Yunxi could finally relax.

Leaning against the plane seat that had come to pick him up, he gasped for breath while asking: Is there any healing-type Esper?

Yes, already prepared. The man sitting beside Yunxi replied while giving Gogol basic first aid, glancing at the woman piloting the plane ahead.

After exchanging looks with the woman, he added: We’ll arrive in about 20 minutes.

Still too slow.

Yunxi raised his hand, attempting to use [Scales of Fate] to transfer Gogol’s injuries.

[Warning! Scales of Fate does not welcome any purely negative states!

Scales of Fate is the special ability born from your pure resentment. It absolutely stands by your side, no matter what happens, it will never actively harm you. Please be aware.]

Yunxi expressionlessly closed his special ability interface.

While hating the game company, Yunxi also began hating the special ability he had worked so hard to awaken.

The man had just finished bandaging Yunxi, managed to bandage Gogol, applied some medicine to himself, then turned around in panic: Yunxi, don’t cry! We’re really almost there!

Yunxi: I’m not crying.

Man: With so many tears and still saying you’re not crying… alright alright, you’re not crying! Your eyes just feel uncomfortable, okay?!

Yunxi, who had been crying halfway, quietly commanded: Wipe them for me, my tears are about to fall on Korya’s wounds.

The man reached out and wiped: So I told you not to cry…

This was still within Europe, but there were corresponding contacts to receive us, and indeed a healing-type Esper was waiting here.

The woman spoke directly upon disembarking: Our injuries aren’t serious. Treat him first.

The healing Esper glanced at the abrasions on her body, nodded, and moved to Gogol’s side.

As Yunxi sobbed, faint green specks of light began to emerge from her palms. While Gogol’s wounds healed, the tiny gravel fragments embedded in them were forcibly expelled.

The healing-type Esper treated him for a long time, during which Gogol gradually regained consciousness.

From Gogol’s perspective, he had first barely managed to stop his bleeding on the battlefield using his [Overcoat], then lost consciousness due to overexerting his Special ability. After an indeterminate period, he was inexplicably awakened by pain, hazily sensing someone cleaning his wounds while Yunxi wept nearby.

Yunxi’s tears seemed unstoppable, pattering down onto the back of his hand like relentless rain. His ears intermittently caught her muffled sobs and others’ comforting words.

How strange—compared to this, his wounds hardly seemed to hurt at all.

Gogol slightly twitched his fingers, assessing his current physical recovery.

He couldn’t wait to wake up immediately and mock Yunxi for having become so utterly unfree.

After all, he had saved Yunxi previously only because he believed her mere existence embodied freedom itself—he thought he was moths flying into flames for “freedom’s” sake.

If Yunxi were to lose that freedom, this game would cease to be entertaining.

With these thoughts, Gogol finally regained most of his awareness and mobility. Forcing his eyes open, what he saw and heard was Yunxi—who had been weeping as if at a funeral—now inexplicably singing.

Yunxi kept repeating the same four lines in an endless loop, alternating between singing and crying, as if trying to brainwash herself but failing spectacularly each time. She stubbornly persisted until everyone around wore expressions of utter speechlessness.

Gogol blinked his heterochromatic eyes dazedly, glancing at his surroundings and the people gathered around him before returning his gaze to Yunxi.

At that exact moment, Yunxi lowered his hands from rubbing his tearful eyes and met Gogol’s gaze.

Overcome with emotion, Yunxi lunged forward and seized Gogol’s hand—the one whose dark red gloves had been removed for treatment and was now damp with his tears—though he slightly loosened his grip at the healing Esper’s sharp reprimand.

Gogol choked on his words.

Everyone else present silently closed their eyes.

Look what you’re saying.

So you never had any feelings for him before?!

—

Author’s Note: Remaining bonus chapters from shallow rewards will be updated tomorrow [throws flowers]