I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 32:Oioioi this is so infuriating to watch...

Chapter 32:Oioioi this is so infuriating to watch…

But Yunxi had long anticipated this possibility, so he wasn’t angry when [Scales of Fate] failed.

Looking down at the White Tiger whose entry read [Beast Beneath the Moonlight: A special ability capable of negating other special abilities], Yunxi cautiously refrained from going down to pluck its fur personally and continued attacking from a distance.

This time, however, Yunxi tried a compromise: [Scales of Fate], I want half of the White Tiger’s fur

Failed.

I want one-third of the White Tiger’s fur

Failed.

One-quarter… one-fifth… Just the fur from its tail! Just the fur from the back of one paw!

Failed, failed, failed… Failed!

Damn it! This player refuses to believe it won’t work today!

Yunxi continued frantically using [Scales of Fate] on the White Tiger, while also employing his burning special ability whenever the White Tiger showed any intention of attacking, forcibly driving it back.

Meanwhile, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had already wearily made his way to Gogol’s side.

Gogol asked while laughing: Shibusawa-san, aren’t you going to claim the blue gemstone you want?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: .

Didn’t the other party know why he wasn’t claiming it?

Watching [Beast Beneath the Moonlight] transform from a fluffy white tiger form to completely bald, then to one-third bald, one-quarter bald… It was simply an insult to him as a [Collector] who pursued all beautiful things!

Rather than killing the White Tiger now and taking the blue gemstone, it would be better to let the White Tiger live – at least then his memory of the angel wouldn’t be frozen in this state!

Gogol understood this, which made him laugh even harder.

Shibusawa-san, you don’t seem to be much better off than the White Tiger right now After finishing his laughter, Gogol kindly reminded him, Have you recalled past events and realized that nothing matters except the ‘angel’, so you don’t care about this appearance anymore?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, whose face had grown many strange things and now bore scars covering nearly half his face: …

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko mobilized the special abilities within [Between Tatsuhiko] to forcibly disguise himself back to his original appearance, even rearranging his hair properly.

This scene was quite ridiculous, but Gogol kept staring at Yunxi with a grin, not saying anything more.

Just as Fyodor arrived carrying the real Shibusawa Tatsuhiko’s head and the ruby that served as the core of [Between Tatsuhiko], this was exactly what he witnessed.

Yunxi stood at a high point provocatively challenging the White Tiger, Gogol was cheering him on, while Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was reluctantly maintaining his white mist, his crimson eyes refusing to turn toward the White Tiger’s direction the entire time.

Fyodor: ?

Out of caution, Fyodor wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

But Gogol directly teleported him over: My dear friend! Long time no see!

Fyodor remained composed: These were indeed brought for Shibusawa-san, but if Shibusawa-san as a singularity comes into contact with them, it might awaken the original Shibusawa’s obsessions, causing Shibusawa-san to lose his rationality..

Yunxi took a moment to glance back.

Yunxi had now confirmed that he could exchange for a maximum of 11 strands of White Tiger Fur each time. Since he hadn’t achieved a permanent purchase of the White Tiger Fur, the fur he already possessed couldn’t be placed on his side of the scale, meaning he could still only exchange for 11 strands per transaction.

In other words, Yunxi could only obtain 110 extra lives at most today, and the players’ bargaining chips hadn’t been strengthened.

But if Shibusawa Tatsuhiko remained present, things would be different! The players could gradually work toward their goal!

So Yunxi declared, No problem! I’ll just take some of Shibusawa’s obsession!

Upon hearing this, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko whirled around to face Yunxi, Fyodor’s expression instantly turned grave, and even Gogol’s face darkened.

This was the very obsession that had shaped the current Shibusawa Tatsuhiko! Even just a portion of it represented an immensely powerful emotion!

After taking this obsession, wouldn’t Yunxi be influenced by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko’s former thoughts? Could his personality be completely overwritten, turning him into another [Collector]?

But in the brief moment they pondered this, Yunxi had already successfully activated his special ability.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko’s eyes suddenly clouded with confusion, and Yunxi also seemed momentarily dazed.

If initially it was just for the attribute values, after extracting it, Yunxi genuinely fell in love with it.

Holding the White Tiger Fur up to the moonlight, Yunxi gazed at it with deep affection: My luck is so good—all the fur I obtained is pure white. So beautiful… Thinking that it can transform into something even more valuable makes it seem even more exquisite..

Unable to resist, Yunxi planted another firm kiss on the White Tiger Fur: My darlings, I didn’t mean to only take you with me! Our father and son were framed! Once I grow stronger, I’ll definitely reunite you with all your white brothers and sisters!

If the other three present were Yunxi, they might naturally respond with 666, and there’s even an interactive segment

But they were just ordinary Espers who, despite their vast experiences, had never encountered anyone quite like Yunxi before.

They watched in silence as Yunxi kissed the White Tiger Fur repeatedly to curb his impulses while separating Shibusawa’s obsession from himself, finding the scene utterly absurd.

Having endured so many mental shocks, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko not only couldn’t be bothered to deal with Fyodor but also lost interest in the sapphire. He took the skull that belonged to his former self and the ruby that represented his current self from Fyodor, then walked away with heavy steps.

Gogol, however, let out a laugh—the kind of laugh one emits when utterly speechless.

After laughing, Gogol asked Fyodor, My dear friend, was all this part of your plan?

Feeling the gradually dissipating white mist around him and the return of [Punishment] to his body, Fyodor expressionlessly uttered a single word: No

If he had known Yunxi’s newly awakened special ability would be this effective, he would never have introduced Yunxi to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko in the first place.

Thus, a grand drama came to an abrupt end. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko even became so withdrawn that he voluntarily returned to the Supernatural Affairs Division. Fyodor left overnight, and Dazai Osamu, who had been stabbed, was finally retrieved by the Port Mafia after an unknown period of time.

The only silver lining might be that Nakajima Atsushi, an Esper previously overlooked, finally caught the attention of other Esper organizations in Yokohama. After several twists and turns, he was eventually brought into the Armed Detective Agency by Edogawa Ranpo.

Yunxi didn’t particularly care, as long as the White Tiger was alive and well.

After confirming that the members of the Armed Detective Agency treated the White Tiger decently, Yunxi prepared to leave.

Korya was waiting for him at one of Yokohama’s few high-end restaurants.

Besides, it was already dark, and the player was starving.

But a voice abruptly called out to him: Since you’re here, why not come in and sit for a while?

Yunxi halted.

Yunxi used [Investigate] on the young man in detective attire who had stopped him.

Most of the other’s stats were average, even inferior to the cannon-fodder mafia Yunxi had encountered. However, one attribute stood out so glaringly that it forcibly drew Yunxi’s attention:

[Intelligence: 10 (Rated 10 not because the individual’s intelligence is limited to 10, but because the attribute cap is 10. It is advised that the player refrain from lying in their presence, as possessing such intellect is practically indistinguishable from having mind-reading abilities)!]

Yunxi gasped but then felt relieved.

Thank goodness someone this smart was just working as a detective. If they were developing nuclear weapons, how would the player ever stand a chance?!

The detective-clad young man had already leaned his entire upper body out the window, locking eyes with Yunxi, who was pressed tightly against the wall.

After a moment of silence, he couldn’t hold back and said, You! You’re thinking something really rude, aren’t you?!

I just came to take a look. I’m not from Yokohama and will be leaving soon With the game system’s warning, Yunxi had no intention of lying. I was just worried you might be bad people, and that Atsushi would end up tortured to death in your hands… That would be too cruel!

The detective-clad young man, Edogawa Ranpo, looked skeptical.

But he couldn’t find any flaws in Yunxi’s words, nor did he sense any malicious intent, so he refrained from using his [Ultra Deduction].

Edogawa Ranpo snorted. There are no bad people in the Detective Agency!

Still, since you were willing to entrust Atsushi-kun to the Agency, you must be aware of what he went through in the orphanage, right?

So, did this person only recently learn about Atsushi-kun and immediately claim him as their own, or had they known about him all along but simply couldn’t be bothered to intervene…

Yunxi snapped back to attention. Ah, yes, I’ve heard about it before

After all, when he first arrived in Yokohama and was frantically gathering information, he’d heard how the orphanages in Yokohama managed to raise the most children with the least amount of money.

But I thought they were doing it on purpose, Yunxi said. You know, toughening up the orphanage kids so that if they ever got trafficked to Myan○ar and subjected to whipping or waterboarding, they’d be fine. They might even offer technical advice, like, ‘You’re not doing it right—this is nothing compared to what I went through in the orphanage’..

Edogawa Ranpo: …

Edogawa Ranpo let Yunxi go.

On his way out, Yunxi casually swiped two bags of chips from Edogawa Ranpo and a lightbulb from the Armed Detective Agency.

Armed Detective Agency President Fukuzawa Yukichi: ???

He wanted to retrieve the lightbulb from the Armed Detective Agency, but before Fukuzawa Yukichi could speak, Yunxi had already leaped out the window and forcibly installed the bulb at the entrance of a shop with a broken light, located not far from the Agency.

Watching Yunxi perform this good deed, Fukuzawa felt too embarrassed to ask for the lightbulb back.

After all, the Armed Detective Agency had more than one lightbulb. Losing one for a night wasn’t a big issue—he could always install another one later…

Then Fukuzawa’s thoughts came to a sudden halt.

He stared blankly as Yunxi collected 1,500 yen from the shop owner, falling into deep confusion.

So, in just one visit to their Armed Detective Agency, this young man had managed to complete the entire process: theft → disposal of stolen goods → acquisition of clean money?

Could someone so deeply steeped in criminal behavior really be trustworthy?!

Starving, Yunxi ate two bags of potato chips on the way, then headed to the upscale restaurant where Gogol was waiting. He promptly handed over the 1,500 yen he had just earned.

Yunxi said generously, “It’s all yours! Go ahead and spend it!”

The amount wasn’t even enough to cover one dish at such a place, but Gogol didn’t comment. He simply pocketed the money and asked, “Have you confirmed that the little White Tiger is doing fine?”

“Not exactly, but the Armed Detective Agency seems to have quite a few decent people.” Yunxi took a bite of his food. “They’ll probably raise the White Tiger nice and plump. Once I’m stronger, I’ll be able to harvest even more White Tiger Fur!”

Gogol: …

It sounded like the Armed Detective Agency had somehow turned into a White Tiger breeding farm.

Curious, Gogol asked, “What if the Armed Detective Agency starves the White Tiger on purpose, just like the orphanage used to? What would you do then, Yunxi?”

Yunxi slowly set down his chopsticks, crossed his hands, and rested his chin on them, his expression darkening. “Then there’s no other choice. I’ll just have to chop up everyone who bullied the White Tiger into mincemeat and feed it to the tiger.”

“Heh.” Yunxi let out a cold laugh. “I’ve heard that all members of organizations with an ability business license are registered with the Supernatural Affairs Division. Picking them off one by one from the list should be pretty straightforward, right?”

Gogol: .

Alright.

This time, it’s not a false journey to the West producing a real Monkey King—it’s little Yokohama producing a genuine Huang Chao.