I Became the Savior on the Fourth Day of Disaster - Chapter 65: Some Married Life Snippets 2 (Including 18.2k Nutrient Solution Bonus...)

Chapter 65: Some Married Life Snippets 2 (Including 18.2k Nutrient Solution Bonus…)

Here’s the situation: When Yunxi used the exchanged game panel to travel to the Otherworld, he somehow ended up in the wrong world.

This world seemed to be a parallel version of Gogol’s world, with a timeline slightly earlier than theirs, though the ongoing events were largely similar to their own world.

The [Decay of the Angel]’s plan has already begun! Right now, it’s at the stage where the [Sky Casino] has just been established using pages from the Book. I thought this scenario was quite interesting, so I summoned you here too, Korya!
Gogol also found it quite amusing, though he was somewhat puzzled: But does little Yunxi know how to get back? Didn’t you say little Yunxi can’t just use the ‘exit game’ function to leave here?
Ehe! Yunxi gave a thumbs up. You’re so smart, Korya! I actually have no idea how to get back!
Gogol: ?

But no worries! I’ll just use the [Scales of Fate] to exchange for return methods a few more times. If that still doesn’t work, I’ll strip this world bare too – eventually it’ll find a way to send me back on its own…
Gogol sensed something invisible trembling faintly.

Yunxi: Hmph hmph hmph!
While they were busy admiring each other, they suddenly turned simultaneously toward Nakajima Atsushi, who had been watching them from the corner the whole time.

Yunxi: He saw us.
Gogol: He saw us.
Yunxi: We can’t let him stay.
Gogol: Indeed, we can’t let him stay.
Nakajima Atsushi was on the verge of tears: I-I actually didn’t hear anything, I just glanced a couple more times…
Yunxi had already grabbed Nakajima Atsushi.

Atsushi was first shocked by the black-haired youth’s speed, but quickly regained his composure and tried to activate [Beast Beneath the Moonlight] to resist.

It was then that a small cyan-green energy sphere containing violent energy fluctuations appeared at Yunxi’s fingertip.

Stay quiet, Yunxi said. I have ten thousand ways to make you die horribly, but I’m in a good mood today. So if you’re willing to let me take this portion of your memories, I’m willing to let you go.
When Atsushi remained silent, Yunxi brought his fingertip closer: Well? Made your choice yet?
Two minutes later.

Yunxi and Gogol had already left, but another girl had appeared in the alley.

Izumi Kyouka: What’s wrong? Atsushi-kun hasn’t come out.
Nakajima Atsushi snapped back to reality: Oh, it’s nothing, I was just spacing out for a bit.
Izumi Kyouka: Mm, let’s go.
The two left.

Meanwhile, the villainous Yunxi and Gogol had already started planning how to mess with this world’s Gogol.

Yunxi wanted to do this because his lover Gogol knew him too well and always had him figured out. Gogol wanted to do this purely out of rejection toward another version of himself.

In any case, the two hit it off immediately and went together to Sigma’s [Sky Casino].

With Gogol’s power and his own luck stat, Yunxi won against all the [Sky Casino]’s guests until Sigma finally came to check the situation.

Yunxi secretly signaled Gogol with his hand hidden under his cloak: ‘This Sigma looks really cool.’

Gogol was currently hiding among the crowd on the other side, but he had been keeping an eye on Yunxi’s situation. Hearing the remark, he pointed out sharply: He’s bluffing.
Yunxi couldn’t hold back: Pfft, pfft.
Sigma didn’t understand what was so funny about what he and the other person had said. He chose not to waste any more time and directly used his special ability on the other party.

He couldn’t find any relevant information about this boy’s true identity through [Sky Casino]!

The special ability was successfully activated, and after a brief moment of stupor from receiving the information, Sigma’s pupils began to tremble violently.

This boy before him was a member of [Decay of the Angel], an existence from outside this world just like him, a Transcendent… but why was he also that Gogol’s lover?

That free and crazy Clown had a lover? And in private, he was the type to be so clingy that he personally put earrings and rings on his lover?

Sigma didn’t want to believe it, but the next second, a familiar white figure appeared before him.

Sigma-kun, long time no see! Gogol immediately moved closer. The clown brought little Yunxi to play today! [Sky Casino] won’t refuse, right?
Sigma: .

Help, why was this clown here? Didn’t Fyodor say he wouldn’t have to worry about him until the plan began?!

*

Sigma reluctantly allowed [Sky Casino] to accommodate the two.

Actually, he didn’t want to do this, but the black-haired boy’s most curious question about him was Is Sigma bluffing? and Sigma’s answer was Yes, he’s actually scared to death.
How could Sigma still muster the courage to refuse them after that?!

You can stay here. If you need anything, come find me directly… Sigma, who wanted to leave, was pulled back by Yunxi.

Looking at this parallel world’s Sigma who had a bit more bluster compared to the Sigma from his own world but was essentially no different inside, Yunxi suppressed his laughter and said: No, Sigma, you have to come tonight too.
Sigma: ?

Yunxi said with a serious face: Because everyone is very important in [Decay of the Angel]’s plan, to the point where not a single person can be missing. So we’d better hold hands tonight to prevent anyone from running away! You don’t need to worry about how to hold hands either. I’m Korya’s lover, and I’m your kind too, Sigma. Me sleeping in the middle is just perfect!
Huh? Sigma, why are you making that face? This was agreed upon long ago!
Gogol agreed: That’s right! It was agreed upon long ago!
Sigma finally couldn’t hold back anymore: …Hah?!
Sigma didn’t want to accept it, but Yunxi was a Transcendent.

Sigma still came.

He regretted it as soon as he arrived.

Feeling his hand being tightly held by the black-haired boy, Sigma wanted to escape, but then he saw a single eye transmitted in front of him.

Yes, just one eye.

Obviously, the one who did such a bizarre thing was the only member of [Decay of the Angel] with a space-type special ability – the clown, Gogol.

Sigma stared at it for two seconds before finally choosing to close his eyes in resignation.

So what if he had to hold the clown’s lover’s hand while sleeping? He could do it!

No! He couldn’t!!!

Half an hour later, Sigma, who still hadn’t fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Yunxi and Gogol’s wedding rings kept rubbing against his palm, and Yunxi would occasionally lean over to nuzzle against his white side of hair. Then Gogol would teleport his eyes over to stare at him… He truly found this scene bizarre beyond words!

Heaven knows he had no penchant for intruding on others’ relationships, nor did he genuinely want to hold hands and sleep with someone else’s husband… even if that husband was his own kind!

Tomorrow, or at most the day after! He must ask Fyodor! He needed to clarify what exactly was going on here!

*

Sigma went to ask, and was rewarded with Fyodor personally coming to [Sky Casino] to assess the situation.

Sigma regretted it, but regret was useless now. He could only try to divert Fyodor’s attention to those two individuals.

Fyodor listened for a while before finally saying, Hmm, but [Decay of the Angel] doesn’t have such a member.
They’re inside, aren’t they? Fyodor raised his hand.

Sigma: Yes.
Fyodor nodded politely: Alright, thank you.
The door was pushed open, and Fyodor saw two individuals who had originally been crouching at the door crack, using their special abilities to assist in peeping outside.

Seeing him enter, the two pretended to nonchalantly stand up. The Clown began playing with cards, while the black-haired youth glanced left and right as he spoke: Ahem, we didn’t mean to, we just guessed you’d come, Fyodor, so we prepared in advance.
By the way, Fyodor, are you going to sleep with us tonight? The black-haired youth quickly changed the subject, You can sleep on the other side of Sigma.
Sigma was silently panicking, but Fyodor only sighed.

Confirmed.

Although this Gogol was clearly not the Gogol he knew, the probability that this youth was Gogol’s lover had reached one hundred percent.

Fyodor slightly turned sideways: Gogol-kun, you’re also a member of [Decay of the Angel], aren’t you? What are your thoughts about such a request?
Rip!
Gogol unusually tore through space roughly, using this rather ungraceful method to forcibly push back his other self.

Then, before his other self could begin his performance, he wrapped his arms around Yunxi from behind. His large white cloak completely enveloped Yunxi, and he nuzzled his head against Yunxi’s neck:

Little Yunxi, he’s so mean. He was clearly provoking the Clown just now, right? When little Yunxi obviously doesn’t like him at all, he takes himself too seriously…
The Clown watching his other self make tea: ???

The Clown wanted to say this person might not be himself, but then he noticed the black-haired youth watching actually showed a genuinely distressed expression, holding Gogol’s head and comforting him softly for a while, readily saying things like The Savior likes Korya the most, The Savior won’t let anyone provoke Korya, anyone who dares will be executed immediately.
Gogol remained very well-behaved throughout, but in places the black-haired youth couldn’t see, he flashed an extremely provocative smile at the other three.

Sigma and Fyodor were just speechless, while the Clown was perplexed.

The Clown seemed to have become the clown… Was it an illusion?

But it wasn’t a big problem. After all, these two had extended the invitation earlier, so the Clown only needed to:

Alright, but the Clown’s dear friend probably has other matters to attend to later, so will the Clown be holding Sigma-kun’s hand to sleep at night? The Clown has no problem with that!
Yunxi turned his head in confusion, spotting an eager Clown while simultaneously seeing a Sigma who looked like he might drop dead on the spot any second, and a Fyodor whose smile was gradually stiffening.

Sigma’s reaction was naturally because he didn’t want to be held by Yunxi and the Clown while sleeping, while Fyodor’s reaction stemmed from not wanting to miss such an important occasion, yet not actually wanting to sleep with these four people.

Finally, it was the puzzled Gogol who broke the silence.

He asked: The Decay of the Angel really doesn’t have any rule about members having to sleep together at night, does it?
Since it was all just a joke, what were these people seriously thinking about?

Gogol didn’t voice the latter part, but both the Clown and Fyodor guessed it.

The Clown instantly looked disappointed: Ah, so it was just a joke after all.
Fyodor similarly expressed regret: I thought you two were genuinely inviting me and Gogol-kun.
Sigma, looking utterly relieved: …

What are you all disappointed about?!

*

Is it time for the Q&A session already? Yunxi looked at Fyodor who had many questions and replied curiously, With so many questions, what price are you willing to pay?
Fyodor pondered for a moment before saying: The Rats in the House of the Dead will protect Sigma-kun’s Sky Casino.
Sigma was startled, wanting to ask what any of this had to do with him now, but Yunxi had already agreed.

Fine, since you’re being so generous, the Savior can answer three of your questions. Yunxi said straightforwardly, What do you want to ask?
Fyodor began to contemplate, but then the Clown suddenly raised his hand: The Clown can also protect Sigma-kun and Sigma-kun’s Sky Casino! Can the Clown ask three questions too?
Sigma: ?

Yunxi remained confident: Of course!
Sigma: ???

Question! How did Yunxi-kun meet the other Clown? And what did Yunxi-kun do to that Clown back then?
As these words fell, Sigma stopped overthinking, Fyodor stopped pondering, and even Gogol beside Yunxi stopped watching the spectacle – all three turned their attention to Yunxi.

Hmm. Yunxi didn’t answer immediately, Does this count as two questions?
The Clown: It does!
Yunxi immediately accepted the questions and began thinking.

The Savior met Korya because Korya refused to save the Savior when they were in Yokohama.
Yunxi said, The Savior wanted to kill Korya, but Korya was too good-looking and was willing to let the Savior sleep with him, so the Savior forgave him.
Gogol: ?

Is that how it happened?

The others were equally baffled. The Clown raised his hand, wanting to raise an objection, but Yunxi continued: But this is from the Savior’s perspective.
The Clown instinctively looked at the other version of himself standing beside the black-haired boy.

Refute it, quickly refute it!

Clown: .

The Clown couldn’t understand why his other self would so excitedly enter someone else’s cage, and he began to question his life.

It was at this moment that Fyodor posed his incisive question: So, Yunxi-kun, can your ability transcend time?
Yunxi snapped back to attention and nodded. It was possible at the time.
Though Gogol’s world still belonged to a low-dimensional plane, it was now sufficiently complete. Even if players were higher-dimensional beings, they couldn’t truly reverse time over long distances.

At that time… I see. Fyodor seemed to grasp something, then posed his next question. Yunxi-kun, what is the ‘me’ in that world doing now?
Both Gogol and Yunxi’s expressions instantly turned peculiar.

Fyodor, you’re… Yunxi struggled to find the right words, …working with the Nameless Organization that once belonged to me, promoting communist ideology worldwide and improving compulsory education?
Gogol chimed in, Mhm, Little Yunxi is absolutely right!
Fyodor: ?

Sigma, Clown: ???

Really? That couldn’t possibly be Fyodor, could it?

It sounded absurd, but Yunxi’s expression was earnest enough, and the others present couldn’t find a suitable rebuttal.

After a moment of contemplation, Fyodor finally asked a question that seemed somewhat cryptic to the others: So, to achieve my ideals, I simply need to follow the path of the other world’s version of me?
Yunxi nodded.

Ultimately, Fyodor didn’t necessarily have to cruelly slaughter all Espers. The fact that he and another Gogol existed in this world already made it special enough—Fyodor didn’t need to worry about this world being abandoned by God.

I understand. Fyodor slowly exhaled.

Clown mused, Clown thinks he understands too…
It seemed this black-haired boy who called himself the Savior was indeed an extraordinarily unique and significant presence.

Sigma: .

Was his mind really that slow? Why hadn’t he grasped any of it?

Just as Sigma was about to ask, Fyodor spoke again, There’s only one last question left. Gogol-kun, you may begin your inquiry now.
Clown: Mmm… no rush! Yunxi-kun and the other Clown should be able to stay in this world for a while longer, right? Clown would like to ask a little later!
Fyodor shot Clown a meaningful glance but didn’t expose his obvious desire to spend more time with the black-haired boy. Instead, he stood up and said:

Very well. However, I have matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave now.
Here is the contact information for [Rats in the House of the Dead]. Should you need anything, feel free to reach out to me.
Before departing, Fyodor handed Yunxi a business card adorned with a purple rat’s head and added.

Yunxi accepted it, but as soon as he glanced at Fyodor’s contact details, the pattern on the card blurred abruptly and transformed into a playing card featuring a clown—right in Yunxi’s hand.

Haha, it’s Clown’s magic show! Gogol declared proudly. So? Were you surprised, Little Yunxi…
Yunxi looked up, tossed the clown card aside, and expressionlessly kicked Gogol. Others aside, how dare you get jealous over Fyodor? Give it back.
Alright, alright! Gogol chuckled and returned the [Rats in the House of the Dead] business card.

The expressions of the other three grew even stranger.

Clown whispered, Clown’s dear friend, it seems the ‘you’ in that world joined Yunxi-kun and ‘my’ relationship at ‘my’ invitation.
Only…

So it’s not that the Clown’s best friend doesn’t like romance, but rather prefers this kind of thrilling romance? The Clown made an exaggerated expression of surprise. How amazing! Truly worthy of being the Clown’s best friend!
Fyodor’s face had lost even its basic smile, which was rare for him.

He turned and left without looking back.

Sigma was still reeling from the information he had just learned, while the Clown, after smilingly observing Yunxi and Gogol for a moment, straightforwardly extended an invitation: Since we’re already at the Sky Casino, would you like to play a few rounds?
Let Sigma-kun cover the chips! It’s just a simple game anyway, we can just have Sigma-kun transfer them from his left hand to his right…
When Sigma snapped back to reality, this was what he heard.

Sigma clenched his fist tightly: This is the Sky Casino, not some place for you to mess around as you please!!!
In the end, he still let the three of them play.

After all, these three were each more terrifying than the last. Even though Sigma knew the most powerful one among them held goodwill toward him, he didn’t dare to provoke them recklessly.

I’ll set aside a separate area for you, Sigma said. You can play over there.
The three readily agreed.

However, as someone who enjoys playing with props, the Clown always needed to prepare something before gambling.

So in the end, Yunxi, who relied entirely on luck, was the first to go out.

In a corner of the casino, a young man with soft black long hair was lost in thought, unknowingly attracting several high-stakes customers.

One customer who had clearly been eyeing Yunxi for a long time approached proactively: Sir, isn’t the Clown who was with you yesterday here today? Would you like me to play a round with you?
Yunxi slowly lifted his eyes.

Yunxi had encountered this kind of trouble so many times that he couldn’t even be bothered to respond. He was about to signal the Sky Casino staff to come and shoo the person away.

But just as Yunxi raised his hand, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared: The Clown is here! The Clown would never abandon little Yunxi!
The customer was frightened by the Clown’s ambiguous smile and took half a step back, but since the black-haired youth was still there, he quickly forced himself to appear calm: Is that so? But leaving your companion alone for so long isn’t very gentlemanly…
Another Clown appeared.

Clown: I told you the Clown wouldn’t abandon little Yunxi! You’re the one being rude, customer!
The customer looked at the other identical-looking Clown, first confused, then understanding, and finally shocked: T-twins???
Damn, no wonder this black-haired youth wasn’t interested in him – the other party was playing such wild games?!

But they look so alike… Can you even tell them apart during… those times…
The customer left in a daze, leaving Yunxi looking back and forth between the two.

To Yunxi, the differences between the two Gogols were very obvious. One looked at Yunxi as if he might lean in for several kisses at any moment, while the other looked at Yunxi with more curiosity and scrutiny. Yunxi didn’t understand why the customer found them indistinguishable.

Never mind, no point thinking about it.

Yunxi gestured for the two to sit down, then said: Let’s begin. Who chooses the game?
The two white-haired Russians said in unison: Let little Yunxi decide!
In reality, the specific game chosen didn’t matter much. A gambling match between someone with max luck and two space-type ability users was destined to be thrilling and filled with various reversals.

The more powerful space-type ability user, while playing around, let one hand wander onto Yunxi’s body.

Feeling the hand slowly stroking her ribs before gradually moving down to her abdomen, Yunxi expressionlessly threw out two playing cards while mentally pummeling this restless companion who couldn’t even behave during games.

But being treated coldly by Yunxi only made Gogol more enthusiastic.

He continued downward, then avoided a certain spot just as Yunxi was about to explode, instead pinching the soft flesh on Yunxi’s thigh.

And just as Yunxi gradually let his guard down the next second, this hand disappeared, replaced by something even more excessive.

Yunxi: …

Being rubbed back and forth, Yunxi became noticeably more impatient while playing cards, and when he finally got dirty, he nearly threw all his cards out.

Thus, even Clown—whose skills were inferior to Gogol’s—quickly understood what was happening.

Clown looked thoughtfully at Gogol, then at Yunxi, and then he also activated his spatial-type special ability.

But just before he could press his entire palm against Yunxi’s body, another Gogol’s special ability suddenly erupted.

A small singularity instantly formed beside Yunxi, only to dissipate due to both parties promptly withdrawing their power. However, the tension between the two didn’t disappear; instead, it grew increasingly intense.

Two identical-looking Clowns stood across the card table, confronting each other with cold weapons.

Between them was a black-haired youth casually playing with cards, occasionally launching sudden, random attacks at one of the Clowns.

Over there, the guests were terrified out of their wits by this scene. Many abandoned their original gambling games and fled directly.

Sigma: .

This was his [Sky Casino]!

What kind of strange things were these people doing in his place!

Fortunately, after Sigma spoke up, the three cooperated reasonably well. They obediently followed Sigma back, and on the way, they didn’t attack anyone.

Only Gogol looked like he was about to cry. He hugged Yunxi’s waist, burying his head against Yunxi’s neck: Little Yunxi, Clown doesn’t like this world, especially not this guy who looks just like Clown… How about we go back?
Sigma instinctively asked: You know how to go back?
Sigma: .

First stop calling him Little Yunxi, then say things like that.

Yunxi was clearly starting to get troubled too. He patted Gogol’s head, signaling for him to get up, and after being refused in Gogol’s clingy voice, he sighed and compromised: Fine, let’s go back now.
Going back directly was a bit boring, but it would do.

Clown instantly widened his eyes: Huh? So soon? Won’t Little Yunxi miss Clown even a little? Clown likes Little Yunxi so much…
This time, Yunxi directly interrupted: Gogol, take off that mask first before talking to me like that.
It was natural for the Savior to fall in love at first sight with a white-haired clown, but for a white-haired clown to fall in love at first sight with the Savior was a bit bizarre. The other was clearly acting—if he took off the mask, he wouldn’t spout such nonsense.

As soon as he finished speaking, just as Yunxi expected, Clown fell silent.

Yunxi felt both speechless and unsurprised. He proactively reminded: Alright, since there are no other issues, Gogol, you still have one question left.
Clown immediately regained his liveliness: Clown does have a question!
Question, Little Yunxi! Clown’s voice suddenly lowered, Will you appear in this world?
Yunxi hadn’t expected this question. Feeling the increasingly palpable killing intent from the white-haired Russian pressed against him, Yunxi gave the fastest possible response: I don’t know.
Yunxi mercilessly added, But I truly don’t know. Also, Gogol, you’ve used up your questioning opportunity.
Now it was time for him and Korya to leave.

The storm caused by the special ability swept through, making Clown and Sigma instinctively narrow their eyes. When they reopened them, the two who had been there moments ago had vanished from the spot.

Clown looked at Sigma, thoughtful: Hmm…
He still very much wanted to meet the Yunxi of his world. Since Yunxi liked Sigma, what if he stayed with Sigma all the time…

Sigma instantly bristled, speaking rapidly: Gogol-kun, the Sky Casino’s business hours have ended.
Clown: But…
Sigma spoke even faster: You should go back to rest and then head to Yokohama.
Clown: Sigma-kun…
Sigma: I still need to sort through guest records next. Gogol-kun, good night.
Slam! Sigma forcibly shut his office door.

Clown: .

Fine. Clown muttered as he walked to the edge of the Sky Casino. At the dizzying height, he extended one foot, Clown really should leave this place now.
Though staying with Sigma constantly sounded nice, it would be too boring. Clown ultimately preferred freedom more!

His body gradually began tilting into the air, finally being dragged by gravity into free fall. Gogol felt the pressure on his body and the cold air scraping against his cheeks, activating his Overcoat just before hitting the ground.

The accumulated momentum dissipated, and Gogol landed safely on the ground.

Only his movements were still too forceful, directly kicking open a large cardboard box on the ground.

The large cardboard box slowly rolled away, revealing a black-haired youth who had been secretly observing from behind.

Clown stared in astonishment: You…
The black-haired youth had initially raised his gun toward Clown intending to rob him, but after clearly seeing Clown’s face, his target smoothly shifted from robbery to… something else.

Come with me, or I’ll kill you right now, the black-haired youth whispered threateningly.

Clown finally snapped out of it. He first couldn’t suppress a low chuckle, then proactively extended his hand: Alright then, little sir. Where are you taking this clown?
The black-haired youth’s cheeks gradually reddened the moment he took Clown’s hand, but he still pretended to be serious: Taking you to a very good place.
Clown: Is it…
Exactly! My home! The black-haired youth immediately revealed the answer the next second.

Saying this, the black-haired youth even took advantage of Clown’s stunned moment to push him onto a sofa and take a deep… sniff.

Clown looked confused: Hmm…
How strange, did the other clown encounter the same situation back then?

So, how did he respond back then?

The black-haired youth who originally just wanted to sniff the white-haired NPC twice, but ended up being sniffed back by the physically powerful space-type white-haired NPC. Even though his clothes remained properly worn, the other still used space-type special ability to touch him all over, and was even stretched open by a terrible hand…

The black-haired youth desperately took a huge bite out of Clown, only to have his mouth immediately invaded by something strange again.

Staring at Clown’s maniacal grin before him, the black-haired youth finally reached his breaking point.

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Author’s Note: Next chapter features the highly requested Big and Little Guo (ahem).