I am a female swordsman.

"It's alright, Aunt Midis, I have plenty of money." Huang Quan wholeheartedly agrees with the saying that money is worthless if you don't use it.

“But! That…” Midis’s shame deepened, and she covered half her face, looking away. “…Wouldn’t that make me seem incredibly incompetent?”

Lying in bed, Mitis struggled to overcome the shameful impulses within her.

Being kept by my niece is just too shameful!

"Before you have any spare time, admitting your incompetence is not a shameful thing." The chatty genius Huang Quan delivered the fatal blow to Mitis, who, lying on the bed, froze completely, slowly crumbling away. Mitis seemed to realize that Huang Quan, who inherited some of her third sister's personality, was even more ruthless and sophisticated in her cunning and sharp tongue.

Her niece, looking down at her as if surveying her from above, coaxed her with a devilishly seductive voice: "Come on, come on, just nod and you can enjoy a life of ease. But as the price, from today onwards, Aunt Midis, you belong to me. Let me play with you to my heart's content!"

Not to mention Midis's excessively rich imagination.

After tidying himself up, Huang Quan went straight out, intending to withdraw some money to tide him over.

By the time Midis realized what was happening, Huang Quan had vanished by the door. His decisive action made Midis's eyelids twitch. She hadn't even told Xiao Huang Quan where the bank was; wouldn't she get lost going out like this…?

………………

'Can I really withdraw money here?'

The streets were chaotic, the environment was messy, and there were undesirable groups of people.

Huang Quan, unarmed and completely unprepared, stepped into the gray area of ​​this world, like a lamb stripped bare and falling into a pack of ravenous wolves. The fact that such a stunningly beautiful girl could appear in such a wretched place left the delinquents speechless, yet also stirring with desire.

If Huang Quan hadn't been so calm and complacent, people might have already started blocking his path.

'Host, rest assured, with your looks, you can definitely pick out many beauties here.' In the consciousness space, the system maliciously cheered Huang Quan on.

There are many ways to withdraw money.

It all depends on which type the host wants to use—disposable or reusable, uncomfortable or comfortable. Anyway, in this street of thugs, as long as you have a skill, you won't lack money. Of course, whether you'll live to enjoy it is another matter entirely.

'Oh. '

"Hey, miss, are you on the wrong road?" A man in a vest with a scar on his face flexed his muscles and spoke to Huang Quan. He was accompanied by a hot female delinquent. It seemed that this man was not a low-ranking figure on this street; he was at least a gang leader.

Amidst a crowd of undisguised gazes, Huang Quan walked straight up to Scarface.

The young woman beside him, seeing Huang Quan's fashionable and glamorous appearance, seemed to feel threatened and clung tightly to the man beside her. Despite her modest looks, she lacked any confidence as a woman in front of Huang Quan. In every aspect, Huang Quan was a perfect woman, incomparable to him.

"Hello, I need money."

Huang Quan naturally uttered an extraordinary statement.

"Pfft...!" A delinquent who was drinking soda spat it out!

Someone burst into laughter first, and then the delinquents on the whole street erupted in unrestrained laughter, some even patting their bellies and laughing until tears streamed down their faces.

"Hahaha! Miss, we are not a charity!"

"Let's go quickly!"

"Exactly, exactly. But if you're willing to be my girlfriend, I'll definitely work hard to support you." The thug's companions around him hissed in disdain. Such a perfect woman was clearly from a wealthy and powerful family; not just on this street, but even in the richest neighborhoods outside, she was top-tier. Supporting a woman like that? They couldn't possibly afford it!

The scarred leader also smiled, but he only smiled for a moment before his expression turned fierce!

"All of you, shut the hell up! ...Miss, it's not good to joke around like that. Although everyone on this street is a bit of a scoundrel, there are some things we won't do!" Scarface sniffed and waved his hand, signaling Huang Quan to leave the street quickly.

Such a beautiful woman shouldn't be in a place like this.

"As expected, communication won't work..." Huang Quan looked around the chaotic street. Since the system said that money could be withdrawn here, it must be true.

In an instant, all the thugs on the street felt a chill run down their spines! And the source of this bone-chilling cold was this white-haired, red-eyed woman!

Just as Huang Quan was about to use some special methods, a voice full of wild madness came from above everyone's heads.

"Hehehe! Scarface, what are you doing?"

Chapter Six: Ba Ge

Some people have a natural charisma that leaves a deep impression on others.

Whether domineering, refined, or resolute… the man sitting on the third floor like an old man exuded a typical bad air in Huang Quan's eyes. Perhaps due to being blind in one eye, he wore a black eye patch reminiscent of a pirate from an art film, and his smile carried an obvious ferocity!

From the scarred leader, Huang Quan learned the man's nickname.

"Brother Ba!"

Every street has its own overlord, commonly known as a street bully. Anyone who can rise to that position amidst the chaos and mixed bag of people must be a genius who is extremely adaptable to this environment in some way.

That's just the kind of person he is!

boom!!

He leaped from the third floor like an eagle, a height that would be difficult for ordinary people to conquer, yet it seemed effortlessly easy for him. He landed straight on the ground without any flourish. The sound of his landing caused a flicker of surprise in Huang Quan's eyes!

'That voice?'

No, it's impossible for a normal person's weight to make such a loud noise when falling.

Ba Ge landed right in front of Huang Quan, separating her from the scarred leader. Just as the dust he stirred up was about to reach Huang Quan, it formed an easily overlooked inverted V-shaped air barrier, starting from the tip of her slightly forward-pointing right foot. This unusual phenomenon quickly disappeared after the dust was pushed aside to the sides.

Almost no one present noticed Huang Quan's subtle actions.

The reason I say "almost" is because, besides Huang Quan herself, there was another person who glanced at her the instant she unleashed her superhuman power. Even through the swirling dust, that man's remaining eye fixed on Huang Quan like a lone wolf, fierce as if defending its territory!

interesting……

“Scarface, I told you, that kind of thing is absolutely not allowed on this street I’m in charge of.” Brother Ba quickly withdrew his gaze from Huang Quan and instead clenched his fists, looking at Scarface with a stern and oppressive expression.

Despite being physically weaker and shorter than the other man, Scarface seemed to shrink in comparison, his imposing manner unconsciously weakening, and his body displaying the instinctive defensive movements one would expect when being beaten. Interesting. This one-eyed man must have earned his position as the street's tyrant through sheer hard work and punches.

"No one laid a hand on this young lady..." the scarred man weakly defended himself, his voice as feeble as that of a bullied kitten.

In contrast, the one-eyed man with a grinning face is toying with his lion!

"Nonsense! If you're looking for death, I'd do it even if she didn't break your hands." With that, Ba Ge turned to look at Huang Quan. "Am I right, woman?"

"Hey, Brother Ba, she's here to ask us for money...!" Scarface suddenly remembered this. To be honest, Huang Quan's elegant and noble air didn't seem like someone who was short of money. She was probably here looking for some excitement. If she really needed money, she shouldn't have come here.

"Huh?! They're trying to extort me? Hey! Woman, is what he's saying true?!" Realizing that his dignity as a street fighter had been challenged, Ba Ge's gaze towards Huang Quan gradually turned hostile.

Huang Quan's head tilted at a forty-five-degree angle.

With her expressionless face, she easily erased the fact that she had gone fishing earlier. "Of course not... If someone gets beaten up because of their desires and then repents, crying and offering up education fees, then I would reluctantly accept it. I don't think that counts as extortion, at most it's excessive self-defense."

As she spoke, Huang Quan's clear, scarlet eyes looked at Scarface again.

The intense malice she exuded made Scarface tremble. What he had initially perceived as a harmless beauty turned out to be a lurking, ghostly danger! Daring to venture alone into the city's gray streets wasn't about seeking thrills, but rather about having absolute confidence in himself!

"I see, that makes sense."

Upon hearing this, Brother Ba was not angry at all; instead, he nodded in agreement.

His approval left Scarface with a very complicated expression. "Boss! Do you even understand the situation? This woman is no pushover!"

"But I call the shots on this street. Woman, if you want to beg for food on this street, then you'll have to get past me!" Two powerful fists clashed together! From the sound of the open-knuckle gloves striking and the impact of their bodies, the faint clanging of metal could be heard!

This man is very strong.

It was a stinging sensation that could make Huang Quan's exposed skin feel sharp and painful! This seemingly peaceful world, described by the system as a warm and welcoming place, was actually controlled by a clearly inhuman force. This parallel world, which had a significant connection to the original "poisonous milk powder" game, and was called "Arad Apartment," was truly interesting.

No wonder the system chose such a world for her to use the rewards she obtained from the last mission in the Divine Comedy world.

"How much is your monthly salary?" With a frighteningly keen interest, Huang Quan looked at the man brimming with fighting spirit and asked about his monthly salary.

"..." Ba Ge's face twitched violently, and he managed to squeeze out a syllable that even Huang Quan couldn't hear.

"what?"

"Zero, no salary! I came here to be the tyrant of this street, not for some stinking money! Aren't you annoying, woman! If you want to fight, then fight; if not, get out of here! Don't bother me while I'm writing my resume!" As if he had touched a nerve, Brother Ba roared at Huang Quan.

"So you're unemployed."

"Always able to pinpoint someone's weaknesses and deliver the finishing blow," Huang Quan suddenly realized. Being mercilessly stabbed in the back by such a beautiful woman on his own turf—no man with a shred of self-respect could stand that. Huang Quan put his hands in his coat pockets and suddenly took two steps towards Brother Ba.

A hint of nervousness and panic was clearly visible on that unruly face.

"Can you tell me which streets around here are even worse than yours?" A gust of wind blew by, causing the hem of Huang Quan's trench coat to flutter, and her imposing aura pressed down on the street with an unyielding force. Like a sharp sword revealing its edge, she was someone no one dared to look directly at!

Overwhelmed by Huang Quan's powerful aura, Ba Ge instinctively named several street locations he had long disliked.

"Thanks, bro. I don't dislike a principled street thug like you." Giving him a glimpse of her refined profile, Huang Quan showed a hint of appreciation. With a boss like that, this street might just get better and better; Huang Quan decided not to bother him any longer.

Chapter Seven Education Expenses

"Could we really be lost...?"

In her room, Midis, filled with worry, kept glancing at the clock. The more she thought about Xiao Huangquan withdrawing money, the more uneasy she felt, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. Perhaps, subconsciously, she didn't think her adorable niece was that wealthy.

Midis knew what kind of person her third sister was.

Spending money like water!

There are no idioms like "having no worries" or "being frugal" in the dictionary. It's a blessing if I can raise my daughter normally, but to say I'll raise her like a princess is probably quite difficult.

Midis's concept of raising a princess doesn't mean instilling princess syndrome. A girl with truly exceptional aristocratic qualities should have the same expression whether holding a magnificent diamond or an ordinary stone; whether picking it up or putting it down, she should exude an inner, unmoved elegance!

Hmm, in this respect, Huang Quan seems to fit in quite cleverly.

Boom boom boom!

Just as Mitis was lost in thought, there was a rhythmic knocking at the door. This distinctive knocking sound had been heard not long ago, and Mitis knew that Huang Quan had returned.

Compared to when she left, Huang Quan didn't look much different when she returned. The only difference was that she was carrying a small briefcase, the kind usually used for carrying official documents. The fact that Huang Quan was carrying it gave Midis a strange feeling of unease, and she looked at the briefcase with difficulty.

"This place can't all be..."

"It took a little time to withdraw the money." With that, Huang Quan casually shoved the rather heavy suitcase into Aunt Mitis's arms, collecting a small "education fee" after his brief exercise. How much exactly? Huang Quan wasn't sure of the purchasing power of that money in this world, but judging from the pained and reluctant expressions on the faces of those preparing to repent, he believed it should be enough to last for a while.

Midis opened the box and looked at the neat stacks of banknotes; she felt a faint urge to have her heart and lungs stop functioning.

"Isn't that enough? I'll go get more." Midis's dazed look made Huang Quan, who had just sat down, want to stand up again. In Huang Quan's view, she was temporarily staying at someone else's house, and even though she had the identity of a relative arranged by the system, she couldn't say that she could eat, drink, and stay for free without feeling at ease.

"No, no, no! That's enough! That's enough as a betrothal gift!"

Shocked, Midis waved her hands repeatedly, closed the box, and opened her mouth to Huang Quan, seemingly wanting to say something. But looking at her niece's calm face, she decided not to speak.

"In that case, I'll go back to my room first." Huang Quan hadn't had time to tidy up the room where she would be living for the next period of time. Although she wouldn't do anything fancy with her personality, simple and elegant was the best.

Huang Quan carried his suitcase into the room, while Midis remained seated on the sofa.

For Mitis, today's events have begun to disrupt her peaceful life as an ordinary office worker. This is a very dangerous sign; she has no idea what her life will become from now on.