I said you are all war criminals

Yili didn't answer, but took out just enough money from her pocket and put it on the counter. She picked up the repaired guitar, put on her guitar bag, and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait!"

The afro-haired boss stopped her and said, "Girl, please explain clearly! Who stole the goods? We have been running this shop for so many years and nothing like this has ever happened before!"

Yili stopped and looked back at the two of them.

"Your clerk knows it for sure."

Yili said coldly, "Don't think no one saw what you did on the tram."

A mile out of the music store, the cold street wind slashed her face like tiny blades. She tucked her coat closer and quickened her pace. The dim streetlights stretched her shadow far out, like a ghost following closely.

Bai Ye stared at the screen. The simulator's perspective was like a falcon, firmly locking onto Yili's movements.

When he reached a secluded corner, Yili suddenly stopped.

Almost immediately, a figure emerged from the darkness, blocking Yili's path. It was the shop assistant who had changed the strings. He lowered his head, his expression unclear. His hands were in his pockets, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"Hello."

As soon as Yili finished speaking, the clerk rushed over like an enraged bull. His once handsome face was now twisted and ferocious, and the fear and anger in his eyes intertwined like a ball of gunpowder about to explode.

"What did you see, bitch? What do you want to do?"

Yili had anticipated his desperate move, and calmly and lightly sidestepped, dodging the reckless attack. The clerk missed, stumbling a few steps before finally stabilizing himself, nearly falling to the ground. Furious, he pulled a folding knife from his pocket, snapping it open with a click. The gleaming blade glared brightly under the dim streetlight.

"Hand over the evidence!"

The clerk roared, his voice sharp and raspy due to nervousness, "What do you want?"

Yili lifted his foot back, inserted his fingers into the back of his shoe, and adjusted the tightness. "I just said... I advise you not to do it."

"K-are you kidding me—"

The blade cut through the wind, carrying with it the clerk's hysterical roar. Yili dodged the fatal blow with a deft movement. Without hesitation, she raised her leg and delivered a swift, whip-like kick, catching the clerk squarely in the wrist where the knife was gripping.

"Ow!"

The clerk screamed, and the folding knife flew out of his hand, tracing a parabola in the air before landing on the ground a few meters away with a clang. He clutched his aching wrist, his face pale, and stared at me in horror, like a frightened rabbit.

By this time, he finally realized what he had done.

Next, all he had to do was call the police and his entire life would be ruined easily.

Yili didn't press the attack, but instead slowly walked over to the fallen folding knife and bent down to pick it up. She lowered her eyes to look at the knife in her hand, the blade reflecting the dim light of the street lamp.

She gently closed the blade and walked towards the clerk who was curled up on the ground, holding his wrist.

"I don't want to embarrass you."

Yili looked down at him and said, "Just don't do this kind of thing again."

The clerk was stunned. He was already mad at the moment, but he didn't expect Yili to not call the police under such circumstances...

The clerk curled up on the ground, unable to move. Fear, shame, gratitude, and all sorts of emotions surged within him, like boiling water, burning his internal organs. He didn't even dare to look up at Yili's face, fearful of reading contempt and disdain from that cold expression.

The clerk struggled to his feet and limped off into the night. He didn't dare call the police or tell anyone about the incident. He knew that what happened to him that night was entirely his own fault.

Bai Ye sat in front of the simulator, watching the entire process unfold. He rubbed his eyes and rewound the video again. He still didn't understand.

"No, what is this girl doing?"

Bai Ye scratched his hair, looking confused. "He taught the thief a lesson, and then took the murder weapon... away?"

He couldn't understand this. According to the usual plot, shouldn't they call the police, give the man a good beating, and then walk away? What was the point of taking the murder weapon? Was he trying to keep the stolen goods, or was he planning to use them himself?

"Is your simulator authentic? Would Goto Ichiri really do that?"

[The real Goto Ichiri wouldn't do that.]

The words appeared faintly on the simulator.

【However, Goto Ichiri, who has been nurtured by players until now, will do just that. 】

"So is this one mile? Or is it not one mile?"

Bai Ye held his head with an expression of incomprehension.

"Did I raise Ichiri to be such a saint? If I did, I'd definitely turn Ichiri into a ruthless killer, probably!"

The simulator didn't respond, presumably meaning no comment.

"...No, could it be that Ichiri hasn't revealed his true nature yet?"

Bai Ye understood a little, "I understand. If it goes on any longer, Ichiri will definitely reveal his true nature!"

[Do you want to continue to allow the character Goto Ichiri to move freely? ]

"continue!"

Hakuno said firmly, "Ichiri will definitely reveal his true nature!"

122

Chapter 122 The mystery is solved.

The time in the simulator began to move rapidly.

In the simulator, Goto Ichiri began to move at an exaggerated speed.

And what she does, in a nutshell, is to help others.

A child got separated from his mother in a supermarket and burst into tears, threatening to become a child trafficking story. Just then, Yili appeared! With a few words, she calmed the child down and then, through the radio, found the child's mother. The mother burst into tears of gratitude, but Yili simply smiled, turned gracefully, and disappeared into the crowd.

A stray cat was trapped in a tree, meowing profusely. A crowd of concerned citizens gathered, helpless to help. Then Yili appeared! She nimbly climbed the tree, grabbed the cat, landed safely, and rushed it to a nearby veterinary clinic. The onlookers applauded and tried to take photos and tweet, but Yili was nowhere to be seen.

A gas leak at a ramen shop threatened to cause an explosion, but the proprietress was still sound asleep, completely unaware of the impending danger. Then Yili appeared! She kicked open the door, dragged the proprietress out, and deftly turned off the gas and opened the windows for ventilation. By the time the firefighters arrived, the danger was over. The proprietress held her hand, sobbing profusely, offering herself to him, but Yili simply said, "You're welcome," and disappeared into the night.

Bai Ye looked at the busy figure in the simulator and couldn't help but complain: "Is this girl crazy? This is not a JK, this is simply Superman!"

He finally understood that his previous frantic point-scoring behavior had been perfectly replicated in the simulator by Goto Ichiri. Just like the protagonist in an RPG, no matter how big or small the matter, as long as someone asked for help, he had to help without hesitation.

"This is too outrageous!"

Bai Ye scratched his head frantically, "Did I raise a saint? I clearly wanted to raise someone who kills without blinking an eye... ahem, what I meant was, a cool girl with explosive fighting power!"

He began to wonder if he had opened the simulator in the wrong way.

[The simulator simply faithfully reflects the player's actions.]

The simulator responded indifferently.

Bai Ye didn't intend to continue. Yili's quest-finding speed was much faster than manually finding and completing quests. It was like a one-click sweep in a mobile game... No, at this point, it should be called a one-click replay. While not as fast as a sweep, it was still faster than manually finning.

"Notify me once the five dimensions are full."

Bai Ye took out his phone and started playing mobile games.

then……

"Wuhu, don't even think about running away!"

Bai Ye shouted excitedly, his fingers sliding quickly across the phone screen, controlling the game character to dodge skills, and then used a big move to kill the opponent's low-health hero.

"Beautiful! Triple kill!"

Suddenly, a sharp beep pierced his eardrum, and he was so scared that he almost threw his phone away.

"What the hell?"

Hakuno complained, reluctantly looking up at the simulator.

What caught my eye was a line of glaring large characters: [Character: Goto Ichiri, all five attributes have reached their upper limits.]

There is also a line of small text below, showing that four hundred days have passed in the simulator.

"Over a year has passed?"

Bai Ye rubbed his eyes and said, "Let me see what Ichiri has done."

Bai Ye clicked on the record, and more than a year's diary-like records poured out like a waterfall.

"Helping an elementary school student find their lost homework...that's too trivial! Also, helping the police catch a fugitive? Ichiri, you're a JK, why don't you just go to school and play cops and robbers? Wait, what the hell is saving a hanyou? You probably haven't awakened your abilities yet. Ichiri is probably just an ordinary person right now."

Hakuno grumbled as he scrolled through the screen. In the records, Goto Ichiri was capable of anything, a true superhero. Her charisma was off the charts, captivating countless young men and women, and even several records showed her breaking up gang fights. She was knowledgeable, fluent in eight languages, knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and had even helped university professors solve several global problems. She was incredibly courageous, fighting criminals with her bare hands and bravely rushing into fires to save lives, a fear even among terrorists. Her agility was such that she could easily scale rooftops and even, it was said, dodge bullets. As for her thoughtfulness… Hakuno rolled his eyes. Ichiri had already established irreversible relationships with Gokou Ruri, Aishiro Karen, Yukinoshita Yukino, and others.

Bai Ye even suspected that if he hadn't first brought the End Band and Wild Fire into the friendship line, he would have been able to pay tribute to the legendary attic trash and make twenty jumps.

...But these are still good.

"The band is finished and will be performing the opening performance at the Olympics..."

Bai Ye looked at the achievement that popped up in the simulator, and a question mark appeared in his head.

No, isn’t it... a bit exaggerated?

"Why didn't I manage the Ending Band so well before?"

Bai Ye was sincerely confused.

You haven't run a business before.

The simulator points out the crux of the problem without mercy.

I... haven't I run a business before?

Bai Ye fell into confusion.

Hakuno stared at the entry that said "The End Band will perform at the Olympics Opening Ceremony," feeling as nauseous as if he'd eaten a fly. What the hell was this? A one-year speedrun?

"Is there a bug in this crappy simulator?"

Hakuno muttered, his fingers sliding quickly across the screen, browsing Goto Ichiri's "great achievements" over the past year.

"Wait, this isn't right..."

Hakuno narrowed his eyes, spotting the crux of the matter. Goto Ichiri's quest completion count had reached an astronomical number. While he'd done quests in the early stages of the game before, he'd never done it on such a frenzied scale.

He recalled his previous simulations, usually grinding out some points at the beginning, raising attributes to maximum before moving on to the storyline. This time, however, he simply let Goto Ichiri act freely. The simulator seemed to have grasped the command to "complete the mission" and executed it to the utmost. It not only completed the tasks that increased attributes, but also other tasks.

"Damn, this simulator is too rigid!"

Bai Ye couldn't help but complain, "So the goal I set for Yili is to become a task machine?"

He continued to scroll down and found that Goto Ichiri's schedule was packed with tasks, almost every minute was filled with various tasks. From waking up at six in the morning to going to bed at twelve at night, she hardly had a moment to rest, like a wound-up robot.

"This is even worse than being a social slave..."

Hakuno sighed, a wave of sympathy welling up in his heart. Although it was just a simulation, seeing Goto Ichiri fighting so hard, he still felt a little sorry.

He suddenly remembered the tip the simulator had given him: "The simulator simply faithfully reflects the player's actions."

Now it seems that this statement is absolutely true. He had not set clear goals for Goto Ichiri before, but just let her act freely, and as a result, the simulator turned her into a ruthless task completion machine.

"It seems that I need to control the simulation in the future and not accept every task."

Bai Ye thought to himself, "I don't want every simulation to end up like this. That would be too boring."

As for this time...

That’s all.

What else can we do?

That’s it.

123

Chapter 123 Hong Xia: Is it true that I am performing at the Olympic opening ceremony?

A year has passed.

Hongxia's work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

She has published several doujinshi and is very familiar with her group of otaku friends.

As for the band's end... Because Ichiri had worked so hard that year, Hongxia hadn't done anything to become "super famous." Hongxia herself didn't quite understand why the band had been so successful, but thinking about Ichiri's achievements in his previous lives, Hongxia felt it was natural.

In Hongxia's previous lives, Yili always died young. However, even when she died young, her fame never diminished.

...If Yili was not so famous, Xiangzi would not have used Yili as his golden signboard when declaring war.

But... on the other hand.