I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

——【Load Save File】

Silently waiting for the morning of the incident to arrive, Zhu Yu deliberately joined the group heading to the maple forest, only to find out—

Nothing happened? That's strange.

Seeing that the kind NPC hadn't died, Zhu Yu started to seriously do other things again.

However, not long after—

Anzu NPC approached her again, looking panicked, saying that something had happened to Zhenji NPC.

Zhu Yu: "......"

what's up!

——【Load Save File】

This timeline is when she was about to go out to find Zhenji in the morning. This time, she did not show herself directly, but secretly followed behind Zhenji to see what would happen if the player did not participate directly.

Zhu Yu hated being followed the most. She was a player who was always upright and brave enough to venture into enemy territory. Unfortunately, due to the circumstances, she had no choice but to patiently follow the slow-moving NPCs. Occasionally, she would sneak away to pick some glowing healing herbs.

The maple forest rustled in the wind, and the wheels of the car made a soft, crunching sound as they rolled over the fallen leaves.

The group finally arrived at the maple forest.

Several dark figures emerged from behind the maple tree, moving with ghostly speed, each move ruthlessly aimed at Zhenji and her group.

Alright, it's you guys, right?

Zhu Yu noticed the red name and instantly perked up. He grabbed a handful of grass, stuffed it into his backpack, and jumped out with a "whoosh."

The players are here!

A few basic attacks took down the red-named player, and the player who looted the corpse left feeling refreshed.

then--

Not long after, the Apricot NPC returned again.

Zhu Yu: "......"

You won by using a plot-driven kill; you capitalized on the players' impatience.

Realizing that it seemed that Saehime's death was inevitable, she didn't rush to reload her save file this time, and followed Kyoko to the Taira clan.

After speaking with the head of the Taira clan, a quest popped up—

[Side Quest: Jeong-hime's death is tragic. Are you willing to find her killer and avenge her?]

Zhu Yu quickly accepted the answer.

She wanted to see which bastard NPC was behind all this trouble.

She began to search for clues following the system prompts, and during the time she was investigating, everyone in Heian-kyo heard that the Taira and Minamoto clans were going to temporarily join forces.

Thus, a chilling rumor spread throughout Heian-kyo—the murderer of Tei-hime was Ryomen Sukuna, and someone was about to turn against Ryomen Sukuna.

The Fujiwara clan and the Emperor were naturally pleased with this outcome; in fact, it was their doing to pit the two against each other.

The Fujiwara clan was worried about retaliation from Ryoumen Sukuna, while the Emperor did not want such an unstable element under his nose.

The Emperor had also been involved in organizing various forces to subdue Ryomen Sukuna. Ryomen Sukuna despised everything, including the Emperor himself, and the Emperor was deeply wary of his catastrophic destructive power and violent nature.

The Emperor had previously hinted to Zhu Yu that only by eliminating Ryomen Sukuna could the stability of Heian-kyo be maintained.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed not to understand and did not respond to him at all.

If you explain it too clearly, you're afraid the other party might suddenly change their mind and turn against you, joining the two-faced Sukuna camp instead.

The Emperor's vision went black, so he had no choice but to pretend nothing had happened and turn a blind eye to Sukuna's frequent visits to Heian-kyo to look for Shuyu.

What else could he do? Neither of them were people he could control.

Now, his greatest threat was finally about to disappear. The Emperor was in a good mood and summoned the head of the Fujiwara clan, who had proposed such a brilliant plan, to the palace. They decided to play a game of chess together to express their joy.

Moonlight streamed into the hall, casting a hazy glow on the floor. The crisp sound of pieces being placed rang out, and both men wore relaxed smiles.

Just as the emperor was smiling and about to place the crucial piece, the gate suddenly burst open with a loud "boom".

The door was smashed open, leaving a large hole, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Startled, the two looked up abruptly. The moment they saw who it was, their smiles froze, replaced by barely concealed panic.

A figure like a nightmare arrived under the moonlight, white hair flowing, a long sword in hand gleaming coldly.

Then, she raised her head, her golden-red eyes coldly locking onto the two of them, exuding an extremely oppressive aura. Just one glance from her was enough to make one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"It's you—" The girl's voice was calm and unhurried, yet it sent a shiver down their spines. "Are you playing me for a fool?"

"Jeong-hee, you killed her."

"How dare you! Head of the Genji clan, do you know what you're doing?" the Emperor said, his voice stern but his heart filled with fear.

The head of the Fujiwara family's mind raced, and he said urgently, "The murderer is clearly that ruthless four-armed demon god. You've got the wrong person."

Just as he was trembling and about to continue his defense—

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The girl heard unhurried footsteps behind her.

The towering, four-armed demon emerged from the shadows, its gaze sweeping lightly over the two insignificant ants.

He tilted his head slightly, looking down at the two people who had collapsed to the ground since he appeared, and said sneer, "Playing such a clumsy trick using my name?"

As the last word was uttered, the temperature inside the hall seemed to plummet.

—Two calamities of this world have struck at the same time tonight.

Chapter 206 Limited Classes

Before the two could open their mouths to say anything more, the blades were already upon them.

Blood splattered on the ground, leaving spots, and more blood spread along the fallen torso, forming layers of varying shades.

Liangmian Su Nuo glanced sideways at Zhu Yu, a hint of interest appearing in his cold eyes.

"Since we've gone this far, why don't we... have some fun together?"

As if he had thought of something, he slowly curled up a malicious smile.

“Okay.” Zhu Yu nodded, and slowly added amidst Su Nuo’s increasingly excited expression, “But not now.”

"What do you mean?" Ryomen Su Nuo immediately calmed down and glared at Zhu Yu. "Don't tell me you're scared."

"You really want to come with me?" Zhu Yu tilted her head, noticing that her pink-haired teammate seemed rather impatient.

Two-Faced Sukuna: "...Heh."

Zhu Yu ignored Su Nuo's displeased expression. After thinking for a moment, she decided to "reload" her save file again and give those NPCs who had tricked her a good beating. If her pink-haired teammate wanted to join her again, that was fine too.

Push it forward faster.

After defeating the Emperor NPC, a bunch of red-named players suddenly appeared, which was quite annoying to fight.

Zhu Yu quickly listed the benefits of having the pink-haired teammate in her mind, then patted one of Su Nuo's arms, gesturing for him to look at her: "Since it's a promise, I'll be with you."

"See you in a bit."

This abrupt and unrelated statement left Su Nuo feeling bewildered. Why would someone suddenly say something like this?

He lowered his gaze, his aura becoming sharp: "You—" What do you want to do?

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Yu had already selected "Load Save".

Damn NPC, wash your neck and wait!

*

The upheaval in Heian-kyo shocked the world.

Before anyone could react, the Emperor was assassinated, and the Fujiwara clan fell apart.

The head of the Minamoto family, who had committed such a horrific crime of insubordination, swaggered out of the main gate of the Imperial Palace and the Fujiwara family with the Four-Armed Demon. Bloodstains from the tip of his knife dripped down and fell to the ground, spreading out in dark red spots like eerie red plum blossoms.

No one dared to utter a sound, and they could only watch helplessly as the two walked away together, stepping on a pool of blood.

For a moment, the air in Heian-kyo seemed to carry the smell of blood.

When the powerful Fujiwara family fell from power, some families seized the opportunity to install a puppet emperor on the throne, hoping to emulate the Fujiwara family's "regency politics" and control the government.

To establish their authority by stepping over the corpses of the Fujiwara family, the family immediately gathered a large number of nobles and, under the pretext of "avenging the previous emperor," mobilized most of the forces of Heian-kyo to besiege the two "murderers."

The head of that family believed that two fists could not defeat four hands, and no matter how powerful the two were, they would surely die under the siege of many elites.

He stood beside the young emperor, enjoying the pleasure that power brought him, and smugly issued orders. Then, to the young emperor's horrified gaze, his head was chopped off with a single stroke.

"So annoying." The girl, who had entered the hall at some point, glanced casually at the heads rolling on the ground. "Why can't they be completely removed?"

A flash of cold light, and most of the people in the hall fell silent. The survivors lowered their heads and dared not breathe.

Then, her gaze fell on the young emperor's head, as if confirming something.

Her golden-red pupils held no warmth, only a detached indifference, as if the killing just now was nothing more than casually plucking a petal from a flower.

The young emperor had never faced such an oppressive scene before. The thought of resistance was crushed in his heart as soon as it emerged, leaving only pure, immobile fear. He stood frozen in place like a puppet, tears welling up uncontrollably in his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to cry out.

No, don't kill me!

Seeing his terrified expression, she made no unnecessary movements, but quickly approached, stretched out an arm, and easily removed the trembling young emperor from the throne that symbolized his status.

The young emperor remained frozen in place, watching as she casually plopped down on him.

Little Emperor: "!!!"

His emotions were in turmoil; the joy of surviving the ordeal left him speechless for a moment.

Just then, footsteps sounded again at the entrance of the palace.

Ryomen Sukuna walked in, stepping through the bloodstains on the ground. The hem of her kimono was stained with a glaring red, and her face had several streaks of blood on it.

He casually raised his hand, wiped his cheek with his thumb, and carelessly spread the blood: "The disobedient batch has been dealt with."

"Don't order me around like that next time."

"Thank you, Su Nuo." Zhu Yu nodded to Su Nuo, who walked to her right. "But, not to order her around. We agreed to be together."

Yes, that's what we agreed on.

Players are players who keep their promises.

Su Nu frowned. When was this agreed upon? He had no recollection of it.

He gave a disgruntled "humph" and ultimately said nothing more.

Rimei, who was by his side, handed Su Nuo a handkerchief when the opportunity arose, so that he could wipe the bloodstains on his body.

While the rest of the crowd waited in trembling silence for the final judgment, the demon...

He slowly walked to Zhu Yu's left and stood still. His gaze swept over the mess on the ground and the fearful expressions of the crowd. His smile remained unchanged, and his voice clearly carried to every corner: "Everyone."

"Please allow me to reintroduce myself—"

He looked at Zhu Yu with a smile in his voice.

"Lord Yu is a descendant of Amaterasu Omikami who was separated from the world. Like the current imperial family, he is a legitimate descendant and bears the responsibility of saving the world. Now the imperial family is in decline, and treacherous officials have seized power in the court, causing chaos in the world."

"And today, in order to save all of this, she has chosen to take on the heavy responsibility and succeed as Emperor."

The girl on the throne was composed, but her casual glance was so sharp that no one dared to look directly at her, as if looking at her for too long would cut them with her sharp edge.

"I presume that all of you gentlemen have no objections?"

The people inside the hall were drenched in cold sweat, and dared only shout in their hearts—who dares to have any objections?

Ryomen Sukuna stood to one side with his arms crossed, a cold smile playing on his lips. His gaze, as if watching a good show, slowly swept over everyone present, as if silently threatening: "Who dares to say 'no' and try?"

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"So--"

"From this day forward, all of you should remember who the true master of this world is."

The hall was deathly silent; only the violently beating hearts told everyone that they were indeed still alive.