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

Seeing the puzzled look in Shang Zhong's eyes, Zhu Yu didn't explain and quickly opened the system panel.

——【Load Save File】

Damn it, what a bastard brother! How dare he kill an NPC that players like!

Is it really not sent by the rivals?

A flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and Zhu Yu returned to the Port Mafia building, just as she was still undecided whether to do a mission or attend the celebration.

Human lives are at stake; forget about missions for now!

The player tearfully abandoned the quest...

Fearing that the next second he would see the corpses of the Flag Society members, Zhu Yu sped all the way to the "Old World" billiards bar.

The members of the Flag Association had already booked the place for their gathering. A few of them arrived early to decorate the bar, just waiting for Chuuya to arrive so they could give him a "surprise" when he entered.

Because it was morning, the neon lights in the bar were off, making it look gray and gloomy, and a thin layer of mist clung to the glass windows.

The bar stools were neatly upside down on the table, and there wasn't a single peanut shell to be found on the floor. Only the lingering smell of alcohol from last night had been diluted into a faint sweet fragrance by the morning breeze.

No pedestrians passed by the bar, which was only open at night.

—Until a figure shattered the tranquility like a cannonball.

Zhu Yu practically sped into the alleyway on his motorcycle, the tires leaving two black streaks on the wet road as he braked suddenly. Before the motorcycle had even come to a complete stop, he jumped off.

Very well, the bar is still standing there perfectly fine.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, rushed to the door in three quick steps, and kicked it with a flying kick.

"Bang-"

The door slammed against the wall, making the crystal pendant of the chandelier jingle. The overturned glass on the bar vibrated and trembled, a drop of water rolling down as if startled.

Along with the deafening sound of the door being kicked open came her very noticeable voice.

"—Everyone, I've come to save you! Are you alright?"

The silly bird, who was standing on the ladder hanging decorations on the wall, suddenly shuddered, and the colorful ribbons fluttered down to the ground, landing right on the surgeon's forehead.

The PR officer was so startled that he fell backward off his bar stool, hitting his head on his friend's cold-blooded beer glass behind him. The amber liquid traced a perfect parabola in the air, drenching the pianist's trouser leg at the next table.

No one was spared.

When the chandelier stopped swaying, an eerie silence still hung over the space, and five pairs of eyes turned to the figure at the door.

Everyone:......

Zhu Yu rushed in and circled around the people present several times with great concern, examining them carefully for a long time. He found that they hadn't lost a single drop of blood and were safe, and finally felt relieved.

The crowd, whose arms and legs were suddenly lifted up, were speechless.

The silly bird was a little confused: "What's wrong? We're safe here..."

Zhu Yu recalled the dilapidated ruins of the bar she had seen not long ago and expressed doubts about this "safety".

"Have members of a hostile organization infiltrated this place?" The pianist was the first to react, his expression suddenly turning serious. Although this was the Flag Society's secret meeting place, there was still a possibility of information leaks.

"No." Zhu Yu denied the conjecture. In fact, she did not know what the people of the Flag Society had encountered at that time, but it was certain that the murderer was Verlaine. "You were in danger, so I came to protect you."

"Huh? Thank you for your kindness, [Kawakami]-san, but we are very strong too." Ado Bird jumped down the ladder, confidently raised his hand and swept his bangs back to reveal his smooth forehead.

He looks so arrogant.

"Hmm, don't worry," Leng Xue said quietly.

The Flag Society is considered top-tier in the Hong Kong underworld; each member is a formidable individual, let alone the five of them together. Unless the other side deploys special forces, they don't believe they'll encounter any danger.

Zhu Yu: ...These NPCs are so stubborn! Do you think players would lie to you?

Zhu Yu nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes."

Well, maybe this is just the standard plot; players just need to wait quietly in a corner for the story to unfold.

Having figured it out, Zhu Yu stopped trying to talk to them and started exploring the "Old World" bar again—hoping to find some new items this time.

Seeing that Zhu Yu had already gone off to do her own thing, the members of the Qi Hui exchanged glances, shrugged helplessly, and prepared to "warmly" welcome Chuuya who was about to arrive at the bar.

*

Zhu Yu (focused on exploring): ......

Chuuya meets with the members of the Flag Association and they talk...

Zhu Yu (exploring impatiently): Hmm, what a barren house, practically no props.

Chuuya and the other members of the Flag Association seemed to be arguing, and the atmosphere became tense...

Zhu Yu (felt a chill down her spine, but continued exploring without paying attention): Why is it so noisy all of a sudden... Hmm, it's quiet now, it shouldn't be anything serious.

Zhong also received a one-year anniversary gift, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Zhu Yu, who was oblivious to everything around her, was suddenly pulled to the bar.

Zhu Yu: Why did the player's body suddenly move?

"Of course, it wasn't just us who were involved; Ms. Kawakami also helped a lot." The pianist smiled and pushed Zhu Yu forward. Zhu Yu, who was completely unaware of what was going on, and Chuuya looked at each other in bewilderment.

"...Huh?" Chuuya was suddenly stunned, his mouth agape. "You were involved too?"

"How come I didn't find anything?"

It's one thing if you don't see the people from the Flag Association every day, but he sees her all the time in the office. When did she start the investigation? He didn't even notice.

"Could it be that you said you were going to visit that bastard Dazai and kept running around outside, but you were actually secretly investigating?" Chuuya's expression softened slightly at the thought of this possibility.

He knew it! So that's why she suddenly started sticking to Dazai all the time...

"No, not at all." Zhu Yu ruthlessly shattered his imagination and frankly admitted, "Looking for Dazai was really just for fun."

Chuuya's face darkened.

“I always did this outside of mission hours.” Recalling the hardships of doing this mission, Zhu Yu’s tone couldn’t help but carry a hint of resentment. “Chuuye, I didn’t slack off.”

Chuuya's expression returned to normal, and he quickly clenched his right fist and covered his mouth with a fake cough to cover it up: "Cough... I didn't mean to blame you."

"That's good." Zhu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "Actually, even if you blame me, I wouldn't accept it."

Chuuya: "......"

The halo of the overhead light, like a thin mist, enveloped the dark green pool table.

After a round of laughter and joking, everyone agreed to settle their differences with a game of billiards.

The pool table was noisy, with people trash-talking each other from time to time, showing no sign of taking the game seriously.

Until someone lands the perfect shot.

"Wow......"

Everyone was full of praise and, in their shock, they went to find out who had made this "amazing" shot.

They looked left and right, their eyes filled with confusion.

"No need for praise." A strange, somewhat self-deprecating voice suddenly rang out.

He was an unfamiliar eighth person, not one of the seven present.

Chapter 90 is also terrifying.

A man with short black hair and a light blue suit stood by the pool table, holding the cue stick up in a serious manner. When he noticed that everyone's eyes were on him, he spoke calmly.

"The search manual says: Before asking humans for information, it is necessary to build rapport through communication. It seems that, as planned, the billiards game has deepened our relationship. So, this unit will now begin its mission."

Before he could finish speaking, countless attacks rained down on the uninvited guest.

Zhu Yu seemed like an outsider, silently watching as the group of people started fighting over a mere disagreement.

She glanced up at the top of the newcomer's head—hmm, a green-named individual, no need to beat them up.

He stroked his chin, lost in thought: Why does this NPC look so familiar...?

In the short time it took to think about it, a group of people had already punched several large holes in the wooden planks on the floor and ceiling, and wood chips were falling out of the damaged areas.

Judging that the fight wouldn't be over anytime soon, Zhu Yu found a chair and sat down, watching them put on a live-action action movie right in front of him.

Suddenly, a thin thread shot out, wrapped around the NPC, and flung him up to the ceiling. With a spin, he broke free and landed on his own, dodging a barrage of attacks.

The silly bird then grabbed a large knife and slashed at his face...

Zhu Yu casually pulled out a bucket of ordinary popcorn with no attributes, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, not forgetting to turn his head to dodge a billiard ball that flew towards him due to the blast.

Hmm...it seems to be the NPC who was standing next to Chuuya back then.

Zhu Yu stared at the newly appeared NPC and suddenly realized.

This NPC doesn't seem to be human. In the previous save, even in his battle-damaged state, the electrical wires on his body were showing...

The players remained silent, simply watching the spectacle.

The situation took a sudden turn for the worse. The new NPC seemed to have picked up on some key words, and suddenly knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and adopted a humble and respectful demeanor.

He said to Chuuya in front of him, "Mr. Chuuya, I'm here to protect you."

Zhu Yu (chewing): "Wow!"

It has a real Shonen Jump manga feel to it.

After a heated but ultimately unpleasant encounter, the supporting character, initially there to cause trouble, had a brutal "friendly exchange" with the protagonist, only to be captivated by his charisma and willingly choose to follow him...

Chuuya, that's terrifying!

The members of the Flag Association: ? ? ?

"...Huh?" Zhong was also shocked by this unexpected turn of events.

Zhu Yu sincerely exclaimed, "Zhongye (chews) You're so amazing (chews) You're truly worthy of this (chews)."

Chuuya: "...Finish what's in your mouth first."

Upon hearing this, the NPC on the other side wholeheartedly agreed: "What this young lady said is absolutely right. Mr. Chuuya is indeed extraordinary."

He then stood up, bowed gracefully, and began his self-introduction: "This machine was created by Dr. Wostoncraft, a super-powered engineer, and is the first autonomous thinking computer—Adam Frankenstein."

"The objective of this unit is to arrest the assassin who attempted to kill you—Paul Verlaine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the name box above his head updated to "Adam Frankenstein".

Zhu Yu: "Wow (chew chew chew) It's a robot (chew chew chew) It's so intelligent (chew chew chew) It looks just like a real person."

Chuuya: "...I told you to finish your food before you talk, or you'll choke."

Okay, Zhu Yu admitted that she was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, so she obediently finished chewing the popcorn in her mouth and swallowed it.

Adam, of course, didn't miss Zhu Yu's words and accepted her praise with a smile: "Thank you very much for your appreciation, Miss. The manufacturer of this machine must be very happy to receive such praise."

Zhu Yu stared at his agile movements and rich expressions, deeply feeling that the level of technological development in the game was really uneven—everyone was generally using flip phones, yet the field of AI robots was already so advanced.

Did I select the wrong tech tree?

It's absurd that while everyone else is still in the era of making fire by rubbing sticks together, you're already using a four-wheel drive vehicle.

Well, it's just a game setting, so of course anything goes!

Zhu Yu accepted all of this quite naturally, jumped off the chair with great interest, approached Adam, and circled him several times.

She even poked the back of his hand—wow, it's elastic and warm, just like real skin!

"Hello, Adam, I am [Kawakami Socks]."

“Hello, Ms. Kawakami. This unit is Adam Frankenstein. You may call this unit Adam.”

Adam's tone was very human-like, reminding Zhu Yu of the days when she used to outwit and outmaneuver intelligent voice assistants.

She made her request with a perfectly reasonable tone: "Hello, Adam, please sing me a song."

"Okay, Ms. Kawakami. Based on the general preferences of your age group, this machine will randomly play a recent popular Japanese song..."

Seeing that Adam was about to start singing, Chuuya quickly called out to stop him: "Wait, what are you doing here?"

Adam immediately looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chuuya, but this machine simply cannot refuse a human's request."