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Chapter One Hundred and Two: The Strange Person
Charming Shadow was a seasoned assassin, proficient in various skills, and had also spent considerable time improving her Japanese and the increasingly common Chinese language.
Facing the evaluation from the fellow before her, who was no less formidable than herself, her lips twitched slightly.
"You... you shouldn't be killing people. How can you do this at a time like this?" The shopkeeper trembled a bit after witnessing Charming Shadow's swift elimination of several individuals.
"When they first made that request, where were you?" Yang Xiaoyou casually turned to respond, temporarily diverting the conversation away from Chen Wuyou's issue.
Initially, when that group of fierce fellows made their demands, he had been hiding in the corner observing. Now that Charming Shadow had acted decisively, he approached with such words, which truly seemed like trying to backtrack while being dragged along.
"They weren't going to kill you; they were just teasing with words. Even in the worst-case scenario, your lives would definitely be safe." The bearded shopkeeper retorted confidently upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's question.
Seeing such a fellow, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but chuckle.
Perhaps the other person's character wasn't too bad; he had a sense of justice. However, imposing his own values onto others seemed rather ridiculous.
In this day and age, there are two difficult things: putting someone else's money into your own pocket and implanting your thoughts into someone else's mind.
Perhaps due to the high prevalence of perverted individuals here and the relatively lenient sentencing for such crimes, it gave this fellow a viewpoint that left Yang Xiaoyou speechless.
No one would stop you from promoting your own ideals, but it must come with corresponding strength; eloquence is one kind of power, and physical strength is another.
Clearly, her fists were currently stronger than his words could persuade. Therefore, it was necessary to act according to her own principles.
Reality was that simple.
After slightly tilting her head as a signal, Charming Shadow lightly laughed and produced a dagger from seemingly nowhere, pressing it directly against the shopkeeper's neck.
"Be quiet or die."
Seeing him decisively choose silence and obediently stay aside, Yang Xiaoyou paid no further attention. The initial plan to evade the Zombie Tide was nearly complete; soon it would be time to look for opportunities to gradually move toward Tokyo Bay.
As long as the Corpse remained active, it could only sustain itself for about a week with its stored energy. Eating could continuously extend this time; however, without any food stimuli, they would eventually enter a state of suspended animation until stimulated by external sounds. In this state, their survival time could greatly exceed a week.
Nonetheless, as time passed without food, the majority of the Corpses would ultimately succumb. Even if they lost their brain's constraints and exhibited extraordinary abilities, their strength would gradually weaken. Theoretically, the longer they delayed before escaping, the greater their chances of survival would become.
However, this theory is only based on the Corpse. Similar to this type of Infected Entity with a longer infection cycle, the number will inevitably increase over time. Moreover, this Variant Virus is likely linked to the Licker. Even without specific instruments for cultivation, the chances of natural generation would significantly decrease, yet the numbers could still exceed expectations.
With a population of thirty-five million, it’s not just about people; even if thirty-five million pigs were infected, the resulting numbers would be substantial, not to mention the higher probability associated with the Licker.
Thus, setting a time to start moving was intended to take into account the decline in activity of the Corpse and the fact that other more troublesome entities are still relatively scarce.
Of course, if safety is the priority, Yang Xiaoyou does not expect to leave Tokyo in one go. Instead, they will take it step by step along this not-so-distant yet lengthy journey.
One fortunate aspect is that both Nobunaga Hideyoshi's group in Edogawa Ward and Yang Xiaoyou's current location in Chiyoda District are not too far from Tokyo Bay. If they were truly in a place like Shinjuku right now, it would indeed be heartbreaking.
Since they are set to leave soon, Yang Xiaoyou seeks some peace and quiet. Both sides have decided to part ways without further interaction. Of course, he has no interest in taking the store manager and their group along, so their connection is limited to this moment.
After sorting out the main issues and outlining the subsequent plans step by step, Yang Xiaoyou finally had to face Chen Wuyou, who had been staring at him without blinking.
Looking at Chen Wuyou's unwavering gaze, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "Hehe, Big Sister, what a coincidence; it’s fate."
"Hehe, what a coincidence," Chen Wuyou echoed with a similar chuckle, her face revealing no emotion as if she genuinely believed it was just a coincidence.
However, knowing her well, Yang Xiaoyou understood that she was likely brewing something beneath her calm demeanor. This was someone who could casually utter phrases like “I’ll shove this down your throat” in a tone that sounded almost ladylike.
"Ahem, let me introduce you. This maid is actually a Mercenary. She was one of my companions who rescued me back in Kapa City. Coincidentally, I met her when they sent me there," Yang Xiaoyou began to recount his experiences in Kapa City.
Well, if it were just Huang Wei and his group, he could skip explanations altogether and simply treat them as magical girls under contract. However, he couldn’t afford to be too casual with Chen Wuyou.
Upon hearing this, Chen Wuyou leaned in closer, still fixated on Yang Xiaoyou's cheek.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou felt uneasy under her gaze, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his cheek, pulling him toward her. "Just a mere nothing; when could you do something like this? It must be fake."
As she tugged at him, she seemed to be talking to herself.
"Ow! That hurts! My image—my image! You must have come for something; is that your colleague?" Yang Xiaoyou mumbled through clenched teeth while casting an annoyed glance at Charming Shadow, who was stifling laughter nearby.
Hearing this made Chen Wuyou recall something. She then stopped her actions and stepped back to join another figure hidden beneath a large down jacket and wearing a duckbill cap.
"My employer—although they’re poor in resources, their personality really matches mine."
Hearing the words of this fellow, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but show a deadpan expression. She never expected that there would be employers who could tolerate such a personality in their employees. It was truly a challenge for her; perhaps the so-called compatibility in personality merely meant being able to endure such employees.
However, aside from her slightly sharp tongue, Chen Wuyou's abilities were indeed impressive. In her last memory, she had opened a film and television company, and its growth had been rapid.
At present, she was probably still in the early stages of starting up.
"Hey, Xiao You, you don’t know this, but this is Dream Butterfly Sauce! We went through a lot of trouble to escort them out back then," Huang Wei finally found an opportunity to interject, launching into an enthusiastic recounting of his exploits.
He nearly made himself out to be the savior in shorts.
But after he finished boasting about his achievements, Chen Wuyou simply remarked, "As expected of your friend."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit of a headache and truly wanted to pretend she didn’t know this group of fellows.
Heart felt slightly pained for a moment before glancing at the Down Jacket Girl, who had remained silent throughout. Although her baseball cap obscured most of her features, Yang Xiaoyou could still sense a calmness tinged with faint sorrow emanating from her.
This fellow seemed a bit strange.
Things were slightly improving... as long as they didn't worsen, it would be fine. Just take it slow.
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