"Master Zero..."
Gazing at the Red Scale in her hand, Yun You’s mind echoed with this guy’s self-reference.
Apparently, the background of this scale is much more complex than she imagined... Not only can it speak, but it also expresses extrely intense "emotions."
This sort of thing is truly unheard of.
Yun You was filled with curiosity about the Red Scale.
"Master Zero... Master Zero?"
The little girl called tentatively a few tis, trying to extract more information.
But the consciousness of the Red Scale no longer responded.
It seed just as it claid: it was tired and needed to sleep for a while.
"It appears it’s not going to wake up anyti soon... Oh well."
Yun You shook her head helplessly.
For now, it seems that although Master Zero is a bit temperantal, overall, it doesn’t seem to harbor any malice.
It is willing to be driven by Yun You, at least from the current perspective.
If that’s the case, then it has so utility value.
As for whether it will betray... This is sothing that can’t be determined at present.
Yun You thought, if it really doesn’t work out, she could always seek Old Jin for advice from this expensive master.
If Old Jin says it’s okay, then it should be no problem.
And if even he is at his wits’ end, then it makes no sense for Yun You to worry any further...
Sotis, understanding things clearly can save a lot of unnecessary troubles, so upon realizing this, the little girl no longer dwelt on such matters.
"Hey, co on in."
Yun You waved towards Kasidelle at the door.
This girl had already bought the dicine early on, and the only reason she hadn’t co in was because she was afraid of disturbing Yun You, so she stood foolishly at the door, not daring to listen or glance too much.
"It’s fine, didn’t I tell you, from the mont you stood by , we beca friends, rather than in a superior-subordinate relationship."
Yun You reassured her with a smile, which finally put the girl at ease, coming in with a silly grin.
"I’ve taken care of all the Insect Gang bodies, no need to worry."
Yun You pointed to the dry ground and asked, "Kasidelle, you live around here and know the situation on R3 Street better than I do."
"The remaining mbers of the Insect Gang who escaped, they shouldn’t be too threatening, should they?"
"Hmm."
Kasidelle nodded, answering softly, "Qian Sanjin was the leader and pillar of the entire gang. With his death, the gang fell apart."
"As for the others who managed to escape... You saw earlier, these people have no loyalty, whoever pays them is their master. With the Insect Gang gone, they’ll imdiately join another gang. Revenge? Not a chance."
"Also, Youyou, just call Dai’Er."
Listening to Kasidelle’s explanation, Yun You finally felt at ease.
"Well, that’s good."
In Yun You’s impression, underground gangs mostly value "brotherhood," and avenging a deceased leader is quite normal.
That’s how movies and gas depict it.
She wasn’t afraid of being revenged by those underlings, but constantly being eyed by a swarm of flies was hardly ideal either.
If opponents insist on revenge, she would have to take them down one by one, eliminating threats in their cradle.
But now it seems, Yun You probably doesn’t need to do that.
The Insect Gang mbers seem to lack loyalty, and even less motivation for avenging Qian Sanjin.
"In that case, from today on, this bar is ours."
Yun You looked around, carefully examining the bar’s surroundings for the first ti.
She had to admit, despite Qian Sanjin’s malicious character, he had quite a taste.
The bar’s walls were all constructed from beautiful gray wood-grain marble, matched with faux-wood tables and chairs under light brown chandeliers, creating a layered feel that naturally relaxed people.
The outer area was a proper bar restaurant, but deeper inside, wooden secret doors separated several hidden spaces. Opening these doors revealed rooms with cyber-styled decor, a glittering casino... there was even a bath and rest area.
Clearly, it was a comprehensive entertainnt center.
The Insect Gang must have spent a fortune to build it.
Previously, Yun You estimated this bar to be worth 120,000 Silver Cannon.
But now, it seems that number might need to be multiplied by 1.5.
"The renovation is really well done."
Yun You touched the slightly damaged floor and casually asked, "Dai’Er, do you know about the bar’s inventory?"
"I do!"
Kasidelle nodded, she ran to the counter and took out an electronic ledger.
"Although I’m a waitress, I also assu the position of an intern accountant. This morning, when I checked in, the manager showed the inventory ledger."
"A part-ti role like this?"
Yun You was dumbfounded.
"Accounting and waiting seem like completely unrelated jobs, right?"
"That’s right."
Kasidelle shrugged helplessly, "But the so-called accounting position, bookkeeping is secondary; its main purpose is being a scapegoat."
"For example, when Qian Sanjin found discrepancies in the books, the manager, who secretly embezzled money, would push scapegoats like us out to take the bla and get beaten up to relieve the boss’s anger."
"That’s our biggest role, otherwise why bother doing manual bookkeeping when AI is so advanced nowadays? It’s because AI can’t take the bla, but we can~"
"And for soone like who knows nothing about accounting, the manager loves it even more; any screw-up can be easily blad on , so when I ca, he kindly handed the ledger and stuff."
"Uh..."
This left Yun You speechless.
"So what about your manager? Did he run away too?"
"No."
Kasidelle shook her head, pointing to a broken Mantis Blade stabbed into the floor.
"The first guy you took out earlier—Zhou Kui—was the manager."
With this, Yun You finally understood why Zhou Kui reported such exorbitant interest on debts, often multiplying several tis or even dozens of tis over.
It wasn’t just to complete orders from Qian Sanjin, but also to earn a little rebate from the interest.
In that sense, he was utterly greedy; his death felt as satisfying as it was righteous.
"Let’s not worry about these unimportant things."
Yun You ended her random thoughts and carefully examined the electronic ledger she held.
Unfortunately, due to overspending on renovations, the bar’s account balance was almost depleted.
The warehouse still had so high-end liquors and contraband, but these were difficult to offload. If not sold at the bar, and taken to the black market, they would probably fetch only around 15,000 Silver Cannon, less than one-third of the original price.
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