The Great Herrscher of Sentience Is the Smartest Person in the World!

Natasha kicked open the corridor door, and this time she chose the shortest route—a straight line!

"!?!"

The loud noise sent a shiver down Vilvie's spine as she assembled a simple trap from discarded building materials.

—This sense of crisis feels strange!

What happened?

Did the other party's superior issue a kill order?

Before Vilvie could recover from the shock, another loud bang rang out.

"I've found you."

Natasha kicked down two walls and stood directly in front of Vilvie.

The gravel grazed Vilvie's face and shattered the remaining half of the window in the abandoned room.

"... Crow."

If it weren't for the moonlight shining in, Vilvie would have thought the person in front of her was some kind of monster with jet-black feathers.

"It's Raven," Natasha corrected, then took out a piece of rope. "Come over here yourself, or should I help you?"

[Task completed, image attached]

About one and a half minutes into Natasha two-minute timeframe, Natasha sent a new message—accompanied by a picture of Vilvie bound hand and foot, looking pitiful.

[Shall I deliver it to you next?]

Yes, if it's inconvenient, you can use Gray Serpent Shipping.

"Well, this little girl is particularly cunning. I'll escort her here myself."

"Ugh!!"

"Hmm."

After Natasha closed the chat, she kicked Vilvie and then took out the gag.

"What's up?"

"I... I don't deserve to die, do I?"

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so Vilvie now obediently gave the woman dressed like a raven a fawn a flattering smile.

"Well, so you do know about death now." Natasha kicked Vilvie again with a half-smile. "I thought you were fearless."

"I... I... I was just young and ignorant, wasn't I?"

Vilvie gave Natasha an innocent smile.

Judging from this reaction... I should be alright?

"Don't worry, Wu. If you really wanted to kill Qi, would you still be alive today?" Natasha didn't put on airs with Ling Vilvie —after all, they might become colleagues in the future.

She didn't really want to offend such a genius; a Jackal was troublesome enough.

Just thinking about getting involved with another one like Vilvie gives me a headache.

"Well, that's good, that's good."

Vilvie breathed a sigh of relief. It's important to know when to be flexible and to keep yourself useful.

And... it's not a complete loss.

She dared to do such a thing, and this situation was exactly what she expected.

She had originally planned to showcase her talents to prove that she, Vilvie, was no less capable than anyone else in the world, and then wait for the right offer—yes, if Natasha didn't come, she was prepared to launch a major attack on all the factions in a month or two.

Although her attempt to sell herself to a higher bid failed, the fact that the other party was able to capture her shows that her future teammates are very strong.

Isn't this more comfortable than waiting for a higher price to sell?

The id, represented by Vilvie, signifies "inferiority complex," which in a sense is the unsociable nature of a genius.

"By the way... I haven't asked you your name yet, sister. What's the name of our organization?"

Vilvie's tone softened further. If the other party wanted to kill her, Vilvie would have been calling her a stupid woman by now.

But if the other party doesn't intend to kill her, then she's a good sister.

"... My code name is Raven."

Natasha was taken aback by the speed at which Vilvie changed her expression.

The person in front of me, despite being a genius... seems quite down-to-earth.

It's safe to say that, based on the speed of this mindset shift, this girl has an absolutely bright future.

A genius without morals is great.

If this guy were to put on a show of "death before dishonor," then Natasha would be in for a headache.

In that instant, Natasha's opinion of Vilvie rose several notches.

"Our organization is called the World Serpent —we'll talk about the rest later, come with me!"

"A technique devoid of any aesthetic appeal."

Rita looked at the pictures Natasha sent, her focus clearly quite strange.

"Who told you to comment on this..."

Liu Bai remained silent.

"It seems like everything's fine over there. I'm entrusting the Fu Shi to you now. Good luck, Rita."

"Don't try to casually add more work for someone with these kinds of words."

Rita grabbed Liu Bai's clothes directly.

Who are you playing these tricks with?

"You wouldn't want Miss Fu Shi to be excitedly waking you up at four o'clock tomorrow morning, would you?"

If you really leave me to do everything myself, don't blame me for feeding strange knowledge to the Fu Shi.

—Rita, this is a blatant threat.

"... So you mean it has to be both of us together?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm being unreasonable." Rita glanced at Liu Bai with a smile.

Doesn't everyone know who started this?

Chapter 323 The Great Herrscher of Sentience: The Most Intelligent La Signora in the World!

"By the way, where am I sleeping tonight?"

Shi Bao sat casually on the sofa and asked the two people who had just come out of the room.

"?"

Liu Bai and Rita were both stunned for a moment.

"Um... what are you saying?" Rita asked, her eyes twitching slightly.

"That means I live there."

"... Isn't your room downstairs?" Rita clearly knew the layout of everyone's rooms.

"Of course I know that."

Shi Bao rolled her eyes at Rita. "But can't I do something before I go back? The reason... well, even if I told a little girl like you, she wouldn't understand."

"..."

Rita's anger is building up.

"Ahem, Fu Shi must have his reasons..."

Liu Bai patted Rita on the shoulder— Shi Bao's tone was really infuriating.

No wonder Rita reacted that way.

Liu Bai quickly gave Rita a look.

"...I see."

Rita exhaled, trying to calm her anger.

The so-called reason is probably the "heartbreaking old man who had no choice but to go out to work because he didn't get along with his children" persona that Liu Bai mentioned before.

Ugh... couldn't they have come up with some more normal character designs?

For example, the maid—here referring to Ragna.

Rita asserted that she was a true professional maid, while Ragna was the amateur one.

"So, there should be a place for me to stay, right?"

"Sofa."

Rita spoke without any politeness.

Shi Bao glanced at the second bedroom subconsciously.

"... Is the second bedroom yours?"

As the most luxurious guest room in Liyue, Liu Bai's room has a second bedroom—although no one uses it.

People who want to stay overnight in Liu Bai's room usually stay in the master bedroom.

"... Yes, it's mine."

Rita nodded—anyway, as long as she could persuade Shi Bao to leave, she wouldn't have to stay here.

Rounding to the nearest whole number is roughly equivalent to lying without responsibility.

"Oh... so I guess I'll have to sleep on the sofa?"

Shi Bao got up and then sat down again, seemingly checking the softness of the sofa.

But this action made Rita even more nervous.

"... Can't you go back to your room to sleep?"

"I've already told you that you can't go back because you don't understand the reasons, why won't you listen?"

Shi Bao pursed his lips, and Rita's expression worsened.

This reason makes me furious no matter how many times I hear it.

... For the first time, Rita felt that her strength was insufficient.

If it were enough, I could beat up Shi Bao right now and force her to talk.

"... As the senior disciple of the prestigious Taixu Sword School, are you really willing to sleep on the sofa?"

"Don't worry, it's just a sofa."

Shi Bao patted her chest. "I understand! A maid has to be hardworking!"

That's not the reason at all!

"... Well then, let's leave it at that."

Rita said she would bear it, then turned and went into the second bedroom.

Spending the night in Liu Bai's room isn't a big deal—it's not like I'm sleeping in the same bed as Liu Bai.

So Rita wasn't exactly resistant.

Rita will see how long Shi Bao can keep up this maid cosplay game!

"... Did I make her angry?"

Shi Bao tilted her head; she had indeed learned some skills in reading the atmosphere.

"Oh! Does she think I'm going to steal her job?"