Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!
Chapter 55 - 55 55 Your clothes are nice but they'll be mine in the next second!

55: Chapter 55 Your clothes are nice, but they’ll be mine in the next second!

55: Chapter 55 Your clothes are nice, but they’ll be mine in the next second!

In the warehouse, there was a corner unlike any other, not only filled with various books to relieve the loneliness of the night but also freshly uncorked red wine and a warm cotton blanket—clearly a makeshift nest built by human hands.

Although this little nest was not as luxurious as a villa, it provided immense comfort.

Slarate poured the red wine into the glass and tasted it slowly, savoring its rich sweetness.

The world’s cold indifference was stark, only the thick blanket still held a bit of warmth.

There might have been knowledgeable “guards,” but those “guards” would be thrown into the first underground level as soon as disaster struck, and few would ever stand duty here again.

Thus, his leisurely activities here had never been exposed to Asuna.

After eating and drinking his fill, he lay down to sleep, and in his drowsy state, Slarate heard a voice.

“Your clothes are nice, but in the next second, they’ll be mine!”

Slarate only felt a chilly breeze on his backside and vaguely saw a figure pulling up trousers.

He suddenly widened his eyes and saw the man he had encountered today, wearing his most satisfactory and exquisite uniform, performing a scene of uniform “Charm.”

Yang Yu loosened his collar, extremely satisfied, “Very good, it fits perfectly.”

Someone help!

Thief!

Slarate was about to shout but found his mouth tightly gagged by cloth, and he realized his arms and legs were tied up.

“Mmm-mmm—”

(What in the world do you want to do?)

“Don’t want to do much, just borrowing your identity for a bit.

Don’t struggle if you don’t want to die.”

Yang Yu drew out Slarate’s sword, lightly tapping Slarate’s cheek with it, the icy blade piercing straight through to Slarate’s back, causing him to immediately stop struggling, and remain silent.

Even now, he couldn’t understand why this man was doing this.

But deep in his heart, he vaguely sensed one thing—this man had not been charmed at all!

How could this be…

Such a slovenly person absolutely couldn’t be immune to Asuna’s immunity.

Slarate couldn’t accept this fact no matter what.

Yang Yu flicked his hair, took out a bottle of hairspray, and styled his hair.

He looked very distinguished and even a bit handsome.

Impossible!

This cannot be!

When I first saw him, he couldn’t have been so charming; I swear by my own eyes, but how to explain this current situation?

Slarate felt as if he was going to split apart, but Yang Yu didn’t care whether he was going to split or not.

He withdrew the sword, lifted Slarate, and threw him into an empty oil drum, “I’ll tell you one more time, don’t struggle.

There’s a lot of debris here, and if you struggle, I can’t guarantee what you might turn into.”

The wooden lid on the oil drum slowly closed, plunging Slarate into endless darkness.

He had never thought that he, being an elite of the family, would ever face such a disgraceful day.

He was so infuriated that he gritted his teeth, yet was unable to resist.

This story tells us, never slack off at work, or else some shameless men will brazenly strip the clothes right off your back.

Initially, Yang Yu didn’t know how to infiltrate the first underground level.

Thinking to himself that he had added quite a bit of charm and looked quite handsome, if he could wear a set of a high-level lackey’s clothing, he should be able to pass through easily.

As soon as he thought this, Slarate conveniently showed up, making things easy.

Dusting off his hands, Yang Yu left the warehouse energetically and made a gesture to Bai Jin waiting outside—follow me.

Now, the aura that Yang Yu emitted was in no way inferior to Slarate, it was even stronger, causing Bai Jin to have the illusion that Yang Yu was the manager here.

Unable to bear looking directly at Yang Yu, Bai Jin matched his pace, and walked confidently towards the entrance leading to the first underground level.

There was a massive iron door about two meters tall and several inches thick, covered in tiny scratches.

In front of the door, a dozen black workers stood meticulously, ready for orders.

Only four individuals managed them, all wearing orange and white short-sleeved uniforms.

In the event of an incident, these managers would direct the black workers to defend, close the gates for a lockdown, and also handle the registration of entries and exits.

At this moment, as they saw Yang Yu striding confidently towards them, they couldn’t help but tilt their heads.

Who is this person?

How come we have never seen him before?

Just as the four tried their best to search their memories for a matching figure, Yang Yu had already reached them.

“Everyone’s been working hard.

You probably don’t recognize me yet.

I’m the new guard officer from above, named Kallilala Lianzi.

To prevent spies from infiltrating and ensure the experiments can proceed smoothly toward our guild’s goals, I’ve been temporarily assigned here for defense duties.

I’ve notified many people above, and now I’m here to greet you as well.

I would like to go down and check the situation on the first and second underground levels; is there anyone willing to guide me?”

The four were initially somewhat dubious, but as they looked more at Yang Yu, they increasingly saw him as extremely noble; his meticulously crafted face showed no sign of deceit, his clothes were exquisite and vibrant, and the sword he carried was clearly of high quality, radiating a king’s aura—qualities not akin to someone from the common streets, but truly from a wealthy family.

“This sir, I think you should first go and find the current person in charge, Lord Slarate, and ask for his opinion.”

“I’ve already checked.” Yang Yu responded with ease, “He’s currently somewhere lying down and sleeping.

He really hasn’t changed a bit.

Whenever something doesn’t go his way, he resigns himself to decline, knowing Asuna is guarding here and won’t move up—he just gave up.

He even told me not to tell Asuna that he’s loafing around.”

Slarate’s tendency to be lazy was actually well-known, but they had never mentioned it to Asuna.

In part, they felt some sympathy for Slarate’s situation; on the other hand, they were afraid of complaining in case the petty Slarate held a grudge against them.

“Additionally, these are the new black workers who arrived today; Slarate asked me to take them to the second level.

Asuna’s skill is really impressive, I didn’t expect…”

“Sir, this isn’t something to discuss here.”

The four managers immediately stopped Yang Yu from continuing, even though the black workers had been charmed, it’s uncertain how they might react if they heard they had been charmed.

“True.

I’m sorry, I misspoke.” Yang Yu apologized with a sincere and friendly smile, “If you don’t trust my identity, I can go find Slarate now to verify my credentials.”

Being kind and approachable to subordinates, the four managers’ fondness for Yang Yu grew, and they no longer harbored any doubts.

“No need for trouble, who else can’t see your identity here, capable of walking around this research institute so openly?

If you, sir, wish to check out the first underground level, please do so; we will ensure your safety.”