Chapter 16 - Self-Rescue Manual of a Villainess

Chapter 016: Call Me Miss Inside a private clinic in the Filo District. "Miss Nan Yin, your companion doesn't have much of an issue now." The white-coated cyborg doctor, James, looked at the snow-haired girl in a hood, laughing. "Thanks to our cooperation, I've specifically brought the best facial reconstruction robot from the department," James looked at Nan Yin seeing she did not respond and continued, "Now, Fuhu Zhengsi has completely changed his appearance." "His body shape has been corrected too. I guarantee that even if Mr. Fuhu attends a royal banquet now, he won't be mocked." Upon hearing James's words, Nan Yin treated it as a joke. Even though the power of credit points in this world far exceeded the value of the dollar from her previous life, a measly few tens of thousands of credit points wouldn't lure a businessman like James to use top-notch cosmetic robots. That was mere lip service just a while ago. "Any side effects?" Nan Yin asked with concern after some thought. "None, absolutely none. Miss Nan Yin, you have to believe in my medical ethics," James confidently patted his chest. To those who didn't know him, they'd mistake him for some noble doctor by seeing his demeanor. However, Nan Yin scoffed at his words. How could a businessman like James have medical ethics? For him, if not for the ongoing business relationship with Nan Yin, he'd be delighted to sell Fuhu's organs for a good price to the elites. Well...fortunately James hadn't done so. Otherwise, with Fuhu's post-meal fighting ability, the Filo District daily news corner might have additional news: the renowned philanthropic Doctor James ruthlessly dismembered in his clinic. "By the way, Miss Nan Yin, the body constitution of your companion...how should I put it, is very unusual!" Suddenly, James's electronic eye flashed an odd light, his voice filled with excitement. Although James was a thorough businessman, his medical skills were at least good enough. So, during the body correction for Fuhu, he naturally noticed the abnormality. Nan Yin wasn't surprised by this. Fuhu was trained to be a killer by a certain organization, so his body had been altered, which was unquestionable. However, now she was curious to hear what James would say. As expected, James had ulterior motives. He excitedly suggested, "If Miss Nan Yin can obtain Mr. Fuhu's consent to let him stay here for a couple of days, I...I could do some research!" How could Nan Yin agree to this? Even if she did, Fuhu wouldn't. She'd just gained a strong subordinate and didn't want to tarnish her image in Fuhu's mind. Just last night's intimidations were merely tactics to control her subordinates, Nan Yin had no intention of carrying them out. "Swoosh." Finally, seeing his persuasion falling flat, James didn't bring up the matter again. He walked right up to open the curtain of a booth inside the clinic, revealing a man inside whose head was wrapped in bandages. "Miss Nan Yin, this is Mr. Fuhu now," James introduced in an after-sales spirit. Bandages? Nan Yin was slightly taken aback. Honestly, having arrived in this technologically advanced world, she hadn't seen these for a long time. She thought that this world's medical technology was so advanced that it could revive the dead, making bandages redundant. Seems like she thought too much. Upon seeing Nan Yin, Fuhu paused a little, and then he struggled to get out of bed with the plan to greet her. Nan Yin gestured her hand to stop him and then turned to James. "How long until his face can recover?" For a facial reconstruction in Nan Yin's previous life, it'd take a minimum of six months before anyone could see a person. However, she held a glimmer of hope for this world's medical technology and those few tens of thousands of credit points. After all, before delivering Fuhu here, she'd emphasized to James that she needed time. As expected, James did not disappoint Nan Yin. "Miss Nan Yin doesn’t need to worry. After the robot recharges and cleans up Mr. Fuhu's surgical scars, there'll be no issues." ................... About an hour later, James's medical robot finally recharged. After pulling the curtains and conducting a series of operations, a refreshed man appeared before Nan Yin. Previously, Fuhu had clearly Asian features, as he’s Japanese. However, after the facial reconstruction, Fuhu's eyebrows and eyes looked more like a Eurasian — a stark contrast from his previous appearance, enough to evade any search. When Fuhu was sitting on the bed earlier, Nan Yin couldn't see clearly. But now, she realized that the posture-corrected Fuhu was indeed handsome with an aura ordinary people couldn't exude. Once again refusing James's impulse to study Fuhu, Nan Yin took Fuhu back to her rented house. Looking at Fuhu, whose appearance had drastically changed but still wore ragged clothes, Nan Yin took out the clothes she had prepared for him. It was a simple black cheongsam. The father of this world's nation had emerged too and pushed for the monarchic constitutional reform of Shinhwa. Therefore, this dress still appeared in this world with completely alternate history. After changing into the cheongsam, Fuhu looked even more fresh and spirited. With his steady and pressurizing gaze, Nan Yin even thought that he looked like the national security bureau's agent from her previous world. No... perhaps he looked more like an agency head should look like. With this attire and aura, he could at least be an office head in that agency. "Boss." After changing his clothes, Fuhu gratefully looked at the snow-haired girl before him. It was she who gave him a new life. "Well... get ready, go out with me tonight," Nan Yin paused, "We have a mission." Fuhu, who had long known that his boss was not simple, nodded without asking further questions. " I heard you were trained as a killer, can you use a gun?" Nan Yin took out the handgun she'd seized from Lopo and threw it to Fuhu. Then she modified her question: "What are you good at?" Upon hearing, Fuhu finally responded, "If the boss is asking about combat power...I'm good at cold weapons while my firearms skill is average, but I can learn." "I know some explosive knowledge too, as for networking, I'm not so proficient." "As for tracking, if the other party doesn't use high-tech means, I'm confident." "Using ordinary weapons and methods, I'm confident to kill below-level-three superhumans. For higher levels... it depends on what weapons the boss can provide for me." Nan Yin nodded, now having a preliminary evaluation of Fuhu’s strengths and a plan in her mind about his role by her side. "Just stay by my side from now on." Then Nan Yin noticed Fuhu looking slightly stunned, and she added, "Though you can’t see much now, I can assure you, you won’t regret it." Only then did Fuhu nod. "Also, don’t call me ‘boss’ from now on. It could attract unnecessary attention." Nan Yin continued. "What should I address you as then..." "Just call me Miss." At first, Nan Yin wanted to say 'Master,' but then she thought of her current situation... no need to mention that.