Chapter 118 - 17: I Saw 82-Year-Old Bob Beating Laifu

"It seems there are quite a few secrets left in Mr. Bob’s little robot."

Judith slightly pursed her lips, her charming eyes sparkling. She leaned forward, the deep cleavage was breathtaking, making Han Zhan instinctively lean back tactically.

"One thousand Titan Coins, Mr. Bob, am I not even worth one thousand Titan Coins?"

Judith lightly bit her lip, her expression was about to cry, looking quite pitiful.

Han Zhan hesitated for a moment.

No, he didn’t hesitate, just as he was about to respond, suddenly the apartment door was banged aggressively.

"Open the door! Open the door for me, you bitch!"

"I heard everything, half an hour, half an hour! You bitch!"

"Won’t open the door, huh? If you don’t, I’ll smash it. I want to see which pretty boy dares to mess with my woman!"

Outside, the sound of banging on the door echoed.

This guy actually eavesdropped outside for half an hour? What a rare good man. Han Zhan sighed in his heart.

Then he looked at Judith on the opposite side, still smiling and unfazed.

"Miss Judith, doing your line of work should make you understand, free rides are not a good habit," Han Zhan said, putting up one finger, "Ten thousand Titan Coins."

"I don’t have that much money." Judith bowed her head, fiddling with her fingers.

"Anyway, we’ve already cooked the rice..."

Before Judith could finish, the door was slammed open.

A middle-aged man strode in aggressively.

"Alright, you are that pretty boy?!"

"Judith, you bitch, I’ve spent money supporting you for years, and you say you’re done just like that? No way!"

"Today, I’ll beat that pretty boy senseless in front of you!"

Without another word, he swung his fist towards Han Zhan’s face.

In Titan City, fighting was allowed, as long as you didn’t destroy property, cause panic, create a negative impact, or use deadly weapons.

The middle-aged man, weighing at least 160 pounds, might not be described as burly, but certainly as heavyset.

As he charged at Han Zhan, the whole floor seemed to shake slightly with his steps.

Judith, the trouble-spreading woman, had already slipped back into her bedroom, and Han Zhan watched helplessly as the fist came towards his face.

Why hold back any longer?

...

Heaven Net Center.

The night duty officer suddenly marveled at the computer screen.

A colleague snacking beside him, curious, leaned over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing much, just a brawl on Dawn Avenue."

"A brawl? What’s so interesting about that?" He snorted, preparing to look away.

Brawls between ordinary people rarely required security intervention unless lives were at risk.

"The two fighters, according to their Celestial Net Chips, one’s named Zhang Laifu, 32 years old, and the other’s Bob, 82 years old."

"Poor Bob."

"Poor? Based on the Celestial Net Chips, Bob’s nearly knocked Zhang Laifu out cold."

The colleague was perplexed, "What’s going on?"

What did I just see?

I’ve arisen too quickly, did I see an 82-year-old Bob beating Laifu?

"Whoa, black people sure are strong, even at 82, they can pin others down. Can’t afford to provoke them."

At the Heaven Net Center, they couldn’t see real-time footage, relying only on the data from Celestial Net Chips and letting their imaginations fill in the rest.

In their minds, an elderly black man with white hair was sitting on a 32-year-old, punching him repeatedly.

This image sent shivers through them both simultaneously.

In fact, it wasn’t far off.

"Come out, Miss Judith. I’ve taken care of your problem as payment for a drink of ’Spiritual Young Man.’"

Han Zhan looked at Zhang Laifu lying unconscious on the floor, then stood up, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked.

Judith didn’t answer the door.

Little robot October bustled over, raised its brand-new mechanical arm with a key it somehow possessed, inserted it into the lock, and with a click, the door opened...

Judith looked at Han Zhan at the door, astonished.

"Miss Judith, can you now tell me what this is about?"

"Do you go out looking for men just to bring them here and let them take a beating for you?"

"..." Judith didn’t speak, maintaining an inviting demeanor.

Unexpectedly, Han Zhan didn’t step into the bedroom.

He tossed the bedroom key onto Judith’s bed, then turned around and left without looking back.

"Miss Judith, remember, you owe me a meal."

Judith watched incredulously as Han Zhan walked away from the bedroom door; she had been prepared to offer a different kind of payment.

But no.

This Mr. Bob seemed unexpectedly upright.

"You are a good person, Mr. Bob." Judith, barefoot, quickly walked to the window. Her long, slender legs were dazzling under the light.

Soon, she saw Bob, accompanied by his little robot, leaving the building, rejoining the crowd on Dawn Avenue, and gradually disappearing from view.

"I’m sorry."

...

"Why didn’t you go inside just now?"

"Based on my system’s observations, your physiological index surged to 280, seven times your usual. In human terms, that’s ’in heat.’"

"Animal heat is for mating, mating is for reproduction. Why would you resist this instinctive behavior?"

Little robot October followed closely behind Han Zhan, somewhat curious.

"It’s not called being in heat; it’s called desire," Han Zhan corrected, "Having desires is normal. Judith is quite a tempting beauty."

"However, my goal isn’t that. Controlling one’s desires is the mark of a successful person."

"Besides, I’ve already received my payment."

He said, looking at October, from the start, something had felt off, and now he finally figured out what it was.

On little robot October’s mechanical arm, a faint blue pattern had appeared at some point.

This pattern was almost identical to the one on Han Zhan’s arm!

What does this mean?

It means that little robot October has also gained the convenience features of a Titan City resident!

Is that possible? Was it because of consuming that film? Han Zhan wondered.

He wasn’t certain.

As Judith had said, this little robot seemed to have quite a few secrets, just not immediately decipherable now.

But at least, they’ve uncovered a bit.

"You have the Titan City resident status now?" Han Zhan asked October.

October shook its head, "I don’t know."

"Don’t know? There’s already a faint blue pattern on your arm; you can activate convenience systems without a resident status?" Han Zhan was puzzled.

"No worries, let’s find a shop, buy something, and we’ll find out."