Ark Simulator, don't I have no physical form?

Therefore, the best approach is to say a few kind words and postpone those nonsensical ideas.

This time, however, Suri wasn't thinking of causing trouble.

Seeing that Ren Dong still wouldn't get up, Su Rui simply turned on the alarm on her phone.

"Is it time to get up?"

Upon hearing the ringtone, Ren Dong subconsciously sat up, reached for her phone, and then realized that there was still half an hour before her alarm was set.

'Suri! I need plenty of rest. If you have any plans, at least wait until I've rested enough, okay?'

Ren Dong was indeed a little angry this time, and wanted to argue with Su Rui.

But before she could continue to argue for her rest time, Su Rui put a newspaper in front of her.

'What is this?' Looking at the newspaper article about the Venetian family, Ren Dong's expression became serious as she carefully read the contents.

The newspaper's content was simple, roughly summarizing two completely opposite sides of the Venetian family.

One part describes how a lady from a Venetian family resolved a farce in a gentle and appropriate manner, and guided the children to reform themselves under the care of their parents. The article is full of praise for this lady.

The other part describes a man from a Venetian family who is rude and disrespectful in resolving problems, causing harm to many innocent people.

The article compares the woman and the man, offering both praise and criticism, and concludes by remarking that it is unexpected that such a large family could simultaneously produce both a morally respectable person and an unruly barbarian.

'How dare the newspaper?' This was Honeysuckle's first thought.

'Was it Su Rui who did it?' This was Honeysuckle's second thought.

Then she heard Suri's rebuttal: "First of all, I didn't do it."

Secondly, you should be glad that I set up automatic filtering on the internet, which makes any photos of you very blurry, including that photo of Little Venice, otherwise this matter would indeed be difficult to explain.

You might be seen as someone who uses underhanded tactics, but that hasn't happened yet.

So, do you know who did it?

Honeysuckle's tone turned serious, and she began to put on her clothes while asking her questions.

This is a very serious matter. A newspaper actually dared to openly praise or criticize a powerful family, which may mean that a certain family is planning to take action against the Venetian family.

Otherwise, those tabloids wouldn't have the guts to do that.

Secondly, the author of this article will undoubtedly become a target.

"The author's name is not shown on the manuscript; the author is anonymous."

'You can find the information, right?'

"It should be possible, if the other party has left traces online, then it is indeed possible."

"That's good." Honeysuckle smiled instead.

'Anonymity actually benefits the family's operations; finding the person behind it won't be difficult. Anonymity also means that his murder cannot be linked to this article.'

"As expected of you."

Suri agreed and then posted the identity of one person:

"Found him. A down-on-his-luck author. He must have taken the money and had to do this to make a living. He's a guy who's lost his mind. But if he doesn't have any income, he'll definitely starve to death. The difference now is that he can eat something good before he dies."

'This is a common occurrence. Generally, the down-on-his-luck writer is sacrificed, dying in some sewer without receiving any payment.'

"No wonder they're the Mafia, they bury people right after they've done the job, huh?"

Honeysuckle didn't show any shame at Suri's words; she just twitched her ears.

'But if you tell me more about him now, he still has a chance to live.'

"You're planning to save him? Are you interested in a champion of justice today?" Suri didn't understand what Honeysuckle meant.

"No, saving him would benefit the family. Hurry up, I'll explain after we've resolved this."

"Okay, okay, stop rushing me, I'm already going full speed ahead."

Suri casually answered Honeysuckle's question, then posted an address:

"The author is currently living in one of the worst shacks on this street, near the junkyard. You could say he died there and no one would remember him. I suggest you act quickly."

'understood. '

Honeysuckle quickly dressed and strode out of the room, grabbing the hand of the female driver who was walking towards her and wanted to greet her.

"There's no time to explain. Drive quickly, and we can think about other things later."

Honeysuckle pulled the driver all the way to the family's parking lot, then got into the car and demanded, "Hurry up, to this address, quick!"

Honeysuckle's stern voice startled the female driver, but as a driver, she was still capable. Even though she was a little nervous, she quickly started the car and sped away.

"Miss Honeysuckle, what are we going to do? I'm here to inform you of a family meeting!"

"I know what I'm doing, you just drive."

Honeysuckle sat in the back seat, holding her weapon, looking out the window at the shops and trees rushing past behind her, her tone chilly.

"Okay, I know."

Startled again by Ren Dong's tone, the female driver trembled, accelerated again, and dared not ask any more questions.

At that moment, Su Rui's voice also rang in Ren Dong's mind:

"The meeting she mentioned should be about this newspaper. They probably plan to discuss it. But it doesn't matter. Once you catch that writer, you'll be the biggest hero."

'Hmm, you've already guessed what I want to do?' It was the first time she had skipped a family meeting, and Ren Dong was a little nervous, but Su Rui's words did make her relax a bit.

"Of course! Although I always prefer to solve problems through bloodshed, my mind is still sharp. As long as we find this writer and prove that he was forced, the Venetian family will take the initiative!"

It seems that Suri is very self-aware; even though she was nervous inside, Ren Dong couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Volume 1: 18 The Wild Side

"What are you laughing at? Never mind, we're here. I've marked the route in the field of vision. Tell the driver to slow down, let's hurry up. I see that down-on-his-luck writer seems to be preparing to ask for his payment."

'I know.'

Honeysuckle nodded, then flipped out of the previously lowered car window, landed on the ground from the speeding car, rolled a few times, stood up, and quickly ran towards the location marked by Su Rui.

Honeysuckle's movements startled the female driver, who immediately braked, but could only stare helplessly at Honeysuckle's back.

Suri was equally surprised: "...Wow, I didn't expect you to be so wild."

Because time is indeed of the essence.

As she ran, Ren Dong answered Su Rui's question. Jumping off the car had torn her clothes a few times, making her look disheveled, but the glimpses of her fair skin that were revealed only made her look even more endearing.

"Alright, they've met, but unfortunately, that down-on-his-luck writer has no idea what he's about to face."

'Those assassins won't succeed.'

At this moment, Ren Dong had reached the top of a building and could vaguely see the assassins surrounding the down-on-his-luck writer.

The golden-haired Volper woman leaped down from the height, her sharp blade piercing the throat of an assassin, causing a gush of blood to spurt out.

"Wuhu~ That's awesome, let's dance together!"

Suri cheered happily in Ren Dong's mind, then marked the enemies around Ren Dong: "Here, I suggest taking a step back and then turning around, 35 degrees to the upper left, one hit and you're done!"

Following Su Rui's advice, Ren Dong dodged the assassins' blades and quickly turned around to slit the throat of another assassin.

Then, he reached out and pulled the bewildered writer, who was crouching with his head in his hands, to the ground behind him.

The down-on-his-luck writer collapsed onto the muddy ground where Honeysuckle was dirty.

"Oh, his clothes are all dirty, it'll be hard to ride in the car later, but his clothes weren't very clean to begin with."

'Now is not the time to think about this, focus on Su Rui.'

Having gotten used to Suri's tendency to have nonsensical, divergent thoughts when she's nervous, Ren Dong casually parried the assassin's blade, and then took another life.

"Of course, I've been marking and giving you hints throughout our conversation."

Suri responded to Honeysuckle and added, "This is the last assassin, and they really have a box of cash on hand. Watch out for the crossbow he's hiding, jump to the left, and kick him in the shin."

Honeysuckle nimbly dodged the arrow that the assassin suddenly pulled out and fired from his crossbow, and used the momentum to rush towards him, kicking the assassin in the shin, only to hear a crisp sound of bone cracking.

“This is his old injury. Now, cripple his hand. He’s a minor leader and knows some things. We can extract some information from him. Let’s take him back with us.”

Suri paused for a moment: "Right, a left hook, aimed at his lips, a little force, then pinch his chin."

Following Su Rui's instructions, Ren Dong punched the assassin hard in the mouth, causing him to vomit blood. Then, her slender hand grabbed the assassin's chin, and a tooth dripping with black liquid fell from his forced-open mouth.

'Is this poison for suicide? These guys are really well-prepared.'

"Right, now break his arms and legs to prevent him from escaping. We'll take him and that author back with us."

"...There's no need. Just dislocate his shoulder."

Honeysuckle used a different method to stop her body from reacting instinctively after hearing Suri's request.

She needs to calm down; if this continues, she'll really be influenced by Suri and become even more cruel.

Suri viewed everything as a game, but Honeysuckle was different. She planned to retire later and have children with Suri, so she couldn't become cruel and affect the child.

"Tsk, okay, that works too. By the way, the third black briefcase on the left contains the money for that writer's life, and the rest are weapons."

'understood. '

Honeysuckle scooped up the briefcase containing the payment and threw it into the arms of the down-on-his-luck author, giving him a warning look:

"Come with me."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you ask, just don't kill me, just don't kill me."

The terrified, down-on-his-luck writer hunched over, nodding timidly. Then, Ren Dong lifted the assassin, whose leg was broken and all four limbs dislocated, and walked towards the edge of the alley, glancing at the timid, dejected writer as she did so.

"Hurry up and catch up."

Honeysuckle's tone was calm, but to this bewildered and down-on-his-luck man, it was like a vengeful ghost. He shivered and quickly followed Honeysuckle, clutching the suitcase.

As they were getting into the car, Su Rui suddenly spoke up: "Take off that assassin's jacket, then have the down-on-his-luck man throw it away. Let him sit on the assassin's jacket later, so he doesn't get the car dirty."

Su Rui is giving people nicknames again. Honeysuckle is already used to his behavior, but she's a little puzzled:

Why are you suddenly worried about the car?

"I don't care about the car crashing; I'd just find it funny. But I do feel a little awkward if it gets dirty."

She's still someone with obsessive-compulsive tendencies. Ren Dong nodded to herself. It seems that if she has children in the future, she won't have to worry about the children being unhygienic.

After pulling the assassin and the down-on-his-luck man into the car, Ren Dong glanced at the system's materialization progress, which had reached 26%.

Why did it suddenly rise so much? Honeysuckle was a little confused, and then recalled her previous actions.

Could it be that jumping out of the car caught Suri's attention?

Recalling the actions that even Su Rui found surprising, Ren Dong felt somewhat helpless. She didn't dare to do this often, especially since this time it was only because of the urgency of the situation.

Generally speaking, honeysuckle is also very cautious.

However, it's good that the progress of physicalization has increased. There are other ways to continue to increase it, so there's no need to go to extremes.

Feeling a little regretful, Ren Dong gave up on the idea of ​​doing something dangerous to increase Su Rui's attention. She leaned against the car window, looking at the scenery outside, and thinking about what to say when she returned to her family.

"Thinking about the family meeting? Don't worry, I've prepared different contingency plans, and everything is under control."

He already understands me so well, even though I didn't say anything. Honeysuckle nodded: 'That puts my mind at ease.'

Volume One: One of the 19 Great Merits

Back at the Venetian family home, Honeysuckle, familiar with the place, accompanied by her driver, each led one of the captured down-on-their-luck individuals and the subdued assassin to the family's meeting room.

Without knocking or announcing, Ren Dong pushed open the conference room door, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

The female driver standing next to Ren Dong shrank back slightly under the gaze of the important figures in the solemn conference room, but still stood beside Ren Dong, waiting for her boss to speak.

"Honeysuckle, you're late! Do you know how important this meeting is? Did you sabotage this?"

Little Venice was the first to make a move, but Honeysuckle only glanced at him before turning her attention to Mr. Venice, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Let's hear what Ingrid has to say first. What's the story with these two people you brought back?"

“I had already been investigating what seemed to be a target of the Venetian family.”

Ren Dong glanced at the keywords Su Rui had given her, rearranged her words to suit her own taste, and carried in the assassin whose joints had been dislocated.