Extra: Old Six's Daily Life (4)

As Old Six kept walking, the pipe began to widen until, suddenly, his view opened up to reveal a massive, circular reservoir, about half the size of a football field.

It was clear that rainwater from the pipes flowed into this reservoir, then out of the city. Based on his current coordinates, Old Six figured he must be on the outskirts of Metropolis.

As he carefully scoped out the entire reservoir, a furry, oversized hand rested on his shoulder from behind. In that instant, his scalp prickled with terror.

When he nervously turned around, he saw a giant cyborg creature—the one who was blocking almost all of the pipe. That was the Mothman he was looking for. Except... her sheer size was absurd—three and a half meters tall. "Who even watches this kind of livestream?!"

The next second, he saw her elaborately crafted, larger-than-life face close in on him, her jaw splitting into four sections as her voice rang out again. "New friend in my livestream room? Drop a follow and put up a lantern, yeah?"

Old Six gritted his teeth and bolted, without hesitation. Exploding shockwaves blasted him and the Mothman apart, leaving a smoking Old Six falling straight into the empty reservoir.

Watching the monstrous creature howl within the pipes, Old Six realized he'd need to bust out the big guns. He tossed a circular device from his right hand, aiming it straight at the Mothman's feet.

With a faint hiss, a cowering, fragile Loli projection emerged within the pooling water, her expression filled with sheer terror.

"Click!" Old Six snapped a photo and swiftly sent it to Black Ghost. "Bro! Get over here! I just sent you the coordinates! Someone's trying to kill your sex slave!"

From the distance, the Mothman stared down at the projection and muttered something under her breath. Before long, Black Ghost erupted from another section of the pipes, fury blazing as he fired an entire volley of armor-piercing bullets at the Mothman.

The Mothman darted aside with lightning speed, her glitching wings snapping open. With her compound eyes glowing red, she charged straight at Black Ghost.

Watching the two clash violently in the distance, Old Six submerged himself in the reservoir to hide. He exhaled a breath of relief.

This was perfect. No matter who won, Old Six could live with the outcome.

Explosions continued to rock the pipes and walls, causing pieces to collapse, their deafening echoes reverberating throughout the cavernous reservoir.

Old Six jabbed his fingers against his ears, numb from the shockwaves, and gingerly opened his own livestream. He whispered to the audience, "Hey, guys, you're in luck tonight! Black Ghost versus the Cyber Lunatics—it's on now!"

"I'm… a food streamer! I can be a food streamer!…" As Mothman's jaw stretched grotesquely wide, revealing a ring-shaped suction mouth lined with suckers, she clamped onto Black Ghost's bald head and began spinning manically. "Whatever goods you donate, I'll eat!"

As Black Ghost's black skin was rapidly torn away, his silver subcutaneous armor underneath began to shine.

Black Ghost roared with rage, his adrenaline pumps roaring inside his body as he extended a rapidly spinning chainsaw from his left arm. He drove it mercilessly into Mothman's abdomen.

Launching his assault, he spun his head and shouted at the Loli projection lying in the puddle. "Run! It's too dangerous here! Get as far away as possible!!"

However, despite Black Ghost's desperation, the Loli projection remained unmoving, lying there as though deaf to his words.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Black Ghost's left hand lost three fingers, violently ripped off by Mothman.

"Fuck!" Black Ghost yelled, his back against the pipes, before snapping his leg up and delivering a brutal kick to Mothman's abdominal wound, sending her flying backward.

Without hesitation, he dashed to the Loli projection, reaching out to grab her—but his bloody hand passed straight through her form.

"?!" Accompanied by a jaw-clenched glare shot at Old Six, who was livestreaming this chaos, Black Ghost instantly realized he had been tricked. "Song Six PUS!!!"

Shaking from fear in the reservoir, Old Six's knees buckled the moment he heard Black Ghost's scream. But when he noticed Mothman was still grappling with Black Ghost, unable to pursue him, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank god, thank god."

His relief was short-lived. Before Old Six could savor his luck, he saw Black Ghost dragging Mothman and the Cyber Lunatics toward him.

"Shit!" Old Six cursed loudly, paddling with both hands to escape. But there was no way he could compete with Black Ghost's speed—let alone the Cyber Lunatics, who had installed cybernetic wings and could fly.

Just as Old Six reached the reservoir's edge and gripped the opening of a tunnel, attempting to stand up and dash inside, a massive iron-like fist clamped mercilessly around his ankle.

In the next moment, as his body was lifted off the ground, the intense sensation of weightlessness overwhelmed him. He suddenly realized he was airborne, the Cyber Lunatics' hideous maw closing in on his head.

The fine, wire-like filament cables resembling moth features extended outward, seemingly preparing to welcome Old Six's arrival.

"Family! Remember the legend of Metropolis—Song Six PUS!"

As Old Six hovered mid-air and delivered what he thought might be his final words, Mothman abruptly flapped her massive wings, and with a loud thud, sent him flying back into the water.

Soaked and disoriented, Old Six surfaced, spitting out rainwater, when he heard Black Ghost speaking nearby. "Fuck's sake, what just happened? She seems really scared of you, huh?"

Clumsily wiping his face, Old Six retorted, "How the hell should I know what's going on?"

"You don't know? Let's try again!" Without warning, Black Ghost grabbed Old Six's legs and hurled him toward Mothman once more.

Old Six's hunch was right—Mothman recoiled at his approach, soaring higher as she visibly flinched from his presence.

"Oh~! She's terrified, huh? This'll be easy now." Black Ghost, seeing her reaction, grabbed Old Six's legs again and swung him around like a pair of nunchucks, charging straight toward Mothman.

With Old Six's vomit tracing graceful arcs through the air, the Cyber Lunatics dodged and darted away furiously, refusing to engage head-on.

During Black Ghost's brief switch of grip, Old Six clung tightly to his arm. "Stop! Stop spinning me! Just put me down! I know why she's scared! She's not scared of me! She's scared of the livestream!"

Speaking quickly, Old Six enlarged the livestream projection, casting it onto the nearby wall. In an instant, the Cyber Lunatics visibly shivered with fear.

"No... No, I'm not ready yet! I'm not ready yet! Let me prepare before starting the stream! Don't look at me!"

Realizing this weakness, the battle took a decisive turn. Old Six used a drone to project the livestream room's feed across the reservoir walls, trapping the Cyber Lunatics into panicked retreat, her former destructive vigor utterly gone.

Under the multiple projections, she ultimately curled into the pipes, trembling behind the Loli projection. "I don't want to livestream; I don't want to livestream anymore! Stop watching me! Don't look at me!"

Just as Old Six was about to beam the stream directly onto her, fully immobilizing her, a voice echoed from deep within the pipes. "Enough!"

With the distinct sound of high heels clicking against concrete, the Loli projection emerged from the pipes. Kneeling beside the Cyber Lunatics with an expression of concern, she gently stroked her back. "It's okay, sis. We won't stream anymore. I'll shut the livestream room down right now."

Feeling the Loli's kindness, the Cyber Lunatics slowly lifted her head, then broke into loud, wailing cries. "I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Let's go, sis. I'll take you home now. Right now. You won't ever have to stream again." The Loli said, offering her support as she prepared to help Mothman stand.

"Wait." Old Six stopped them.

He excitedly pointed to his livestream interface, almost incoherent with joy. "Look! We made the hot search list! Check the data! We're blowing up!"

As her eyes landed on the interface filled with gifts and cascading comments, the Loli briefly smiled, but her expression quickly turned into tears. Unable to face her friend, her voice trembled.

"Sis… could we do one more livestream? Just one more. With this, we'd make the money we need—to cure your illness, to go home…"