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He paused, then added,

"Let him fall asleep first."

Walter adjusted his glasses, his gaze never leaving Rakshasa.

Hearing the silver wolf's voice, he felt it sounded somewhat familiar.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he were confirming something.

Then he heard the term "etheric editing space".

His fingers gently gripped the cane.

The hackers of Punklords are capable of sending a living person into the Aetheric Editing Space; hackers with this level of power are few and far between in the world.

His gaze shifted slightly and fell upon the silver wolf lying on the carpet.

Silver-white hair with blue highlights, small stature, legs crossed, holding Prometheus in her hand, a nonchalant smile on her lips.

"........."

Walter fell silent.

His gaze darted back and forth between Lin Si, Silver Wolf, and Rakshasa, and the scene he had seen in Jinren Alley came back to him: Li Sushang had hung Otto on the wheelchair like a coat.

His fingers gripped the cane tightly for a moment.

Damn it, Honkai Impact is really chasing me!

"Bronya?"

His voice was low, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room.

Lin Si's pupils suddenly contracted.

"???"

Silver Wolf frowned slightly.

"?"

Lin Si was surprised that this person knew Bronya.

Bronya, the character Belloberg controls in Ahab's eyes, is a guardian of a parallel world, and is a living, breathing person.

How does this person know her?

Silver Wolf was surprised because when Lin Si first saw her, she also exclaimed "Bronya".

She connected the two things, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Si and Walter, without saying a word.

"Uncle Yang, do you know Bronya?"

Lin Si asked the question.

Walter did not answer.

He rubbed his temples, his gaze lingering on the silver wolf's face for a long time.

This person was neither the Bronya he remembered, nor the Bronya from Belloberg, but the abilities this person possessed were somewhat similar to those of the person he remembered.

His gaze shifted back to Rakshasa.

"Brother Lin Si, this involves my background, so I can't say more."

His voice was deep.

"However, the Bronya I know is probably not the same person you know."

Lin Si was stunned for a moment.

What, you're a time traveler too?

However, he shouldn't be a transmigrator like him; he should be like the future Qingque, coming from another parallel world.

However, it couldn't be confirmed yet, so Lin Si decided to check first.

He took a deep breath and looked at Walter.

"Uncle Yang, odd changes but even doesn't?"

Walter's pupils contracted sharply.

He looked at Lin Si with some disbelief, his lips moved slightly, and then he replied.

"Symbols and quadrants?"

"hiss--"

"hiss--"

The two looked at each other and simultaneously gasped.

Lin Si pushed the wheelchair forward excitedly. He wanted to go up and shake Walter's hands, to call out "fellow villager," and to say "I've finally met you."

Walter took a slight step back...

The background music kicks in right now.

A light, cheerful melody rose from the void, singing only one line.

"Were you serious about taking that half-step back? Such a small movement can cause so much damage!"

Lin Si: "........."

His expression froze as he listened to the familiar music.

He felt like he'd seen this scene somewhere before...

He looked at Walter, and Walter looked at him; the distance between them was only two steps, but that step felt farther than any other distance.

His hand, which was pushing the wheelchair, froze in mid-air, and his lips twitched repeatedly.

Walter was also stunned. He looked around but couldn't find the source of the sound, and his brows furrowed.

Silver Wolf lay on the carpet, his lips curving slightly before he lowered them again.

Although the background music only played this one line, Walter's reaction and the lyrics were a huge blow to Lin Si.

He took a deep breath, then another, and swallowed it back down.

He looked at Walter, and Walter looked at him.

"...Uncle Yang, were you serious when you took half a step back?"

Lin Si's voice sounded a little weak.

Walter pushed up his glasses, his expression returning to calm.

"...It was a subconscious reaction. Sorry."

Silver Wolf finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

Chapter 228 Let him stay asleep, Walter: Leave it to me!

"So, your Earth has something called Honkai energy?"

Lin Si stroked her chin, seemingly lost in thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, his mind replaying what Walter had just said.

He had never heard of Honkai energy, Herrscher, Destiny, or anti-entropy before, but Walter's tone didn't sound like he was making it up.

Besides, what's the point of someone from a parallel world making up all this?

The silver wolf was still lying on the carpet, legs crossed, with Prometheus floating in front of her, but her fingers didn't move and her ears were perked up.

Lin Si didn't care about saying these things in front of Silver Wolf; she could easily find an excuse to get away with it anyway.

Not only did Lin Si need to confirm whether Uncle Yang was really a "fellow villager," but Walter also needed to confirm.

And Walter seemed to think this was easy to fool, since only Silver Wolf was listening.

So Walter did say something else to Lin Si, and Lin Si understood that the Bronya he mentioned must be an existence like a "parallel counterpart" from a parallel world.

Well, because of Walter's existence, Lin Si went further and further down the path of believing that Berlberg was a parallel world.

Walter pushed up his glasses, his gaze still fixed on Rakshasa, lost in thought.

"You don't have that in your world?"

Lin Si shook her head.

"No, there really isn't."

His expression was blank; it wasn't feigned, it was genuine.

Honkai energy?

What is that?

It sounds like a brand of energy drink.

Walter breathed a slight sigh of relief; he could tell that Lin Si wasn't lying.

This kind of subconscious confusion cannot be faked.

He coughed lightly, tapped his cane lightly on the ground, and pointed it at the Rakshasa.

"Brother Lin Si, for these reasons, I must keep an eye on him myself!"

Lin thought for a moment.

Although this Uncle Yang is not from my hometown, we are both from Earth, but it should be a parallel Earth.

Because of this, coupled with the reputation of the Starry Sky Train, and the fact that although Walter clearly harbored great hostility towards Rakshasa, he still spoke to him, it was enough to show that Uncle Yang would still be on the Immortal Ship and abide by its rules.

Because of these points, Lin Si could let him see for himself.

"Uncle Yang, to be honest, I'm a member of the special task force on the Luofu Immortal Ship that investigates matters that the Six Ministries can't handle. According to my investigation, some of this person's actions pose a significant threat to the Immortal Ship."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"And for some reason, I need him to stay in a 'sleep' state until tomorrow."

"So, if you want to see him yourself, you can, but if he shows any sign of wanting to wake up, you must knock him unconscious again."

Lin Si couldn't guarantee that Luo Sha might have some more covert means to warn Jing Liu that the remains of the Insect King he brought back had been stolen by someone else.

Therefore, the best course of action is to keep Rakshasa asleep until he negotiates with Mirror Stream.

Upon hearing this, Walter frowned.

Otto really hasn't learned his lesson!

But it's okay!

He's here now!

Although he really wanted to confront Otto head-on and even wanted to give Otto a black hole, this was, after all, the Immortal Ship, and in front of the "official" personnel of the Immortal Ship. So, prioritizing the requirements of the Luofu Immortal Ship wasn't out of the question.

Anyway, he and Otto have plenty of time, so a little longer won't make a difference.

Walter nodded.

"Okay. Thank you for your permission, Brother Lin Si. If he shows even the slightest sign of wanting to wake up before tomorrow, I will stop him!"

His tone was calm, but Lin Si could hear a hint of excitement beneath that calmness—"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

And each word carries a certainty of "I have this ability".

Lin Si nodded.

"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Yang!"

Walter walked to the sofa, sat down, leaned his cane against the armrest, leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands on his knees, and stared intently at Rakshasa.

"No trouble at all."

His voice was very soft.

Lin Si looked at him and shrugged.

It seems that Uncle Yang and Otto, whom he mentioned, have quite a deep grudge!