Create a game called "Collapse Iron," where the entire universe is the player.

(In Gui Naifen's live stream, laughter and joy continued non-stop.)

As the plot unfolds, Star+ Leonard, who is tracking down the hacker, follows the electronic graffiti left by Silver Wolf all the way to the space station's monitoring room.

Gui Naifen controlled the star, raised the "camera," and scanned a more complex graffiti pattern on the wall of the monitoring room.

A flash of blue light appeared, and a holographic image was activated—the figure of the silver wolf actually walked straight toward the solid wall, then "passed through" it like a phantom and disappeared on the other side of the wall.

Leonard stared at the spot where the projection had disappeared, a look of confusion on his face. "Huh? This record... is the data corrupted? She... she passed through the wall and then just vanished?!"

Hoshino leaned closer to examine the wall and suggested a possibility: "Is it... that your equipment is malfunctioning?"

Leonard immediately shook his head, his tone carrying a firm "consumer rights" stance: "Unlikely, I just bought this detector last week, and it's still within the refund period."

Xing looked at him speechlessly:

"Wait...didn't you say you 'developed' this yourself?"

Leonard's expression froze instantly, his eyes began to dart around, and he stammered, "Uh... let's discuss this later."

The comments section erupted in laughter:

"Hahahaha! I thought he was a tech geek, but he's actually a shopping expert!"

"Seven-day no-reason return policy... Hilarious! That's a perfectly justifiable reason!"

"Since it's still within the return period, why not return it? (A sincere suggestion)"

Leonard: Don't I have any pride?!

……

(Reality: Black Tower Space Station.)

In a rest area, Leonard's colleague, watching the live stream, nudged Leonard with his elbow and asked with a mischievous grin, "Hey, seriously, that last thing...did you cancel it?"

Leonard's face turned red visibly, and he coughed awkwardly twice: "Don't mention it, thankfully I didn't lose my job because of it."

He patted his chest with lingering fear, sincerely exclaiming, "Ms. Black Tower... is so 'kind' and so 'forgiving'!"

Just then, a black tower doll that had been in standby mode suddenly started up with a "hum," turned its head in their direction, and its eyes lit up.

A remarkably lifelike "Black Tower" voice rang out, tinged with a hint of smugness:

"Keyword detected: praise for Ms. Heta".

"According to the pre-set logic: any words or actions that inadvertently and sincerely praise the beauty and wisdom of Ms. Black Tower will be recorded and will increase the favorability rating of the corresponding personnel."

"Lady Black Tower's favorability increased by 1!"

Then, the doll seemed to enter some kind of "praise loop" mode:

"Lady Black Tower! Unparalleled in the world! Lady Black Tower! A beauty that could rival the most beautiful women in history! Lady Black Tower! A woman of both beauty and talent! Lady Black Tower! A beacon of wisdom!..."

Leonard and his colleagues: "..." (They look at each other, their expressions complicated)

……

(The game's story continues.)

Perhaps sensing that further discussion about the "equipment's origin" would be awkward, Leonard quickly steered the conversation back on track. Pointing to the wall where the Silver Wolf projector had disappeared, he adopted a professional demeanor that suggested, "I saw through everything long ago."

"I see!"

"This must be the effect of a magical artifact. There was originally a folded space here, which was probably discovered and exploited by the intruders."

He pulled up a diagram of the space station's internal structure and pointed to a path marked "Special Energy Reaction, Suspected Cursed Object Influence":

"No wonder... When I checked her visit logs before, I found that she had been browsing the catalog of rare and unusual items for a period of time."

"It seems the goal is very clear."

Leonard's gaze turned serious as he looked at Xing: "This space connects to the Star Core Collection Room, remember?"

He paused, his tone becoming even more meaningful: "They...placed the 'Star Core' inside you right there."

Upon hearing this, Xing's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

She subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched her chin, her eyes somewhat vacant, as if lost in some kind of memory, standing there blankly.

The comments section focused on Leonard's reasoning abilities:

"This guy's pretty good! He's quick-witted! His reasoning and intuition are excellent!"

"The star core containment chamber... the star's 'birthplace,' or... its 'birthing room'?"

"What the hell is this 'delivery room'?! It's called a 'Star Core Incubation Room'!"

"So now the entire universe knows about the 'mother-daughter' relationship between Hoshino and Kaffa?"

"This young man has a real talent for being a detective."

……

The two followed the clues and eventually led them to the vicinity of the display stand for the score gun in the rare artifact collection room.

Here, the electronic graffiti that had guided them along the way has completely disappeared.

"Huh... there's no graffiti here?"

Leonard circled the scoring gun a few times, scanning repeatedly with the detector, but still found nothing. He looked somewhat frustrated: "It's over... the clues... seem to have completely died out here."

He stroked his chin, lost in analytical mode: "So...after they came here...they didn't take anything with them? They didn't leave anything behind? That doesn't make sense..."

His gaze inadvertently swept over Xing, who was standing to the side, and he blurted out, "...No! They stayed..."

He realized halfway through his sentence that his statement might be inappropriate, and quickly corrected himself:

"...I mean, they left you behind. Uh...that might sound strange. I mean, waking up in a strange place must be unpleasant, right?"

The viewers' thoughts were also taken back to the very beginning of the game, evoking a flood of emotions:

"The Black Tower's collection of curiosities is truly all-encompassing; it has all sorts of strange things."

"A score-determining gun! So far, only Sambo and March 7th are known to be unable to produce a score; there seems to be a story behind it!"

"Silver Wolf seems to have taken the test too? His score is ridiculously high; he must have manipulated the data on his own!"

"I remember there was a really cool sword on display here? It was supposedly the weapon of some 'Star Train Navigator'?"

"And there's another strange object that looks like wings... called 'Wings of Wind'? It allows people to glide briefly?"

"Yes! It's absolutely awful! I was bombarded with a bunch of incomprehensible terms as soon as I woke up: 'Star Core,' 'Antimatter Legion,' 'Destiny,' 'Star God'... My CPU is about to explode!"

"Where do we come from? We were given life, only to be irresponsibly abandoned."

"Star: ? I'm just a little dazed from just waking up."

……

The two did not give up and searched carefully in another area of ​​the curio collection room.

Finally, in an inconspicuous corner of a display case, the last electronic graffiti was activated.

This graffiti is so... cute!

It's a cute, chibi-style cartoon silver wolf blowing rainbow-colored bubbles!

"Wow! So cute!" Xing's eyes lit up.

Leonard breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally found it... but this style... is quite different from the previous challenges, it's more... personal taste?"

Based on the faint data signal accompanying the graffiti, he retrieved the space station's internal records again, and after some searching, made a new discovery:

"According to the system logs...among Lady Black Tower's many collections, there is a uniquely numbered artifact named—'The Spirit of Punk Lord.'"

Xing heard the name and felt it sounded familiar. She tried to recall: "'Punk Lord Spirit'... I think I've seen it in the 'Simulated Universe'?"

Leonard continued reviewing the records, his brow furrowing: "Strange... The records show that this artifact was recently taken away by Lady Black Tower herself using her access privileges, and its current status is 'Experimental Access to the Simulated Universe System'."

The goal is clear!

The two immediately set off for Black Tower's office.

However, as soon as I reached the office door, I heard a heated argument coming from inside... not intense, but full of tension.

Black Tower's tone was extremely displeased: "Don't even think about it! I'm saying this one last time! I don't care what Ruan Mei whispered in your ear this time! You want to shut down the 'Simulated Universe'? Not a chance!"

Another gentle but firm voice seemed to be explaining something.

Then, Black Tower seemed to be so angry that she was speechless. After a few seconds of hesitation, she threw out what she considered to be a very "lethal" and "harsh" statement:

"You're acting like... like a member of a club of idiots!"

The office fell silent instantly.

Screw Gum (calmly): "..."

Xing and Leonard (exchanging bewildered glances): "..."

The live chat was completely amused by Black Tower's "amazing" art of insults:

"What?! The simulated universe is shutting down?! No way! I haven't finished completing my encyclopedia yet! I haven't collected all the Star Jade items!"

"I've never encountered a single special event involving Ruan Mei! If this is turned off, where am I supposed to farm for it?"

"Hahahaha! Black Tower swearing...so 'cute'! It's practically zero threat."

"Black Tower: One by one... (brain racing, searching for words)... The Idiots Club! (Finally figured it out!)"

"Screw Gum (inner monologue): ...How am I supposed to respond to this? Logically, I can't refute it, and emotionally... I feel like laughing."

"On the bright side, I know I'm better than a genius at at least in one aspect—I can swear more fiercely than her! (Proud.jpg)"

……

(Starry Sky Train, Silver Wolf's room.)

Silver Wolf was locked in his room alone, sitting on the bed with his knees drawn up to his chest, the game's story playing on the screen in front of him.

Seeing Black Tower and Screw Goom "arguing" in the office, she snorted and gave an expression that said, "I've seen it all."

Pshaw... Of course she understands now.

The two of them are putting on a show, deliberately arguing for her past self to hear…

She recalled the scene and scratched her hair in frustration.

cry!

Why didn't I think of that back then!

They were too busy watching for fun and looking for opportunities!

She made up her mind, snapped off the main light in the room, leaving only a small nightlight on.

The door was locked from the inside, and the curtains were drawn tightly.

"It's decided! For the next three days! No internet! No going out! I'll cut off all outside information! I absolutely won't give anyone the chance to laugh at me to my face!"

However… just as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and paused.

"Uh... wait a minute. Tonight... there seems to be a preview live stream special for version 1.2 to watch..."

She hesitated for a fraction of a second, then decisively overturned her earlier vow:

"Then... I'll stay home for three days! I still need to go online!"

She had to watch Black Tower make a fool of himself on the live stream!

To avenge the loss of all accounts!

……

(The game's story continues.)

Inside the office, Black Tower seemed to have stormed off in a huff.

Screw Gum bowed slightly to Star, his tone as gentle as ever: "I apologize, Ms. Star. I hope you'll forgive my rudeness."

Xing looked in the direction the black tower doll had left.

Seeing this, Screwgoom asked, "...Are you worried about Black Tower's mental state?"

His eyes seemed to flicker gently: "In conclusion... perhaps I didn't choose the right time to communicate."

He used a poetic metaphor: "The emotions of organic life are like the tides; it's because I didn't look at the moon's direction correctly."

"Let the Black Tower be alone for a while! This will be beneficial for our subsequent discussions."

The comments section immediately erupted with "genius language translation":

Translation: Heita has been in a bad mood and short-tempered these past few days, so don't mess with him.

"The modeling precision, the voice acting quality, the philosophical and humanistic dialogue... It would be an injustice if Rosogummy wasn't added to the gacha pool!"

"That was said so gently...it felt so healing."

"Are all omnics so articulate and gentle? It reminds me of Yalilo's Schwarz."

"Is Schwarz also an android? I always thought it was an advanced robot?"

"Isn't he an omnic? Then why does he protect Clara like a 'family member'? It's a combination of logic and emotion."

……

Xing Xianglugumu explained his purpose and inquired about the strange object called "Punk Lord Spirit".

Screw Gumm seemed to quickly search through the information before slowly reciting a description: "A campfire deep in the forest, a solitary stone sword pointing to the stars—'The Spirit of Punklord'."

"That's no ordinary 'strange object,' Ms. Star. To be more precise, it's a 'love letter' left to this universe by a long-deceased 'Sea Ranger.'"

He gently countered, "Ms. Xing, how much do you know about 'Punk Lord'?"

Upon hearing this, Xing immediately straightened his back, put his hands on his hips, and put on a smug, "who else but me?" expression, answering in a very confident tone:

"Nobody understands Punk Lord better than me!"

Screw Gum was clearly amused by Xing's confident reply, letting out a deep, pleasant laugh: "Communicating with you is truly a pleasant and fun experience."

He began to patiently explain:

"Punklords...it's a special planet built upon 'data' and 'characters' as its underlying logic."

"In Punklord, the boundary between reality and illusion is as blurred as its day and night."

"And the 'Ether cassette' was a chip used by Punk Lords hackers to edit reality, recording their ways of perceiving and rewriting the world."

"The one contained by the Black Tower Space Station belongs to a recognized legend."

Screw Gum informed Star that this strange object is currently being connected to the "simulated universe" for some kind of "analytical test".

Because of the argument with Black Tower earlier about the "future of the simulated universe," this may be the last chance to retrieve and investigate this cartridge.

However, upon closer examination, Screw's words give one the feeling that they are too "natural" and as if they are being deliberately guided.

Subsequently, with the "help" of Screwgoom and Leonard's "system mapping maintenance" on the periphery, Star was connected to a special, clearly targeted simulated cosmic process.

The viewers in the live chat also sensed a hint of a "script":

"High EQ: Communicating with you is a pleasant and fun experience. Low EQ: Makes you laugh. (No malice intended)"

"Rewriting reality?! That ability is way too overpowered! I've never even heard of it! Is this the world of top hackers?"

"Wait, this is Silver Wolf's companion mission, right? It's already halfway through, and Silver Wolf himself has only appeared as a few projections?"

"This mission feels more like an epilogue to the Black Tower space station incident? It fills in many details of the previous invasion and its subsequent impact."

"Screw Gum's guidance... is a bit too obvious."

……

At this point, the game interface changed.

Upon entering the character selection screen in the simulated universe, a new trial character was suddenly added to the list of available options—[Silver Wolf]!

Gui Naifen brought her 6+5 Silver Wolf and clicked "Confirm".

With a ripple, a tremendous feeling of weightlessness makes you lose control of your limbs, and you suddenly wake up amidst characters and code—this is a simulated universe.

Xing stood up, rubbing his head a little dizzy, and looked around: "Hmm... this feels different from usual when I come in... and... why didn't I get any starting artifacts?"

Her gaze was drawn to a figure standing quietly not far ahead—it was the projection of the silver wolf.

Just then, Screw's voice seemed to come from the "sky" of the simulated universe, filled with concern: "Ms. Star, are you alright? The system mapping is stable."

Xing nodded, pointing to the silver wolf projection in front of her: "Not bad. But... why is that hacker lady standing in front of us?"

"Hacker?" Screws paused for a moment, then explained, "...Conclusion: It was a 'holographic action record' automatically generated and reconstructed by the simulated universe system based on historical intrusion data. In this special debugging process, the system preserved every key 'variable' and 'event node'."

In short, what Star is seeing now is the "3D surveillance footage" of Silver Wolf's illegal intrusion into the simulated universe.

As if to confirm Screwgoom's words, the silver wolf projection in front suddenly moved. She turned around, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Xing, saying in a slightly sarcastic tone:

"Hey, why are you staring at me like that?"

Xing was startled and took a half step back: "She spoke?!"

Screw's voice rang out promptly, reassuring: "Don't be nervous, Ms. Xing. I just manually accelerated the 'playback process' of this recording. She's not talking to you; it's just a piece of past interaction data."

To prove this, the Silver Wolf's projection continued to "play" the predetermined "lines":

"First of all, I didn't long for it."

"Secondly, that's not some ordinary 'game disc'! That's an 'ether cartridge'!"

Her tone became somewhat smug and boastful: "With this cassette tape, you can even know what the fourth popcorn he ate at the movie premiere tasted like. It's that amazing."

The viewers in the live chat were engrossed in listening and began analyzing the background of this "recording":

"This conversation...it's clearly Silver Wolf talking to someone else, and judging from the content...the other person is probably Kaffa?"

"It must be! Kafka might be asking her about the mission's progress, or teasing her about whether she really wants something."

Silver Wolf: I haven't been thinking about it day and night! (Stubborn.jpg)

"Would it be possible to find out what kind of sandwich her 'boyfriend' likes for breakfast every day? That way I could 'bump into' them every day and 'casually' bring them breakfast!"

"666, the person upstairs is truly exceptional."

……

Next, following Kafka's perspective in the "video," Xing gradually delves into the interior of the simulated universe to understand the purpose and process of Silver Wolf's invasion.

Listening to Screw Gum's calm and professional commentary on the ingenuity of Silver Wolf's infiltration methods, Xing couldn't help but ask curiously, "You seem... to know a lot about her?"

Screw Gumm's reply was concise and elegant: "We only met once."

"Silver Wolf, the 'Star Core Hunter,' and I had a brief but restrained 'clash' once."

Xing's curiosity was completely piqued: "A clash? And the result? Who won?"

Screw Gum seemed to chuckle softly, his tone carrying a sense of mutual respect and restraint between masters: "She attacked, I defended. The process was short, and neither of us went all out."

"She couldn't break through the differential sphere's defense, and I didn't stop her from leaving."

He added, "It was a 'sparring match' with no clear winner, but one that left a deep impression on both sides."

The viewers immediately connected this to relevant "evidence" within the game:

"It's the story of Light Cone's 'See You Later'! I've pulled out several of those Light Cone cards! The background is the clash between Screwgun's differential sphere and Silver Wolf's data stream!"

"Screws is being very modest! 'Failed to stop' and 'failed to successfully stop' are two different concepts."

"The statement, 'Even that couldn't stop her from leaving safely,' is... both saving face for the other person and implying that one is actually in control. High emotional intelligence!"

"I don't care! In my heart, Wolf Baby is the strongest! No arguments allowed!"

……

(Star Train.)

Listening to Screw Gum's description, March 7th was eager to know the specific details of that confrontation and who was ultimately the victor.

She instinctively turned her head, wanting to ask the other party involved (Silver Wolf) for their opinion...

They discovered that the sofa where Silver Wolf had been sitting was now empty.

"Huh? What's going on! Why is Silver Wolf also playing the 'sudden disappearance' trick!" March 7 muttered.

Then, her gaze fell on the other side—Xing was standing behind Lin Lin, giving him a "flattering" massage on the shoulders.

Lin Lin, on the other hand, had his eyes closed, looking quite relaxed, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

March 7th's forehead creased with annoyance as she complained, "What are you two up to now? Xing, why are you suddenly acting as Lin Lin's 'massage girl'?"

Lin Lin slightly opened one eye, glanced at March 7, and revealed a profound and unfathomable expression that said, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Xing, on the other hand, couldn't hide her excitement and anticipation. She nodded her little head like a chick pecking at rice, as if something wonderful was about to happen. She even massaged Lin Lin's shoulders with more force.

The other passengers in the carriage seemed used to the scene, assuming that the two clowns were playing some new "game" again. They glanced at it and then continued to watch the game livestream or do their own thing.

March 7th sighed helplessly, feeling like he couldn't keep up with the thought process of this group of people.

Just then, Changyeyue, who had been sitting quietly next to March 7, suddenly leaned slightly and whispered in March 7's ear.

She first took a leisurely, almost greedy sniff of the faint, fresh scent of March 7th's hair, like morning dew, before speaking in a whisper, tinged with a mischievous chuckle, that only the two of them could hear:

"I overheard Lin Lin whispering to Xing..."

She paused deliberately, sensing that March 7th slightly shrank its neck because of the itch, before continuing:

"...In the future, we will appoint stars as messengers...that's roughly the idea."

As she spoke, Changyeyue naturally wrapped her arms around Sanyueqi's slender and soft waist from behind, resting her chin gently on her shoulder.

March 7th seemed completely accustomed to Changyeyue's affectionate gestures and paid no attention, only rolling her eyes at what she heard:

Huh? Appoint her as a messenger?

Press 1. Ah, so you want to become the Pleasure Messenger?

He might as well just say that he's about to ascend to become a new Star God!

Do you really believe such empty promises?

How silly of her, she was even happily massaging his shoulders!

……

(The game's story continues.)

As the plot unfolds, Silver Wolf navigates the simulated universe, leaping over various puzzles and traps with ease, rapidly approaching the target area.

Finally, she arrived at a room that resembled a "central control node".

In the center of the room stood a black tower doll.

Silver Wolf's projection walked up to the small black tower doll, stopped, looked it up and down, and then bluntly criticized it:

"Finally almost at the finish line. LOL, there's even a little black tower figure here."

She circled the little doll once, then continued her "sharp commentary":

"Isn't this person a bit narcissistic? Her face is everywhere on the entire space station—portraits, sculptures, holograms, and now they're even putting one in the simulated universe?"

She lightly tapped Little Black Tower's face with her finger, her tone tinged with frustration at a failed attempt:

"I was planning to add a little mustache to her face, but the spray just wouldn't go on—that's ridiculous."

She shrugged, looking utterly bewildered.

"The entire space station is like it's made of paper, except for her photo, which is completely airtight?"

Xing's reaction was a reflexive exclamation of praise, her gaze fixed intently on the Black Tower doll: "She's so beautiful!"

Even Screwgoom, unusually, smiled slightly and interjected to explain, "The Black Tower once commissioned me to design an encryption tool, and it turns out it's used here."

The viewers in the live chat were laughing so hard they were pounding their fists on the table.

"Hahaha! 'As thin as paper'! Silver Wolf's ultimate assessment of the space station's security system!"

"Black Tower: Other systems can be flawed, but my face absolutely cannot be ruined!"

"Black Tower: Image rights are paramount!"

"ScrewGumm: Look, my encryption tool has once again achieved perfect defense."

"You can tell that even Screws almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard this comment."

……

When the "landmark" of the Little Black Tower doll appears, it means that the story is about to reach its end.

Gui Naifen, piloting the Silver Wolf, easily defeated the last mini-boss on the way.

Where the BOSS disappeared, a futuristic-looking cassette-like object with a faint blue glow floated in the air—it was the "Punk Lord Spirit" Ether cassette!

However, according to the "video", the Silver Wolf projection walked up to the cassette tape, just "looked" at it quietly for a few seconds, and did not reach out to take it.

Just then, Screwgoom, who had been acting as both "narrator" and "commentator," suddenly underwent a subtle change in tone, no longer merely explaining the record:

"Even for a top-tier hacker, facing such a vast and complex data maze as the 'simulated universe,' the probability of accurately locating a specially encrypted artifact in a very short time is extremely low."

He paused, a knowing smile playing on his lips:

"unless…"

Screw Gum had barely finished speaking!

Ahead, the silver wolf projection that was supposed to be just "recording" suddenly turned around very naturally!

A smug, amused smile played on her lips as she said:

"Unless, there is a suitable mentor."

Xing's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with astonishment: "You...you are..."

Silver Wolf shrugged, spread his hands, and said smoothly and naturally, "That's right, it's me."

It turns out that Silver Wolf had not actually entered the simulated universe; everything that had just happened was just a performance.

The goal is to impersonate past footage, follow the star into the scene, and steal the cassette tape.

She blinked. "How was it? Did I act well?"

Xing finally realized: "You knew from the beginning? This was... planned?"

Screw's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of barely perceptible apology: "I'm sorry, the Black Tower forbids me from revealing any information beforehand. She says that in this plan, ignorance is more important than wisdom."

The live chat exploded with comments of sudden realization and "I knew it!"

"Here it comes! The reversal may be late, but it's here! Wolf Cub has fallen into the trap again in their second encounter!"

"Judging from this, it's clearly a trap set by Screws and Black Tower to lure us in! Silver Wolf's initial 'discovery' of this opportunity to 'invade the simulated universe and retrieve the cartridges' was probably a deliberately leaked bait!"

"Experts play the game strategically, step by step. Novices play it completely clueless."

Xing: Ah-ba-ba! What am I here for?

……

As Screw Goom "revealed his hand," his figure slowly appeared in the simulated universe with an elegant posture.

Screw Gum's mechanical body leaned forward slightly, performing an impeccable bow: "It is a pleasure and an honor to spar with you again. Black Tower said this cartridge can catch the big fish in the galaxy—her judgment is always accurate."

Surprisingly, Silver Wolf was "caught" on the spot, but his face showed no panic at the failure of his plan.

On the contrary, her eyes seemed to light up, and the smile on her lips widened, carrying an almost excited joy of encountering a formidable enemy and challenge.

"Screwgoo..." Silver Wolf's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, "Do you know how excited I was the moment you appeared?"

"Reality is a game—but what's the point of a game if you can't have fun? Two geniuses have extended an invitation and a challenge to me; how could I not gladly accept!"

Screwgoom listened quietly to her finish before calmly asking, "So now, the game seems to be nearing its end. Ms. Silver Wolf, are you sure... you can 'escape unscathed' with the 'prize' you want?"

Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow confidently: "Why not?"

Before she finished speaking, she moved slightly, and data streams gathered at her fingertips. It was clearly some kind of data deviating from the protocol, with the purpose of taking away the floating Ether cartridge!

However, Screw Goom remained calm and composed, making no move to stop her, simply "watching" her quietly.

The next second, the confident smile on Silver Wolf's face froze slightly.

Because the etheric cartridge she was holding, the moment she completed the disengagement agreement, vanished on its own with a "pop," like a fragile soap bubble in the sunlight.

That was just an elaborately forged replica.

The true "Punk Lord Spirit" artifact has long since been transferred elsewhere without anyone noticing.

Silver Wolf: "..."

She tilted her head: "What's this? You went to so much trouble, set up such a trap, and 'lured' me in... just to put on a 'magic show' and not do anything else?"

Screw Gum gently shook his head, his voice still gentle:

"Silver Wolf, I know your demands. The company's shackles can't hold you back, and prison is just another stage for your games. Black Tower and I have reached a consensus: we will no longer cater to your needs."

Upon hearing this, Silver Wolf clicked his tongue in disinterest and crossed his arms, saying, "How boring."

Screwgoom seemed to have anticipated her reaction and continued, "However, the Black Tower felt this result was too lenient and wanted to add a few more details. For example... right now, she has located all of your interstellar network accounts through reverse hacking—a total of 76, a considerable number."

The projection of the silver wolf trembled violently, its voice suddenly rising in pitch, filled with disbelief and a hint of panic:

"What?! Hey! Wait—!!!"

She forcibly severed the connection, but it seemed to be too late.

The comments section erupted in laughter, filled with schadenfreude and sympathy.

"Hahahaha! Silver Wolf: Oh no! My house's been burgled!"

"76 accounts! All wiped out! Ruthless! Absolutely ruthless! It's like killing someone and then destroying their spirit!"

"Account melted down! I'm so upset! I've committed murder!"

"She's panicking! She's really panicking! Her voice is trembling!"

"Account banned, like!"

"Title Douluo"

"76 StarCraft accounts?! Are you a hardcore gamer?"

"Hey, isn't that a coincidence? Screws, the 76th in the Genius Club."

……

Xing was a little confused by the sudden reversal and the rapidly developing plot. Before she could fully sort out her thoughts, she was sent out.

When her consciousness returned to reality, she found herself standing inside the Black Tower's office.

Before them, besides the smiling Screw Goom, there was also Black Tower, who had appeared out of nowhere, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, his face beaming with a triumphant smile of "great victory."

"Hmph! A resounding victory—!" Black Tower's voice was several decibels higher than usual, brimming with triumphant satisfaction. "Little guy, now you know how powerful Black Tower is, right?"

She announced smugly, "I've already had the guys at the company freeze all the accounts. I bet that girl is crying her eyes out over her computer right now, haha!"

The scene changes.

Scene switching.

No longer a bright space station, but the edge of a high-rise rooftop in a giant space city filled with cyberpunk style, where neon signs flash like a river of stars.

The night was illuminated by dazzling artificial light pollution, making it as bright as day.

In the distance, a giant holographic GG sign flowed with color, and a spacecraft silently traversed by, leaving a trail of light.

Silver Wolf was leaning against the railing at the edge of the rooftop, her head down.

A long, heavy sigh, as if all dreams had been lost, drifted away on the wind into the neon-lit night.

Kafka leaned gracefully against the metal railing, the evening breeze ruffling her long, wine-red hair.

With a knowing yet slightly mischievous gentle smile on her face, she quietly watched Silver Wolf, who was clearly in a "broken state".

Silver Wolf's fingers unconsciously traced the surface of the device, his voice muffled, carrying a trembling tone that betrayed a forced composure masking his impending collapse.

"It's all gone, absolutely nothing left... This is outrageous, so incredibly outrageous!"

Her voice gradually rose, until it almost broke into a sob:

Kaffa's tone was as gentle as if she were coaxing a child:

"Okay, okay! Stop crying and making a fuss, you're not a little kid anymore."

Silver Wolf suddenly raised his head, stubbornly retorting, but his voice had a distinct nasal tone:

"...I didn't! I didn't cry or make a scene!"

Judging from her tone, she was clearly about to cry from anger.

The joy in the comments section reached its peak at this moment:

"Hahaha! Listen to that sound! Isn't Little Pearl already teary-eyed?"

"Even a stubborn little wolf cub is so cute! 《I Didn't Cry and Make a Scene》"

"Thanks to the generous donor [Still Stubborn] for the 999 [Powered by Love]!"

Translation: I'm not on my guard.

"Mommy Kaffa, please hug me! I'm so upset!"

"Silver Wolf: I'm going to the company headquarters to retrieve my account!"

……

The story did not end with the silver wolf's crying and fussing.

In the scene, Silver Wolf seems to have made up her mind. She wipes her face hard and jumps down from the railing.

She gazed into the distance at the building that symbolized the headquarters of the Interstellar Peace Corporation, and a renewed flame of defiance rekindled in her eyes.

The screen gradually darkened.

A familiar, narrative-rich, deep male voice slowly rose, bringing the story to a lingering close:

She started running.

In the scene, the figure of the silver wolf moves swiftly through the neon-lit urban jungle, crossing flowing neon ribbons and leaping over illusory rivers formed by the torrent of data.

"Passing through neon lights, over the neon glow."

"Just like many years ago, on that spirited night when she resolutely left her hometown 'Punk Lord' and headed towards the vast starry sky."

The camera zooms out, and the silver wolf's running figure appears small yet determined against the backdrop of the vast city. Her shadow is lengthened and intertwined by countless light sources.

"The starlight lengthened her shadow, seemingly illuminating the chapters written in the galactic history of 'Punk Lord' by legendary hackers."

In the background, countless phantom figures seem to flash by; they are the pioneers who have left their mark on the history of Punk Lord.

Their ideals, their "way of the game," their vows, like unchanging stars, are etched in the boundless starry sky—

Different, distinctive voices emerged one after another:

A calm and wise voice: "The original 'role-playing players' said: Games are for experiencing different lives, for 'growth'."

A calm and decisive voice said: "A calm 'tactical strategy player' says: The game is about strategizing and planning, and about achieving ultimate 'victory'."

A rebellious voice: "A rebellious 'multiplayer co-op player' says: Games are for connecting with people, for unexpected 'encounters'."

A gentle, resonant voice said: "The compassionate 'textual narrative player' says: Games are for telling stories, for eternal 'remembering'."

The narration resumed, bringing the conversation back to the protagonist:

The final shot shows Silver Wolf standing at a high vantage point with a wide view, looking back at the silhouette where the city meets the starry sky.

"Now, this young 'galactic adventurer' from Punklords, facing countless new 'games' in the future, raises his head and says in a clear and firm voice—"

"Hmph! A game—"

"Just for the 'game'!"

"—That's all!"

The screen went completely black.

【Companion Mission: The Spirit of Punk Lord】

【Finish】

Gui Naifen breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "Wow...it's over! Although losing Wolf Baby's account is terrible, that last line was so cool! This is the true 'Punk Lord spirit'!"

The comments section was flooded with "Congratulations on the series ending!" and viewers expressed their anticipation for Silver Wolf's future and the possible plot of "reclaiming the account at the company headquarters."

"Hooray! Don't cry, little wolf, get up and keep going!"

"So, is this a new challenge? Are they going to raid the company headquarters?"

"For My 76 Precious Accounts: Braving the Company Headquarters"

Silver Wolf: I won't swallow this! Black Tower, Screw Goom, and the company... we'll see you later!

"Looking forward to what happens next! I really hope to play the scene in the game where Silver Wolf causes trouble at the company!"

"The Punk Lord Spirit—Never give up, always looking for the next 'game'!"