2077: V really knows how awesome he is

The C particle is responsible for this phenomenon.

While distorting space, C particles also absorb the kinetic energy of the surrounding environment as their own energy. Although the kinetic energy can be transferred back from other places due to the fluidity and mutual influence of the environment, it will eventually explode one day, causing a "kinetic energy vacuum" on the entire planet. Even the movement of molecules stops due to the loss of energy, which forms the white frost that freezes everything.

Now that we know the principles and mechanisms of white frost, dealing with it is not difficult.

The simplest solution is to move to another planet, just like the elves. After all, the influence of the white frost is limited, and the universe is vast and boundless. Even if the elves were to teleport on a large scale every day, it would take them one or two hundred million years to cause a white frost across the universe. It shouldn't be a big problem.

Secondly, it is necessary to calculate the kinetic energy required for each jump and make reasonable allocation and planning. This approach can significantly slow down the arrival of frost, and from a certain perspective, it can be considered a solution to the frost problem.

Finally, the most direct and brute-force method is to artificially generate kinetic energy to break the "kinetic energy vacuum." Simply put, if frost freezes everything, then just bring over the sun to warm it up. Of course, this is a bit of a stretch, but that's the theory.

Calculations show that the planets in the Alder world are slightly larger than Earth. The energy required to restore such a "kinetic vacuum" seems astronomical, but it is not impossible.

Kayo Nakamura said that dropping 142744 nuclear bombs would fill the gap.

V thought that by having humans work overtime and using the existing stockpile, they could probably gather 14 nuclear bombs. However, after learning what nuclear bombs were, Ciri immediately called off the plan. She didn't doubt that V could solve the Frostbite problem, but she suspected that solving it that way would also blow up the Elven Empire.

Although V repeatedly emphasized that the explosion was calculated and would not cause too much damage to the Elven Empire, Ciri still firmly opposed it.

V had already experienced how stubborn this girl could be in bed, so she was too lazy to say anything more and simply asked, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

"You can't just say you want to bring heat from somewhere else? I'll do it!"

According to the prophecy of the Elven Empire, the Daughter of Time and Space is the one who will end White Frost, so Gale and the others support Ciri.

But when it came to prophecy, V remembered that there were also fortune tellers in Night City, so he quickly called Misty over to have her fortune told.

The divination indicates: Great fortune, but beware of petty people; it is advisable to overcome obstacles.

She didn't know who the little person was, but she knew what it meant to break through barriers.

Seeing that Misty had already said it was a sure thing, V agreed to Ciri's plan.

For many years, Bai Shuang has been suppressed in the north by the Elven Empire using secret techniques. That place has become a frozen wasteland, and any magic or machinery there will immediately break down. Ciri was preparing to teleport there alone, but V stood beside her as she was leaving.

"you?"

“Let’s go together. If you’re exhausted, someone has to carry you back.” V said with a smile, “Just like those other nights.”

Ciri blushed and said, "Mind your own business," but still took V's hand, and the two disappeared together.

Then, the frost melted away, and spring returned to the world.

V and Ciri are back in good luck! Tonight... let's have a drinking contest!

At the elf celebration banquet, Geralt frowned as he looked at Ciri, who was all lovey-dovey with V, and said to Yennefer, "Yennefer, Ciri and President V...?"

Yennefer shrugged. "Geralt, the kids are all grown up now."

“But they are both women.” Geralt stood up. “I need to speak with President V.”

Yennefer rolled her eyes: "You can't beat V."

Geralt sat down again: "You're right, the child is grown up."

He looked at Ciri, who was smiling happily, and the retired old Witcher smiled too.

His daughter is safe, his teacher is alive, his brothers are always around him, his friends surround him, and his lover stands by his side—Geralt had thought about many possible endings for himself, but this was undoubtedly the best one yet.

He tapped the plate with his spoon, stood up amidst everyone's gaze, and asked in a deep voice:

"Anyone want to play a game of Gwent? I'll bet the V card."

Yes, a new card called "V" has been added to Gwent, and a new drink called "Geralt" has been added to the bar in Afterlife.

Panan returned from his long journey and noticed the change. Curious, he asked Rogue, "Was Geralt a great warrior?"

“No,” Roger replied, “He was a great father.”

A winding but perfect ending—that's how the Witcher story ends.