Ruan Mei begged me to go back? I can't go back anymore

Kafka stood in front of a French window, admiring her coat, and responded with a leisurely smile.

"I don't think you need my comfort. Didn't you take back the headquarters of the Internet company in Pier Point?"

"You gave all players in the universe of that game free five-star characters of their choice. You are amazing."

After hearing Kafka promote her glorious deeds, Silver Wolf's mood improved a lot.

And this world-famous genius also began to think about the intention behind Kafka's conversation with him about Hayami's true identity.

After thinking about it, she quickly locked on the key.

"You mean..."

"Ruan Mei?"

When mentioning this name, even Silver Wolf couldn't help but emphasize his tone and show respect.

Ruan Mei is a gentle and elegant female scholar, member No. 81 of the "Genius Club", and an expert in the field of life sciences.

Silver Wolf didn't want to elaborate on how great this so-called "Genius Club" was.

But she is destined to be the girl that the "Genius Club" cannot get!

Humph, it’s not like I wasn’t chosen by the Star God of Wisdom, Boshizun!

In short, Ruan Mei, who was selected and invited to join the "Genius Club", is undoubtedly a genius who can rank among the top and leave her name on the vast scale of the entire universe.

Rumor has it that for her, even cultivating a planet is extremely easy.

All things grow between her delicate hands.

But correspondingly - everything was destroyed with the flip of her palm.

Even though she is an organic life form with the same destiny as the Silver Wolf.

But compared to her, Silver Wolf is actually closer to ScrewGum, an inorganic life form who is also a member of the "Genius Club".

There is no special reason.

I just feel that even Luosi Gumu...maybe he is more humane than Ruan Mei.

"Hayagiri, is it her child!?"

"Maybe it was a child she abandoned."

Kafka smiled as she said this.

Only her reflection in the mirror could show how cold her eyes were, as if they were cold enough to freeze the proudly blooming plum blossoms.

She felt that the residents of Tianyiwu had no idea what fear was, which was enough to call them demons.

So Ruan Mei, what should you be called when you have no respect for life?

"Abandoned?"

Silver Wolf also curled his lips to express his contempt for such behavior.

Even she would not abandon her gaming accounts, even if they were not even digital lives!

"Even if he was abandoned, it doesn't explain why he is here."

"But this kind of nonsensical prank does give me a whiff of Aha."

"Could it be that this star god who controls the destiny of happiness is planning to have fun with us?"

"It doesn't matter. The more you care about Him, the more likely you will be treated as a joke."

“Just go with the flow.”

"Over time, He will naturally feel bored and embarrassed and look away."

Kafka put on the black coat and looked relaxed.

"So what you mean is to let Hayami stay."

"But I don't think he has the talent to join our Star Core Hunters."

"Besides, Elio didn't..."

"Who said he would join the Star Core Hunters?"

Kafka smiled cunningly, more charming than a fox.

"It's not impossible to be just a little servant."

"Oh, woman."

Chapter 6: Isn't that still a fool?

Kafka is not a soft-hearted god who would take in homeless children.

That's why Yinlang didn't think that her purpose of keeping Zaowu was so simple.

The girl's mind was quick and flashed through the palace of memory like lightning, extracting the part about Kafka.

Kafka once told a lie. All the residents on her planet worshiped the pure and beautiful star god Idrila, and vowed to protect her beauty with the swords in their hands.

But one day, He suddenly disappeared and no one knew where He was.

This is certainly not to say that Hayami may have any connection with the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila.

Silver Wolf simply wanted to express his feelings.

Hayami--he is so handsome!

It has reached the point where even Kafka, who is obsessed with looks, is moved!

As for Silver Wolf’s opinion of Early Mist.

Humph, what can I think?

At most, I think that when I play two-player games in the future, I don’t have to control two characters by myself, which is really great~

Expecting Blade and Kafka to play games with Silver Wolf?

She might as well become an intelligent robot!

"I'm going to go check on Hayami. I hope he wasn't killed by the blade."

Silver Wolf said this and left the room.

The girl pretended to be casual by blowing a bubble gum bubble.

Hiding his vague concern for Zao Wu in his heart.

Kafka smiled faintly, her pink pupils dark and deep.

"Aren, you are much gentler than you think."

"Ah……"

If Silver Wolf hadn't seen how Blade went crazy, she might have actually believed it.

Silver Wolf returned to the fireplace in the hall and found that the two were gone.

She casually waved a virtual control screen and tapped it rapidly with her fingertips in black gloves.

Soon, a cyber pixel-style portal appeared in front of her.

The silver wolf stepped in and appeared in the cold snow and ice the next second.

She couldn't help but make a "hiss..." sound.

Ren's tall figure stood in front, facing the wind and snow with ease, letting his clothes flutter, he remained motionless.

In contrast, Zao Wu looked much more pitiful. He was shivering in the cold wind wearing only a set of androgynous pajamas.

But even so, the white-haired young man was still unwilling to put down the sword of the immortal boat called "Zhili" which was full of murderous aura and had torn his ten fingertips into bloody marks.

The sword named "Zhili" is flawless, and its lacquer color is gleaming with blood.

Kafka said that his body was a hundred times more sensitive than that of an average person.

In other words, an environment where even you feel cold.

To him, it might be like an extremely cold ice prison.

"Oh no... Could this child be of the same species as Blade?"

He was naturally good at self-abuse.

The silver wolf frowned and muttered as he walked towards the direction of the morning mist, leaving a trail of small footprints in the snow.

She couldn't imagine the consequences if Zao Wu embarked on the path of "destruction".

Maybe... he can go even further than Blade?

To the point of no return?

Besides, she had already noticed that Hayami was wearing her pajamas.

Perhaps because of its neutral style and the relatively suitable relationship, Kafka used it.

But she never cared.

At most, she was slightly stunned when she realized that she had just worn that pajamas yesterday and had not had time to wash them.

"Blade, Hayami is not your toy!"

It was rare for Silver Wolf to speak to a man with a hint of anger in his voice.

Ren did not turn around or say anything, but continued to gaze with admiration at the young man who was holding the sword in the standard posture beside him.

Hayami spared a bit of her strength to defend Ren.

The rest was all used to resist the erosion of cold wind and evil spirits.

He is actually very good at pleasing others and can find the best solution in any situation.

But at certain moments he is as stubborn as a fool.

"No, Sister Silver Wolf..."

"I asked Brother Blade to teach me swordsmanship..."

That was after Blade asked him - "Want to learn sword from me, boy?"

Hayami asked him back, "If I can learn it, will Kafka...sister not chase me away?"

Blade responded: "She will not abandon someone who is useful to her."

Hayami: "...I will be a useful child."

Ren turned and stepped into the snow outside the supply base.

Zao Wu shrank his neck. The fireplace behind him emitted warmth all the time, wrapping around his still weak body like tentacles, trying to keep him.

He pushed away the wisps of heat one by one and chased after Blade's tall figure.

……

The fact that Hayami could hold that sword was far beyond Ren's expectations.

So he became more interested and ordered Hayami to stand in the wind and snow with a sword in hand to see how long he could hold on.

The arrival of Silver Wolf may be able to stop Blade's madness.

But she couldn't change Hayami's own determination.

He stubbornly rejected the girl's concern, but did not forget to thank her politely.

This is the gentleness that seems to be engraved in the boy's bones.

Even though he can no longer remember what shaped his character.

It is the data and parameters of life sciences, experiments and surgeries for modifying genes.

Or is it just because of that expectation?

Be a polite child and your mother will like you.

He stood in the snow with the sword in his hand, and gradually he no longer felt the cold, no longer shivered, and even no longer blinked.

The whole person seemed to have entered a state of selflessness with a clear sword mind.

But in fact.