Star Dome Railway, I am surrounded by strange things!

So after going through the code character by character and streamlining the basic library, Silver Wolf took a deep breath, determined to draw from the character pool. He compiled the library to be extremely concise, even deleting all the comments, and saved it to Jiang Yan's arm, praying silently:

"No, memory is full. No, memory is full. No, what?"

Seeing her code enter Jiang Yan's arm like a drop in the ocean, failing to even fill a single basic energy unit, Silver Wolf fell into a state of doubt about her life. She grabbed Jiang Yan's arm with both hands, lifting it up, lowering it, twisting it back and forth, and leaning forward to examine it, transforming her face into the code. Finally, finding nothing, she simply opened her mouth and bit down on the arm that had brought her endless doubts, trying to verify whether it was primarily composed of flesh and blood.

"It hurts! What are you doing?"

Jiang Yan had never expected the girl named Silver Wolf to actually bite him with the same ferocity as a wolf. He nearly triggered his protective flames, but he quickly retracted his power, preventing the arena's owner from being incinerated. However, without any protection, he was bitten painfully by the silver-gray girl's small fangs, which dug deep into his skin, forcing him to shake his arms off.

Such an abstract scene, even Kafka and Sam were confused by the Silver Wolf's behavior, which was not sure whether to call it a sudden attack or a sudden illness:

"Baoer, what's wrong with you? Is little ginger so delicious?"

"Huh? Ahem...Silver Wolf, why is this happening?"

Only then did Silver Wolf realize how outrageous his behavior had been. However, embarrassment and shyness were soon replaced by ecstasy. He looked at Jiang Yan as if he had just finished drawing all his life. The light in his eyes simply terrified Jiang Yan:

"You, what are you going to do..."

Suddenly, the silver wolf smiled brilliantly, waved his fist, and shouted fiercely:

"I've changed my mind. During this time, I've requisitioned you from Sam. Just be good and let me level you up! What Masked Fool? Watch me turn him into ashes in seconds!"

Oops, I've been entangled by a fool! : Chapter 102 Renting Space

For Punklord hackers, memory size directly determines their attack speed and ultimate capabilities. If memory is too small, many things must be pre-compiled and temporarily overwritten, or even impossible to complete due to the excessive size of the runtime library.

Not to mention others, even Silver Wolf herself, the four virtual personalities AI "Friends", "Devil", "Worker" and "Slave" that help her deal with problems can only be mounted in her smart pistol "Prometheus" and can only be loaded when necessary.

In this situation, how could Silver Wolf not be ecstatic when he suddenly met a guy with almost infinite memory?

If Jiang Yan were a Punklord hacker, then Silver Wolf wouldn't have any problem with any of his memory. But as a mere mortal, such a vast amount of unused information storage would clearly be a challenge. This wasn't just a game; as long as she established a data connection with sufficient bandwidth between them, she could use their vast storage as a cloud server at any time, storing all her own vast ideas, countless runtime libraries that simply wouldn't fit locally, and even turning "friends," "demon kings," "workers," and "slaves" into real beings!

But how to bribe this guy? Silver Wolf couldn't help but worry about this most crucial question.

Among the Punklord hackers, where data is everything, even married couples wouldn't share each other's memories. After all, doing so could easily confuse their own existence, which would be more harmful than beneficial. For Punklord hackers, this level of sharing couldn't even be described as negative distance contact; it had reached the realm of "fusion," a level of curiosity with absolutely no precedent.

What's even more terrifying is that this kind of transaction is absolutely impossible to deceive. After all, it is you who are handing over important things to the other party for safekeeping, not them. Once the other party finds out that this is a scam and closes the connection, won't you be the one who suffers?

However, if we were to make a deal, how could I have the compensation that would make the other party agree to share my life?

Wait a minute, it seems that there is a possibility... Silver Wolf couldn't help but look at Sam with ill intent. Although he was posing in a mighty manner, he was obviously secretly paying attention to Jiang Yan.

Should we take advantage of her deep sleep to wrap her up along with the medical cabin in a ribbon and mail it to the Immortal Boat?

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But soon, Silver Wolf shook his head. This shy guy who had not dared to see his true face until now would really set the sea on fire if he found out that he was naked and packaged as a gift.

In desperation, Silver Wolf had to come clean in a very un-hackerish way:

"Listen, I don't know where the energy in your forearm comes from, but for the hackers of Punklode, it is simply the most powerful artifact, an artifact that can store countless pieces of information."

"If I could have taken it away, I would have already done so, but now, you've made a huge profit. Frankly speaking, I want to borrow some of your space as my cloud server to store some of my things, as long as you are willing and agree to establish a sufficiently high-speed and stable data channel between us. In return, from now on, your business will be my business. As long as it does not affect Elio's script and my progress, you can come to me for anything. What do you think? Consider it."

Silver Wolf has never been good at bargaining. Faced with the temptation that no Punk Lord hacker can refuse, she simply threw out all the chips in her hand.

However, this straight attack stunned not only Jiang Yan, but even Kafka and Sam.

You know, this Wolf Treasure had just explained the significance of the Ether Cartridge as an information carrier to the Punklord hackers, and vowed, "Which hacker would live to hand over his Ether Cartridge to someone else?"

And in the blink of an eye, you're going to use this thing as your ether cassette?

More importantly, everyone understands the principle of the reality editing skill. What is the difference between this level of "high-speed and stable data channel" and a direct connection between two people's souls?

This is too fast for nothing!

After his mind went blank, Jiang Yan finally understood why the other party was so out of control.

Although the power in his arms was just a fragment created by a fragment, it still came from the body of an Extinction Lord. Even if it was lacking in "quantity", in terms of structural precision and carrying capacity, there would not be many rivals under the Star God. How could the Silver Wolf, who was also an energy creature, not be hit by the dimensionality reduction attack?

Borrowing his sister as a cloud server? Not impossible... Anyway, this guy is overeating every meal now, and it's only a matter of time before he gets "fat". Splitting a small piece of him to use as a cloud server would probably be enough for Silver Wolf.

For such a small price, he could get unlimited help from one of the most famous hackers in the universe. Isn't that a huge bargain? Not to mention that he could help him master the miracle of reality editing and repel the Masked Fool who came to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan nodded without hesitation:

"No problem. I owe you, Sam, and Miss Kafka a lot of favors over such a long time. If I can be of any help to you, then come on!"

Jiang Yan sold this favor beautifully. Not only was Silver Wolf incredibly touched, but even Kafka and Sam turned to look at him. Although Sam's iron head couldn't reveal his expression, Kafka's expression had softened noticeably.

"Some movies have endings you know from the start, but even if you know the ending, there are still hundreds of ways to interpret the story. Little one, I like the one you chose."

After saying that, he patted Silver Wolf's shoulder, with a subtle expression on his face, and said softly:

"Baoer, even though there's no script, I still smell the scent of destiny."

Afterwards, she stretched out her perfect curves to her heart's content and said in a lazy voice:

"Okay, I can finally get some more rest during this time. Sam, let's go."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Jiang Yan, and without waiting for Sam's reply, he completely disappeared from the arena.

Sam glanced at Jiang Yan, then said, "Remember what I said when you face the Masked Fool," and left the arena. Only Silver Wolf was left looking at Jiang Yan with a face full of emotion, embarrassment, uneasiness, and excitement.

From the beginning, she wanted to say something to express her gratitude to Jiang Yan for his generosity, but when the words came to her lips several times, she found that her two companions were here, and she was too embarrassed to say anything sentimental...

Finally, when they were gone, looking at Jiang Yan's trusting and expectant eyes, Silver Wolf found that he was too shy to say what he wanted to say. In the end, he could only pretend to be heroic and patted his chest and said:

"Huh, fate? Fate without a script, isn't it just up to me to play it out freely?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you from now on!"

Oops, I've Been Caught by a Fool!: Chapter 103: Copying God

What will you do after replacing your 256GB hard drive with a 256TB hard drive? Of course, you will start migrating and downloading data like crazy!

Soon, the Silver Wolf turned into a data ghost composed of codes and numbers, tightly wrapped around Jiang Yan's arm, and like a vortex composed of characters, it flowed into Jiang Yan's arm at a high speed while spinning.

If we were to choose the thing that Punk Lord hackers hate the most, I believe that having to repeatedly load and unload commonly used modules due to limited space would definitely be the winner.

Modules that I use every day have to be reloaded each time I use them, and then the data has to be migrated from the cartridge. After use, I have to delete them immediately to make room, and then wait until tomorrow or even a few hours later to start all over again...

This senseless, yet inescapable, pure torture was something every hacker abhorred. Now, with nothing to worry about but the sheer effort of extracting the countless data from the cassette, Silver Wolf felt like he'd just finished a long bath on a sweltering summer night, then laid back in his pajamas, enjoying the summer breeze. Every pore felt incredibly clear, and he couldn't stop.

"Hahahaha, if we move these big guys out, we can run commonly used modules directly locally in the future!"

"This is a golden finger! De-stressing? No need anymore! Go!"

"Replace, rename, paste! These damn modules that require temporary compilation can now be divided into dozens of parts and called directly! No more temporary parameter replacement!"

"Operation logs, move them! No more rolling back versions every day!"

However, after the excitement wore off, Silver Wolf regained her sanity and discovered a key problem: even if she could quickly copy the data to Jiang Yan in the arena, Jiang Yan would always have to transmit the data back to his body. Although the transmission speed of the game cabin was quite good, how long would it take to transmit this amount of data?

Thinking of this, Silver Wolf had no choice but to return to his human form with an unhappy look on his face, stamping his feet heavily and complaining:

"Damn it! I forgot we're online now. So, you wait for me in your harem, I'll say hello to Elio and come find you."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Yan's reply, he hurriedly turned off the host and kicked Jiang Yan, who was still confused, offline.

Harem? What the hell?

However, Jiang Yan's advantage is that he never dwells on things he doesn't understand. After waking up from the game cabin, he directly asked Ting Yun for help:

"...This is how it all happened. Sister, would you mind cutting out a piece to accommodate her?"

After hearing such an outrageous thing, even someone as knowledgeable as Tingyun couldn't help but sigh at his brother's ability to provoke messy beings.

You know, when it comes to predicting the future, even Xi Yan, who had bewitched Fu Xuan, is no match for her. Although she's just a fragment, unable to predict and manipulate the fate of a planet as easily as Huanlong, Tingyun still has the confidence to easily predict a person's choices and fate.

However, this confidence was almost completely gone in front of his younger brother.

What kind of fate could be so chaotic, easily dragging countless powerful people, including myself, into the entanglement? I really can't figure it out!

Tingyun was certainly familiar with the hackers of Punklode. Though both were energy creatures, their essences were completely different. Suiyang was a swarming creature with a smallest unit similar to a "cell," while the Punklode hackers, whose souls were based on data and code, were, in Tingyun's eyes, nothing more than intelligent machines among energy creatures. Aside from their independent souls, they were no different from machines.

Who would refuse a useful machine that was delivered to their doorstep? Even if this machine had a soul, Tingyun still had ten thousand ways to make it work for him, or for his brother.

So after a moment of silence, Tingyun said in a very subtle tone:

"Of course, it's your request, Xiao Jiang! But... Xiao Jiang, do you really know what this behavior means?"

Seeing that he was about to listen to another lecture on the strange three views of energy creatures, Jiang Yan felt numb, for fear that he would hear shocking news such as energy fusion equals fusion, energy cutting equals childbirth, etc.

With his worldview completely shattered by these horrific analogies, Jiang Yan decided to play the role of an ostrich and ignore them. He immediately covered his ears and begged for mercy:

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Sister, I beg you, please don't tell me!"

However, what Jiang Yan didn't expect was that Ting Yun, who always teased him for a long time, did not pursue his victory this time, but let him go very easily:

"Okay, since you don't want to know, Xiao Jiang, I won't force you to know. Just don't regret it later and don't cry in front of me."

This gentle handling made Jiang Yan even more nervous.

Hey, hey, hey, please explain clearly! Isn't it scaring me more when you say that?

But it was clear that the later one learned this forbidden knowledge, the later one would be exposed to all sorts of strange and bizarre worldviews. Even though Jiang Yan knew he was likely to suffer a serious blow again, he still didn't dare ask Tingyun what this meant under Sui Yang's worldview. He could only rely on "not knowing" to protect his pure heart.

What a mess! I'm just an emotionless cloud service provider—Jiang Yanyun. I don't care about anything else!

So Jiang Yan returned to bed from the game cabin with great doubts and worries and went to catch up on his sleep.

On the other side, the excited Silver Wolf jumped up after turning off the host and ran directly to Elio's room.

The door had already been opened for Silver Wolf. As always, no one could give him any surprises. Silver Wolf was no longer surprised by this and discarded all politeness and rhetoric. He said directly:

"When is the next mission? So I can come back early."

The lazy black cat raised its head and looked at the excited little guy in front of it with subtle eyes:

"Don't worry, you will come back on your own before then."

Silver Wolf didn't bother questioning or doubting Elio's words. Since Elio had said so, he naturally didn't need to worry about his vacation overdue. So, Silver Wolf happily waved goodbye to his leader, then transformed into data form and entered the interstellar internet, becoming a data ghost that no one could capture.

As a "ghost," she naturally knew no taboos. All restrictions, passwords, and door locks were completely meaningless before this legendary hacker. Like a digital fish, she effortlessly swam upstream from a small tributary of the interstellar internet network, quickly reaching the main trunk of the ultra-long-range telemetry network that transmitted data between planets at high speed. Riding this "express train," she transmitted her digitized form to the newly constructed main base station of the interstellar internet network in Beloberg in just a few hours.

However, just as Silver Wolf was trying to use Beloberg's network to teleport directly to Jiang Yan's gaming console, she encountered a problem. It wasn't the sophisticated technology or the security experts that stumped her, but the planet's ancient network, dating back seven or eight Amber Ages.

After simply testing the internet speed, Silver Wolf abandoned this stupid route, which was slower than walking, and instead chose to "borrow" the high-powered broadcast satellite of the Interstellar Peace Company and project himself directly there. Soon, the small figure gradually began to pixelate from the base station and vanished into thin air.

"Authorization... obtained, interface... approved, transmission begins."

"It's so slow... It really is a primitive planet suitable only for primitive people. How do they survive with this kind of internet speed?"

While complaining about Beloberg's network environment, Silver Wolf successfully locked onto Jiang Yan's location based on the data provided by the satellite, and used the maximum-power interstellar broadcast signal to directly make himself appear on the sofa in the room.

"Hi! I'm here, let's get started!"

At this time, Jiang Yan was eating breakfast alone in the guest room.

The action and determination of the Beloberg people really exceeded his imagination. Until now, he did not want to be tied to a wedding robe, so his three meals a day and a change of clothes could only be secretly delivered by Bronya's personal maid. If it were not for Bronya chatting with him every night and Sam, who had no tasks recently, being available for training at any time, he would probably have become autistic.

Just as Jiang Yan was thinking about what he should do all day since Silver Wolf was away and Sam had no appointments, and Bronya was busy with work, he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation in the energy in front of him. A high-frequency energy beam suddenly gathered on the sofa, and like building blocks, it piled higher and higher, and became denser and denser. Under infinite nesting and superposition, it soon turned into a figure he had just seen several systems ago.

What the hell is this? Just a few system calls, and this guy's already here! Are you even more powerful than those "Golden Timely Rain" guys on the Starry Sky Train?

More importantly, this is Bronya's bedroom. How can you come here without saying hello?

But Jiang Yan, who had just received benefits from the other party, couldn't just chase him away when they met, so he could only remind him gently:

"How did you get in?"

However, Silver Wolf said as if it was a matter of course:

"Why? Before you go to someone's house as a guest, do you tell them first?"

After seeing Jiang Yan's expression of being unable to complain, she nodded in a "reasonable" manner:

"I understand. It's a difference in habits. Punklord doesn't have this tradition, and Star Core Hunters generally don't do things this way. But since I said I'm protecting you, I naturally have to say hello to you first. See, I'm treating you well, right?"

"Well, what else?" Jiang Yan really wanted to know how these lawless guys usually visit each other?

However, facing the cloud server that was about to be acquired, even a few polite words had already exhausted Silver Wolf's patience. Without waiting for an answer, she stood up and hugged Jiang Yan's arm, transforming into a data ghost again and starting to transfer data, while casually saying:

"Don't movies often have that scene where a person comes home and turns on the light, only to find someone already sitting on the sofa waiting for them? Kafka and Blade both love to do that."

"As for Sam, he never gives anyone a chance to turn on the light. He turns them to ashes the moment they walk through the door."

"Okay, enough small talk. Do you know how anxious I am to experience the feeling of reaching the maximum level? If you want to ask anything, you can always ask after the data is migrated!"

Max out the experience? I really can't wait even a second.

Jiang Yan imagined that if it were him, after drawing a character he had long admired, he would probably fill up the experience book in the next second, and no one would be able to stop him. He immediately felt empathy and gave up all resistance, letting this guy start to frantically migrate data, decompress, and compile on the spot.