Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

So, she asked, “For example?”

"There is a gun that can give a score from 0 to 100 to the creatures that appear in its crosshairs."

"...Where's the fun in this?"

"Aren't you curious about how many points you will get? I'd really like to know."

This was a lie. Silver Wolf had already given himself a score long before Kafka came.

——The score reached an astonishing 110 points. Should I say it's worthy of her?

It's amazing that I could get such a high score in a scoring game where the full score is only 100.

Well, she admitted, that was a bonus for her hacking skills.

Kafka, who knew her companion's character well, just smiled gently and changed the subject lightly.

"Okay, if it's on your way, let's go and have some fun~ Where is the target location?"

"Continue along the corridor behind the door on the left, and you'll find a room containing some kind of 'strange object'."

"Where is the 'star core'?"

"It can tell us where the core of a star is."

Getting down from her chair, Silver Wolf looked towards the room deep in the corridor. The data she found from the space station was enough for her to determine the approximate location of the storage items.

But before that—

"Further ahead is the core area of ​​the space station, where there will be many pawns of the Antimatter Legion."

"Okay."

Tsk, boring and uninteresting plot dialogue.

The girl curled her lips in boredom.

As you follow the route, just like in all retro adventure games, before the protagonists get the precious treasures, they will inevitably face an ambush.

"Stop. There's something ahead."

Kafka, with her keen senses, issued a warning, while the genius hacker girl Silver Wolf showed a bored expression.

"Yes, it seems we are the ones who were ambushed."

"It's a pity that they are the ones who are surrounded."

This is another battle that can't even be considered a leveling battle.

Kafka looked around. All the people here had been evacuated. Although it was unclear how talented they were in research, in terms of following orders, they were more obedient than most canine creatures.

"Was this an order from the Black Tower himself?"

"Looking at the access logs, that woman has only logged in here once, apart from the incident caused by the little poet a while ago. Her earliest login can be traced back to half a year ago. This time was no different. The pulse destroyed the main control system, and her access to the puppet's network was also slightly hindered..."

This is a speculation that even Silver Wolf himself does not believe.

A guy from the Genius Club couldn't solve a simple remote login issue. Perhaps the bigger reason was that Elio's script stated that the Star Core Hunters wouldn't encounter the Black Tower, and for some reason, she hadn't logged in to check on the situation there.

This is also very normal. Not everyone has nothing to do every day to check what is happening in their toy box.

"So, where is the star core?"

"Elio's script didn't mention the exact location of the star's core. Ha—this is probably the second most outrageous thing I've encountered this year."

"As much as I'd like to ask what the most outrageous thing is, we have to get back to work right now. Please be more professional."

"Alright. Commander, from the above text, we can see that we did not find the star core through physical movement."

Silver Wolf was very serious, as if he was reciting his script.

"What kind of weird narrative style is this? Breaking down simple things into more complex expressions, don't you think that this goes against the original purpose of language?"

"That's not true. You have to know that these days, games with more obscure and tedious settings and more sophisticated-sounding coinage are more popular with players.

If I just speak in plain language, my talent will be inferior... Ahem. Is it necessary to delete this paragraph? "

Just like in third-rate movies, there are always various flaws, but as long as the subsequent cover-up work is done, this small flaw can also become something like an Easter egg, right?

After deleting the discussion paragraph, Silver Wolf looked at the terminal device in the room and finally revealed an expression that said "it's time to get down to business."

"...There are many bizarre things in this space station. It wouldn't be surprising if there were some strange objects specifically designed to cover up something."

"Using a 'strange object' to hide a 'strange object' is indeed something that woman would do... You've been looking through the catalog for so long, I guess you have some idea, right?"

Kafka simply shrugged, pretending to be completely oblivious to what had happened earlier. Silver Wolf continued, speaking as if it were a pre-set dialogue between characters.

"We have all the necessary clues. Now we just need a little skill."

"uh-huh?"

"That's it, that one. It's a room designed to hide something, but the solution always lies somewhere near the hidden object."

Silver Wolf pointed at the terminal device.

"For example, put the door key under the doormat and write down the account password in the notes on the phone?"

"6. A very vivid metaphor."

As soon as she finished speaking, the hacker girl also found the only unaffected terminal hidden in the monitoring room.

Although the process is a bit simple and crude, but - dear friends, not everyone is willing to spend a lot of time on the boring decryption process, right?

"Very good, it works better than anything else. Let me see what this is—"

She read out the number of the wonder item above.

"Strange Item 211: 'Blind Spot': A simple light-reflecting field makes objects within the area less noticeable, but as soon as other objects become less noticeable, it becomes apparent."

"Did the Black Tower use such a simple gadget to hide her treasure?"

"The simpler the trick, the harder it is to detect. Isn't that our motto? Besides, I don't think this guy would value this thing that much."

Silver Wolf was disappointed that he couldn't use the Colombo technique this time, but time was running out after all.

After Kafka operated the terminal, a light curtain appeared out of thin air, and the other side seemed to be connected to a certain space.

This reminded her of something Silver Wolf had said earlier.

"There's another weird thing."

"According to the data, it's just a normal omni-system image. But it's covered in a layer... well, I can only be sure that this place wasn't Diagon Alley in the past."

"Then let's go through and have a look. It doesn't matter, we won't get killed here."

"Yeah. I don't want to read the plot again. Do you know how frustrating it is not being able to skip the text?"

...After touching the light curtain, a new space appeared.

"Oh, that's an interesting idea. As expected of a member of the Genius Club."

"The star core is right before our eyes, hurry up. I just glanced over and saw that they are almost there—"

So, with the help of Silver Wolf, Kafka took out the star core.

"So, what about the preparation of the carrier?"

"It's already prepared. You decide."

"Elliot said that this choice will change a lot of things..."

"Elliot also said that you have to be the one to make this choice."

So, it's time to start the carrier and give her a name.

"How about giving her a new name?"

"Hmm... let's just call it 'Xing'."

"Very decisive. At least this ID hasn't been used twice."

"How much more will she remember?"

Kafka asked before putting the star core into the girl's body.

"At least I'll remember you."

"Is this so..."

Kafka's eyes revealed complexity for the first time. She didn't know what to name this feeling.

But she was very clear that her action would give birth to a new life, and it would live in the script prepared for her by others.

To resist or to obey?

It's all up to you to decide.

The star core merged into it, and the dazzling light flowed into the girl's body.

And in the girl's hazy consciousness, a voice sounded softly.

"Time to wake up."

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Chapter 111 Doomsday Beast

She was half asleep and half awake. She could clearly hear other people's voices in her ears, but she couldn't bring her consciousness up from the drowsy surface. It was as if someone was dragging her legs down to the bottom.

Wake up quickly...

Otherwise, bad things will happen.

Xing frowned unconsciously.

The carrier of external expression naturally reveals the expression without any concealment.

Kafka looked at the silver wolf, but received a confused look from her as well.

"She looked miserable."

"Anyone who wants to sleep but is forced to wake up by the word spirit technique will not be very happy."

"But you know our play can't start without this."

Kafka reached out her hand, trying to smooth her brow, and at the moment of touching, Xing seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and she looked at Kafka.

Although the memory was fragmented and could not be organized into an effective logical picture, the woman in front of him occupied a large part of it.

But, I can't even remember her name...

"...Who are you?"

The confusion and vigilance in the girl's eyes pierced Kafka's heart like a sharp knife.

This made her eyes look a little lonely, and she subconsciously asked her companion next to her.

"Didn't you say you would remember me?"

"Maybe you're not as important as you think?"

Silver Wolf does not cover emotional after-sales issues.

"Besides, I think you'd better finish what you need to say as soon as possible. According to the script, the people from the Star Train are almost here, and we shouldn't follow them."

"……I see."

Kafka kept caressing Xing's cheek, and then she kissed her with her red lips: "Listen to me..."

She said a lot, but Xing felt that countless stars were spinning in her mind. What destiny, what script, what choice? She now felt that she understood nothing, but had to survive in this complicated and cruel world.

In the end, she only remembered Kafka's last words.

"When you have the opportunity to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it..."

After that, she fell asleep again.

Time passed quietly until the sound came to my ears again——

"This person's coordinates were not sent by the space station..."