Chapter 535

"Is this person narcissistic? The whole space station is her face—portraits, sculptures, and a bunch of projections."

"I intended to add a small mustache to her face, but it couldn't be sprayed on—too outrageous, the whole space station is like paper, only her photos are airtight?"

You can't be considered bold anymore... In the whole universe, except for those merrymakers, only you dare to prank Herta like this...

"Stelle" opened her mouth wide unconsciously.

Screwllum was thoughtful:

"That portrait in the elevator? Herta once entrusted me to design an encryption tool for her, so it was used here."

"Stelle": "..."

All outrageous.

But thinking about it.

Bai Xuan's photography technique of sealing time and space seems to be much more outrageous than this.

Then, "Stelle" suddenly realized something wrong:

"Did she just say almost at the finish line?"

"That's right." Screwllum nodded, "The data of the 'Aether Cartridge' is in the next room, and our tracking is almost over."

"Stelle" frowned:

"Along the way, I have always had a strange feeling."

Screwllum responded:

"Yes. In the long tracking, this sense of incongruity runs through the whole process."

"She certainly came for the Stellaron, but she also showed a strong interest in curios, and after we realized the existence of the Aether Cartridge, she appeared in the Simulated Universe just right."

"As if we were not tracking her, but she appeared on the path we were traveling."

"I remember a story, I heard that in Punklorde, graffiti is a special symbol. Hackers view reality as a grand game, pursuing the 'clearance' of life."

"Or for victory, or for joy, they leave their own marks on the places they pass, one pattern after another, connecting the long journey, writing the game of life."

"Don't you think it's very similar to the current situation? Maybe she went to great lengths just to play a child's game with us."

"Let's play with her to the end."

"Stelle" looked at the phantom thoughtfully.

She always felt that standing there was not a shell of "Silver Wolf" composed of data, but a living person with real will.

Not long after, they found a flashing point in the next room, which was the "Aether Cartridge."

Screwllum pointed to the light point:

"Look, we found it, the Aether Cartridge is here, intact."

"Stelle" felt that feeling becoming stronger:

"Feels a bit strange..."

"This is natural, after all, there is an untimely third party here."

Saying that, Screwllum turned around, facing the phantom of "Silver Wolf."

"Assuming we see a record of the past, she must not have been able to reach here, otherwise the cartridge would not be safe and sound. So the assumption and the fact contradict each other."

"I think she did hack into Herta's office at the time, but didn't stay in it for too long."

"After all, facing the vast data of the Simulated Universe, even a top hacker cannot find a specific target in a short time, unless..."

"Silver Wolf" suddenly turned around, looked at "Stelle" and Screwllum, and continued:

"Unless, there is a suitable guide."

"Sure enough..." "Stelle" was not surprised.

Screwllum nodded slightly:

"Then, are you satisfied with this Simulated Universe journey—"

"'Silver Wolf' miss?"

"Silver Wolf" hummed and laughed:

"You found out long ago?"

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple to hide from you, those idle words along the way were all said for me to hear, right?"

Screwllum didn't deny it:

"It is a joy and an honor to fight you again. Herta said that this cartridge can catch big fish in the galaxy—her judgment is always accurate."

"So shutting down the universe, and the dispute with Herta, are all acting? Just to invite me into the urn?"

"This depends on your understanding, Herta and I have always spoken directly, such sharp confrontations are common—saying it is completely a performance is also inappropriate."

Screwllum spread his left hand.

"Humph." "Silver Wolf" laughed.

Screwllum looked at "Stelle" beside him:

"Look, 'Silver Wolf' miss is indeed a talented hacker, she calculates everything, leaving enough variables and backhands."

"I'm afraid in her plan, the only variable is the news of my sudden visit to the space station—followed by the bad news that the Simulated Universe is about to be shut down. This will make her layout fall short."

"So far, you have understood the whole picture of the event."

"Whole picture?" "Silver Wolf" had a smile on her mouth, as if mocking.

"No no, you got the most critical point wrong."

"I'm not taking risks, but eager to try, understand? Screwllum, do you know how excited I was the moment you appeared"

"A well-matched opponent, how long have I not enjoyed this kind of fun—the Legion is a group of primitive people, the company is also a bit meaning, only the club can give me some fun."

"Reality is a game-but if you can't be happy, what is the meaning of the game? Two geniuses joined hands to hand me an invitation, a challenge, how can I not accept it happily—if it were you, could you?"

What an arrogant challenge!

What an invincible declaration of war!

Screwllum lowered his head, looking down at "Silver Wolf":

"Are you sure you can retreat completely?"

"That's right." "Silver Wolf" replied with a confident voice.

At the same time, she took out a device and pressed it a few times.

"And have to take it with me." Saying that, she turned her head to look at the cartridge beside her.

"Stelle" followed Silver Wolf's gaze, only to see a light point floating beside the other party, and there was also a light point in the original place.

"When?!"

In Screwllum's mechanical eyes, light flickered, seemingly explaining his surprise:

"Oh, a copy, was it completed during the conversation just now?"

Thinking it is an adult's praise for a child.

"Otherwise why accompany you to say so many opening remarks? You are not the only one stalling for time."

"Silver Wolf" put her hands on her hips, her expression full of pride.

As if announcing victory, she mercilessly uncovered what she thought was the other party's hole card.

"I guess Herta is hacking back along the channel I invaded in some corner, and you are responsible for staying here and fighting me head-on, just like a replay of the last duel."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it! How do you plan to stop me this time?"

"Treat the Simulated Universe as a black box 073? Joint company for cross-galaxy encirclement? Screwllum, can I see your true strength?"

"The victory that failed to produce a result is finally going to become history, there will only be one winner today. Please, let me have fun, okay?"

She is going to have the most refreshing battle with Herta and Screwllum now!

"Sorry, 'Silver Wolf' miss. None of what you expect will happen. Now, you can leave."

The climax came to an abrupt end.

"Huh?" Silver Wolf was stunned.

Let her leave?!

This is completely different from the script she imagined!

Herta and Screwllum are so kind?

"Leave?"

"Why?"

"Aren't you going to arrest me? Put handcuffs on me and throw me to a distant place of exile?"

Screwllum laughed softly:

"Your imagination is very interesting. However, your grievances with the space station have nothing to do with me, logic: I will not stop it."