[Warning, warning, you are being glanced at by Aha.
The system has rejected external Path power interference.
Aha continues to try, the system has rejected the opponent’s access request…]
[The Emanator of Elation is peeking at you—]
[Nihilux is highly curious about you, who appeared suddenly.]
[Nihilux’s power expands, waiting for your reaction.
You do not react.
Nihilux is ignored, Pleasure level up.]
[Please, Host, connect to the main mission immediately to avoid further harassment from high-level players.]
[Lv0: A player with nothing.
(Silver Wolf’s location has been marked)]
Punklorde, Lower District.
Neon rain splashed ripples on the ground.
A silver-haired, blue-eyed man held a colorful wild game cartridge.
Yes, this was the Lv999 Aether game cartridge that belonged to Silver Wolf by fate.
A bug-like existence.
Stark had just transmigrated.
Before he could react or even know where he was, golden light popped up in his field of vision.
The system displayed a super-high-level legendary item, asking him to pick it up immediately…
So he picked it up.
And this was the reason he was targeted.
[Silver Wolf’s bound equipment (Host cannot use temporarily)]
[Congratulations on obtaining a key item.
The Punklorde world mission has been triggered: Wolf King’s Dream.]
[1.
I Become the Sovereign Alone: Seize the game cartridge that belongs to Silver Wolf.
The system will forcibly usurp the power of Elation, unlock it for use, experience the life of a legendary hacker, and go straight to Lv99!]
[Note: This option may lead to unpredictable reactions from the Elation faction.]
[Reward: None.]
[2.
The Man Behind the Wolf Lord: The world only knows that a wolf who doesn’t want to be the pack leader is not a good wolf, but they don’t know that being the father of the pack leader is the most satisfying thing.]
[The young Silver Wolf fantasizes about changing this world.]
[Take advantage of the time when Silver Wolf is a cub, snatch her from the hands of the lolicon Aha, and raise her into the person you want her to be!]
[Mission Goal: Contact Silver Wolf in the identity of a father and reach 30 favorability (Friendly).]
[Mission Reward: Silver Wolf’s growth synchronization feedback.]
Stark roughly understood the system’s intention.
Simply put, it was a raising game.
The stronger Silver Wolf became, the stronger he became?
[Not considering 1?]
The man smiled.
Did they think he was stupid?
Choosing 1 would require his own effort.
Choosing 2 would not only get him a cute little Wolf Cub but also save him the process of struggling.
The results achieved by one’s own struggle are solid, but watching a Wolf Cub work herself to the bone while he gets stronger is much more joyful!
NTR-ing Aha or something…
Doesn’t that sound like fun?
He glanced at the red warning prompts popping up on the system panel and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead without a trace.
Nihilux…
The sternest mother among the Aeons?
When he first went through the plot, he thought it was Aha himself.
He didn’t expect it to be this lady who draws fanfics?
An Emanator of Elation.
If he really snatched Silver Wolf’s game cartridge, who knows if she would react intensely?
Besides, the shitty “Honkai: Star Rail Transmigration System” didn’t give him a choice.
He had to clear Punklorde to leave…
Promise me…
Let’s transmigrate to the Xianzhou next, okay?
Although the Xianzhou might not be peaceful, it’s still better than a place like Punklorde.
Fox-eared ladies…
The pink-haired loli Grand Diviner, or the white-haired mature Grand Diviner—it’s all there.
It’s practically an XP camp.
[Host’s instructions received.]
[After clearing Punklorde, the next stop is the Xianzhou “Yuque”.
Please continue to complete the mission.
The system will provide continuous assistance.]
Yuque?
One of the safest Xianzhou ships.
Thus, Stark went to find her, following the red mark on the map with satisfaction.
Time to catch a little Bronie to play with.
Silver Wolf was supposed to arrive at the place where he was.
But Stark happened to appear at that time and intercepted the serendipity that belonged to Silver Wolf.
The young Wolf Cub dared not provoke the well-dressed man, so she immediately took a detour.
The Lower District of Punklorde was very filthy and chaotic, filled with fighting everywhere.
In this world where one’s level is determined at birth, it was very difficult for Silver Wolf, an illegal baby.
Even if she had a trash innate martial soul…
Silver Wolf didn’t have a martial soul at all.
She was truly a bitter child.
She wore a tattered cloak, wrapped tightly, seemingly shivering because of the cold.
Disheveled, with some bruises on the corners of her eyes.
She walked slowly, leaning against the corner of the wall, keeping her head very, very low, afraid of displeasing passersby and getting pressed against the wall and beaten up.
After all, illegal babies without a Lv have no human rights; they become punching bags for people who are rotten to the core…
She had long been used to it.
Heh, life is really a rotten game.
But just as this rotten game was, it finally ushered in a turning point of fate.
The man carrying her cheat had arrived.
“Hey, kid, kid…”
“…”
Silver Wolf paused, subconsciously protecting her head, but she didn’t wait for the familiar contemptuous, “Lv0?
A kid no one wants.”
Looking up, it was a silver-haired, blue-eyed man.
So familiar…
Is it the guy who blocked the way just now?
Coming again?
Never-ending?
Stark’s smile was gentle.
He squatted down slightly, neither too far nor too close, and looked carefully.
Silver hair, gray eyes, and a natural unruliness—it was definitely the Wolf Cub!
She had given him a hard time searching for her; she kept going into remote places where no one was, face covered in dirt, looking like a wounded little beast…
“D-do you need something?”
There was a hint of hesitation in Silver Wolf’s eyes.
Her voice was like a mosquito’s buzz.
She hadn’t spoken to anyone in a long time, and not in a way that involved hitting or scolding.
She wasn’t used to it…
Moreover, this man was dressed exquisitely, carrying a refreshing and pleasant scent.
Tsk, he must be one of those nobles from the Upper District, right?
Why would he come to such a dirty and chaotic place?
But the rare gentleness and soft voice stopped her from running away.
She might as well listen…
Anyway, a Lv0 person like her couldn’t run away even if she wanted to.
Stark brewed his emotions.
He hadn’t been a father in his previous life, and his understanding of a father was limited to—his own unreliable father who would flip him off, get red-faced and say vulgar things when he couldn’t win an argument, and Otto in the game.
But coaxing a child?
Easy!
In TV shows, he had seen those long-lost father-daughter reunions.
“Child, it’s you, it really is you.
You’ve suffered so much all these years!”
“I am your long-lost father!”
“…”
Stark hugged Silver Wolf with great emotion.
The rain served as tears, just like what he thought every parent should do—hug his child and say I love you properly.
“I know this is very abrupt…”
“But child, I have been looking for you for many years.
Come with Daddy, Daddy will love you well, and you won’t suffer anymore in the future.”
“…”
Silver Wolf’s little mouth was slightly open, seemingly stunned.
She was young, but she wasn’t stupid.
A person suddenly rushes out halfway and says he is your dad.
Who is he trying to fool?
She really wanted to retort, “I’m your mother…”
But the weak have no right to speak, so she just stared quietly at Stark’s performance.
What kind of medicine was he selling in his gourd?
“You don’t believe it?”
“Look at our same hair color, and the blue-gray eyes.
Doesn’t this prove something?”
However…
In Punklorde, all of this could be rewritten with Aether Editing.
Silver Wolf remained indifferent, and even felt a bit like laughing.
It actually amused her, though being hugged felt a bit warm.
She lowered her head, feeling a strange sensation.
The rain was cold.
The man was warm.
Maybe hugging for a while wouldn’t be so bad?