Aha laughed uproariously.
A strange power coalesced into a giant hand and swatted toward Xu Zixuan’s location.
“Off you go!”
Bang…
The moment Xu Zixuan was sent flying, in the depths of the universe, one gaze after another gathered.
“What are you all looking at Aha for?”
“Aha knows nothing at all.”
Aha tilted up toward the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle, whistling from its lips.
Whoosh…
One by one, every gaze withdrew.
“Aha ha ha ha, something this interesting, Aha won’t share with you blockheads.”
Aha scampered off, going “Aha aha aha.”
…
Outside the Blue Planet, Herta Space Station was suffering an invasion from the Voidrangers.
Kafka held her twin guns, spinning gracefully.
Countless silver shell casings fell beside her high heels.
Kafka tilted her chin down slightly, raised her gloved right hand, gave it a slight release, and her eyes suddenly snapped open.
“Boom.”
An offhand utterance.
Countless trajectories instantly pierced through the nearby Voidrangers.
Taking advantage of the Antimatter Legion’s invasion of Herta Space Station, Kafka and Silver Wolf had likewise infiltrated the station.
Facing the Antimatter Legion members obstructing their path, Kafka and Silver Wolf cleaned them up with exceptional ease.
“Looks like we’re the ones being ambushed.”
“Too bad.
They’re the ones surrounded.”
Kafka and Silver Wolf, while clearing out the surrounding Voidrangers, strolled leisurely toward the storage room.
Bang!
At that moment, a figure dropped down right in front of them, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Kafka instantly went on alert, aiming her gun muzzle at the dust cloud.
“Tsk…
where the heck did I end up this time?”
“Am I back home?”
The dust cleared.
Xu Zixuan rubbed his head and realized he was completely fine.
My body is seriously tough.
Took a direct slap from Aha and nothing happened.
Does this count as successfully taking a hit from an Aeon and coming out alive?!
I’m really something else.
Xu Zixuan puffed out his chest with pride.
“Is there someone like this in Elio’s script?”
Kafka looked at Xu Zixuan in puzzlement, then asked Silver Wolf beside her.
“No…”
Silver Wolf came back to her senses, blew a bubble, and answered calmly.
“Oh.
Anything Elio didn’t write into the script is inconsequential.”
Kafka put away her gun, ready to disregard him entirely.
It was only then that Xu Zixuan snapped out of it and saw Kafka and Silver Wolf.
“Kafka?
Silver Wolf?”
Xu Zixuan froze.
Their names just tumbled right out of his mouth.
He couldn’t help it.
They looked exactly like them!
Exactly the same as in the game.
“Oh?
You know us?”
“If you know we’re Stellaron Hunters, then get going.
Don’t wait around for more Antimatter Legion to show up.”
Silver Wolf glanced at Xu Zixuan, then waved her hand kindly, urging him to leave at once.
“Ah, don’t be like that.
May I tag along with you?”
Xu Zixuan looked at the petite Silver Wolf, feeling utterly delighted inside.
Ahe, it’s the great Silver Wolf and Mama Kafka.
Now that I’ve met them, I’ve got to stick close.
Tiny, adorable.
Soft, huggable Silver Wolf, just imagine.
Silver Wolf’s cyberpunk-style outfit was brimming with personality, exuding rebellion from head to toe.
And beside her, Kafka wore the most classic of her ensembles.
A white shirt paired with black high-waisted trousers, a cape-style black blazer, and standard purple-red tights.
An outfit that would be ordinary on anyone else, but when worn by Kafka, it was absolutely mesmerizing.
No other reason.
With a figure like hers, she makes any outfit work.
“Ha?
Follow us?
Do you wish to die?”
Silver Wolf also sensed Xu Zixuan’s gaze and felt a bit speechless.
She was about to use Aether Editing to send Xu Zixuan away so he wouldn’t interfere with their work.
A pixel-art portal appeared behind Xu Zixuan and enveloped him.
Just as Silver Wolf was about to turn and leave…
Huh…
Xu Zixuan blinked.
He felt a force trying to teleport him away.
But he didn’t want to be teleported away, so he rejected that force.
And then, Xu Zixuan found he was still standing right where he was.
“Hm?
You’re a Pathstrider too?
Interesting!”
Seeing that Xu Zixuan hadn’t been teleported away, Silver Wolf revealed a look of interest.
Silver Wolf ramped up the intensity, yet Xu Zixuan still didn’t budge an inch.
Silver Wolf: ?!
Silver Wolf refused to accept this.
She prepared to push the intensity even higher.
She was the Uncrowned Ruler of Punklorde, the foremost master of Aether Editing.
And she couldn’t even teleport away some ordinary Pathstrider?
She simply wouldn’t believe it.
“Alright, Silver Wolf.
We don’t have the time to waste on this.”
“Listen…”
Kafka smiled at Xu Zixuan and invoked her Spirit Whisper ability.
“Okay, Mom!
I’ll listen to everything you say.”
Hearing Xu Zixuan’s words, both Kafka and Silver Wolf fell silent.
“Pfft…”
“Hahahaha, Kafka, since when did you have a son like this?”
Silver Wolf couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
Kafka paid no mind to Silver Wolf’s teasing.
What concerned her far more was that her Spirit Whisper had failed.
A powerhouse capable of nullifying her Spirit Whisper had appeared within Herta Space Station.
Yet Elio’s script contained no mention of this individual at all…
this naturally gave Kafka some speculations.
“A Masked Fool?
An Emanator of Elation?”
Kafka asked softly.
“I shouldn’t be, I think?”
Xu Zixuan scratched his head.
He had no idea why he could resist Silver Wolf’s Aether Editing and Kafka’s Spirit Whisper.
He just felt like he could do it.
Could it be that Aha really did bestow a blessing upon him?
Was he now an Emanator of Elation?
Perhaps that was the only way to explain why he survived falling into Herta Space Station completely unharmed.
Just as Xu Zixuan was thinking this…
Plop.
A mask with a smiling face tumbled out of Xu Zixuan’s pocket and onto the floor.
Xu Zixuan: …
Kafka: …
Silver Wolf: …
“Who is it?!
Who put a mask in my pocket?!”
“This mask isn’t mine!”
“Mama Kafka, Lord Silver Wolf, you have to believe me!”
Xu Zixuan yelled at the top of his lungs.
“So you admit it’s a Masked Fool’s mask?”
“And you admit that it fell from your pocket?”
Silver Wolf’s eyelid twitched.
She could barely stand to watch.
Seriously, buddy, your mask just fell out and you’re still pretending you’re not a Masked Fool?
Also, is “Lord Silver Wolf” supposed to be addressing me?
I don’t recall ever having that title.
Still, it sounds pretty nice.
Points for having good taste.
“Let’s go, Silver Wolf.
Don’t miss the timing.”
Kafka cast a meaningful glance at Xu Zixuan, then gestured for Silver Wolf to continue leading the way.
She didn’t keep debating with Xu Zixuan about who actually put that mask in his pocket.
After all, discussing something like that with a Masked Fool…
wasn’t that just handing free entertainment to a Fool?