Silver Wolf slowly turned his head and glanced at Stephen Chow before continuing to stare blankly out the window.

Stephen Chow saw a hint of emptiness in those eyes.

"what happened to you?"

Stephen Chow was stunned. How could Silver Wolf have gotten EMO after only being gone for a short while?

Could it be that the account has been banned again? But this time there was no battle of wits, so Black Tower shouldn't be able to trace back the network to hack Silver Wolf's account, right?

"Woo..."

Upon hearing this, Silver Wolf covered his forehead, looking distressed.

"It's all because of the Black Tower...that despicable woman! She actually...she actually..."

Silver Wolf bit his lip, his voice trembling.

"My account has been banned?"

Stephen Chow asked a tentative question.

Silver Wolf stared wide-eyed at Zhou Xingxing, with faint tear stains still visible at the corners of his eyes.

"How did you know! Did you sell me out! Did you give my account information to Black Tower?!"

Silver Wolf felt extremely wronged, and his eyes suddenly became bright and misty as he stared at Zhou Xingxing, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

Silver Wolf managed to suppress his emotions and not explode in front of Kafka, who was a colleague and partner he saw every day.

Besides, he couldn't get any decent words of comfort from Kafka; that woman simply didn't understand how important the game was to him!

"How could that be? How could I possibly know your account? Black Tower told me later."

Stephen Chow quickly shifted the blame, refusing to take the fall himself, otherwise Silver Wolf's favorability rating would plummet to rock bottom.

"All you ever do is help Black Tower! Go and test her crappy simulated universe!"

"No way, I didn't go. I was helping you at the time. Qiong was the one who did the test for her. I wasn't involved at all."

Upon seeing Silver Wolf in this state for the first time, Stephen Chow quickly offered words of comfort.

To be honest, I never imagined that one day I would be the one comforting Silver Wolf.

Hearing what Zhou Xingxing said, Silver Wolf thought it made sense, but he was both angry and aggrieved, so he turned his head away and ignored Zhou Xingxing.

"So, what exactly happened? Tell me?"

Zhou Xingxing leaned closer to Silver Wolf and asked.

Silver Wolf remained motionless for a while, then secretly glanced at Zhou Xingxing, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Go ahead and tell me, don't be shy, what if I can help you?"

Zhou Xingxing spoke as if coaxing a little girl, even though Silver Wolf's height and build did indeed make him look like a little girl in front of him.

"arm..."

Silver Wolf muttered something barely audible.

"what?"

Stephen Chow leaned closer and didn't hear clearly.

"I said, can I borrow your arm?"

Without waiting for Zhou Xingxing's agreement, Silver Wolf grabbed Zhou Xingxing's arm and buried his face in it.

Zhou Xingxing vaguely felt that his arm was a little damp.

But isn't Silver Wolf a holographic projection? How can it have a tactile feel?

But at this time, it's not appropriate to ask; one can only quietly let Silver Wolf calm down.

It seems this blow has indeed been significant for Silver Wolf.

"It's a little damp."

"What? You're not happy about it!"

Silver Wolf raised his head fiercely and asked, his eyes still glistening with tears.

"No way, I don't mind your tears."

Zhou Xingxing said to the silver wolf with a smile.

Just as Silver Wolf felt a slight warmth in his heart, he heard another sentence.

"As long as it's not snot, it's fine."

"Pfft...Are you crazy?!"

This remark made Silver Wolf laugh in anger, and he punched Zhou Xingxing in the chest with his little fist.

"puff..."

This blow made Stephen Chow feel like his internal injuries were about to flare up. Was this what it meant for a strong person to deliver a gentle punch to his chest...?

"Ah...are you alright...I...I didn't mean to!"

Silver Wolf panicked and quickly helped Zhou Xingxing cover his chest, asking him questions.

That move I made was completely unintentional; I just lost control of my strength.

"It's alright. Luckily, Cripper gave me a way out, otherwise I would have lost half my life today."

Stephen Chow grinned and made a joke at Silver Wolf.

Hearing this, Silver Wolf, who was already somewhat emotional, felt even more guilty.

Seeing the little expression on Silver Wolf's face, Stephen Chow quickly straightened up.

"It only hurts for a moment, nothing more."

"You..."

Silver Wolf chuckled softly and shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, right, that wicked woman from Black Tower, you were right before, we were tricked by her. Qiong tested the simulated universe for her before, and after the test, she initially promised to give us a train car, but in the end, she just told us to find it ourselves."

"Hmph, I told you so, none of you listen to me."

Silver Wolf gets excited as soon as he hears Stephen Chow making fun of Black Tower.

Suddenly, the two seemed to have found a common goal.

Silver Wolf then began to recount what happened after he obtained the Punk Lord cassette tape.

After getting the Punk Lord cassette tape, Silver Wolf felt that things were going a little too smoothly.

However, Silver Wolf didn't think too much about it, since his plan was flawless.

Upon returning to the Star Core Hunter's hideout, Silver Wolf couldn't wait to examine his cartridge.

Silver Wolf was stunned when he flipped the Punk Lord cassette over and found Black Tower's signature and a simple black tower figure on it.

Hey, little Star Core Hunter, having fun with the Punk Lord cartridge? Thanks to you, the Interstellar Peace Corporation is going to be spending a lot of money on my research this time, but your bounty has also increased quite a bit, so I won't thank you.

In addition, I admire that you came up with some unique ways to add strange things to my flawless portrait, which has led to my memes circulating among some researchers.

To be honest, I don't care what you want to do to the space station, but you seem to be more than just satisfied with taking my artifacts, and you've even dared to provoke me, so I've decided to prepare a big gift for you.

The moment you see this message, your account has already been locked. I plan to have the company ban it, along with its game history. What do you think?

"What!?"

Silver Wolf's eyes widened, and he quickly opened his account database.

At this moment, the account data is all red, with all 76 accounts marked as "banned".

Those accounts were banned just one minute ago, right when Black Tower's message started playing.

But that's not the worst part; the worst part is what follows these banned records.

[Account owner: Black Tower.]

In other words, Black Tower not only banned these accounts, but also took away their ownership. Now, getting them back is essentially a matter of snatching them from Black Tower.

"Black Tower!!!"

Silver Wolf gritted his teeth and angrily threw the copy of the Punk Lord cassette tape to the ground.

In his heart, even a real Punk Lord cartridge couldn't compare to his 76 game accounts, let alone this one which was just a copy!

"What's wrong, Silver Wolf? Why are you so angry? Didn't you get what you wanted?"

Kafka walked in from outside at some point, glanced at the punk lord lying on the ground, bent down to pick it up, and wiped off the dust.

"Gone...all gone...my game account...Black Tower really didn't leave a single thing...That's too much...that's too much..."

Silver Wolf slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at his empty game console, as if life had lost its meaning.

"Okay, stop crying and making a fuss. You're not a child anymore. Learn from this experience and be more careful next time."

Kafka looked at the soulless silver wolf and shook her head helplessly.

"So what? You're not planning to just give up like this, are you? What's the next step? Go to the company to get your account back?"

Upon hearing Kafka's words, Silver Wolf sat up again.

"That woman from Black Tower has gone mad. Not only did she ban the account, but she also transferred it to her name. Getting it back won't be that easy, and going to the company probably won't help either."

"Is that so? That looks pretty difficult, but I believe you won't give up, right?"

Silver Wolf slammed his hand on the sofa, stood up, and then patted his own face.

"Of course, this isn't over between me and the Black Tower!!!"

After saying that, Silver Wolf turned to look at Kafka.

"Weren't you on the Immortal Ship? Why did you suddenly come back?"

"Didn't you say there was no food at home? I'll cook for you when I get back."

"!"

Chapter 93 The Mad Star Knight and the Sole Warrior

"So that's how it is... How wicked of me."

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