I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

She asked why, and Elio simply said, "He's not in the script."

She didn't take it seriously, but now she regrets it.

Silver Wolf felt as if something had hit his head.

She tried to look away, but her body wouldn't obey her.

The teleportation program was automatically triggered the moment she lost focus.

A flash of blue light, and she vanished into thin air.

Only a few snowflakes that hadn't yet fallen to the ground and the harsh words that were left unspoken remained.

Walter stood on the ground, his arms still in the "come on" gesture.

I looked up at the empty night sky and remained silent for a long while.

He pushed up his glasses, and the arrogant smile on his lips froze for the first time.

Then he suddenly waved his hand.

The row of floating turrets behind them simultaneously fired several blank shots in the direction where the silver wolf had disappeared.

The explosion caused several more pieces of the distant snow-capped mountain to collapse.

"No martial ethics whatsoever!!!"

His roar echoed across the snow-covered plains, causing the snow on the city walls to fall in a flurry.

"I'm not finished fighting yet! Why are you running away! What's wrong with young people these days!"

He ran off without even saying goodbye! Come back! I haven't even used my full strength yet! Come back!!!

On March 7th, looking up at Walter still cursing in the sky, I felt a pang of emotion:

"This guy is quite capable to have angered Uncle Yang like this."

Then, wondering why the usually most active Qiye wasn't speaking:

"Why are you suddenly silent? You're usually the one who initiates the group chat."

She turned her head and saw Xing excitedly putting away her baseball bat.

The other end of the bat still retained the inertial vibration after the swing.

Qiye had already slumped over at the edge of the pit, the chocolate bar slipping from his hand and rolling half a circle on the snow.

A fresh red mark appeared on the back of his head, its size perfectly matching the cross-section of the baseball bat.

"Xing! What are you doing?!"

The sound of March 7th pierced the sky.

Seele also stood up, seemingly ready to fight Star.

But Bronya stopped her in time.

Dan Heng frowned slightly, but said nothing.

He knew Xing well, and knew that although this girl's thinking could jump across dimensions, she never did anything without a reason.

Xing hoisted the baseball bat onto his shoulder and looked down at Qiye, who was slumped over the edge of the pit.

She glanced again at the pink heart-shaped light cone interface above her head, which only she could see.

In that floating numerical bar, Qiye's favorability rating was an unfamiliar number.

She raised her head, met March 7th's wide eyes, and spoke with an air of righteous indignation.

"He told me to make the call."

We agreed before that we would fight if the favorability rating changed.

His favorability rating suddenly plummeted; it's obvious he's switched bodies with someone else again.

Xing's face showed a sense of satisfaction at having completed her mission.

He even reached out and patted Qiye's head, as if he were patting a vending machine that had finally been repaired.

After understanding, March 7th squatted down next to Qiye and poked the fresh red mark on the back of his head with his finger.

The pain caused Qi Ye, who was unconscious, to twitch unconsciously.

She withdrew her finger, looked up at Xing, and her expression changed from shock to confusion:

"Wait, you said his favorability rating suddenly plummeted? Then who's in his body now?"

Xing hoisted the baseball bat onto his shoulder and looked down at Qiye, who was slumped over the edge of the pit.

"do not know."

Meanwhile, at a temporary base.

Kafka was lazily leaning against the table, wiping her little trinkets, when she just caught a commotion coming from the teleportation point.

Looking up, I saw the disheveled Silver Wolf fall into the center of the base.

She stepped forward with a smile and spoke gently:

"Wolf Baby, why do you look so disheveled?"

"You got it thrown back? Where's your game console? Did that person smash it?"

Chapter 66 I am the Silver Wolf

Qi Ye, currently possessing the body of the silver wolf, was almost unable to react.

He looked down at his fingers, then looked up at the woman walking towards him.

I recognized the person in front of me at a glance.

Qi Ye quickly assessed the current situation and instantly entered acting mode.

He straightened his back, a smug, wolf-like smile plastered on his face:

"Hmph! Who am I!"

I am the number one hacker in the universe. What can this little old man do to me?

I can suppress them with one hand!

Kafka stopped, tilted her head to look at him, and smiled maliciously.

"Really? Then you've completed your mission?"

Qi Ye's smile froze for a moment, then he pretended to cough:

"That... a little accident. A little accident."

"A mission is bound to encounter some setbacks."

Kafka did not respond immediately.

She looked at him for a few seconds, then she smiled softly:

"Wolf, you're acting strange today."

"What's strange about that!"

Qiye immediately retorted.

"I...I've always been like this!"

"If you fail the mission, you'll probably say, 'I'm so angry, I'm going to play games to vent!'"

"Instead of calling him a little old man!"

Qi Ye choked.

He had absolutely no idea what Silver Wolf's daily habits were.

But Kafka's words made him realize that he was being exposed very quickly.

He quickly changed his tone:

"Uh, well... I was so engrossed in fighting that old man that I haven't recovered yet."

The mission failed; he was too strong.

So what do we do now?

Kafka looked at him, and the smile on her lips deepened slightly.

She raised her hand, and Qi Ye subconsciously shrank back a little.

But Kafka simply reached out and ruffled his hair.

"You're acting really strange today."

"As for the second plan, we'll discuss it when Blade and Sam return."

Qi Ye's scalp tingled from her rubbing, and he wanted to get away.

But Kafka's hand on his head seemed glued on.

He tilted his head, trying to break free:

"What are you trying to do now? Let go! You're going to ruin my elegant double helix hairstyle!"

"No. Your hair feels nice to the touch today."

Kafka rubbed it a couple more times before letting go, then she turned and walked towards the table.

"Go wash your face, it's covered in ash."

Qi Ye breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to find an excuse to slip away.

A roar of engines came from outside the base, followed by a heavy thud of metal hitting the ground.

A small spaceship landed on the helipad outside the base, and the hatch opened.

Two figures walked out, one after the other.

Walking in front was a tall man with loose black hair, holding a knife in his arms.

Following behind was a figure completely covered in armor.

Qi Ye's gaze lingered on each of the two for a few seconds.

A thought popped into his mind: Is this Dian Dao Ge and Liu Ying Jiang?

The real person is colder than I imagined...

Especially that sword, Blade. You have to carry such an eye-catching weapon when you go out to fight. Aren't you tired?

Blade walked into the base, his gaze sweeping around before settling on Qiye.

To be precise, it landed on the silver wolf's body and found that it was not seriously injured.

He then turned his gaze away expressionlessly.

He walked to a corner, sat down, placed the knife across his knees, and began to close his eyes and rest.

Sam reached the table before him, his gaze lingering on Qi Ye for a moment beneath his visor:

"Silver Wolf, are you injured?"

"No."

"Then why is there dust on your face?"

Qi Ye raised her hand and wiped her face, her fingers covered in a layer of dust.

He remained unfazed:

"This is tactical camouflage, specifically designed for infiltration. You wouldn't understand."

Sam looked at him:

"You didn't use tactical camouflage before."

"That was in the past. People change."

Qi Ye was perfectly justified.

Kafka leaned against the table, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Qiye and Sam.