...As the game space receded like a tide, Liu Yunshuang returned to reality once more.
She opened her eyes to find her familiar office still elegant and tidy; only Silver Wolf's projection stood silently like a ghost, a reminder of the anomaly that had just occurred.
Liu Yunshuang gazed at Silver Wolf's figure, her mind lost in thought.
Until Silver Wolf suddenly spoke.
"Alright, I'll be heading out then. If anything comes up, DM me on the forum."
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Liu Yunshuang finally couldn't hold back and hurriedly called out to Silver Wolf.
She had just finished phrasing her words when Silver Wolf raised a hand to interrupt her.
"Don't say it. I know everything you want to ask. But my new game is still gathering dust in the warehouse, so let's talk another day."
With those words, and without giving the other party a chance to react, Silver Wolf's projection turned into a shower of particles and vanished.
Seeing this, Liu Yunshuang had no choice but to let it go for now.
However, a glimmer of hope had at least blossomed in her heart.
After all, the more mysterious Silver Wolf became, the more guaranteed Xiaoyue's safety would be...
Meanwhile,
In a room far away in Muyun City,
Silver Wolf casually took off her colorful goggles and lay straight down on the bed.
Silver Wolf: (ᗜ ˰ ᗜ)
She stared quietly at the ceiling, the irritation in her heart growing heavier.
Though the two found Silver Wolf's reasoning absurd, they couldn't find a single crack to refute it.
More importantly, her choice to appear with her true face was a gesture of sincerity that explained everything.
Suspicion? They had no need for it, nor did they wish to break this trust.
Thus, Liu Chengfeng revealed the prophecy regarding the annihilation of Muyun City to the two of them, but deliberately concealed the part about Flame Heart.
Even though Silver Wolf and Liu Yunshuang already had some vague guesses about it.
"Predicting the future... similar to Elio's 'Script,' though the limitations glaringly obvious."
Silver Wolf shook her head, a flash of realization crossing her eyes.
She understood that these two chose to come clean not out of trust, but because they wanted to use the prophecy as a bargaining chip.
Gambling on a possibility for Liu Xiyue to survive...
"Forget it. As long as Sam is here anyway, the difficulty of this mission probably won't be too high."
"Even if an accident occurs, we aren't the only ones in Muyun City."
As for this so-called "future," Silver Wolf didn't care much about it.
Liu Chengfeng's Supernatural Ability to foresee the future seemed strong, but its limitations were also very severe.
For instance, a key existence like Acheron seemingly didn't exist at all in the future he predicted.
But that was normal enough.
After all, in the Penacony of the past,
In the 'Script' given by Elio, there wasn't a single word mentioning Acheron's existence.
So it was even less likely for Liu Chengfeng to know.
"I just need to keep an eye on Flame Heart's movements at all times and then save her life at the critical moment."
As for the survival of Muyun City?
That had nothing to do with her.
Otherwise, Silver Wolf could even leave Muyun City right now; there was no need to stay and look for trouble.
Of course, if Acheron is willing to intervene...
But that wasn't for Silver Wolf to decide.
Though thinking about it, Acheron probably wouldn't turn a blind eye.
After all, unlike the rest of them, Acheron has her own "home"...
"Bye-bye~ meow."
"Goodbye."
After Cipher and Firefly said their goodbyes, they each departed.
Their meeting at the Cat Café was just a coincidence.
So they didn't plan on staying together.
The two went their separate ways.
Cipher walked alone on the street, her presence like a pebble thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples.
The gazes of passersby followed her like shadows, but she had long grown used to being the "center of attention."
After all, such scenes were no longer strange; every new character had gone through this stage—they only needed to get through the initial adjustment period to move about as usual, no longer bothered by strange looks.
Cipher wasn't as shy as Firefly.
She stepped in her high heels, each step sounding like a drumbeat, her slender waist swaying gently with her pace.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Cipher was just a woman with short silver-white hair, wearing strange clothes, with a slender waist, long legs, and a flawless figure, walking elegantly with a catwalk step.
Those crime-inducing cat ears and tail were nowhere to be seen.
Of course, her ears and tail hadn't disappeared; they were simply hidden.
After all, while the cosplay excuse was good, it couldn't stop the tail from always having a mind of its own.
As the owner, Cipher herself felt quite helpless.
No wonder people said that a cat and its tail are two different entities.
Whenever Cipher got slightly distracted while walking, or if a ripple of emotion stirred in her heart, that tail would act like a rebellious Little assistant, immediately swaying and betraying its master.
It would uncontrollably express all of Cipher's inner thoughts.
She really couldn't stop it at all.
In the end, out of helplessness, Cipher had to use her authority as a Demigod of Deception to hide it.
[As long as you believe it is real, then the lie will become reality.]
It was indeed a convenient power.
When people saw a young girl walking down the street with their own eyes, they would only subconsciously think she was a beautiful girl, rather than believe that what stood before them was a Cat Girl.
Even if a real Cat Girl were to blend into the crowd and come face-to-face with Cipher,
her first thought would likely be to be wary of the human before her, rather than believe the person was one of her own kind.
As for certain sexually repressed individuals... heh, just think about it, buddy, don't go fooling yourself.
Therefore, Cipher only needed to utilize people's inertia of thought.
By directly activating her authority, she could easily mask her special nature.
Cipher had quietly moved away from the bustling streets, carrying a white bag as she slowly walked into a dark alley alone.
"Meow~" × n
When she reached her destination, a group of stray cats burst into view.
They resided in the dark corners, a sharp contrast to those cats in the Cat Café with their glossy fur and plump bodies.
These stray cats appeared exceptionally thin, their frames protruding, their fur dull and matted with grime on every inch, telling the story of the hardships of living on the streets.
Tap, tap, tap.
Each crisp footstep sounded unusually distinct here.
The cats became instantly alert, their gazes shooting toward the source of the sound like arrows.
But in an instant, when they identified the newcomer,
a cacophony of "meows" rose one after another, their excitement beyond words.
As a fellow stray cat, Cipher had a smile on her face, as if she could see human-like smiles on the cats' faces.
There were as many as dozens of stray cats here.
Aside from a few original residents, most of the others were outsiders introduced by Cipher.
Several fluffy kittens excitedly scrambled on their short legs, stumbling toward Cipher with their tails held high like fluffy clouds.
Seeing this, Cipher didn't show the slightest distaste for their dust-covered fur; instead, she opened her arms and gathered them into her embrace one by one, conveying silent protection with her warm body.
"Alright, alright, don't be in such a hurry. Haven't I brought something delicious?"
Cipher gently wagged her tail, her lips curving into a tender arc, as if soothing a group of frightened children.
After saying that, she didn't care whether these little ones understood her or not and briskly tore open the bag with her claws.
She then distributed the carefully prepared cat food in front of each cat, her movements as practiced as an experienced "cat mama."