After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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Silver Wolf did not answer, but walked back to the outer room, conjured a pulse gun, and looked around warily.

"Mind your own business! I'll hold Spall off."

Silver Wolf's tone was hurried, completely unlike his usual lazy manner, and even the content of his speech was much more concise.

"Can you handle Spa?" Kaffa asked worriedly.

"Just avoid direct combat. I'm a legend of Punk Lord! Spall was just a defeated opponent back in the day!"

Silver Wolf slowed his speech, tilted his head back to reveal his fair chin, his cheeks slightly flushed, and glanced at Kafka.

"I trust my companions. Be careful."

Kafka spoke softly, turned her head, and began manipulating the star core. The door to the artifact room quietly closed.

The strange object compartment fell silent instantly.

Silver Wolf stood alone on the department floor, his heart pounding with anxiety, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid and heavy.

Can I beat Spa?

Will win!

Right?

Silver Wolf gripped the gun handle, tightening his hold gradually.

呼咔

The sound of shattering glass rang out.

Silver Wolf's heart trembled slightly. He held his breath, raised his head, and saw a dark purple color appear before his eyes.

The mass of color expanded rapidly, gradually swelling to several centimeters in size, forming a dark wormhole. At the entrance of the wormhole, an eyeball was visible.

Those are... Spa's eyes!

Silver Wolf swallowed hard, his fingertips moving rapidly, striking the keyboard with lightning speed.

First, we need to find a way to stop Spac's jump!

……

Let's rewind a few seconds...

Spall leaped repeatedly, traveling in a straight line towards the Curiosity Room.

But halfway there, he stopped, had a sudden inspiration, and sent out another mocking emoji.

After starting again, Spall arrived at the artifact section after only two transfers. He saw the room full of artifacts, and at the same time, he also saw the familiar figure of Silver Wolf.

The hacker girl flicked her fingers, looked up, grinned, and stuck her tongue out at Spa.

The next second, Spah saw the exit, which had been expanding, suddenly shrink. Unwilling to accept his fate, Spah summoned his virtual keyboard and began typing furiously.

Unfortunately, exports did not expand at all; instead, they contracted even faster.

Spall saw that outside the wormhole, the silver wolf grinned, laughing more and more, even twisting its waist and shaking its buttocks.

Nima

This is clearly a provocation!

Spall was never one to admit defeat. Although his original plan was to stop the Star Core Hunters, he suddenly changed his mind at this moment:

Grandpa's going to spank Silver Wolf's ass hard!

But before that...

Spall noticed the exit had disappeared, so he frowned, looked around, and realized that the area was empty, with only nothingness remaining.

The whole world was shrouded in a dark purple hue, devoid of any light or matter, except for him, who was suspended in mid-air.

"Etherspace. It's been so long since I've been here..."

Spall muttered to himself, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, striking away for a long time, but he couldn't even create a single crack.

"Silver Wolf, your combination lock is really powerful... In terms of ether editing technology alone, no matter how much I study it, I will never be your match."

Spall sighed. Despite being in deep trouble, he wasn't panicked at all. Instead, he took out a bag of snacks and started chewing.

He seemed to have given up resisting.

But the next second, Spah suddenly raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

Golden light shimmered from his fist. Spah didn't use much force; he simply squinted slightly, aimed at the air, and threw a punch.

at the same time……

Silver Wolf watched the wormhole disappear and waited for a long time without seeing any signs of it opening. He breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

Spa... I'm still pretty strong!

Silver Wolf pursed his lips and tilted his chin up.

Crunch!

The cracking sound rose.

Creak! Creak! Creak...

Silver Wolf frowned slightly, looked up, and saw cracks spreading like a spider web across the empty sky.

She was momentarily stunned. Without thinking further, her fingers began to move, frantically tapping the keyboard, but the cracks kept multiplying and wouldn't stop.

wrong

wrong! wrong!

Spatha... used more than just EtherEdit!

Silver Wolf's heart trembled as he watched the space before him shatter like glass. A hand peeled open the spatial wall, and he climbed out.

Silver Wolf was startled and turned to run.

Next second...

boom!

Suddenly, an explosion resounded between heaven and earth. A wave of heat rose instantly, and in the blink of an eye, a mushroom cloud dozens of meters high was erected, engulfing her vision.

Mushroom clouds rose continuously, and orange-red flames flashed and burst forth like fireworks, chasing the silver wolf with a whooshing sound like flower snakes.

"Woooooooooooo..."

Silver Wolf, now shrouded in black smoke, darted forward like a startled rabbit. The firelight, however, relentlessly pursued her, while Spah hovered in mid-air, a smile playing on his lips.

That's right!

In Punk Lord, Silver Wolf is the queen of the neon city, a living legend... but these legends are always accompanied by a stain!

Like Batman and the Joker, like Conan and Kid...

That bastard Spall always jumps out and ruins her plans, seemingly trying to add a formidable rival to the story of Punk Lord.

No!

My baby is amazing! I don't need any rivals!

Silver Wolf cursed inwardly, purple flames rising from beneath her feet as she sped off, but the explosions followed her relentlessly. She turned around and saw Spa holding round bombs, casually tossing them over with a clatter.

But the next second, the bomb in Spa's palm disappeared, replaced by an assault rifle, and bullets rained down like raindrops.

From the perspective of interstellar civilization, rifles are practically primitive weapons. Yet, Silver Wolf dared not fail to dodge.

After a magazine of bullets was emptied, throwing knives followed in quick succession. Grenade launchers weaved through the knives, raining down with a deafening roar.

These changes in weaponry caught the silver wolf's eye, making the girl increasingly surprised and curious.

Silver Wolf knew that the [Ether Editing] technique could rewrite reality by manipulating memory matter, thus creating things out of thin air. However, even Silver Wolf herself could only create simple matter, not anything too intricate.

But Spata's problem isn't about precision or lack thereof.

Based on the texture of his weapon, Silver Wolf believed that even if the actual weapon were displayed here, it would only be of this level of craftsmanship.

No! It might even be more exquisite than the real thing!

Back in Punklords... Spa didn't seem that strong, but how did his etheric editing improve so much?

Silver Wolf couldn't quite understand it. In her view, Spa was like someone who made a game but didn't study the code, only focusing on modeling and art.

Although she seemed to be... being chased and screaming by these models...

Too...too! Too...too infuriating!

Silver Wolf was resentful, but he could only be chased.

The attack suddenly stopped.

Silver Wolf took the opportunity to create some distance and walked quite a distance, but Spah didn't catch up for a long time, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

She peeked out and curiously looked around, and saw Spare standing not far away, arms outstretched, palms open, tossing something that looked like a brick upwards.

The thing was pink, and its exact appearance was unclear, but Silver Wolf subconsciously felt that it was not a simple thing.

What exactly is this...?

Silver Wolf dared not be negligent and observed carefully, slowly shifting his gaze. He noticed that Spa's lips were curved into crescent moons, and his heart was immediately stirred.

She knew Spa well and knew that if he showed that expression, it meant either he had won a gold item in a game or he had obtained materials from a boss.

Or perhaps Spah was simply being sarcastic.

That bastard Spall... how dare he mock me for only daring to run away? Waaah... don't think I'm afraid to fight back!

Silver Wolf felt frustrated and for a moment forgot about the so-called difference in strength. He stopped running away and faced Spa head-on, his index finger twitching.

Before long, an energy shield appeared before them.

Chapter 14: This is how multiple destinies work.

Spall's inner thoughts were quite different from Silver Wolf's assumptions.

He traveled to the Curiosity Room, intending to toy with Silver Wolf and seek revenge, but he didn't forget his other plan.

Spa moved forward, spraying the ground with fire, his eyes scanning the surroundings for the strange object, the [Memory Album].

Unfortunately, the space station was filled with strange and unusual objects, including baseball bats of different styles and colors. Each bat even came with a catching glove, making it look like a whole set of oddities.

Spa wandered through the pile of oddities for quite some time before finally finding the pink photo album, which he grabbed and tossed around in his palm.

Hehe, I got my baby!

Spa licked his lips and curled the corners of his mouth up.

As a former employee of the company, he still couldn't resist the joy of possessing the treasure. Instantly, Spah stopped attacking, began toying with the strange object, and his smile grew wider and wider.

But when he came to his senses, he found that the silver wolf was behaving strangely, and a purple energy shield appeared in front of him. The color of the shield was gradually deepening.

This is... an ether shield?

Judging by its color, it's strong enough to withstand the iron hooves of the enemy's soldiers!

and many more!

The shield's color is an unnaturally dark shade! And...

Spah raised an eyebrow. He noticed that the shields had turned jet black in the blink of an eye, and what was worse, their numbers were increasing rapidly.

Swish!Swish!

In just two seconds, energy surged in the space, densely packed with over a hundred shields. The next second, the shields retracted, instantly condensing into a jet-black energy shield with sharp, distinct edges.

Um... this Ether editing technology

Silver Wolf, are you showing off your skills?

Spall knew that he couldn't create such an energy shield using only etheric editing.

This energy shield is far more than just incredibly powerful in terms of defense.

It can even create a bizarre force field that distorts reality and withstands a blow powerful enough to destroy a planet.

however

If you can handle the output of a lower-level star, then... what about a galaxy-level star?

Spah muttered to himself, put away his memory album, spread his right palm flat, emitting golden light, and assumed a throwing posture.