Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

Nan Feng has been in Punklord for almost a year without any gains, so he must think about how to leave here next. It is not impossible to abandon the spaceship and fly through the universe with his own joy power, but the risk is a bit high.

If there is really no other way, traveling directly in the physical body is really the worst option.

Even if it was him, he would be turned into minced meat if hit by a meteorite. Unless you can really reach the level of a master, no matter how powerful your sword is, you cannot split a meteorite that is hundreds of times larger than yourself. And you can't cheat in reality.

And even if you avoid meteorites, there are still various cosmic disasters...

Spending a year in Punklord was not without gain. At least I got to know some of the main forces, and I also knew which people were easy to mess with and which were not.

Nan Feng walked aimlessly on the shabby streets. His nose had become accustomed to the stench. People in the slums were still immersed in the virtual world even though their real life was so unbearable.

Such a living environment will of course lead to a terrible phenomenon - plague...

He was a destiny walker, so naturally, nothing would happen to him because of such a minor infectious disease. But the people here were different, most of them were pale and thin, with highly malnourished bodies and extremely weak resistance.

When a plague breaks out, everyone dies.

Now is the peak period of the plague outbreak, but many people suffering from this terminal illness do not even care about their bodies and continue to immerse themselves in the game world. To them, those treatment pills are not as good as giving themselves two game batteries.

Neither happy nor sad, Nan Feng looked expressionlessly at the people who were in pain but extremely excited while playing games. This was probably death by entertainment. So, is this the meaning of joy? Haha, he hated joy so much that Nan Feng's hatred for joy always permeated his life.

"Silver Wolf, am I going to die? Cough cough..." A skinny little girl with a pale face stretched out her bony hand and grabbed the elbow of the silver-haired girl who was still playing games nearby.

"You won't die, you just went to another dungeon." Silver Wolf said with a smile, "Don't worry, one day, we will continue to clear that dungeon. You have already cleared the online dungeon of this world."

"Then I'm better than you... ahem... I'm so happy that I beat you for the first time." The little girl slowly closed her eyes.

If there really is another copy, how great it would be. Silver Wolf didn't know if there would be another copy, but she knew that a good playmate would probably leave the current copy.

Silver Wolf felt empty inside. From now on, he had no qualified playmates. It was so boring...

So sad…

She had contracted the plague once when she was a child, but she had a good resistance and had never been infected again since she overcame it. So she had seen too many playmates leave for the next instance.

That's it, nothing new.

"Are you just going to let her die?" Silver Wolf suddenly heard a voice that was unfamiliar but not unheard of.

After recalling for a long time, he roughly remembered that there was a mourning actor a year ago, who played the game well, but that was all. The key point is not this, the key point is that he is going to assassinate the Joy Order, if it weren't for this, Silver Wolf would definitely not be able to remember who this person is, after all, they only met once.

"Death is a very normal thing in Punklord," Silver Wolf said calmly. "People think that they have just gone to another virtual world and restarted their copy."

"What do you think?" Nan Feng crossed his arms.

"It doesn't matter. Why don't you leave?" said Silver Wolf.

"You said you have a solution to my problem, so I want to try it one last time." Nan Feng said, because in this year, he only saw the possibility of breaking through the problem from Silver Wolf.

"I'm not in the mood to play with you, please go back. Even I would feel sad when a playmate leaves." Silver Wolf stretched. It's true that you can't tell how sad he is from his attitude, maybe he's sad in his heart too.

"If I can save her life, can you play a game with me?" Nan Feng said, pointing to the terminally ill girl who had closed her eyes.

"Hmm? Do you have any solution? If you are the Walker of Bountiful Destiny, I would believe it..." Silver Wolf said doubtfully.

Nan Feng didn't say much and performed some kind of secret technique. This was a secret technique he learned slowly after his memory recovered after he mastered the power of joyful destiny. It used some unknown and abundant power hidden in the body to dispel the disease.

He knew that this was the power he inherited from one of his reincarnations.

The miraculous doctor cured the dying girl's disease, but the pale face and thin body could not be cured by the power of abundance. In fact, this disease is not a particularly serious disease, but the people here have too weak resistance to it.

As for helping other people who are infected, I'm sorry, Nan Feng doesn't feel he has this obligation.

If everyone needs to save themselves, how can he survive?

Moreover, if this sick social outlook does not change, we can save it once, but we cannot save it for a lifetime.

"Hmm... so warm... Hey, Silver Wolf, why are you in this copy too?" The girl murmured as she opened her eyes.

"That's because you haven't completed this copy yet, and the conditions for opening the next game copy have not been met." Silver Wolf said half-jokingly.

"Am I still alive?"

Seeing that the disease had been completely eradicated, Nan Feng left here silently, then lit a cigarette at the door and waited for Silver Wolf to come out.

Being addicted to smoking is actually a kind of anesthesia. He also wants to immerse himself in the fantasy world of ecstasy for the rest of his life. Only here can his sadness stop.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row.

"I don't know how you did it, but thank you very much." Silver Wolf walked out the door and squatted beside him. "No need to play games, I will help you solve this problem. Let's not talk about this for now, can we be friends?"

"Am I... worthy of having a friend?" Nan Feng said with a wry smile, "I am a complete tragedy."

"Hey, what you said is right. Everyone has his own reason for survival, right? If you didn't have friends before, I will be your first friend. My name is Silver Wolf. Although I may sound a bit boastful, I will definitely be a famous hacker in the future." Silver Wolf said.

"Well...most people who get involved with me don't end up well." Nan Feng said seriously.

"I'll tell you my name for now." said Silver Wolf.

"Nan Feng. An ugly name." Nan Feng said.

"Why do you want to assassinate the Joy Envoy?" Silver Wolf asked with a smile. She was very curious, she had been curious before, and now that she had the chance, she wanted to ask even more.

"She caused my family to be destroyed. I want revenge, that's all. I hate pleasure." Nan Feng said.

"I see. There are indeed some Masked Fools who do whatever it takes to have fun. Don't be sad. Let's play the game. How about I give you a hand? Then we can tell you more about your story."

……

"Reincarnation species? There is actually such a magical race in the world. No wonder you have mastered such a hidden power of abundance." Silver Wolf was thoughtful. She felt that she had learned a lot all of a sudden. "Then...if you have any trouble in the future, tell me and I will help you solve it, how about that?"

"The assassination order makes it impossible for you to do it..." Nan Feng shook his head. Perhaps it was because the little girl blowing bubble gum in front of him was very sleepy, or because she was his first friend, or because she promised to help him solve his current difficulties. In short, Nan Feng told her many little secrets about himself.

Maybe he also wants to find someone to have a good communication with, but he just doesn't have the chance.

"The assassination order really makes it impossible for me to do it. What I mean is that when you are reincarnated in the future, you can come to me and continue playing games." Silver Wolf said with a smile.

"That me is no longer Nan Feng." Nan Feng knew very well that after reincarnation he would lose all his memories and only retain some knowledge and abilities that could be passed on.

Even if he remembered his past life, it would be painful for him who had already reincarnated.

"It's okay, we are friends, aren't we? Let's agree on a password. Tell me this number and I will help you unconditionally once. Wouldn't it be nice if you could also leave some inheritance for the next one? Hehehe. Besides, that's very interesting." Silver Wolf laughed.

"Is it interesting?"

"I find it very funny. You are such an insensitive person. Look, even if I let you use only one hand, you can't beat me. You are a rookie. Just practice more."

"It makes cheating sound so refreshing and refined."

"People who play games can call it that, this is called skill. Let's change it to a more upscale name, this is called Punk Lord spirit!" Silver Wolf said confidently.

……

"This spaceship..." Nan Feng fell into deep thought as she looked at the luxurious spaceship in front of her. Silver Wolf had agreed to meet her on this small hill in seven days, but as soon as she arrived here, she saw the spaceship with the company's logo.

"I'll bring you a luxury spaceship. It's so much better than your crappy one!" Silver Wolf said with a smile as he sat on top of the spaceship. "Look how good I am to you, my friend."

"This belongs to the company... You wouldn't have hacked into the company system, right?" Nan Feng was dumbfounded, his eyelids twitching.

"What are you saying? I have a very good relationship with the company, so what's wrong with borrowing a spaceship? Hehehe, take it or not. Don't worry, I have dismantled the positioning on it, so you won't be hunted down by people from the company." Silver Wolf said proudly.

Well, great deeds do not care about details, great gifts do not refuse small concessions, a sentence in Nan Feng's mind made him fall into self-doubt and soon he suddenly realized it. Well, I borrowed it, and I will pay it back when the assassination order is completed in the future. Of course, if I die, I will not be able to pay it back.

"Thank you very much." Nan Feng said.

"You're welcome. If you survive, remember to come play with me. Next time, practice your skills more." Silver Wolf said with a smile.

"If we meet again, I probably won't remember you next time, and I won't be Nan Feng anymore." Nan Feng said, "Well, goodbye then."

"Yes, have a safe journey, Nan Feng. Don't let the envoy die on the way without seeing you."