Wolf Venerable's after-sales service is coming. She said she's going to settle scores with people from her server. Tell me quickly, Wolf Venerable is...

Windchaser and Elena came out with Vita. They looked at the two people chatting, as well as Silver Wolf, who stood off to the side watching Vernacular Poet and the others.

Windchaser asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Vernacular Poet also dropped his previously easygoing demeanor. "I just finished discussing something with Silver Wolf."

Sunken Crow nodded, lending more credibility to Vernacular Poet's claim.

When Windchaser had come out earlier, she had happened to see Silver Wolf close the livestream interface.

Holding Vita, she blinked in confusion. "Then what were you talking about just now?"

Vernacular Poet was about to answer when he suddenly noticed Vita lying in Windchaser's arms, her little hands clutching at her clothes. He fell silent for a second.

"Wait a second. I'm pretty curious—are you sure the little one won't turn out like you in the future?"

Windchaser looked down at Vita.

Vita looked up at her too.

The two stared wide-eyed at each other. Then Windchaser demanded, "Vernacular Poet! What do you mean by that?"

Vernacular Poet rubbed his forehead. "Nothing. I'm just afraid that if you go around tasting every herb like a farmer, she'll copy you."

Silver Wolf stood beside them, watching their interaction without interrupting. She merely reopened the player forum.

The video of the recent PVP match was still rapidly gaining popularity.

At the very top of the forum, a new post had already appeared—it was yesterday's "Mysterious NPC Encountered in the Platinum Guild."

The number of replies below had already exceeded ten thousand.

[NPCs all wear clothes with an otherworldly style, don't they? Could she really be an NPC? I think she's a GM?]

[This game has GMs? I've been playing for months, and there aren't even any version update previews. Every update is a hotfix.]

[Since when did the Platinum Guild become so charming that they could even lure back an NPC?]

[Isn't this photoshopped? Her art style doesn't match anyone else's at all.]

[666 You old fossils are getting pretty bold. You actually dared to push this trash post onto my homepage?]

Silver Wolf skimmed through them, then scrolled down and saw today's comments.

[Just one day later, proof she's a player: Silver Wolf defeated rank 13 Berry Soda without taking damage, in 11.4 seconds.]

[Read it. All I can say is, the Platinum Guild really struck gold.]

[Her reaction speed isn't human anymore.]

[Witnessing the rise of a new star.]

[I watched it immediately. She was no different from a total freight train.]

[Still different. A freight train is pretty imposing, but Silver Wolf looks so tiny and delicate.]

Windchaser leaned closer. "Are people online talking about you?"

"Yeah."

"Wow~" Windchaser looked entirely unsurprised. "Wolf Venerable, didn't you become a huge star all at once?"

Vernacular Poet glanced at it as well, then said, "Not quite, but some people might try to ride the hype."

Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Vernacular Poet opened a ranking list. "Well... Berry Soda is also the second-in-command of Echoes of the Boundary. It's normal for people to want to ride the hype."

A pale blue interface unfolded.

[Duel Arena Rankings]

Rank 1: [Blade of Judgment] Points: 675

Class: Judgment Knight

Rank 2: [Daylight Night] Points: 648

Class: Radiant Saint

Rank 3: [Astral Spirit] Points: 612

Class: Shadowchaser

...

Rank 14: [Skylark Luoyang] Points: 431

Class: Shadow Assassin

Vernacular Poet continued scrolling. "But I don't think there's any need to care. Berry Soda will handle it."

Silver Wolf grew interested. "You know her?"

"Not really. Since she posted the video herself, it's just a way to build hype, expand beyond her usual audience, and recruit you into her guild, Wolf Venerable." Vernacular Poet smiled. "It's all business, after all."

"Good grief, that's way too realistic."

After hearing that, Windchaser wore an enlightened expression.

"Then does that mean... Wolf Venerable's been put on the spot?"

Vernacular Poet shook his head.

"How could that be?"

He took two steps, drew a circle in the air with his finger, and slowly explained:

"At most, Berry Soda is using Wolf Venerable's outrageous performance this once to boost her own popularity. She's a streamer herself, after all, and losing doesn't hurt her. On the contrary, it'll draw even more attention to her."

"As for Wolf Venerable..." Vernacular Poet glanced at Silver Wolf. "She can't thank her enough."

Windchaser blinked. "Oh, right."

She quickly understood. For Berry Soda, being defeated by an unknown expert was itself an extremely valuable topic.

Elena moved closer to Windchaser and asked softly, "What exactly are you talking about?"

Windchaser hesitated. "Um... you could call it our code." She glanced at Silver Wolf and Vernacular Poet. "We might need to handle some things next."

Then she pointed at Vita. "How about this? Could you take Vita around and help her get familiar with the Elf Tribe first?"

Elena folded her arms and answered directly, "Together."

"Huh?" Windchaser froze for a moment. She scratched her head and looked at the time. "What time is it now...?"

Sunken Crow silently walked over to her side. "Almost six." After a pause, he added, "I can keep track of the time."

Windchaser: "..."

She thought for a while before finally nodding. "Fine."

So the three of them left with Vita under Elena's lead and began familiarizing themselves with the Elf Tribe.

Vernacular Poet watched their retreating figures, a faint smile appearing on his face. "I really didn't expect them to keep going like this."

"Oh?" Silver Wolf followed his gaze. "I'm actually curious—how did you get to know that Elf before?"

As if recalling an old memory, Vernacular Poet's lips curled up slightly. "We had some contact during the pioneering phase. Luckily, Chasing Wind's kid may be foolish, but she's sincere. That's how we got acquainted."

"Sounds like a friendship that began with a misunderstanding."

"Haha, more or less."

Vernacular Poet waved his hand, then returned to the previous topic. "But because of your absurd performance, Wolf Venerable, I think people Berry Soda can't suppress will most likely come looking to challenge you to duels."

Silver Wolf asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because the strength you displayed was a complete crushing victory. In the Duel Arena, where there's no level suppression, having thirty percent health left already counts as being technically a cut above your opponent." Vernacular Poet explained patiently.

"You mean they see me as a new challenge?"

"Of course, that's not all. At the very least, Wolf Venerable, you've become an insurmountable mountain in PVP."

Vernacular Poet nodded. "Of course, not everyone wants to win. Some players simply want to know how much they're really worth."

Silver Wolf could only say, "Then I'll become the longest river and the tallest mountain from now on~"

After all, PVP depended on a person's physical condition and bodily stats.

If this were a computer game or a handheld game, defeating Silver Wolf would not be nearly so difficult.

Vernacular Poet suddenly reached out. "Wolf Venerable's got a call. I'll take it first."

"Okay."

Silver Wolf silently took out her game console and went off to practice her skills nearby.

After some time.

Vernacular Poet hung up. "Wolf Venerable, my family ordered dinner, so I'm logging off too."

"Okay." Silver Wolf replied to Vernacular Poet while continuing to operate the console.

Vernacular Poet turned into motes of light and vanished on the spot.

Naturally, Silver Wolf would not let this opportunity slip by. She was going to track him down through the internet cable and arrest him directly.

Offline doxxing was an essential part of the experience.