[Want to cure your disease? Come to Aurum Alley at midnight!]
"..."
His disease?
Naturally, it was the Honkai disease that had only just been cured.
"My illness is one that even the alchemists of the Alchemy Commission shake their heads at, and yet someone dares boast they can cure it."
Levi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After seeing the contents of the letter, he already knew who had sent it.
The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus.
On the Luofu Xianzhou, a land where followers of the Hunt despised the concept of immortality, they were the only ones who dared to worship the Abundance, the Hunt's mortal enemy, and pursue eternal life.
Most members of this organization were outsiders with short lifespans or terminal illnesses, as well as foxians who envied the longevity of the Xianzhou natives.
They hid in every corner of the Luofu, always watching, always waiting for an opportunity to grasp immortality.
'If you had come a little earlier…'
'Or if you had found me before I joined the chat group…'
'I might've considered it.'
After all, Abundance was said to cure all things, and if he could obtain its miracle, even if it couldn't fully cure his Honkai disease, gaining a longer life would at least let him survive the erosion for a while longer.
To be honest, before the chat group appeared, Levi had truly thought about paying the The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus a visit.
But now there was no need.
Levi looked at his smooth arm, the ugly, chilling purple corrosion veins were gone.
His Honkai disease was completely cured.
So naturally, there was no reason to join that so-called organization anymore.
What "Abundance" my ass! Looks like they've never been beaten by our Divination Commission's master!
Holding the letter from the The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, Levi thought for a while about how to handle it.
After some time, he walked out of his house with the letter in hand and headed toward the Divine Foresight Office under the artificial sunlight.
———
[Onboard the Stellaron Hunters' Ship]
Silver Wolf, who had been playing games, suddenly slapped her head.
"Crap! I think when I transferred money to that guy, I forgot to wipe my traces!"
She didn't actually have any credit points herself; she'd always been spending the stored credits from various "company" accounts.
Through countless experiences, Silver Wolf had long learned how to safely and undetectably mooch credit points from the company.
Her trick was to quietly siphon a few credits from countless accounts and move them to her own.
The amounts were so tiny, and she was always careful to erase traces, that the system could never detect it.
Unless, of course, someone manually investigated.
But asking someone to manually search through billions of accounts across the universe for a few that looked "off"? Impossible.
Unless an account owner noticed the issue and reported it to the company.
But Silver Wolf wasn't stupid, she only picked young users who'd never notice a thing.
Foolproof.
Unfortunately, this time, she'd been too focused on gaming and forgot to clean up her traces after transferring credits to Levi.
As expected, her company account was probably locked by now.
Silver Wolf opened her device and checked her chat log with Levi.
"…Not locked?"
Seeing that there were no new messages from him, she frowned in confusion.
"Or maybe he hasn't noticed yet?"
If he hadn't noticed, perfect, time to quietly unlock the account before she embarrassed herself.
She quit her game, slipped into the company's back-end system through her own secret backdoor, and started checking the blacklist for Levi's account.
"…Weird. Why isn't it here?"
After searching for a while and still not finding Levi's account, Silver Wolf's expression grew stranger.
'Has the company gotten so useless that it won't even react to someone shitting on its head?'
Unconvinced, she searched again, and this time, finally found a faint trail.
Following the traces, Silver Wolf located Levi's account hidden deep in a data corner.
It wasn't locked at all.
"Did the system get upgraded backward by the tech team or something?" she muttered.
Soon, though, she noticed something else.
A massive sum of credits had been deposited into Levi's account, marked "Project Funds."
Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow, and the moment she opened the account, her eyes fell on the "Identity" field. Her lips curled upward.
"'Topaz,' senior executive of the 'Strategic Investment Department,' member of the Ten Stonehearts… He changed his name?"
Of course she knew who Topaz was, but she never expected Levi to replace Topaz's account with his own.
"Bold move… I like it!"
Silver Wolf licked her lips, excited, and quickly began typing.
She restored Topaz's account, then started moving Levi's account, preserving all its permissions, into her own hidden database within the company system.
But as she was doing so, the screen suddenly went black.
Silver Wolf froze, staring at her own reflection on the dark screen.
"…Power outage?"
Whirrr!
The fan began spinning like crazy. Silver Wolf immediately realized what was happening.
'He booby-trapped his own account!!!'
The black screen flickered back on, but it wasn't the company's interface anymore.
Instead, a group of strange, snowman-like creatures appeared on the screen, dancing.
And singing.
"You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …"
In the ship's tiny kitchen, Kafka was looking at a projected recipe while preparing food.
"You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …"
"…?"
'What the hell is that noise?'
Kafka looked up, and instantly, her pupils trembled.
Every single device capable of showing an image was now displaying chubby white snowmen dancing.
Every speaker was blaring that eerie tune.
"You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …"
"You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …"
"You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …"
Kafka pressed her hand to her forehead. "Silver Wolf!!"
"Working on it, working on it!" Silver Wolf's voice came from her room. "This virus is a tough one, first time I've seen it! Give me a little time!"
"How long?"
"Ten minutes!"
———
[Ten Minutes Later]
The song was still playing.
Silver Wolf scratched her head in frustration.
———
Out on the street, Levi's phone buzzed.
[Stellaron Hunters (Silver Wolf): How do you remove that "You love me ♫ I love you ♫ …" thing you made?]
So in the end, the culprit had to go ask the victim for help.
[Levi: Why are you asking?]
Levi chuckled. If Silver Wolf knew about it, that clearly meant she'd been infected already.
[Cut the act! Just tell me how to get rid of it!]
Silver Wolf cautiously glanced at the doorway, where Kafka's expression was growing darker by the second.
[How did you even get infected?]
[Damn it! I was trying to move your account into my hidden database, how was I supposed to know you'd trapped it?!]
[Hurry up, my head's gonna explode!]
Levi smacked his lips. [Just sing along once.]
Silver Wolf blinked. 'There was actually such a method?'
[That's it? That simple?]
[That simple.]
Silver Wolf looked at the dancing white snowman in front of her, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Kafka! I found the fix!"
"..."
Ending her call with Silver Wolf, Levi finally arrived at the Divine Foresight General's office of the Xianzhou Luofu.