Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, so see you next time."

Crunch!

Kafka's figure gradually became illusory. Just as her figure was about to disappear, the sound of a door opening was heard. Subconsciously, she looked towards the source of the sound.

Gray hair, haggard yet endlessly gentle eyes and brows, familiar yet strange.

This is the person she misses in her dreams.

Her pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes kept trembling, and countless ripples flickered in her eyes. She was stunned, standing there like a sculpture, without moving, and even without breathing.

At this moment, all thoughts in my mind disappeared, leaving only a blank, like a rushing waterfall, pure white yet endlessly flowing.

The shadow of her body flickered twice for the last time, and she suddenly took a deep breath, as if she came alive at this moment. It was obvious that the aura around her became very weak, and the feeling of death disappeared. She was no longer the high and mighty star core hunter, but instead turned into a humble wretch, weak but tenacious.

"Big……"

She took a step forward unconsciously, and before she could finish her words, the blue figure flashed twice and completely disappeared from the spot.

With a flash of light, the surrounding space instantly became fragmented, like a broken mirror. The scene inside the Starry Sky Train began to fade rapidly, replaced by a dim yet gorgeous room.

The only light in the room came from the faint twinkling stars outside the window and a game screen.

"Big brother!"

Suddenly, in this silent room, an excited and urgent shout rang out, scaring someone so much that he shivered and his hand slipped, causing the game character he was controlling to die instantly.

Kafka took two steps forward. She wanted to get closer to him. She wanted to hold his hand, feel his presence, and smell his scent. But in the blink of an eye, she was back in the room, back in this dim, lonely room.

Her breathing stopped instantly, and for a moment she even thought she had seen it wrong, that this was the same as before, just like the countless times she had woken up from the silent night, that everything was just a dreamy yet cruel dream that would disappear every time at the happiest moment.

Her pupils gradually lost focus, like a puppet.

At this moment, the originally clever Star Core Hunter became stupid and slow. She stared blankly ahead, at the place where Fan Mu had just stood in the dream. Now there was nothing there but a solid wall.

At this moment, she seemed to be thinking a lot, yet she seemed to be thinking of nothing. Her heart was beating slowly, yet it seemed that it was not beating at all. She was slow to notice that everything in front of her was real.

Her breathing was steady, as if she wasn't breathing. She didn't know. She just stood there blankly until a doubtful cry brought her back to her senses.

"Kafka?"

Silver Wolf turned off the game console in his hand, looked at her silly appearance, and called her hesitantly.

Did she hack into the wrong system, causing Kafka to see something she shouldn't have seen and irritate her nerves?

That’s not right either!

She scratched her head. What kind of scene had Kafka not seen?

When doing the mission, I have seen 3*, 4*, fancy, strange, heavy-tasting, and bug-like ones. Why is it so exciting this time?

Or did she see "hunting" and "abundance" mixed together?

Or, ahem, a bug popping?

The moment this thought came to her mind, she seemed to hear a sound of laughter from a dozen or even hundreds of people. She was so scared that she immediately shook her head and put this inappropriate thought behind her.

"Kafka?"

She called out softly again, walked in front of her, jumped up and waved her hands in front of her out-of-focus eyes.

Kafka's sanity gradually returned, very slowly and over a long period of time. The dim starlight began to penetrate into her spiritual world, covering her rippling eyes. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and deathly silence returned.

Dream?

Is it a dream?

But... this dream was so real. She clearly didn't even touch it this time. She just glanced at it from a distance. But this one glance made her unable to get out of it. Obviously... she had already seen it countless times in her dreams.

She thought so, immersed in her own world.

Didn't she expect that everything that just happened was true?

Maybe she thought of it, but she just didn't want to believe it, or maybe she just didn't dare to believe it.

She had imagined similar dreams and similar scenes thousands of times. She was so scared that she subconsciously rejected the real answer.

"Kafka, Kafka?"

The expression on Silver Wolf's face was almost wrinkled into an emoticon. Fuck, she didn't listen after so many shouts. If she wasn't unsure what had provoked this bad woman, or if she couldn't beat her, she would have taken action.

"Hey!"

With a helpless sigh, she sat back on the bed. Now she could only wait for Kafka to recover. There was no point in getting angry, so she might as well take advantage of this time to carefully check the equipment to see if she had accidentally changed the data coordinates incorrectly.

If it was really her problem, that would be too bad. I would be eaten up by bad women for the rest of my life.

Time passed slowly, one system, two systems, and Silver Wolf's virtual keyboard in the air was almost leaving an afterimage. His eyes were wide open, and he looked at the code line by line for fear of missing any of it.

She checked these two systems no less than a hundred times, but found no errors. There was no problem with the starting point, the transmission process, or the destination. But Kafka was so shocked!

Shit, she was so anxious that she pounded the virtual keyboard. This was fine, that was fine, could it be that the Starry Sky Train was gathering for a **?

But even if it was turned on, the stimulation wouldn't be this great, right?

Could it be that the general took some time off to visit his daughter on the train, only to find out that she had been sold and was being used by 10 Zergs to fill in the gaps?

Isn't it?

Maybe?

Silver Wolf was also muttering in his heart that there must be nothing wrong with his machine, and there must be nothing wrong with Kafka's psychological endurance, so the problem could only be with the train.

Just as she was daydreaming, Kafka finally came to her senses from her self-doubt. She looked at her hands in confusion, and her eyes gradually regained their clarity.

What am I doing?

By the way, I want to take the Starry Sky Train to Luofu. I should have completed this task, right? It seems that I have completed it, right?

She thought about it, looked around, and saw the silver wolf with disheveled hair. Her thoughts gradually became clear and her breathing became faster. Wasn't everything that just happened... a dream?

"Silver Wolf, let me go back!"

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Uh... let's push Kafka's plot back a bit, mainly because there's nothing much to write about since a phantom just appeared.

I will also practice my writing skills for the reunion scene. The next time we meet, it will be a simulation of the end of the fairy boat and a formal meeting.