Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

On the day when Kafka's spaceship was repaired, Silver Wolf felt for the first time that time had passed so slowly. Three short days felt like several Amber Ages to her. Kafka, on the other hand, felt that time had passed quite quickly. She had only cooked a few meals when it was time to leave.

In the past few days, Silver Wolf has truly witnessed how lazy a person can be. Previously, Silver Wolf's highest level of laziness was to be able to play games every day like himself, without having to do anything, with food to eat when hungry and drinks to drink when thirsty.

But Lingling really refreshed Silver Wolf's three views. Lingling really didn't consider herself an outsider. She treated herself as a maid.

Fortunately, everything is over, and Silver Wolf doesn't want to think about what happened in the past two days.

The company's spaceship repairman shipped Kafka's spaceship to Lingling's yard, and Kafka paid the repair fee with the card given by Lingling.

"A total of 12 credits. Thank you for your patronage."

The repairman thanked him and left. Silver Wolf was a little surprised when she heard that 12 credit points were used. She had thought it would be more.

"It's only 12 yuan. I thought it would be more than 100 yuan."

"Baby, you can't think like that. These credit points are not ours. I used you as collateral to get them from Lingling."

Silver Wolf widened her eyes in shock. She was sold out. Oh my God of the End Star, Kafka, how could you sell me out!

"Kafka! Why! Do! This!" Silver Wolf gritted his teeth and said each word.

"Because she thinks you've performed well these past two days, she plans to keep you as her personal maid. You know, she impressed me with her sincerity." Kafka said with a slight smile.

"Kafka! How much did you sell me for?"

"1 million credits."

Silver Wolf was even more shocked. Her bounty was 23 billion credits, and you told me you sold me out for 100 million credits? And to my enemy?

"You!!!" Silver Wolf's eyes widened, her face flushed crimson as if blood could drip out. She trembled with anger, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, oblivious. Glistening tears welled up in her eyes, slowly sliding down the slightly reddened corners, leaving two distinct tear marks.

Silver Wolf had always considered Kafka his closest comrade and best friend. They had fought side by side, endured countless life-or-death trials together, shared joys and sorrows, and confided their secrets and dreams in each other's spare time. However, facing Kafka's heartless betrayal, selling him out for a mere 100 million credits, Silver Wolf felt a sharp pain in his heart.

She couldn't understand why a friendship that was once so deep had become so fragile and vulnerable? Could money really destroy everything so easily? Silver Wolf stood there blankly, staring at Kafka's familiar yet unfamiliar face, his heart filled with despair, anger, and deep disappointment...

"Hahahahahahahaha! Baby~ You actually believed what she said? Don't worry, how could I bear to sell you out!" Along with a crisp and hearty laugh, Kafka's voice full of feminine charm came slowly from behind Silver Wolf.

Silver Wolf was startled at the familiar voice, a hint of surprise crossing his face. He quickly turned around and glanced behind him. He saw Kafka approaching with graceful steps, wearing a striking casual outfit that perfectly outlined her graceful figure. She wore a simple yet stylish white shirt, the collar slightly open, perfectly showcasing her charming collarbone and slender neck.

Her lower body was accessorized with a pair of black high stockings, their delicate and smooth texture seeming to gleam mysteriously in the sunlight, complementing the exquisite purple high heels on her feet, further highlighting her noble and elegant temperament. The black bag she carried was like a dazzling black gem, exuding an aura of understated luxury. The entire look was both mature and charming, revealing a casual and natural charm that caught Silver Wolf's eye.

Silver Wolf rubbed her eyes, looked carefully at Kafka in front of her, then turned back to look at another Kafka who was holding a black card in her hand.

"You are Kafka, then she is???"

"I...of course I am your master. Hahaha." After a burst of falling flowers, Kafka, holding the black card, appeared in front of the Silver Wolf!

"Okay, you! I knew it was you, you bad guy! Kafka won't sell me out, you just want to bully me!!!" Silver Wolf was so angry that he chased Lingling in the yard. Lingling disappeared from the place where Silver Wolf pounced and appeared next to Kafka. Silver Wolf chased after her again, and Lingling appeared in the same place as before.

"Okay Lingling, stop teasing Silver Wolf. You've made her cry." Kafka pleaded for Silver Wolf.

"Haha, you'll be gone soon, so it will be hard for me to tease her again. It's such a waste not to bully such a cute silver wolf."

Lingling said this in a teasing tone, and Silver Wolf's defense was broken again after hearing it.

"That's abominable, that's abominable, I'm not your toy."

"Kafka, look, she's getting anxious again. How funny. I've decided. I'll come find you as soon as I have time. Silver Wolf baby, don't miss me too much after you leave me."

Lingling flashed in front of the Silver Wolf and hugged the Silver Wolf who was a little caught off guard. Lingling's left hand also rubbed the back of the Silver Wolf's head, and her right hand gently pulled her seductive turbine.

"Baby, your turbo ponytail feels great. Try twin ponytails next time so I can pull one with each hand."

Silver Wolf tried to struggle since Lingling hugged her, but she couldn't get free at all. When Lingling's hand touched her head and ponytail, Silver Wolf gave up resisting as if she had been electrocuted.

Silver Wolf's weakness was breached, and he fiercely remembered this humiliating moment in his heart. "When I return to headquarters and take my weapon, I'll make sure you're in trouble." And, Kafka, why are you just watching?

Lingling took the initiative to let go of the silver wolf. She appeared next to Kafka again. Kafka said, "I can pretend not to see it this time, but I may not be able to do that next time."

"Of course, Silver Wolf, remember to be more proactive next time. After all, it's not okay for a cute girl like me to take the initiative all the time~★"

Lingling spoke in a somewhat shy tone. Silver Wolf wanted to taunt her harshly, but after two days of in-depth communication, Silver Wolf found that the more he resisted, the more excited she became. Kafka had never helped him once, at most she would just talk like this.

"I...next time I will definitely step on you under my feet!" Silver Wolf shouted in a threatening and provocative tone.

"Oh, so you want to be on top? Okay, but you have to be more proactive. I'm hard to chase~★"

Silver Wolf is really going crazy. How can you say such cruel words without blinking? Also, I, Silver Wolf, will never chase you even if I die! I, Silver Wolf, am not a neodymium copper!

"I don't like you! Stop being so self-indulgent! I, Silver Wolf, will never like you even if I die!"

Lingling was very sad and said in a trembling voice: "So that's how it is. I thought Silver Wolf liked me very much!"

Lingling even deliberately shed some tears, which fell to the ground in big drops. When Silver Wolf saw this, he didn't feel the pleasure of revenge, but instead felt a little guilty for some reason.

Silver Wolf felt a little annoyed when he thought about how Lingling had been having in-depth conversations with him whenever she had the chance, and how she had been treating him like a maid.

"Even if you cry, I won't forgive you. You still owe me 76 game accounts!"

Lingling gradually stopped crying after hearing this, but she still sobbed a little as she said, "I, I understand."

After Lingling finished whispering, she ran straight back home and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Silver Wolf didn't expect Lingling to be like this. Kafka looked at Silver Wolf with some displeasure, but she didn't say anything. After all, Lingling did go a little too far.