After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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Liu Ying stopped in her tracks, opened her lips as if to say something, but then closed them again. She rolled her eyes and took out her phone.

beep...beep...

A moment later, the call connected. Spah's ears twitched slightly as he heard Silver Wolf's voice coming through the receiver.

Unfortunately, the receiver volume was a bit low. Spah couldn't hear what Silver Wolf was saying, nor did he want to use his Destiny Power to pry into other people's privacy.

He only heard the fireflies' words:

"Yeah, he's pretty good. I'd probably be stronger than me. Without him, I'd be dead."

"What? You're lending him to me? Is it really okay for you to use your man so casually? Even though we're friends..."

"No, that's not it! What do you mean by swearing? Are you feeling guilty? Fine, I'm not saying anything more."

Firefly said a lot, but Spa didn't understand a single word. To be precise, he didn't want to understand at all.

Spall, unwilling to listen to the girls' gossip, yawned, pulled out a bag of potato chips, tore open the wrapper, and glanced around furtively.

He saw that the ground around him was littered with steel rebar debris, just as it had been before he fell into the hallucination.

Maybe... we can find some clues?

Spall thought to himself and took a step. But before he could move, he caught a glimpse of Firefly running towards him again.

"Well, what's going on?"

Spall raised the corners of his lips and tried his best to put on a friendly smile, but in his heart, he had no interest in the girl.

"That silver wolf said: Mr. Spall is a man of great integrity. So, could you do me a favor?"

After saying this, Liu Ying didn't know how to continue, so she just raised her head and stared directly at Spa.

“I won’t help.” Spah shook his head. He wasn’t the kind of person who would readily help others.

"Huh? Silver Wolf clearly said: This method of asking Spall for help always works, right? Am I not sincere enough?"

Firefly muttered to herself, not even bothering to lower her voice.

"I heard you! Hey!"

Spah shouted.

Liu Ying scratched her head, but didn't show any embarrassment. Instead, she picked up her phone and handed it to Spa.

Spall took the phone, held it to his ear, and before he was ready, he heard Silver Wolf snort and say:

[Listen up, you stinky Spall! There's a request here worth hundreds of millions of credits. All you need to do is use your ability to rewind time to help out.]

"..."

Spall yawned, showing little interest, but out of politeness, he patiently listened on.

[Here's what happened: I found strange insect fragments at Ruan Mei's place. Upon investigation, it turned out to be a *Phyllostachys edulis*, a type of insect that should have gone extinct during the Grammer period… Hey! Hey! Are you still listening?]

Silver Wolf's shrill voice woke Spah from his nap.

Spall scratched his head, his eyes darting around, trying to find a reason to refuse Silver Wolf's request.

He racked his brains, unable to come up with anything to say, but his gaze was fixed on something. Something there was drawing his attention.

The substance was somewhat viscous, silvery-white in color, and adhered to the scrap steel. It was not clearly visible unless you looked closely.

However, Spah felt a memetic aura above, quite different from the surrounding memory matter.

Meme graffiti?

Spall muttered to himself, took a step forward, walked up to the graffiti, and examined it closely, only to discover that the graffiti was actually in the shape of a mask.

This in itself was nothing special, but Spah was surprised to find that the mask had a smiling face and a teardrop at the corner of the eye.

This is the mark of that fool!

That guy... he really came here before?

Spah clenched his fist, a warm current churning in the center of his chest, growing faster and faster.

He took two deep breaths to calm himself before activating the power of his destiny and using [Melancholy Blues].

Time, turning back to the past.

Spall saw the Fool reappear before him.

He chuckled, grabbed the spray paint, sprinkled out the white powder, and started tap-dancing with his feet. The white trench coat trembled and made a rustling sound.

Before long, a smile took shape. The Fool took a step and walked to a spot not far away, where Baltan's corpse lay.

"Hehe! Just as I thought... Looks like we've decided where to go next."

Where are you going?

Upon hearing this, Spah's spirits lifted slightly. He quickened his pace, walked behind the Fool, and pricked up his ears.

Chapter 38 In Search of the Star's Tail

"The more information, the better, of course."

"Besides this place, that ice-covered planet also seems to have traces of the Flowing Light Worms, and the concentration of memory matter is even stronger. I have to go and pay them a proper visit... Hehe, hehehehe."

The Fool chuckled, snapped his fingers, and hopped around, making a clattering sound.

Spall focused his attention, listening intently to the other person's movements, and awaiting his next words.

But the Fool remained silent. After a moment of silence, he stopped jumping, slowly turned around, and gazed toward Spa's location.

Spall felt a chill run down his spine. Reflexively, he reached into his pocket, pulled out the power gun, and aimed it at the Fool.

But the Fool turned his head, snapped his fingers, and with a snap, transformed into a blood-red butterfly and vanished.

Only shrill laughter remained, lingering in the air for a long time.

Hehe...hehehehehehe

Spa clenched his fist, then relaxed it, sighed softly, and shook his head helplessly.

As expected... it's not that easy. Can we catch him?

However, that guy said this is the starting point for the Flowing Light Bugs...

Does this mean that I can go back in time and find the coordinates of all the light worms in the universe?

And the Fool... might also appear on a planet with coordinates!

Spah pondered, his consciousness slowly sinking, the scenes flashing by like a revolving lantern, rewinding rapidly.

In the ruins, stones and steel bars gradually piled up, transforming into a space market, and strange houses resembling slugs were erected.

As the rewind continues, time passes faster and faster, and before long, the house turns back into steel bars, then into blocks of stone, and disappears without a trace.

On the desolate land, only the skeletons of giant beasts remained. The vast white ground was empty.

At this point, Spah stopped backtracking.

He looked up and saw a purple shooting star streak across the sky.

The meteor, which started as a thin streak, soon grew larger and larger. Spah realized that the meteor was hurtling towards the open ground beneath his feet.

Upon getting closer, Spall realized that the object was not a shooting star at all, but a cluster of meteorites.

The meteorite emitted flames, as if a sky city was pressing down on the ground.

The stone was riddled with holes, from which countless real insects flew out.

Buzz! Buzz buzz buzz...

The sound of flapping wings pierced the eardrums. The insects were entirely blue, faintly tinged with golden light. But their most striking feature was their pincers, which snapped and sliced ​​away at the pebbles blocking their path.

boom!

The meteorite landed, igniting a burst of orange-red flames.

Although he was just an observer, the sound of the explosion still made Spa's ears ring, and he subconsciously activated his life force to protect his eardrums.

Before long, the heat subsided, and the desolate land returned to tranquility.

Spare slightly sped up the playback and saw the insects waging war, devouring each other. Once their numbers decreased to a certain level, the light-emitting insects took off, streaking like shooting stars, and ascended into space.

Yes! That's it!

Spa has completely stopped showing the film.

He looked up and saw that in the sky, each of the luminous insects was clutching a meteorite. The stones spewed purple flames and left long tails.

As time moved forward slightly, the insects disappeared into the starry sky, flying in all directions and leaving behind dozens of trails, much like hunting stars.

Wait... these trajectories!

Spah vaguely felt that the trajectory looked somewhat familiar.

He racked his brains and then remembered that a tail fin of unknown origin had been hanging in the sky above the desolate land.

However, he had long regarded these as wonders and did not think much of them.

Since the movements of the Streamer Worms can be observed using astronomical methods, it is also possible to find the planets they visit.

Spah muttered to himself, raising his arm. A black spot appeared in the once-complete world, and the black spot turned into a vortex, spinning continuously.

The starry sky instantly twisted and convulsed like a pool of water tossed with a heavy stone. Countless memories converged towards the black hole, transforming into cones of light that fell into Spa's palm.

Spall, at the same time, ended the backtracking process.

【Hey! Hey hey hey hey! Not replying to me is very, very, very... very rude!】

Spah only heard his phone ring when he returned to reality.

Seemingly getting desperate, Silver Wolf started using more reduplicated words and speaking faster. She even appeared as a projection in front of Spa.

Silver Wolf clenched his fists, puffed out his cheeks, his face turning as red as a boiled crab, and stomped his feet on the ground repeatedly.

If you don't want to help, then don't! I won't say anything, but what you're doing is really...

Spah saw tiny pearls fall from the silver wolf's eyes.

He immediately felt a little ashamed and wanted to comfort him, but Spah was a clueless guy with low emotional intelligence and didn't know what to say.

Or how about we accept the commission?

They seem to be looking for traces of the light-emitting worms... I just got a clue too.

Thinking of this, Spall rolled his eyes and curled the corners of his lips:

"If the price goes up to 300 million credits, plus playing games with me, I'll accept the commission... What can I do? I'm kind-hearted."

[I know, in your eyes I'm just a lowly silver wolf, I wouldn't even be able to sell myself... Huh? Huh? You accepted?]

Silver Wolf's voice rose, but the next second, she realized she wasn't being reserved enough, so she coughed lightly, reverted to her usual aloof expression, and put her hands on her hips:

[Hmph! I knew it! How could Spare possibly refuse me! Time rewind! Hurry!]

"It was already reverted long ago."

Spare squinted at the smug look on the little silver wolf's face, shook his head, grabbed the light cone, and waved it in front of the girl.

He stepped forward and grabbed Silver Wolf's wrist.

Even though it was just a projection in front of him, Spa could touch a real object; the touch of the girl's skin was transmitted through his fingertips.

[Is it...already healed?]

Silver Wolf blinked, her mind going blank for a moment. But before she could recover, Spa pulled out her memory album and stacked it with the light cone.

The next second, the scene of the insect piercing the air came into the girl's view.

Gazing at the purple light in the sea of ​​stars, Silver Wolf's lips parted slightly, but she remained silent for a long time. A minute passed before she finally moved her lips and smiled, saying:

What an amazing view!

Wow, Spa, you're amazing! You can find clues so easily, even things we couldn't find no matter how hard we tried...

"Because you asked me for help."

Spall yawned and smiled.

【…】

Silver Wolf didn't speak, but his cheeks flushed slightly.

"I mean, you're the only one who doesn't treat 200 million credits like real money. After all, for top hackers, making money is just a matter of lifting a finger..."