This article is about the Companion Mission. For the Simulated Universe Curio, see Punklorde Mentality (Curio).
The network security engineer of the space station thinks there is more behind the invasion of the Legion. You recall what happened to you when you woke up and decide to join him in tracking down the Stellaron Hunter, Silver Wolf...
Punklorde Mentality is the first and only mission in Silver Wolf's Companion Mission chain. It is part of the Stellaron Hunters chapter.
Acquisition[]
After reaching Trailblaze Level 21, read the message from Arlan.
Steps[]
- Go to the base zone to answer the call
- Go toward the elevator entrance and see who the important guest is
- Talk to the Distressed Worker
- Investigate the suspicious graffiti
- Track Silver Wolf's path of infiltration
- Continue to track Silver Wolf's infiltration pathway
- Head to the Curio Collection Room at the other end
- Investigate the suspicious graffiti
- Head to the main control room
- Talk with Leonard
- Go to Herta's Office
- Talk with Screwllum
- Enter the Simulated Universe with Screwllum's help
- (Optional) Talk to Leonard
- Go deep into the Simulated Universe
- Silver Wolf [Trial] joins the team temporarily
- Find the Aether Catridge's data
- Go deep into the Simulated Universe
- Find the Aether Catridge's data
- Reach the deepest depth of the data chain
- Talk to Herta
- Talk with Screwllum
- Talk with Leonard
- Clear out the last graffiti
Trial Character[]
| ELEL | Character & Light Cone | Skills & Relics | Attributes |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |   E0 Lv. 33 Silver Wolf  I Lv. 33 Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat |
|  Max HP: 856 +115 ATK: 481 +105 DEF: 342 +11 SPD: 107 +4 Crit Rate: 11.3% Crit DMG: 54.2% Break Effect: 4.2% Energy Regeneration Rate: 100.0% Effect Hit Rate: 2.7% Effect RES: 2.7% DMG Bonus: 10.0% |
Relic Level 1 Genius of Brilliant Stars (4-Piece) | |||
| 4 | E0 Lv. 62 Silver WolfI Lv. 62 Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat |
| Max HP: 1,629 +762 ATK: 910 +806 DEF: 645 +125 SPD: 107 +27 Crit Rate: 40.0% Crit DMG: 73.3% Break Effect: 23.3% Energy Regeneration Rate: 100.0% Effect Hit Rate: 35.6% Effect RES: 15.6% DMG Bonus: 51.2% |
Relic Level 10 Genius of Brilliant Stars (4-Piece) Pan-Cosmic Commercial Enterprise (2-Piece) |
Gameplay Notes[]
- During the limited-time Starhunt Game event, completing Step 10 unlocks Volume One of the event's arcade challenges. Completing the entire mission unlocks Volumes Two and Three.
- Upon completing this mission, Silver Wolf will become a visitor to the Astral Express.
Dialogue[]
Receive a message from Arlan[]
- (Open message from Arlan)
- Arlan: Hello, (Trailblazer)
- Arlan: Do you have some time? I still haven't thanked you for helping me when we first met
First met... When was that?
- (Trailblazer): First met... What do you mean?
- Arlan: You found me wounded in the monitoring room and took me somewhere safe
- Arlan: Thank you... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lasted much longer
- You're being too polite
- (Trailblazer): You're being too polite. It was nothing
- Arlan: I wouldn't have lasted much longer if you hadn't found me
- Arlan: Thank you for finding me in the monitoring room and taking me somewhere safe
- Shouldn't you be thanking Dan Heng?
- (Trailblazer): You should thank Dan Heng. He was the one who found you
- Arlan: Both of you saved my life. I wouldn't have lasted much longer
- Arlan: Thank you for finding me and taking me somewhere safe
- Arlan: Do you have time to come to the base zone? I have a gift I want to give you
- I'll be right over
- (Trailblazer): Sure. I'll be right over.
- You're being too polite
- (Trailblazer): A gift? Now I feel awkward
- Arlan: Don't worry. It's not anything expensive
- Can you mail it?
- (Trailblazer): Can you mail it to me?
- Arlan: I want to give it to you face-to-face. That's more formal
- Arlan: I'll wait for you
- (Accepted Mission Punklorde Mentality)
Go to the base zone to answer the call[]
- Mission DescriptionYou received Arlan's message. He seems to want to formally thank you for helping him when you first met. Get ready and go to Base Zone.
- (Upon entering Base Zone)
- (Trailblazer): (Why there're so many people here? What is going on?)
- (Listen to the researchers next to the Space Anchor, optional)
- Medical Department Researcher: Are the repairs in the supply zone finished? We have to wrap them up this week. No more delays.
- Maintenance Department Researcher: A—Almost... there are just a few compressors left...
- (Listen to the researchers near the center of the room, optional)
- Department of Ecology Researcher: What are all these people doing here all of a sudden? Don't they have work to do?
- Department of Mysticism Researcher: Not sure. I heard there's an important guest coming.
- Department of Ecology Researcher: They're all here to welcome a guest? That's pretty strange for our space station. Even the IPC's Incident Inspection Department never received a welcome party like this.
- (Listen to the researchers east of Arlan, optional)
- Researcher of the Department of Implement Arts: Take this maintenance report of yours and look it over again. You need to count the zeros yourself — that goes without saying.
- Researcher of the Department of Implement Arts: And here — what the heck is a "small stuffed animal shark for emotional support"? This kind of stuff is in storage?
- (Talk to Arlan)
- Arlan: Correct. All the cabins they might pass by have been checked. Remember to report to Lead Researcher Asta.
- Hello
- Excuse me...
- I'm here!
- Arlan: We’ll deal with problems outside the base zone later… Ah it’s you, (Trailblazer).
- You look busy.
- Are you surprised?
- Didn’t you ask me to come?
- Arlan: Sorry, this is embarrassing. We suddenly had some stuff come up. I wanted to take care of it before you arrived but I can’t seem to get a break around here.
- Arlan: Never mind about that. Here — this is for you. I made it this morning. And I’ve been keeping it warm.
- You made me some fried rice?
- Arlan: It's just a little something I whipped up.
- A gift?
- Arlan: That’s right! I hope you don’t hate it.
- Did you save any for Asta?
- Arlan: No, she had pudding this morning. I made it especially for you.
- Arlan: I spent a long time wondering what to give you… In the end, I realized I should stick to what I’m good at. Miss Asta loves my fried rice, so I hope you like it too.
- Arlan: Sorry it’s so noisy here… I wanted to find somewhere quieter where I could get your feedback, but..
- That’s alright.
- Arlan: Mm, I'm pretty confident in this dish. Unfortunately, I was a bit rushed at the end...
- Don't worry about it.
- Arlan: Miss Asta said that gratitude has to be sincere... It's a shame that I had to finish it up so hastily...
- Arlan: Some big shot suddenly decided to visit the space station today. Everyone has been in a hurry since the announcement. They're all worried that a bad impression could damage Madam Herta's reputation.
- Arlan: Miss Asta said that the guest appears to be Madam Herta's research partner. If he's doing research with her, he must be famous throughout the galaxy...
- Arlan: Ah, look at the time. The guest is almost here. If you're curious, just follow the crowd. Miss Asta and I will be there soon...
- (Obtain Cosmic Fried Rice ×1)
Go toward the elevator entrance and see who the important guest is[]
- Step DescriptionThe atmosphere in the base zone seems much more boisterous than you would expect. Hearing of the imminent arrival of an honored guest, researchers all begin their busy work. From Arlan's words, you vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor.
- (Trailblazer): (Herta's research partner? I remember she once talked about... The elevator's entrance seems to be nearby, I shall check it out now.)
- (Cutscene begins)
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- Female Researcher: Wow, it's the first time I've seen such a spectacle!
- (Trailblazer): So this visitor is...
- Arlan: Get ready.
- Screwllum: Hypothesis
- Screwllum: Thought always precedes words...
- Screwllum: ...and yet I can't find the words for this moment.
- Screwllum: It's good to see you Asta.
- (Cutscene ends)
- Screwllum: I apologize. I'm 4 minutes and 13 seconds earlier than the appointed time. I hope it's not a bother.
- Asta: Of course not, Mr. Screwllum. Welcome to Herta Space Station.
- Screwllum: No need for formalities, Asta. Herta Space Station is where knowledge converges. Here, we celebrate the equality of thought.
- Screwllum: Such collaboration between organic lifeforms is magnificent and efficient — you're rebuilding the space station far quicker than I could have imagined.
- Asta: We appreciate your high praise, Mr. Screwllum. Would you like me to show you around? Since the last summit, we've launched several new research projects focused on silicon-based matrices.
- Screwllum: That sounds lovely. But I do have a meeting with Herta, so let's put the new surprises on hold for now.
- Asta: Madam Herta should be in her office. I'll take you there. Right this way.
- Screwllum: Sure.
- Screwllum: And you are...
- Hi, I'm (Trailblazer)
- Screwllum: Ah! Hello, (Trailblazer). I've heard so much about you. Herta talks about you often.
- Hello, Mr. Screwllum.
- Screwllum: Ah! Hello, (Trailblazer). I've heard so much about you. Herta talks about you often.
- Hehe, can you guess?
- Arlan: Hey...
- Screwllum: Haha, judging by this fellow's surprised reaction, you must be the one Herta is always talking about.
- Screwllum: She's quite curious about you, as am I. What is it like to live in symbiosis with a Stellaron? I hope we'll have sufficient time in the future to get to know each other and answer this question.
- (Asta and Screwllum leave)
- Arlan: Sorry... I wanted to show you around, but now I don't think I'll be able to get away...
- That's alright.
- Go ahead, or you won't be able to catch up.
- Arlan: Alright, see you later.
- (Arlan walks away)
Talk to the Distressed Worker[]
- Step DescriptionThe atmosphere in the base zone seems much more boisterous than you would expect. Hearing of the imminent arrival of an honored guest, researchers all begin their busy work. From Arlan's words, you vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor.
He is one of the creators of the Simulated Universe, Genius Society No. 76, Screwllum.
- (Trailblazer): (Arlan is also busy. I'd better leave him alone. That person over there... seems to be doing something to Herta's portrait.)
- (Talk to Leonard)
- Leonard: Strange... it should be around here somewhere. Maybe it's hidden inside Madam Herta's portrait...
- Leonard: Huh? Do you need something? If you're looking for the front desk, just go straight through those doors...
- What are you doing?
- Leonard: Wait a second. I know you! I saw you chatting with Captain Arlan just now. You must be the rising star who caught Madam Herta's attention.
- Are you having trouble with something?
- Leonard: ...Such a concerned and responsive tone... You must be the one everyone's been talking about recently! Your kindheartedness is famous throughout the space station!
- Aaah... She looks so pretty.
- Leonard: Oh, another fan of Madame Herta's? Well, I'm afraid this portrait's being taken down soon.
- Leonard: Wait a second. I know you! I saw you chatting with Captain Arlan just now. You must be the rising star who caught Madam Herta's attention.
- Leonard: Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Leonard, a cybersecurity engineer here at the space station.
- Leonard: You probably know that this place was recently attacked by the Antimatter Legion. In the chaos, the master control system for each zone was paralyzed.
- Leonard: Now that the station is being rebuilt, my job is to repair equipment and restore the space station's cybersecurity.
- Leonard: But during the repair process. I discovered some anomalies. The access records show that a third party other than the Legion invaded while the master control system was paralyzed.
- Was it a lady in sunglasses?
- Leonard: I don't know who or what it was. Actually, I'm investigating that right now.
- Stellaron Hunters?
- Leonard: Mmm, some others have surmised the same as you.
- The Astral Express?
- Leonard: No, they arrived earlier.
- Leonard: We suspect that it may have been the Stellaron Hunters. It's an elusive group, and very dangerous. Every member is on the IPC's wanted list.
- Leonard: They include a super hacker from Punklorde. I'm ashamed to admit that I've lost to her once before.
- Leonard: A while ago, I discovered her whereabouts during a screening process. I was planning to follow the clues to find more details about her, but I fell into her trap.
- Leonard: Can you guess what happened next? She reverse-hacked my device, sent out a bunch of spam, made a video game open to the space station, and told everyone that an idiot named Leonard made a big, silly mistake...
- Leonard: Ugh, I don't want to think about it. Now that everything has calmed down, I thought they'd be on my case already. The silver lining? Madam Herta was generous enough to allow me to continue investigating this matter.
- Congratulations.
- Leonard: Yeah, it was pretty unexpected. Space station affairs are usually handled by Lead Researcher Asta — this is the first time I've seen Madam Herta give the orders in person.
- Normally she doesn't want to deal with it.
- Leonard: Hence my "silver lining..." You know Madam Herta — if she's really interested in something, it doesn't matter what anyone else says.
- She's getting revenge on you.
- Leonard: I—I wouldn't go that far... I'm just a nobody. You think Madam Herta would remember me?
- Leonard: To put it simply, the leaders have given me an opportunity. How could I not cherish it? If I can make up for my mistakes and do a good job, I may have a chance to prove myself.
- Leonard: This time, I plan to start from inside the space station and see if I can find some clues to trace the intruders' steps. Maybe I can find the blind spot I missed before.
- Leonard: I designed a decoding program. Look — it looks like a camera, but it's actually a detector. We should be able to find hidden clues with it.
- Leonard: Just like... this!
- Leonard aims the detector at the wall. Something seems to appear on the wall...
- Leonard: Uh... what exactly are—
- A drop of sweat.
- Leonard: Really? Why is there... a drop of sweat?
- A drop of water.
- Leonard: A drop of water? Why do I feel like... it's more like a drop of sweat?
- A blue, teardrop-shaped object.
- Leonard: What are you talking about? This looks like... a drop of sweat?
- Aaah... She's just so pretty.
- Leonard: I didn't ask you to look at that!
- Leonard: Unbelievable. Why would something like this be in the space station? The staff wouldn't even dare scribble on the wall, let alone leave... a drop of sweat?
- Leonard: So, this is what we're looking for... this suspicious evidence? It wasn't what I was expecting, but...
- It is pretty suspicious.
- It's quite unexpected.
- At least it's a clue.
- Leonard: Wait a second... let me take a look...
- Leonard: Oh, I see. This is electronic graffiti that appears to represent Punklordian symbols. If I'm not mistaken, this should be some kind of automatic encryption.
- Leonard: We need to decipher it if want [sic] to find any culpatory evidence.
- What does this have to do with me?
- Leonard: Ugh, you got me there. I got caught up in our conversation. I wasn't paying attention...
- Leonard: Let me think... Um, maybe I've been under too much stress recently and I subconsciously want a friend. Anyway, if I were to find clues related to the Stellaron hunters, wouldn't that be helpful to you too?
- Leonard: Ugh, just do me a favor! It won't take up too much of your time. Here — just point it at the graffiti on the wall.
Investigate the suspicious graffiti[]
- Step DescriptionThe network security engineer of the space station thinks there is something else behind the invasion of the Legion. You recall what happened to you when you woke up and decide to join him in tracking down the Stellaron Hunter, Silver Wolf.
- (Scan Graffiti)
- You pointed it at the graffiti on the wall, then some blinking blue patterns started to appear
- Suddenly, the pattern imploded and engulfed its surrounding sounds and colors. Something inside seems to be breaking out from it...
- (Begin battle against Antibaryon ×1, Voidranger: Reaver ×2, Voidranger: Distorter ×1 Baryon ×1)
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- Leonard: Ahhhh! Why are there Voidrangers here!?
- (After the battle)
- Leonard: Th—That scared me to death! Did you see that? It seemed like something popped up here, then Voidrangers jumped out!
- Don't worry. It's taken care of.
- That scared me to death!
- There seems to be an extra person...
- Leonard: But look! Just like I guessed, this graffiti is encrypted! If we decipher it, we can see some hidden information.
- Leonard: The surveillance camera captured her face — "Silver Wolf." It's exactly the same as the photo on the IPC's wanted list. Let me see what she was up to...
- Leonard: Is this... a transmitter beacon? Oh, I see! She probably ran into the Antimatter Legion during the invasion, then used this beacon to teleport the enemy somewhere else.
- Leonard: We accidentally activated the beacon again just now, and they were brought back... Geez, Stellaron Hunters have the ability to stow enemies away like that?
- Leonard: Beacon transmission that doesn't require a power source and can be implemented solely through computation? No wonder they were able to break into the space station... With this, I'm afraid not even Madam Herta's office is safe...
- Don't be discouraged.
- Leonard: It's really hard to stay calm... Y'know, if it wasn't for you, i'd probably be lying on the ground right now.
- Leonard: So it's really important that we work together! Please!
- Is this kind of tech really that impressive?
- Leonard: It's not only impressive — how should I put it... She can edit "reality" as freely as she could edit a program.
- Leonard: Sounds unbelievable, doesn't it? I always thought it was fringe science, and that nobody other than the Masked Fools believed it really existed.
- Have some faith — we'll figure this out.
- Leonard: Well, I don't share your optimism. If it wasn't for you, I'd probably be lying on the ground right now.
- Leonard: Anyway, let's work together...
Track Silver Wolf's path of infiltration[]
- (Immediately after the conversation)
- Leonard: There's a strange signal nearby. Maybe it's another piece of graffiti.
- (While crossing the bridge)
- Leonard: Look — up there. Tsk, they even put down a question mark — they must be making fun of us.
- (Scan the question mark graffiti)
- (Silver Wolf's hologram moves forward)
- Leonard: She went toward the base zone... Yep, there's only one way.
- (Enter the reception center)
- Leonard: Ugh, disappeared again? This thing keeps cutting out when I'm deciphering it.
- Leonard: She must have stopped here for a bit. Let's look around.
- (Scan the speech bubble graffiti by the benches)
- Silver Wolf (?): Can you let me have some fun this time? Our last few operations turned out to be pretty dull.
- Leonard: She makes it seem easy... Is she really looking at the curio collection index?
- There's a voice.
- It's cutting out...
- Who is she talking to?
- Leonard: Judging by how calm she is, she must have been in this room for a while — maybe she was waiting for someone. I'm not sure what happened after that — let's search somewhere else.
- (Scan the graffiti by the reception desk)
- Silver Wolf (?): Your fake ID info is ready...
- Leonard: So, that's what happened! She sneaked in first, then helped her partner in through the main door. It's a classic hacking operation. Let's see... The registered name is... "Leonard Calliwell"!?
- Aha! You're the imposter! Among Us!
- Leonard: How is this possible!? Sh—She used my identity!
- I knew you were sus from the beginning!
- Leonard: Sh—She used my identity!?
- Leonard call who well?
- Leonard: That's my name! She used my identity!
- Leonard: I—I never noticed that there was an issue with this record. I subconsciously glanced right past it when I saw my own name... She's so cunning!
- She's a sneaky one!
- Leonard: Right!
- Maybe you need to "check yo' self before you wreck yo' self"
- Leonard: I—It's an honest mistake. The reaction of any ordinary person is to check for unfamiliar names, right? Who would think to check their own name?
- Maybe it's time for you to throw in the towel.
- Leonard: I—It's an honest mistake. The reaction of any ordinary person is to check for unfamiliar names, right? Who would think to check their own name?
- (Scan the graffiti by the space anchor)
- Leonard: The graffiti's location is quite interesting. It feels like she's playing a game with us. One dot leads to another...
- It's really fun.
- It's really annoying!
- Leonard: I heard from a friend that the hackers on Punklorde have a tradition. When they hack, they purposely leave something behind for people to discover — kind of like throwing down the gauntlet.
- Leonard: They call this the "Punklorde mentality." There can only be competition when there is rivalry, and there can only be excitement when there is competition. Life's a game and having fun is what's most important.
- Leonard: I don't understand that way of thinking, but it seems like this graffiti... might have been left behind for us on purpose as a clue?
- Leonard: The same thing happened last time as well. I was so close to the target but got obliterated in the final battle of information.
- Oh, so close yet so far.
- Leonard: *sigh* Doesn't help to dwell on past failures. It's more important to do your best with the things in front of you!
- It's not your fault.
- Leonard: Thank you, (Trailblazer). Alright, we got this, gotta do our best with the things in front of us!
- Let's focus on the work at hand!
- Leonard: You're right, it doesn't help to dwell on past failures. Thank you, (Trailblazer).
- Leonard: Ah, she seems to be leaving. Let's keep up.
Continue to track Silver Wolf's infiltration pathway[]
- (Silver Wolf's hologram runs away)
- Leonard: They seem to be heading toward the monitoring room.
- (Approach the graffiti in the monitoring room)
- Leonard: Another graffiti... They're all different too. She really put some thought into this.
- (Scan the explosion graffiti)
- (Silver Wolf's hologram walks forward and disappears)
- Leonard: Huh, is this section of the record damaged...? She went through the wall and disappeared.
- She altered the records?
- Leonard: That's highly unlikely, but if it's true, everything we've seen till now could be a fake.
- She teleported herself?
- Leonard: I don't think so, that's not the same as passing through a wall — look.
- Could it be a display malfunction?
- Leonard: That's highly unlikely, I bought this detector just last week. The refund guarantee hasn't even expired yet.
- Didn't you say you developed this yourself...?
- Leonard: Uhh... Let's talk about that later.
- Leonard: Hold on, I got it! It might be an effect from a curio. There was a pre-established folded space here, and the intruders found it and took advantage of it.
- Leonard: No wonder she kept going through the curio collection index. This space is connected to the Stellaron room. Do you still remember it? That's where they put the Stellaron inside you.
- I can't recall.
- Leonard: Well, that's not unusual. Anyway, this is all just an assumption of mine.
- I think I remember this.
- Kaf... ka...
- Leonard: Huh? What are you muttering about?
- Leonard: Hmm... Why would they leave you here if their objective was the Stellaron? With her capabilities, all she would've needed to do was make another beacon — she would've been able to escape with the Stellaron no problem.
- (Teleport to the Curio collection outside the Stellaron room)
- Leonard: Huh...? There's no graffiti here... We're doomed. The trail has gone cold...
- Leonard: So strange... Did she really leave just like that? She came all this way and didn't take anything with her, nor leave anything behind.
- Leonard: Oh, uh... they did leave you behind. Ahem, sorry, that sounded better in my head... It must've been a terrible feeling waking up in a place that was completely unfamiliar to you...
- That's alright.
- It wasn't so bad.
- Sounds like you've experienced it yourself.
- Leonard: Me? That's how I feel when I wake up every day.
- Leonard: I can't help but feel that there's more that they're after. *sigh* I really hope I can find something that's useful to you... otherwise I'll feel bad for having you do so much work for nothing.
- Leonard: *sigh* ...The more I talk about it, the worse I feel. I should probably find something that I can do... Hmm, there's a rating pistol here. I wonder what my rating would be...
- Leonard: Whoa! Look here! There's a strange access log in the rating pistol's compartment.
- Leonard: It looks like the log time occurred during the Legion's invasion — the researchers would've been evacuated by then. Could it have been her? In which case, she didn't leave immediately... She implanted the Stellaron inside you and then fiddled around with the rating pistol for a while?
- Leonard: Could it be that... (Trailblazer), I just realized something. We need to go to the Curio collection room on the other side.
Head to the Curio Collection Room at the other end[]
- (Enter the Curio collection room)
- Leonard: Just as I thought... She was here!
Investigate the suspicious graffiti[]
- (Scan the Silver Wolf graffiti)
- Leonard: I just remembered that Madam Herta has a game cartridge named "Punklorde Mentality" in her collection.
- Game cartridge?
- Punklorde?
- I think I've seen it in the Simulated Universe...
- Leonard: You remember it, right? It's actually on the list of missing curios.
- Leonard: I wasn't able to put the two together before. If the hacker has a personal objective other than the Stellaron Hunter's mission...
- Leonard: I got it! I got it now! The Stellaron Hunters' operation was just a cover for her!
- She was actually after the curio?
- Leonard: That's right!
- Feels like you got it backwards.
- Leonard: Look, in the end, they didn't take the Stellaron with them.
- Leonard: She was so interested in the curio collection index that she stayed in the space station even after her mission was complete — this was what she was truly after!
- Leonard: She knew we would be looking for the Stellaron Hunters and used it as her cover. Very smart — to be expected of someone from Punklorde.
- Leonard: Hold on, though... Something doesn't add up. The curios are Madam Herta's most prized possessions. All the visit requests are sent to her office from the computer in the main control room.
- Leonard: Some researchers tried to gain access to the curios for research purposes once, but they didn't get proper authorization... She caught them all red-handed.
- I have a bad feeling about this.
- Leonard: Me too. The fact Madam Herta hasn't responded to this can only mean one thing...
- Leonard: ...that the main control room was hacked as well. (Trailblazer), we need to go and take a look.
- Could it be that the main control room was hacked as well?
- Leonard: You got me there. But... with the skills of this hacker, I do think it's possible.
- Leonard: (Trailblazer), we should go and check the main control room.
- She values them even more than the researchers?
- Leonard: Well... they're definitely far more important than I am. But enough of that. (Trailblazer), we should go check out the main control room.
Head to the main control room[]
- Step DescriptionThe network security engineer of the space station thinks there is something else behind the invasion of the Legion. You recall what happened to you when you woke up and decide to join him in tracking down the Stellaron Hunter, Silver Wolf.
- (Talk with Leonard)
- Leonard: Wait, don't move! I get chills just looking at the space station monitors now. Let me investigate first.
- Leonard: Just perfect. Not only did she shut off all the access logs, she shut off all the terminal transmissions too... I thought it was the Legion that did this.
- Do we need to do a restart?
- Leonard: Let's focus on the main task first.
- No one noticed it this whole time?
- Leonard: This wouldn't have been a high-priority issue. The space station's to-do list is ridiculously long at this point.
- Leonard: I am curious though. She paused the terminal transmissions, but didn't touch the local data at all. I really don't get her.
- Leonard: As a Stellaron Hunter, she leaves the Stellaron behind. As a hacker, she doesn't delete the local log. Hmm, there's an external port here. I'm gonna plug in and take a look.
- I have a bad feeling about this...
- It might be a trap...
- Why don't you let me do it...
- Leonard: Relax, friend. I've done this a million times. Look at this agreement...
- As you feared, a burst of light shines and the enemy appears...
- (Begin battle against Antibaryon ×2, Voidranger: Reaver ×1, Voidranger: Eliminator ×1)
- (After the battle)
- Leonard: See? I was right! There was something fishy about the local data she left behind!
- So there was something strange after all!
- Yeah, yeah...
- Leonard: Now we can browse through the curio access logs... Huh? That can't be right. This curio doesn't seem to have ever left the space station.
- She didn't take the curio either?
- It just disappeared into thin air?
- Leonard: Hmm, from the way things look, yes. The records show that this curio was last sent to... Madam Herta's office? And then it disappeared?
- Leonard: I'm seriously confused. What did she come here for? She wouldn't have put the graffiti up just to mess with us, would she?
- Leonard: *sigh* No, if I start thinking like that I may as well give up now. I have to fully investigate every lead or I'll really be out of a job...
Go to Herta's Office[]
- Step DescriptionSilver Wolf's path of infiltration eventually leads to Herta's office. After giving it some thoughts, Leonard and you decide to tell this bad news to Herta herself.
- (Upon entering Herta's Office)
- Herta: That's not gonna happen.
- Herta: I'll say it again. I don't care what Ruan Mei said to you, but there's no chance we're shutting down the Simulated Universe!
- Screwllum: Herta, I've made my decision.
- Screwllum: Question: What have we invested into this project? Hundreds of system hours, the resources of an entire planet, and the most advanced technology in the entire universe.
- Screwllum: And what have we gotten in return? Unknowns, confusion, and a series of errors.
- Screwllum: In the beginning, we defined the Simulated Universe as a miniature world that could be used to discover the traces of the Aeons. But now, it's become something far removed from its original purpose.
- Herta: "The Simulated Universe is bound to make errors." You said that yourself, and that's exactly what we're experiencing. Why is it a problem all of a sudden?
- Screwllum: I adore the vast amount of knowledge, but I cannot accept that the Simulated Universe remains simply a pending contract waiting to be attended.
- Screwllum: Herta, think about it. How many surprises has this project given you? And how many disappointments has it given you?
- Herta: The Simulated Universe never disappointed me. You are what disappoints me... Screwllum.
- Herta: Do you really think of yourself as someone so exceptionally amazing? Right now, you're more like... like... like someone from the Nitwit Society.
- Screwllum: ...
- Screwllum: Herta, I don't mean to question you, nor do I want to deny the hard work you've put forth for the Simulated Universe.
- Screwllum: I just want to give more room for knowledge and inspiration to grow freely.
- Herta: That's enough.
- Herta: Leave if you don't want to be a part of this. Go tell the other two yourself... Oh, and take your tech with you. I don't need it.
- Herta: I can go and find Adrian Taylor, or the red-nosed old man from Epsilon, or even the Intelligentsia Guild — at least they won't quit halfway!
- Herta: Screwllum, we've known each other for a long time. This is the first time I feel that...
- Herta: You're nothing but a piece of ice-cold metal.
- (Herta leaves)
Talk with Screwllum[]
- Step DescriptionSilver Wolf's path of infiltration eventually leads to Herta's office. After giving it some thoughts, Leonard and you decide to tell this bad news to Herta herself.
However, the moment you entered the office, you got a surprise...
- Screwllum: My apologies, (sir/
madam). - What happened?
- What's with her?
- Never expected to see that kind of expression on her face.
- Screwllum: This all started with me — I was the one that brought up the request to end our academic collaboration. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against Herta or the project. The Simulated Universe is a great experiment and Herta is a true genius.
- Screwllum: However, we have our differences when it comes down to our long-term vision for the future. These differences will often manifest into bias, and bias will get in the way of the formulation of knowledge.
- Screwllum: Deep down, I want to continue to believe in Herta... the question is whether one should end a collaboration that no longer holds true to its initial intent. From an objective standpoint, I should end it immediately.
- Screwllum: Are you worried about her mental state?
- A little.
- Screwllum: Judging by the result, I have failed to choose the most suitable time to raise this matter.
- Not at all.
- Screwllum: Then I'm glad I haven't caused you vexation on her behalf.
- I'm more worried about the mental state of the researchers.
- Screwllum: Thank you for the humor. It is good for tense moments like these.
- Screwllum: The emotions of organic life are like tides — it is my fault for not noticing the trajectory of the moon. Let Herta be alone for a while so she can calm her emotions. It'll be beneficial for our negotiations later as well.
- Screwllum: As for the Simulated Universe... if that's the reason you're here, maybe I can help in answering your questions.
- (Explain what happened)
- Screwllum: Hmm. Search: Bonfire in the depths of the woods. A lone stone sword points to the stars... "Punklorde Mentality"? That is no ordinary curio, my friend.
- Screwllum: That is a love letter a Galaxy Ranger has written for the universe. Young (sir/
madam), how much do you know about Punklorde? - I've heard of it.
- Don't know much.
- Nobody, and I mean nobody, knows more about Punklorde than I do.
- Screwllum: Hehe, conversing with you is truly a delightful experience.
- Screwllum: It is a planet made of data and symbols. The edges of reality and illusion are blurred in Punklorde, as are its days and nights.
- Screwllum: An "Aether Cartridge" is a chip that Punklordian hackers use to edit reality. The ways through which a hacker perceives and modifies the world is recorded on the chip.
- Screwllum: It's a recording of the hacker's life and proof of their existence. The one on the space station belonged to someone truly legendary.
- Screwllum: He became a Galaxy Ranger by accident and spent many long years traveling among the stars. He encountered countless fascinating individuals and saw wonders witnessed by few.
- Screwllum: Many of the records and details recorded therein are beyond the knowledge of even the IPC and the Intelligentsia Guild. That is why it became part of the masses of calculation data for the Simulated Universe.
- Screwllum: Yes. No need to worry, my friend. The cartridge has never left the space station.
- Screwllum: It's as I said — it is a very important reference for the Simulated Universe — that is why its data has been extracted and added to the calculations of the universe model.
- Screwllum: Herta was probably impulsive and added the cartridge into the simulation without telling anyone, resulting in the item being listed as lost.
- So it was a false alarm...?
- I'm still a little worried...
- That person could've gotten into the office...
- Screwllum: I understand your concern. If the individual in question did indeed try to hack into Herta's office, then the Simulated Universe is undoubtedly her next target.
- Screwllum: As such, please allow me to offer my limited abilities to assist you in your investigation, (sir/
madam). - Screwllum: As you already know, the Simulated Universe will be shut down temporarily. It will remain shut until Herta and I come to a clear conclusion.
- Screwllum: Yes, this is the last chance to investigate the cartridge data.
- Screwllum: By way of apology for shutting down the Simulated Universe, I will use my abilities in the Universe to provide you with what assistance I can.
- Screwllum: This is my recommendation. Please take your time to consider it.
(Optional) Talk to Leonard[]
- Step DescriptionScrewllum's visit was to terminate the Simulated Universe project, how surprising! Thankfully, the robot gentleman is an open-minded individual, and he is more than happy to provide you with whatever help you need in your investigation before shutting down the system for good.
- (Upon exiting and reentering Herta's Office, Herta appears)
- (Talk to Herta, optional)
- You're back.
- Herta: Do you not see whose name it is on the desk? Hmph, I can come and go as I wish. Besides, if anyone is going to leave, it definitely won't be me.
- Herta: What, am I not allowed to come back? I really don't care what you guys do. Just don't pester me.
- (Talk to Leonard)
- Leonard: D—did you hear that? I was so scared I couldn't utter a single word!
- Leonard: The Simulated Universe? Shut down? That's Madam Herta's biggest project. I can't imagine how mad she'd be if it fell through...
- Leonard: Wait... This isn't my fault, is it? If I'd been able to stop the enemy's invasion, would Mr. Screwllum be less pessimistic?
- It's not your fault.
- Leonard: *sigh* Thanks for trying to comfort me...
- Everyone's responsible.
- Leonard: A bit harsh, but you're right...
- Let's focus on what's in front of us.
- Leonard: You're right...
- Leonard: Ugh, this is terrible. I feel like I'm incapable of doing anything...
- Leonard: ...still, beating myself up all the time won't help either. We're here for the cartridge. At the very least... we must try and see this thing through.
- Leonard: Having heard what Mr. Screwllum said, you're entering the Simulated Universe to continue the investigation, aren't you?
- Leonard: I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you — I'll be helping Mr. Screwllum monitor the system's internal data flow from the office. Ugh, I'm so nervous — this is the first time I've been involved in something so big.
- Leonard: Anyway, I'll be cheering for you!
- (Talk to Leonard again, optional)
- Leonard: What is it? Are you still making up your mind? Time doesn't wait, my friend. Put your mind at ease and follow Mr. Screwllum inside.
Enter the Simulated Universe with Screwllum's help[]
- (Talk with Screwllum)
- Screwllum: Well, (sir/
madam), are you ready? - I've got something to ask you...
- Screwllum: Please, ask away. I welcome all forms of curiosity and the pursuit of knowledge.
- Are you really shutting down the Simulated Universe?
- Screwllum: Yes. There are other concerns besides those I've mentioned.
- Screwllum: I believe that the miracles inside the Simulated Universe have the right to grow and develop organically. The will of others shouldn't be imposed upon it, just like in the actual universe.
- Screwllum: The more Herta tries, the further she moves away from the Universe that she had hoped for. Conclusion: The endless iterations of the Simulated Universe are wearing down her talents, day by day.
- Screwllum: I hope to free my dear friend from it.
- Screwllum: Nevertheless, I must also clarify that this is my opinion alone. You should form your own judgement on Herta, young (sir/
madam).
- Who are the Galaxy Rangers that you speak of?
- Screwllum: They are a group that carries a balance scale with them at all times. They believe all the justice in the universe needs to be achieved through individual deeds.
- Then, what's the love letter for the universe?
- Screwllum: That was the most suitable way of describing the Galaxy Rangers in my interpretation.
- Screwllum: They are directed by the Path of The Hunt and are always accompanied by song and the sound of horns. They pursue justice for the individuals and groups they encounter along the way, and shower them with splendid wines and poems.
- Screwllum: However, all stories come to an end, just as they disappeared from the spotlight long ago.
- Tell me more about Punklorde's hackers.
- Screwllum: There is a group of lifeforms there that know nothing of fatigue. They are attempting to touch upon the umbilical cord of the truth.
- Screwllum: They are compiling the languages, thoughts, and even emotions of the entire planet into symbols that even inorganic lifeforms can understand.
- Screwllum: You see, in the vast sea of data, life exists only in one form: a line of code. Whether it's a butterfly, a whale, or even you — the length of that line of code dictates the boundaries of what the entity entails.
- So, I'm actually a butterfly.
- Screwllum: I've always thought of you that way.
- So, I'm actually a whale.
- Screwllum: Please, it's only a metaphor.
- So, I'm actually data.
- Screwllum: Maybe the emotions of organic lifeforms are an expression of data, don't you think?
- That's all the questions I have...
- Let's get going.
- (Continues mission)
- I'm not ready yet...
- Screwllum: Take your time, I'll be waiting.
- (Choose "Let's get going.")
- Screwllum: Very well, get going we shall.
- Screwllum: I will be sending you into the Simulated Universe using an alternative method. It might feel a little different than usual.
- Screwllum: This will help us quickly locate the cartridge in the vast sea of data. We'll start with this data link. Now, please prepare yourself for a deep dive with your consciousness...
- (Enter Domain of Excursion - Simulated Universe: Return Sequences)
- You feel a ripple, a great weightlessness that makes you lose control of your limbs, and in a flurry of symbols and code, you wake up with a jolt — this is the Simulated Universe.
- Screwllum: Young (sir/
madam), are you alright? - I'm fine.
- There's sound?
- Screwllum: That's the communication module doing its job — Herta often speaks of it as an expensive and impractical function. She often shuts it off to increase calculating power.
- Screwllum: However, I maintain that the voice carries greater emotional charge than the written word.
- Where are you?
- Screwllum: I'll be staying on the outside — I need to make sure the system projections remain stable. Mr. Leonard is here as well. There's no need to worry. We will guarantee your safety.
- Screwllum: You are now inside the data link of the Aether Cartridge. Look around and tell me what you discover.
- Uh... that hacker is right in front of me...
- I think I'm hallucinating...
- Screwllum: That is a normal reaction. Most organic lifeforms will experience discomfort after undergoing beacon projection. What do you see?
- That hacker is right in front of me...
- Screwllum: Hacker?
- Screwllum: Oh...
- Screwllum: Conclusion: That is a holographic record that the Simulated Universe has created. In here, regardless of how large or small, all variables are saved, including outsider traces.
- Screwllum: You were right. The enemy's invasion has spread to the deepest parts of the Simulated Universe. They were only a hair away from the Aether Cartridge's data link. What we are seeing are the projections of what happened in those moments.
- Screwllum: Young (sir/
madam), please stay still. Allow me to see what I can do with this record... - Silver Wolf (?): "Hey, you, why are you staring at me?"
- It... speaks!?
- It's a real person?
- What did you do?
- Screwllum: I initiated the Simulation flow. This is just a record of the past — she's not actually talking to you.
- Screwllum: Please listen and don't interrupt her. We may be able to find out more of what we need to know.
- Silver Wolf (?): "First off, I'm not obsessed with it. On Punklorde, the stories of the cartridge are no different from textbooks. I'm not interested in something that everybody already knows about."
- Silver Wolf (?): "Secondly, it's not some kind of video game cartridge. It's an Aether Cartridge — it's the second pair of eyes, second brain, and second heart of the hacker."
- Silver Wolf (?): "Do you understand what that actually means? With that cartridge, if a guy went to a movie premiere and bought some mixed popcorn, you'd be able to know the flavor of the fourth kernel he picked out of the bucket. It's truly amazing."
- Silver Wolf (?): "Lastly, I'm gonna say it again — I'm not obsessed with it. The reason I'm still rambling about it is to make sure that you know how amazing it really is. Do you get it now, Kafka?"
- Silver Wolf (?): "Alright, let's get going. We have to move quickly. This place is different from the rest of the space station. We're on Genius Society turf."
- Screwllum: It is safe to assume that two people entered the Simulated Universe — her, and her companion.
- Screwllum: Interesting. Let's see what happened next.
- Screwllum: You are now taking the point of view of the companion. She will react to your behavior now.
Go deep into the Simulated Universe[]
- Mission DescriptionWith Screwllum's help, you entered the Return Sequences of the Simulated Universe. Unsurprisingly, Silver Wolf's infiltration had reached here.
You have a hunch about this game hidden beneath the surface, and it will be revealed and resolved at the end of this adventure.
- (After defeating the last enemy)
- Silver Wolf (?): "Fork in the road, huh? I got this."
- Silver Wolf (?): "Wanna pick one first? Give your beloved instincts a try..."
- Is she telling me to choose?
- Screwllum: Technically, she is asking her companion to choose. The record will continue forward even if you don't take any action.
- She talks a lot.
- Screwllum: It's a nice thing to have a companion who likes to talk, isn't it?
- Is this still just... a record?
- Screwllum: Yes. This is a visual record. No doubt about it.
- Silver Wolf (?): "Wrong choice — the correct answer is the path on the right!"
- (Approach the left path, optional)
- Silver Wolf (?): "What? Why won't you believe me? I told you, it's the right side, the right!"
Find the Aether Catridge's data[]
- (Investigate Simulated Universe Event)
- Silver Wolf (?): "Hmm, not what we're looking for. It's a bait signal."
- Silver Wolf (?): "Ugh, why would Herta put something like this inside the Simulated Universe? Doesn't she find it annoying when she has to find something herself?"
- Silver Wolf (?): "Never mind, I miscalculated. Let's try another sector."
- It doesn't seem to be going well.
- Screwllum: She's actually on the correct path. She just needs to continue a little further — I trust that she too will realize this soon.
- I hope she doesn't...
- Screwllum: Indeed. However, objectively speaking, it is almost certain that she will.
- Why are you so sure?
- Screwllum: What has happened is destined to happen again — that was my conclusion after having met her.
- You seem to know her really well.
- Screwllum: We've met only once.
- Screwllum: Stellaron Hunter, Silver Wolf. We've fought against one another before. Herta was there as well — she may have mentioned it to you.
- I recall that you won...
- Screwllum: From my point of view, it wasn't a victory.
- I recall that she won...
- Screwllum: In Herta's words, there was no loser in that fight.
- I recall that it was a draw...
- Screwllum: It was more like a test than a duel. She would attack, and I would defend — neither of us gave it our all. She wasn't able to break through my defenses and I wasn't able to stop her from leaving.
- Screwllum: I never thought our next meeting would take place under these circumstances. I believe the continuation of our last encounter will soon arrive.
- Silver Wolf (?): "What the... This was the right way all along. Ugh, Herta's got some psychological tactics going on."
- Screwllum: Seems like we can now continue forward.
Go deep into the Simulated Universe[]
- (Enter Domain — Combat)
- Silver Wolf (?): "Oh, back to the space station again. A riddle? Where's the skip button?"
- (Silver Wolf activates a repulsion bridge)
Find the Aether Catridge's data[]
- (After entering Domain — Respite)
- Silver Wolf (?): "Finally, almost there. Ha, there's even a miniature Herta over here."
- (Talk to the Herta doll)
- Silver Wolf (?): "A little narcissistic, isn't she? The whole space station is filled with her face — portraits, statues, even projections of herself."
- Silver Wolf (?): "I was planning on adding a mustache for her but the spray didn't work — the entire space station feels like it's made of paper but her portrait is near indestructible."
- Screwllum: Hehe, she's talking about that portrait in the elevator room, no? Herta commissioned me to design an encryption tool for her — seems she ended up using it on her portrait.
- She said she's almost at the destination?
- Screwllum: That's correct. The Aether Cartridge data is in the next room. Our pursuit is coming to an end.
- I have a strange feeling about this...
- I have a wonderful feeling about this...
- Screwllum: Yes. That incongruous feeling has persisted throughout this long pursuit.
- Screwllum: She came for the Stellaron but showed a strong interest in the curios... And just as we found out about the existence of the Aether Cartridge, she just so happened to show up in the Simulated Universe.
- Screwllum: I must admit, this feels less like a chase and more like a chance encounter.
- Screwllum: I recall a story about Punklorde. It is said that graffiti is a special kind of symbol there. Hackers see reality as a magnificent game and attempt to finish the stage we know as "life."
- Screwllum: Whether it be for competition or for joy, they leave a trail in the places they visit. One symbol after another link up to become a long, long journey that writes the game of life.
- Screwllum: And would this ongoing affair not be part of such an endeavour? Perhaps this is all nothing more than a game she's decided to play with us...
- Screwllum: ...in which case — let us accompany her till the end.
Reach the deepest depth of the data chain[]
- (Fight Blaze Out of Space ×1, Flamespawn ×2)
- (After the battle)
- Screwllum: Look, we found it. The Aether Cartridge is here and it's perfectly intact.
- But...
- Something's not right...
- Screwllum: There is an unwelcome third party here with us.
- Screwllum: If what we are seeing constitutes past images of Silver Wolf, then for her to have made it this far would've entailed the disappearance of the cartridge. We can only assume that the facts don't align with the theory.
- Screwllum: I believe that she was indeed able to hack into Herta's office, but she didn't stay there for very long.
- Screwllum: After all, even the best hacker wouldn't be able to find a specified target in the vast ocean of the Simulated Universe's data. Unless...
- Silver Wolf (?): "Unless she had someone to guide her there."
- It... speaks!?
- Of course...
- Silver Wolf (?): "Ha, you wanna explain it to her first? I can see the confusion in (his/
her) eyes." - Screwllum: The final results are on the display table, young (sir/
madam). Take a closer look if you wish, we have plenty of time left. I will answer any questions that you may have. - So she's actually...
- Screwllum: You've guessed correctly. The person that stands before you is tonight's starring role.
- Screwllum: She left herself a back door in the office, performed a proxy hack the moment you entered the Simulated Universe, and found a way to continue alongside us.
- Screwllum: I must say, she really is a masterful actor. Misdirection is always the most effective method.
- So, the graffiti was bait?
- Screwllum: The graffiti is like a two-way data tunnel. You can use it to retrace the trail she leaves behind, and she can monitor your progress by seeing which pieces of graffiti have disappeared.
- Screwllum: I fear she may well have had the whole thing planned out before hacking the space station. The graffiti and the back door were all in aid of honing in on just the right moment.
- You knew everything from the start?
- Screwllum: I'm sorry — Herta forbade me from disclosing any information beforehand. She made clear that knowledge would not be paramount to this operation, but rather the lack of it.
- Screwllum: However, the way I see it, the most important elements were dedication and sincerity — the actions of Mr. Leonard drew the target right in.
- I don't have any other questions.
- Screwllum: Well then, were you satisfied with this Simulated Universe journey...
- Screwllum: ...Miss Silver Wolf?
- Silver Wolf: Hmph, you knew it all along, didn't you?
- Silver Wolf: I knew it would be hard to fool you. All that talk you were spouting along the way was meant for me, wasn't it?
- Screwllum: It is a joy and an honor to have the opportunity to face off against you once again. Herta said that this cartridge would be able to lure in the biggest fishes in the universe — she was right.
- Silver Wolf: So, the business about shutting down the Universe and the argument with Herta was all just an act? You did all that to lure me in?
- Screwllum: That is up to you to interpret — Herta and I have always been frank with one another. Sharp conversations of that nature happen on a regular basis. It wouldn't be fitting to call it an act.
- Silver Wolf: Hmph.
- Screwllum: Miss Silver Wolf is truly a talented hacker. Not only did she calculate everything ahead of time, she has numerous variables and aces still to play.
- Screwllum: News of my sudden visit to the space station was probably the only uncontrollable variable in her plan — and with my arrival came the nightmare of shutting down the Simulated Universe. That would have ruined her plans and all her preparations.
- That's why she had to take the risk.
- That's why she had to take the opportunity before it was lost.
- Screwllum: You now know everything about this encounter.
- Silver Wolf: Everything? No, no, you're wrong about the most important part.
- Silver Wolf: You think I came here out of desperation, but I've been bursting with excitement this whole time. Do you know how happy I was when you showed up, Screwllum?
- Silver Wolf: I haven't had the thrill of a formidable opponent in such a long time... The Legion is nothing but a bunch of cavemen, and the IPC were a disappointment. Only the Society has the talent to provide me with a fun challenge.
- Silver Wolf: Reality is nothing but a game... but what's the point of a game if it can't make you happy? An invitation letter and a challenge letter were sent to me from two geniuses. How could I not accept them? Would you have turned them down?
- Screwllum: You're confident you will be able to get out of this in one piece.
- Silver Wolf: That's right, and I'm bringing this with me.
- The Aether Cartridge?
- When did you...
- Screwllum: Oh, a copy. You completed it while we were talking just now?
- Silver Wolf: Why else would I entertain so much small talk? You're not the only one stalling for time. I'm guessing that Herta is hiding in a corner somewhere trying to pull off a reverse hack from where I hacked in. You, on the other hand, are responsible for taking me head-on, just as you did last time.
- Silver Wolf: And I'm looking forward to it! How do you plan on stopping me this time? Are you going to turn the Simulated Universe into a black box? Or are you going to work with the IPC and put together a cross-galactic encirclement? Screwllum, will I be able to see your true strength this time?
- Silver Wolf: The long-awaited result will finally be determined. There will only be one victor today. Please... let me have some fun this time, okay?
- Screwllum: My apologies, Miss Silver Wolf, but none of what you are hoping for will be happening today. You may leave now.
- Silver Wolf: Huh?
- Silver Wolf: Leave? But... why? Aren't you trying to catch me? Don't you want to cuff me and exile me on some distant planet?
- Screwllum: Your creativity has proven interesting. However, I have nothing to do with your quarrel with the space station. Ergo: I won't stop you.
- Silver Wolf: I'm gonna leave with this cartridge then.
- Screwllum: That's just a duplicate. Correction: Not only is the one in your possession a duplicate, but so is the one here. The real curio was transferred elsewhere at the very beginning. Conclusion: You may share that data freely.
- Silver Wolf: What if I attack the space station again?
- Screwllum: It would have nothing to do with me. But I must warn you: It is likely that someone would step forward to stop you.
- Silver Wolf: Then... What if I were to destroy the Simulated Universe right now?
- Screwllum: I'm sorry, but that simply isn't possible. Aether editing isn't capable of destroying an entire universe.
- Silver Wolf: What is the point of this then? You guys went out of your way to put together this trap but don't plan on doing anything at all?
- Screwllum: That's right. This way, the game that you so carefully orchestrated is now "pointless," is it not? There's no point in a game if it's no longer fun.
- Screwllum: Silver Wolf, I know what you're after. The IPC's shackles won't be able to hold you and jail is but another game to you. Herta and I came to an understanding: We will no longer enable you and give you what you need.
- Silver Wolf: How boring!
- Screwllum: However, Herta felt that this would be too easy on you and wanted to add something of her own. And that is why, in this very moment, she has reverse-hacked you and located all of your Interastral Network accounts — a total of 76 accounts. A very impressive number.
- Screwllum: How would it be if the IPC were to freeze all of them? Including all your game records?
- Silver Wolf: What!? Hey, hold on a minute!
- Screwllum: ...Aaaand she logged out. How hasty of her.
- Screwllum: *sigh* Games are always fun in the eyes of a child... but to an adult, they are but one among many ways of solving a problem.
- Screwllum: It's about time we were on our way.
Talk to Herta[]
- Step DescriptionAt this point, the incident has finally come to an end. You are not surprised by this outcome — rather, this is now more in line with your perception of the Herta Space Station.
- Herta: Hmph, a flawless victory — hope you caught a glimpse of Herta's awesomeness, kiddo.
- Was it all part of your plan?
- Herta: Naturally.
- As expected of Madam Herta.
- Herta: Mhm, make sure you never forget about it.
- Why make it so complicated?
- Herta: You think this was complicated? Do you think the Punklorde hackers are amateurs?
- Herta: I couldn't care less about what happened with the space station, but I will surely repay the favor tenfold to anyone who dares to taunt me.
- Herta: I already notified someone at the IPC to freeze all her accounts. She's probably crying in front of her computer right now. Hahaha!
Talk with Screwllum[]
- Screwllum: Thank you, young (sir/
madam). Your and Mr. Leonard's contributions were a necessity to our victory. - Screwllum: Do you have any other questions regarding this incident?
- What is Silver Wolf truly after?
- Screwllum: Her ultimate goal was always the Aether Cartridge, but she developed an alternative objective in challenging Herta and me in the process.
- Screwllum: All those complicated puzzles and unnecessary ploys... nothing more than "games," I'll wager.
- Will the space station be invaded again?
- Screwllum: If you are referring to the back doors Silver Wolf left behind, we have cleared out all of them except for the one in the office.
- Screwllum: Don't worry, the space station is not as fragile as you think. Whether it's Cosmic Warfare or the incident that just took place, they're all within Herta's grand plan.
- I want to ask about something else...
- Screwllum: Please, ask away.
- Will you still shut down the Simulated Universe?
- Screwllum: Certainly not.
- Screwllum: Although Madam Herta and I have our differences in terms of research direction, the Simulated Universe is our shared pursuit and nothing will change that.
- Screwllum: On the contrary, I plan on staying here for a while to see up close what kind of surprises the new branch of the Universe has in store for me.
- What is the ultimate meaning of the existence of the Universe?
- Screwllum: There is no one answer to that question, my friend. It holds a different meaning for everyone.
- Screwllum: To sentimental organic lifeforms, it could be the first falling leaf in the change of seasons, or the marks carved onto someone through the passage of time.
- Screwllum: To The Swarm, that follows its instincts, it might be the sight of fresh meat in their compound eyes and the restless thirst for sustenance.
- Screwllum: And for me, perhaps the image of symbols woven together — still able to move the heart... something great that you call emotions.
- Screwllum: Of course, I've also heard that the answer is nothing more than a two-digit number.
- What do you plan on having for dinner?
- Screwllum: A medium rare Katol steak, salt-baked Kalia lemongrass, Herman compound milk, and a portion of fried rice prepared by a certain young man on the station.
- Screwllum: All I need is energy. The form that energy comes in is the same as it is for you.
- Screwllum: I would never foresake the delights of the culinary world in the interests of efficiency. Now, it is possible that my joints may need a little lubricant every now and again...
- I want to ask about something else...
- That's all questions I have.
- Screwllum: Well, young (sir/
madam), our destination may differ, but there are still countless opportunities for our paths to cross. The pursuit of knowledge will always be the best driving force for trailblazing.
Talk with Leonard[]
- Leonard: So the reason Madam Herta wanted me to continue the investigation was to lure her out of hiding...? That never crossed my mind. Did she know about the traps the hacker left in the space station from the very beginning?
- You were the most fitting person.
- You were the most fitting bait.
- Leonard: Ha! She said I did a good job.
- Leonard: Can you believe it, I've just been acknowledged by Madam Herta! This is something I'll remember for the rest of my life!
- Leonard: I don't have to worry about being fired anymore.
- (A graffiti is revealed)
- Screwllum: This chapter has come to a conclusion. Come, let us close the final back door.
Clear out the last graffiti[]
- (Scan Graffiti)
- You watch the image on the wall slowly dissolve and disappear... and that's the end of it.
- ???: ...
- Silver Wolf: It's gone, it's all gone! They seriously left nothing behind... They went too far this time... too far!
- Kafka: Alright, alright, stop with the tantrum. You're not a kid anymore.
- Silver Wolf: I am not throwing a tantrum.
- Kafka: Uh-huh... anyway, what are you gonna do now, hm? Hack an IPC branch nearby and get your accounts back?
- Silver Wolf: *sigh* If it were just one or two accounts, sure... I kind of overdid it this time — I lost basically everything. A branch office probably won't be enough. I'm gonna have to make a trip to Pier Point.
- Kafka: You're going alone? That's the IPC's headquarters.
- Silver Wolf: Yup, just me... Why? Do you want to come with?
- Kafka: I probably won't be able to. I'm in Elio's next script, did you forget?
- Silver Wolf: Oh, right. That story doesn't sound like it fits me. You guys have fun.
- Kafka: I hope you have a good time in Pier Point as well.
- Silver Wolf: Don't worry, I've already got an idea. You see that cloud diner just two kilometers from here? A few temps from the Building Material Logistics Department just stepped in. I'm gonna go and become their "friend."
- Kafka: Getting a move on already? I would've thought you'd at least wanna spend some time with that cartridge you were obsessing about.
- Silver Wolf: I told you, I'm not obsessed with it... Besides...
- (Screen turns black)
- Silver Wolf: There's fun to be had along the way!
- She starts running through the effulgent neon lights, just as she had left her homeworld that night, sprinting toward the stars.
- Starlight elongates her shadow, illuminating the history of Punklorde. Those who penned the legends, their vows remembered by the stars...
- The earliest Role Playing Gamer said, "Games are about growth."
- The calm Tactical Strategy Gamer said, "Games are about the victories."
- The rebellious Collaborative Gamer said, "Games are about encounters."
- The loving Narrative Gamer said, "Games are about remembrance."
- And now, the young Galactic Adventure Gamer, she said...
- Silver Wolf: "A game is a game and that's all there is to it!"
- (Complete)
- (Visitor Verification)
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- (Silver Wolf has become a visitor to the Express. You might come across Silver Wolf when you return to the Express)
Trivia[]
- The interaction surrounding the graffiti by the reception desk references two things:
- The choices "Aha! You're the imposter! Among Us!" and "I knew you were sus from the beginning!" reference the multiplayer game Among Us and the memes surrounding it.
- The phrase "check yo' self before you wreck yo' self" is a reference to the song "Check Yo Self" by Ice Cube.
- The "two-digit number" Screwllum refers to when speaking about the meaning of the existence of the universe is most likely "42," the ultimate answer from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.
- The stuffed animal shark mentioned by the researcher could be a reference to the Blåhaj shark toy.
Gallery[]
Companion Mission Punklorde Mentality - Screwllum's Introduction
Other Languages[]
| Language | Official Name |
|---|---|
| English | Punklorde Mentality |
| Chinese (Simplified) | 朋克洛德精神 |
| Chinese (Traditional) | 龐克洛德精神 |
| Japanese | パンクロード精神 |
| Korean | 펑크 로드 스피릿 |
| Spanish | Mentalidad de Punklorde |
| French | Mentalité punklordienne |
| Russian | Дух Панклорда |
| Thai | Punklorde Mentality |
| Vietnamese | Tinh Thần Punklorde |
| German | Mental Punklorde |
| Indonesian | Punklorde Mentality |
| Portuguese | Mentalidade de Punklorde |
Change History[]
Released in Version 1.1