Woke Up to Find the Game I Made Came True-Chapter 135
Captain Red Peak was fully focused on piloting her team's rickety little ship. At this moment, she felt as though she was drawing upon every bit of her fifty years of piloting experience.
Finally, after two hours and forty-three minutes of pushing the engines to their absolute limit, the ship successfully arrived at the Jizhi Transfer Station.
As they landed in the station's docking bay, Captain Red Peak let out a heavy sigh of relief.
The journey had been remarkably smooth—no spatial turbulence, no reckless pirates, just a straight shot to their destination.
This cosmic transfer station was a small, heavily modified planet, its style distinct from the Stellar Alliance's stations. A colossal space elevator connected the docking bay to the planet's surface, and the ships coming and going bore a striking resemblance to Red Peak's vessel—their exteriors unmistakably outfitted with heavy weaponry.
In contrast, a handful of sleek, unarmed ships, resembling high-end "sports cars" like the Aurora, also navigated the area.
But the reality was that these weaponless ships boldly cruised into the docking bay, causing the armed vessels to hastily give way—much like how the most lethal predators in nature don’t evolve flashy, venomous appearances.
"Then the deal is done. Farewell."
Before leaving, Ye Bai made sure to bid farewell to the Red Peak team. Though she could now travel through space on her own, flying solo across the cosmos would have taken her far longer to reach this place.
"Yes, thank you for choosing to do business with us. Safe travels." The Red Peak team watched the formidable figure depart and collectively exhaled in relief.
Ye Bai stepped out of the ship, curiosity guiding her as she set foot on the transfer station known as Jizhi.
As a bustling hub, this place offered a glimpse into the chaotic nature of the lawless star sector.
Red Peak had dropped Ye Bai off in the station's most vibrant district. Scanning her surroundings, she saw countless D- and C-class star warriors moving among towering, futuristic structures, while massive billboards displayed risqué advertisements.
Nearly every passerby here was armed, radiating an air of hostility. Arguments frequently erupted, escalating into brawls at the slightest provocation.
In just under five hundred meters, Ye Bai had already witnessed two fights.
Yet, as she walked, anyone who happened to get too close would stiffen upon noticing her active camouflage, then quickly veer away. No one dared to provoke her.
In the lawless star sector, those who could afford to activate camouflage either had substantial resources or formidable strength—and often, the two went hand in hand.
Taking it all in, Ye Bai hadn’t expected the lawless star sector to be such a… cyberpunk ecosystem.
Cutting-edge technology coexisted with abysmal living conditions—a disparity only possible under absolute monopoly.
In contrast, the Stellar Alliance's model of cooperative competition and exploration seemed far more progressive, a sign of healthy civilizational development. Yet, paradoxically, the lawless star sector's technological advancements surpassed those of the Stellar Alliance.
So… what exactly was the entity behind the lawless star sector—the so-called "Constellation"?
After a moment of contemplation, Ye Bai reeled in her wandering thoughts and focused on more immediate concerns.
First and foremost: supplies. A quick glance at the shops and advertisements suggested this station had its own currency. Ye Bai needed to find a way to acquire or exchange for local funds. While her stockpile of points from Black Hole's inheritance was valuable, she couldn’t afford to spend them all on basic necessities.
Just as she was about to flag down a passerby for information, another oversight struck her.
Black Hole had been a prominent figure in the lawless star sector. Did he have any influence here? More importantly… did he have any local currency?
Standing at the edge of the station’s bustling district, Ye Bai relaxed her mental restrictions on the jade terminal, allowing it to connect to Jizhi’s local signal.
Immediately, a new interface appeared, synced with the station’s network.
Ye Bai first checked Black Hole’s planetary account.
Unfortunately, whether due to the currency’s low value or other reasons, the account showed no funds available on this station.
However, another local communication channel was faintly glowing.
Ye Bai opened it and found a virtual map centered on her location. Her own position was marked by a red dot, while three other dots—one green and two white—appeared elsewhere on the grid.
This was unexpected.
Unlike the Stellar Alliance’s trade network, this was a station-specific tracking system. The presence of these dots meant their owners were also physically present on Jizhi.
She could even trace their exact locations based on the map.
But after waiting a moment, none of the dots moved toward her, nor did any messages arrive.
Focusing on each dot, Ye Bai found options to send messages or initiate contact. The two white dots yielded no additional information, but the green one displayed an identity: "Luo Jin."
It seemed that, within this tracking system, Ye Bai’s clearance level was higher. She could conceal her own status while viewing others’ details—likely a privilege of Black Hole’s A-class rank.
This suggested the three dots might very well be Black Hole’s subordinates.
Should she test the waters?
After some deliberation, Ye Bai decided it was worth a try. Given their lower clearance, even if they sensed something amiss, she could simply cut off the signal—effectively going "offline"—to prevent any reverse tracking.
Since only the green dot, "Luo Jin," had a visible name, Ye Bai chose to send a message to them.
The content was concise and direct:
"Luo Jin, transfer five million Ji-shields to my account immediately."
"Ji-shields" was the local currency Ye Bai had glimpsed earlier in the shops. Based on the prices she’d seen, five million would more than cover all her resupply needs—several times over.
Ye Bai had only tried out the simple and crude tactic of impersonating a superior to trick a subordinate into transferring funds, even preparing follow-up explanations in case it didn’t work.
To her surprise, less than three seconds after sending the message, she received a notification confirming the transfer.
[You have received 5,000,000 Base Shields transferred by user #287346.]
Along with the transfer notice came Luo Jin’s respectful reply: "Boss, the funds have been transferred. Please confirm receipt."
Ye Bai’s eyes widened as she stared at her account balance jumping from zero to seven digits, her mind flooded with disbelief.
—Did it really work that easily? Are people in the interstellar era this gullible? So there’s no transfer limit in this lawless Chaos Star Sea, huh?
Taking a deep breath, Ye Bai glanced at Luo Jin’s unmoving status, confirming that he likely couldn’t track her location. Her gaze sharpened with calculation.
His form of address—"Boss"?
This detail practically ruled out the possibility that Black Hole was some high-ranking figure within an organization. Or, if Black Hole did answer to someone else, it wasn’t someone Luo Jin had access to. In his eyes, Black Hole was the ultimate authority.
With this in mind, Ye Bai realized her earlier plan to impersonate Black Hole had far greater potential than she’d thought. She might even be able to use Luo Jin to locate Black Hole’s base and uncover the truth behind her abduction…
After all, as she checked her reflection in a nearby window, she had Black Hole’s terminal, Black Hole’s appearance—who was to say she wasn’t Black Hole herself?
Of course, deception required preparation. Ye Bai first turned and strode into the bustling district ahead, using the freshly acquired five million for a shopping spree.
Since it wasn’t her money, she splurged without hesitation—regenerative serums, high-energy nutrient solutions, neural stimulants… After consuming some, she packed the rest into a compact compression backpack.
Half a day later, her injuries treated and supplies secured, Ye Bai reopened the local comms.
She then located Luo Jin, the poor fool who’d transferred his fortune without question:
"Prepare a ship. Head to planetary coordinates 34, 23, 43 and wait for me."
She barely had to wait before Luo Jin replied.
"Understood. I’ll be ready within five minutes."
The coordinates Ye Bai gave were close to her current location. Taking a deep breath, she masked her signal and hid nearby to observe.
Soon, an unarmed ship descended onto the landing zone.
Bystanders scattered at the sight, giving it a wide berth.
The hatch opened, and a bald man stepped out before the doors automatically sealed behind him.
He stood silently beside the ship, clearly waiting—this was the same Luo Jin she’d been communicating with.
But when Ye Bai got a clear look at his face from her hiding spot, her expression froze in shock.
Because she had met this man once before. Only once, but she would never forget his face.
This "Luo Jin" bore an uncanny resemblance—down to every feature—to the bald high-ranking officer who had once hunted her on Makur Star.
