How Do I Deal with My Wi-Fi Coming to Life?

[Vent] Maybe the OP pulled too many all-nighters cultivating immortality, and then a summer thunderbolt struck, bringing a demon who'd gained sentience into my house. I thought he was the type who'd say, "Dare to say I'm not handsome, and I'll cut off your internet; dare to say I'm not charming, and I'll cut off your internet." After all, apparently his true form is a [portable Wi-Fi hotspot]! But who knew that despite his young age, he insists on acting like an old cadre: "Dare to skip your homework, and I'll cut off your internet; dare to get hooked on games, and I'll cut off your internet..." What am I supposed to do? Who can live without internet?!