People are in Star Iron, and the game begins with the unsheathing of Heavenly Fire.

Naron believed that this Heavenly Fire Judgment, blessed by the God of Destruction, would definitely surprise his opponent!

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Black Tower Has No Interest in You

Space Station - [Black Tower].

Ron, a veterinarian, sat in a corner of the support station. Every now and then, passing staff would catch the pets that had been scattered by the antimatter legion and put them back in foster care.

Thus, Ron also realized the uniqueness of the space station's ecosystem.

After all, it not only contains common pets like cats and dogs, but also pet dinosaurs native to the planet Lorenbia, the Shenron native to the planet Namek, and Pokémon native to the Pokémon planet...

Honestly, it's outrageous.

"Dr. Ron."

Just as Ron was pondering what kind of pet food he should feed Shenron and Pokémon, two familiar figures slowly walked over from a distance.

Space station commander Estella, accompanied by Alan, the head of the defense department, addressed him: "How's the situation? Have you encountered any trouble?"

“No problem.” Ron shook his head. “After all, those monsters have basically disappeared.”

“Yes, the threat of the antimatter legion has been eliminated... all thanks to that mysterious and powerful figure who appeared and disappeared so mysteriously.” Estella said with emotion, “I really don’t know what kind of person he is. I wish I could meet him and express my gratitude to him.”

"There will be a chance."

Ron gave a vague answer, showing no intention of revealing his identity.

While revealing his identity wouldn't do him any harm, it wouldn't do him any good either, so Ron's idea was to let things take their course.

"By the way, this incident made me realize that communication methods are very important... Dr. Ron, do you have synesthetic beacons?"

"Synesthesia beacon?"

Seeing Ron's confused expression, Estelle took out a specially made cell phone-like device from her pocket and explained, "This is a special synesthetic beacon for the space station, which allows you to communicate with people you've established contact with anytime, anywhere... As long as there's a way to communicate, even if we encounter a similar crisis again, we can find a way to seek support."

"So this is it."

Ron recalled that he had something similar on him, but he didn't understand its purpose before. Now he realized that it was a cell phone.

So he exchanged contact information with Estád and Alan.

Alan spoke up first, "Dr. Ron, I've already discussed your request with Ms. Black Tower. She said she's very busy right now, so you can go to her office and wait for her."

"An office?" Ron was a little confused. He hadn't expected that Black Tower would have an office in the space station.

"Ms. Black Tower's office, the most mysterious place on the entire space station," Estella exclaimed. "I've been on the space station for so long, and I've never been there before. Dr. Ron, how did you manage that?"

"Who knows..."

Ron shook his head.

He didn't care what the Black Tower thought of him; his trip there was simply to discuss some research on genes.

After all, it's rumored that Lady Black Tower experienced rejuvenation in her old age.

If not through some other means, the Black Tower likely possesses some method for reversing the genome.

It's important to understand that reversing the genome is far more terrifying than deciphering the genome; in a sense, it almost completes the ultimate cosmic problem of entropy reduction.

It was precisely because he had high expectations for the Black Tower's research findings that Ron took the initiative to want to meet the owner of the space station.

I plan to have an in-depth exchange with them on a scientific research level.

……

Space Station - [Black Tower], the highest laboratory.

After the antimatter legion was dealt with, Black Tower, controlling the petite puppet body, first went to the Dark Realm to observe the situation when the star core was stolen, and then gradually came here.

Meanwhile, Wen Mingde, the space station artifact manager behind her, couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat and cautiously said, "Ms. Black Tower, the theft of the star core was my negligence. I can accept any punishment..."

"What's the point of punishing you? Will it bring the star core back?"

"This……"

"But it's alright, I've lost interest in star cores."

Black Tower spoke indifferently, but his tone was not entirely cold, as if he no longer cared about the star core.

This surprised Wen Mingde.

He knew this Black Tower woman's personality very well. All her actions were based on her interest in things, and when something very interesting attracted her attention, she would immediately shift all her attention away from what she was doing.

Right now, Lady Black Tower's attention seems to have been diverted to something, to the point that she can't even be bothered to think about the stolen star core.

Do you have the key here?

Upon hearing Black Tower's words, Wen Mingde, the manager of the artifacts, was taken aback at first, then immediately nodded: "Yes, I carry the key to the main control system with me."

"Open it."

"Ok."

Although he didn't know what the Black Tower was thinking, Wen Mingde immediately turned on the main control system of the space station's highest laboratory, but found nothing different.

"The Black Tower Woman..."

"Shut up!"

Before Wen Mingde could ask a question, Hei Ta coldly told him to shut up. Then, the girl stared intently at the main control panel. After observing for a long time, she suddenly switched to some data that had not been completely deleted from the system background.

That was some data left over from when Ron created the Lost Energy Bottle. Since it was data junk that didn't involve anything important, he didn't think there was anything to deal with. In addition, the crisis of the Doomsday Beasts was imminent at the time, so he gave up the tedious cleaning work and left the data unattended, which led to it being discovered by the Black Tower.

"Genetic modification technology... gene entity encoding technology... antimatter materialization... tsk tsk..."

Although these were just scraps from the experiment, the Black Tower still managed to get a general idea of ​​the genetic technology Ron was using.

This made her extremely curious, and she couldn't help but want to meet the guy who defeated the Doomsday Beast and the Cataclysm Vanguard in person and have some in-depth exchanges in the field of scientific research...

【drop--】

Just then, her synesthetic beacon suddenly went off.

[Alan: Ms. Black Tower, I have sent Dr. Ron to your office.]

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Although she had already agreed, that doesn't mean she would take every promise she made seriously.

After all, even with commissions from Star Peace Company, if it wasn't something new and interesting that interested her, she would still procrastinate for a long time and then just give a perfunctory response.

If she gets really bored, she'll simply activate the AI-controlled mode and let her smart doll chat with those boring guys.

Right now, faced with a request to meet a veterinarian, under normal circumstances, Black Tower might try to meet with the person to see what kind of fun he could find.

But she has more important things to do now, so naturally she won't prioritize something as mundane as meeting with the vet.

I'm busy right now... please ask him to wait a little longer.

Black Tower casually replied, completely unconcerned about the negative consequences of standing Ron up.

More than the veterinarian, she just wanted to find clues about the guy who had embezzled her space station lab and bring him to justice!

This is what she finds most enjoyable.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Secretly Modifying the Dolls of the Black Tower

"Is this the Black Tower's office?"

After learning the location of the Black Tower's office from Alan, Ron slowly made his way along the space station's passageway to the corner of the main control module.

He opened a large door, and a spacious area appeared before him.

The Black Tower's office was very simple. Apart from some necessary equipment, the room only had some strange portraits hanging on the walls. Each person in the portraits seemed to be a member of the Genius Club.

Ron had some knowledge of the Genius Club.

It is said that this organization was created by the Star God of Wisdom, the Venerable One of Knowledge.

[Wisdom] The Star God was originally a celestial computer that solved all things. It underwent a complex evolution and was upgraded from a machine to a Star God.

After becoming a Star God, the erudite lingered in a corner of the vast galaxy, calculating the cosmic equations constructed from trillions of variables while deriving the imaginary law that had not yet been discovered.

At the same time, it occasionally catches the glimmer of wisdom that suddenly appears in the mortal world.

At that time, the Venerable Master would send a signal to the source of the spark, inviting qualified geniuses to join the search for answers to the universe.

The group comprised of these most intelligent members of the universe is the Genius Club.

Lady Black Tower, who created the Black Tower space station, was naturally a member of the genius club.

At this moment, Ron saw the contents of the portraits on the wall. There were several portraits in total, each depicting a member of a different sequence of genius clubs.

#1 Zandal I. Kuwabara

#4 [Silent Lord] Polka Kakamu

#22 Lilta,

#56 Elijah Salaz,

#76 Screw Gumm,

And #83 Black Tower...

"The Genius Club currently appears to have only 84 members, but each one is a super genius in a specific field. I really want to meet them all if I have the chance."

Ron had looked at all the portraits and was very interested in this organization called the Genius Club.

However, to join this organization, one needs to gain the approval of the Star God of Wisdom, which is undoubtedly no easy task.

Although Ron has done some research in the field of genetics, his research has not yet reached a level that no one has been able to reach, and it should not be enough to gain the approval of the erudite.

Of course, Ron was also full of confidence in his research field. He believed that if he continued to deepen his research on genes, one day he would create something that would impress Bosch.

After sitting in the office for a while, Ron realized that something was wrong.

"Has the Black Tower not arrived yet?"