Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

Lingling suddenly felt a chill and shuddered, instinctively turning over. Her back naturally tilted toward the door, and her once pure white cat tail followed her movements, gently draping across the bed like a soft, unfurled silk. This adorable cat tail blended seamlessly with Lingling's body, adding a mysterious and captivating atmosphere to the entire scene.

Silver Wolf and Kafka closed the bedroom door, walked quietly into the living room, and sat on the sofa.

Silver Wolf, meanwhile, slumped on the sofa, a Ge You-like figure. She pulled out her video game console, intending to play a few games to while away the time. Kafka, beside her, was also feeling a bit tired; she and Silver Wolf hadn't rested for nearly 30 hours.

"Silver Wolf, I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a rest first." Kafka glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was a little after 7 a.m. "Remember to call me at 1 p.m."

"Okay, don't worry." Silver Wolf still stared at her game console and played the game by himself.

Kafka turned slightly to the side, one hand gently supporting her head, the other resting casually on the armrest of the sofa. She leaned back naturally, her fair face revealing a sense of tranquility and serenity. Her purple hair fell naturally at her side, and she slowly closed her eyes. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt an unbearable wave of sleepiness and fatigue.

Soon, Kafka fell asleep. Silver Wolf was still playing her game beside her, but her red eyes and twitching eyelids had betrayed her.

"Hold on a little longer, ah~~~, I can't sleep yet. I'll finish this day's activities and then...sleep."

Silver Wolf continued to cheer herself up, but before long, she could no longer hold on and fell on Kafka, dropping the game console in her hand to the ground.

Genius Club

Heita has just completed his countless rejuvenations. A few days ago, Heita was still an old man in his 60s, but today, the Heita who walked out of the petri dish has become a 16-year-old girl.

Heita looked at himself in the mirror carefully.

"It's not bad. At least I didn't go back to 12 this time. I'll stick to this dosage next time."

Black Tower quickly wrote down the record of this usage on the report sheet.

Ruan Mei gave Heita a thorough physical examination as usual, and she was always inspired by the process.

"Heita, do you think your device can revive the dead?"

Heita looked at Ruan Mei speechlessly. His eyes seemed to be mocking her. Out of genius instinct, Heita said, "No, although it can restore my body to my childhood, it does not have the ability to resurrect people."

"No, Heita, you may not understand what I mean."

Heita stared at Ruan Mei with some suspicion, and saw Ruan Mei take out the notebook she carried with her. Ruan Mei turned to the experimental report in which she used the body of an intelligent machine to introduce the consciousness of an insect into it.

"Black Tower, I once sent the consciousness of a small insect from the Zerg into the body of an omnic. It only lived in the omnic for 12 seconds before dying because it couldn't withstand the huge change."

"So? You plan to put the insect consciousness that can only reproduce into the brain of a genius like me?" Heita said with a foul mouth.

"No, that's meaningless. I don't want to lose you. In fact, I just want to study the body of the breeding insect swarm commander."

Heita remained calm and said, "If you have that much time, you might as well study abundance. I really don't understand what's so good about studying a bunch of bugs. Or are all of you who study life sciences like this?"

Ruan Mei didn't answer him, but instead lowered her head and continued to work on her calculations. Heita looked at her, his lips curling up slightly in a barely perceptible smile. He didn't seem surprised by the young girl's behavior. After all, geniuses always have something different.

Geniuses are always immersed in their own world and don't care much about the outside world.

Ruan Mei's pen rustled across the paper, making a rustling sound. Her eyes were focused and determined, as if the only thing in the world was her and the difficult question of life's evolution before her.

Wait, Black Tower also has a bold idea. He can use intelligent machines to create multiple versions of himself, so that he can do many things at the same time.

Heita put on her purple witch costume, white patterned gloves, a tall witch hat, white stockings, and her favorite dark purple high heels. After looking in the mirror and adjusting the incongruous parts, Heita returned to her laboratory to continue her research.

Heita kept this idea in mind. If he wasn't really tied up right now, he would definitely make one for fun.

Ruan Mei: Heita's beauty is as reassuring as her foul mouth.

Heita once again sat on the chair he usually used for research. Because he was busy with experiments, he was too lazy to clean up the laboratory, which made it a little messy. On the table was a manuscript filled with formulas, experimental data, and inferences.

Under the table lay a number of oddities, either found by Black Tower or gifted to him by others. The most iconic of these was a candy jar, which changed the flavor and color of the candies inside according to his mood. The candies inside were incredibly numerous. Black Tower once emptied the jar, and after midnight, all the candies disappeared. He opened the jar again and discovered that the missing candies had returned to the jar.

The taste inside Heita once did an experiment. She placed a candy jar on the table at the entrance of the company headquarters and wrote on the side: Free, unlimited for everyone, but after eating, you must write down how you tasted.

Heita originally thought that this experiment would take a long time to complete, but after a week, Heita received a thick stack of result reports.

The various weird smells in there made Heita frown. There were nearly 2000 kinds of food that made him feel physically uncomfortable just by hearing them, such as breeding insect wings stewed in motor oil, resin-flavored chicken essence... But there were also many delicious ones. Heita found that a Pipixi man wrote that he felt like he was in first love after eating it. Heita knew at a glance that the Pipixi man must have cried because of the delicious food, because he wrote two full pages of paper about his first love.