Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

As soon as the immortal scales were taken out, Elio and Silver Wolf seemed to see the immortal shadow, and an extremely domineering dragon roar seemed to ring in their ears.

Seeing this, Bai Ling knocked on the Silver Wolf's head, and the Silver Wolf came back to his senses.

"Elliot, I only have one of these. To exchange it for your script, I'm going to spend a lot of money."

Bai Ling actually has two more pieces. These three pieces were accidentally discovered by herself on a planet full of corpses of immortal dragons when she was exploring the galaxy. Bai Ling peeled them off from the bodies of three immortal messengers.

The moment it was peeled off, the dragon corpses surrounding the deceased Immortal Dragon instantly turned to dust. The Immortal Envoy's body also rapidly decayed, transforming into imaginary energy and slowly dissipating. Upon closer inspection, Bai Ling discovered that the Immortal Envoy became an Envoy precisely because of this scale, which should have belonged to the Immortal Star God.

As soon as Bai Ling touched the scales, he felt that his strength was suppressed a little, but it only lasted for a few breaths before it subsided.

Fertility and reproduction emerged from immortality. Even if immortality fell, the suppression of fertility and reproduction would remain. Bai Ling thought so.

Later, the immortal power within the Demon-Suppressing Pestle and the Demon-Subduing Sword was derived from this very process. Especially the Demon-Suppressing Pestle, even if it was a Plenty Order user, if it was pinned to death, the Plenty Power within would be suppressed by Bai Ling and the Immortal in their fate. One suppressed the authority to invoke it, the other suppressed itself.

Silver Wolf said weakly, "Sir, I won't be silenced by you, will I?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Bai Ling said calmly, and Silver Wolf didn't feel any heartache when he heard it.

Silver Wolf: Rich woman, this is truly remarkable. Being able to hang out with this powerful person like Xing is truly incredible. Wait, I already have something this good, so Xing must have something even better, right?!

Silver Wolf discovered the blind spot. Damn it, I also want to become the Lord God's man.

Elio took the scale, looked at it carefully, and put it away.

"Good quality."

"Haha, it sounds like you have more than one. There weren't many Immortal Envoys back then, and even fewer left with intact bodies. Every time one of these things is used, one is gone. Even the dragon masters of the Immortal Boat Alliance might not be able to find a single one. Take Luofu for example. At the end of the Second Fertile People's War, wasn't there a Dragon Lord among the Five Heroes of the Clouds? His strength was just at the threshold of an Envoy. If he had this scale, he wouldn't have ended up with a scaleless reincarnation."

Bai Ling's tone seemed to contain a hint of regret, but more of it was joking.

"Haha, come with me. Let me make it clear first, the script will change, and I can't guarantee it's 100% accurate."

Bai Ling narrowed her eyes, stopped, stared at Elio, and said, "What? You don't provide after-sales service?"

"At least it's better than you guys. In terms of after-sales service, your abundance is the worst in the universe."

"It's just a little late. Don't blame me for being cruel if you want to do this. Xing is still in my hands. If you want her to be well, just leave the after-sales service to me." Bai Ling threatened.

"Not really. What I mean is that I can't write a script immediately when I see the changes. My ability is limited."

"Haha, you're not as good as Xi. He can't read your so-called script, but he's much more reliable than you."

"That guy has retired. Didn't he tell you?"

"Retire? Oh, he did tell me about this, and I thought he was joking. Elio, I hope you can see the situation clearly and make the right choice."

"Of course."

Elio and Bai Ling came to Elio's office. Elio dug out a stack of densely written manuscripts from a pile of papers and threw it to Bai Ling. Bai Ling took it and looked at it carefully.

A lot has changed since my last life. The girl trapped in the ice... ah, it's March 7th. It's a few years later, and the train won't depart for another 40 years. By that calculation, Walter's life would be about 60 years later. According to my memory, Honkai Impact 3rd's timeframe should be shortly after the first Honkai Impact... No, that's not entirely accurate. The last time I was in the imaginary space, I didn't feel like much time had passed. When I came back, I realized over a year had already passed.

Bai Ling quickly sorted out his memories and established a rough map of the world.

"Not bad. The situation of the Immortal Boat is consistent with my plan. She made the right choice. The time it takes for Qiongqi to clear the Milky Way is also about the same as planned."

Bai Ling murmured softly. Elio watched Bai Ling open the script and said something.

Following Elio's instructions, Silver Wolf sent a message to Kafka and the others, telling them that Bai Ling had arrived at the headquarters.

Half an hour later, Bai Ling put down the script outline and said to Elio, "Elio, there's something wrong with your script. Why didn't you see me?"

Elio explained, "The Star God obscured your karma, so I couldn't see it."

Elio's tone seemed to be blaming Bai Ling. After all, because of her, Elio had no idea how many times he had revised the script, and the incident with Xing made him angry whenever he thought about it, which completely disrupted his previous plans.

Now I can only use Liuguang Yiting's method to block part of Xing's memory, and then promote the development of my own plot.

"Oh, okay, but don't worry, I won't do anything with your script, um...at least not yet."

Bai Ling returned the script to Elio, who took it and rolled his eyes at Bai Ling.

"This matter is over, I am leaving."

Bai Ling left in a flash, leaving Elio alone and disheveled in the wind.

...........

Three months later, the Polytechnic Society wanted to create a nickname for Black Tower, but Black Tower agreed to simply call himself Big Black Tower. The next day, Black Tower achieved a breakthrough in his research. He created a puppet model of himself, approximately 14 years old. With the help of Lingling and Screw-Gum, the puppet could receive commands through an imaginary network, marking the full maturity of long-distance communication technology. Black Tower and Screw-Gum were nominated again by the Polytechnic Society.

Lingling Space Station

Heita fiddled with his puppet, and the puppet performed a series of complex movements under Heita's control.

Lingling: "Heita, why did you make the puppet spin in circles?"

"Isn't it pretty? This is danced by a puppet that's 80% as pretty as me. There's only one of its kind in the entire universe."

"Heita, why don't you consider researching mind uploading technology? That way, you don't have to undergo rejuvenation. You can just put your consciousness into the puppet."

Heita's body shook, and the hand that was fiddling with the puppet stopped in the air.

"Oh, that's right. I never thought that remote control could be more convenient than having your own consciousness."

ScrewGum began to calculate that as the king of Screw Star, he seemed to have not issued any corresponding laws.

"Warning: It is not certain whether the anti-organic equation can corrode the collection of consciousness uploaded to the cloud. Warning: The inference contains major loopholes and logical conflicts." ScrewGum warned.

Lingling: "As I said before, first find Boshizun to build a firewall to directly protect all the consciousness collections uploaded to the database. If the puppet is damaged due to an accident, it can immediately restore its original consciousness. I remember that Xianzhou has the technology to integrate human consciousness into mechanical devices. Although it is immature and cannot be used on a large scale, there are still many limitations. But for some data-related things, they should be a reference."

The Black Tower had entered a thought storm, and after a few breaths, the Black Tower jumped up happily.

"Screw Gum, Lingling, parallel consciousness, once this technology matures, I can't even imagine what my puppets will become when simulating the universe! Divide my consciousness into many, and then let them help me. I can do many things at the same time, conduct many experiments, and save a lot of time."

ScrewGum: "Conclusion: Crazy idea."