Zone Zero: I'm invincible now that the heavenly fire has killed Nineveh!

[Automatic reply: Hello, I'm currently unavailable and won't be able to contact you for a while.]

Estella wore an "I knew it" expression; even as the station manager, this was the only response she would receive.

She sent another message: "Pinocone's family lineage's revival of the Star God has failed, and a new intellectual messenger has emerged."

Ms. Black Tower dislikes having her precious energy wasted on trivial matters and doesn't want to waste even a second on things she's not interested in.

This isn't even a quirk, just the result of a genius's focused research, though perhaps Ms. Black Tower took it a little too far.

Even though there are so many puppets running all the time, they will pretend to be low-level robots and give automatic replies.

【! ! ! 】

【I see!】

After revealing what Ms. Black Tower was interested in.

The AI ​​quotes that were just automatically replying have suddenly turned into real human replies.

It was clear that Ms. Black Tower was quite surprised as well.

"Lady Black Tower, are you still there?"

Estelle shook her head slightly and sent the message with a smile.

[Automatic reply: Hello, I'm currently unavailable and won't be able to contact you for a while.]

A hint of helplessness appeared on Estella's face; as expected, it happened again.

So, is Lady Black Tower on her way now?

……

Meanwhile, on the platform of the Black Tower space station.

A starship's hatch opens, awaiting travelers to board; its final destination is Pinocene, the Star of the Gathering.

It was originally a dedicated spacecraft for the Earth Science Department of the Black Tower Space Station, with energy reserves already arranged and ready to go to a special planet to conduct geological research.

However, just now, the Earth Planning Department received a notification of a change in their itinerary; their dedicated line will have to wait for the next starship.

No one was dissatisfied, because the starship was requisitioned by...

The soul of the Black Tower Space Station, the unparalleled Black Tower Lady!

Every Black Tower person who mentions this name will involuntarily straighten their chest, even if they may never have seen the Black Tower woman in person.

The tall, silver-haired beauty walked towards the starship, her confident and proud face now adorned with an enthusiastic smile.

She wore a luxurious black and purple dress, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders. High-quality black stockings covered her thighs, and two tall, high-heeled leather boots fit her calves perfectly.

She exuded extreme confidence, and her every move was arrogant to the extreme. Wherever she stood, that place was the center of the universe.

She is the Black Tower, but for now, she should be called the Great Black Tower.

Beside her stood two silver-haired little girls dressed in black dresses and wearing black berets, carrying luggage of similar size to their own, their expressions serious and indifferent.

These two little girls have obvious mechanical marks on their bodies and look about 70% similar to the Big Black Tower. They are the Little Black Tower.

"Pinocone's intellectual envoy, an intellectual envoy who isn't in the genius club, how interesting!"

The big black tower murmured to itself, then lay peacefully on the sofa, attended to by the two little black towers.

The moment Esther caught her attention, she started looking at the news, reading through all the recent information about Pinocchio, and immediately confirmed her itinerary.

Her own starship needed preparation time before it could set sail, so she used her privileges to intercept a fully prepared starship. As for what would happen to the person whose starship was intercepted, she didn't care at all.

Everything on the Black Tower space station exists because of her; her power as the Black Tower is limitless!

She didn't care at all about the doomed attempt to revive the Star God of Order. She would scoff at anyone who tried to draw parallels between her research and the Star God's efforts.

Her simulated universe is thriving, a top-tier project with a 100% success rate, and has so far reproduced many secrets for her, observing much of the nature of the Star Gods.

As for the grand Star God Revival Plan, she would throw it in the trash after just one glance.

There's absolutely no need to waste time trying to do this. Current knowledge doesn't allow something this amazing to happen, and current power doesn't allow someone this amazing to exist!

As expected, the plan to revive the Star God failed spectacularly.

"Tsk, the giant of hope, sublimated by the hope that people awaken in their dreams, swiftly crushes the Choir of Dominix."

"Is there really such an absolute and overwhelming gap between command envoys?"

"After the final distribution of power, some of these guys underwent some very interesting changes."

"Interesting, so interesting!"

The Great Black Tower collects and combines all the messages circulating on the interstellar network.

Whether it was rumors, official reports, or other fragmented information, she sorted through and pieced together the true nature of the event in her mind.

However, the lack of some key information caused her train of thought to stall.

Big Black Tower picked up his phone, casually swiped a couple of times, found the designated partner for the simulated universe, and sent a message: "Kid, I heard you met a powerful guy in Pinocchio. Tell me the whole story."

She found multiple photos of Xing and that man together in photos taken by passersby and tourists.

As the impartial force of Trial Sunday, the Star Train was clearly deeply involved in this matter.

So, if there's anything you want to know, you can't go wrong asking this little guy who's naturally a source of trouble.

"?"

"!"

Xing, who was currently being affectionate with Kafka, was shocked and immediately replied, "Black Tower, was your account hacked?"

She always asked the questions to the black tower, and received automated replies from the machine multiple times. When she forwarded them to a human, they never responded.

Unless she is needed to test a simulated universe, the Black Tower will reluctantly use treasures like Star Jade to lure her over.

The person who proactively messaged her to chat must have had their account hacked, right?

Could it be that Silver Wolf learned some advanced technology from Su Chen and hacked into Black Tower's information?

"I'm just interested in what happened in Pinocchio. I heard you're quite familiar with that new Intellectual Envoy, and I'd like to ask you to provide some research material."

The Great Black Tower frowned slightly and said impatiently, "I'll give you 1600 Star Jade. Don't waste my time."

Her time was extremely precious; those few seconds that Xing had just wasted could have been enough to get billions of credits from the Interstellar Peace Corporation, though she didn't really care about that stuff.

“Oh my, sir, I’ll tell you right away! I promise I’ll tell you every single detail!” Xing’s eyes lit up, and he almost drooled on Kafka’s shirt: “My master and I first met on the Starry Sky Train…”

She really loves sparkly stones like Xingqiong.

Moreover, this was the first time she had received such a huge reward of 1600 Star Jade, a number that held special significance.

"..."

Ignoring the strange title, Daheita focused on combining what he saw and heard with his own intelligence.

A complete and intact timeline of events unfolded before her, with all the causes and effects clearly visible.

She sensed something was wrong with Pinocchio; the light of hope was too intense.

She will need to conduct an on-site investigation before making a final judgment.

She now has a premonition that the Star God has indeed been revived in Pinocchio.

But what has been restored is not order.

Rather, it is through the trials of dreams that one gains the hope of spiritual transcendence!

This sublimation is incomplete, but it definitely transcends the realm of messengers; it may be the embryo of a star god.

The Great Black Tower truly felt the pressure.

The impossible, scrapped case she was about to throw in the trash with a single glance seemed to have been picked up by someone and mostly completed, which felt like a slap in the face to her!