People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

“It becomes a rule.”

An unprecedented glint flashed in her crimson eyes. At this moment, she had found a subject that could become her third life pursuit.

——Study the Star God and become a Star God.

The so-called Star Gods are merely the individuals who have gone the furthest in their corresponding destiny within the current universe. This does not mean that they cannot be surpassed.

Of course, if we simply start from the perspective of broadening the scope of the "knowable domain", we can do it as long as we can gain insight into the "moments" generated by the thinking of the knowledgeable person.

But she is Black Tower, she absolutely cannot stop here.

She achieved the "magic" of rejuvenation, breaking the boundaries of time; she created countless puppets that could think independently, breaking the boundaries of space.

She broke the two major shackles that restricted the development of civilization one by one. What she sought was not just "problems", but "endless problems".

If the question is like a gashapon machine, where she has to turn a button to get a colorful ball out for her to answer...

That would be a bit too boring.

Thinking of this, Heita turned his head slightly, looked at Ruan Mei beside him and said:

"How much research data have you accumulated on the Star God? Send me a copy after this matter is concluded."

Hearing this, Ruan Mei looked at her in confusion at first, then nodded slightly after realizing that her partner was serious.

"...Okay, but I want to make a "deal" with you, a mutually beneficial deal."

"What deal?"

"After this matter is over, lend me Mr. Jiang Mo for a few days. I am very familiar with his physiological structure—"

"Don't even think about it."

Before Ruan Mei could finish her words, Heita interrupted her.

"He's the head of the R&D department. If he lends it to you, what if something goes wrong in the space station?"

"Besides, I still have a lot of questions I need to check with him. Even if I do ask him, it should be based on first come, first served, right?"

Heita glanced at Ruan Mei casually, then turned his head quickly like a child and focused his gaze back on the screen in front of him.

Looking at the black tower in front of her, which was slightly different from usual, Ruan Mei blinked in surprise, then chuckled and shook her head.

"...It's really surprising that someone who usually takes a hands-off approach to managing the store would actually care about the store today."

"But what you said is fine. First come, first served. After you finish asking, it will be my turn."

"Hmph, it's good to know."

Looking at the two geniuses who suddenly started bickering in front of him, Black Swan blinked slightly, then sighed silently.

If we have to rank them in order, she should be the first.

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But she was not in a hurry, because she was the Rememberer and she knew where her destiny would lead.

Sooner or later, he would remember his past with her and give himself a suitable answer.

Thinking of this, Black Swan's expression relaxed a little, as if she suddenly thought of something. She raised her head slightly and looked at the clown mask that had been floating in the air and silent for a long time.

"In other words, those so-called 'options' are just a cover, and the real decision-making power... actually lies in Mr. Jiang Mo's hands?"

"Hmm? Isn't that right? Didn't Aha say that before? The options are just a formality. I just wanted to see his embarrassed look when he was answering the multiple-choice questions."

"Of course, rather than seeing him in such a dilemma, I'd rather see him not making a choice, because..."

"Only in this way can Aha himself become the greatest fun~"

Chapter 50 Black Tower: Open your mouth and eat.

When Jiang Mo and Heita returned to Zhanlanxing's residence, it was already late at night.

Looking at the girl who was fighting against "Universe Fried Rice" in front of him, Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile.

As he spent more and more time with Heita, his feelings for the little girl in front of him gradually became... less pure.

From the initial and purest "exploitation", it gradually developed into "sympathy", and finally developed into the current feeling that he himself could not tell whether it was "family affection" or "love".

Moreover, he also read some...morbid emotions in Heita's eyes. In a sense, this can be regarded as a more abstract "two-way rush".

"But... no matter how wonderful the simulation is, once we return to reality, the Black Tower will still become that cold Black Tower, that cold genius."

"Not this little cutie in front of me who only shows her tenderness to me."

Looking at the cute girl in front of him with slightly puffed cheeks, Jiang Mo's smile became more and more ambiguous, but soon turned into self-deprecating smile.

"Never mind, let's just enjoy the present moment. I don't know what Aha and Fu Li's final attitude will be."

Jiang Mo subconsciously touched his right collarbone, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

"Ah~"

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, Heita made a very cute onomatopoeia and handed a full spoonful of "Big Universe Fried Rice" to Jiang Mo.

"Open your mouth and eat."

As he spoke, Heita tried to move the spoon closer, as if he was very eager to let Jiang Mo eat this bite of fried rice.

Jiang Mo took a deep look at the pair of serious crimson eyes in front of him, then smiled helplessly and opened his mouth to eat the spoonful of fried rice.

He knew that whenever Heita showed this expression, she would be stubborn and would not give up until she achieved her goal. If he didn't do this... he was afraid that this matter would not be resolved.

After watching Jiang Mo eat the fried rice, Heita nodded his head in satisfaction, and then continued to eat. He looked really hungry.

......

"Then I'll go to bed first. You should also...get some rest early."

Heita poked his little head out of the door, his crimson eyes flickering in the darkness, making Jiang Mo unable to look away for a moment.

"Well, get a good rest tonight. Tomorrow we'll officially begin our research on the Spark Model Conjecture, so keep working hard~"

Jiang Mo smiled and winked at the black tower, as if he was encouraging a child.

When Heita saw this, he pursed his lips, looked away calmly and nodded slightly.

"Good night."

"OK, good night."

After receiving Jiang Mo's response, Heita gently closed his door, and the corridor, which had originally been slightly lit, fell into complete darkness.

Almost at the same time, the gentle smile on Jiang Mo's face dissolved in the darkness in an instant, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

Some things cannot be shown in front of the current Black Tower.

He tried to make his footsteps as light as possible so that the black tower in the room would not notice anything unusual, and quickly returned to his room.

Jiang Mo gently pulled open his collar and looked at the rose mark left on his right clavicle in the dressing mirror. His brows, which were already furrowed due to his bad mood, twisted into a "川" shape.

Although I have been mentally prepared for the methods of the "Lord of Silence", but... when I actually see it, it will be a different story.

"This crazy woman...what on earth does she want to do?"

Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and for a moment he couldn't understand why she had to do this.

From his own perspective, Polka Kakamu is simply Boshizun's loyal agent in the universe, a cold and cruel crazy woman.

She can use her ability to read the meaning of the "moment" calculated by the Master of Knowledge and put it into practice using the Order.

In a sense, her personality of only caring about "Boshizun's moments" is quite similar to Heita's personality of only caring about "problems"...

But why did she come to me for no apparent reason? She was clearly a cold executioner, so why did she become a yandere and delicate girl when she came to me?

After much thought, Jiang Mo could only anchor the problem on the identity of "Rememberer".

If Pativia admitted her mistake, then Polka Kakamu couldn't have admitted his mistake as well, right? These two people are completely on different levels, aren't they?

Even if Polka admitted his mistake, what about the previous "admit" option?

You can't say that this is my cheat, or that Fu Li recognized the wrong person, right?

This is a bit too ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo felt his temples throbbing, and his thoughts were as confusing as a ball of wool that had been played with by a cat.

As time passed, Jiang Mo, who was sitting on the bed pretending to be in deep thought, finally decided -

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'd better go to bed first and talk about it the next day."

Things have come to this point, so what else can he do except wait?

At least from the current situation...this rose mark has not caused him any trouble in life.

The mumbling, whispering, or other decadent syllables that he might have imagined did not appear in his ears.

It is enough to let him continue to live a peaceful life. Everything else will be dealt with after I complete the main task assigned by Aha.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo decisively lay down on his bed, his black eyes staring quietly at the ceiling, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"By the way...if the Black Tower is supposed to go from one extreme to the other, what's her current progress? Is there a progress bar or something like that I can see?"

......

At the same time, in the room of the black tower.

After separating from Jiang Mo, she did not return to her bed immediately. Instead, she sat at the desk and took out the diary that she had not started writing for a long time.

[I went to Pier Point with Jiang Mo. The people there were very busy, so busy that it made me feel pitiful.]

[He met a very annoying woman who wanted to seduce Jiang Mo by relying on the fat on her chest, but he was not so easily seduced.]

[I attended an academic seminar, but most of the people there were mediocre people who were inferior to Jiang Mo and idiots who were arrogant. It was not very useful for reference.]

[I always feel like Jiang Mo is hiding something from me, I don’t know if I’m just overthinking it]

[...I hope I'm overthinking this.]

Having written this, Heita slowly closed his diary, then raised his head slightly, the shadow of the full moon reflected in his crimson-purple eyes.

"When... can I help you a little more?"

In the moonlight, the girl murmured to herself.

Chapter 51 Black Tower: Can you come with me and lie on the bed for a while?

Silent all night.

As the morning sunlight streamed into the room through the diamond-shaped window lattices, Jiang Mo, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the familiar white ceiling in front of him, Jiang Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a heavy burden.

"Fortunately... that crazy woman didn't continue to harass me, otherwise I always feel that sooner or later I will go crazy due to mental breakdown."

Jiang Mo curled his lips, then slowly sat up from the bed. Just as he was about to prepare the mathematical model materials he would use today...

The light curtain representing "Fu Li" appeared in front of him again.

[The trip to the academic seminar in Pierpoint has ended. You personally ended the nightmare that threatened to haunt you and the Black Tower—the harassment from the various schools of the Society of Knowledge.]

You used words and evidence to arouse the anger hidden in the hearts of many marginalized scholars, and they used this to launch the "Second School War"

[For this reason, Kolhassan of the Candle and Ink School wrote the following sentence on the title page of "School Wars":]

When the monopoly of computing power and academic resources becomes violence, violence becomes the new language of academia. I hope these two academic wars will serve as a wake-up call for future generations, urging them to strictly adhere to the principle that knowledge should be circulated and shared.

[Not only that, you also fully proposed the concept of "House of Common People" in this speech, giving countless marginalized scholars a more reliable home.]

[But you're not a member of the Society of Knowledge, and with the "Interstellar Peace Company" interfering, those fringe scholars haven't come to you to ask you to take charge.]

Although the sudden appearance of the "Lord of Silence" makes you feel uneasy, thankfully, her desire for control is not as crazy as she appears. At least your dream is still clean.

Congratulations on obtaining the entry: "Bewitching Tongue" Purple.

"Seductive Tongue": After a Tavern Speech, your understanding of language has deepened significantly, significantly increasing the influence you can have on others through your words.