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

Almost at the moment when the imaginary energy returned, the black tower snapped its fingers lightly, and a mirror shining with bright light appeared in front of her.

Then, she began to tidy up her clothes, and took out a new magic hat from the imaginary space and put it on her head.

Looking at Heita who was tidying up his clothes, Black Swan slowly closed his eyes and sighed silently.

However, just when the Miss Rememberer with a green head was about to say something, Jiang Mo, who had been standing at the entrance of the simulated universe for a long time without moving, suddenly shook slightly.

"Jiang Mo?"

After just a few slight shakes, the Black Tower removed the mirror used for grooming in the blink of an eye, then quickly ran to the entrance of the simulated universe and caught Jiang Mo from behind as he staggered and almost fell.

"...Black Tower?"

Feeling the familiar scent of violets, Jiang Mo opened his eyes with some effort, looked at the fair face that showed a familiar expression of concern, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, things didn't develop to the worst possible stage..."

Click——

Before Jiang Mo could finish his muttering, a crisp sound of metal closing rang in his ears.

And Heita, who originally had a concerned expression on his face, now revealed a kind smile.

The girl closed her eyes slightly and looked down at Jiang Mo who was leaning in her arms with a smile, which made him feel a chill down his spine.

"The Black Tower...?"

Heita said nothing, but just waved the silver handcuffs on his fair wrists in front of him, and then picked up Jiang Mo by the waist without hesitation.

She is no longer the weak girl, but a true intellectual envoy. Picking up Jiang Mo, who is still a mortal...it is so easy.

Then, in the slightly shocked eyes of Ruan Mei and Black Swan, Heita held Jiang Mo in his arms and left the office in a flash.

——After all, he is the Envoy of the Intellectual Order, so teleporting himself and Jiang Mo to the dormitory...is not a difficult task.

At this point, the office fell into a strange silence, which was broken by Ahana's slightly sharp laughter after a while.

"Hehehe~ The most interesting thing is coming! The most interesting thing is coming! The long-lonely intellectual envoy has found her love again! When dry wood meets fire, it will surely bring joy to life!"

"As for the matter of the 'mask'... let's talk about it after he's done with his work and after Aha has finished having fun~ Ahahahaha~"

The clown mask was spinning rapidly in the air - it could be seen that Aha was really happy now.

After all...His goal has been achieved, making Heita put down his research and sink into the quagmire of emotions.

Although she will recover to the state of compatibility between rationality and sensibility after some time, just this once is enough.

......

Just as Ah Ha burst into sharp laughter, Jiang Mo had already been taken back to his bedroom by Heita. To be more precise...

It was on the bed in the dormitory.

As the messenger, Heita easily pushed Jiang Mo onto the bed. Looking at the familiar face that he had not seen for many amber centuries, Heita's nose could not help but feel sore, and a little mist gradually filled his crimson eyes.

In front of Jiang Mo, she was not as strong and decisive as she imagined.

"Black Tower...? Are you okay?"

"I'm not good!"

Heita buried her head hard on Jiang Mo's shoulder, greedily sucking in the breath that made her feel extremely at ease.

As if she was thinking of the farewell in that disaster, the girl was a little angry for a moment, and then she bit Jiang Mo's shoulder hard.

"Well...!"

Jiang Mo seemed to know that he was in the wrong and did not say anything.

He just gently raised his other hand, as if soothing a kitten with its fur standing on end, and gently stroked Heita's soft brown hair.

Feeling the gentle touch that he had not felt for a long time, Heita's body could not help but shudder. Almost at the same time, some cold tears dripped onto his shoulders bit by bit.

——She is crying.

While observing the memories and feeling them gradually taking shape in her mind, she had been trying to use her rationality and suppress the emotions in her heart.

And now, there are no outsiders here, only Jiang Mo and I are left.

She... could finally vent her emotions.

"I miss you so much, Jiang Mo, I really, really, really miss you..."

The loneliness of several amber ages formed an extremely sharp contrast with the companionship of those years. The grievances accumulated deep in the heart suddenly burst out at this moment, turning into tears and dripping on the teeth marks on Jiang Mo's left shoulder.

Feeling the trembling of the girl in his arms, Jiang Mo's nose felt slightly sore, and then he gently patted Heita's back and whispered softly in her ear:

"I missed you too, Heita."

After saying that, Jiang Mo turned his head slightly, gently held the girl's pink lips, and kissed her passionately.

——At this moment, the touch between lips and teeth is the best panacea.

The girl's whimpering gradually subsided in the struggle, and finally turned into some disordered and hot breaths that hit Jiang Mo's face.

Only when both of their breathing became slightly disordered did they reluctantly separate their lips. Their red cheeks were particularly conspicuous under the light, just like that morning before the negotiations.

"...You have to make it up to me."

Looking at his lover right under him, Heita, who had been silent for a long time, finally said this sentence.

Then, she bit Jiang Mo's earlobe in revenge, and then slowly stood up and rode on Jiang Mo's body as if it was noon after the negotiation.

"Until I get back everything you owe me over the years...I won't remove these handcuffs, and you...don't even think about leaving this room."

A strange blush flashed across Heita's face, and then she leaned down slightly, just like that noon after the negotiation, and whispered in Jiang Mo's ear:

"I will completely mark you with my own mark, and make you the exclusive property of my Black Tower, until..."

"Until I'm sure you belong completely in my place?"

(The Black Tower Volume is finished)

Although it is a summary at the end of the volume, I always feel that there is actually nothing to summarize.

Looking back on my career as an author over the past year, the Black Tower volume may be the one I am most satisfied with so far. Whether it is the emotional creation or the breakthroughs in some other content, it is what I am most satisfied with.

Of course, the only thing I'm not satisfied with is that I got sick near the end, and my brain was always groggy, just like Jiang Mo after being tortured by the Black Tower. I was a little confused, and what I wrote was not satisfactory.

So, the only thing I want to conclude is that I will never force myself to write when I’m sick again!

As for the chapter that I was most satisfied with and felt most comfortable writing, it was Chapter 76, the chapter that tamed the yandere Black Tower into the lovely wife Black Tower.

Okay, my own summary is over, and now it’s time to move on to the next simulation route mentioned earlier.

The next plot will enter a transitional chapter, with some sweet moments between Heita and Jiang Mo in the space station, and Black Swan continuing to be a bit of a green...

There are two candidates for the next simulation protagonist:

Turn left to the fairy boat "Yao Qing", Jiu Mengzi, who can't drink alcohol, strikes General Fei Xiao.

Turn right to Onfalos, the lovely Ohmashier Xiadie.

Because the anniversary is coming soon, from the author's point of view, Xiadie is definitely better than Feixiao, but it depends on who you want to read. If you want to read it, click on the corresponding character.

Of course, no matter which heroine it is, I will take her to the Black Tower with me, just as if it were a honeymoon.

(I've actually written mock outlines for both of these characters, so don't worry about choosing between them. I'll write them sooner or later. I've already laid the groundwork for them, hehe.)

Well, that’s all I have to say. Thank you all for reading until now, and thank you all for your recognition and support of my writing. You are all my parents who provide me with food and clothing, and it is not an exaggeration to call you my godfather!

I will continue to bring you more excellent texts to give back to you, so see you in tomorrow's update~

the above,

Listen to Zen and observe the nine heavens

2025/3/27

Chapter 1 Jiang Mo: Is this the endurance of the Intellectual Order?

Black Tower Space Station, Station Master's Office.

Ester stared blankly at the two messages that popped up almost simultaneously on the phone screen in front of her, feeling a little...at a loss for a moment.

One was from Jiang Mo, who had been missing for five days after being taken away by Ms. Black Tower, and the other... was from her teacher, the great Ms. Black Tower.

"AAA Black Tower Doll Customization - Jiang Mo (Note: After-sales Xiao Jiang)": Dear Webmaster Esther: Jiang Mo, the director of the Galaxy Law and Politics Department, is unwell and now asks you for a one-month sick leave. I hope you will approve it!

"Big Black Tower (Note: the real Ms. Black Tower)": Grant him leave, I said so.

To be honest, if these two pieces of news came one after another, she might have understood that Jiang Mo was captured by Ms. Heita and forced to work as a soldier.

But if they arrive at the same time, it would be a bit intriguing.

Thinking of this, Ester blinked slightly, and a possibility flashed through her mind, which she herself found extremely absurd...

"Esther (the pink-haired rich lady)": Jiang Mo, did you secretly use Ms. Heita's phone to send me a message while she was out of the office?

Although it sounds a bit ridiculous at first, she feels that... this is the best explanation for the current situation.

——You can’t say that there is any unclear relationship between Ms. Heita and Jiang Mo, right?

This is simply impossible!

After all, according to past experience, if the Black Tower really needed someone, they would definitely tell her directly instead of using roundabout methods like asking for leave.

Besides, Jiang Mo himself is the one who likes to slack off the most among many staff members. Who knows if this news is not part of his plan?

Thinking of this, Ester nodded her head quickly, as if she agreed with her own thoughts.

"But then again...if Jiang Mo's behavior was discovered by Ms. Black Tower...he would probably be punished, right?"

"If he is punished by Madam Black Tower, then there will be no one to help me take care of my Black Tower doll..."

Ester pouted, as if she was troubled by the problems arising from this incident.

However, just as she was thinking about this, her phone vibrated slightly - Jiang Mo sent her another message.

Ester subconsciously lowered her head, only to find that... it was not the "admission" she had imagined, but a three-second voice message.

"Huh...? Why is it voice?"

The pink-haired girl let out a soft "eh" and then gently tapped the voice bar on the screen.

The clear male voice that should have appeared in my imagination did not appear, and instead it was...Heita's slightly lazy female voice.

"Esda, it's me, Heita, who approved Jiang Mo's leave. He didn't use my phone to send you a message."

Hearing this familiar voice, Esther froze in her tracks, the phone in her hand slowly falling down, and finally...

pat-

It fell to the ground.

"Ms. Black Tower?!"

After a brief moment of shock, Ester suddenly stood up from her seat, a look of disbelief flashing in her azure eyes.

"Could it be that...Ms. Black Tower and Jiang Mo—huh???"

......

Seeing the voice message's suffix change to a gray "read", Heita's mouth curled up slightly, and then he casually threw the phone to the other side of the bed, smiling and saying to the person beside him:

"See what I said? Ester always listens to me~"

Looking at the radiant black tower lying beside him, Jiang Mo sighed silently and asked tiredly:

"...Is this really a good idea? After all, I'm still a space station staff member..."

"What's the point of being a section officer or not? You were my tutor before, why didn't you mention this?"

Heita's beautiful crimson eyes glared slightly, then he hugged Jiang Mo's arm and said as a matter of course:

"Besides, the name of the space station is Black Tower Space Station. This is my territory and you are mine. Of course I can do whatever I want with you. It's just a month's sick leave. What's the big deal?"