Collapse, survive

"Oh, I have one too."

Silver Wolf's expression was a bit too provocative.

Fang Jie suspected that he might also have lost his memory, just like before he lost his memory and made Silver Wolf suffer every day.

Let me tell you, your provocation will make Spain apologize, just like Randall Duck was implicated by her.

"We... shouldn't have any personal grudges, right?"

he asks.

Silver Wolf popped a bubble gum: "Yes, you should know that you're always attacking everyone's memories, Fang Jie. Isn't that provocative enough?"

Fang Jie was speechless: "So you've come here for revenge?"

He was feigning ignorance; his expression was impeccable, without a single flaw.

Silver Wolf didn't care, she didn't even care about Eriol's prophecy: "That kind of boring stuff is a waste of time. Don't be surprised that I'm here, this genius is unmatched in the space station."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Fang Jie did not refute this. The projection in front of him was not real-time, or rather, it was more than that. This Silver Wolf had already boldly invaded the simulated universe, which was much more sophisticated than him taking a puzzle piece and invading a few Black Tower puppet dancing modules.

But he didn't have any accounts banned!

In short, she had prepared plenty of variables and backup plans, taking advantage of Xingye's exposure on the space station, looking forward to a clash with the genius, the proud wolf of the galaxy.

Fang Jie had no intention of getting involved in the geniuses' pastimes and continued to process what he had learned.

What's the point of getting involved? Does he have Seele or Silver Wolf?

"Oh, poor silver wolf, being toyed with like a puppet."

Even the Star Core Essence is done!

He did not gloat.

"Proposal: We shouldn't approach things that haven't happened with preconceived notions, just like you and I do."

A figure, seemingly waiting for the silver wolf at any moment, appeared not far away, and an elegant and intellectual gentleman greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Nameless Guest. Ms. Black Tower introduced you to me. I rarely see her so enthusiastic. I am very curious about you. What is it like to break free from the shackles of the [Slumbering Faceless One] and embark on the path of exploration? I hope we will have enough time to get to know each other and find the answer to this question."

“It is my pleasure, Mr. Screws.”

Fang Jie was genuinely polite and greeted true gentlemen, unlike the abstract Xing He Jing, and of course, no one disliked her.

"By the way, wouldn't things that haven't happened yet happen?"

"We will strive to ensure that the talented Miss Silver Wolf achieves something."

So said Screw Gum.

"That's not what Lady Black Tower thinks. She, well, is a kind and beautiful person."

Screw Gum didn't comment on this, but only addressed Silver Wolf: "On this matter, Black Tower and I have reached a consensus: we will no longer accommodate Miss Silver Wolf's needs for playing games."

Hahaha, but isn't this still based on Black Tower's tendency to retaliate a hundredfold?

Fang Jie can still act now, but it's because he's paid far more than Black Tower has. No matter how he thinks about it, he's at a disadvantage. Black Tower agrees with this. Any question that can fascinate her is valuable, and they can take whatever they want from her before she loses interest.

So, Estelle, with her dark face, had a kind expression. The shadow spread across her face, and even though she was facing the light, it made Fang Jie involuntarily take a half step back.

"Ms. Estella?"

"The package has already been sent to the Star Train, but I suddenly remembered there's a supplementary agreement. I'll take it and leave my space station."

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, so I sent him away.

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Chapter 84 But what does that have to do with me, Black Hero?

Star Dome Train, observation carriage.

The Milky Way stretched far and wide, the stars shone brightly. Fang Jie stood by the car window, gazing intently into the distance. The imaginary ripples emanating from him were no longer deep and swallowed up, or rather, they were like rising flames. They even carried a thunderous brilliance, converging into an even more magnificent wave, their presence so strong in the senses of imaginary numbers.

Every great demon in the subspace could see this torch.

“I have pondered all day long, but it is not as good as a moment of learning. Today I realize how valuable this matter is.”

Fang Jie's cultural influence far surpassed that of Xing He Jing, leaving San Yue Qi in awe, astonishment, and suspicion.

She looked at Fang Jie, then at Uncle Yang, and finally lowered her head to read the pioneering log that Fang Jie had shared.

On the train, only Fang Jie doesn't need to write two copies; he must be very picky about it on March 7th.

He recorded his experiences on the space station, detailing how he quickly gained recognition, made many friends, impressed Lady Black Tower, who then taught and mentored him. Finally, Estelle bid him a reluctant farewell, giving him many gifts...

Fang Jiecai didn't understand that kind of girlish sentimentality, like hush money.

Therefore, he described the friendship with a clear conscience.

March 7th scratched his head: "This diary of yours... isn't it a bit too fabricated? Something doesn't seem right to me. Ah Xing also said that it was only because she kept an eye on you that you didn't do anything reckless, but you almost caused a big mess..."

"March, my March, do you believe her or me? I'm so heartbroken, so sad, oh, I..."

"Shut up, don't say another word!"

On March 7th, he reached out to silence them.

She really believed his nonsense. She was just curious what they were doing, going to exchange supplies, but they took the opportunity to mess around. She should have gone too.

A strange object that traveled from the space station Mao to the Black Tower, and knowledge that traveled from the space station Mao to the Black Tower.

If I go, I, I, I...

March 7th is a beautiful and kind person; I can't think of anything to criticize her for.

Sigh, I'm still too honest.

Be careful next time!

Walter had no objection to this, and with a rather mature and composed demeanor, he pushed up his glasses: "This galaxy can accommodate any possibility, and human destiny should not only have the one path given by heaven. You have done very well, far exceeding my expectations, which gives me more confidence in the path you are going to take."

Unfortunately……

The textbook is crying! The textbook is crying!

He felt he could revise it again. Fang Jie wasn't the type to excel in strategy, nor was he, but in a sense, they both understood the weight of power.

What more plan do you need after I've beaten you with such force?

"Yes, I have gained more confidence."

Fang Jie is still shining his logo. He's clearly using the first mirror, but somehow it's showing the characteristics of a 'fourth mirror'.

In short, he acquired a mirror that constitutes the 'stage,' which is enough to encompass the world.

"and this."

Fang Jie fiddled with the supplementary agreement that Estella had given to the Starry Sky Train, but it didn't look like a gift to the Starry Sky Train at all; it was an extremely precious galactic treasure.

It is part of the Amber King's divine body, yes, it is part of the divine body—albeit a tiny part.

【Divine Amber】Only at the end and beginning of each Amber Calendar, accompanied by the Amber King's falling heavenly hammer, the stellar shock spreads throughout the universe.

Pierpont stood watch over Cripper's celestial orbit, waiting for a miracle that would occur every few decades or even a hundred years: a shower of stardust rising up as the giant hammer fell.

To the King of Amber, it is but a tiny speck of dust; but to humankind, each grain of this sand contains the essence of preservation.

Those crystalline meteors that streak across the dark sky are gifts from [Preservation], and no matter how many meteor hunters Pierpont sends out, he cannot intercept them all. The brightest of these meteors will forever remain in the eyes of the destined one.

Only those chosen with unwavering resolve, who have undergone rigorous trials and refinements, can unlock the light that has been condensed within the amber.

Gazing at it, March 7th felt awe, happily holding it in her hand, watching the dazzling light shine upon her, as radiant as the sun, yet bringing an indescribable sense of peace.

This feeling is hard to describe in words; one can only try to describe it as best as possible.

Fang Jie held a piece of divine amber, watching the light shine for him, and subconsciously picked up his milk tea, drinking it with relish.

'If I can't make it glow, will Estella summon axemen to beat me to my knees?'

He recalled how Estelle had shown him the things inside when she saw him off.

That dark face, that shadow, thankfully, was eventually dispelled by the light, leaving only an expression of existential doubt...

Hahahaha.

Fang Jie watched as the light unknowingly dissipated, absorbed by him, and then went to get another piece.

The train operates on the principle of making the most of everything; as long as public resources aren't wasted, you can consume as much as you want.

Fang Jie felt perfectly justified because—

"Passengers, thank you for your pioneering efforts, which have brought new power to the Star Train."

Pam was even happier than when Fang Jie had given her the handmade bear doll that Natasha had given her before.

The Star Train's power comes from exploration. As long as it explores, it can keep leaping like a perpetual motion machine. Of course, if it always goes on a rampage like Sunday, it wouldn't be surprising if it runs out of energy and needs new exploration.

At this moment, Fang Jie injected a wave of pioneering spirit into the train!

Pam was very happy.

Fang Jie wasn't very happy: "Pam, do you know what I've done? I almost detonated the Black Tower space station and disrupted the meeting of two geniuses, one of whom is Black Tower and the other is Screw Gum."

No matter how much he tries to downplay the tragedy of the girl who was bullied and whose life was almost over, he can hardly speak out about it, nor can he take pride in it.

The complexity in his eyes...

Quack, Pam, don't listen!

"Expansion, the matter of expansion..."

Pam and Fang Jie looked at each other, everything understood without a word.

You little rascal, aren't you enjoying this? You only want the good stuff and aren't willing to accept the expansion and chain development involved in the process. There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Fine.

Fang Jie 'ate' another divine amber, feeling the [protection] power within his body grow rapidly. The Milky Way can be very idealistic, but more often it is materialistic.

Like child's play, the Flame Spear that Bellober could never light no matter how much he sacrificed, he can now do with a simple touch. This is not due to strong willpower, but rather to eating and drinking.

That's too realistic.

The company even intercepted most of the divine amber bodies flying towards the Milky Way.

Even the smallest fragment can be a miraculous encounter that allows a mortal to 'ascend to godhood'.

"Uncle Yang, which is more important, the seed or the tree?"

Fang Jie wrote this on a whim.

"Theoretically speaking, seeds and trees are the same thing. The existence of seeds encompasses the existence of trees. This is something that is determined from the very beginning of the seed."

Walter adjusted his glasses and began to answer questions.

"But a seed is just a seed. A tree that can conserve water and soil, provide shade, and nourish life is probably more important to many people."

"Of course, I would say to you that what's important is growth. Seeds are just as important as trees, but the growth of a seed into a tree is also important."

Seeds that are so important that they fail to grow, or trees that fail to mature, seem unimportant.

Not to mention the different environments, different seeds, and grafted trees...

Growing up is also very complicated.

"I understand, I understand. There's also the saying that one tree cannot make a forest, and survival and competition are key."

"And if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

“I have grown, and that is important.”

Fang Jie felt comforted and picked up another piece of divine amber. He decided to continue growing until he reached the 'boundary' and touched the limit.

In any field, there exists an invisible "ceiling" that most people cannot surpass, no matter how hard they try.

The idea that you can grow simply by working hard means that you haven't reached your limit, rather than surpassed it.

That's what limits are.

The height of one's ceiling is determined by two factors: internal, one's own potential, and external...

The Star Gods are all undermining each other's growth.