The chocolate has been broken off; now it's time to redo it.

What deeper meaning does the word "destruction" have besides its literal meaning?

Do the arms also symbolize the power of [destruction]?

By extracting the deep concepts and power of [destruction], the melting stage of the chocolate will be completed.

Then he added new things to it, after all, he didn't want to create a smaller version of Nanuk.

What should we add?

Bai Yan already had the answer in her heart and was well prepared.

Chapter 23 How to excite Nguyen Mai and Black Tower at the same time

A moment later, Bai Yan and Ruan Mei arrived ahead of time and went to Black Tower's office.

Black Tower's avatar was already online here. It wasn't that she had a habit of arriving early to wait for others, but rather that she had been adjusting the database of the simulated universe here before contacting the two of them.

The Black Tower was supposed to be attracted by the "moving star core," then go to the star, lure it to do experiments with her, or bring the star over to help her test the simulated universe.

However, the world line has now changed.

For Black Tower, who is obsessed with the study of the Star Gods, what could be more important than watching two [Star Gods] fight?

A simulated universe is still just a simulation; this is a real battle of gods, and there is even nearly complete video footage.

Black Tower hadn't been this excited in a long time, but he hadn't shown it.

She was adjusting the temporary database of the simulated universe on the floating screen in front of her, and without turning her head, she called out to the two of them, "The company's efficiency is a bit slow, please wait a moment."

“Okay.” Ruan Mei responded softly, a rare smile appearing on her usually indifferent face.

From the beginning of this collaboration, she never trusted Bai Yan's identity as a Star God; she only recognized the value of cooperating with him.

She never hid this distrust and said things like she would apologize if the other party confirmed their identity.

But disbelief doesn't mean no hope. Even if she had to apologize or pay a higher price, she still expected her partner to be a true star god.

That meant she had finally gotten the chance to explore the mysteries of the Star Gods and the essence of life.

Although she has made significant achievements in the field of life sciences, she knows that it is far from enough.

She had doubted whether, throughout her life, Nguyen Mai would ever achieve what she sought.

If one can cooperate with a star god, the path to the essence of life will no longer be shrouded in mystery, especially since the star god is so closely associated with the concept of [life].

Bai Yan's identity is about to be confirmed.

She, who was usually indifferent to emotions, was unusually moved.

She pondered how to verify the authenticity of his identity through the video and subsequent evidence, waiting quietly.

Bai Yan sensed the life coordinates in the room and both Ruan Mei and the Black Tower puppet showed signs of excitement.

However, because the Black Tower doll was a doll, it felt a little excited in its connection with the original body.

How to get two geniuses excited for you at the same time

A: Find Nanook and fight him, and have it recorded.

Bai Yan had anticipated that this battle would be recorded.

After all, [destruction] cannot occur in a desolate place; the place He stays in most cases has civilization.

Those civilizations are either being destroyed or on their way to being destroyed.

He can no longer find the coordinates of [Destruction], and the heavily wounded Destruction is nowhere to be found.

But perhaps the [Joyful] Star God Aha is busy looking for Nanuk, so he can get there as soon as possible to mock him.

Speaking of Aha, he hadn't seen his old friend's smug face in a long time.

He simply didn't expect to meet this old friend formally; he even wanted to punch him when they did.

"correct."

Bai Yan remembered something and asked Hei Ta, "Does the company plan to release this video?"

If someone else asks Black Tower, she will give the shortest answer with the fewest words: I don't know, too lazy to ask.

However, Bai Yan's identity is special, and there is no one more suitable than Bai Yan to obtain more information about [life], which is also for the sake of future cooperation.

Black Tower brought up another floating screen and sent a message to someone in the company.

Interstellar Peace Corporation never neglected this genius and replied to the text message instantly.

Without turning his head, Heita answered Bai Yan's previous question: "They bought out these videos, and then, after weighing the benefits, chose to release some of the videos to generate buzz."

"and then?"

"To get the complete footage, you need to pay a huge amount of credits to buy it from them, and you might not even be able to buy it."

Bai Yan's face broke into a sly smile: "They certainly know how to make money. I have to tell [Life] to find an opportunity to collect some taxes from them later. They've made so much money from this video, what percentage should we get?"

He's been spending credits pretty heavily lately, and he won't ask those enthusiastic kids for money. He'll just find a time to collect some taxes later.

"Are you becoming more and more casual in how you address your star gods?"

Black Tower had never doubted Bai Yan's identity and abilities before, just as she never questioned Bai Yan's respect for the [Life] Star God, which he had no respect for at all.

How could there be such an envoy?

Bai Yan maintained her smile and explained to the Black Tower, "He won't care. Even if I curse Him, it won't matter, although I won't do it."

No one would bother to criticize themselves for no reason, and no one would slap themselves for criticizing themselves.

Black Tower continued to manipulate the simulated universe data: "I thought someone like Ruan Mei would become a messenger of [life], but that didn't happen. I'm very curious about the criteria your Star Gods use to select messengers."

“Nguyen Mai has the talent to be His messenger, but what she should do now is to be a qualified assistant rather than a messenger.”

"Oh, the documents have arrived."

Black Tower clicked on the screen to start receiving data sent by the company.

Bai Yan smiled and asked, "Do you have popcorn?"

"No."

"What about sunflower seeds? There are no sunflower seeds to watch the show, no stools or popcorn either. Black Tower, your movie-watching plan is too hasty."

Hei Ta rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think this is like watching random people fight on the street?"

Bai Yan adopted the translator's tone from his ancient memories, his voice rising and falling in cadence: "Oh, my dear Lady Black Tower, do you think there's any fundamental difference between watching star gods fight and passersby pulling hair?"

"At least if a stranger pulls your hair, it won't draw blood, right?"

"You still possess astonishing wisdom as ever." Bai Yan smiled, seemingly saying that flawed statement just to provoke Hei Ta into making a sarcastic remark.

Hei Ta rolled his eyes at him, pretending to complain but actually trying to get some information out of him: "I really don't know what kind of conditions you offered Ruan Mei that made her willing to be your assistant."

Bai Yan bluntly stated: "Because she lusts after my body."

"Fine, don't say if you don't want to."

Hei Ta opened the video footage sent by the company and swung the enlarged screen to a position where all three of them could see it clearly.

Bai Yan cried out in a wronged voice, "I'm telling the truth, why won't you believe me?"

"Alright, alright. I know," Black Tower said dismissively. "I wish you a speedy birth of your child."

Rather than wasting time talking to Bai Yan, she couldn't wait to watch the video footage of the Star God Battle.

Nguyen Mai, who had been lost in thought, also focused her gaze on the large, semi-transparent data screen that was floating in mid-air.

On her calm face, where the smile had faded, her serene green eyes, like a still pool, seemed to gleam with a long-lost light under the sunlight.

Just as the two geniuses were engrossed in their work, a discordant voice emerged: "The lack of popcorn is always a shame."

Chapter 24 Who doesn't know that [Destruction] has been pierced?

Black Tower ignored the discordant sound and started playing it directly.

The images on the big screen began to change.

The initial image was of the [destruction] star god Nanook standing among the galaxies.

His white hair and long, tied-up braid swayed in the vast universe, while his golden eyes coldly surveyed the civilizations around him.

Even through silent images, one can feel the oppressive aura emanating from this star god.

The antimatter legion set off from its vicinity, rushing towards planets inhabited by life and with developed civilizations.

They believe that the birth of the universe is a fallacy; that civilization is a cancer quietly rising among the vast stars, and that conflict is the only language spoken among intelligent beings.

They unleash calamities, determined to wipe out the flames of civilization and life from the universe.

Bai Yan didn't interrupt Ruan Mei and Heita's viewing of the film any further. The video had already started playing, and it would be impolite to make jokes anymore.

As for the content of the video, he was hardly as interested as Nguyen Mai and the others, after all, he was one of the parties involved.

The observation equipment of those interstellar civilizations was not capable of receiving sound over such a great distance; at this moment, you could hear a pin drop in the Black Tower office.

The two geniuses, Nguyen Mai and Black Tower, watched with exceptional seriousness.

Only Bai Yan was distracted, thinking about when to ask Interstellar Peace Company for a share of the revenue from those videos.

He had roughly planned the course of events before taking action, but he was not a learned and sage, so he was still pleasantly surprised by the unexpected gains.

Although he still had a lot of credits in his inventory, he was running out of money. He didn't want to rob anyone or ask the kids for money and take their hard-earned wealth for nothing.

Moreover, one can imagine that if his current thoughts and appearance were recorded and engraved into a cone of light, it would be called: [Life] Thinking about economic issues.

If you put this cone of light in the museums of the civilizations he created, everyone who sees it will spontaneously slap themselves in the face.

"Ok?"

The puppets in the Black Tower made a sound.

Unbeknownst to Bai Yan, the image on the big screen had already undergone significant changes.

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