Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

"Interrupting a genius's thinking, little guy, you've got some nerve."

Her voice carried a hint of lazy teasing.

"........"

Lin Si was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly.

"If you're thinking about me, why don't you ask me directly?"

His tone returned to its usual calm and unhurried manner.

She sized him up before entering a state of deep thought, so it's not hard to deduce that her thoughts were related to him.

Rather than letting her figure out some strange conclusions, it's better to let her ask him directly; at least the initiative is still in the conversation.

The Black Tower doll's lips curved slightly again, this time more pronounced than before.

"A self-important little brat."

There was a hint of 'interesting' in her voice.

Lin Si's lips twitched upon hearing this, and she was about to say something when Hei Ta continued speaking.

However,

She paused, her gaze lingering on him for a moment.

"I am indeed somewhat interested in you."

Lin Si raised an eyebrow slightly.

"My honor?"

The Black Tower doll smiled, then waved its hand.

"Follow me!"

Chapter 320, let's test!

"Under normal circumstances,"

The Black Tower doll walked ahead, its pace neither hurried nor slow.

She walked through several automatic doors, turned two corners, and finally stopped in front of a door marked 'The Most Mysterious Office in the Universe'.

She reached out and pressed the identification panel on the side of the door, and the door slid open silently.

"You should have died long ago."

Lin Si pushed the wheelchair behind her, and was just about to release the last Black Tower doll from the Myriad Consciousness Pouch when he heard this and paused.

He looked up and watched the Black Tower mascot walk into the office and casually sit down at a desk. His lips twitched.

"......"

He paused for a second, then coughed lightly.

"Could you please not so casually and bluntly announce the 'death sentence'?"

"The pressure is immense."

The Black Tower doll glanced at him, its expression unchanged.

“I am stating the facts.”

She pointed to his wheelchair.

"This golden wheelchair ensures your presence. Without it..."

She paused, as if calculating a value.

"You should have died long ago."

Lin Si glanced down at the wheelchair she was sitting in.

Where did you get it from?

Black Tower leaned back in his chair, his fingers interlaced on the table, his gaze calmly fixed on him.

Lin Si took the last Black Tower doll out of her Omniscience Pouch and placed it in the corner of her office.

Unexpectedly, ever since the Black Tower appeared, all the puppets that came out of the Myriad Consciousness Bag stood quietly in place, without turning around or loudly praising 'Lady Black Tower is unparalleled in the world'.

The Black Tower had clearly given these 'kind' the order to 'wait quietly'.

He placed the doll down, then pushed the wheelchair back around to face the Black Tower.

“It was given to me by Aha.”

He answered truthfully.

Black Tower's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Ah?"

She repeated the name, then pinched her chin again and began to think.

Lin Si watched as she fell into deep thought again, and silently sat in the wheelchair waiting.

He had already gotten used to this genius's way of thinking, stopping to think about whatever came to mind, regardless of whether there was anyone around or how much time had passed.

Black Tower's thinking is indeed progressing rapidly.

This person is someone the Immortal Boat Alliance cares about very much.

In any case, the Fairy Boat Alliance paid a real 'high price' to get her and Ruan Mei to solve his problem.

Although she wasn't particularly interested in Lin Si's identity, after all, the requests she received every day could fill an entire warehouse.

But there's no need to overthink these situations.

The Lin Si in front of me must be a 'Hunting Envoy'.

The marks on his body from the erosion of the power of nothingness were very obvious; these were problems at the level of 'existence,' and ordinary medical treatments were completely ineffective.

And he was a celestial being, born with abundant blessings, a life force etched into his blood.

And now storage and pleasure have emerged.

This golden wheelchair is clearly a protective force maintaining his physical existence, and together with the bountiful blessing, it prevents his body from collapsing due to the erosion of the power of nothingness.

Since Aha gave him this wheelchair, it means that Joy also intervened, ensuring his mental stability.

To prevent him from having an emotional breakdown.

A complete person is one who doesn't break down emotionally and doesn't lose their memories.

Judging from his current condition, he doesn't have any problems with his memory.

That proves that there is still interference in the destiny of memory.

With so many forces of destiny converging on him, there must also be harmonious or balancing forces at play.

Otherwise, with so many forces of destiny concentrated in one individual, conflicts would have already arisen, resulting in their immediate demise.

People with this condition, even the machine head of Black Tower feels would have to open its eyes and take a look at them.

Let's see what's going on with him, and then 'anchor his existence'.

If her understanding of destiny is correct, this person should possess destiny energy that would definitely place them in the top tier of 'top-tier messengers'.

And he is also a top-tier messenger with multiple destinies.

But this person...

There is not a single trace of destiny energy.

Clean and tidy.

That's really weird, you know!

"........."

Black Tower's eyebrows furrowed slightly, then quickly relaxed again.

"Could it be that my understanding of fate has been wrong from the very beginning?"

She doubted herself for a brief second.

But soon, she looked up at the 'triangle' device emitting blue light deep inside the office.

The simulated universe contains a vast amount of information about star gods and destiny.

If her understanding of destiny is wrong, then the 'Star God' in the simulated universe could not possibly 'appear'.

That little gray-haired creature with a star core inside its body had received many 'blessings' from star gods in the simulated universe.

So she denied her own doubts.

"No, my understanding is correct."

Then she thought about it and rejected the doubt of 'denying herself'.

"But that's not necessarily true. After all, who knows what fate holds?"

Then he denied it.

"Yes, that should be correct."

Lin Si sat in the wheelchair, watching Black Tower fall into a state of 'self-debate', and her lips twitched again.

He realized that Black Tower had never intended to pursue the matter of the puppet.

She probably never took things like 'returning the doll,' 'wandering at night,' or 'sneaking around with the robot soldiers' seriously from the beginning.

So what exactly does she mean?

Why not sentence him to death first, and then think about it for so long?

Are the problems he has so troublesome that even geniuses would find them difficult to solve?

He couldn't help but cautiously ask a question.

"Lady Black Tower..."

His voice carried a hint of probing, as if to say, "I know you may be thinking about this, but I'd also like to know the answer."

"How so? Is my condition treatable?"

The Black Tower Doll's train of thought was interrupted, but this time she did not show any displeasure at being disturbed.

She looked up, her gaze falling on his face, her expression calm as if she were discussing what to eat that day.

"I really want to say, you're hopeless."

She paused, her tone carrying a hint of 'I might have said that if it were someone else.'

Lin Si's heart tightened suddenly.

Then she continued.

"But there are actually many treatment options for you."

Lin Si was stunned for a moment.

"a lot of?"

"That's right."

Black Tower nodded, as if stating something self-evident.

“Go ask Nguyen Mai yourself tomorrow. She’s more experienced in this area than I am.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Si's anxious heart gradually calmed down.

As long as there's hope.

Just as he was about to thank him, Heita spoke again.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

“Little guy,”

She leaned back in her chair and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

“You and that little girl conspired to steal my doll, so I might not hold you accountable.”