Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

When you're looking forward to reaching the destination as soon as possible, a seemingly short journey always seems to make the destination inexplicably feel incredibly far away.

Hei Ta listened to Qi Zhimu arguing with countless versions of himself for a full hour.

It hasn't stopped, but it's been going well.

In such bizarre scenarios, even swearing can be an art form.

"Mr. Creditor, perhaps it's best not to bring your family members... after all, they look just like you."

"Oh, this? It's no big deal. Have you forgotten who I am?"

Qi Zhimu said casually, without any concern:

"I am a fictitious life form created by you humans. Where did I get my household registration so you can say whatever you want to me?"

We walked for another half hour.

Qi Zhimu's steps grew heavier and heavier.

Looking down, he saw that the ground beneath his feet had somehow turned into a mirror, and hands reached out from it, grabbing his feet.

"Tch, what a petty trick."

Qi Zhimu completely ignored him.

But what I didn't expect was that as we continued, it wasn't just about reaching out a hand.

The person in the mirror leaned out halfway, blocking the view, their face deathly pale, their expression twisted with deep hatred, muttering to themselves.

"It's all your fault! That supernova explosion was a complete lie!"

"I hate it so much, I hate it so much!!!"

"Black Tower...stay...stay, you're destined to fail in your mission..."

"Your loved ones all died trying to save the planet Azure. If you don't stay, you'll die too..."

"If you keep going like this, your friends will die, and then it will be your turn..."

"You *you* *blue planet* swearing* my ass!"

Qi Zhimu tried kicking it, and to his surprise, he actually kicked away the thing blocking his way.

"Oh? You've got a physical form now? Then let me show you what a Shadowless Kick really is."

Although it can kick anything in its way into dust, the sound will still spread and seep into the Black Tower's brain.

"I saw a ghost in every sense of the word. It is well known that ethereal life forms are not invincible, and many of them possess human intelligence."

"But why do even ghosts bully the weak and fear the strong? Is it because the concept of invincibility is not allowed to exist or be replicated, so ghosts learned this skill?"

"Well……"

"Feed the brat, just bear with your hunger a little longer. There's not much road left. I'll give you something to eat once we get past this point."

"...The food you're carrying isn't human flesh, is it...?" Black Tower covered his head.

"That's right, so what do you think? Dare to eat it?"

"You should keep it for yourself... I won't take what belongs to others..." Black Tower said haltingly.

"That's a pity. Let me tell you a little story that's not so heartwarming. Let me think... I remember now."

Qi Zhimu pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly:

"The short story happened not long ago. A spaceship from your Azure Star encountered a rather troublesome illusory life form and crashed into the depths of the illusory memory world. The ship was destroyed and everyone on board perished."

"Before the engine power system was completely destroyed, the people inside sent out a distress signal."

"After some time, I saw several spaceships plunge into the illusory memory world and fly towards the crash site in the depths. Unfortunately, none of them returned."

"Nobody could find the person who called for help, do you know why?"

Now that Hei Ta knew that Qi Zhimu liked to keep people in suspense and ask questions in return, he chimed in, "Go ahead."

"Because that illusory life form is a vengeful spirit that died in a helicopter crash."

"You humans love creating ghost stories, and now look what's happened! Those vengeful spirits will chase after any flying vehicle they see, determined to crash it."

"Perhaps the person inside was more important, because several other spaceships rushed to their rescue without hesitation. Sigh, they were just throwing their lives away."

"...This is not a small story, it should be called an accident," Black Tower retorted.

"That makes sense, then it's an accident."

"Is that vengeful spirit's territory very large? As far as I know, rescue ships have GPS tracking. Seeing so many people losing contact in the same place, they should have taken a detour."

"Oh, kid, have you ever considered one possibility?"

Qi Zhimu sighed and lightly tapped the girl's forehead with his index finger.

"The location where the rescue ship crashed is the center of the helicopter vengeful spirit's territory, so no matter how many rescue ships come, they're just sending people to their doom."

"Unless that unlucky guy chasing me has accumulated good karma over several lifetimes like you, and happens to encounter an easy-going intangible being like me, otherwise..."

Seeing that Heita was in low spirits, Qi Zhimu tapped her forehead again.

"I'm not saying this to discourage you, but to cheer you up and get the message back to Azure Star as soon as possible."

"The fact that so many spaceships were sent to their deaths to go in and rescue people shows that what the unlucky guy had was very important, or that he himself was very important."

"Getting back to Azure Star sooner will allow us to organize a rescue operation or find a way to recover important items."

"That sounds nice, Mr. Creditor, but actually you just want to eat me up as soon as possible, don't you?" Black Tower retorted.

"Wow, you saw right through me. Oh well, I guess I'm still too honest and can't hide my thoughts."

"...You should just keep telling lame jokes."

"You should have said so earlier! This is one of my strongest personas!"

Qi Zhimu's eyes lit up at the mention of lame jokes.

"Do you know why Superman in the Azure Planet works likes to wear a tight suit? Because saving lives is the priority."

Why are math books always so gloomy? Because they have too many problems.

"..."

Black Tower actually admires him a bit.

She could spout corny jokes non-stop, none of them the same, even though she didn't really understand some of them.

And so, amidst a barrage of lame jokes and a flurry of invisible kicks, they reached the finish line.

A door suddenly came into view and opened.

The noise, which was countless times more terrifying than a deafening shriek, suddenly disappeared.

Qi Zhimu realized that his abilities had been restored, and turned around to look behind him while holding the Black Tower in one hand.

Those foul-mouthed monsters are still there, but they've stopped talking.

"It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester; it's best to settle scores on the spot."

clatter--

A snap of fingers rang out.

A scorching heat swept in from above.

Black Tower looked up and saw a fireball descending from the sky, carrying an aura of world destruction.

"Is this your forbidden spell?"

"Forbidden spells aren't that weak."

Two figures, one large and one small, passed through the door without even glancing at the space behind them that had instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

As Black Tower walked through the passageway, he suddenly felt something being stuffed into his mouth.

"…Lollipop?"

"Oh right, it's grape flavored, do you like it?"

"To be honest, I don't really like it, but I have no room for criticism. I just didn't expect you to have such a sweet side."

"Life is tough," the monk sighed. "Sometimes, I have to cosplay as Santa Claus handing out candy just to make ends meet."

"Are you sure you didn't lure the pretty little girl away and eat her by handing out candy?" Black Tower retorted.

"You mere grain reserves know me so well! You know too much. Looks like I can't keep you around any longer; I have to eat you up quickly!"