Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

The next day, Azure Star, Fog City.

Qi Zhimu woke up from his sleep and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

…To be precise, it was initially unfamiliar, then familiar, after all, it belonged to the memories of the previous life.

Shaking off the lingering sleepiness, I recalled the events of last night.

His unexpected reunion with the Black Tower on the Starry Sky Train still stirs a tremor in his heart.

If it weren't for the urgent problem of simulating the universe, I might have stayed up all night...

However, they were young and knew how to restrain themselves then, so how could they be any less so now?

During the restoration of the simulated universe, the Black Tower confessed to him that one of the original intentions behind building the simulated universe was to find a way to retrieve him.

Now that she has reunited with the person she has been longing for, she frankly admits that the importance of simulating the universe has suddenly diminished.

He gently told Black Tower that the simulated universe was not only a tool for finding him, but also her masterpiece as a genius.

They could have easily gone back to how they were long ago, each focusing on their own things and spending their free time together.

The simple companionship and support they shared back then are the key pillars that have enabled them to get to where they are today.

Without that experience, there would be no future as we have today.

Black Tower listened attentively, displaying genius-level focus and meticulousness, and at an astonishing speed, it investigated all the problems in the simulated universe and completed the repairs in the shortest possible time.

When work ended and the night was deep, the two returned to the old house in the foggy city, which was full of memories, and fell asleep peacefully in each other's arms.

Putting away these warm memories, Qi Zhimu reached out to touch the side beside him.

The bed was empty, but you could still feel a little warmth when you touched it with your fingertips.

The delicate fragrance of pale purple lilies permeates the air, a unique scent emanating from Black Tower.

Why are you up so early?

Qi Zhimu listened carefully to the sounds inside the room, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

The occasional sounds of collision and the faint sound of flowing water were very familiar; I never expected Black Tower to be in the kitchen.

After getting dressed and lifting the covers, Qi Zhimu quietly left the room and went to the kitchen.

Under the warm light, a long, slanted shadow was cast on the floor.

Qi Zhimu made no sound and quietly looked inside.

The sight inside made him chuckle, and he leaned against the doorframe, observing with great interest.

Black Tower stood prettily in front of the stove, her back to him, wearing a house apron.

With a spatula in one hand and a cooking beginner's guide of unknown origin in the other, he frowned deeply.

On the cutting board, the already chopped ingredients are laid out.

The ingredients were just... oddly shaped, cut into pieces of varying sizes, and quite rough.

Qi Zhimu could tell that the genius Black Tower, who was famous throughout the Milky Way, probably had never cooked in hundreds of years, and had hardly ever even stepped into the kitchen.

Now, if I want to make breakfast myself, I can only cram at the last minute.

As he watched, Qi Zhimu realized that something was amiss.

Black Tower seemed to find ordinary ingredients imperfect, and would occasionally reach into a side space to take out things that looked like ingredients but were actually strange.

Qi Zhimu had seen several of these items in the catalog of curiosities in the space station's collection room.

I didn't see the actual object at the time, and I thought it had been lost during the Antimatter Legion's antics. It turns out that the Black Tower carried it with him.

Using exotic ingredients as food is not unusual for Qi Zhimu; he can make plum blossom wine by hand, which is also made from exotic ingredients.

Therefore, he did not make a sound to disturb them, wanting to see what the Black Tower could come up with.

However, when Hei Ta picked up a strange object that was entirely golden and looked like cheese and threw it into the pot, alarm bells rang in Qi Zhimu's mind.

The keen intuition honed from walking on the edge of life and death is constantly issuing warnings.

As the golden cheese was poured into the pot, a high-energy, imaginary reaction rapidly converged at the bottom of the pot.

To put it simply, that pot is about to explode.

The moment the blinding flames burst from the pot, Qi Zhimu's figure vanished from the door frame, leaving only a blur in the air.

Before the firelight had fully spread, he had already reached Black Tower's side, stretched out his left arm, and pulled Black Tower's slender waist backward.

Bang-!

A deafening explosion followed immediately.

The shockwave, carrying a stream of hot air, swept out, leaving the entire kitchen in a mess.

Pots and pans shattered, and thick smoke billowed out.

Qi Zhimu completely ignored the terrible state of the kitchen. After regaining his balance, he looked at Hei Ta with concern.

He carefully checked her from head to toe to make sure she wasn't affected, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Hei Ta remained calm, looked up, and met Qi Zhimu's gaze.

Embarrassment welled up inside her, and a faint blush quickly rose on her fair cheeks.

I was planning to get up early and cook a loving breakfast for my loved one, to surprise him.

Unexpectedly, he died before he could even get started, nearly blowing up the kitchen and being witnessed by the other party.

As a member of the prestigious Genius Club with numerous extraordinary achievements, it's utterly shameful that he can't even handle a simple kitchen task!

Heita bit her lower lip, momentarily unsure where to put her hands.

Seeing her embarrassment, Qi Zhimu smiled slightly and smoothed her slightly frizzy long hair.

"It's good that you're not hurt. I'll do it."

The tone was gentle.

After saying that, Qi Zhimu rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, where the thick smoke had not yet dissipated.

They quickly cleared away the dangerous debris from the ground and turned on the exhaust system to remove the thick smoke.

After a thorough inspection, they had to stop.

"Looks like we'll have to go out and get breakfast."

Qi Zhimu turned to look at the black tower standing outside the door, and helplessly spread his hands.

All the cooking utensils are unusable.

Upon hearing this, the embarrassment on Black Tower's face vanished instantly.

With a confident smirk, he raised his right hand and clenched it, revealing a scepter shaped like a key.

Black Tower picked up his scepter and lightly tapped it against the messy kitchen.

The next second, a miraculous scene appeared.

Visible ripples spread through the space, and all the damaged areas in the kitchen, including the blackened marks on the walls, began to flow back.

The fragments were precisely pieced together in mid-air, and the charred marks quickly faded away.

In the blink of an eye, all traces of the explosion vanished, and the entire kitchen returned to its spotless state before the explosion.

The damaged ingredients remained intact, even reverting to their original, unprocessed state.

Amazing, a hint of surprise flashed in Qi Zhimu's eyes.

Walking up to the perfectly intact stove, I gently touched the surface and found that there were indeed no signs of damage.

Black Tower, scepter in hand, approached with light steps, a smug smile playing on his lips as he asked.

"Do you know what kind of tactic this is?"

Qi Zhimu rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment before raising his index finger.

"Interval time reversal, a time science technology application concept proposed by the coalition government back then, it seems you have mastered this technology to perfection."

From a scientific point of view, this answer is almost correct.

But Hei Ta rolled her eyes at him in annoyance after hearing this, and waved her slender fingers in front of Qi Zhimu.

"No, guess again."