Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Despite being told to inform Estella to send off the train crew, in the end, Hei Ta and Qi Zhimu personally came to see them off.

The Starry Sky Train deserves the most credit for enabling me to reunite with Qi Zhimu.

Especially that little girl named March 7th.

If March 7th hadn't invited Qi Zhimu to travel with the train temporarily, but instead left him stranded in the Stranger Galaxy, then—

Heaven knows when I will be able to see Qi Zhimu again.

Thinking in the worst-case scenario, it's very possible that Qi Zhimu will be completely unaware of his reincarnation after this life ends.

As the key contributor to bringing Qi Zhimu to the space station, Heita was quite willing to accommodate him and was in a very good mood.

On March 7th, she expressed her reluctance to part with Qi Zhimu, but was scolded by Xing Yizhen.

Are you just being reluctant to part with them? You're probably eyeing their drinks, and I'm too embarrassed to call you out on it.

As a result, Xing's small waist was pinched hard by the cute pink-haired girl, causing her to grimace.

After seeing off the Starry Sky Train, Black Tower and Qi Zhimu left the platform.

Estelle and Alan followed behind them, one in front and one behind.

When they encountered their clerks along the way, they all bowed respectfully.

However, there are exceptions.

Upon arriving at the main control section, Qi Zhimu saw a young man sitting by the entrance, looking utterly dejected.

Only when the figure stopped in front of him did the person look up.

Upon discovering the visitor's identity, he was initially taken aback, but then managed to force a smile.

"I never expected to meet Ms. Black Tower in person. I feel very honored. This must be your lover. You two look very much like a married couple."

uh-huh?

Black Tower raised an eyebrow.

She was tired of hearing compliments and praises from space station staff, company personnel, or people from other factions, whether they were sincere or not. The more she heard them, the more impatient she became.

These words were meant to be flattering, but they sounded pleasing to her.

The young man has good eyesight, is quite perceptive, and has a promising future.

"Tell me, kid, why are you looking so dejected?"

"Huh? Me?" Rocky pointed to himself in astonishment.

"Nonsense!" Black Tower said speechlessly.

"Just say what's on your mind. She's in a good mood right now, and she might be willing to help you if the situation allows," Qi Zhimu said, stopping Luo Qi from continuing their ineffective exchange.

Rocky was flattered.

He wasn't stupid; he knew this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he quickly poured out his troubles.

The group then realized that Rocky was troubled by love.

Simply put, he has a crush on a woman named Leslie.

Leslie recently joined the Gravitational Effects Research Team, which traveled to the Abundant Star Region, light-years away, to conduct on-site investigations.

Unexpectedly, the spacetime curvature near their planet changed, separating the two lovers into different spacetime coordinate systems, making it difficult for them to maintain contact.

This resulted in a gradual increase in the time difference between Leslie and the Black Tower space station.

It could turn from a month into a year, or even extend to ten years. In the end, every month she travels through the galaxy will cost Loki decades of waiting.

For Rocky, Leslie became a ghost haunting the future.

For Leslie, Rocky would grow old and eventually die.

A single conversation between them might require Rocky to wait a lifetime.

The inability to be with someone with whom he shares a deep connection is undoubtedly the cruelest future for Rocky.

Rocky was helpless; he couldn't overcome the insurmountable barrier of time and space.

After listening, Qi Zhimu felt a little emotional.

He couldn't help in this situation. The phenomenon of spacetime curvature change is very rare and is called a starquake. The time difference it causes cannot be resolved by a light-speed vehicle.

There is always one side whose time never stops flowing, and only the Star Train, the fastest interstellar vehicle in the entire galaxy, could possibly achieve that.

"It's no big deal, you can get it done with just a few steps."

Black Tower snorted and casually took out a scepter shaped like a key.

"Since I'm in a good mood today, I'll reluctantly help you out, kid. Be grateful! Now hurry up and bring me the Galaxy Radio Repeater!"

Rocky was stunned, but fortunately his hands reacted faster than his brain, and he handed over the repeater.

The Black Tower tapped the repeater with its scepter, read the frequency source, and located it within 0.1 seconds.

"Come out, first mirror, enter coordinates, prepare for space warp."

"Yes, Madam Black Tower."

A full-length mirror suddenly appeared and began to speak human language.

"Ready to begin."

Black Tower nodded in satisfaction, his chin aimed at Rocky.

"Go, kid, go inside, and you can reach the planet where your favorite little girl lives in ten seconds."

Rocky was almost overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, but his mouth still managed to rave about Black Tower and didn't forget Qi Zhimu.

He knew that his unconscious praise had hit the mark with Lady Black Tower.

Praising Ms. Heta won't work, but praising someone she likes, saying they're a good match, is a different story.

In many social situations, it's more effective to praise a successful person's female companion than to compliment their achievements.

The same principle applies to gender reversal.

However, Qi Zhimu's expression became uncomfortable as he listened to the praise.

Black Tower rolled his eyes and kicked Rocky, sending him flying into the first mirror.

"Alright, go do what you need to do. Oh right, Está, prepare a universal clerk card for him." Heita gestured to Qi Zhimu.

"Yes, Ms. Black Tower." Estád didn't ask any questions, even though she was very curious.

Even if Lady Black Tower's lover dismantles the space station, no one will dare to gossip. What's a jack-of-all-trades clerk card compared to that?

Just listen and do as instructed.

The reason that piqued Estelle's curiosity was not complicated.

Qi Zhimu suggested that he wanted to find something he liked to do on the space station to pass the time.

After all, they can't be together 24 hours a day; that would be too decadent.

They are human beings, not insects driven by the instinct to reproduce, spending all their time eating and breeding.

Over the next two days, Qi Zhimu first worked on upgrading the control and defense system, and then went to the medical department to do his old job.

In the medical department, the identity of Black Tower's lover must be kept secret, otherwise no one on the space station would dare to seek his medical advice.

Temporarily leaving behind the life of a patrolling seafarer, Qi Zhimu found a more regular rhythm and rediscovered the relaxation and ease he felt when he first retired.

During work hours, Black Tower and I each did our own thing.

Their private time after get off work is just like that of any ordinary couple, sweet and affectionate.

Revisit the familiar grounds of Azure Star, and even return to the misty world of the Deep Sea of ​​Memories before Azure Star's leap.

Unfortunately, most of the memory worlds I experienced back then are no longer available.

After all, those worlds were created and sustained by the human creativity and obsession of the Azure Star.

Centuries have passed, and only a handful remain.

One day, during work hours, Hei Ta suddenly sent a message asking about Qi Zhimu.

—Genius Club #81 Nguyen Mai is about to arrive at the space station. Do you have time to meet her?

Unfortunately, Qi Zhimu was about to perform a major operation on a patient.

It concerns the life of a clerk; I can't leave.

Black Tower didn't care.

"Alright then, knowing Ruan Mei's personality, she probably won't be interested in getting to know you anyway."

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