Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Black Tower ultimately didn't keep Qi Zhimu bedridden for three days.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't have the time.

Ruan Mei and Luo Sigu are both on the space station, busy simulating the upgrade and iteration of the universe.

During this time, Stephen, the socially anxious #84, also made an unprecedented arrival.

Based on the test data from a certain gray raccoon, the four geniuses decided to join forces to develop the first major update, with Stephen proposing to create a separate project branch.

Qi Zhimu heard from the Black Tower that the project branch involved an important period of cosmic history.

What exactly it is hasn't been explained yet.

He works in the medical department of the space station's base module, and he's quite busy.

The medical department has its own separate rooms and boasts many impressive medical facilities, claiming that as long as a person is still breathing, there is always a way to save them.

The researchers' studies were often accompanied by unpredictable risks, which is why the medical wards were always overcrowded.

Fortunately, there are enough doctors on duty, so Qi Zhimu doesn't need to live a two-shift life.

Even so, Black Tower was still busier than him.

Every day when he gets home, Heita either lies on the sofa or huddles in his research lab, multitasking to remotely control the space station's puppets to carry out related work, often missing mealtimes.

Now she waits until she's almost done with her work before she starts cooking.

It's almost 21 p.m. tonight, and I still haven't gotten it done.

Qi Zhimu had no choice but to make some simple nutritious porridge and send it to the research lab.

"Remember to eat."

Qi Zhimu put down his plate and was about to turn and leave when Hei Ta called him back.

"Wait a minute, darling. I can't multitask right now. I'm busy for at least two more hours. Feed me, or it'll get cold."

Black Tower was indeed extremely busy, remotely controlling the puppet while his hands were also busy, dancing across the compilation area with hundreds of buttons, never stopping for a moment.

Qi Zhimu discovered that there were two other frequency bands on the communication channel.

"Won't this disturb your...communication?"

"It's alright, they won't mind. The core technology won't be leaked anyway, there's no need to be so subtle."

Black Tower remained unconcerned and immediately urged them to hurry within the frequency band.

"What did Ruan Mei do when she left for more than ten minutes? She hasn't come back yet, and the docking project on my side is almost ready."

Even through the screen, Screw Goom and Stephen seemed to be able to foresee the impatience on Black Tower's face.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ruan Mei rejoined the communication channel on her frequency.

"Don't worry, Black Tower, I've calculated the time; there won't be any delays."

Ruan Mei spoke calmly, her gaze falling on the live screen, her expression slightly tense.

Beside the Black Tower was a man with half his body exposed, wearing an apron.

Because Heita was sitting, the camera was focused on her upper body, so the man's upper body was not visible, which showed that he was quite tall.

It seems this is Black Tower's lover.

Ruan Mei glanced at it and then looked away, extinguishing the faint curiosity in her heart.

"Then let's start the project integration process."

At this point, Black Tower turned to the person next to him and spoke.

His tone was much gentler, a completely different attitude compared to when he spoke with Ruan Mei.

"Darling~"

Qi Zhimu blew on the porridge to cool it down and fed it to Hei Ta.

The latter did not mute his microphone, and his voice reached the ears of the other three geniuses.

Given their personalities, this level of interaction between the two of them simply cannot have any impact.

That's what everyone thinks.

But an unexpected incident still occurred.

The docking process consists of thirteen steps. Just as they reached the fourth step, Black Tower noticed that someone was losing focus.

"What are you daydreaming about, Ruan Mei?"

"...It's nothing."

Ruan Mei snapped out of her daze and refocused her attention on the docking procedure.

Watching that strong arm gently and patiently feeding Black Tower, she was moved by the scene...

She had once enjoyed the same treatment.

While she was busy in the lab, her students would bring in food on time.

The difference is that Amu suffered from multiple viruses in his early years, making him rather thin, with arms as fair and slender as a woman's, unlike the Black Tower Lover who looked strong and powerful.

"Focus!" Black Tower was speechless.

Qi Zhimu didn't say a word, because he didn't want to bother anyone.

Hei Ta wondered why Ruan Mei was inexplicably distracted, since he himself didn't even smack his lips while drinking porridge.

She's not focused on the project, which is unlike her usual style.

Could it be that she took what I said to her a few days ago to heart and started thinking about men?

It would be so delightful if a casual remark could come true; she could lure Aha over to take a look, even if she didn't want to provoke Aha, a god who easily angers people.

Fortunately, Ruan Mei concentrated and did not make any further mistakes.

After feeding Heita the porridge, Qi Zhimu left the research lab.

The subsequent progress was relatively smooth.

During his shower, Hei Ta finished his work, opened the door and walked in, just in time to see Qi Zhimu rubbing on the shower gel.

"...Did you do it on purpose or by accident?"

"Intentionally by accident."

Hei Ta quickly stripped himself clean, pressed himself against Qi Zhimu, and shared the foam that had been rubbed off his body.

"Finished with work?"

"It won't be that fast. We'll deal with the rest tomorrow. Thanks for your hard work tonight. As a reward, you're allowed to be passive."

"Hmm? Then don't call me to move halfway through." Qi Zhimu raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, once this new simulated universe project is finished, you can have a good three-day rest..."

The Black Tower emphasized the words "three days," its intentions clear.

"Scared..." Qi Zhimu pretended to shake his face and swallowed.

"Have you forgotten I can use magic? Don't be afraid. If you can't hold on any longer, just ask this genius for help, and I'll help you. Heh heh..."

Black Tower smiled broadly, seemingly quite pleased with his reaction.

He always knows how to please himself, whether proactively or passively, and he knows what he wants.

Ah~~

Brother Mu and I are truly a match made in heaven.

He loves me so much.

I love him more!

Just as Hei Ta was about to slap Qi Zhimu, he and the latter froze, looking up at each other simultaneously.

It was as if my gaze pierced through countless obstacles to see that towering figure.

"Has Cripper dropped the gavel?"

"Yes." Black Tower looked on in surprise: "From this moment on, the Amber Calendar ends in 2157 and officially begins the 2158th century."

"If I remember correctly, it's only been 77 years since the last century, that's so short."

"Whatever, let's continue."

"What do you mean, 'continue'?" Qi Zhimu asked instinctively.

"A new era, a new beginning, such a good day should be spent having fun and relaxing... my dear... Mu~ brother~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Zhimu was silenced and unable to utter a word.

In this respect, he didn't need to take the initiative at all, or rather—

Having undergone a transformation, Black Tower not only speaks its mind but also disdains beating around the bush when it comes to what it wants.

Hei Ta gradually figured out Qi Zhimu's personality; he preferred to be passive.

It's about being passive, but you might actually turn that passivity into initiative.

Today, just as expected.

The hot steam blurred the glass mirror.

However, the clear marks left by the compression on the surface did not disappear for a long time...