Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

Although it is unknown what these symbols are specifically meant to do.

But the general direction must be this!

The blank world restores the world to its initial state, similar to the game "Minecraft".

Once everything is completely blank, there will be nothing left in this world except for the Black Tower!

That's probably when the symbol will truly begin to act!

Chen Xi didn't know whether this was good or bad.

To put it another way...

Even if you know whether it's good or bad, it's too late. The process of becoming a blank slate has already begun. Besides, even if you knew beforehand, there's nothing you can do about it.

Because of Chen Xi, Chen Xi was completely passive.

The painter had previously mentioned that those blank sheets of paper contained the essence of all things.

In the act of combining symbols.

No wonder the Painter's Phase II quest involves symbols!

Just like the bond between the school beauty and the clown, it seems there is also some kind of bond between the painter and the symbol!

This is considered a new discovery by Chen Xi.

He previously assumed that this bond only existed between identities.

Now it seems that it could also be identity or something else.

As for what the "other" is, it seems like anything is fine.

This made Chen Xi think of the word "destiny" again.

Both the Emperor and Hyperthymesia are awakening for the first time. Are there any bonds between these two first-ranked sequences and talents?

The two then chatted briefly and reached a consensus on the intelligence.

However, the conversation didn't last long, since some things had already been discussed on WeChat.

......

Glug! Glug! Glug!

Before long, under the watchful eyes of Chen Xi and the other two, the painter painted a helicopter on the spot.

Presumably to expedite the process, the helicopter was drawn rather simply, using only one color: yellow.

The design and visuals are also very basic, and it's not as cool as the one that came with it.

However, the functionality depends on the artist's skill, just like the figurine Chen Xi threw out, so the speed of the two helicopters must be the same.

"Chen Xi, since that's the case, I'll be leaving."

Have a safe journey.

"See you again someday."

Chen Xi and the other two said goodbye to him.

The painter's figure and the sound of the propeller gradually faded into the distance.

Although Chen Xi also wanted to go to Shangjing City with the painter to find Chu Qingge, he had to give up the idea for the time being because the difference in strength was too great.

Chen Xi didn't know if the painter would be able to see Chu Qingge, but his safety should be fine.

While waiting for the artist, Chen Xi naturally communicated with Wang Sanjin, sharing the painter's thoughts and ideas with him.

He thought the other party would agree to enter the Black Tower with him, after all, everyone is afraid of death.

Wang Sanjin naturally also needed Chen Xi's resurrection armor.

Unexpectedly, the other party refused.

The reason wasn't explained in detail; it was only that they couldn't get in for the time being but would get in on their own later, and they would try to contact them then.

It had nothing to do with what the painter said; it was that he had other important things to take care of outside.

However, he will still summon him whenever needed. As for whether he can still summon him after entering the Black Tower, Wang Sanjin himself doesn't know.

Although the extraordinary feature of "your takeout" is that it can deliver on its mission and theoretically appear anywhere.

But that's the Black Tower after all!

......

And so, time passed by, second by second.

At 23:30 that day, the author arrived at Yancheng High-speed Railway Station as expected.

The moment they stepped out of the station, Chen Xi and the other two spotted the author.

It wasn't because the author was particularly handsome or had a grand entrance, but because very few people got off at this stop.

There is only one author!

The author is quite unrestrained at home, and he is always surrounded by all sorts of beautiful female characters, making it a lively scene.

But when they're out and about, they keep a low profile, giving off the vibe of a backpacker.

"So, are you mentally prepared?"

"If you don't want to enter the Black Tower, you can still regret it now."

Chen Xi looked at the author's uncertain gaze and asked.

Upon hearing this, the author shook his head vigorously.

"I am absolutely certain, convinced, and certain that I will enter the Black Tower!"

"Also, I may look a bit indecisive, but deep down, I'm very determined!"

Chen Xi nodded, unsurprised, indicating that she believed him.

After all, the author had no choice.

Having died once, I rely even more on my own reflection.

And what the painter said when he came over later.

Chen Xi also spoke with the author during the waiting time after the painter left.

For the author, both emotionally and logically, entering the Black Tower was the only path.

"Chen Xi!"

"To prevent me from suddenly dying unexpectedly, I need to tell you all about what's happened to me recently!"

Without waiting for Chen Xi's reaction, the author began his eloquent speech.

And so on... and so forth...

During the conversation, Yang Wei listened until Kun'er turned purple.

He kept repeating:

"Can this be broadcast?"

"Wouldn't that land you in jail?"

"This is my dream!"

Vocabulary such as etc.

"When the reflection comes, remember to describe the process I just described in detail!"

"Only then will I feel that my life has no blank spaces!"

The author finished speaking in one breath and then smiled with satisfaction.

Chen Xi has hyperthymesia and it's impossible for her to forget a single word.

In this way, even if I really die, as long as I hear these things, I will feel as if I have been alive all along!

Chen Xi touched his chin, looking troubled.

"You don't want to?"

"My dear Xi-ge!"

"My request isn't excessive or difficult!"

"Please grant my request, considering I'll have to serve you faithfully in the future!"

Despite the author's earnest pleas, Chen Xi remained unmoved.

You've misunderstood.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that your content is basically repetitive, it's the same old plot over and over again..."

"I feel like it can all be summed up in one sentence."

"That won't do!"

The author immediately retorted:

"That would make me feel like something important is missing from my life, from my time!"

"I originally intended to write an autobiographical novel about everything that happened before I met you today, and hand it to you in person."

"But now that the world is beginning to go blank, I'm afraid that what I write will also disappear soon, so you are the medium through which my memories are stored."

"As long as you're still alive, it's as if I've never died!"

"If you die, I'll die too, and I won't need that memory anymore."

"Alright."

"I promise you."

Chen Xi readily agreed, since it wasn't anything too difficult.

I was going to say something more encouraging, since we'll be entering the Black Tower soon.

But when I think about the current environment...

Before entering the Black Tower, the author is at most at stage II, and after stage II, he will be like Yan Mingliang.

With no tasks and progress stuck at 0%, Chen Xi couldn't really guarantee the author's survival.

"Yang Wei, let me finish the task for you first."

"The fact that ordinary people are disappearing in large numbers is good news for you."

"At least it will be easier for us to find fake people."

"If possible, you should advance to Stage III first!"

Yang Wei felt a surge of excitement upon hearing this, a sense of being recognized, and instinctively made a Young Pioneer gesture:

"yes!"

As for the author...

Chen Xi turned slightly to the side:

"That flop book you wrote after you went back, I think it was called something like 'Beyond the Black Tower,' right?"

"No one would read a book with a four-character title anyway, and the subject matter isn't new. Who in this world doesn't know The Tower of Assassins? It's too realistic and lacks imagination."

"Besides, now that there are no readers left, it has to be said that many identities can no longer be upgraded through acting."

"So you just follow Yang Wei and drink the soup, and you'll advance to Stage II."

"OK."

The author naturally had no objections, but he felt a little out of place after saying goodbye to the life of debauchery.

I always find myself unconsciously reciting the next line of the proverb, "Where there's a will, there's a way."

"Our ideal situation is that Yang Wei and I are in Phase III, and you and Yan Mingliang are in Phase II."

"The ideal situation is that Yang Wei is in Stage III, and the three of us are in Stage II."

"The less ideal scenario is that all four of us are in Phase II."

"The worst-case scenario is as it is now."

"Let's go to Sheung Shui City first, where the fake people aren't the worst..."

Chen Xi stopped abruptly, her eyes flashing, and she abruptly looked up:

"The platform roof is gradually crumbling..."

"etc!"

"Could this be... a blank slate?"

"Could it be that all the ordinary people in Fujian Province have already entered the Black Tower?"