Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The Black Tower space station, deep within the laboratory.

"Click".

The Black Tower mascot stands in front of the instrument, holding a newly printed data report in its hand.

Her pair of lifeless purple eyes were fixed on the girl standing in front of her.

star.

March 7th and Danheng were kept outside the laboratory.

There were only the two of them there.

Or rather... a person, and a monster that is about to be scrapped.

Do you know what you're doing?

Black Tower slammed the report on the table with a sharp "thud".

"Based on my scan..."

The Black Tower extended a finger, pointing to the heart of the star.

"The 'destructive' factor in your body is devouring your 'reproductive' cells at an alarming rate."

"Every time you pull the bone out..."

"Every time you pump that damn energy into your muscles..."

"You're just throwing your own lifespan into the furnace like firewood."

Black Tower's voice was cold, as cold as an ice cube at absolute zero.

"At this rate of combustion..."

"You won't live past three years."

"Three years?"

Xing was stunned for a moment.

She raised her head, and in her golden eyes, there was no fear that Black Tower had anticipated.

On the contrary, it is a kind of...

A bewildered state while diligently calculating.

She silently did some calculations in her mind.

There are 365 days in a year.

Three years is 1095 days.

There are 24 hours in a day.

That's 26280 hours.

Wow, so many!

There are so many!

Back when I was a corporate slave at anime conventions, I worked overtime every day until I was about to die from overwork, and I never dared to imagine that I would live this long.

and……

In this world, there's delicious "cement" to drink every day, March 7th chattering in your ear, and Dan Heng, that reliable bodyguard with a poker face.

And there's also Aunt Himeko, who's always gentle and reliable.

Such days...

Can it last three years?

This is an absolute steal!

"Sizzle... (That's enough.)"

Xing nodded.

She stretched out her hand and gave the black tower a very standard "OK" sign.

There was even a hint of...satisfied smile on his face.

"..."

Black Tower was stunned.

She looked at the girl in front of her who was smiling brightly.

"you……"

For the first time, the Black Tower's voice showed a slight ripple.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Do you even know what three years means?!

"For you, it's just a matter of a moment!"

Xing tilted her head.

She didn't quite understand what Black Tower was getting excited about.

die?

Everyone dies eventually.

As long as before death...

Xing turned her head and looked at the closed glass door of the laboratory.

Outside.

March 7th was pressed against the glass, his face distorted from being squeezed, and he was frantically waving inside.

Dan Heng leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but he kept his hand tightly gripping the Cloud-Striking Spear.

As long as before death...

Take them to the finish line.

Drive this train... to the end of the stars.

This is enough.

That is the whole meaning of her existence.

Xing turned around and looked at the Black Tower.

Those golden eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.

There was no fear.

There is only one kind of... heart-stopping, pure resolve.

"Tsk—(It's okay.)"

Xing pointed to the door, then to herself.

Then he made a "protective" gesture.

It means: as long as we can protect them, every extra day we live is a bonus.

"..."

The Black Tower fell silent.

She stared at the stars for a long time, so long that the air seemed to freeze.

At last.

She let out a very complex sigh.

"madman."

"You're all crazy."

The black tower bypassed the experimental platform.

She walked up to Xing with her unique, dance-like steps.

"Take it."

She placed a palm-sized metal disc, which looked like the core of some kind of precision instrument, into Xing's hand.

"What is this?"

Xing looked at the disc with curiosity.

"A reverse-engineered prototype of a cell division simulator..."

Heita turned his face away, his tone carrying a hint of unnatural arrogance.

"Although I haven't finished it completely yet, this thing can help you... help relieve some of the pressure of regeneration."

"In other words..."

Black Tower pointed to the disc.

"Next time you go crazy..."

"This machine will slow down the rate at which your life force is burning!"

Xing held the cold disc in her hand.

Rebirth for me...?

That way I can live a little longer, right?

Xing carefully tucked the disc into her bosom and placed it close to her chest.

"Buzz... (Thank you.)"

She bowed deeply to the black tower.

"Alright, stop worshiping, he's not dead yet."

Black Tower waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Get out of here."

"The train is about to depart."

Xing nodded and turned to walk towards the door.

Just as her hand was about to touch the doorknob.

"Feed".

Black Tower's voice suddenly came from behind.

It's very light.

If you don't listen carefully, you'll almost be drowned out by the hum of the instruments.

Xing turned her head in confusion.

Black Tower stared at Xing's head for a long time, then said meaningfully:

"...I've got it."

"The fact that pain is blocked doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"Someone has to take responsibility for this."

"It's just that it's not you for now."

"Someday..."

"This debt must be repaid."

Xing paused for a moment.

She didn't turn around.

He simply nodded slightly.

then.

Push open the door.

What greeted me was a warm hug from March 7th, the one that smelled of shampoo.

"Xing—! Are you alright?! Did that wicked woman slice you into pieces?!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Although Dan Heng scolded her, his hand had already honestly put his hand on Xing's shoulder.

Looking at this group of noisy companions.

Xing touched the cold disc on her chest.

Paying off debts?

It's okay.

As long as it can stay like this...

Even if in the end you have to pay it back with interest...

I also……

Willingly.

May this journey eventually reach the stars.