Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

After passing through the long rift, Lu Ze and the Great Black Tower arrived at a boundless, pure white space.

All that remained were gray, crumbling ruins, crisscrossed by a pale, cold light, and the earth riddled with depressions and cracks.

The entire space resembled a black and white photograph with the paint removed.

Occasionally, faint scrambled data streams would flash across the sky, quickly disappearing into the deathly white expanse.

The Great Black Tower slowly stepped forward, its fingertips lightly touching a piece of faded gravel.

The pebbles turned into fine gray mist the moment they were touched, leaving not a single speck of dust behind.

She looked down at the traces of gray mist remaining on her fingertips and whispered, "This is the power of time."

Everything in this space is being slowly swallowed up by time—colors, textures, weights, even existence itself—all are irreversibly fading away.

She withdrew her fingers and gently rubbed her fingertips together; the sensation was less like shattering and more like existence disappearing.

It's like a memory gradually fading in your mind and eventually disappearing completely.

Lu Ze looked around curiously, but all he could see was a deathly white expanse.

The broken walls, the dried-up riverbed, the weathered sculpture bases—everything is still there, but it has lost its color and vitality, as if its soul has been sucked away by some force.

After looking around and finding nothing particularly interesting, he simply turned his gaze away and fixed it on the perfect profile of the Great Black Tower.

"Black Tower, your consciousness space is really quite simple." There was a hint of teasing in his tone.

Hearing Lu Ze's teasing tone, Da Heita raised his handsome eyebrows slightly.

This little guy seems to be getting bolder and bolder; now he even dares to make fun of me.

Lu Ze hadn't even calmed down from being roasted by the AI ​​guy Lai Gu Shi when he just reignited his anger.

Do you really think you're some kind of clay idol that can be manipulated at will?

Without saying a word, she reached out her delicate hand and grabbed Lu Ze's ear.

"Little one, I can give you a chance to rephrase your words." He then gently rotated his fingers with force.

Lu Ze first felt a cool sensation coming from her delicate fingertips, followed by a burning pain spreading along his earlobe.

"hiss--"

He gasped, his body involuntarily leaning towards the direction she exerted force, and the distance between them gradually shortened.

At such close range, he could even smell a faint fragrance of violets.

"Ms. Black Tower, I was wrong!" Lu Ze quickly begged for forgiveness.

"Little one, where are you looking?"

Noticing Lu Ze's restless eyes darting around, the Black Tower tightened its grip even more.

"I didn't see it..."

Lu Ze would never admit that he had accidentally caught a glimpse of her black-stockinged thighs when he looked down.

Because admitting it would definitely get me killed.

In desperation, he pointed to the sky: "Black Tower, look, is something falling from the sky?"

"Don't change the subject."

"It's true," Lu Ze said with certainty.

Only then did the Great Black Tower look up in the direction Lu Ze was pointing, still somewhat doubtful.

A purplish-black object was seen falling towards them from high above at an extremely fast speed.

The big black tower narrowed its eyes, then released its grip on Lu Ze's ear.

Lu Ze covered his ears, which were still slightly burning, and looked at the approaching purplish-black shooting star.

In this world that was nothing but gray and white, the purplish-black object stood out conspicuously.

As it fell lower and lower, its outline gradually became clearer.