Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

"So he only left you this one pair of tweezers?" The big black tower turned the tweezers in his hand over, and a thin, slender reflection appeared on the metal surface.

After listening to Lu Ze's story spanning a century, she gained a different perspective on the small pair of tweezers.

Starting as a joke, and later being hailed as a "prophet" by scholars of an entire civilization, the significance behind these tweezers truly exceeded her initial assessment.

"That's right. But before leaving, Lars's grandson gave me some of the latest model atomic programming machines," Lu Xianzhi said.

He raised his chin slightly, his tone tinged with smugness.

"Don't be so cocky, show it to me." The big black tower raised his hand and gently tapped him on the head, the force was very light.

Lu Ze rubbed his head, which didn't hurt, and took out a pure white bracelet from his storage bag, handing it to her.

The bracelet is entirely white, without any unnecessary decorations, and its surface has a very faint metallic sheen.

The Great Black Tower took the bracelet, examined it for a moment, and then put it on his wrist.

The bracelet tightens rapidly the moment it touches the skin, automatically adjusting to the perfect size for a close fit.

Daheita bent down and casually picked up a stone. In the instant he picked it up, the grayish-white stone turned into a fragrant, slightly charred roasted rib.

Lu Ze was secretly alarmed by this.

He tried countless times himself, but couldn't even make a single screw.

It's not that this bracelet has any special usage requirements, but rather that it requires the user to meet several conditions simultaneously:

First, one must understand the basic knowledge of the internal structure of atoms, and also be familiar with the atomic arrangement of the target object.

Finally, and most importantly, it requires powerful computing capabilities to perform real-time calculations.

These things are natural barriers for a cultivator like him who fights with spiritual power and intuition, but for the Great Black Tower, they are as natural as breathing.

It's practically tailor-made for people with an intellectual destiny.

"This is just the civilian version. Are all civilized people geniuses?" The Great Black Tower asked with a hint of surprise.

Although the "genius" she mentioned may not meet the threshold of the genius club, she is at least better than the mediocre people in the company's erudite society who only write experimental reports all day long.

If even ordinary citizens can use this kind of device so freely, how terrifying must the average level of knowledge in this civilization be?

"You've definitely hidden something else."

Suddenly, the black tower changed the subject, its purple eyes narrowing slightly as it stared at Lu Ze's face.

This guy only takes half of what he wants, which is even worse than those riddle tellers who only say half of what they mean.

Since they've provided a wristband, there must also be accompanying instructions or something similar.

"Hehe...you'd better beg me." Lu Ze had finally seized the opportunity to pique the curiosity of the Great Black Tower, and he was so smug that he almost floated on air.

Xingbao once told him that the Great Black Tower had humbled itself and begged her several times in order to get her to help test the simulated universe.

Now he also wants to experience what it's like to be pleaded with by a brilliant and beautiful female scientist.

The Great Black Tower only glanced at him, yet he already knew what he wanted.

She leaned close to Lu Ze's ear, her delicate chin resting gently on his shoulder, her red lips parting slightly.

"Please, Lu Ze." She finished speaking and breathed softly into Lu Ze's ear.

A warm breath brushed past his ear, carrying the faint scent of violets from her body.

Lu Ze shuddered violently, and his ears turned red at a visible speed.

"Here you go, here you go."

He quickly pulled a thin booklet from his storage bag and shoved it into the hands of the big black tower, his entire aura shifting from "smug satisfaction" to "fleeing in disarray."

The Great Black Tower nodded in satisfaction, pleased with both his reaction and the booklet he had handed him.

You little brat, I'll get you pretty bad.

The big black tower smiled slightly.

People who usually meet her either speak cautiously or are enthusiastic fans who shout, "Big Black Tower, I'm your fan!"

Aside from a few colleagues in the Genius Club, only Lu Ze could treat her as an ordinary beauty.

She was beginning to enjoy this back-and-forth game of offense and defense with Lu Ze.

And in this game, it was her big black tower that won.