Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

"So, this is what you saw outside the world, senior?" Daheita and Luze followed behind Laigushi, traversing this gray-white consciousness space.

Along the way, Ragus recounted some of his observations about the world beyond when he was still in Zandal.

Managers, transcendent beings, chosen ones—these unheard-of concepts flowed from his mouth one by one, as if lifting a thin veil covering the truth of the universe.

The Great Black Tower followed behind, its purple eyes reflecting the back of the ancient figure ahead, but its thoughts had already drifted elsewhere.

The transcendent are those who are above the world.

She didn't really feel anything when Lai Gushi mentioned that Lu Ze was a transcendent.

But now, let's listen to this senior android analyze the status, abilities, and mode of existence of the transcendent one by one.

She suddenly realized just how much potential there was in this little guy she had described as "cowardly, lecherous, and show-offy."

However, she was lucky; the little guy still seemed to know nothing and was very easy to fool.

At this moment, Daheita was already planning in his mind how to trick Lu Ze into willingly letting him test him.

"Ms. Black Tower, we've arrived." Ragus stopped in his tracks.

Lu Ze and Da Heita stopped and looked up, only to find that the scene before them had suddenly changed.

The previously blank white space of consciousness came to an abrupt end here, with a distorted line of light and darkness stretching across the void.

Beyond the boundary lies the silent, pitch-black Iron Tomb domain, where dark mist slowly surges and erodes.

One step forward leads to the core consciousness of the Iron Tomb, and one step back leads to the consciousness space of the Black Tower.

In the nearby abandoned computation field, countless broken, shimmering white light fragments floated and drifted, all remnants of consciousness.

The two forces, black and white, were constantly pulling and annihilating each other, causing the entire space to tremble slightly, exuding a suppressed and eerie stillness.

The Great Black Tower stared at the fragments of consciousness floating in the void and remained silent for a moment.

Each of these fragments is a part of her—or more precisely, a part of another version of her.

In this world, she chose to confront the Iron Tomb alone, burning away her memories in exchange for the power to resist the erosion.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides was too great, and even burning all of one's memories could not help against him.

The Devouring Shadow is merely another personality born from the fusion of her obsession and the erosion of the Iron Tomb, constantly burning her shattered memories according to her remaining obsession, making a futile struggle.

If Lu Ze and she hadn't arrived, this consciousness space, which was already empty, would probably have been completely swallowed up by now.

"Then let's get to work."

Daheita withdrew his gaze and turned to Lu Ze beside him, shoving a device that looked like a vacuum cleaner into his hand.

"This is a device used to collect the remaining consciousness of the Black Tower. Go! Little one, collect all those light fragments, don't miss a single one."

Lu Ze looked down at the equipment in his hand, and in disbelief pointed first at himself, and then at Lai Gu Shi standing to the side.

"And what about him?"

Why should the AI ​​be allowed to just stand by and watch, while all the work falls on his shoulders?

"Hurry up, you're dawdling over doing something. I'll give you a reward when you're done." The big black tower gently pushed his chest with both hands and said in a coquettish tone.

Upon hearing the word "reward," Lu Ze's slight resentment vanished instantly.

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the long, slender legs of the big black tower, clad in black stockings, and his mind began to automatically replay the sensation of the lap pillow he had experienced earlier.

Their enthusiasm for work was instantly boosted.

The Great Black Tower took in his reaction without saying anything, only slightly raising the corners of his lips.

My irresistible charm is truly a source of trouble.

She raised her hand to tidy her long hair that fell over her shoulder, and suddenly a question came to mind:

Why was it that mechanical-headed Bo Shi Zun who glanced at her back then, instead of the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila?

It must have been the mechanical head that cheated; that must be it.