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"Come on, let's clear up the other me's head first."

The Great Black Tower opened the device that Lu Ze was holding in his arms and took out a cylindrical glass container.

Inside the container, a cluster of light emitting a faint golden glow floated up and down, like a small, flowing nebula trapped in a glass cage.

This was a collection of fragments of consciousness that she had Lu Ze painstakingly gather from the abandoned computation field. After being compressed and integrated, it condensed into this faint mass of consciousness.

She didn't offer any further explanation, but weighed the glass container in her hand.

Without saying a word, he smashed it directly at the head of the Devouring Enderman, who was immobilized by the Ancients.

Holy crap, is it really that simple and brutal?

Lu Ze silently complained to himself.

He had assumed the Great Black Tower would use some sophisticated instrument to gently inject consciousness into the Devouring Ender's body, but she chose the most direct method—physical throwing.

With a sharp bang, the glass container struck the Enderman's forehead precisely and shattered.

A pale golden ball of light broke free from the fragments and hovered in mid-air, radiating a warm and soft glow like a miniature star.

The dark purple light deep within the void of the Devouring Shadow was involuntarily drawn to the ball of light.

The light orb, freed from its restraints, instinctively tried to escape, but was swallowed whole by the Devouring Enderman in the next instant.

At the same time, Lai Gushi unlocked the authority field.

"Uh... Ahhhhhh..."

The slender, eerie body of the Devouring Enderman shuddered violently, then let out a bloodcurdling roar.

She clutched her head, her entire body trembling violently, as the purplish-black mist that lingered around her was visibly escaping from her body.

The pitch black covering his entire body began to gradually fade from his head, like a dark shell being peeled away, revealing a delicate face underneath that was exactly the same as the Great Black Tower.

"Welcome back, my other self." The Great Black Tower spoke to that face, his tone unusually gentle.

Black Tower slowly turned her neck, as if adjusting to the body that once belonged to her again.

Her gaze swept over the people in front of her one by one.

First up is Lu Ze, I don't recognize him, so I'll skip him.

Then there's the Great Black Tower, which is another version of myself, clearly from another world or timeline.

Finally, there was Ragus, the culprit who brought him to such a miserable state.

"Hmph, senior, have you finally had a change of heart?" Black Tower, like the Great Black Tower, also called out to Senior Gu Shi, but his words were barbed from the start.

"Ms. Black Tower, you don't need to be so hostile towards me. I failed, and of course, you failed as well."

Lai Gushi shook his head, his tone still calm and composed, paying tribute to the genius who had single-handedly thwarted his entire plan.

"snort."

You could tell she was very unhappy; she had already snorted several times.

Lu Ze silently added narration to her in his heart.

"What? Don't you want to say hello to me, my other self?" The voice of the Great Black Tower was clearly filled with dissatisfaction.

This other version of myself is so clueless.

Instead of talking to a beautiful and vibrant woman, he spent ages babbling on and on with that cold, aloof android guy, Lai Gu Shi.

"Heh~ I'm just someone who won against Iron Tomb because of others. What, do you want to show off your victory to me?" Black Tower curled his lip in disdain.

The next moment, her gaze fell on Lu Ze, pausing for a second.

"But... I didn't know there was such a timeline."

The meaning is clear: you only surpassed me because you had one more variable, so what's there to be so proud of?

"Who said I relied on him?" Daheita retorted angrily.

Are you kidding me? She needs to rely on that little guy Lu Ze?

She is the 83rd seat of the Genius Club, an existence personally observed by the Envoy of Wisdom and the Venerable One of Knowledge.

Do we really need a little brat who likes to sneak peeks at black stockings to win against the Iron Tomb?

If she says that, where will she put her face?

"Anyway, it's either him or someone else. You can fool yourself, but don't try to fool me." Black Tower ruthlessly exposed him.

Although she hadn't sorted out her memories yet, the memory of Lu Ze standing in front of the Great Black Tower was particularly clear.

Without him? You would have been eaten by me long ago.