Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

As someone who experienced the entire Iron Tomb incident firsthand, Black Tower knows best that without external variables, she simply could not defeat the Iron Tomb.

"Since you put it that way, then I'll make things clear. There's not much difference between us, just a slight difference in our interpersonal relationships," the Black Tower defended himself.

She spoke with a firm tone, but she never turned around to look at the other version of herself lying on the ground.

"Heh." Black Tower didn't care whether what she said was true or false; she had already failed anyway.

She fell backward, lying face down on the cold calculation field, staring at the void in the distance that was being pulled apart by the forces of black and white.

"Do as you please. Whatever your reason for waking me up, I'm willing to cooperate."

Her tone carried a weariness that suggested all her fighting spirit had been drained.

The Great Black Tower immediately recognized that this was a lingering sense of world-weariness left over from the long-term erosion by the Iron Tomb.

But she wasn't kind enough to comfort the other person.

As one of the few members of the Genius Club who still had a conscience, it was her choice to sacrifice herself and let the Iron Tomb take her brain.

But the pride of a genius never needs anyone's pity, not even if that pity comes from another version of themselves.

The big black tower stretched out his hand, stopping Lu Ze from walking over to say something, and glared at him.

You're so kind-hearted.

Then, she walked straight to a large piece of equipment in the abandoned computing field that had long been out of service, raised her wrist, and the pale blue light pattern on the Larus bracelet lit up again.

The light of atomic programming swept across the broken device, and the rust and cracks on the outer shell faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The internal circuitry was rearranged, and the atomic-level structure was reconstructed.

Soon, a brand-new consciousness fusion device took shape in her hands.

Its main body is a square cuboid with a high-definition screen embedded in it, and many buttons for adjusting parameters are densely arranged on it.

Two cylindrical transparent capsules extend symmetrically from the left and right sides, allowing two people to enter and merge their consciousness.

"Done!"

The Great Black Tower patted non-existent dust off its hands, admiring its masterpiece with satisfaction.

The Black Tower, who had been lying on the ground looking sluggish, suddenly sat up and stared intently at the bracelet on the Black Tower's wrist that was still faintly glowing.

"You still say it has no effect? ​​What's that in your hand?" Black Tower's tone was harsh, but his eyes were full of disdain.

This thing is obviously not something I invented myself.

"Ahem... Don't worry about the details." The big black tower coughed twice, looking slightly embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject.

"Time is of the essence. We must complete the consciousness fusion as soon as possible and work together to deal with the Iron Tomb."

Black Tower stared at the back of the large black tower as it fled into one of the side compartments, and curled its lips in disdain.

Tch... stubborn as a mule.

She then slowly stood up, patted the dust off her skirt, and walked into the other side of the cabin.

"Senior, I'm counting on you to start it up. Don't tell me you don't know how to use it." The voice of the large black tower inside the cabin came through the glass wall, sounding muffled.

"It's my pleasure to serve you, madam," said Ragus, still politely.

He walked to the control panel, his mechanical fingers flying across the dense array of buttons and knobs, adjusting various parameters with a precision and speed far exceeding that of humans.

Lu Ze stood beside him, dazzled by what he saw, his eyes unable to keep up with the rhythm of the android's actions.

Just then, a thought suddenly entered Lu Ze's mind.

With my limited knowledge, which is only at the university level, can I really engage in an intellectual contest with a genius girl like Daheita?

Could it be that……

Was the Great Black Tower just playing with children before?

Luze fell into deep self-doubt.