Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

Sickles, spears, clubs, bows and arrows, crossbows, and even modern-style pistols and sniper rifles.

Ok?

"What are you doing? Tired of your scepter and planning to make a new one?"

Hei Ta glanced at Jiang Jiu, who had casually picked up a gun and was playing with it as soon as he came in, and tilted his head in confusion.

"You like guns? Why don't you make one yourself?"

The bewilderment in her voice was genuine, as if making a gun were a very simple thing.

Jiang Jiu thought for a moment.

“That makes sense, but there’s not much time. Anyway, in the hands of the Fate Walker, there’s not much difference between firearms and melee weapons. The Lonely Star is quite useful.”

"Reach out your hand."

Jiang Jiu put down the gun in his hand, walked up to the Black Tower, and extended his hand.

Then a mini version of the black tower was placed in Jiang Jiu's hands.

Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment: "...?"

He instinctively brought the small black tower to his eyes and blinked, "Huh? What's this for?"

The little black tower stood in his palm, arms crossed, gesturing for him to move a little further away in dissatisfaction.

"What? Can't I keep you company, you genius?"

As we all know, there are many, well... countless, smaller black tower dolls. Most of these things have their own uses, but most of them are for the convenience of the large black tower, allowing it to travel around without moving.

So, in a sense...

They are all Black Towers.

The large black tower leaned against the experimental table, directing the mini version of the small black tower to find a spot on Jiang Jiu's body.

She first climbed into Jiang Jiu's shirt pocket, stayed there for a while and then felt uncomfortable. Then she sat on his head and felt something was off, so she finally decided to sit on Jiang Jiu's shoulders.

The Great Black Tower looked at the location and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, it's nothing. Don't call me if there's nothing else."

Jiang Jiu turned her head slightly, and could only see a small patch of dark purple clothing and a few strands of beautiful, miniature hair hanging down.

"Uh... so, is this some kind of new surveillance equipment, or a mobile communication terminal?"

Jiang Jiu's voice sounded a little awkward. To be honest, he wasn't used to such... well, you could call it an intimate way of carrying someone.

He truly didn't expect that Black Tower would directly put a miniature version of her on itself.

"Think what you want."

The little black tower on my shoulder adjusted its posture, and its voice came through clearly. Because we were sitting so close, it sounded like it was speaking right next to my ear.

Her tone was exactly the same as the Great Black Tower's, with a hint of impatience.

"Anyway, I want to see for myself how you plan to ensure safety. I can also collect some data while I'm at it. I've always been interested in that Star Core brat named Xing."

The Great Black Tower itself had already lowered its head again to fiddle with the instruments on the table, completely unconcerned about what it had just sent out: "Alright, stop standing here, go and come back soon, don't cause me any trouble."

Jiang Jiu glanced at the mini black tower sitting on his shoulder, then at the large black tower that was already in working mode and completely ignoring him. He opened his mouth, but in the end, it only turned into a helpless sigh.

"Alright..." He didn't really care whether Black Tower wanted to come along or not, but he felt a little strange. "I wonder if a little doll like that will fall off when we're walking..."

"What did you say?" the little black tower on his shoulder immediately questioned.

"It's nothing, I was just praising your ingenious design and how stable it is to sit on," Jiang Jiu said, making up a lie without batting an eye.

Side Story (Part 1): She Came from the Future

Out-of-character (OOC) warning, yandere (obsessive/deceptive) warning.

Future timeline Black Tower VS Present timeline Jiang Jiu

......

A bright afternoon, well, it probably wasn't that bright.

After spending some time at the Black Tower's space station, Jiang Jiu felt that it was about time and prepared to solve the next terminal problem.

While he was debating whether to directly confront Tie Mu or try to subtly drag him to his death, the door was suddenly yanked open.

Jiang Jiu paused for a moment while browsing the forum on his phone.

Just as they were wondering who had barged in without knocking, a figure burst in.

"...Jiang Jiu?"

Jiang Jiu was taken aback, looking at the black tower that had walked up to him, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened...?"

"Jiang Jiu."

Hei Ta interrupted Jiang Jiu, whose eyes held a complex emotion that Jiang Jiu couldn't quite decipher.

The emotions surging in those familiar purple eyes were so unfamiliar that he didn't know what to say.

"It really is you..."

"I've finally found you... Jiang Jiu..."

Jiang Jiu was a little stunned. He was about to say something when he froze on the spot.

Black Tower bit the key hanging around its neck, its eyes reddening as it stared intently at itself.

"...?"

Jiang Jiu swallowed hard, sensing that something was amiss...

Hei Ta reached out and snatched the longsword from Jiang Jiu's waist, throwing it forcefully into the distance. The next moment, a mechanism completely bound the longsword.

She knelt on the bed, cupping his face in her hands; her fingertips were icy cold and even trembled almost imperceptibly.

Jiang Jiu felt a little afraid to move...

It wasn't because of Heita's overly intimate posture, nor was it because of the unfamiliar look in her eyes that left him somewhat bewildered.

Her eyes held surprise, anger, sadness, and a possessiveness bordering on despair.

Rather, it's because the aura emanating from her truly was that of the Black Tower...

But Jiang Jiu was completely unfamiliar with her behavior. Apart from her appearance, her mannerisms and attitudes were nothing like what he expected. Someone as rational as Heita would never do such a thing.

"Black Tower? You..."

Jiang Jiu's voice was a little hoarse. He was about to struggle when he found that Black Tower's seemingly slender hands were using almost brute force to hold him firmly in place.

The posture itself was a bit awkward, and Jiang Jiu was hesitant to move. He tried to find another way, but then discovered that Ji Xing had turned against him.

???

A sharp pain pierced my skin.

Before Jiang Jiu could speak, he heard Hei Ta whisper, "Don't move... it won't hurt..."

"It doesn't hurt... wait... what is this?"

Hei Ta did not answer until the entire vial of medicine was injected into Jiang Jiu's body, at which point she turned her gaze back to Jiang Jiu.

Her gaze, almost tangible, swept across his face inch by inch, as if she were confirming something.

Her breathing was rapid, and her warm breath brushed against Jiang Jiu's ear, bringing a similar tingling sensation.

It's so hot.

"It's you..." she repeated, her voice trembling with an almost sobbing tone, "It really is you...you at this time...are you still here...not yet..."

Her words were fragmented and illogical, leaving people confused about the current situation, but the emotional weight they contained made Jiang Jiu almost unable to breathe.

The next second, she suddenly bent down.

There were no warnings or tests.

Warm lips, with an almost predatory force, slammed into Jiang Jiu's lips!

Jiang Jiu's pupils contracted sharply, and his mind went completely blank for a moment.

Black Tower's kiss was devoid of any skill; it was purely and brutally possessive, and filled with a desire that almost wanted to devour him whole.

Her teeth brushed against his lips, then she bit him lightly in a fit of pique, but the slight sting was quickly overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation...

Her hand slid down his face and gripped his shoulder tightly.

Jiang Jiu was completely dumbfounded.

Is this...right?

He instinctively tried to push her away, but Heita held her even tighter. The kiss lasted a long time, so long that Heita's emotions gradually turned to the point of collapse.

Finally, she stepped back slightly, her forehead touching his, breathing heavily.

The purple eyes were so close, and the emotions churning within them were still chaotic, but at this moment, they clearly reflected Jiang Jiu's bewildered, even somewhat helpless, face.

“Jiang Jiu…” Hei Ta’s voice was even hoarseer than before. She gripped him firmly and stubbornly. “This time… this time I’ve got you. I won’t… let you go again, not even a step.”

Her tone wasn't one of discussion, but more like an order.

Jiang Jiu stared at the black tower, feeling his head buzzing...

He barely regained some of his composure and tried to push Heita away so he could have a proper talk with her, but Heita clearly didn't want Jiang Jiu to resist in any way.

Seeing Black Tower's domineering demeanor, Jiang Jiu blinked.

"Black Tower, why don't you come down first... let's talk? What happened? You..."

Jiang Jiu hesitated for a moment, then quickly analyzed what Hei Ta had just said in conjunction with her behavior.

Then he came up with an answer that he felt was unlikely but possible.

"...You're not from this timeline, are you?"

Black Tower stiffened for a moment. She didn't answer, but just stared into his eyes for a while.

Then she leaned closer again, this time with much gentler movements, but with an even more unsettling obsession.

She gently kissed away the beads of blood that had seeped from the cut on his lips, her tongue tasting the metallic flavor, yet a sickly light shone in her eyes.