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

Why does he look so...like an old friend?

Uncle Yang unusually pushed up his glasses, stared silently at the comments posted by the person named Bai E for a long time, watching the comments and the video at the same time, and then asked hesitantly.

[Walter Yang: If I may ask, Your Excellency Bai Er, is your name Bai Er?]

The comment from Onfaros didn't come immediately.

Uncle Yang pushed up his glasses again.

[Bai Er: If you want to know my real name, then this is definitely not my name.]

[Bai'er: My name is Caislana, but you can call me Bai'er.]

Walter Young: ......

Is that correct?

Apocalypse, White End, Claymore, Savior...

Walter Young: I feel...

[Bai'er: Hmm? Someone asked me to ask you a question.]

[Bai'er: Walter, why can birds fly?]

[Walter Young: !!! ? ]

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Uncle Yang was completely stressed!

What are you talking about?!

What? You've been walking for so long and you're still at your doorstep?!

On March 7th, looking at Uncle Yang who was clearly acting strangely, he scratched his head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Yang pushed up his glasses.

"Himeko, do you believe me?"

Himeko: "?"

"The trip is interrupted! Turn back to the Immortal Ship immediately! That guy who looks like that is definitely not a good person!!!"

Himeko: "......???"

......

Jiang Jiu squinted at the scene reflected in the mirror, showing the train, and chuckled softly.

"Is it beautiful?" Black Tower asked.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Hearing Jiang Jiu's question, Hei Ta felt completely baffled.

Her gaze swept over the person in the mirror.

One by one.

"Who are you looking at? That Star Core brat, March Seven? Or... Himeko?"

Jiang Jiu paused for two seconds, then smiled and looked at the Black Tower.

"They're all prettier than you, my dear wife."

Black Tower crossed his arms, raised his chin in dissatisfaction, but did not turn off the image in the mirror.

"Grumpy."

The fourth mirror floated tremblingly in front of the two, not daring to utter a word, for fear that one of them might smash it in a fit of anger.

So why can birds fly?

Hei Ta looked at Jiang Jiu: "Why did you make him ask that question? Is it even meaningful?"

Jiang Jiu didn't rush to answer, but glanced at Uncle Yang's face in the mirror again, a face that seemed to say, "I knew that guy was up to no good," and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Uncle Yang's reaction was really strong."

"You still haven't answered my question." Black Tower crossed his arms, his gaze shifting from the mirror to his face. "You didn't let that brat ask this question just for fun, did you?"

"Of course, it's for fun," Jiang Jiu said.

Black Tower glanced at him.

Jiang Jiu smiled, reached out and tucked a strand of hair that was hanging down beside her face behind her ear, the movement as natural as if he had done it a thousand times.

Why do birds fly?

Jiang Jiu shook his head.

"Since the beginning of existence, no one has been able to define the future of any life. Flying is a gift from the sky to them, and a reward from the world for their courage."

"Birds have the right to fly, and of course, the right to fear. No one can demand that a bird be born to learn to fly."

"So, why can birds fly?"

Black Tower shook his head: "A boring question."

Jiang Jiu smiled and said, "I wasn't talking about birds."

"I know."

After all, a caged bird doesn't need to fly.

But once it has tried, it will never want to go back to the cage.

Because... they have seen the sky.

......

In the video, after handing the items to Bai E, Jiang Jiu surprisingly chose to travel with Lai Gu Shi.

Two people who seemed to have some deep-seated hatred for each other were surprisingly in harmony at this moment.

[Su Chang: After watching for so long, I still can't understand the way Jiang Jiu and Lai Gushi interact.]

[Su Chang: What does it mean to be both teacher and enemy? One second you can be a senior guiding a junior, and the next you can be enemies fighting each other...]

[Gui Naifen: On the one hand, there's the genius aspect; on the other hand, there's the capriciousness.]

Lai Gushi followed Jiang Jiu and stopped under the statue of Kefaller, his tone filled with curiosity.

"Do you still believe that you can recreate Onpharos simply by backing up the data of a few demigods? In the end, this is just a virtual world, where life is made up of code. Why do you care?"

You're wrong.

Jiang Jiu looked at what Kefal was carrying on his back and calmly answered Lai Gushi's question.

"We backed up the data of several demigods simply because their program code was superior to everyone else's. We will decipher Onfaros's data later from the Emperor's Scepter."

"Whether they are code or real life is not for you to decide."

Whether I can do it or not is up to me; as for you...

He looked at the progress bar of the Iron Tomb, which was analyzed by the data.

13%.

Instead of wondering whether my idea is necessary, I should think about it carefully...

"How do you intend to leave your so-called Great Lord of Annihilation, Iron Tomb, in my hands?"

Laigushi: "..."

[March 7th: Wow! 13%! The Iron Tomb progress bar is only 13%? What was I so nervous about just now?]

[Star: Then don't be nervous, let me be nervous.]

[March 7th: What are you nervous about?]

[Star: I'm worried my godfather might accidentally dismantle the scepter, and then Onphalus's data will be gone too. How will he explain that?]

[March 7th: ...Wow, you've thought quite far ahead.]

[Fireworks: Thirteen percent, oh dear, that means the Iron Tomb right now is just a freshly baked... little pastry, not even wrapped in pastry yet, and the filling is still being decided...]

[Silver Wolf: Your analogy is as awful as ever.]

[Fireworks: But it's a very vivid description, isn't it?]

[Feixiao: 13%? At this rate, one person should be able to handle it, right? I feel like he could pierce through the Iron Tomb with a single sword strike!]

[Jiaoqiu: But that's the Iron Tomb after all; its strength is undeniable.]

[Feixiao: Based on his previous display of combat power, he could even achieve a 30/70 split against a fully-equipped Iron Tomb. Fighting a 13% Iron Tomb would be easier than slicing vegetables, wouldn't it?]

[Ling Sha: A being at 13% completion, in his eyes, is probably similar to a specimen fixed in a laboratory, right?]

[Ling Sha: How pitiful, sentenced to death before even being born.]

[Huang Quan: Don't pity that thing. If it doesn't die, you will.]

[Snow Robe: Ridiculous... If the threat can be easily eliminated, why waste time dealing with the enemy?]

[Raven: This is called tactics, you wouldn't understand.]

[Snow White: ...I don't need to understand.]

Jiang Jiu did not stay in Onfaros for long.

According to his conversation with Screw Gum, he doesn't need to stay in Onpharos. He only needs to wait for Xilian and Bai'e to back up the underlying code of several Golden Bloods before he can directly break the seal on the Iron Tomb.

During this time, Jiang Jiu and Luo Sigumu were deciphering the underlying code of the scepter outside, while the Golden Descendants were frantically backing up everyone's data inside.

After engaging in various battles of wits and courage with the Legus outside the scepter, and after the 137th time that information transmission was unilaterally cut off, all the underlying code of the Golden Descendants was finally backed up.

When the progress bar reached 100%, Jiang Jiu was almost moved to tears.

"...My God, it's finally over."

Jiang Jiu pressed his temples and turned his head away from the screen.

"This string of data is driving me crazy. I never want to see so much code again in my life..."