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

[Cang Gang: What else? I remember you weren't in charge of these things, tsk tsk tsk... You're really lucky to be alive.]

[Gold Sand: Who knows what happened in between, but... at least I didn't die, right? The process doesn't matter, the result does.]

[Shuju: It has to be you again. You're so daring, you'll gamble on anything. When you're addicted to gambling, you don't even care about your life.]

[Gold Sand: I take it quite seriously, but clearly, luck is still on my side.]

[Jadeite: You call this luck?]

[Gold dust: Isn't it?]

[Jadeite: How many times can you use this kind of luck?]

[Gold Placer: Perhaps, we'll use it until it's no longer usable?]

Looking at the barrage of comments on the screen, Sand Gold leaned back in his chair, tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips, and chuckled softly.

An ordinary life is often more terrifying than death.

The foundation of the "Deceptive Gold" placer didn't come for nothing; perhaps... every heartbeat should be a gamble, every breath should be a bargaining chip.

However, a true gambler never relies on luck; he just happens to be lucky enough to turn every adventure into a win-win situation.

"Luck, perhaps...?"

[Star: Sand Gold, are you going to buy a lottery ticket today? Think about it, even Polka didn't kill you, it would be a shame not to use that luck to buy a lottery ticket.]

[Gold Sand: The odds on the lottery are too low. I prefer high-risk, high-return investments.]

[Dan Heng: ...Someone like you will eventually gamble your life away.]

[Gold dust: Maybe, but certainly not today.]

[A Masked Fool in the tavern: Oh my, how about joining us Masked Fools? We often gamble with our lives here too~]

[Gold Sand: Thank you, but no thanks. I'm not interested in your so-called "fun."]

[A masked fool in the tavern: Tsk tsk tsk, that's such a pity.]

Jiang Jiu asked the gold dust a few more questions, but was somewhat disappointed when he saw that the other party could not answer them.

"Forget it, let's go back. The situation on the Immortal Ship... is probably completely over."

Sand Gold asked, "Will you come back with us?"

"No."

Jiang Jiu shook his head, said nothing more, turned and walked towards the Black Tower, and the two went straight back to the Black Tower space station.

It wasn't that Black Tower didn't want to take him back to the Clock Tower, but Jiang Jiu felt that there might be other problems with the matter of breeding remains.

"Now, should everyone be here?"

“Whether they are all in order or not is not important anymore,” Jiang Jiu shook his head. “The people who would use them to cause trouble have been dealt with most of the time. The rest is to get rid of this menace.”

"What happens after you deal with it?"

"Of course, it's about dealing with the foehn winds."

Hei Ta looked at him, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Jiang Jiu shook his head without thinking: "There's no need to deal with the remains. Just find an uninhabited planet and swallow them with the void. You'll just be watching anyway."

[Gold Sand: Jiang Jiu is protecting the Black Tower, isn't he? Using the Void to devour the breeding remains—who knows what might happen? He doesn't want the Black Tower to take any risks.]

[Jade: Maybe it's just that it's too much trouble.]

[Fireworks: So, the next part of the story is—soloing the Breeding Remains!]

【Xia Die: On a desolate, uninhabited planet, those who tread the path of nothingness will breed and bury... What will happen...?

[Visible image: I have a great idea!]

【...】

......

Fanghu Immortal Boat.

Lord Huyuan sat in the main seat, still clutching half a teacup shard she had crushed during the movie. Her dragon horns gleamed coldly, and frost covered the surrounding buildings, making the temperature more than ten degrees lower than usual.

...cooling in a physical sense.

In the center of the hall, several dragon masters were forced to kneel on the ground with their shoulders pressed down.

To be precise, they were held down tightly by the adjutant and several Ming guards. Yao Feng, Zhuo Si, Mei Ming... none of them appeared in the footage.

Although it seems that the masterminds are only the three of them, the other dragon masters have also been brought in, and Lord Huyuan is preparing to settle accounts with them all.

Bai Lu stood beside Hu Yuanjun, looking at the dragon masters with a hint of anger.

The dragon master beside her had treated her badly since childhood, so she never had a good impression of him.

“Lord Dragon Lord… oh no, General…” Zhuo Si raised his head, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. “The one in the image… isn’t me. That… that’s me from another timeline…”

Lord Kouyuan remained silent.

Zhuo Si's voice sounded particularly panicked in the empty council hall: "The Fanghu in the video, the Fanghu that was wiped out by the insect plague, is not us! That's just one of countless possibilities, we haven't reached that point yet! Besides, the culprit is Ruan Mei, not us, you can't convict us like this!"

"I am not convicted yet."

Lord Hu Yuan spoke, his voice eerily calm: "Tell me... were the dragon masters in the images acting voluntarily, or were they being manipulated?"

"Of course it was voluntary!" Yao Feng suddenly covered his mouth, looking at the ground in shock, never expecting to say such a thing. "No... I mean, that was a choice made by me in another timeline! It doesn't represent me now!"

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Then Kouyuan-kun laughed.

"Yes, you admit it."

Yao Feng's face turned pale instantly.

He didn't understand why he had said those words. He opened his mouth to explain, but Lord Huyuan didn't give him another chance.

“Dragon Master did all that voluntarily, you said it yourself.”

Hu Yuanjun stood up, placing the broken teacup in her hand on the table with a crisp sound.

"Since you've admitted it, then I have no further questions."

She waved.

"Take him away."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment: "Lord Dragon Lord, where... should we take him?"

Hu Yuanjun glanced at him.

"Take him to the street."

"Let the people of Fanghu see if these faces are the Dragon Master they remember."

Zhuo Si's pupils contracted sharply: "Lord Hu Yuan! You can't do this—we are the Dragon Masters! We are in charge of the daily operation of Fanghu! You can't hand us over to those commoners!"

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"Why not?"

Hu Yuanjun lowered his head and looked into Zhuo Si's eyes.

"When you sent the people of Fanghu away as 'materials,' did you ever think about what would happen if you fell into their hands?"

Zhuo Si opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Lord Huyuan didn't look at him again, and calmly ordered, "Take him away."

Upon hearing this, no one hesitated any longer. The adjutant and guards excitedly dragged the dragon masters away. Zhuo Si was still struggling, shouting things like, "Lord Hu Yuan, you can't do this!" as he was taken away. Yao Feng was completely paralyzed, and Mei Ming lowered his head, not uttering a word.

The doors to the council chamber were pushed open, and the sunlight streaming in made the dragon masters squint.

Then they heard something...

It was very noisy and chaotic, like countless people talking at the same time.

The streets outside the General's Mansion were now densely packed with people.

Wisdom-wielding beings, fox-people, celestial beings, men, women, young and old, densely packed together, completely blocking the street.

Some people were holding brooms they had just taken from the shop, some were clenching their fists, and some were holding children in their arms with red eyes.

No one spoke, but the same emotion flickered in everyone's eyes.

Hatred, murderous intent.

The adjutant escorted Long Shi to the entrance of the general's mansion and turned to look at Lord Huyuan.

Lord Huyuan stood on the steps and said expressionlessly, "Release them."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment, but still let go of her hand.

Zhuo Si staggered, barely managing to steady himself, and looked up at Hu Yuanjun, a glimmer of hope still in his eyes...

Then Hu Yuanjun raised his foot and kicked Zhuo Si in the lower back.

Zhuo Si tumbled down the steps and landed on the street, looking utterly disheveled.

Before Yao Feng and Mei Ming could react, they were kicked down one by one by Hu Yuanjun.

The three of them rolled into a ball and fell in front of the people of Fanghu.

Lord Huyuan stood on the steps and spoke calmly.

"The people of Fanghu."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Do you recognize these people?

There was a moment of silence.

Then, an old voice rang out from the crowd.

"know!!"

Then came the second statement: "Of course I know him! Dragon Master deserves to die a horrible death!!! I personally witnessed them using me as material to send to that *immortal boat foul language* genius!"