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

“Hengcun…?” Jiang Yin thought for a moment, then asked curiously, “Why is it Hengcun Siming?”

“To perpetually safeguard the existence of all things in the world, to resist the annihilation of nothingness, and to prevent the coming of the end.” Yao Guang laughed, “In this way, there is no more fitting name for existence than eternal existence.”

Jiang Yin clicked her tongue in amazement.

Well... I guess I should say it's as worthy of being called a Celestial Ship?

Judging from the footage, his older brother didn't give Xianzhou a friendly look, yet the other party still addressed him with the honorific title of Siming.

She thought it would be the Heavenly Emperor.

Of course, it's impossible for it to be a calamity ancestor—Immortal Ship doesn't have that kind of guts.

While Yao Guang's shock hadn't completely subsided, his smile had already returned.

Looking at the girl in front of her who spoke of her brother with such ease, she felt that this Two-Phase Paradise was even more chaotic than she had imagined.

One good news and one bad news.

The bad news is that with the Star Goddess herself involved, her divination is unlikely to be of any use whatsoever.

The cause and effect stirred up by a star god himself is not something that mortals can touch.

The good news is that its existence is highly valuable.

With the God of Destiny present, the matter here cannot possibly reach the end.

Of course, if Boss Yao knew that the Hengcun Siming she mentioned was currently doing something with his girlfriend, he'd be terrified...

“Miss Jiang Yin,” Yao Guang said cautiously, “Now that Heng Cun Siming has come to the Two Phases Paradise, is there anything our Immortal Ship can do to assist him?”

"I don't know." Jiang Yin tilted her head. "He's a capricious person, and I can't control him."

"Even Miss Jiang Yin can't be controlled?"

"Of course." Jiang Yin smiled. "The only one who can control my brother is my sister-in-law. I can't control him."

For a moment, Yao Guang didn't know what to say, but it was indeed very reasonable.

I just don't know what Jiang Jiu came here for. Was it for pleasure? Or...?

She didn't ask the question aloud, but simply nodded slightly and gestured for her to enter: "Miss Jiang Yin isn't interested in the Illusion Moon Game, so she must have another purpose. In that case, shall we talk inside?"

"Okay," Jiang Yin agreed.

Saifeier followed behind, her mind wandering as she wondered when Aya and the others would return from Onfaros, and whether they would ever come here to play.

The door to the reception room was closed again.

The tea that Chi Bo had prepared was still hot, and the group took their seats.

Yao Guang didn't rush to speak. He first picked up his teacup and took a sip, his demeanor calm and unhurried.

Tingyun stood behind her, appearing calm on the surface, but her mind was in complete turmoil.

Hengcun Siming has also come to Erxiang Paradise. What's the point of continuing this mission? Can this task still be done? Can this money still be earned? She suddenly felt that her six times the reward was going to be lost.

Should I take advantage of the chaos and run away? After all, her caravan is waiting for me.

It's better not to make this money!

Jiang Yin sat in a chair, holding a cup of hot tea, and said slowly, "Alright, everyone's here, so let's get straight to the point. I'm not here for the mask."

Yao Guang paused for a moment, the teacup resting at his lips.

"The mask is indeed special, but it's useless to me. I want to use Star God-level power; I don't need to go to Aha."

Tingyun's lips twitched.

These words were arrogant, yet completely irrefutable.

What can I say? Her destiny is completely open to her from every angle; otherwise, why would I call her my ancestor? She's a true ancestor!

Jiang Yin coughed lightly and focused her gaze. "I'm here to rescue the Gongyuan Gang."

"Save...are we willing to help?"

“Hmm.” Jiang Yin nodded. “Don’t be fooled by the fact that you’re sitting peacefully in your own backyard right now. In reality, it won’t be long before you’re completely wiped out. Some will die, some will die, some will die.”

"And he even inadvertently dragged down a lone wolf in the company, what was his name again? Scott?"

Chibo doesn't know Scott.

However, Chi Bo knew about the company and also knew why Jiang Yin hadn't lied to him.

He just didn't know how his small power could have attracted the attention of a big shot like Jiang Yin.

The fact that the fairy boat came for the mask was not unexpected.

What is the fate of "existence"?

"Because of Scott."

Jiang Yin, in a good mood, directly stated the reason. Under Chi Bo's somewhat shocked gaze, she slowly spoke.

"Although I don't know who he is, you should thank him afterwards. Gongyuan helped because of Scott."

"Yes, as long as Lady Jiang Yin is willing to give us a way out, we will be eternally grateful!"

"It's not that complicated," Jiang Yin shrugged. "It's just a matter of knowing something in advance. To be killed because of a mask—even if it's given out, others won't know, and they'll naturally come to find out the truth..."

"So you mean...?"

"public."

Jiang Yin looked up at him, her amber eyes shining brightly.

"Don't give the mask to anyone privately, give it to them publicly so that everyone knows that the item is no longer with Gongyuan Help."

“You all want that mask, right? Then let it be taken away right under everyone’s noses, openly and honestly. Once you get it, just announce your names and hand it over.”

Yao Guang's fingers tightened slowly around the teacup, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Yin had no intention of taking those roundabout routes.

She wanted to use the most direct method to extricate the Gongyuan Gang from this situation that was destined to spiral out of control.

If the mask is handed over secretly, others may still come knocking without knowing, but if it is made public so that all parties can see that the mask has changed hands, then the "Gongyuan Gang" will no longer be their target.

"What a fine handover of names."

Yao Guang chuckled softly: "Miss Jiang Yin, are you trying to push the Illusion Moon Game to its climax ahead of schedule?"

"Anyway, Erxiang Paradise is already in complete chaos, so what's one more act?" Jiang Yin said casually. "Don't you all want the mask? I'll stand up for Chi Bo and bring it out into the open. If you have the guts, come and take it openly."

She held up a finger, twirled it halfway in the air, and said in a soft but clear voice: "The person who takes the mask must also protect the lives of the Gongyuan Gang. Whether he gets it or not is his business."

"But we are willing to help, and for the time being, no bloodshed is allowed."

On the surface, the "Gongyuan Gang" is just putting on a mask of each relying on their own abilities.

Those of you who wish to join the Phantom Moon game should consider not only your own strength but also the price you are willing to pay.

Because of Jiang Yin's attitude.

This signifies that "existence" has already stood behind the Common Wish Alliance.

After doing all this, Jiang Yin nodded in satisfaction.

Now, if the company had any sense, neither Gongyuanbang nor Scott would be in any trouble.

......

(No update tomorrow, I'm going to check out the new plot and wrap up this book.)

Chapter 20 At this moment, a corner of the Twilight War is recreated!

"Spring snow, summer rain."

"Greedy mouths breed day after day."

"All is silent, the immortal sun shines. The Jian tree sprouts, all living beings are nothingness."

......

When Jiang Jiu read these four sentences, Hei Ta didn't think anything of it, naturally assuming it was just a passing fancy.

The madness of the world depicted in the painting is something you hear about and then forget.

It wasn't until Jiang Jiu took the piece of abundant branch that he had broken off from the pharmacist out of the package of destiny that the seemingly withered wood suddenly started to move on its own.

Buds sprout from the branches, and flowers bloom at the tips of the buds, but the flowers only last for three seconds.

The next moment, a rich aura of abundance filled the air, and the abundance drifted out through the cracks in the path of fate, landing on the breeding remains that were confined to the edge of the experimental field.

All things revive, life goes on and on.

The Black Tower's position was suddenly pulled back indefinitely. Jiang Jiu slightly curled his lips, and a golden light emanated from it. He raised one hand slightly, and after a crisp sound, blood-red cracks spread across the reproductive remains.

A moment later, a pair of wings emerged from it.

He doesn't need to use complex experiments to repeatedly verify the possibility of swarm resurgence; life and death are just a thought away, and resurgence is just a moment's difference.

A chill instantly ran down Black Tower's back.

She tried to grab Jiang Jiu's wrist, but at this moment, the distance between them had become insurmountable: "Jiu, are you sure you can control the situation?"

"Don't panic," Jiang Jiu said, his gaze fixed on the ancient beast slowly reviving beneath him. "This is just the beginning."

Aha appeared beside Jiang Jiu.

He glanced at the current situation, then at the black tower standing not far away with its arms crossed, and asked curiously, "What are you doing bringing your little girlfriend into this game between star gods?"

"My pleasure."

"That little madman is really unreasonable. He's using my stuff on my turf and doesn't even give Aha a friendly look." Although he said that, Aha didn't seem angry at all. He watched Jiang Jiu do the experiment with a smile, thinking about what might happen in a little while. He felt that compared to this, these losses could indeed be ignored.

"Shhh."

"The swarm has awakened."

A chirping sound rang out, and in an instant, tens of thousands of wings unfolded.

The mother insect has awakened.

It emitted a silent cry that pierced through the clouds, through the thin walls of the painted world, and directly impacted the realm of destiny.