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

"If you want to do something like multi-line simultaneous frequency, that's your business. I only want Jiang Jiu from my line, the complete, unique, Jiang Jiu that belongs to me."

Tower Four remained silent for two seconds, then looked at Tower Three and spoke calmly.

"What you want is what I want too,"

"But you also know that he doesn't belong to any timeline. He comes from outside the world and will eventually transcend all timelines. You can't lock him in one timeline, just as I can't keep him in this timeline forever. The only thing we can do is to keep him here together, in every world where he exists."

Tower Three did not respond.

Her lips were pressed into a thin line, and the corners of her eyes were still slightly red.

Jiang Jiu suddenly felt that he had to say something.

If these discussions about the Black Tower continue like this, something might go wrong.

He opened his mouth, but before he could think of what to say, Tower Two suddenly pressed down on the back of his head, pulled him down, and kissed him.

The kiss came so suddenly that Jiang Jiu froze for a moment, Tower Three's pupils contracted sharply, Tower Four's hands clenched again, and only Tower One let out a soft "oh," the last syllable of which was full of meaning, but unfortunately no one echoed it.

The kiss on Tower Two wasn't deep, but it was slow enough for everyone to see all her movements clearly.

When the kiss ended, she stepped back half an inch, licked her lips, and gave the other three Black Towers a triumphant smile.

"You guys continue your discussion," she said lazily. "I'll wait for the results."

Jiang Jiu: "......"

provocative!

This is absolutely provocative!

Tower Three could no longer tolerate it.

She stepped forward and pulled Tower Number Two out of Jiang Jiu's arms. The force wasn't heavy, but it was strong enough.

Tower Two was pulled so hard he stumbled. Before he could regain his balance, Tower Three had already squeezed in front of Jiang Jiu, grabbed his collar, and kissed him on tiptoe.

This kiss was much fiercer than the one at Tower Two, carrying a hint of anger and resentment, seemingly a revenge for being preempted.

Jiang Jiu's back pressed against the soft couch as she kissed him, forcing him to lean back. He instinctively held her waist with his right hand, afraid she would fall.

Tower Four stood rooted to the spot, watching the scene unfold before her, her face icy cold. She didn't grab anyone or try to stop them, but simply turned to Tower One, her voice dangerously soft: "You came up with a great idea."

"I haven't even left yet," Tower One said helplessly. "This is something they did on their own initiative."

"Oh."

Tower Four sneered and finally took a step.

Instead of pulling on Tower Number Three, she went around to Jiang Jiu's back, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, rested her chin on his shoulder, and gently bit his earlobe.

Jiang Jiu was startled, and even the movement of the No. 3 Tower kissing him paused involuntarily.

She opened her eyes and met the deep purple eyes of the person behind Jiang Jiu at Tower No. 4.

Tower Four gave her a very slight smile, a smile that showed no sign of backing down.

Then she turned her head and bit Jiang Jiu's earlobe again, holding it between her lips and gently rubbing it.

Jiang Jiu felt like he was going crazy.

“...You guys.” His voice, hoarse and strained, escaped from Tower Three’s lips. “Could you...do it one at a time?”

Tower Two had somehow moved closer again, kneeling beside the soft couch. One hand covered Jiang Jiu's collar, which had been wrinkled by Tower Three, and slowly smoothed it out, the fingertips lightly brushing against his collarbone: "No, you can't."

She said with a smile, "What you owe me, I will collect little by little..."

“And me.” Tower Three pressed its forehead against his, its breath hot. “You think I’ve been looking for you for so long just to see you being intimate with another version of yourself?”

"I..." Jiang Jiu had only uttered one word when Tower Four's kiss landed on his neck, followed by a light bite—not hard, but with a clear sense of punishment.

"What do you mean, 'you'?" The voice from Tower Four was close to my ear, warm and moist. "After you came back, you didn't even look at me properly... I'm your fiancée, and you kissed someone else twice in front of me."

"Jiang Jiu, how dare you!"

Jiang Jiu wanted to cry but had no tears.

His current situation feels even more difficult than the divine battle he fought in the final moments...

At least the Star God wouldn't bite his ear, at least the Star God wouldn't breathe in his ear, at least the Star God wouldn't look at him with that "say one more word and you're not having a good night" look...

Tower One remained a few steps away, taking in the entire scene.

She watched for a while, then suddenly sighed softly and stepped forward.

Neither Tower 3 nor Tower 4 moved.

They stared at the only version of themselves who could still remain rational, wary of what she might do.

Tower One squatted down in front of Jiang Jiu. She looked up at the young Star God who was surrounded on three sides, his purple eyes reflecting his disheveled yet restrained appearance.

"Jiang Jiu," she said softly, "look, they've treated you like this, without considering your feelings at all."

Jiang Jiu looked down at her without saying a word.

"Want to run away with me?"

In Jiang Jiu's eyes, Tower One's voice was calm and gentle, as if it was very distressed and wanted to find a way out for Jiang Jiu.

In other people's eyes:

Damn it! How dare they raid my base!!! They let this guy pry open the wall in public!!!

Before Tower Three could say anything, Tower Two spoke first: "Escape? Escape to where? Home?"

Tower One shrugged, stood up, and looked down at the group: "I didn't say that."

"What, are you feeling sorry for him?"

"Aren't you heartbroken?"

Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Tower One would say something so blunt.

However... his current situation is indeed a little bit life-threatening...

Escape is impossible. At this point, if they really ran away, Black Tower would have to fight to the death.

"I think we can go outside first, sit down, and talk slowly," Jiang Jiu said hesitantly, his voice slightly hoarse, in a conciliatory tone.

"What are you going to talk about?" Tower Two tilted its head. "How will you divide the spoils?"

Jiang Jiu paused for a moment, looking somewhat helpless.

"Is it really necessary to demolish it?"

Tower Three looked at him and couldn't help but laugh out loud; she was amused by her own anger.

"You think we want to tear you apart? We just want an explanation from you. Can you give us one?"

Tower Three is now completely broken and has no other options.

As long as she's alive, that's fine. She's already compromised to this extent, so surely she can't go any further?

If even this doesn't work, she really can't take it anymore.

"A-Jiu, go ahead and tell me."

Tower Four sighed and asked softly, "What do you want to do? I know you can't choose, so... can you make a choice?"

At this point, it's no longer realistic to want to enjoy it all to yourself.

Since I've already accepted the fact that all the Black Towers belong to me, I might as well hand over the final decision-making power to Jiang Jiu.

"I can't choose," Jiang Jiu said truthfully.

The answer was as expected.

"So... I choose all of them."

Only children make choices; I want them all!

Extra Chapter - Wrap-up Plot

"Crack—!"

The surrounding machines stopped. Sand Gold looked at the last shot, paused for two seconds, leaned back, and raised his voice.

"Pass!"

"All done, let's call it a day!"

With a bang, the cannon exploded in the field, and confetti rained down on the set.

"Who set off those fireworks?! Remember to stay and clean up!"

Potio exclaimed in astonishment: "Wait, what? Who doesn't set off fireworks when they wrap up filming???"

March 7th, dragging Xing along excitedly, pulled Jiang Jiu with her left hand and Heita with her right: "Come on, come on, our savior! Filming's wrapped up! You two have been showering us with so much PDA in the show, when are we going to get some wedding candy off-screen?!"

Xing secretly reached out her wicked little hand to the small black tower doll that remained motionless on Jiang Jiu's shoulder.

Then Black Tower snatched it away.

“Star Core brat,” Black Tower’s tone was emotionless, but the slight upturn at the corner of her mouth betrayed her, “You’ve given me plenty of cheat codes in the show, and now you’re trying to steal my stuff off-screen?”

Caught red-handed, Xing not only didn't back down, but instead puffed out her chest defiantly: "What do you mean 'your stuff'? I just wanted to say hello to Little Black Tower! She's so cute in the show, what's wrong with me touching her! Besides, Jiang Jiu didn't stop me—"

“He doesn’t need to be stopped.” Black Tower released Xing’s wrist and glanced at Jiang Jiu, who was talking to March 7th. “If you don’t behave, he’ll send you directly to Ikes to calm down.”

Xing shrank back and wisely withdrew her hand.

But after thinking for two seconds, she immediately moved closer to the black tower, lowered her voice, and said in a tone as if to say, "We need to discuss something, right? There should be some wedding candy, shouldn't there? You guys tormented us for so long in the drama, you should make it up to us off-screen, right?"

Black Tower raised an eyebrow: "What kind of compensation do you want?"

Xing's eyes lit up: "I want a permanent VIP access to the simulated universe! Also, please change the odds for me next time I draw cards—"

"Dream on."

On the other side, Hua was wiping the realistic bloodstains on her face with a makeup remover wipe. Yao Guang stood next to her, holding a cup of tea that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, looking rather helpless.

Feixiao laughed gleefully from the side.

"It's rare to play a villain, and it feels quite strange." Hua crumpled up a makeup remover wipe and threw it into the trash can, her tone tinged with self-deprecation. "I'm usually a respectable person in Xianzhou, but here I've become a villainous little boss. It's really a bit unusual."

“What’s that?” Jing Yuan also came over at some point, holding a script page that had been torn to shreds many times. “At least I contributed a couple of memorable lines, but in the end, Jiang Jiu used me as a speed bump. Look at what those viewers online are saying. General, you’ve been used as a plot device again.”