Absolutely serious Xingtie, I awakened the other world system?

Is it good or bad to arrive early now?

If she really came, could he still...purify her with "righteousness"?

Given Daheita's personality, I'm afraid he won't accept it easily, right?

A feeling of uneasiness spread in Bai Qiong's heart.

However, as time passed, the office became quiet. Apart from the breathing of him and San Yueqi, there was no other sound.

The "wait a moment" that the big black tower said seemed particularly long.

"Hey, Bai Qiong, do you think Ms. Black Tower is playing a trick on us?"

San Yueqi finally couldn't hold back any longer, and he crossed his arms, puffed up his cheeks, and sat down on the large desk of Heita. "It's been almost an hour! What do you mean by 'come here in person'? I think you mean 'stand us up in person'!"

Bai Qiong shook his head, with a trace of thought between his brows. "It shouldn't be. Although Ms. Heita has a strange personality, she shouldn't joke about such things. Maybe the situation is more complicated than we thought?"

Before he finished speaking, the office door opened silently.

A slim woman walked in slowly.

She was wearing a long black dress that trailed on the ground. The hem of the dress was dotted with tiny star patterns like the night sky, which flickered slightly as she walked.

On her head, a wide wizard hat covered most of her face, leaving only her graceful chin and a hint of rosy lips.

Black stockings tightly wrapped around her slender legs, and on her feet she wore a pair of simple high-heeled boots, making a crisp and rhythmic sound with every step.

She is not the kind of queen who is stunning at first sight, but has the appearance of a young girl.

The aura emanating from his body is so powerful that it takes one's breath away.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Da Heita spoke, her voice slightly tired. She raised her hand and gently supported her forehead, beads of sweat oozing out of it.

"Wow!"

March 7 opened his mouth wide.

This... this is the real body of Ms. Black Tower?

She asked stutteringly, obviously intimidated by the powerful woman in front of her.

Bai Qiong was also slightly stunned, but he quickly regained his composure.

"In the past half hour, I have tried 4,120 methods. I have consulted the large amount of research data left by Dr. Primitive in the database, and referred to all the solutions to memetic pollution outbreaks since the Amber Age. I have tried all the memetic removal methods in stock, but I still cannot eradicate this meme that remains in the depths of my consciousness."

The Great Black Tower's voice was low and hoarse, with a rare hint of helplessness. She looked at the white sky and said, "Tell me everything you know."

Bai Qiong organized his words and explained slowly: "It may not be as simple as a simple meme, perhaps it is something deeper, um... Do you know the term DLC? It is similar to DLC. Memes are only surface phenomena, and the deeper one is some kind of regular force. The two are superimposed together, and of course they cannot be solved by conventional meme removal methods."

Then, Bai Qiong told Black Tower in detail the information he knew, including the deeper rules that might be hidden behind the "Ether Front" game, as well as his speculated memes and "DLC" overlay effects.

The big black tower listened quietly, his expression became more and more solemn, and his delicate brows were tightly furrowed.

"I see. Does it involve the power of rules?"

She repeated thoughtfully, "You've been thinking about this since the moment you beat me, am I right?"

The big black tower suddenly moved closer to Bai Qiong, with a gaze as sharp as a torch, as if it could penetrate deep into his soul.

Bai Qiong scratched his head slightly in embarrassment, but his eyes were calm and fearless. "Even so, Ms. Daheita, I'm afraid no one else can solve the DLC problem of this meme except me."

He paused and continued, "If possible, I will treat you like other champion candidates, using a relatively gentle method to remove the memetic contamination. Of course, you can also choose to continue researching and solving it yourself. I am just providing a faster solution."

"Why? Do you think that if I, Black Tower, leave you, there is no way to solve this problem?"

The big black tower raised his eyebrows, with a hint of displeasure in his tone, as if Bai Qiong's confidence aroused his competitive spirit.

Bai Qiong shook his head, his tone calm and firm: I never thought so. I just stated the facts and made my suggestions. You are free to choose. However, there are still many people in Beloberg who are waiting for me to save, and my time is limited. "

The big black tower was silent for a moment and stared deeply at the white sky.

Finally, she sighed slowly, with a hint of compromise in her tone.

"You won. I really don't have any better way. Moreover, after losing the battle with you, I have to cooperate with you to do something. It seems to be some kind of regular force. I can't change this easily."

She paused, then added with a hint of warning, "But I don't need to do this myself. Forget about my true form."

Bai Qiong asked doubtfully: "Then I should..."

"Well, of course, use this."

The big black tower raised his hand and pointed at the black tower doll lying on the ground beside him. "I will cut off the connection between her and my consciousness in a while. You can do whatever you want. After it's over, I will reconnect her consciousness. After the meme is lifted, I will no longer want this doll. You can take it home and play with it."

Hearing this, Bai Qiong's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

I won't take it back to play.

With Sanyueqi around, what's the point of playing with black tower dolls?

He did not answer directly, but asked tentatively: "Ms. Heita, your puppet design should pay great attention to details, right?"

The look in the Big Black Tower's eyes changed slightly, as if he instantly understood the profound meaning of Bai Qiong's words.

She was silent for a few seconds, then opened her rosy lips slightly and said slowly: "·...· I did use software to do that part, you will know if you try it."

After receiving a positive answer, Bai Qiong felt completely at peace.

The little black tower is covered with cold puppet joints, so we can only place our hopes in this most primitive place.

Bai Qiong nodded, "I understand, Ms. Heita, I will do my best."

Daheita turned around and took the hand of the still dazed Sanyueqi, "Let's go, we'll wait outside." "Huh?"

San Yueqi didn't react for a moment, "Where... where?"

Daheita glanced at Sanyueqi, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Why, do you want to accompany him in there? Then I don't object."

"That. That's not the case!"

San Yueqi blushed instantly and waved his hands to deny it, "I...I'd better wait outside."

After saying that, Da Heita quickly pulled San Yueqi out. Before leaving, he considerately closed the office door for Bai Qiong.

At the last moment when the door was sealed, the voice of the big black tower came, with a hint of urging: "Hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

"understood."

Bai Qiong responded, his eyes fell on the black tower doll on the ground, his eyes gradually became...

It got weird.

Outside the room, the cold light of the space station poured down, illuminating the corridor in a pale white.

The big black tower sat upright on a metal chair, his eyelids tightly closed, exuding an aura that was difficult to desecrate, as if quietly waiting for the upcoming fate.

Bai Qiong stood alone in front of the petite puppet Heita. He slightly adjusted the baseball bat in his hand, his knuckles turned white from clenching his fist, and his eyes flashed with complex light.

"Ms. Black Tower, are you ready?"

Bai Qiong's low voice echoed in the empty room, carrying a hint of subtle tension and some inexplicable expectation.

The big black tower outside slowly opened its deep eyes, like stars suddenly lighting up in the night, with a flash of indescribable complex emotions, including shame, helplessness, and a subtle expectation and curiosity.

"let's start."

Her voice was calm and indifferent, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, but with a barely perceptible tremor.

Hearing the order from the Big Black Tower, Bai Qiong nodded slightly, took a deep breath, allowing his chest to expand, and then slowly exhaled.

He slowly raised the baseball bat in his hand, his movements solemn and slow, as if he was performing some sacred ritual.

Outside the door, San Yueqi paced anxiously, with an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

Although her mind told her that Bai Qiong was not entangled with another woman in front of her, and the object was even just a doll, but emotionally, she still felt a lingering awkwardness and strangeness.

Even if it's just to the doll...it's still too weird!

She stood on tiptoe from time to time, trying to peek into the room through the peephole on the door, but as far as she could see, there was only a blurry darkness and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Bai Qiong is becoming more and more unpredictable. He is doing this to the Black Tower puppet now. Who knows if there will be something even more outrageous in the future.

San Yueqi couldn't help but mutter to herself, worry and curiosity written all over her pretty face, and her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat's claws.

Suddenly, there was a dull thumping sound in the room, followed by a blushing, indescribable strange sound...

Sanyueqi's body trembled, and she almost jumped up in fright. She slapped the closed door in a panic and shouted anxiously: "Baiqiong! Are you okay? What happened in there?"

The room was completely silent, with no response. Only that strange sound continued to come, becoming louder and clearer...

San Yueqi's heart instantly rose to her throat, and her blood seemed to have frozen. She had no idea what terrible thing had happened inside. Was it that the memetic pollution was out of control? Or was Bai Qiong in some danger?

"Uh.....how could this happen, this...this is...why?! I have clearly completely cut off my consciousness, why is this still..."

However, just when March Seven was extremely anxious and uneasy, the big black tower who had been sitting calmly beside her suddenly covered the hem of her skirt as if she had suffered a heavy blow. Her delicate face was instantly distorted and she began to roll on the ground in pain.

The intense pain surged like a tide, making her feel ashamed and angry. The unspeakable strange feelings coming from deep within her body almost made her collapse.

She wanted to struggle to get up, open the door, and stop what was happening in the room.

But a strange tingling sensation spread throughout her body like an electric current, making her feel so weak that she couldn't even stand up straight.

Soon, she was completely overwhelmed by the surging touch and pain, her consciousness became blurred, and she almost fainted.

Inside the room, Bai Qiong was concentrating on tinkering with the tiny puppet, Black Tower.

Although the special parts of this Little Black Tower doll are made of soft material to simulate the real touch, the design seems too narrow. Perhaps even Big Black Tower himself did not expect that one day this doll would be used for such a special purpose.

Therefore, Bai Qiong spent a lot of effort on this "arduous" task, which was quite strenuous.

In addition, the little black tower doll is made of special non-biological materials after all, which is fundamentally different from the real human body structure. This makes the experience of the White Dome particularly wonderful, even unprecedented.

His mind suddenly popped up the "Fate/stay nightUBW" that will soon be linked with the Star Railway. There is a popular meme in the show, One-Moon Heavy Industries.

"Fate Stay Night" was originally a restricted game. At that time, Nasu Kinoko might have been young and energetic, and his thinking was different from that of ordinary people. When describing the heroines, he always liked to use various industrial tools as metaphors.

For example, Altria is compared to a vise, Toosaka Rin is compared to a water pump, and Matou Sakura is compared to a furnace. Although these metaphors are vivid, they always give people an indescribable sense of weirdness and incongruity.

And now, through the little black tower doll, Bai Qiong seems to gradually understand the unique creative ideas that Nasu Kinoko had back then.

Nasu Kinoko is right!

After the exploration, Bai Qiong felt unprecedentedly tired, as if he had fought an extremely exhausting battle.

He pulled up his trousers, took a long breath, then walked out of the room.

As soon as Bai Qiong walked out of the room, he immediately froze in place, as if he had been cast under a spell.

The scene that came into his sight made him stunned for a moment.

I saw that the big black tower was holding his lower abdomen tightly, his delicate face flushed red like a ripe apple, his eyes were mixed with shame, anger and a trace of indescribable complex emotions, like a burning flame, staring at Bai Qiong who had just walked out of the room.

March Seven was busy and carefully supporting the crumbling body of the big black tower. His pretty face was full of concern and worry, and he asked something in a low voice from time to time.

"What on earth is going on here?"

Bai Qiong was bewildered, not understanding how this strange scene could have happened. Was there something wrong with the way he "removed the meme"?

Da Heita took a deep breath, trying his best to calm his disordered emotions. His chest rose and fell violently, but his voice still trembled with an uncontrollable tremor:

"I... I don't know why this happened. I've clearly cut off the connection with the little black tower doll, but...

Chapter 4.3: Transformation, the Shape of the Dome (K)

"What are you going to do next, Ms. Big Black Tower?"

Bai Qiong asked cautiously, his eyes falling on the big black tower, trying to catch a clue from her calm expression.

He knew very well that once this arrogant and talented club member got serious, it would definitely be more than just a lot of noise and no action.

The originally angry look in the Big Black Tower gradually cooled down, like the thousand-year-old ice melting under the frozen soil of Beloberg, and was replaced by a deep calm.

She tilted her head slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, she slowly spoke, her voice low but with an attitude that could not be questioned.