Open an alt in the world of Star Dome Railway

Seeing the wildly growing, devastating machine, Kafka sighed helplessly and said to Huan, "Okay, now that the preparations are done and you've had enough of the show, it's time to take us away."

Huan, who was scrolling through her phone, admiring the photos she had taken of her companions, especially the heroic battle between Blade and Silver Wolf, smiled at Kafka and said, "OK."

Snapped.

Before the Final Core's firepower was fully unleashed upon them, the Star Core Hunters disappeared from the spot.

Looking at the bottomless pit, Zhong Shu maintained his healthy smile and said slowly, "Oh, everyone is gone. There's no one to play with me anymore."

He shrugged, and with a casual wave of the mechanical tail behind him, he opened a hole in this already digitized place.

"It's boring. Let's go."

With the departure of Zhongshu, everything here began to gradually decompose and soon disappeared completely from the world.

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"..."

Surrounded by Liuying, Ren and Kafka, Silver Wolf knelt on the ground, sweating profusely and trembling, waiting for her judgment.

Huan, who was standing by, tried to hold back his laughter and turned on the video recording mode on his phone.

"Little Silver Wolf, do you have anything to say?" Kafka showed a kind expression and looked extremely gentle, but everyone who knew her knew that she was more terrifying now than ever.

It was supposed to be a happy and joyful thing for her to enjoy the leisurely free time in the base without having to go on any missions, but she didn't expect such a heavyweight enemy to show up. All her cosmetics, musical instruments, and clothes could not be rescued and were scrapped in the base.

"Silver Wolf, you've really gone too far this time!"

Liuying shouted angrily at Yinlang. She had always been a good-tempered girl towards her companions, but this time she really couldn't stand it anymore.

She held a beautiful emerald green pendant carved with flowers in her hands with heartache. At this moment, a small crack had appeared on it. Although it was small, it looked so eye-catching.

This was given to her by Sister Youxiang!

"..."

Ren had a gloomy face and said nothing. He had never fought such a frustrating fight before. He was beaten the whole time and died so many times that he was even despised by the Phoenix who accompanied him. He also made a big fool of himself. When had he ever suffered such a great injustice!

Watching the three trials, Silver Wolf swallowed hard. She knew she couldn't escape this. That damned Elliot couldn't be found, and the remaining one...

"Fight, fight, fight."

Damn, you're still fanning the flames!

Silver Wolf sighed, his expression showing disillusionment with the world.

She crossed her palms, lowered her head, and rested her forehead on it: "I will wait for your decision."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded.

After a while.

"Ooooooooooooooo!! Ughh ...

Silver Wolf was tied tightly to a chair, her mouth tightly sealed with tape. She struggled frantically and excitedly, but it was all in vain. She could only watch as Blade deleted all her game data.

"Little Silver Wolf, please watch carefully~"

Liuying held her head with both hands behind her to prevent her from looking away.

Silver Wolf tried to close her eyes to hide from the cruel scene, but the others would not allow her to escape punishment.

Huan and Kafka each used their fingers to pry open Silver Wolf's eyes, allowing her to carefully and meticulously remember the scene before her forever in her heart.

Poor Silver Wolf, she could only watch the tragedy happen, tears of sadness and pain flowing down her face.

"Oh, there are so many save files. I deleted them all."

"There are so many characters and rare items. How long has Silver Wolf been fighting? Let's delete it."

"How does she manage to handle so many accounts?"

"Who knows? I've deleted them anyway."

"Aren, don't forget that Silver Wolf has backup data, clear that too."

"Yeah, I will, huh, let her enjoy playing games so much."

"Mmmmmmm!!! (Devils, you are all devils!!!)"

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Still owe 57.5 more chapters.

I had so much fun writing this! Hahahahahaha!

Why didn’t I realize that Silver Wolf and Blade are so interesting before? I want to love them as much as I love Fox People. Happy!

Because of the paired characters, the personalities and approaches of Liuying and Kafka will change a little. For example, Kafka will become a little more despicable, you know what I mean, hehe.

A new PV of Black Tower has been released. I have decided that as a solo promoter of Black Tower, I will update another Black Tower extra!

Antiphon has been cooking for so long, it's time to let Black Tower do it for him. By the way, am I a prophet? I didn't get backstabbed at all, it's just that Black Tower is such a bad cook, so Antiphon had to do it. Happy!

I've written so many side stories, but why hasn't anyone urged me to finish the main storyline?

Extra: A short story about vests and characters: Ms. Heita's first cooking experience

"Well, Typhon, your craftsmanship has improved again. Very good."

Heita contentedly put the delicious food that Antiphon had made for her into her mouth with her fork, then supported her cheeks with her hands and looked at him with a smile.

"You called me back from far away just to let me cook. Don't you have the Black Tower puppets? Can't you let them do it?"

"What else can you do with your excellent cooking skills?"

"Don't you know why my cooking is so good?"

Antiphon held his forehead with his hand. At the request of the talented young lady in front of him, with his current cooking skills, when he stopped working as a researcher, he could open a restaurant in any corner and attract a lot of people. However, he had already come this far, and it was impossible for him not to be a scholar.

Sometimes he wondered if he was being too accommodating to her, and he wondered if her admirers would lose faith if they saw her like this.

Well, just think of it as raising a little girl who never grows up.

Heita bit his fork and looked at Antiphon without blinking.

Not long ago, she had a dream. In that dream, Antiphon left her and could never be found again. Because the dream was so real, as if it had really happened, she immediately called Antiphon to come back after waking up. She was relieved when she saw him appear in front of her.

She said it, how could Antiphon leave her? Even if he wanted to leave, she would never let him go. Dreams are still dreams after all. The person in the dream looked like someone from the Idiot Club, and he looked nothing like her Black Tower.

But she would definitely not tell Antiphon the truth about this matter. It would be a bit embarrassing to say it out loud, so when Antiphon asked her why she called him over so urgently, she replied that she wanted him to cook for her.

When Antiphon heard Heita's answer, he was stunned at first. After making sure that he had heard it correctly, he showed a very awkward expression. If it were not for his excellent qualities, he would probably have cursed out loud.

Hmm, thinking about it carefully, what she did was indeed inappropriate. Otherwise, why not compensate him...

"I'll make breakfast tomorrow and show you my cooking skills."

"what?"

Antiphon, who was about to put the food in his mouth, put it down again and looked at him with a strange expression: "You, make breakfast for me? Can you do it? I have never seen you cook before."

"Hmph, I'm a genius. It's just cooking, isn't it easy for me?" Heita lifted his hair and said confidently.

"Okay, it's settled. I'll cook tomorrow's meal, and you just wait and enjoy the delicious food."

Seeing the confident Black Tower, Antiphon couldn't help but discourage her.

It’s just cooking, what can go wrong?

----the next day-----

The purple bed curtains fell softly. On the exquisite and beautiful bed, Heita's long hair was as silky as satin, spread out beside the pillow, emitting a faint fragrance. The soft silk bedding covered her body, like a blooming purple flower, and the sound of her breathing was heard in the room.

At this time, the small black tower fairy flew over with her mobile phone and woke her up.

“Hmm…”

Heita opened his eyes sleepily, looked at the current time and the message about making breakfast on his phone's memo, and smiled.

She threw back the quilt, revealing her tight purple pajamas, and changed into beautiful clothes surrounded by other Black Tower dolls.

Well, today I’m going to open Antiphon’s eyes and show him what a genius-made breakfast looks like.

Arriving at his own workshop, he saw countless materials and props on display, and black tower puppets of all sizes were standing by, lined up in neat rows.

"Go, it's time to work!"

Following the Black Tower's order, all the Black Tower puppets were mobilized and began to do various busy work in the workshop.

“And then, this.”

The Black Tower summoned a magic book containing spells she had collected to make a perfect breakfast.

Looking at the explanation of the cake-making process in the book, Heita touched his chin and smiled confidently.

Isn't this a piece of cake?

When they arrived at the stage, the Black Tower fairies had already completed all the preparations and were just waiting for the Black Tower to come up according to the book.

Heita confidently took out the egg whisk and started beating the egg liquid in the bowl, but after a while, no matter how hard or fast she beat, the egg liquid did not form foam.

"Phew, my wrist is so sore."

Shaking her wrist, Heita frowned. This task was a little more difficult than she had imagined.

She thought about it and wondered why she should spend her precious time on repetitive and mechanical work when there should be a faster way.

Thinking of this, she reached into her magic hat, pulled out a strange object called the Super King Gyro and placed it on the egg beater.

Looking at the rapidly spinning egg beater, Heita showed a satisfied expression. He said to the Heita doll, "Wait for it to finish," and then turned and left.

Not long after she left, she heard a beeping sound from the gyroscope.

"?"

With a loud bang, the black tower puppet turned into a meteor in the sky.

Then, the nightmare of the Black Tower Doll began.

"Why is it burning so slowly?" Heita looked at the flame that had been burning for so long and still hadn't burned the thing well. He showed an unsatisfied expression, and then casually threw a handful of beard gunpowder into it.

呲呲呲.

The tuft of beard gave off the smell of gunpowder.

"Alarm, alarm, protect Lady Black Tower!"

boom!

"When you're thinking, you need sugar the most. That's how you get inspiration, right?"

Heita asked the puppets around him.

In response to her question, the Black Tower puppets nodded hesitantly, and then they saw Black Tower mixing the marshmallows on the 'Heroic Triumph' with the delicious crocodile sugar and heating them together.

boom!

"Let's make some soup, otherwise it's too dry."

In front of a huge pot, the great lady of the Black Tower threw all the substances she thought were nutritious into the pot and stewed them all, including but not limited to...

Bones from a ten-foot-tall creature, cheesy cheese, Coleoptera wings... and so on. She also added some wine from a talented friend who loves to mix cocktails. Oh, and this.

The Bazaton lizard made a shrill cry when it was pinched in the Black Tower's hand. The Black Tower cut off its tail with the Annihilation Candle Scissors and threw it in, then stirred the cauldron like a witch.

"Well, now we just have to wait for them to be fully mixed."

The fact that no explosion occurred this time gave Heita confidence again. He covered the pot and left to do other things.

As the timer on the pot ended, the black tower puppets were fully armed, holding their shields in front of them, and slowly approached as if facing a powerful enemy.

They opened the lid of the pot and tried to use a spoon to scoop up the soup in the pot and put it into the bowl, but when they put their hand in, they got a spoon with only a handle.

"......"

The black tower puppets fell completely silent.

Antiphon, who was staying up all night in the laboratory conducting experiments, was still unaware of everything that the Black Tower was doing.

Antiphon looked at the holographically projected galaxy map thoughtfully. He stretched out his finger to magnify an area. This place was dimmer than other places, and the number of planets was much smaller. The reason was that the Legion of Destruction had wreaked havoc here.

As Antiphon made careful adjustments, the remaining broken stars began to rearrange themselves in his hands, returning the star system to a balanced state, rather than being destroyed by the destruction of the antimatter army. At the same time, new planetary prototypes were being nurtured at an extremely slow pace, waiting to fill the position of the destroyed planet in the future.

Antiphon took the time to make a cup of coffee and rest.