Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

Hei Ta glanced at Lu Qing, then couldn't help but glance at him again.

Why can't I take my eyes off it all of a sudden?

"Are you...him?"

"I am not him, you have mistaken me for someone else."

Black Tower's fist hardened instantly.

"That unfamiliar yet familiar tone... Sure enough, it's him. You're as eloquent as ever."

[Fireworks: Wait, I've discovered a paradox.]

[Fireworks: No matter how Lu Qing answers, he only ever says "himself."]

[Portio: You really are a genius, aren't you?]

Hei Ta paused, then slowly walked up to Lu Qing, tilting his head slightly; his dark purple eyes were quite beautiful.

"Long time no see, my little follower."

"Long time no see, so can I have a bite to eat?"

"You...you...are you serious..." Black Tower's eyes inexplicably turned somewhat disgusted.

"Of course not. Considering our past relationship, could you forgive the 168 billion yuan debt?"

Black Tower frowned slightly:

"No, let's try another one. One thing at a time."

"That's all."

[Fireworks: Humor Analysis: People's choices are always compromises.]

[Fireworks: If you first plan to tear the house down, and then choose to only break one window, then it will probably be agreed to.]

[Black Swan: Bird food; human choices are always compromises—first the impossible, then the barely acceptable.]

[Firefly: Actually, I have a feeling that if Lu Qing persists a little longer, the Black Tower will agree to the first request. This is my sixth sense.]

[The Great Black Tower: Your sixth sense is inaccurate.]

[Silver Wolf: Oh, why are you blushing? @BigBlackTower]

"AUV, don't look at me with those pitiful eyes. Give me a request that I can accept."

"May I touch your head?"

Upon hearing this, Black Tower's smile instantly froze on his face.

[March 7th: Dead memories are attacking me again.]

[March 7th: Lu Qing: Don't touch my head.]

"Every idea you have seems to be beyond my expectations. I think you're the one who's petty."

"I never said you were petty."

"This is a lie."

"Just refuse if you want to, don't pretend! Actually, I don't really want to pat your head either."

“Listen, bad kids who lie don’t get any rewards from Lady Black Tower.”

But Black Tower remained silent for a moment, then paused before slowly speaking:

"But today is an exception."

After speaking, the proud genius slowly lowered her head, which she had never bowed to anyone before, her smooth purple hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Upon seeing this, Lu Qing was slightly dazed for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.

A moment later, Lu Qing carefully took off her hat, rubbed her head hard, and then pinned the simulated white kitten hair clip in her hair.

"Don't worry, even though it was messed up just now, I fixed it with a hair clip."

"I really like this kitten hair clip." Black Tower looked up at herself in the mirror and said with satisfaction.

After a moment of silence, Black Tower turned his head away, seemingly unconcerned, and said:

"This hair clip is very expensive, it's a rare item. Consider it a refund of 100 million credits."

"No need, this is a gift. One thing is one thing, as you said."

"Are you a child? All you do is mimic my speech. Fine, do whatever you want."

[Firefly: I couldn't help but smile like a doting aunt. This couple is so adorable, who doesn't understand?!]

[Star: Without anyone noticing, Estella has already shattered.]

[Alan: But Miss isn't in the live stream; she seems to be busy with something else.]

[Ruan Mei: Aren't you afraid that Lu Qing will leave you after paying back the money? @Daheita.]

[Big Black Tower: If he dares to run, I'll put all the resources on his phone online.]

Silver Wolf: So, you still watched it, right? @BigBlackTower

[Fireworks: Lu Qing: Damn it, I put you in my pocket and you kicked me into a ditch!!]

Chapter 25 Hush, can we make peace?

"By the way, I'm planning to go to an ancient ruin tomorrow. I heard there's a strange and unusual object there. Will you come with me?"

"Can I not go?"

Black Tower turned around and smiled, raising the blue hammer that was taller than a person.

“Look me in the eyes and say it again.”

"On the other hand, if I were to go, is it still possible to reconcile now?"

“Of course, I am willing to be lenient with you,” Black Tower said, putting away the hammer that was taller than a person.

There was a knock on the door.

"Ms. Black Tower, may I come in? I have something very important to report."

It's not hard to guess who the voice belongs to: Estádio, the current stationmaster of the Black Tower Space Station.

However, this led to a problem.

"Did I come at the wrong time? If this is discovered, will Ms. Black Tower's innocence be in jeopardy?"

[Fireworks: Great Black Tower: No, you've come at the perfect time.]

[The Great Black Tower: I never said that.]

Now that things have come to this, Lu Qing can only hide for the time being, at least to avoid being discovered by Estádio.

Black Tower's office is large, but there are no blind spots. The only blind spot is under Black Tower's desk.

"Why don't you come in here first? It'll be quite troublesome if word gets out, and I heard that Estella seems to be pursuing you."

“That makes sense, then I’ll go in.”

"Open your legs, I want to go in."

Soon, Lu Qing bent down and squeezed into the somewhat cramped desk.

Lu Qing looked down and saw her long, beautiful legs wrapped in lace swaying slightly. The perfect crescent-shaped arch of her foot made Lu Qing squint.

My God, is this what they call "legs to be admired for years"?

But if you look up...

Oh, safety shorts are the most inexcusable invention in the world.

[Fireworks: Shinhak Seishin: Open the door! I'm the water delivery guy!]

"Come in, Está. What is it?"

“Ms. Black Tower, I have something important to report.”

"The financial report for this month is over budget again, Ms. Heta."

"You're the stationmaster, this is your responsibility."

“Ms. Black Tower, by the way, there’s something strange about your complexion.”

"Really? Maybe you just applied some blush."

In reality, the Big Black Tower was a bit mentally broken. He didn't know what Lu Qing was doing down there, and some inexplicable liquid was seeping into his shoes.

He wouldn't!!!

"Ms. Black Tower, are you really alright? Should I call a doctor for you?"

"No need, I need to rest. If there's nothing else, you can go out now." However, there was a slight tremor in his voice as he said this.

"Then...goodbye."

"Click." With the sound of the door closing, Hei Ta finally had time to look down at Lu Qing, who was covering his nose with his hand.

"You have a nosebleed, are you okay?"

"It's nothing, just a little blood from your nose got into your shoe."

"I'll go wash up in a bit. By the way, how did you suddenly get a nosebleed?"

"The air down there is so bad, I can hardly breathe."

"Is that so?"

"That's it."

[Fireworks: This is a lie.]

[March 7th: I'm starting to feel sorry for Estella.]

[Alan: If Miss sees this, the sky will probably fall, oh dear.]

[Hanabi: In a sense, this is like a sleeping wife.]

Black Tower seemed to remember something again and took a disk out of the drawer.

The peony seems to have left you a video.

"Did they know I would be resurrected?"

"Yes, I know. Do you remember the artifact: the Lost Amber? I put the ring you gave me inside it; it will mend your soul."

"In other words, the reason I am in debt of 168 billion credit points is because you deliberately created it."

Black Tower turned his head away, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

[Fireworks: Big Black Tower: You wouldn't want your study materials to be made public, would you?]

[Xing: Lu Qing: Then again, attitude is the mask of the heart.]

Lu Qing was at his wit's end.

That old woman is utterly wicked; she just wants me to work for her for the rest of my life.

"Okay, don't be angry, let me pat your head."

"Don't touch my head."

Upon hearing this, Black Tower stopped what he was doing, somewhat at a loss.

"I just want to keep you by my side and get to know you better."

Lu Qing looked directly into the dark purple eyes of the Black Tower.

She first flinched slightly, then stopped flinching.

She looked at Lu Qing with a graceful and poised demeanor.

"Fine, I give up. Let's watch the tape."

“Hoo…” Lu Qing exhaled a deep breath and then nodded.

"Four hundred and fifty years have passed since the Qing Dynasty's death."

[Star: A strange way of recording time.]