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

As for options A and C, both are threats, and Lu Qing felt it was worth a try.

They were subservient to the Great Black Tower, but they would strike hard against the Lesser Black Tower.

Have you heard the story of how Aha blew the Star Train in two?

"You, you, you... you're threatening me?!?"

"You can understand that."

Little Black Tower bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then the light in her eyes disappeared.

Then, the sound of high heels clicking came from behind Lu Qing.

"Hey, little helper, let me explain it to you."

“Ms. Black Tower, please speak.” Lu Qing also naturally put away his aggressive tone.

"Actually, you bear half the responsibility for this?"

"You go on."

"Do you remember the simulated universe you proposed? Creating a simulated universe naturally requires a lot of credits. Since you came up with this idea, you naturally bear half the responsibility."

Lu Qing's eyes widened in disbelief; he never expected that the boomerang he had thrown would hit him again.

However, Lu Qing could tell that the only thing about Black Tower that was tough was his mouth.

"Oh no, I'm so worried. I'll figure something out."

[Fireworks: It seems like Lao Qing has accepted, but actually he's at his wit's end.]

"You're a good person. As compensation for working overtime, I'll give you this little black tower."

Lu Qingke remembered that the Black Tower Lady could take over the Little Black Tower's senses, which meant that as long as she wanted, she would be monitored by the Big Black Tower.

[Fireworks: Great Black Tower: I will always watch over you, forever and ever!]

[Big Black Tower: I would never do such a thing again. What's so special about monitoring Lu Qing?]

[March 7th: This feels a bit like a flag, I'll write it down first.]

[Danheng: Wait, who are you? March 7th can't remember these things just by using his brain.]

[March 7th: I am March 7th, March 7th is me!]

[Danheng: What were Xing's last words before the seas opened?]

[March 7th: A very clever question, but the answer is simple: she didn't say anything, right?]

[Danheng: You're right. In that case, I can confirm that you're not March 7th; she couldn't possibly remember this.]

[Long Night Moon: ...]

[March 7th: My head suddenly felt dizzy just now, what happened?]

Himeko: It's alright, go play somewhere else, Misaki.

[Himeko: @BlackSwan, look what you've done! This place is incredibly creepy.]

[Black Swan: So, I made my move]

[Firework: Doesn't anyone think the DoT team is terrifying? That veiled woman inside, she frantically throws cards at people and uses magic circles. She summons an indescribable purple crystal hand, like a medieval evil witch, cursing her enemies insanely.]

[Black Swan: Speak up for me! Speak up for me!]

[Silver Wolf: And that other purple-haired woman with sunglasses, carrying both a gun and a knife, was clearly a ruthless character. Bullets were flying from her gun like they were free; she was spinning wildly, muttering every now and then, "Time to say goodbye." But several rounds passed, and no one was injured.]

[Firefly: These two women unleashed so many indescribable skills, yet the damage wasn't much. I have no idea what they're doing; the more I play, the weirder it gets.]

[Kafka: ?]

[Kafka: Did you two eat too many red beans this morning?]

[Firefly: Hehe~]

Silver Wolf: Hehe~

Chapter 10 Dawn Foundation

In order to make up for the credits used to pay salaries, Lu Qing had no choice but to find a scapegoat to cover up the financial losses left by Black Tower.

It's you I've chosen, Duanmu Laifu!!!

Lu Qing quickly dialed his number.

"Beep beep..."

"Hey, Brother Duanmu, are you there? Send me the money."

Duanmu Laifu, sitting opposite him, paused for a moment, then smiled wryly:

"Station manager, I'm broke. You squeezed me dry last time, and our conglomerate has run into some trouble recently."

"Didn't you say you were protected by the Black Tower?" Lu Qing frowned slightly.

"It's no use. For some reason, it seems we've been targeted by a powerful figure who's eyeing our wealth. He's sitting right here in our hall, and even Father can't do anything about it."

Lu Qing couldn't help but tap the sandalwood table with his fingers, and pondered for a moment:

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

"My dear stationmaster, the person on the other end might be a Commander. I've only invested this many credits, so I'm really embarrassed to ask. I'll have to figure something out myself..."

Admittedly, 20 billion might not be a large sum of money for an intellectual envoy.

In most cases, there is no value in making a move.

But Lu Qing also has his own principles, which can be simply put as protecting his own.

So he turned his gaze to the small black tower on the side.

Little Black Tower seemed to have anticipated what Lu Qing was about to say.

"You're the station manager, you can make the decision yourself."

"You'll back me up, right?"

"Aren't you also an envoy? Why do you need me to back you up?"

Well, Lu Qing has always had an accurate assessment of Black Tower: all they're good for is talk.

"Come with me to the Dawn Corporation, Ms. Black Tower."

"When I come back, I'll make you ten different flavors of pudding."

"Suck it..."

"That's not a bad idea. I've got nothing better to do anyway, so I agreed."

Lu Qing was already exhausted from worrying about this meager salary, and this roadside pagoda was even taking advantage of her misfortune. But since it was her boss, she could only indulge him and had nothing to say.

Leaving Peony behind to help him with official business, Lu Qing set off with Little Black Tower.

But which envoy will be on the other side?

Hopefully, the roadside tower can be spared some respect.

"Are you nervous?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qing subconsciously turned her gaze to the small black tower to the side, her purplish-red eyes slightly raised.

"There is some truth to that; after all, he is a messenger."

"Ask him his name."

Lu Qing soon received an answer.

Lord of the Underworld—Afrit.

Whether he was a messenger remains in doubt.

However, Lu Qing speculated that he was probably not the messenger.

However, Lu Qing was already very familiar with this person. In the future, Huang Quan would treat him like a roadside weed and cut him in two with a single stroke, but that did not mean he was weak.

[Fireworks: Just kidding. Even a Spirit Envoy would be kicked to death by the Underworld.]

[Huang Quan: So, who is he? Do I know him?]

[Black Swan: This is difficult to assess.]

The little black tower's eyes flickered slightly for a moment, then it slowly shook its head:

"Those who seek destruction are all madmen. Prepare for battle in advance. And let me warn you first, although I am a Commander, I am not that good at combat."

"It doesn't matter. I'll step in when things are beyond repair." Lu Qing said calmly, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Little Black Tower's lips curled up slightly: "Very confident, little follower."

Lu Qing turned his head, but a faint, bright red tinge appeared in his dark pupils.

The color, which had absolutely nothing to do with joy, made the little black tower pause slightly.

[Star: This color looks so familiar, but I can't remember it.]

[Gold Sand: Didn't everyone see this back in Pinocchio?]

[Huang Quan: Without a doubt, the power of nothingness.]

The headquarters of the Dawn Consortium is located on a planet that the author was too lazy to name. A huge earth-colored star ring stretches across the universe, and towering skyscrapers and extremely technological cities all testify to its prosperity.

The headquarters of the Dawn Consortium is located here.

The atmosphere inside the hall was very oppressive, with white jade reliefs carved on the dome of the ceiling.

At the head of the table, a long, narrow figure in red robes propped up one cheek with his hand, looking down at a group of people with unpleasant expressions.

"It's an honor for you to have caught my eye. If you know what's good for you, hand over your assets obediently. I don't want to engage in unnecessary killing."

Duanmu Zhai, the head of the Dawn Consortium, had a grim face, but also a sense of helplessness.

Undoubtedly, the Dawn Consortium, with its immense wealth, is a highly sought-after entity, but as the saying goes:

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."

Sometimes, without the strength to match one's financial resources, one is like a lamb on a chopping board, powerless to resist.

Duanmu Zhai was almost certain that if he handed the Dawn Consortium over to the man in red in front of him, the man would most likely not let them go, as the reputation of the Annihilation Gang was already infamous.

Duanmu Laifu was also in despair:

"Who would commit evil for a conglomerate and the King of Hellfire?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Grand Duke of the Underworld couldn't help but yawn:

"Since no one is speaking, then this matter is decided. Who agrees and who disagrees."

"Then I'll object." The door was pushed open, and a gust of wind from who-knows-where fluttered the hem of the tall, upright young man's clothes.

"Oh?! The Black Tower."

Duke Minghuo ignored Lu Qing who was speaking and instead turned his gaze to the little black tower beside him, while she stood there indifferently next to Lu Qing.

Previously, Duanmu Zhai had been cursing Duanmu Laifu for being a spendthrift, having squandered hundreds of billions of credits without a trace. Now, however, he was almost moved to tears.

"Black Tower, is his opinion the same as your opinion?"

Upon hearing this, Grand Duke Netherfire sat in the hall for a moment. Although the followers of destruction were fond of killing, he was not a fool.

Black Tower himself may not be top-tier, but his opponent has a strong network of connections, and he doesn't want to be ganged up on.

[Star: This event is also recorded in Zandal's diary.]

"After taking over the Dawn Foundation, I will provide you with funding for your research. What do you think?"

Black Tower didn't speak, but simply turned his gaze to the boy to the side.

Her meaning was clear: she wanted Lu Qing to make the decision.

Lu Qing raised her head and scanned the people with their various faces.

Duanmu Laifu bit his lip nervously, until it bled.

In this regard, you choose:

"A. Just sit idly by and do nothing, as long as I can pay salaries."