Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

If one plan fails, come up with another. Heita asked deliberately.

Hmm? Isn't that the reward I must get for cooperating with your research?"

Wendy tilted her head and said in feigned surprise.

"Could it be that the famous Lady Black Tower is someone who enjoys freeloading? I must compose this into a poem and sing it throughout the universe!"

"You, you guy! Damn it!" Heita glared at him angrily, but did not continue to be stubborn. After all, she was a person who had seen the world, and she had seen the video of the other party dealing with the Xu Zu and Doomsday Beast in the invasion cabin.

Although she was not unable to do similar things, but - as for the puppet body she controlled now, if the other party turned against her and took the puppet she controlled back home to do something, she would have no way to do anything.

Even if she wanted to take revenge on someone, not to mention that she had no idea where Wendy came from, just from the surface, he was a lonely man.

The only people involved are the train crew, and she isn't the type to take her anger out on others, so isn't there anything she can do now?

So, even though he was really angry, after figuring out the key point, Heita was not so angry anymore.

After all, the other party has this kind of capital, and she is not a double-standard person who only allows herself to be proud of her talent and not allow others to set conditions.

However, asking her to just swallow her anger like that... Humph! Impossible! After that, she would start studying this guy as hard as she could, striving to thoroughly understand him within a single blue day, and then kick him out of the space station.

Even if he asks me to study her in the future, I will not agree!

After making up his mind, Heita returned to his normal expression and just curled his lips.

"Forget it. I won't bother with you guys for now. You'll have a lot to deal with later. Let's get going to the office."

Ji Zi also said goodbye at the right time. After all, this kind of matter involves personal privacy, and it is not appropriate to be present in person even if you are a companion on the train.

Xing hesitated for a moment and chose to stay and wait for Wendy. For example, if there was a sound of broken glass in the room, she would rush over and hit Heita's head with a baseball bat or something. After all, this doll didn't look very strong.

No one knew what Xing was thinking, and Wendy's attention was temporarily diverted, so she planned to go over there.

The black tower remained where it was, motionless. Xing, believing it was some kind of playing hard to get tactic, turned a blind eye. She didn't react at all, watching the two men leave like a real puppet.

During this period, the station manager Esther also came to meet the two of them.

"Hi, everyone. I'm Ester, the stationmaster of the Black Tower Space Station. I'm sorry for leaving without saying hello."

This pink-haired girl is very friendly and polite in her words and actions. It is hard to imagine that she is the one chosen by the willful Black Tower.

More importantly, her eyes seemed to contain stars, always so bright and full of hope.

"It's okay. You've had a hard time having a boss like that."

Xing took the initiative to say.

And upon hearing her comment, Ester couldn't help but chuckle.

"You are the first person to speak like this of Ms. Black Tower in front of me. How bold of you."

"That's right. Aren't you afraid that Station Master Ester will report you?"

Wendy also followed suit.

But Xing didn't feel embarrassed at all. She probably learned something from getting along with these people.

That is, there is no need to feel ashamed or embarrassed about things that objectively exist.

Even if we talk about favors, as a hero who saved the space station, I don't owe them anything, right?

Instead, Estelle should thank her and Wendy.

Just as Xing thought, after seeing her expression of "I didn't say anything nonsense", Ester nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Ms. Black Tower about this. She's too busy to bother with such trivial matters. Even if I did submit it, she'd probably just say, 'Oh? That's it! Don't submit it again. I don't have the time to worry about what others think of me.'"

These words are quite objective and pertinent.

"So, are you here to talk to us about something?"

In response to this, Xing Ye spoke directly to the point.

"Oh, I don't have anything to bother you two with. After all, you are the heroes who saved the space station. If it weren't for you, I'm sure everyone in the space station would be in a panic. As the station commander, I would probably be worried too. But thankfully, you're here."

Estelle looked at the two of them with her beautiful eyes, or rather, mainly at Wendy, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Do you know what everyone is saying about you now? With that wind-riding bard and the girl with gray hair and golden eyes here, even if the Lord of Destruction comes, he'll have no choice but to go back in disgrace."

“…I always feel like I’m just a by-product.”

Xing just felt a little subtle about this.

After all, in that battle, she seemed to be just a meat shield at best?

"Hehe. It seems that our popularity is not low. Maybe we can get discounts on purchased goods, treat our guests to dinner, or other good things in the future."

Wendy was not arrogant and just answered with a smile.

This answer made Ester's eyes light up, but she still tried her best to pretend to be a little girl who admired her hero. "Then, can I treat you all to the first meal? Of course, there will also be a share for the other members of the train crew. I want to thank you all for your friendly support."

If she could have such a "messenger" who was not even sure which star god he was from, standing on her side, she would be able to be more assertive in responding to requests from her family in the future, and she wouldn't even have to worry about pocket money!

For the Interstellar Peace Company, being able to spend money to establish a good relationship with an envoy is a good thing that is cheaper than pie in the sky.

After all, the thing the company has the most is money. Such a large space station can be built at any time. The astronomical equipment that Ester used when she was a child is enough to fill up the warehouse.

If Estelle hadn't worried that giving money directly would be too tacky, she would have at least given the highest transfer amount first.

"Then it's a deal, let's have a meal together later!"

After getting Wendy's answer, Ester left with satisfaction. Seeing her joyful look, Xing felt a sense of crisis for some reason.

Although she couldn't understand where this sense of crisis came from, she really had to keep an eye on Wendy, right?

This guy is really good at flirting...

Chapter 115: Build a Sister Machine for Black Tower

When Wendy was saying goodbye to Ester, her cell phone dinged and she took it out to check.

As expected, it was a certain impatient "little girl" who had turned into a young girl.

Heita: Hello, who's that? Wendy, right? I'm Heita. When will you arrive? I've been waiting for you for so long I'm almost dying.

Black Tower: Come to my office right now! I'm waiting for you!

Wendy: Hey, I met Station Master Esther on the way and had a great chat with her, so I was delayed for a while.

Wendy: But don’t worry, Xing and I are already at your office door and will be right over.

Black Tower: [Automatic reply] Hello, I am away now due to something and will not contact you for a while.

Putting the phone down, Wendy saw the expected look of disgust on Xing's face.

"This guy is clearly still standing right here, yet he still has the nerve to rush us?"

This made Wendy chuckle softly as she explained.

"There's more than one Black Tower. She's actually a genuine human from Azure Star. The puppet we saw earlier was probably a messenger running errands for her."

As they were talking, the two of them arrived at the door of her office, which was on the second floor of the main control cabin. Two members of the Defense Department were guarding the door. When they saw the two of them, they silently made way for them without stopping them.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be accustomed to this practice. However, who could blame Black Tower for being the owner of this office?

Even if he said hello, he would probably be ignored. Maybe Heita knew that these two people were talking to the same person.

With this subtle feeling in mind, Xing stepped into the Black Tower's office. Unlike what he had expected, where the room would be filled with various high-tech equipment or collections, the Black Tower's office was very spacious and there wasn't even a desk.

Yes, you should have thought of it earlier. This Genius Club member #83 is not an ordinary person at all. For her, there is no need for some superficial work. Therefore, all the things displayed here are related to the Genius Club or herself.

For example, portraits of club members are placed on the left side of the office.

Counting from left to right, they are:

The club's founder, Zandar I. Kuwahara, who holds the first position;

Known as the Lord of Silence, she caused the death of many geniuses and deleted all portraits of her face in the universe. Polka Kakamu is ranked fourth;

The most selfless and strange altruist who has dedicated his life to helping others, Lilta, ranked 22nd;

Elijah Salas, the lovable old man who invented synesthesia beacons and remote sensing, the cornerstone of communication in modern cosmic civilization, ranked fifty-sixth;

And, lastly—a truly good man, a gentleman, with a brilliant mechanical mind, Screw-Gum, who is ranked seventy-sixth.

These people are more or less considered worthy of commemoration by the Black Tower, or are interested in it, or... just like ScrewGum, they work closely with the Black Tower.

He was also one of the designers of the huge triangular prism-shaped terminal placed inside the office.

And the black tower stood aside.

"Hey, you finally, uh... why are you here too? Even though I know women can be fickle, it hasn't been that long since we parted on bad terms, right?"

It seems that Black Tower doesn't care at all about Xing's offense.

"I was just worried, so I came to take a look."

"Hmph. Then you can leave right now. Even when I draw blood from people, I can guarantee that no blood vessels will be damaged. Are you still afraid that I might hurt him?"

Heita said with disgust.

"Alright, alright. You two should stop arguing whenever you meet. Is there anything you need my cooperation with regarding research?"

Wendy quickly stepped in to mediate, as the two of them were arguing endlessly. He was hoping to finish the test quickly so he could enjoy a feast offered by a wealthy woman from the universe.

"I'll need the most basic body data, blood samples, and even some DNA if you don't mind. Don't worry, I'm not into cloning. I just want to see how much of your human nature remains in you even though you're coexisting with the star core—"

"Stop! Stop talking, Xing is still here!"

"Ah, here we go again. Boring organic values ​​of shame."

Despite having a gentleman friend who is an inorganic being, Heita doesn't seem to care much about this. Or perhaps, in the eyes of people like her, this is not something to be ashamed of. After all, scientific research has always focused on efficiency.

When she created these remote-controlled puppets for herself, she often used her own genetic information as access credentials. Therefore, although these puppets were not her true body, they were essentially separated parts of her.

"Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you. Just lie down on the scanner over there. As for you—"

Heita looked at Xing and said casually.

"A few colleagues and I are working on a major project. If successful, we could solve the ultimate puzzle that has plagued us for thousands of years: the mystery of the 'Star God.' Are you interested in joining us?"

"No."

Xing's face was expressionless.

"Hey, those are the Star Gods—just imagine, what amazing beings! Some of these Star Gods were once ordinary humans like you and me, but somehow, they gained powers beyond our imagination! They are secretive, powerful, silent, and terrifying! The mysteries surrounding them simply can't be fully explained in a few words."

In order to strengthen his persuasiveness, Heita even pointed at Wendy who was standing obediently on the scanning table and instigated her.

"Look at him. At first glance, he's just an ordinary street singer. Unless something unexpected happens, he'll never leave his planet.

He gets drunk every day in the tavern, and when he has no money he goes to sing at a resident concert. But even such a guy, after embarking on his destiny and becoming an Order Envoy, can display such power. And the Star God is even more powerful than this. Aren't you curious about this at all?"

"But that's Wendy's experience. I don't have the habit of interfering in other people's lives."

Xing ended the topic, and Heita frowned slightly and made the final move.

"Let's put it another way. Have you ever wondered how the Star Gods were born? Why were they born? And what was the purpose of their birth? ... Let me ask you, have you ever thought about these questions?"

"I don't even know what the end of the universe is, how can I know this?"

This stubborn attitude made Heita so angry that his teeth itched.

But considering the special nature of the star, Heita endured it.

"You, even if you're going to be perfunctory, could you at least be a little reluctant? Never mind, we just happen to need you, so be patient and listen to me. I'll reward you. You can also make some requests like him, even if it's just asking me to create a Star God. I believe we can accomplish this by the end of this project."

"Why are you so persistent with me?"

Xing didn't understand Heita's enthusiasm. After all, although she respected scientific research, she would decline if it meant being a guinea pig.

After all, she appeared here simply to accompany Wendy, and she would leave after the business was done.

"I'm wondering why you're so resistant. Maybe Wendy will go in there too. Wouldn't it be nice for the two of you to team up and fight the simulated universe together?"

Heita curled his lips, but after seeing Xing's noncommittal expression, he temporarily stopped persuading her.

After all, this has never been her specialty. Since the other party is not happy about it, she is too lazy to try to please them and instead devotes her energy to studying Wendy.

It would be fine if I didn't study it, but once I started studying it, it was beyond words, like forgetting to eat and sleep.

After 24 system hours, Heita held the report with an expression of surprise, confusion and frustration.

This conflicting emotional situation caused some minor issues with the doll's expression module, making it look very strange.