Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 630

"Black Tower? You didn't go back?" March 7 was surprised.

"Well, I stayed." Heita responded in a calm and steady voice. She didn't look back, her eyes still fixed on the mural, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

"What are you looking at?"

"Haven't you seen it once before?" San Yueqi asked curiously. She tilted her head slightly, with confusion written all over her face. "Did you find anything new?"

Heita finally turned around slowly and looked at March 7.

"I am recording and adding the history of Omphalos to the audience system."

"Although I am not a memory stealer, I can be considered to have stolen Omphalos' memory."

At this time, Tibao flapped her wings and flew over, hovering beside the black tower, her eyes full of curiosity, "What's the use of the history of Omphalos in the lower world? Does it record the Titans and the things in the upper world?" She blinked her big eyes, her face full of confusion, "And this is just a mural, there are no characters like words... What useful information can be obtained from it?"

The corners of Heita's mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile, "Although the murals do not contain the things you mentioned, now that they are back, they will definitely allow me to obtain the knowledge I want." Her tone was full of certainty, as if everything was under her control.

"I am the Black Tower of the Genius Club 83, a scholar who has solved the mystery of the overflow of imaginary numbers, and the key holder of the imaginary collapse weapon." She raised her chin slightly, her expression full of pride, "With my keen insight into things and strong logical reasoning ability, based on some things and the current situation, I can unravel the mystery and deduce what happened to Omphalos."

"It's just that the history of the upper and lower worlds contains many complex connections and obscure clues, which may cause me some trouble, but that's all. With my ability, these are only temporary obstacles."

"Black Tower... So you can also do deduction? I think you can replace Fu Xuan's position." San Yue Qi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said half-jokingly.

"The deduction I'm talking about is not the kind of deduction that Fu Xuan does. She deduces the future, but what I'm good at is analyzing the past and gaining insight into the essence based on existing things and clues. This is somewhat similar to Ruan Mei."

"Besides, I'm really not interested in that position." She paused for a moment, "I would only consider it if I could see the hunting patrol with my own eyes and feel the power beyond imagination."

"Besides, the Xianzhou Alliance has always had strict rules. How could they easily let an outsider like me take over such an important position?"

"The Genius Club... is it an organization from outer space?" Tibao flapped her small and nimble wings and flew over from the side, her eyes full of curiosity and desire for knowledge. She tilted her head and looked at the black tower with innocence, waiting for an answer.

"An organization? Not really." Heita shook his head slightly, his expression calm, his tone nonchalant, "It's just some 'people' with outstanding insights and extraordinary wisdom in their respective fields, who gathered together because of their similar interests."

"But from what you said... you are the 83rd seat, so there must be many seats." Tibao blinked, and the image of a huge and mysterious group emerged in his mind.

"The world beyond... is indeed so vast..." Tibao muttered to himself, his eyes revealing a trace of awe for the unknown world.

Her small body swayed gently in the air, as if she was trying to imagine what the vast world outside the sky looked like.

"Tibao, you are wrong." Sanyueqi sighed slightly, with a serious look on her face. She looked at Tibao and explained slowly, "If the universe is regarded as an all-encompassing illustrated book, then the Genius Club may only occupy 1% of it."

"And our current understanding of the Genius Club is even less than that, probably less than 0.1%." There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, making everyone present deeply feel the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of human cognition.

Oh..except the Black Tower.

"..." After hearing this, Tibao fell silent for a moment.

She hovered quietly in the air, her eyes somewhat blank, as if she was trying to digest this staggering amount of information.

"Okay, Tibao, don't think too much." Seeing this, Sanyueqi showed a gentle smile on his face, subconsciously thinking that Tibao was Mimi, stretched out his hand and gently pulled her from the air into his arms, patting her back gently like comforting a frightened child, "No matter how vast the world outside the sky is, given the current situation, we will definitely do our best to protect Omphalos."

Fortunately, Tibao did not struggle. She stayed obediently in San Yueqi's arms, as if she was still immersed in the shocking information she had just heard, and tried hard to sort out her thoughts.

"Heita, we'll leave first then." Sanyueqi raised his head and looked at Heita with a hint of concern in his eyes, "Although you are a puppet, it's not good to stay up late!"

Heita nodded, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, indicating that she knew that her real body was resting, but she did not say it out loud.

Then, she quickly turned around and faced the mural, with such a focused look on her face that it seemed as if the whole world consisted of only her and the mural in front of her.

At some point, a small and exquisite instrument appeared in her hand. She pointed the instrument at the mural and began to scan and record it in great detail. The faint light emitted by the instrument moved slowly across the mural, as if exploring the secrets buried by the years.

San Yue Qi reached out and poked Ti Bao's cheek, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about it. I'll take you out to broaden your horizons when I have the chance."

"You are blaspheming!" After coming to her senses, Tibao realized that she was in San Yueqi's arms, and the other party even reached out and poked her face!

Tibao's eyes widened instantly, with disbelief written all over his face.

Only Aya was allowed to do this kind of intimate behavior. If others did it, it would be an offense to her! Her face flushed red, and she angrily tried to break free from San Yueqi's arms, but after struggling for several times, she found that she was being held tightly and could not break free for a while.

But if she wanted to, she could break free.

San Yue Qi smiled and quickly let go of Ti Bao, "I'm sorry Ti Bao, I didn't mean to do that, I just couldn't help it."

Tibao turned his head away, knowing full well that San Yueqi had no ill intentions.

After a while, they arrived at Liuying's room.

As soon as I opened the door, warm air hit me in the face, instantly dispelling the slight chill in my body.

The room was filled with a faint scent of fabric, a unique smell of new fabric and needle and thread interwoven together, which made people feel inexplicably at ease and comfortable.

Liuying was sitting at a wooden table, her brows knitted into a knot that looked like they could pinch a flying insect to death.

Her hands were trembling slightly, and the needle and thread in her hands were moving frantically back and forth on a piece of soft cloth. But no matter how hard she tried, the stitches were crooked and looked wrong.

She bit her lower lip and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. It was obvious that she was tortured by the tailoring work.

Lin Yue stood beside her with a gentle smile on her face, and taught her softly, "Don't be anxious, slow down a bit, and pay attention to the spacing between the stitches..."

Seeing everyone coming in, she was slightly startled, then greeted them warmly, "Hey? Why are you back? Come and sit down first."

Xing walked to Liuying first and leaned over to look at the piece of cloth. "Liuying, is this the dress you are going to make for Xueying? It looks like it's going to be quite difficult."

Liuying smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, I wanted to make something special for Xueying myself, but I didn't expect that tailoring skills are much more difficult than I thought."

San Yueqi also came over, her eyes lit up, "Maybe I can help." As she said that, she took the needle and thread from Liuying's hand and tried to sew a few stitches. Although her technique was a little clumsy, it really worked.

Lin Yue guided with a smile, "That's it. It would be better if you could keep your hands steady and use more even force." With the help of everyone, Liuying gradually found the feeling and became more skilled in sewing.

"By the way, Sanyue, how do you have this skill?" Liuying put down her needle and thread and looked at Sanyueqi.

At this moment, the dress had been sewn, and a Q version portrait of Xueying was sewn on it.

"As for me... I learned a little by myself. The dolls in my room were broken by me from time to time... so I learned a little and repaired those dolls, hehe..."

"By the way, why do I only see you two? The lights in other rooms are off. Are you all asleep?" asked March 7.

"Xueying is asleep, but Xiao Linyue and Clara are still in their rooms. I don't know what they are doing." Liuying replied.

"Come to think of it, little Linyue doesn't seem to be as clingy to you recently, and doesn't seem to be so shy anymore." Liuying looked at Linyue.

Yu Linyue, Linyue’s child. If you call her Linyue, it will always sound confusing, so Liuying calls her Little Linyue.

"Maybe it's because I met you guys and survived in that environment... I'm really worried that I will be left with some psychological trauma." Yu Linyue said, with a trace of worry on her face.

"Don't worry, Xiao Linyue seems very cheerful, and there are so many of us accompanying her."

"Why don't we go and see what Xiao Linyue and Clara are doing? Maybe they'll find something fun." Liuying suggested.

When everyone heard this, they all thought this idea was very interesting, so they all stood up and walked towards Xiao Linyue and Clara's room.

Along the way, everyone was talking and guessing what the two little guys were doing.

Before I reached the door, a burst of clear and cheerful laughter was heard.

Liuying knocked on the door gently, and with a childish "I'm coming", the door slowly opened.

I saw Xiao Linyue and Clara lying on the ground, busy and concentrating on their work.

Their little hands were covered with sawdust and lime. In front of them were several pieces of wood and stone of various shapes. They were holding small carving knives in their hands, carefully carving something.

Beside them were scattered some broken pieces of wood, stones and a few paintbrushes.

There was a large piece of white paper on the floor with some simple patterns drawn on it, which looked like the sketches of their ideas.

"Wow, what are you doing?" San Yueqi was attracted at once and couldn't help but squat down and look at them curiously.

Xiao Linyue raised her head, "We are making gifts! Sister Xueying's birthday is in a few days, and we want to give her a surprise!" As she spoke, she picked up a piece of wood that had already taken shape and proudly showed it to everyone, "This is the little rabbit I made. Girls will definitely like little rabbits."

Clara held up the stone sculpture in her hand and said, "I carved Xueying herself. I wanted to use this method to record what she looked like when she was a child."

"Birthday?" San Yueqi was a little confused. Wasn't Xueying born just a few months ago? How could it be her birthday?

"Actually... according to my observation, Xueying's growth rate is more than ten times faster than that of normal humans."

"After a few weeks, she was able to walk and...speak a few words, but her pronunciation was not clear," Liuying explained.

"So, based on her level of growth... I took the initiative to celebrate her birthday." Liuying explained.

"This strange growth rate... is it still within the range of humans? What will she become in the future..." Tibao talked to herself while flying in the air.

Of course, Liuying also heard this.

Liuying was slightly startled, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, including worry and helplessness, but more of it was a mother's firm protection for her child.

"No matter whether Xueying is a human or not...she is my and Lin Yu's child after all." Liuying raised her head, her eyes full of tenderness.

"From the moment she came into this world, I just hoped that she would be safe and happy. As for how she will grow up, that is something for the future."

Tibao continued to speak, his eyes full of worry, not caring at all about how Liuying felt when she heard this.

At this moment, she was lost in her own thoughts and just spoke out what she was worried about.

Tibao and the others are different from Aya. They will speak directly when they have something to say. Someone has to bring up this matter.

After all, this is a realistic problem that cannot be ignored. Should everyone pray silently in their hearts that she will not grow old? Instead of avoiding it, it is better to face it, even though it may make Liuying feel painful.

Liuying's face turned pale in an instant, her lips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously hugged her arms.

"I..I have thought about this possibility, but before that, I just want to cherish every moment with her."

When Tibao saw Liuying's expression, he realized that what he said was inappropriate and felt full of regret.

She flew to Liuying and said, "Miss Liuying, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." Guilt was written all over Tibao's little face.

She forgot that she was not in the upper realm at this moment, and the people around her were no longer the golden people or the indifferent members of the Senate.

They are companions from outer space, partners who support each other in this strange world.

After she came to the netherworld, she unknowingly forgot all this, and subconsciously brought out the straightforward, inconsiderate tone and emotion she had used when speaking to the Senate.

After arriving in the netherworld, Tibao forgot all this and subconsciously brought out the tone and emotions he had towards the Senate.

At this moment, Tibao no longer looks as cute as usual.

She lowered her head and her wings drooped limply, like a poor little thing who had done something wrong, standing in front of the firefly, waiting for her forgiveness.

San Yueqi looked at Tibao's appearance and felt a little distressed, but also thought that she was really reckless. It was obvious that when she was in the upper realm, Tibao was not like this and was quite lively.

How come he becomes a different person as soon as he arrives in the underworld?

Xiao Linyue and Clara snuggled up to Liuying. Xiao Linyue used her tender little hands to gently wipe the tears from the corners of Liuying's eyes and said in a baby voice, "Sister Liuying, don't be sad. Sister Xueying will be fine."

Clara also nodded vigorously, "Yes, let's celebrate Sister Xueying's birthday together, she will definitely be very happy."

"Thank you, I know everyone is doing this for Xueying's own good, Tibao, I don't blame you."

At this moment, in the corridor at the entrance, Heita finished scanning and recording the murals, then turned around and prepared to look for Sanyueqi and the others.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard a conversation coming from the room.

She was slightly stunned, and the hand that was originally raised to knock on the door stopped in mid-air. After thinking for a moment, she did not push the door open. Instead, she gently took a few steps back and stood there quietly, her brows slightly furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking about.

After a while, Heita slowly turned around and returned to his room.

She walked into the room, placed the instrument gently on the table, then walked to the bed and slowly lay down.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of her gentle breathing.

After a while, her originally bright eyes gradually dimmed.

At the same time, in the distant Black Tower Space Station, soft lights sprinkled in the neat room.

Heita himself slowly woke up in Esta's room.

She stood up and walked to the window, looking at the vast universe outside the space station.

“It seems like there is one more research topic full of mysteries.”

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