The paper figurine wives I raised in the cloud are all real.

This song will remind Yin Lang of the rainy night when he met An Qing.

And those rainy days spent with An Qing at Punk Lorde.

So I really like it.

It hits the right spot.

Especially listening to this song on a rainy day, walking in the city...

"I'm really...I've been led astray by you, uncle."

Silver Wolf shook his head helplessly, shaking off the memories of the past from his mind.

I really like to reminisce about the past since I was young.

"What's wrong with it? It sounds very good. Well, this is called a classic."

An Qing thought Yinlang was saying that the song was too old-fashioned.

But Silver Wolf does have this intention.

To her ears, it sounded like an old song from the last century.

“Only old guys like classics.”

"You said this to apologize to the young people."

"You're laughing so hard, why don't you apologize? You'll have to beat me before you win."

Silver Wolf said and started operating on the virtual panel.

Turn the song into data, invade it into the space station, and then turn it into a graffiti with the function of a music player.

At this time, Silver Wolf frowned.

"It's okay, it's okay, but why use my voice?"

"It sounds good."

"...If it wasn't for my voice, I could have added a few points to it."

"No, this is the best."

"..."

The tips of Silver Wolf's ears were a little red.

After a few operations, An Qing saw that Silver Wolf was like growing mushrooms, spraying graffiti that could play songs all over the space station.

The sheer number of them, all the sounds mixed together, has reached the level of mental pollution.

"...Little guy, is it necessary to do this?"

An Qing looked a little ashamed.

"Didn't everyone in the Black Tower accept the letter of challenge?"

"It's just a little bonus gift."

Silver Wolf blew a bubble and said nonchalantly.

"Um......"

I feel sorry for the little rich woman Esta for a second, but now she is probably tortured terribly by these songs.

I have nothing to say, I am looking forward to tomorrow more and more!

Speaking of which, after today's troubles, the little rich woman will not be annoyed and just pull out an interstellar fleet, right?

........

"Villain—!"

Esta covered her ears in pain.

It's obviously a pretty good song, but that intruder just did it like this.

Songs were being played everywhere, even at the water fountain!

These songs are all out of order, which makes it sound very confusing even though it is one song.

"This is no longer an ordinary villain. I must call for fleet support to strike hard!"

Esta put on the noise canceller for herself and took out her mobile phone seriously.

She has no fleet.

Although she has a lot of pocket money, she will not raise a fleet for no reason.

Although there are some at home, they belong to the family.

But Esta can hire a fleet.

This kind of service is not uncommon in the universe.

Find a nearby fleet to hire. If you can't find one, mobilize your home fleet!

In any case, the space station was tortured like this, and they still provoked Ms. Black Tower. The other party also announced that she would personally attack tomorrow.

That means we should hire a fleet to act as bodyguards.

But before the call was dialed, the Black Tower appeared.

"There's no need to call for fleet support, it won't help if they come."

"Ms. Black Tower...you mean it won't help if you come here?"

Silver Wolf, she knows.

Super hackers have only appeared in the past two years.

Seemingly searching for something in the universe, he gained a reputation for being overly active in just a year or two.

From Punk Lorde, it is said that he is still a legend of Punk Lorde's generation.

There is also a partner named 'Sunglasses'.

148. Black Tower: Do you like dolls?Give you one?

Strength is there.

But facing an advanced fleet...

Is it that strong?

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about this, I'll handle it."

Heita turned around and left without saying a word.

".....this....."

Esta looked at Heita's back, and then at the number she was about to dial on her phone.

"Ugh...."

Esta put away her phone.

He got up and left the office, continuing to direct the handling of graffiti.

This disgusting noise...

The Black Tower that left came to space

149. The Lord who looks down upon all things, the Almighty

"Intellect... It seems that He does know a lot."

An Qing touched his chin, then sighed again.

"But this really gave me a bunch of titles that I didn't realize were powerful. It made it seem inappropriate for me to speak without being pretentious."

What is the peak and end of the existing universe, the one who overlooks all things, the Lord of the Almighty... oh, that is called a high one.

Especially the last two, An Qingting had never heard of them, and had never called themselves such.

Those who look down at all things are probably extending from the shadows covering the universe.

But what is this Lord Almighty?Is the Almighty talking about Miss AI?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, I can do whatever I like."

"So, would the supreme great will mind sending down some light to satisfy my little thirst for knowledge?"

"You'll probably know it just by looking at it."

An Qing used his glance on Heita.

When Heita lost his mind, he saw the eye looking down at the world.

"Well...unbelievable..."

After returning to his senses, Heita held his forehead, closed his eyes and murmured softly.

The impact on her spirit and common sense at the same time made her feel a little dazed.

"It's unbelievable... There is such an existence in the world..."

Her voice gradually became uncontrollably fervent.

When she opened her eyes, An Qing seemed to see a pair of glowing eyes.

"Such a thing...I never knew about it..."

Heita's breathing became heavy.

Although the doll shouldn't need to breathe.

Then, the puppet disconnected.

The body of Black Tower is currently sitting on the bed like a duck.

He put his hands on his face and breathed heavily.

Elegant and beautiful, her hair was a little messy at this time.

Through the gaps between his fingers, he could still see the burning heat in his wide-open eyes.

An existence more mysterious than the Star God, and more difficult to understand than the Star God...

Just thinking about it makes my brain tremble.

the other side--

"What's going on? Is it disconnected?"

An Qing poked the Black Tower doll that suddenly collapsed on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey? Wake up, okay? If you don't wake up, I will write it on your face."

"Did I really write? I counted three - three, okay, start writing!"

After An Qing waited for a while, just before he was about to put pen to paper, the Black Tower puppet restored its connection.

"Ahem...Sorry, I was a little too excited."

Heita covered his eyes and stood up again while holding on to the wall.

"What a pity, I almost wrote something on your face."

"Writing? Does it have any effect? ​​Or does it have a special meaning?"

Black Tower is very interested.

She is now an apprentice seeking knowledge, not some incredible genius.

"Special meaning?"

An Qing's expression was subtle.

Does counting count?

"It's nothing, it's just a prank."

"Is it just a prank..."