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101 星 Star Iron: Starting from the God-Killing Mirror Style, Killing Through the Past Maple Moves in Shape184k WordsCompleted 102Reads—Score—Shelves

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You can take a look. .

102 星 Star Iron: Traveling to Become a Star God White Futa438k WordsOngoing 2.4kReads8.1Score215Shelves

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Aha, please let me go, don't post it, don't

109 为 Best Wishes for the Future of Bengtie No Dreams1.3M WordsOngoing 5Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Collapse Iron Future Line, here is something you can look forward to Chapter 384 Extra: The Song of the Black Tower: Divinity, Reason and the Hammer (2) In the Black Tower City, in the center of the "Thinking Square", an unprecedented, "grand" and "concert" is being staged at this moment. The protagonist is the "Little Black Tower Chorus" - composed of dozens of the smallest Black Tower dolls that are only half a person tall, have a round and cute appearance, and big eyes, and are originally designed for "companionship and basic logic enlightenment". They held hands (robot arms) and formed a circle. They were singing in a crisp, clear electronic synthesized tone, but trying to imitate children's voices: "I am a little black tower~ (Black Tower, Black Tower!)" "There are sparkles around me~ (bling bling!)" "That's the diamond that is about to hit you~ (be careful with your head!)" "I ~（~）" " ~（！）" " ~（！）" " bug！ bug！" " ~！！" " ~ ~ ！ ！" ， ，Together with the clumsy but synchronized circling movements of the little black towers, a very contagious, absurd and cute scene is formed. Other models of Black Tower people around occasionally stopped to "watch", and some even couldn't help but sway their bodies slightly to the rhythm. Next to the choir class, a slightly taller "medium-sized black tower" doll (the model seems to be "Historical Recorder and Singer") is "singing" loudly in a more solemn (relatively speaking), recitation-like tone: "Her eyes penetrate the dust of the stars~ (Light of Wisdom!)" "Her fingertips weave the bonds of imaginary numbers~ (space station!)" "Model The singularity born in the virtual universe~ (boom!)" "It is her fearless confession of truth~!" "She deconstructs the garbled code of the destiny spindle~ (data flow!)" "She observes the strokes of happy graffiti~ (ah, annoying!)" "She puts Ruan Mei's madness into a capsule~ (dangerous experiment!)" "She looks for answers to the scars of the hunt~ (tangled!)" "Oh~ Black Tower! Black Tower! The beacon of sex!" "Your hammer (symbolically) rings the bell of the future!!" This lyrics is full of information, and it is simply summarizing the "great achievements" of the Black Tower in a poetic way, which makes some "research-type" dolls around them who know the inside story can't help but twitch their "mouths" (if they have any). However, in this sea of ​​"singing praises", there is an incompatible voice, coming from another corner. That is also a "medium-sized Black Tower", but her paint is slightly dull, and her eyes (camera light) also have a "cunning" and "joking" that other Black Tower dolls don't have. While she deftly dodged several other medium-sized dolls that were trying to get close to her and seemed to want to "mute" or "drag" her away, she sang in an off-key, obviously sarcastic tone: "Black Tower Black Tower~ Not for pampering~" "She is for blackmail~ Hehehehehe!!" "Flat breasts are rational. The price ~ (Data plane!)" "Purple eyes see through everything but can't see their own embarrassment ~" "She will argue with the screw Gum for a data decimal point for three days ~" "She will also roll her eyes at Stephen's bad jokes. Pretend not to see~" "Her dolls are all about herself~ Is this a sign of narcissism or autism?" "Oh ~ Heita! The cute and annoying Heita!" "Come back from that cold big head~" "Is there anything here? Several of you are waiting to tear each other apart!" This lyrics is simply "rebellious"! Nakedly exposing shortcomings, making jokes, and even a little personal attack! The surrounding Black Tower puppets (except for the singing one) collectively "went down" for a tenth of a second, and then "boiled" instantly! "Heresy!!" "Incorrect logic!!" "Insult to the body!!" "Tear her down! For the glory of the Black Tower!!" Especially the tallest one, wearing a crooked "crown" made of discarded circuit boards and light-emitting diodes on his head, the "Large Black Tower" The doll (suspected to be the "City Defense and Security Manager" model), furious (as seen from the fact that she was wielding a taller, symbolic inflatable hammer with the word "rational hammer" written on it) jumped out and shouted at a loudspeaker-level volume: "Sisters" "This black tower is different" "Her code is full of rebellion. "Rebellion and ridicule" "Her singing pollutes the pure rational air" "For the harmony of Black Tower City! For the glory of this Lord!" "Let us destroy her together" "Roar!" Countless Black Tower dolls, from mini to large, from From the civilian type to the combat type (pseudo), waving data pads, wrenches, inflatable hammers, and even holding fluorescent energy sticks, they rushed towards the "rebellious black tower" with a "Wow!" Suddenly, "Thinking Square" fell into a sea of ​​chaos (joy)! The roar of "Tear her down!" And the brainwashing song of "I am a little black tower~", as well as the taunting song of the "rebellious black tower" who jumped up and down to avoid while continuing to sing "the black tower is not for pampering~", were intertwined to form a "Black Tower City Rhapsody" that is extremely chaotic, absurd, but full of some weird vitality! And all these voices, all the chaos, all the "irrationality", through the deep connection between the "Black Tower City" and the Black Tower itself, turned into weak, but extremely tenacious "signals", going against the torrent of "The Narrow Path of Life", "impacting" the absolute silence and coldness, and "flooding" into the depths of the Black Tower's consciousness that was about to be frozen by "divinity"! Life is in a narrow space. The absolutely silent, cold, "divine" oppression that seemed to want to assimilate everything, under the impact of this absurd, noisy, "singing" and "chaos" full of "humanity" (albeit the "humanity" of a doll), actually... "Paused" for a moment. It is as if an absolutely rational program that is running perfectly is suddenly forcibly injected with a completely incomprehensible... "Virus code" or "noise file" that is full of contradictions, errors, self-references, meaningless repetitions, and strong personal emotions. This "noise" cannot destroy the foundation of the program, but it can cause momentary logical "stuck" and "discomfort". The consciousness of Black Tower's true self was shaken at this "stuck" moment! The layer of silver-purple protective halo that was about to break has stabilized! Her sense of "self" was forcibly "pulled" back from the edge of being almost assimilated by this absurd and familiar "noise"! "I am... The Black Tower..." "Not... A vassal of... Knowledge..." "Not... A rational... Slave..." "I... Want... To ask... My question..." "I... Want... My... Answer..." Her will, with the "support" of that absurd song, became clearer and firmer than ever before! She raised her head again, not looking at the mechanical head, but as if penetrating the "narrow space of life" and "looking" at the chaotic and vivid "Black Tower City" filled with countless "selves". Then, in an extremely rare and subtle way, the corners of her mouth moved upward. It was not a smile, but more like an extremely complex expression of "sudden realization" and "self-mockery". "Puzzles... Thousands and Thousands of Puzzles..." A voice that seemed to be her own, and also seemed to be the chorus and superimposed echo of countless "Black Tower" dolls, sounded deep in her consciousness. "The answer to the mystery... Is... Nothing..." Just at this moment - "Buzz!" Ahead, the huge mechanical head that had been silent and emitting pale light, the torrent of knowledge that was constantly flowing on its surface, actually stopped for a moment! It's like... "Hearing" something, or "detecting" something... "A new 'variable' or 'noise' that cannot be fully analyzed by the existing knowledge system." Then, at the "eyebrow" position of the pale head (if that can be counted as the eyebrow), a weak, dark red "light" that was incompatible with the surrounding cold and rational light "flickered" extremely briefly. It seems like some kind of... "Error message"? "Logic conflict alarm"? Or... Some kind of more difficult to understand... "Reaction"? No one knows. Because in the next moment - "Shua!" The huge mechanical head, together with the relatively static "hall" of rational light around it, just "disappeared" without warning and completely. It's like it never existed. Only the consciousness of the Black Tower is left, floating alone in the torrent of knowledge that has become violent and chaotic again, and... The absurd and absurd words from the "Black Tower City" vaguely remaining in the ears. A noisy "singing sound" that mixes brainwashing children's songs, songs praising virtue and rebellious sarcasm. ... And that last flash, a little dark red... "Light". "..." The conscious body of the Black Tower "stands" quietly for a while. Then she turned around. "Go back." No answer was given. But... It seems... It's not all without gain. At least, she knew that in front of the absolute "divinity" and "rationality", it was really difficult for her "Black Tower City", her noisy, sometimes even "rebellious" puppets... To sing the songs. Listen. But... It's also quite useful.

110 敌 Enemies: About Various Settings Galaxy Trash Man98k WordsOngoing 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I personally don't think it's very OOC, but this one has a CP orientation, so if it's offensive, you can delete it (sos, look at our enemy girls, I can do anything)