People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

Facing the indifferent doll girl, Jiang Mo did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled and said:

"This isn't shock, it's astonishment, Ms. Heita. This is a normal physiological reaction when people see beautiful things."

"Yeah, that's right. I also think I'm stunning, both in terms of appearance and talent."

Heita nodded slightly, as if acknowledging Jiang Mo's words, but her expression remained unchanged.

"I admit that your explanation is very good and your vision is also good, but what I need is not debate and praise, but "questions", one after another."

As the girl spoke, she spread out the book in her arms, took out a thin piece of paper from it, and handed it to Jiang Mo in front of her very straightforwardly.

"This is a test question from the Polymath Society. Of course, this isn't the original question. I've slightly adapted it. If you can solve it, it means... you're truly capable of being my teacher."

After saying this, the girl looked quietly at the young man in front of her, as if waiting for his final answer.

Perhaps the terms that Ah Ha gave him worked, and the star track calculation formula that had given Jiang Mo a headache was now transformed into simple symbols, allowing him to understand what it was talking about.

"...I'll admit that what you offer is somewhat useful..."

Jiang Mo was muttering "Aha" in his mind while studying the question in front of him that was adapted by Heita himself.

Looking at the conditions under "ideal conditions" that were crossed out, Jiang Mo's mouth curled up slightly.

"The correct answer is..." He paused for a moment, then threw the paper filled with formulas onto the grass beside him. "There is no correct answer."

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Heita tilted his head, "Reason?"

However, Jiang Mo did not answer her immediately. Instead, he pointed at the black stockings on the doll girl's calves.

"Just like the deeply held concept that 'little girls can't wear black stockings,' any star trajectory calculation model also has a deeply held concept when it comes to its application—under ideal circumstances."

"Now that you've eliminated this ideal situation, all the parameters in the formula will change as the situation changes, but you haven't provided any information, so this problem has no solution."

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, the Black Tower fell into a brief silence. Jiang Mo's outline was reflected in his crimson-purple eyes, and then he spoke:

"That's a twisted theory, but..." she said as she turned and walked towards the mansion, "You can save it for next Tuesday's Introduction to Imaginary Numbers class."

Almost at the moment when the black tower responded, a transparent light curtain appeared in front of Jiang Mo's eyes.

Congratulations on obtaining the entry: "Becoming a Teacher" · Blue

"Becoming a Teacher": You have gained the recognition of that indifferent genius girl, and your understanding of educating her has slightly improved (Note: This entry can be upgraded)

Looking at the light screen that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Mo blinked slightly. Before he had time to think about what was going on, the voice of the black tower once again brought him back to reality.

"The robot butler will then assign you a room, or you can choose one yourself. It's up to you."

After saying that, Heita walked into the mansion without looking back, as if he didn't care at all that this man, whom he had just met for less than five minutes and whom he couldn't even say he knew, was living in his house.

Looking at the petite figure gradually disappearing from his sight, Jiang Mo's mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"Should I say it's Black Tower after all? This nasty personality feels like if I'm not careful, I'll turn into a sadistic queen and be trampled underfoot..."

As he complained, he looked at the transparent light screen that appeared beside him, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"As for this upgradeable entry... maybe it will become another key."

"If this entry can be successfully upgraded, I might have more ways to deal with the Black Tower."

"But then again, why does this entry seem so... normal?"

"Could it be that Aha ran away halfway through interfering?"

Jiang Mo frowned, unable to figure out why this happened for a moment.

According to common sense, Ah Ha would never miss any fun opportunity. He would definitely find ways to do something for himself and make himself a source of fun.

"But why... did the style of this thing change so suddenly? Never mind... maybe it's because the level of this entry is too low, not enough to be disturbed by Him."

However, considering the previous entry that greatly increased his intelligence, this "abnormal" situation can be explained.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo raised his head slightly, looked at the mansion in front of him silently, and then lamented for his unfortunate fate.

"Hey... I hope everything will go as smoothly as this first meeting today..."

After saying that, Jiang Mo walked into the mansion, but he didn't know that everything he did at this moment was seen by another person besides Ah Ha.

——The Black Tower itself, located outside the simulated universe.

Chapter 4: Ah Ha: Ah Ha is really embarrassed...

Looking at the image projected on the screen in front of him, Heita crossed his arms and watched the interaction between himself and Jiang Mo on the screen with great interest.

"Hmm~ Not bad, it fits my style quite well. It's worthy of being my childhood self."

Long before she asked the puppet to find Jiang Mo, she knew that there would definitely be an accident in this experiment.

Compared to the troubles such as the simulated universe suddenly crashing, resulting in data loss, and the space station's server being manipulated by Aha to start the countdown to self-destruction, this one is relatively simple.

What's more, the moment this scene appeared, her long-dormant curiosity was aroused once again.

She really wanted to know the logic behind this thing, and also wanted to know whether her "simulated self" would take a completely different path.

Of course, these are secondary. What is important is the attitude from the "Star God".

Heita tilted his head slightly and looked at the orange clown mask that had been floating beside him from the beginning, "Aha, I know I'm good-looking, but you can't keep staring at me like this, right?"

"Ah no no no no, I just wanted to see the change in your expression for the first time, ahahahahaha~"

The clown mask spun around the black tower and laughed shrilly.

"After all... this is 'you'~ I can't wait to see you see 'yourself' fall! That's going to be hilarious! !"

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I'm only curious about how "I" will "fall." After all, those things will never be projected onto me."

Heita shrugged, her expression unchanged - just as she said, she didn't care at all.

Upon hearing Heita's words, the clown mask that was spinning rapidly suddenly stopped, and then burst into a sharper laughter.

"Ahahahahahaha, interesting! So interesting! When I heard you say that, I felt that... my favorite scene would definitely appear!"

"This is truly delightful, isn't it? Scrap-headed Envoy?"

"Oh, by the way, aren't you curious about how this thing works? Come on, be the Masked Fool, and let me take a look at you."

Hearing this, Heita narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mask floating up and down in front of him, as if he was really considering His suggestion.

Soon, she reached out and grabbed the mask in front of her, then threw it to the corner of the office without hesitation and said in a cold voice:

"Get lost, I want Idrila's."

"Aha, it's really embarrassing..."

......

"Welcome, Mr. Jiang Mo. I am an intelligent butler robot manufactured by the Interstellar Peace Company, number 9527."

"As for the choice of room, do you want to choose it yourself, or do you leave it entirely to me?"

Almost at the moment Jiang Mo walked into the mansion, a rather gentle electronic synthesized sound came into Jiang Mo's ears, followed by a robot that looked like a light bulb.

Looking at the silver "light bulb" in front of him, Jiang Mo immediately thought of the "Shut Up" guy he had seen on the Starry Sky Train before, who often told jokes.

"Can you tell jokes?" Jiang Mo asked.

"This machine doesn't have an intelligent module for telling jokes. If you need, I can search online right now—"

"Okay, okay, I just asked casually. Don't mind it. Please help me arrange a room. I don't like places where other people have lived."

Seeing that the butler robot was about to give him the whole job, Jiang Mo immediately told him to stop.

He didn't want to hear those terrible pun jokes, that was just too much.

"Okay, considering the personality of this unit's highest commander, Heita, and your status as the first resident tutor, your best accommodation is the room next to Miss Heita. Specifically, it's the third room on the right on the second floor."

Hearing what the butler robot said, Jiang Mo was stunned.

He originally thought that the previous tutors were all the type who lived in the house, but he didn't expect that he was the first one?

"Could it be that the Black Tower was interested in my answer, so they let me in and stay here?"

'Or...is there another reason behind this?'

"Mr. Jiang Mo, dinner time is almost here. Please wait here for a moment. I will call Miss Heita to come down for dinner."

After saying that, the butler robot that looked like a light bulb brought a plate of delicious-looking "Big Universe Fried Rice" to Jiang Mo, completely unaware of Jiang Mo's expression as if he had eaten a fly.

At this moment, Jiang Mo recalled the fear of being dominated by "Fried Rice Genius No. 123".

As we all know, the conditions in all aspects of the Black Tower Space Station are top-notch, including the various cooking robots in the cafeteria.

But for some reason, the food cooked by these guys is of the type that "looks delicious, but is actually very unpalatable."

Even the latest fried rice robot that Estelle purchased could only make fried rice that was barely edible.

And the food made by this old antique that doesn’t even have a joke module... is it really edible?

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo took a deep breath and then began to comfort himself.

"How about... give it a try? After all, this is a memory bubble, not reality. We can't expect this to be perfectly replicated, right? Otherwise, Heita's childhood would be too pitiful."

As Jiang Mo thought about this, he mustered up the courage to put a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth and chewed it gently a few times.

The next second, Jiang Mo's originally calm expression suddenly became dull.

With just one bite, he seemed to see the entire process of the universe from its birth to its destruction, and even saw his grandmother waving at him from above the starry sky...

But fortunately, he only took one bite, and Jiang Mo quickly broke free from the illusion that was like eating uncooked mushrooms.

He grabbed the glass next to him and started rinsing his mouth, muttering:

"I knew it... You can't trust food made by robots! Even here!"

"I don't ask you to eat so much that your clothes burst, but at least you can let me eat it..."

Jiang Mo rubbed his temples with a headache, and began to worry about how miserable his future tutoring life would be.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit you?"

The voice of the black tower suddenly reached Jiang Mo's ears.

I don't know when, this indifferent doll girl has already sat next to you, eating the big universe fried rice in front of her with an expressionless face.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was eating the "dark cuisine" without changing her expression, Jiang Mo's mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"It's true that it's a little off-putting... So, Ms. Heita, starting tomorrow, can I cook?"

"Why bother? Why not just leave it to the machine? If it doesn't suit you, why don't you just enter a recipe yourself?"

"No... Miss Heita, it's not about the recipe, but the food prepared by the housekeeper is simply unpalatable to me."

Hearing this, Heita slowed down his eating speed slightly, and then continued nonchalantly:

"What a fuss... Isn't it good enough to be able to eat and replenish energy?"

"What's more, you can't make food that tastes better using the same recipe and the same seasoning."

“Instead of spending time pondering these things, it is better to spend all your time and energy on studying the ‘problem’.”

“As your ‘employer’, I ask you to do this.”

Chapter 5 Jiang Mo: Stop acting like an employer to me!

Hearing Heita's words, Jiang Mo frowned slightly, as if realizing that the Heita in front of him was slightly different from the Ms. Heita in his impression.

But he quickly smiled in relief, then slowly stood up and said meaningfully:

"Ms. Heita, this is the second 'question' I've given you since becoming your tutor."

"what is the problem?"

“Why is there a difference in taste between food made by humans and food made by machines?”

"This is impossible."

"Whether it's possible or not...we'll find out tomorrow morning."