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

"Not even cocoa powder! Don't—"

Before Jiang Mo could stop Heita, this genius girl, who had a sudden idea, poured half a can of cocoa powder into the meringue that was being stirred.

puff--

Accompanied by a muffled sound like a bubble being popped, the blender spewed out a brown "cloud" like a volcanic eruption.

The cloud only floated in the air for less than a quarter of a second before turning into a cloud of brown powder that flew towards Jiang Mo and the black tower.

Seeing that what had happened could not be undone, Jiang Mo subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Heita's pretty face which was slightly stained with flour, and then slammed shut the mixer that was constantly vibrating.

Powder like fine snow fell from between Jiang Mo's fingers and piled up into a small hill at the tip of the girl's nose.

"..."

Looking at the messy kitchen and the girl with flour and cocoa powder all over her face, Jiang Mo sighed helplessly.

First of all, he had to admit that Heita was very talented in cooking, just like she was talented in those academic fields.

But...it is precisely because Heita is too talented that the current...mess situation has occurred.

She never stops to think, which means she can never follow a recipe step by step.

This girl always comes up with some weird things - like the idea of ​​making chocolate cream just now.

But...it's understandable. With Heita's problem-solving personality, every time she comes into contact with a new field, she will automatically generate various problems for you to solve.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo sighed again, and then looked at the black tower in front of him with an evasive gaze.

"Ms. Heita, things like cooking and baking... don't really require a lot of divergent thinking. The best way to get a finished product is to follow the steps step by step, rather than resorting to fanciful ideas."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he gently brushed away the flour that had stained Heita's smooth brown hair. Then he gently held the girl's hand and whispered:

"I'm not restricting your creativity, my dear Miss Heita. I'm just worried you might get hurt."

"There are a lot of dangerous things in the kitchen. Don't joke with your health and life safety, okay?"

After hearing Jiang Mo's words, Heita was silent for a while, and then nodded gently, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Okay, I don't mean to blame you..." Jiang Mo wiped off some icing sugar from Heita's eyelashes. "Do you still want to do it? How about I teach you step by step?"

"Um..."

After getting Heita's answer, Jiang Mo gently put her hand into the dough, applying a little force while explaining to him how to knead the dough.

And Heita was listening very seriously, like a well-behaved student.

But...her eyes were not on the white dough.

But it was on Jiang Mo's equally white jaw.

For Heita at this moment, the attraction of having a lover by his side is far greater than the dough in his hand that can be constantly shaped.

......

Under Jiang Mo's semi-remote control guidance, Heita finally completed the first cake embryo in his life, and Jiang Mo once again took the first place.

Looking at the fluffy cake base in front of him, Heita blinked gently, then reached out and poked it, as if sensing something.

"Hmm? Do you think there's something wrong with the cake base?"

Heita shook his head, then raised his hand slightly and gently poked Jiang Mo's cheek with the same strength and the same fingers.

"Your face is softer."

The girl came to this conclusion very seriously.

"...?"

Jiang Mo blinked slightly, not understanding for a moment whether Heita was flirting or making some kind of academic comparison.

But...he can't care less now.

"So, with such a fluffy cake base, Miss Heita is planning to smear cream and strawberry jam on my face and then eat it?"

I don’t care about what you say, I’ll just treat it as you flirting, so I’ll flirt with you too!

Hearing this, Heita blinked first, then reached out and dipped his hand in the cream and strawberry jam at hand, and then drew a red and white mark on Jiang Mo's face.

Before Jiang Mo could react, the girl raised her face, stuck out her pink little tongue, and gently licked the sweet mark she had just drawn.

It was as if he was recreating his own reaction after Jiang Mo said the words "Try to treat me as a dessert" that night.

Feeling the wetness on his cheek, Jiang Mo blinked slightly, and his brain froze for a moment.

He expected that Heita would get closer to him after hitting the straight ball, but...

He never thought they would be so close!

What does it mean to lick it directly with your tongue?!

Could it be that in the past six months or so... the entry for "Black Tower Behavioral Researcher" has made her favorability towards me skyrocket?

But there is no need to worry too much. After all, Heita always listens to him, and a plot similar to that of the basement god of war should not happen to her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo nodded slightly. Just when he was about to say something to the talented girl standing right next to him, a slightly harsh alarm sound came from outside the kitchen.

"Mr. Tutor, Ms. Heita, two hours have passed since you entered the kitchen. According to the original procedure, it should be work time from now on."

The butler robot's voice was very gentle, but to the Black Tower... it sounded like a nuisance.

However, considering that the research progress of the "Spark Model Conjecture" has been stagnant for several days, it is time to move forward.

not to mention...

As Heita thought this, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Mo in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips.

As long as he is around, you can learn how to make a cake anytime.

"Let's go, it's time to advance the research progress~"

……

……

The 2-word update is over! (To be exact, it's 2.2 words, about eleven chapters in total) Because of some unexpected family matters and my tenosynovitis coming back, it's a little late.

The update after that will be to maintain the third and strive for the fourth, maintain the third chapter and strive for the fourth chapter (mainly because the old book still needs to be updated). When encountering key plots, I will try my best to keep writing and post as much as I can, because I will feel uncomfortable if I stop suddenly.

Chapter 63: Evolution of the Black Tower—Big Black Tower!

For most people in this world, changes in interpersonal relationships mean changes in lifestyle.

But it is obvious that Heita and Jiang Mo are a small part of it.

Even after establishing a relationship, research and occasional lovey-dovey intimacy remain the main themes of their lives.

The only thing that can be considered a "change" is that a cute doll girl will randomly appear next to Jiang Mo's pillow.

As for whether it will refresh or not, it all depends on the mood of Heita himself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looked at the girl who was leaning on his thigh and didn't want to leave at all, and asked softly:

"Ms. Heita, regarding the fact that we've only advanced about 1% of our research progress in three days... what are your thoughts?"

"Ideas? No ideas." Heita put down the academic materials in his hand, glanced at Jiang Mo, and then raised it again, blocking Jiang Mo's sight.

"After all, the goal is to create a mathematical model that can be applied to all situations, which is a huge project in itself."

"If you're not careful, you could end up like Hawkins, whose later years are uncertain. Of course, you have to think carefully before you act."

Although Heita's words sounded like those of a scholar who was giving up, her body honestly left Jiang Mo and slowly sat down at the desk.

Her birthday three days ago had given her the most precious thing in her life, so of course she had to "play" with it for a while before starting work.

not to mention...

If she didn't advance her research today according to her diary-writing routine, she would condemn herself again tonight.

As Heita thought this, he picked up the mobile terminal on the table and waved it towards Jiang Mo who was still sitting on the bed.

"These are the formulas I've compiled from these materials over the past three days. Please help me put them together~"

Looking at the densely packed formulas on the terminal panel, Jiang Mo felt his scalp tingling.

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"Never mind, I'll just consider it as paying off the debt I owed for being lazy these past three days..."

Jiang Mo shook his head helplessly, then sat down next to Heita as if he had acknowledged the fact, and began to perform his job as an assistant.

Almost at the moment Jiang Mo picked up the terminal, the transparent light screen that could free him from the heavy academic work appeared in front of him again.

[For you and Heita, the difficulty of the "Spark Model Conjecture" is obviously much higher than the "Solitary Wave Algorithm"]

[The former is to create a general model based on theory, while the latter is to deduce the process based on existing answers. The degree of difficulty is obvious.]

[But for you, difficulty is just a quantitative concept used to determine "the time it takes to solve a problem"]

[At this point, Heita and I began to work hard to derive the relevant parameters of the "Spark Universal Model", entering a state similar to turning a deaf ear to the outside world.]

In your original estimate, the derivation of Spark's general model would only take five years.

"But you underestimated the Black Tower's growth rate. With the massive computing power of Partivia's "academic legacy," it took you only three years to remove the word 'conjecture' from the project, turning it into a true 'Sparks Universal Model.'"

[Of course, the two of you didn't hesitate to share this great research achievement, publishing its complete derivation paper and usage plan to the public, once again causing a sensation in the academic community.]

[This time, the discussion about you two in the academic community is much greater than last time.]

[After all, the solitary wave algorithm only benefits those scholars who study futurology, while the Spark universal model benefits all scholars, so it will naturally bring you greater attention.]

[Of course, the release of Spark's universal model has not only aroused intense discussion among scholars, but also attracted the attention of some giants]

[Last time it was the Society of Knowledge, and this time it's... "Interstellar Peace Corporation"]

[As you expected, after you ignited the fuse of the "Second School War", the company quickly withdrew and took over the Polymath Society.]

You and Heita spent three years developing the Spark Universal Model, while they spent three years rectifying the order of the Polymath Society and putting it back on track.

After witnessing your and Black Tower's abilities, the company naturally wants to recruit you to expand its power.

Of course, as a beneficiary of the Second School War, the company is well aware of your attitude, so... they don't intend to restrict you, but rather to make a deal with you.

According to Ms. Zhenzhu from the Strategic Investment Department, this is a win-win deal, and today is the day for both parties to negotiate.

The text on the screen stopped abruptly here, and what followed was a tsunami of memory fragments.

Memories of the past three years flooded into Jiang Mo's mind, and then flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Feeling the throbbing pain brought by the influx of a large number of memories, Jiang Mo once thought that he was about to be sent to see his grandmother.

Fortunately, this extreme pain came and went quickly, and did not actually send Jiang Mo to see his grandmother.

"...Jiang Mo? Are you okay? Do you want me to talk to the company representatives and postpone today's negotiations? They need our help anyway, so it's okay."

Hearing Heita's cold voice, which had already lost its youthfulness, ringing in his ears, Jiang Mo opened his eyes with some effort, looked at the pair of crimson-purple eyes that revealed worry, and shook his head slightly.

"It's okay, Heita... I just had a sudden headache, but it's much better now."

Jiang Mo pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat forced smile, then reached out and gently rubbed Heita's face.

"Hmm~ She still feels as good as she did when she was little~"

Jiang Mo thought so.

Three years have not only greatly improved Black Tower's research capabilities, but also allowed it to grow from the "Little Black Tower" in Jiang Mo's impression to the current "Big Black Tower".

"Is it really okay?"

Feeling the hands moving back and forth on her face, Heita's little face turned slightly red, but she still did not forget to care about Jiang Mo.

"It's okay. Maybe I overexerted myself a bit recently trying to coordinate the data..."

Jiang Mo smiled bitterly. He couldn't tell Black Tower that this was because there were too many memory fragments at once, right?

Hearing this, Heita immediately slapped Jiang Mo's hand away angrily, and then said unhappily:

"Hmph, you told me not to use too much force before, but now it doesn't apply to you? Can you please take care of yourself..."