Chapter 86: Hey, Did You Hear That?

Hei Ta Kong Jian Zhan Zou Lang

Watching Xing Yi, with a look of "the heavy responsibility on his shoulders," follow Black Tower Lady and disappear around the corridor corner, San Yue Qi placed her hands on her hips, her powder‑blue eyes sparkling with moved light, and couldn't help but sigh again: "Ah, I really didn't expect… Black Tower Lady, so there's such a bitter past behind her. Fortunately, she still has such a good sister thinking of her."

Aisida, standing beside her, was completely bewildered.

The young Station Chief's face was full of confusion, and her petite nose tip still bore a faint pink flush from the earlier running.

"Sister?"

She repeated the unfamiliar term, as if hearing some far‑fetched tale, "Black Tower Lady… also has a sister? How come I've never heard of it?"

In her understanding of working for Black Tower, the space station's owner seemed like a miracle born out of the stars, utterly unrelated to words like "family" or "sisters" that are full of mundane warmth.

San Yue Qi looked at Aisida's completely out‑of‑the‑loop expression, and a desire to share exclusive insider info welled up.

She leaned toward Aisida, lowered her voice mysteriously, glanced left and right to make sure no outsiders were around, then whispered: "Station Chief Aisida, I see you're also someone Black Tower Lady trusts, so I'm telling you! You must never tell anyone!"

Aisida, infected by her mysterious aura, couldn't help but become nervous, nodded vigorously, and her curiosity was fully sparked.

Thus, San Yue Qi fully employed her storytelling talent that stemmed from deep‑frozen memories, retelling the story about "Black Tower's Sister" that Xing had conveyed, adding embellishments and dramatizing it to the utmost.

"Here's how it happened…"

San Yue Qi began in a mournful tone, "Black Tower Lady, she… sigh, didn't have an easy childhood!"

She vividly described a "round, chubby" Black Tower that looked like a little glutinous‑rice dumpling, how because of "body size issues" and "poor sense of balance" it was mocked and bullied by "misinformed bad kids".

"At that time, only her sister was there to look after her."

San Yue Qi's voice was choked, "But the sister also had lapses, causing Little Black Tower to suffer inner trauma, don a 'Mask', and become the unlikable speaker she is now! It's all self‑protection!"

She recounted how Black Tower, in a fit of pique, secretly boarded a passing Star Chariot alone, ran away from home, drifted through the Star Sea, and eventually, thanks to astonishing talent, became a Ling Shi, built the space station, and buried all her sorrow and fragility deep inside.

"Her sister regrets it deeply and has been searching for her!"

San Yue Qi concluded, eyes blazing, "She specifically asked Xing to bring a gift this time, hoping to make amends! Look at Black Tower Lady's reaction just now—she's definitely both happy and awkward! Who knows how thrilled she is inside!"

Aisida listened the whole time, mouth agape, her red lips slightly parting.

The amount of information was overwhelming; she felt her worldview was shaken.

She tried to overlay the Black Tower Lady she imagined with the "poor little thing" San Yue Qi described, and her brain's CPU nearly overloaded and burned out.

"Is… is that so?"

Aisida's expression was blank, her voice wavering, and she felt even the solid floor of the space station beneath her seemed unreal.

San Yue Qi, seeing this, adopted an "I get you" demeanor, patted Aisida's shoulder, and in a seasoned tone (?), said: "Ah, it's fine! Black Tower Lady's powers are vast; what she went through, what happened, we mere mortals obviously can't possibly know everything! That's normal!"

She felt she had perfectly explained Aisida's doubts and provided a reasonable footnote for Black Tower Lady's "unusual" reaction.

However, neither of them noticed that not far from them, behind a half‑closed door marked 【Spare Parts Storage VII】, a young clerk who had been goofing off and tidying inventory was now clamping his mouth shut, eyes bulging like copper bells, cold sweat covering his forehead.

(What… what did I hear?!)

(Black Tower Lady… has a sister?!)

(Childhood… inferiority… and bullied?!)

(In a fit of pique… ran away alone… roamed the Star Sea?!)

Each keyword felt like a heavy hammer striking his fragile heart.

This info is explosive!

What a huge scoop!

Can a regular clerk really hear this for free?!

His Reason String told him: shut his ears immediately, delete the memory, act as if nothing happened!

Is Black Tower Lady's privacy something anyone can just peek at?!

Do you still want to stay on the space station?!

But… his hand won't obey!

(Just… just post in a small group… the few of us who are close… they definitely won't spread it…)

Driven by an uncontrollable urge to share and a complicated mindset of "better to enjoy together than alone" (self‑destructive), he trembled, pulled out his employee terminal, his fingers fluttering like a draft, and opened the anonymous group named 【Today Also Striving to Be Rejected by Black Tower Lady】.

His fingers danced across the Virtual Keyboard, sending out the just‑heard, San Yue Qi "artistic‑processed" version in the most concise, eye‑catching keyword style:

【Breaking news!! Absolutely authentic!! Black Tower Lady has a biological sister!! Sisters apparently had early conflicts!! Black Tower Lady was bullied in childhood due to body size and balance issues, became insecure, then in a fit of pique ran away, wandering alone ever since!! Sister now asks the Train Group to deliver a gift for reconciliation!! Atmosphere on site is delicate!!】 (attached a 【Shivering. jpg】 meme)

The message‑sent success tone rang like a funeral bell.

In an instant, the chat group, which had only occasionally discussed work complaints and survival tips, fell into death‑like silence.

Like the calm before a storm.

Then—

【Ding!】【Ding!】【Ding!】【Ding!】【Ding!】…

Message notification sounds erupted continuously like explosions!

The terminal screen refreshed wildly at a speed the naked eye couldn't keep up with!

【WTF?!?!】

【Respectful? Fake? Black Tower Lady has a sister?!】

【Bullied?! Who dares bully the future Ling Shi adult?!】

【Ran away… No wonder Black Tower Lady is so independent! (Enlightened expression)】

【Is the source reliable?!】

【@Whistleblower bro, are you still there? Details! Please give details!!】

【(Anonymous) I think I also saw Black Tower Lady and that star from the Train Group tugging in the corner…】

【(Anonymous) +1, the atmosphere really is off…】

Panic, shock, curiosity, verification, and an uncontrollable gossip fire burned fiercely in this tiny anonymous group.

And the spread of information never stops at a small circle.

Soon, this gossip, which combined sensational elements such as 'sister ethics,' 'childhood trauma,' 'counterattack legend,' and 'emotional entanglements,' began to spread through the space station's internal network at an exponential speed, like a virus that had gained life.

【Research Department A Melon-Eating Squad】, 【Logistics Gossip Frontline】, 【We don't produce data, we are just bugs in the melon field】……

One by one, both open and secret chat groups fell.

In the process of oral transmission and textual retelling, the story was repeatedly embellished, with details constantly enriched (or rather distorted):

From 'being bullied' it escalated to 'having endured the malice of an entire childhood';

Then to 'Shocking! The unknown past of Black Tower! Due to innate physical defects and social obstacles, she suffered inhuman treatment in her hometown, endured hardships, and ultimately rose to prominence!'

And now it has become: '【Top Secret File】The Black Tower Core is actually a hulk of several hundred pounds?! Unable to bear the weight and haunted by childhood trauma, she split into a 'petite' persona and created the space station to conceal the truth?! Her 'older sister' might be the only one who knows?!'

And that mysterious 'older sister' also transformed from 'sending gifts' into a deep affectionate image of 'having silently watched over and secretly protected for years, finally summoning the courage to seek reconciliation.'

By the end of its spread, the versions had become so bizarre that they bore no resemblance to San Yue Qi's original telling, even featuring completely unfounded speculations such as 'Black Lady swore when leaving home that she would not return unless she became an envoy,' 'Her older sister is actually another reclusive envoy,' and 'The sisters fell out over competing for some ancient civilization's heritage.'

Almost all the staff of the space station, at different times and through different channels, came to 'understand' in various versions the unknown past of their lofty Black Tower Lord.

Everyone's face showed a mix of tension, excitement, and apprehension at knowing a earth-shattering secret, exchanging knowing glances, while the air was filled with a strange melon-eating atmosphere.

And one of the instigators of all this, San Yue Qi, still had no idea what kind of uproar her offhand sharing of that 'secret' had caused.

The storm had already formed in silence.

And Black Tower, at the eye of the storm, still knew nothing of it.