Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Su Chang: Are there any reliable memory retrieval specialists in the group? By the way, lady named Black Swan, could you please help me delete this memory? I'll let you see whatever's in my head!]

[Gui Naifen: Changchang, isn't this basically getting something for free?]

[Black Swan: I'm sorry, I can't comply. I will never experience such a "precious" memory again in my entire life.]

[Dahlia: Hmm~ Even someone as daring as you has moments of fear?]

[Black Swan: Why don't you come? I'd be happy to play this on repeat in front of you, so you can enjoy it more.]

[Dahlia: I've already deleted it. I can't remember any of that memory at all.]

[Xia Die: That's such a pity. Such a deeply moving and poignant love, such an exquisitely crafted plot—it's truly a heartwarming gem. It's worth watching and savoring repeatedly.]

[Tail: No, where's the touching part? Where's the heartwarming part?]

March 7th: Don't mention it again. Compared to this, even "My Executioner" seems as innocent as a baby's first words! I don't want to think about it for even a second longer; let it go.

[Hanabi: So we've suffered for 60 years, and where's the intelligence? Hoshino just watched GG resurrect? Did we fall for the god of fun?]

[Jing Yuan: After unanimous confirmation from all departments in Luofu... we do indeed have intelligence!]

[Tail: Huh? How come I didn't notice at all?]

[Jing Yuan: Actually, that's not the case. If we summarize all of GG's actions and then omit 99% of the pleasurable content, we can indeed condense it into a key piece of information: The Purifying Golden Blood of the Destruction Star God resurrected Akivili.]

[Danheng: Is this really not something made up in GG?]

[Black Tower: No, the calculations from the simulated universe also indicate a certain degree of reliability. Remember that video introducing the Great Lord of Annihilation? That white-haired female swordswoman from the Immortal Ship will use the remnants of reproduction and the golden blood of the Star God of Destruction to revitalize the power of Taizyuros.]

[March 7th: Huh? Yeah, it seems like there really is such a thing!]

The chat group fell silent instantly.

Meanwhile, many people secretly wondered: How could the blood of the God of Destruction, who is the farthest removed from the image of healing and repair, have such miraculous effects in these areas?

[Potio: Hmm...that makes sense.]

What can we do if it doesn't make sense? At this point, are we supposed to let the whole universe admit that we've been tricked by Ah Ha?

After sacrificing a pair of good eyes that hadn't seen the video, what did they get in return? Just free entertainment for Aha?

Everyone's subconscious is resisting this outcome.

Therefore, they will accept any reason that isn't too outrageous. Not to mention, this information also has some merit and supporting evidence.

But this also raised another question in the minds of all the intelligent people in the universe, a question that was truly unexpected.

"Could it be that, in the process of pioneering and striving to avoid the end, destruction, by some twist of fate, will have a positive effect akin to turning the tide?"

"The Immortal Boat Luofu," Jing Yuan murmured.

In his view, this was not impossible. After all, Zandal had already planted an ironclad rule in their minds: Onfaros is the microcosm of the galaxy!

All abstract metaphors have a huge potential to become reality in the Milky Way.

Fu Xuan solemnly said, "No matter what, the only path we have is to actively prepare."

Then, she turned to Qingque and asked, "How is the Qiong Guan Formation progressing?"

Qingque: "I've already written thirty million words."

"Stop it!" Fu Xuan's forehead veins bulged.

Qiong Guanzhen's prophetic abilities are no joke. Although those thirty million words are definitely nonsense, just a few lines coming true is enough to annoy people!

"Pull the pipes, turn off the power, do whatever you want!"

"yes!"

"Sigh..." Jing Yuan looked at the chaotic Shence Mansion and the piercing wails from the streets, and then gave Dan Shu a deep look.

Suddenly targeted by a gaze, Dan Shu panicked: "General, what's going on?"

Jing Yuan said meaningfully, "Sometimes, blindness isn't such a bad thing."

"???"

But at that moment, the light screen suddenly hummed, and everyone shuddered as if they had been under some kind of spell. They then turned their necks and looked over with trembling cheeks.

[March 7th: No way? It's not over yet?]

[Tanuki Weekly Editor: Huh? Ms. Xuzhao, where are you going? This week's artwork isn't finished yet.]

[Phantom Image: Ahem, I... I'm going to the restroom, oh, just going to the restroom, hahaha.]

The light curtain ripples.

"The one-minute GG video is finished. Please claim your reward."

The mouse clicked on the "Welcome to the New Era" button. The screen shrunk completely, revealing that the video on the light screen everyone had seen before was actually a masterpiece on a computer in a dark room.

[Black Tower: No way...]

Black Tower's face darkened as he keenly realized a huge problem.

They had been speculating that this guy was Aha's work, but would Star God secretly make videos on a computer in a dark room?

[Black Tower: Have we failed this time?]

Before they could even rejoice at not having witnessed the construction of history, every single person in the Milky Way changed their expression drastically.

A certain emotion is brewing, and everyone is praying that something won't happen. The universe has become some kind of giant active volcano.

……

The light screen continued playing.

The computer was shut down, and the reflection on the gleaming screen showed the silhouette of a dashing woman.

She ended her live-streamed explanation of the comic, and holographic comments kept flashing through the air, such as "Akivili: I shouldn't be here.", "Star Train: Any resemblance is purely coincidental.", and "Waiting for the update of 'Fragrance of Herbs in the Wind: Today is also the crematorium'." All sorts of bizarre comments were everywhere.

At the same time, there was a loud knocking on the door.

The female editor's cursing voice came through the door: "Open the door! Don't let me find you drawing fanfiction in there!"

"You promised to submit the manuscript in three days, then another three days passed. Have some decency!"

"Open the door!"

Xu Zhao stood up helplessly, elegantly pushing up his glasses: "They really are debt collectors."

"What serious serialized story can compare to the gossip about celestial beings?"

When the editor showed up at her door, she, a seasoned veteran with countless experiences of delaying updates, strolled leisurely to the window.

Then, the short boot shattered the glass window with a single kick!

"Besides, if you don't drag things out until the last second, where will you get inspiration?" she muttered to herself, then grabbed the windowsill with one hand and leaped out, her long legs swinging and her hair flowing, leaving a stunning silhouette on the screen.

"You can't draw comics without this kind of awareness."

The light screen then went completely black.

The universe fell silent, and everyone's fists hardened!