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

Are you trying to make fun of me?

Xing's brows twitched slightly, truly taken aback by the bizarre scene before her.

But what she didn't expect was that something even stranger was yet to come.

She managed to exchange a few words with a few people about the route meeting. Among them, Walter, who was always reliable and steadfast and had a particular fondness for animation and giant robots, acted like... an honest, taciturn retired old man.

"I'm finding it a bit too much for the games of young people. The future stage is all yours."

With an attitude of being unable to integrate into the child's life and only able to watch from the sidelines, Xing even felt that it was perfectly normal for him to cough twice on the spot.

Is this still the same Uncle Yang who knocked her unconscious with a single blow on the space station, and then smugly pushed up his glasses to show off?

Looking at the cold-noodles-wearing little dragon beside her, he glanced at her and said boldly, "You look good. Xing, don't worry, no matter where we go next, I'll protect you."

Himeko, on the other hand, seemed somewhat normal, yet also the most abnormal: "Not prepared? How about a special coffee to calm down?"

"Everyone's feedback has been very positive."

[Star: Huh? So everyone's incredibly tough and a master liar. They're practically a bunch of talking steel plates.]

[Jingyuan: Sigh... If only Danheng were this outgoing and couldn't keep things to himself.]

[Kyoryu: If that were the case, there wouldn't have been such a huge mess.]

[Jingyuan: The mess you've made is no small matter.]

[March 7th: This...is too strange! Have they all been brainwashed by Changye Yue? How did they turn out like this?]

[Star: March, are you serious?]

[March 7th: Huh? What do you mean, I am March 7th!]

[Star: No, you... sigh, okay. You really are March.]

Xing felt extremely uncomfortable, as if she were in a horror movie and everyone around her had been replaced by some non-human mimicry creature.

Something's definitely fishy here!

After exchanging a few words, she made an excuse to leave and began wandering around the hotel, hoping to find more obvious clues.

As usual, the radio at the bar was playing the news: "This is the Interstellar Peace Broadcast. Good evening, viewers."

Xing nodded: "Hello."

"Here's a breaking news report. [Intelligence] Test Site XX has broken free from XX's entanglement."

"The Great Lord of Annihilation XX failed to be born as XXX had hoped."

"In the end, what saved Onpharos, besides the twelve XX, was one crucial XX..."

Xing nodded again; this was indeed quite realistic.

Xing quickened her pace, carefully examining everything around her that might be strange.

As I passed by an owl-shaped telephone, I was suddenly startled by a ringing sound.

But soon, a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.

Could it be that……

A lively and cheerful voice came through the phone: "Hello? Is this Xing?"

"Hehe, I knew you'd call me. You missed me, didn't you?"

Xing tilted her head, thinking to herself: Didn't you call first?

"Don't worry, we'll see each other soon, because..."

"The pioneering journey will continue forever."

After saying that, the call was disconnected, leaving only a beeping waiting tone.

Xing hesitated for a moment, then paused, "March..."

"That's not her..." A seemingly random female voice cried out anxiously in my ear.

A pink voice urgently said, "Don't be... fooled..."

[March 7th: Yeah, that's not me at all! It looks similar at the beginning, but I wouldn't... wait, I get it! This is all an illusion created by the Long Night Moon!]

[Su Chang: Ah? Is that really so?!]

[Qingque: ...You two, I'll definitely invite you to play against Emperor's Jade next time. It will definitely increase my win rate significantly.]

"hiss……"

Inside the Star Train, Hoshi's gaze towards March 7 was filled with tension. Danheng and Walter sighed in exasperation, while only Himeko smiled calmly.

"What's wrong with you guys...?" March 7th looked at the group's strange reactions, and then hesitated, "I... I guessed wrong?"

"Sigh...no, you guessed right, absolutely right." Xing sighed helplessly.

It's just a bit late.

She patted March 7th on the shoulder twice and said sincerely, "March, it's okay. Even if you continue like this, I will never discriminate against you. You will always be my best friend. From now on... eat more walnuts. Maybe there's still hope."

March 7th: "Huh???"

……

The light curtain slowly shifted, and Xing's plea on the phone on March 7th swayed back and forth amidst various senses of incongruity.

Suddenly, a pink voice rang in my ears, seemingly both near and far: "Partner, over here..."

The star stopped.

Which way? Could you please use a visually identifiable way to give directions? At least give me some directions.

Frustrated, she covered her head and thought to herself, "Some faint voices are talking to me. Where are they coming from?"

"Could this be another Taiyi dream? I experienced something similar at Pinocchio..."

Xing took a deep breath, encouraging herself: "I even escaped from Lai Gu Shi's prison. Stay calm, this time, I can definitely do it."

[March 7th: Speaking of which, Xing has actually been captured quite a few times. He's practically an escape master!]

[Qingque: By the way, what's this "Taiyi's Dream"? Is it a new ride at Pinocchio? @Sunday, perfect timing, you're here, little star manager, tell us about it! Our next vacation is coming up, we can't miss anything fun!]

[Sunday: Um... it's probably an internal hobby for a small group of people. There are many of these private clubs in Pinocchio. I... I'm not too sure.]

Xing let out a long breath, various thoughts swirling in his mind.

Is it to listen to the harmonious music, to capture the pink sounds, or to let oneself sink into depravity?

Which of these options is the correct one?

She tried to think about the consequences of "letting things sink into depravity".

But before she could figure it out, Sunday's voice whispered in her ear again. He sounded like he was about to collapse, but he forced himself to stay awake and said, "Don't give up, Xing."

At the same time, a pink voice urgently called out: "Hey buddy, grab my hand!"

However, the next moment, it was not reinforcements who arrived.

Instead, it was a crimson tide of memories!

"Ah..." Xing clutched her head in pain.

A disdainful and cold female voice echoed clearly in my ears, far clearer than the other two voices!

"【Harmony】and 【Memory】..." Chang Yeyue's voice was laced with sarcasm: "The two of you have truly formed a strange alliance. ♭"

Under the influence of the crimson power, Xing painfully opened her eyes, only to find that the "train crew" had surrounded her at some point!

Dan Heng's voice was hollow, hoarse, and devoid of any emotion, like a machine in human skin: "Have you found her, Xing?"