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

[Fu Xuan: Judging from his words and actions, it seems that March 7th really intends to use his silver tongue to convince Changye Yue completely?]

[Saifei: Is this March baby really the type of strategist? How come I never knew it before? He hid it so perfectly!]

[Star: It's truly unimaginable that March could make Changye Yue surrender so easily with just a few words, and the Power of Oblivion retreat without a fight. I always feel that March should be in the position of being fooled.]

[Long Night Moon: You've underestimated March.]

[Hanabi: Huh? Aren't we sisters? Why are you taking her side? Isn't that a bit strange?]

[Xu Zhao: It doesn't matter, I've seen this kind of scene many times. So what if March 7th is truly wise in disguise? No matter how much the literary aspects are prominent at the beginning, it will inevitably forcefully turn to a fight to determine the winner.]

[Fu Xuan: That makes sense. Chang Yeyue can forcefully change the overall situation with her strength, so it wouldn't hurt to play along with San Yueqi?]

[Jing Yuan: Hmph... Fu Qing, how about we make a bet? I bet that on March 7th, I can truly persuade Chang Ye Yue to surrender with courtesy, using only my silver tongue.]

[March 7th: Do you think so highly of me?]

March 7th was flattered, even though she herself couldn't figure out how she, in the light screen, would achieve such a surprising victory.

[Fu Xuan: I won't gamble. General, your smile is as cunning as a fox; I won't be easily fooled.]

[Jing Yuan: Fu Qing is exceptionally reliable! Alas... it's a pity that I had planned to gamble with immediate retirement, but it seems fate has other plans. I won't be able to become a chivalrous sea patrolman and live a life of adventure soon; I'll still have to endure the toil of paperwork every day.]

[Fu Xuan: Hmm? Ha... General, I won't fall for such an obvious trick.]

[Qingque: The Grand Diviner is wise and insightful!]

[Fu Xuan: However... it is the duty of the Six Emperors to share the burdens and difficulties of the General. Besides, in this situation where victory is assured, it's fine to treat it as a game.]

[Qingque: Hmm? ? ? ]

[Jing Yuan: Good! In that case, if Fu Qing wins, I will petition the Marshal to abdicate and yield the position to a more worthy successor; if I win, then Fu Qing must never again bring up the matter of taking the position.]

Fu Xuan: It's a deal!

[Yao Guang: Ahem, Junior Sister, how about I add my own stake to the betting? I'll bet with Jing Yuan, using the position of General Yu Que to wager on the fate of your lazy, cunning, and troublesome subordinate, Qing Que.]

[Qingque: Huh?]

Fu Xuangang and Jing Yuan made a high five to swear an oath, and his eyelids started twitching again and again.

Something's not right. Why does it feel like these two guys are trying to take advantage of her?

Fu Xuan: No way. Senior Sister, whether you win or lose, it's all in your favor, isn't it? Making something for nothing in business is one thing, but it won't work here.

[Yao Guang: Sigh... I'm used to it. I should have pretended to bleed a little. What a pity...]

[Fu Xuan: Hey, judging from the current situation, I have a better chance of winning.]

"The position of general..." Fu Xuan fixed his gaze on March 7 and Chang Yeyue.

Who would have thought? These two are truly my lucky stars!

My long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled so abruptly? It feels almost unreal.

She didn't believe Changye Yue could be persuaded. After all, a yandere who could reason wouldn't be a yandere anymore, would she? Changye Yue had prepared for so long, and success was just around the corner. Would she really back out just because San Yueqi said she wouldn't do it?

Unless Changyeyue is possessed by the Azure Bird!

……

Chang Yeyue said expressionlessly, "Then tell me your reasons for being confident you can convince me."

March 7th smiled faintly: "The reasons are as simple as they seem, aren't they?"

She pressed her hand to her chest, recalling the people she had met along the way who had crossed paths with the Starry Sky Train—their kindness, their struggles, their voices and smiles, their joys and sorrows…

"Even just through the lens, I know that the love, hate, and struggles that happen in Onfaros are no different from those of living people."

Chang Yeyue chuckled at this; such a sentimental argument was truly impossible to convince her of.

"The topic has come full circle. I've already let Xing make a choice once."

"The weights on both sides of the scale are too disproportionate. In the face of the threat of destruction, trying to have it all... will only lead to two evils."

"But," March 7th and Long Night Moon locked eyes, "Have you considered this? What right do we... have to make decisions for others?"

"If the galaxy were a larger Ohm, inhabited by a [Caesar], then perhaps she could make decisions for everyone, weighing the two sides of the scale."

"But don't forget, we're just a group of 'nameless guests.'" She shrugged, her eyes clear and bright. "Even if people keep calling us 'saviors,' I believe Xing hasn't forgotten..."

"The meaning of 'exploration' is 'exploration, understanding, building, and connection'; it's about walking alongside countless worlds, not about being high above others and 'saving the galaxy'."

"..." Chang Yeyue opened her mouth, as if to say something, but surprisingly did not speak.

She seemed to be rendered speechless by clear logic, and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth seemed to express her feelings of pride and joy at March 7's growth.

March 7th said, "So don't try to use the idea that 'sacrifice is inevitable' to blackmail me. The train crew is immune to these baseless accusations!"

"Besides—I'm just giving an example—if Lady Black Tower wanted to, she could pull out an imaginary weapon at any time and blow this [Scepter] to smithereens."

[Star: Right! We may look like we're driving the train, but the problem train, which actually represents "annihilation," is always about destruction. Those guys like the Scholar-Gentleman, we're not gods who can just move the tracks at will, but rather participants in every story striving for a happy ending!]

[Himeko: Well said, Mitsuki. This is the meaning of the train's existence. The nameless passengers are still passengers; they will share the joys and sorrows of their hosts and offer help within their capabilities. We are never the believers in order; we will never forcibly arrange other people's lives. Mitsuki, it seems your progress is remarkable. Not only can you understand this, but you can even articulate it eloquently. Everyone will have to look at you with new respect.]

[March 7th: Huh? Hehehe, it's not that amazing~~]

[Jing Yuan: So, are we only meant to be fighters sharing the burden, refusing to be those who hold the levers of choice at the crossroads? Well, that makes sense. If the train were a one-man show where everything had to be done their way, they wouldn't have amassed such a vast network of connections. I didn't expect such a stunning answer; truly excellent!]

[Fu Xuan: What do you mean by "unexpected"? General, is your bet so casual? Or are you deliberately trying to lose to me?]

[Jing Yuan: Don't be so happy yet, Fu Qing. It seems you've already lost the first round.]

[Fu Xuan: Hmph, whatever. This isn't a game. Winning a debate won't change anyone's mind. If Chang Yeyue wants to, she can overturn the table in an instant.]