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

[Star: This... is an enormous undertaking. It's already gone through 8128 cycles, but Little Demgo has only just begun to show a hint of life; it still feels very much like a machine.]

[Black Tower: That's already amazing. Even the most ordinary home computer can process hundreds of millions of words per second. Xi Lian relied solely on dictation, which is due to luck, unwavering willpower, and, most importantly, the powerful performance of this scepter.]

[Xi Lian: Haha~~ Don't you guys think it's a very interesting thing to personally transform a naive little life into a soft and cute beautiful girl? Even though we don't know how many years it will take, I can see that glimmer of hope, that glimmer of light.]

[Star: That makes sense! The Demosisto song imitates its companions, which means... I'll have two companions in the future? And one big and one small, that's awesome!]

[Firefly: Hmm? Wait a minute! Is this part in the script?]

[Fireworks: Little Raccoon, your idea is dangerous!]

[March 7th: Hmm... If Xing weren't a woman, I'd suggest we start using electricity right now.]

[Silver Wolf: LOL, drag out that yellow-skinned rat from some game and unleash a 100,000-volt attack!]

The light curtain is operating smoothly.

Before Xilian arrived, the only thing Demyogo could do was look through "records about peaches".

By accessing the file, you can hear the familiar voice again:

"As long as I write down every page of the story and tell it to you..."

"Onpharos will not be abandoned."

Demosisto was not satisfied with these; he used his powers to search for information: ">>> Search: [Records]"

"Electrical signal sequence: PoleMos600. Path: Dispute."

Demosisto pondered deeply: "Related meaning: steamed with rice flour; Note: delicious."

[Bai E: Pfft~ Huff~]

Bai E looked at his wild and burly brother with a mischievous grin.

Delicious? Him?

Well, the pieces of shank are quite large, but I wonder if Demook has a mouth and whether he can digest them.

[Wan Di: What are you laughing at?]

[Bai Er: Haha~ I wasn't laughing~ Pfft!]

[Wan Di: You've been laughing the whole time, you haven't stopped!]

Demosisto brought up another line of information: "Electrical signal sequence: SkeMma720. Path: Rationality."

Related: pear, apricot. Note: Both are flowers.

[That Summer: Thank you, but next time please associate it with the Earth Beast.]

[March 7th: Is this scepter really meant to calculate the first cause of life? How come every word seems to veer towards food?]

[Shut up: Haha, the word for rationality sounds like "pear" and "apricot" in Chinese, which is quite amusing.]

[Star: Shut up!]

[Shut up: I have one more thing to say. Demosisto, I have high hopes for you. You'll definitely develop the world's greatest sense of humor and forge ahead along the established path!]

[Star: That child's life is over!]

Xing looked at the messages in the group chat, her eyes filled with unbearable sorrow.

Does this guy even know what he's saying? Using the crystallization of Zandal's wisdom, a part of the body of the All-Knowing God, to train a super-invincible, fully enhanced ultimate shut-up core?

If this really succeeds, wouldn't Demosisto be about to crack a lame joke that makes the entire galaxy "whistle in the north wind and snowflakes flutter down"?

"Wait a minute..." Xing's eyes twitched, and she inexplicably thought of the B timeline where Xi Lian was filled with great sorrow and froze the universe.

Is this also part of the end times?

……

As he flipped through the records, he finally arrived at the line that Demuse was most interested in: Electrical signal sequence: Philia093.

Like a primary school student sitting in a classroom, she awkwardly and diligently recited the unfamiliar words: "Related words: sorrow, short, love..."

Note: Does peach equal love?

[Feiying: What?! How did they manage to get here?]

[The Path to Immortality: The entire process is wrong, but the result is entirely correct? That's outrageous!]

[Narrator: Detective, it's incredibly difficult to believe you're saying that.]

[Xi Lian: Perhaps, this is what they call a miracle?]

[Shut up, everyone. Let's consider another possibility: that... puns and double entendres truly contain the most profound inner logic of the universe. The Song of Demosis is the culmination of this!]

[Xing: Stop trying to feed her weird ideas. She might be watching from under the light screen too! Uncle Yang, let's just shut up.]

[Walter: I've wanted to do this for a long time.]

As the light curtain shifted, Xi Lian arrived as promised, only to depart again as the scepter procedure was underway.

"It seems it's time to say goodbye again."

Demogue said smoothly, "Goodbye, Peach."

[Fireworks: Oh wow? The sense of life has increased?]

Before parting, Xi Lian flipped through the book, Ruwo's ​​Book, which seemed to never grow thicker but faithfully recorded everything, and couldn't help but sigh: "Unconsciously, this book has recorded too many joys and sorrows, and each page has become heavy."

Demosisto, oblivious to the situation, simply corrected them naively: "Conclusion: Books are light, not heavy."

[Qingque: Ha, this little guy still hasn't had a proper school experience. My schoolbag weighed over ten pounds by third grade. By middle school, the stack of test papers I'd done was taller than me. How could books be light? Hey? Do you think if you sent Onphalus a whole team of teachers from elementary school to doctoral level, wouldn't Demogue progress incredibly fast?]

[Star: Hmm... I'd love to see my friends' burdens lightened, but why does it feel like doing so would make Demogue's "childhood" incredibly miserable?]

[March 7th: Hey? Oh no, you're saying our three little ones on the train are all practically dropouts, like they skipped prenatal education?]

[Dan Heng: ...I spend most of my time studying at think tanks, so please don't include me.]

Xi Lian smiled faintly, offering no rebuttal: "When I received it, I also began to feel uneasy..."

"Peach, are you worried?" Demogue still couldn't understand much, but there was already a hint of concern in her tone.

The scepter's cold, perceptive tone arrived precisely on time: "Formatting progress: 94.423%..."

Xi Lian's smile turned to helplessness: "How many times has this happened? It faithfully performs its mission: rings, formats..."

Demogue asserted in a sweet voice: "Conclusion: The process is bad."

[Star: Hmm? That's right, baby, you've learned it! Peach, great!]

[Fireworks: Oh, Mr. Clear Broth! But to be fair, this little guy is kind of cute, like an artificial intelligence with intellectual disabilities right now. It's actually quite heartwarming when he suddenly makes progress. Hmm... if the super AI development program were broadcast live at Two-Phase Paradise, it might become a huge hit! Too bad, it's already been broadcast throughout the entire universe...]

[Xi Lian: Hmm~~ It seems their work has indeed yielded some results.]

Xi Lian gently stroked the heavy book. Even someone as cheerful as her couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy after countless reincarnations: "If in the end, every time I pick up my pen, I can only write the same ending, then this weighty epic..."

"Could it be just a naive dream?"