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

[Silver Wolf: The situation is encouraging. This little guy's growth potential is unexpectedly high. In this cycle of reincarnation, he's come to understand such complex emotions so easily. If this were a game, this stat would definitely be at its maximum.]

[Shut up, everyone! My words have come true: puns and double entendres are the universe's savior, without a doubt!]

[That Summer: Hasn't this junk been demolished yet?]

[Dan Heng: Let's get started. We're already looking for blueprints.]

[March 7th: Hehe, this cyber-themed daughter-raising experience is pretty good.]

[Star: This feeling...something's not right.]

"What's wrong? Isn't this supposed to be a steady improvement?" March 7th stared at her suspiciously. "You're not planning to pull another cheesy stunt, are you?"

"No, what I meant was..." Xing rubbed her head, her brows furrowed, frantically searching her mind for a memory that matched her inspiration.

She felt a strong sense of familiarity with that "save" sound, that soft, sweet voice, and that way of speaking that was somewhat distant from human speech.

I've definitely heard of it! But where was it from?

She recalled Demogue and Xilian's conversation line by line: "A little imp, long ears, furry claws... That's right!"

Xing was jolted awake as if by an electric shock.

[Star: I remember now! It's Mimi, that way of speaking, it's Mimi!]

[March 7th: Huh? Ah... Now that you mention it, it does look a bit like her. Wait, if Demiaoge has been imitating Xilian, and she also looks a lot like Mimi... could it be that the "Miss Xilian" we saw on the screen before, sometimes a pink elf, sometimes a pink-haired beauty in a wedding dress, was actually Demiaoge all along?!]

[Bai'er: This... it's hard to believe, but a lot of things make sense now. I knew I didn't remember Xilian having the ability to transform into a sprite. Although Onpharos are all data beings, they still have clear racial classifications.]

[Blackie: This... I don't remember... She was always... human.]

[Xi Lian: Hmm~~ My partner is indeed incredibly clever♪ You figured it out? But, it's such a distant future, there's no way I could know everything.]

[March 7th: Should I be happy?]

Everyone suddenly realized something: Could it be that "Xi Lian," who unexpectedly achieved the end of her memory in the scene "Episode 8," was actually the little purple cube in front of them who was still babbling?!

So, what will become of Xi Lian?

……

Everyone looked at the screen, and after shouting "save," the screen did not immediately turn black.

They were astonished to see that the seed of memory, or rather the original glowing cube of Demuse, changed and reshaped like flowing water, eventually settling into a completely new form.

It was a little elf with long ears and a fluffy tail.

She babbled in the direction where Xi Lian had disappeared, "Little fairy. Good friend. Hee, goodbye."

[Fireworks: Hiss... It's confirmed so quickly? Tsk tsk, poor little gray hair. So, does that mean she and the real Xi Lian have always just been... online friends?]

[Star: It's alright, rules are meant to be broken! Whether it's Xi Lian or Demuge, I'll save them all the same way!]

[Black Tower: The logic is sound, and some minor issues can be resolved this way. But this makes the senior's apparent indifference to all of this seem even stranger. Also, where did that book, "As I Write," come from? Considering the inner world of the scepter, its authority is far too high.]

[ScrewGumm: Speculation. There must be a deeper meaning, unknown to us.]

The cycle of reincarnation begins again and again, without interruption.

But this time, an unprecedented "bug" was exposed.

>>>δ-me13: amphoreusirontomb.exe runtime error.

>>> An unhandled exception occurred (3/3) Object name: "New...blank..."

>>>Philia093.exe is running.

[Star: What is this? The world of data is so boring. @SilverWolf, technician, come translate.]

[Silver Wolf: Tsk, don't treat me like a subordinate! The first line says there's a bug in Iron Tomb, the second line, from a code perspective, declares a brand new object and projects it into reality, probably meaning a life has been born. And the last line... your Miss Peach has come back to visit again.]

Xi Lian did not appear directly. Demiaoge reviewed the past records alone, while Taozi's voice played repeatedly in his ears.

"Even though you never speak, I know you're listening. Every story I tell is like a tiny key, unlocking a door in your heart, isn't it?"

Demogue, the new life now named "The Sprout of Memory" in the subtitles, proudly exclaimed, "Hee hee. Little fairy. Happy."

"Speaking. Simple. I can!"

Soon, Xi Lian arrived as promised.

"Once again, the epic has come to an end. Everything is quiet, just like right now."

Demogue obediently said, "Shh. You speak. I'm listening."

"This time too, let's sit together."

[Star: Xilian Radio is now broadcasting! Listen to Miss Xilian tell stories!]

[March 7th: Who is the child after all?]

Xi Lian smiled gently. Returning here again, she was filled with emotion: "Looking back, there was a time in the past when I seemed to be particularly sentimental..."

"Sentimental. Stories. Full of emotion!" Demogue still didn't understand that sentimentality was mostly related to tragedy. To her at this moment, all the abundant emotions were like the most sumptuous feast, making her mouth water.

Xi Lian shook her head and chuckled. Although the little guy was smart and quick to understand, there was always a feeling of talking past each other.

Perhaps this is what raising children really feels like?

She calmly recounted, "I'm always filled with anxiety, trying my best to find different memories, hoping to bring about a change to my unchanging fate and find the exit from this labyrinth."

"Peach. Strange..." Demogue felt the taste was off.

Seeing that she had noticed the sadness, Xi Lian smiled and said, "But now, I won't do that."

"Why are you unhappy?"

A cold, electronic voice interrupted: "Formatting process: 72.4236%..."

[Star: Tsk, process, messed up!]

Demyogo immediately became anxious and stepped forward, saying, "I'm here. Don't be afraid."

The scepter's electronic voice ignored this: "Error process, parsing..."

"Don't let it interrupt you," Demogue said firmly. "Keep sitting together."

[Star: Waaah~~ My child's grown up, and now knows how to protect Mommy.]

[Huaiyan: Oh? For a child, understanding how to protect and give is a huge and crucial step forward.]