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

Black Tower crossed his legs, unmoved, staring intently in the direction of the light screen: "But things still need to be done by someone."

In the light screen, Black Tower led one of her companions and 0.1 enemies aboard the mistletoe ship to the very core of the scepter.

The area here appears even more fragmented than the outside, with the ground sloping upwards from the center, guarding the core of the scepter. The enormous sphere, a blend of red and black, resembles a giant, bloodshot eyeball, coldly watching over everyone.

The sound of a heart pounding was as loud as thunder, instilling in one an involuntary fear of the monster about to be born.

The group landed here, and Black Tower looked up at yet another "masterpiece" of his predecessor.

Behind her, the projections of Screwgoom and Ragus stood side by side, with Ragus's head placed behind them.

Screw Gum sighed softly, "Danger, oppression, chaos..."

Zandal let out a long, blissful sigh: "Ah... a beautiful cry. Soon it will echo throughout the Milky Way."

[Fireworks: Then a sound that made the Milky Way cry its heart out... Seriously, doesn't anyone think this perspective is particularly eerie? It's like Raikoushi was buried alive.]

[March 7th: Huh? Suddenly a question popped into my head. What's the point of Raikouji torturing himself like this? Isn't his greatest strength his brain? His body is just for moving and fighting, right? This self-harm isn't about silencing himself; it's about making it easier for others to control him.]

[Star: Wow! March 7th actually found the blind spot!]

[Shut up: It's probably because Lai Gushi wants to—get ahead.]

[Star: ...laughed in exasperation.]

Black Tower surveyed the surroundings for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction. "The view here is good. It's yours now, Screw."

As previously agreed, the screws were used to set up the identification anchor.

Lai Gushi seemed to understand: "I see. It seems your backup plan requires a scepter and a genius's head."

Black Tower glanced at him: "Anyone with eyes can see that."

Screwgoom respected the Black Tower's choice, but he still couldn't help but reiterate: "Black Tower, you know my stance: whether you succeed or not, your plan plays right into the hands of [Destruction]."

Instead, Ragus spoke up for Black Tower at this moment: "Ross Goum, can't you see? Her chances are slim, but not impossible."

Black Tower turned around and said impatiently, "What are you babbling about? If anyone else wants to stop me, hurry up, I'm in a rush."

Screw Gum sighed.

How can a genius be persuaded to stop doing something they want to do?

Moreover, this matter also has the approval of both curiosity and conscience, which is something even the most learned person couldn't sway.

"No words..." Black Tower chuckled, "I'll take that as a yes. And you, Zandal?"

[Star: So you're starting to call him by his first name now. But, does his opinion really matter?]

[Black Tower: It's just routine. An opportunity to showcase Ms. Black Tower's magnanimity—I certainly can't let it pass. Besides, the enemy's rejection of me proves I'm right, doesn't it?]

[Silver Wolf: Let's leave the latter aside for now. The former... Black Tower, a broad mind? Haha, putting those two words together is truly laughable.]

Lai Gushi remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged: "As an adversary, I sincerely hope you will stop."

After saying that, he immediately changed the subject: "But as fellow practitioners of intellectual knowledge, if your flashes of inspiration can bring more variables to the argument... I don't mind witnessing it firsthand."

[That Moment Xia: Hmm, I guess that's just like him? His curiosity is so strong that he wouldn't care about his own death, he'd even dare to watch his own misfortune.]

[Silver Wolf: Black Tower, he didn't object.]

[Black Tower: Even the enemy agrees, so isn't Lady Black Tower absolutely right?]

Silver Wolf: ...

Black Tower said no more and headed towards the anchor of recognition.

She handled it with effortless ease, as if it were just a trivial matter, but Screws couldn't help but proclaim the foreseeable future: "You will trigger a chain reaction of destruction..."

Lai Gushi also generously contributed his wisdom: "But you will also become a perfect scholar, the probability... is one in ten thousand."

The black tower gently stroked the switch of the engraved anchor.

Laigushi's obsession with curiosity deeply moved her, and she silently murmured to herself, "[Curiosity]."

She calmly gazed at the core of the Iron Tomb, which resembled a black sun in the sky.

"Even after so much time has passed, after countless failures, and even when the most disastrous moment in the machine head's calculations arrived—a moment that could not be reversed..."

"The darling of intellect, the genius people talk about..."

She couldn't help but sadly ask herself, "Is curiosity the only emotion we have?"

"Hmph. Not so bad."

[Star: The Black Tower is still too kind. Zandal wouldn't even consider this kind of problem.]

[March 7th: If the train hadn't come, she probably would have sacrificed herself and become Emperor III.]

Black Tower gave a self-deprecating laugh, then his expression suddenly turned resolute.

"Now, let the lock be the key!"

The anchor started with a clang, and the voice of the Black Tower traveled through the vast universe, reaching the ears of "colleagues" in various places with almost no time difference.

"Geniuses who wander among the stars, the galaxy has reached a critical juncture of life and death!"

"I, the Genius Club #83, Black Tower, issue you a summons—"

"I demand an immediate club meeting—to serve the grandest cause with the most comprehensive vision!"

Eight glowing crosses were arranged in a row in mid-air. Each one represented a genius.

[Star: Can we call in more players? Why didn't you say so earlier!]

[March 7th: By the way, are these all the geniuses? If we include the ancient ones, there are only eleven in total?]

[Black Tower: The club has spanned 20 years since its inception. Eleven players already represents a remarkably large number.]

[Sunday: Given the moral standards and organizational skills of these geniuses, will they really come?]

[Black Tower: That's the problem; they'd better not come!]

[Star: Huh? Is this a reverse recruitment?]

Lai Gushi crossed his arms, not optimistic about the outcome of her actions: "As far as I know, the club's bylaws never include the word 'unity'."

Screws couldn't deny it: "Indeed. The conference has only been held three times in history."

"The first time, there were two attendees; after the assassination of the Emperor, there were seven attendees; the second time, during the great prosperity, there were five attendees."

"How many people will respond this time?"

[Star: 20 years, 3 gatherings? What's the difference between this and just a coincidence? And this first time... does that include the founding day too?]

[Black Tower: Of course there's a difference, the probability isn't as high as that one.]

[Fireworks: I bet there are at least three people here this time!]

[False image: You have really good eyesight.]

The moment the words were spoken, the cross-shaped star went out.