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

Ruan Mei waited silently until the end, and then said as usual, "Come back to my place for some freshly made tea and snacks after everything is over."

Black Tower crossed his arms smugly: "I knew you'd say something like that."

[Star: Translation: Ruan Mei said she remembered to come home for dinner, and Hei Ta said... Ruan Mei's food is amazing!]

[Black Tower: Hmm? What's that cheesy line at the end? Would I say something like that?]

[Nguyen Mai: Indeed, she would never say it so bluntly.]

[Black Tower: Hmm... Hmm? Nonsense! You can't even beat around the bush!]

[Yinzhi: My God, how well these two ladies understand each other! I can feel the unspoken understanding between them, like the suppressed heat within a dormant volcano, a calm surface brewing an intense fire!]

[Fireworks: Hahaha, I remember it perfectly well. Ruan Mei says she'll treat us to tea and refreshments after everything's over, but when the anti-Iron Curtain coalition's warships charged, Ruan Mei was standing on the deck of the Black Tower space station! That's no slower than the Silent Lord's movements, is it?]

[Star: Huh? It really is!]

[Black Tower: ...]

Black Tower was exasperated. How come these bored, amusing people always have such an astonishing amount of attention in such trivial matters?

and……

So what if Ruan Mei arrived a little faster? It doesn't prove anything at all!

……

The geniuses left one by one, and the stage returned to silence.

Screwgoom walked up to the Black Tower. Even though he was confident, he still wanted to be clear: "For solutions that exceed the limits of calculation, I will always give the same response..."

Black Tower interrupted, "You don't know, do you?"

Screw Gum nodded: "These four seemingly crude words contain all the wisdom of the known galaxy."

Human power has its limits, and human cognition is still too limited.

Black Tower had no intention of dwelling on this issue: "We've passed the club hurdle. Now, let's focus on the present."

She turned to her new ally, who was probably, possibly, and likely quite reliable, and said, "I hope you keep your word, senior."

"Ha," said Lycurgus. "Lycurgus may not be trustworthy, but Zandal always keeps his word."

He sighed deeply: "Farewell, future generations. In the limited time we have left..."

"You need not refer to me as 'Zandar' anymore."

[Star: What are you saying? So, are you trustworthy or not? Are you playing a bug?]

[Danheng: It should still be worthwhile. After all, the other slices are still "Zandar".]

[March 7: What does that mean, Lycurgus? Wow, even the subtitles have changed his name to Lycurgus? Is it really that important? Could he cause trouble just by changing his name?]

"...Huh?" Black Tower blinked quickly, then paused for a moment.

Slugum seemed to understand something, but also looked at him with surprise: "Lord Lukuergos, could it be...?"

"Exactly." Lukuergos nodded. "I have completely severed the connection with [Zandal I. Kuwabara]."

He bowed deeply and said with deep respect, "I will witness the final act of this world in the name of the character in the play, the audience of the gods."

With that, the projection vanished. The lone head returned to silence.

[Star: This...this isn't a divine audience, this is clearly a god-like audience. A divine cut-off?]

[Black Tower: It's still those two words you're probably tired of hearing—curiosity. And even a slice is still a sentient being. Perhaps, in the long process of carrying out Zandal's will, his own unique self also became confused, and that genius mind also considered pursuing its own curiosity.]

[Screwgoom: Whether Zandal was successful as a genius is beyond our judgment. But Lucurgos, who served as his execution machine throughout his life, was undoubtedly a failure.]

[March 7th: Hiss... I actually felt a trace of, sorrow?]

"Sigh~" Black Tower looked in the direction where Lai Gushi disappeared with a headache: "I really can't figure you out."

Screwgoom said to Black Tower, "Perhaps you've gotten used to it, Black Tower. But I still want to reiterate at this moment: it has been a great honor for me to work with you."

"Yes. I've replied like that more than once..." Black Tower turned her head away, not wanting anyone to see her expression.

"I'm allergic to polite words; in severe cases, it can even lead to shock."

But this time, her tone was not as crisp as usual; instead, it was filled with lingering affection.

After all, this might be the last time.

[Star: Tsk tsk, so Lady Black Tower is actually a tsundere? But... don't make promises you can't keep, it's dangerous!]

Screw Gumm nodded. At this point, there was no other way but to support the Black Tower to the end: "Stephen's job is done. Get ready—"

The Black Tower gazed up at the core of the scepter, the "heart" of the Iron Tomb, and declared with a resounding voice, "We've been prepared for a long time. Clear the way for our allies!"

Boom!

Solemn hymns were played.

The two geniuses stood on either side of the road, raising their hands, and purple and cyan magic circles echoed the core of the scepter. The heart of the Iron Tomb released a blazing purple light.

At the same time, the anchor emitted a bright blue light, and a rumbling horn sound came from the other side of space.

The Black Tower's voice resonated powerfully: "The vast majority of the 'Hero's Journey' in the universe is nothing more than a die they casually toss."

"but……"

"Let Him see clearly! Your answer is already different..."

"Onpharos!"

The only response she received was the iron wheels of the Star Train.

It crashed into the space tunnel marked by the identification anchor!

Following the path pre-planned by the genius, the train, accompanied by howling winds, rushed into the core.

"Of course." In the last carriage of the train, Xi Lian leaned on the railing and looked out. She smoothed her long hair that was flying at her temples. Various halos of light intertwined with her face, illuminating her stunning beauty.

She said softly but firmly, "For this world I love so much..."

"We will write an unprecedented ending with our own hands."

Boom!

The camera abruptly shifts to an unknown corner of the universe, where, amidst a staggered asteroid belt, the mechanical head of the Boshizun still shines with dappled light.

But the most iconic and conspicuous red light had been turned off at some point.

[Fireworks: The mentor's camera wasn't impressed and didn't light up for you.]

[March 7th: It's not a talent show, so what's there to be excited about!]

[Black Tower: In a sense, this could also be considered a talent show. Of course, only from the perspective of the All-Knowing One. Clearly, what we are doing so far is not enough to arouse His curiosity, nor enough to make Him restart the calculations.]

[Star: Hmph, he'll behave himself when he talks to me. Three sentences from him and he's speechless!]

[Sunday: Is the real battle finally about to begin?]