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

[Yao Guang: To put it simply... Ti Bao unplugged the network cable, Heather hacked the Task Manager, and Kerudela destroyed the firewall; Sai Fei'er messed up the instruction set, Aglaia ran a repetitive equation, consuming the CPU in useless places, and Na Ke Xia popped up a bunch of pop-up windows, causing GG, closing one only to have two more pop up; Feng Jin ran into memory overload, Xia Die kept stopping processes, and Wan Di randomly deleted BIOS files, making it impossible to restart and fix bugs; Dan Heng copied 1800k high-definition videos countless times, filling the hard drive to the brim with no extra space, and San Yue Qi changed the clock order, so even if various programs could run, they were running around like headless flies. Tsk tsk tsk, with this kind of combo in the Qiong Guan Formation, it's almost like a blind formation!]

[Star: Now that you mention it, I understand. This computer really is no different from a big lump of metal. If my computer suddenly became like this, I would definitely be so angry that I would smash the keyboard and smash it to pieces with a baseball bat!]

[Black Tower: Iron Tomb's internal organs are all terminally ill, yet it's lying in the ICU and almost dragged Galaxy down with it... The senior's coding skills are truly terrifyingly profound.]

[Undying Path: Just listening to this makes me incredibly sad. Compared to the Iron Tomb, my little injury is practically a massage. Nanuk was such a damn good partner!]

[Fireworks: Poor Iron Tomb, so tragic~~]

"Yeah, that's really tragic," the Galaxy Clan muttered to themselves. "But why do I feel like laughing so much? Hahaha, thank goodness! This guy finally got his comeuppance, hahaha!"

Everyone was overjoyed. They had been tormented mentally and physically, and upon learning that Tie Mu had died a horrible and gruesome death, an uncontrollable sense of schadenfreude arose within them.

The Milky Way was filled with a joyful atmosphere for a moment.

—[Next: "Listen, the death knell for geniuses has tolled. Let me be number one again."]

The headline suddenly appeared, and everyone's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

[Star: I really am...]

Xing threw herself onto the sofa, exhausted...

Even the title "March 7th" is understandable.

Lai Gushi... is still alive!

The only thing that seems like good news is that this time the target doesn't seem to be them.

Pshaw, who would believe that!

Strictly speaking, the Iron Tomb's spear wasn't even aimed at them, but they couldn't even withstand the aftershocks!

……

Black Tower drank half of his coffee, then his expression suddenly turned sour.

Thinking of the "Big Black Tomb" from another timeline, why does this title feel so malicious towards her?

[Qingque: Lai Gushi, you're attacking Boshizun again? Can't you take a break? This wave just subsided, and the next one is already here? Is work really that enjoyable for you?]

[Laigushi: For a dead man, this is my only mission; the concept of work and rest does not exist.]

The people in the Milky Way were speechless.

Silently cursing in my heart: Polka, you loser! You're so arrogant to others, but how come you can't even beat a slice of Zandal?

From the start of the anti-Iron Tomb coalition, she was nowhere to be seen throughout the entire battle. Needless to say, she was definitely sliced ​​up and ganged up on!

With a feeling of almost laughing in exasperation, everyone stared at the light screen with dark faces.

"Oh God, please don't give me another test like this!"

Xi Lian's light arrow destroyed the last piece of the Iron Tomb virus.

The voice of Screw Gum, like a narrator, appeared: "The conclusion is beyond doubt; the answer from the Wise One is not [destruction]."

Somewhere in the unknown universe, the crimson light of the God of Intelligence slowly dimmed, entering standby mode. The battle had undoubtedly come to an end.

Screw Goom added, "But He remained silent, placing the responsibility of finding the answer within the galaxy itself."

"The universe will continue to search and struggle for survival."

"Faced with destruction, it may once again face annihilation..."

"But the stars will always rise up and embrace existence again."

[Star: In short, the machine head has stopped thinking.]

The scene slowly pans to the top of the Dawn Cloud Cliff of Onpharos.

No local residents lingered here; only the two mechanical geniuses, Screwgoom and Legus, stood side by side.

"It's over, Lycurgus."

Lai Gushi sighed deeply, looking lost and dejected: "Yes, yet another failure."

"How is Lady Black Tower?"

Her attempt to connect with Bo Shizun without proper preparation is tantamount to suicide.

"She's alright," said Screw Gum. "The company is monitoring her, and we believe she'll recover soon."

Lycus nodded: "To connect the mortal body with the scepter and look directly at the star goddess—I respect her."

"I still vividly remember witnessing the terror of a gaze that crushed the world."

[Black Tower: You're too modest. You're not as worthy of "respect" as I am.]

[Star: Something's not right, something's really not right. His utterly despondent look doesn't seem like he's plotting anything big.]

[Yao Guang: So, do you dare to let your guard down and run back to bed now, pull the covers over your head, and go to sleep soundly?]

[Star: ...I wouldn't dare.]

Screw Gumm said, "It's not hard to imagine why you chose [destruction]."

His prosthetic eye gleamed. Gazing at Onphalus as the smoke dissipated and dawn broke, at this moment when everything was finally over, and he could finally withdraw his wisdom from the necessary but loathsome practical work, he asked:

Question: Was it all worth it?

This question might only elicit scorn from Raygus or other villains; while other members of the Anti-Iron Tomb Alliance might not even bother arguing with Raygus, as getting rid of him is the only sensible thing to do.

But it was different for him.

He was an outlier in the genius club—of course, all clubs are full of outliers—as an AI, an AI that thinks through logical operations, he placed great importance on the pursuit of emotion and morality. This was an inherent part of his intelligence, and could not be erased.

Therefore, after learning that Zandal, the founder of the club, had committed such heinous acts, I kept this issue to myself and felt compelled to speak out.

Now, I finally have the chance to confront them face to face.

Laigushi shook his head: "Discussing its value is pointless. This is the fate of Zandal I. Kuwabara—"

"The first driving force behind the beginning and end of the universe, the first genius, and also the first loser."

Slugum was very dissatisfied with his attitude and immediately changed his tune, pressing for details: "Correction: I was asking Luke'ergos a question."

"..."

After a long silence, Lai Gushi finally spoke: "I don't know how to measure the value of satisfying curiosity."

"But in its presence, all the bitter fruits I have sown seem to turn sweet."

Screwgoom interrupted, "But your fruit was watered with blood—"

He persistently asked, "Answer me, was it all worth it?"

[Star: Answer me! Look in my eyes!]