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

[Passerby A: Damn! We're just online friends, you've crossed the line!]

[Passerby B: It's okay, think positively. Even the savior can't do that.]

[Star: Huh? Who said that? Step forward! Send out star-laden dump trucks one by one, and send all those who slander me to the heavens!]

[Black Tower: Should I say that this is truly the kind of phrasing a senior would use? It's so humble, as if he's performing the highest level of Versailles, yet every word he says is the truth, leaving no room for rebuttal.]

[March 7th: I strongly suspect this guy is deliberately showing off, but I have no proof.]

The people in the Milky Way felt a chill run down their spines, their emotions like excitedly opening a lunchbox only to find a toilet in front of them.

They came with the expectation that the great god Xi Lian would descend to earth, and they were all prepared to worship him. But what happened was that a genius god appeared instead?!

No one wanted to know the purpose of his letter, but given the potentially severe consequences, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and read on.

Geniuses are a group of problem children, always trying to challenge everything in the world with the question "Why?" To outsiders, the "first genius" has achieved countless accomplishments; only he himself knows that every achievement is a failure, and the cause of each failure is called "curiosity".

[Dr. Truth: The first half is indeed true. But the second half... tsk.]

[Black Tower: Heh, heh heh.]

Black Tower's brow twitched. If you add everyone in the Genius Club together, it would be an understatement to say they've accomplished absolutely nothing!

[Pottior: I can't take it anymore! I can't even hold back a single word, and he throws this letter at me, all because of Versailles, right?]

Everyone in the galaxy shared his thoughts.

Every achievement is a failure... Which one are you referring to? Iron Tomb, Learned Scholar, or Xi Lian?

If these can be considered failures, then what are the rest of the galaxy? The worst of the worst? By that standard, no one in the galaxy, from ancient times to the present, has ever experienced what success tastes like!

Moreover, none of those who trembled before the Iron Tomb said such a thing, so what do you, someone who is invincible, mean by saying this? What do you mean?!

The people of the Milky Way felt they had been subjected to a tremendous irony.

It was as if one could see Lai Gushi's iron mask standing before him, politely saying, "May I ask you, sir, even the most foolish person, could not possibly fail to create a Star God in their lifetime?"

Damn!

The letter wasn't long; it quickly came to the last sentence:

I will not comment on the experiment itself, but Lurkors has already found the answer—failure is also an answer for us. In return, it leaves you with one last question at the system's core, rewarding your familiar curiosity.

But I will continue to seek.

—Another Zandal.

The chat group was completely silent for a long while:

[March 7: Oh, so I was telling you Regulus was dead. So it was another Zandal... another Zandal?!]

The people in the Milky Way remained silent, their scalps tingling with unease.

Good news: Lygus did not rise from the dead, and destruction will not return!

Bad news: Other Zandals are already secretly and quietly preparing another big event in some unknown place, ready to give Galaxy a little surprise when they least expect it!

"Ugh! I knew it! He never seems to have nothing good coming of his appearances, but it's definitely never a small matter!"

Inside the Starry Sky Train, Xing's eyes twitched.

She was far angrier than anyone else in the galaxy. After all, while everyone else was in just as precarious a situation, the chances of them facing Zandal directly were extremely slim.

But she couldn't escape; she always had to be on the front lines!

Xing shouted in a somewhat resigned tone, "Anyone want this 'protagonist' destiny? Take it now!"

March 7th whispered a reminder from the side: "That Xi Lian..."

"I...!" Xing's eyebrows twitched three times, and she gritted her teeth: "Zandar, you win."

What else is there to say? Even if your teeth break, you have to grit your teeth and bear it!

He is a female direct relative of a higher generation!

So you're really going to fight the machine head to the death, huh? Your ultimate goal in life is to explode with your eldest son.

Each of the Zandals truly possesses a unique skill, and their fighting spirit and patience are astonishing!

Didn't they say that the slicers each had their own ideas, some giving up and some compromising? Why does it seem like they're all rushing in one after another?

After venting her inner turmoil and cursing Zandal in various ways, she obediently returned her gaze to the light screen.

Lai Gushi left her with a question at the system's core...

On March 7th, he tentatively asked, "Um... are we going?"

"...I'm going!" Xing took a deep breath, knowing without even thinking that her future self would definitely go.

The Galaxy Clan took several deep breaths, then tightened their faces and looked at the light screen, waiting for Lai Gushi's final dance.

Come on, that's how it is anyway. They can accept whatever else comes up!

I guess so……

Within the light curtain, Xing arrived as promised, outside of mythology.

The Iron Tomb is dead. The crimson light and the unspeakable restlessness have vanished without a trace. The huge, winding pipes and cables are completely quiet, and there are even a few nymphs lying on them.

The investigation involves an old-fashioned television set that is emitting light.

This is a strange screen.

The last time she touched it, she had to fight Naragus until the heavens and earth seemed to darken...

"clatter!"

Press a button, and the shadow of Ragus appears beside you.

"Laigushi? Zandal?" Even though she had come specifically for him, the sight of his shadow still made her heart skip a beat.

The Shadow of the Ancients said politely, "Hehe, don't be nervous, Your Excellency—what you see before you right now is just a string of maintenance code at the system's core."

"Before revoking my administrator privileges, Lycurgus took a moment to mold me into shape and left behind a riddle—"

[Yao Guang: Here I am!]

[Black Tower: Is this a "gift" specially left for the little guy by the senior? Let me see it.]

The entire Milky Way took notice.

Everyone wants to know whether Lai Gushi left behind a powerful finishing move before his death, or... like Ros Goom, Xing will receive a legacy from the number one genius?

The latter possibility is not zero.

Of course, the former is not zero either!

The Shadow of the Ancients slowly asked, "In this experiment, what was the variable that truly caused the failure?"

[Black Tower: Could this question... possibly enlighten the little one's mind and give her some crucial insight? Or were we wrong before, and this isn't a test, but a quest for knowledge?]

[March 7: Zandal Seeking Knowledge from the Stars? That's a bit far-fetched, isn't it?]

[Yao Guang: Another Zandal has already said this is a reward. But thinking about this, does it really help Xing, who is personally carrying out the work of saving the world?]