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

With reluctance, Xinghe and the third month seven boarded the train that was docked at Xingchahai Wharf.

During the few days that the light screen was silent, they enjoyed a few days of carefree and peaceful life, which was a rare treat.

Perhaps because Huanlong's conspiracy was exposed in advance, the Great Lord of Annihilation naturally did not show up. They spent three days lying in ambush in Linyuan Realm for nothing, and they didn't even encounter a spark, let alone Suiyang. They even had trouble getting a barbecue.

Of course, they probably wouldn't have much of an appetite even with barbecue.

The commotion caused by Jing Liu's "inspection" of the Dragon Master was far too fierce and terrifying. It was enough to make people unable to eat or sleep even from halfway across the Lin Yuan Realm. Bai Lu, on the other hand, cried and rolled on the ground, wanting to go and observe in person, but was sternly refused by the newly arrived Ling Sha Si Ding on the grounds that it was not suitable for children.

However, thanks to their impressive achievement of "successfully intimidating Huanlong with just a few minutes of video footage, preventing him from acting recklessly," the group naturally received a warm welcome from Jingyuan.

Not only were Danheng's sins from his previous life pardoned, but there were also opportunities to form an alliance with Yu Zhao, a hero's tribute ceremony, a free purchase of weapons from the Shence Mansion armory (one item per person), and all-inclusive food and lodging.

The all-inclusive accommodation and meals option, in particular, received unanimous praise from Star and March 7th!

The two of them have been swarming through Jinren Alley like locusts or ravenous snakes devouring apples for the past few days, much to the alarm of the local diners. They feared their savior might be under immense pressure and determined to overeat there. Everyone praised Xingzhen, saying she looked like she'd just crawled out of a garbage can—what an amazing appetite!

She even drank three whole bottles of soda soy milk. Xi Lian and San Yueqi were very puzzled as to how she managed to get that stuff into her stomach.

But for some reason, Yanqing, who was assigned by Jingyuan to accompany them, always looked pained when he saw them eating and drinking, and the meals tasted bland to him.

It can't be that because Jingliu and Luosha called Luosha "Grandmaster Uncle" when they arrived at the station, all this money should be deducted from his salary, right?

However, Jingyuan's expression at that time was indeed quite interesting.

Of course, Walter's expression was also quite interesting.

"Burp~~! Uncle Yang, don't be disappointed. He and Xianzhou... burp! They have a deal to discuss..." Xing burped, looking longingly at Jinren Lane, wishing he could carry it onto the train and take it with him.

Walter, who had appeared so kind, suddenly launched a vicious attack, unleashing a barrage of powerful moves that left them all speechless. This terrified Xiao Xilian, instantly shattering her image as the matriarch.

They never expected that Walter would actually go for it! And since Uncle Yang was involved, they also participated a little bit.

Jing Yuan, Fu Xuan, and their group were stunned on the spot, their outstretched hands frozen in mid-air, speechless for a long time.

Rakshasa was incredibly resilient; he stubbornly held on until he was rescued by Kuai and sent to the Dan Ding Si for emergency treatment.

Although his weight had "slimmed down" from tens of kilograms to several kilograms by then, and he was a little difficult for forensic doctors to identify, it seemed like there wasn't a big problem.

Walter gazed longingly in the direction of the prison.

There was no other way; General Jingyuan was ordered by his superiors to escort Luosha to see Marshal Hua, so he had no choice but to act independently.

What's infuriating is that that guy is just as hard to kill in every world: "Alas... good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years."

The train embarks on a leap, its destination: Pinocchio!

Luo Fu's friends waved to him from outside the train.

Goodbye!

"Goodbye, I'll remember you all." Yanqing waved from outside the car window.

Don't come again anytime soon. Yanqing's heart was bleeding; those few people had consumed the equivalent of seven top-tier flying swords in a week! Just by eating them!

He might not be considered financially independent now, but he's certainly penniless... if you don't count the precious flying swords on that wall.

The general even took advantage of the situation, using an unequal treaty to completely control his spending habits. It was a truly miserable situation.

Pinocchio, Daydream Hotel.

The group received a warm welcome from all sides, as if walking a red carpet. Xing stood tall and proud, enjoying the enthusiastic cheers and praises from passersby.

Like a leader of a powerful force visiting, he waved and greeted everyone along the way, putting on airs. He even blew a few kisses in a very "approachable" manner.

"Don't be shy, everyone. Trust me! Nobody knows how to explore better than me!"

"I never expected that Mr. Sunday would personally come to greet the train? He even prepared extra rooms? We were even worried that the number of guests exceeded the invitation limit," Himeko said with a soft laugh.

Sunday politely said, "You're too modest. In today's galaxy, your presence is the highest form of hospitality. Even if we built an even more luxurious hotel on the spot, it wouldn't seem extravagant. Please, gentlemen..."

The timid young waitress Misha guided the group to the hotel, where they prepared to fully enjoy their vacation, which could be interrupted at any time.

Before leaving, Xing waved and said, "Hey old man, come visit the train sometime!"

"Old Japanese..."

The group relied on the Dream Pool and successfully logged in at the opportune moment.

Then, surrounded by a huge crowd of dream chasers, Xing successfully smashed a big crater!

Xing crawled out, her eyes trembling: "Isn't there any gliding devices like wind wings in this place?"

"Since both are worlds made of memory matter, it doesn't feel that different from the Tomb of the Nameless Titans." Xi Lian slowly descended, looking around at the brightly lit city: "However, it is indeed much more lively."

Just as the group was about to enjoy themselves, a familiar beeping sound suddenly rang in their ears, and a huge scene appeared in the distance.

—【Message: If this world is a prison, the cries of the weak only add to the noise. Why not let me consider the plight of all beings and restore eternal joy to this world!】

——【Cosmic Red and Black List, Red and Black List Levels: SSS!】

Everyone in the Milky Way shuddered and focused their attention.

Although there was a red letter, the black lettering was so glaringly obvious. The last company to receive this rating on the blacklist was Lagushi!

Although his highest level is only SSS, this is still amazing at first glance!

[Star: Oh my god! Not again? I've only been on break for a few days! I just arrived at the Star Event, and it turns out it's a meeting?]

[Fireworks: Oh wow? Another top player on both leaderboards? The ultimate Pro Max version of March Bunny?]

[Su Chang: Can this be given to the great god Xi Lian? It's a bit hard to chew, isn't it?]

[Yao Guang: No matter how you look at it, at least the Luofu Immortal Ship survived the invasion of the Annihilation Lord unscathed thanks to the contents of the light screen, and even managed to expose a few traitors. Continuing to watch can't hurt.]

[Black Tower: Hmm... Should I expect to reveal some amazing ideas? I'm both hoping to gain some inspiration and afraid of providing inspiration for my seniors.]

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the light screen unfolded once again.

Pinocchio, Golden Hour. On a deserted skybridge terrace near the Clockboy Plaza, a lone figure stands on the railing, gazing at the Pinocchio Grand Theatre floating in the distance. A mesmerizing light emanates from the pale blue magic circle.

[Star: Old Japanese? Are you the boss this time?]