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

[Star: How can I let my partner bring himself to kiss me?!]

[Sunday: ...Putting aside the fact that you made such a significant judgment based on just one meeting, in your eyes, is my value limited to being merely food?]

[March 7th: Exactly, your focus is weird! Think about it, we were just "invited" in by Sunday. He was so polite just now, but now... oh my god, was it a trap? The moment we lay in the Dream Pool, we were already in his grasp!]

[Black Tower: Mr. Sunday, the importance of the train crew to the world today is self-evident. Surely you wouldn't make any irrational choices that would put everyone in a difficult position, would you?]

[Yao Guang: Mr. Sunday, you're a smart man. You wouldn't want the star of the grand event to become the star of war, would you?]

People around the world have expressed their support and urged Sunday to be kind.

[Gold Sand: Heh, if the Asdna system returns to its original function because of this, that would be interesting.]

[Fireworks: Let's fight! Let's fight!]

On Sunday, I was overwhelmed with problems and looked completely bewildered at the chat group.

What a coincidence! The train crew had just landed when he was about to be exposed?

However, judging from the scene, it shouldn't be that they're directly exposed yet.

Moreover, he also has a substantial cover.

[Sunday: Everyone, I understand you've all been a bit overly sensitive after all the torment we've endured, which is perfectly normal. But this is just a glimpse of someone's back; why immediately label me as someone on the list? Besides, I did my best to help the Star Train during Onpharos. So, I'm probably just a plot character with some connection to the story.]

[March 7th: That seems... to make sense? He almost got plucked clean like a black swan trying to get the star from Chang Yeyue. Besides, the big boss appearing in one scene doesn't seem quite right.]

[Black Tower: In that case... that's for the best.]

[Sunday: Phew... Thank you all for your rationality.]

[Star: By the way, why does the background in the light screen look so familiar?]

Xing glanced back at the golden Clock Boy statue, then looked at the skybridge platform behind her.

"Isn't this the place? A pilgrimage to a sacred site?"

In the light screen, Sunday noticed the clattering of high heels behind her and sighed softly.

The robin climbed the steps: "Brother, I'm back."

Sunday's solemn face instantly softened into a gentle smile, but he didn't turn around: "Welcome back. How are the performance preparations going?"

"It's alright, don't worry."

"[Alright]?" Sunday frowned slightly: "Yes, that's not good... You are the pride of the family, don't let those unnecessary emotions affect your perfect rhythm."

The robin seemed to sense her brother's underlying negativity: "Brother, you look a little down... What happened? Is it about the guests who received invitations from [The Watchmaker]?"

Sunday glanced at her sideways, her tone still calm: "Yes, I received reports... [Death] took some of them. Perhaps it was orchestrated."

As if realizing he had been somewhat out of line, he added, "Ah, sorry. I forgot you just got back and probably don't know about this."

[Star: Death? Someone died in Pinocchio? Wasn't this supposed to be a dream world? Is it okay to just die like this? That's what I came here for! What a disappointment…]

March 7th: You...

[Xi Lian: I always feel that Mr. Sunday, although he discusses very private matters with Miss Robin, seems to have a subtle, almost imperceptible, wariness towards her. Is it just my imagination?]

[Robin: No, brother's attitude is indeed very strange.]

[Yao Guang: An assassin capable of killing in dreams...tsk, speaking of which, what exactly happens when you die in a dream? Does consciousness simply vanish and the body slowly decay? Or is it just a concussion, from which you quickly recover?]

[Sunday: To be honest, this has never happened before, and we cannot draw any conclusions.]

[Long Night Moon: Oh? That's very interesting. It seems you "pay great attention to safety" and have never had an accident while exploring dreams? Or perhaps you Harmonious Travelers have seized some uncontrollable power in order to create dreams?]

[March 7th: Could it be that he is a pure child free from defilements?]

[Sunday: Everyone...you're joking.]

On the screen, a sorrowful look flashed across Sunday's eyes as he muttered to himself, "I don't know when it started, but a nightmare called 'death' has descended upon Pinocchio. It attacks people indiscriminately, bringing spiritual death to everyone equally..."

"But in the beautiful dream constructed by the family, no misfortune should occur. It severely disrupts the order and peace of the dream... How hateful."

His voice remained steady, but anyone could hear the turmoil of anger emanating from it.

The robin's heart skipped a beat: "This has happened... has someone else been murdered?"

"Yes, there are two in total. One is a stowaway..."

"And..." Sunday drew out his words, slowly turning around, his gaze on the robin as cold as a knife: "You."

[Sunday: Who?!]

[Star: Who? Hey, old man, how come you're faster than me?]

Having just caught his breath on Sunday, he slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his eyes blazing with fury. The emotional turmoil he felt when he almost exposed himself was completely incomparable to what he was feeling now.

"How dare someone be so audacious!"

The killer doesn't want to live anymore?!

If the scene in the light screen is the same as reality, then the entire Asdna galaxy should be shrouded in the Dream of Taiyi.

But how could someone bypass his surveillance and brutally murder his sister?

"Who is it? Could it be that mysterious person who indiscriminately sends out invitations under the guise of a watchmaker?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have invited so many people, since these are all variables.

Sunday narrowed his eyes slightly, then quickly shook his head: "But if the watchmaker is behind it all, he shouldn't stoop to such despicable means. Who is it?"

"There's no time to think about that." He immediately dialed his sister's number: "Robin, find the nearest room and lock the door. Don't come out. I'll immediately send the Oak family members to drop everything and come protect you. And don't open the door to anyone until I arrive. Understand?"

[March 7th: Miss Robin, murdered? And standing before me is...!]

[Star: Could this "fake robin" be the real mastermind? He killed his sister, and now he's here to kill his brother?]

Star looked around and realized that the spot where March 7th was standing was exactly the same as where the false robin was standing.

[Star: Outrageous! How dare you kill someone right next to the train crew? You've got some nerve! Didn't you even bother to find out who we are?!]

Sunday coldly replied, "That's enough. Fool, your actions chill me to the bone."

The camera pans across, obscuring the robin on his right. When it reappears on the left, it has transformed into a girl dressed in fiery red, with long ponytail hair, exuding an irritating aura—a girl commonly known as a "shallow grass" (a derogatory term for a woman who is sexually provocative).

"Hmph." Hanabi chuckled lightly, completely unconcerned about being exposed, and even had the mind to tease, "You're quite perceptive, Chicken Wing Boy."

Sunday angrily declared, "The Harmony Ode truly does not deceive me—[The words of a fool begin with folly and end with wicked arrogance]..."

[Star: Fireworks, so you were the big boss? I never realized it was you!]

[Hanabi: No, whoever we catch is who we catch!]