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

[Gold Sand: No, I have already heard the bells of victory! Although I can't guess the reason at all, it's just like the outcome of my conversation with Lady Fireworks in the light screen. What I lack now is only the meaning behind the truth, and I have already put into practice the method of revealing it—to live in the face of death!]

Yes, even now, he has no evidence.

But he knew how to trust himself unconditionally. Whether it was his own excessive actions or the soft cry of relief as he was swallowed by the blades of the underworld, it was enough to convince him that he hadn't reached a dead end, but had instead forged the only correct path!

[Star: So, you really did deliberately invite Huang Quan to get beaten up? I've never seen such a request in my life. You should have said so earlier; a baseball bat would have been just as good. Why did you have to use the Void Commander's greatsword?]

[Hiei: I know that. Using a katana is the perfect match for seppuku; it would make it more ceremonial!]

[Fireworks: A sense of transience? That's very important.]

[March 7th: Are you sure you haven't been bewitched by a rainbow curse and gone mad? This seems so absurd.]

[Gold Sand: Even if I were to die because of this, at least the company could use it as a legitimate reason to intervene militarily and reclaim the Asdna system in one fell swoop. Just like Professor Ladio said, the company has been eagerly awaiting news of my death. Of course, I don't think I'll win that badly.]

[Qingque: Good heavens, this guy's a suicide squad member. We're all just employees, why are you working so hard?]

[Fu Xuan: Yeah, we're all just working, so why is there such a big difference in our ambition?]

[Yao Guang: This kind of "deathly envoy-facing" is truly rare in the company. The last time I heard of it was in a super ancient book left behind before the Immortal Ship set sail. In order to expand territory, the way envoys die in foreign lands can be beyond human imagination.]

[Star: Are there any more experts? Oh, no, there aren't any experts left.]

[Yao Guang: That's not necessarily true. For high-ranking positions, generous salaries, and noble titles, many people would be happy to do this job nowadays. It's just that Xianzhou doesn't need to do that.]

[Cerudela: Tsk, so "slaying a duke" is something someone else already did?]

Pierpoint. The company's executives were both amused and exasperated by the praise for placer gold on the screen.

Others may have forgotten, but these people who are best at weighing interests will never overlook it.

Gold Sands, why did you have to choose the Star Train as your tool? If only everything about Onfaros hadn't been exposed yet.

But now, where is this a perfect reason for revenge? This is clearly a hot potato!

Diamond closed his eyes for a long time, then pinched his brow: "Tell Gold Sands to abandon the plan immediately and try another method. If that doesn't work... then recall him."

If all else fails, we should give up on Asdna; we absolutely cannot afford to antagonize the Star Train.

……

In the Milky Way, the others looked at each other in disbelief, all admiring the audacity of the gold dust collector.

Without any evidence, relying solely on a preconceived notion, they dared to make such a huge bet!

But can he really succeed?

Ultimately, he was still gambling that death in Pinocchio's dream wasn't death, but if he gambled wrong, given the company's current attitude towards the train, his death would be in vain!

Is it really possible to win such an outrageous bet? It's too reliant on luck!

Buzz! The sound of the light curtain activating echoed throughout the Milky Way.

Everyone's nerves jolted as they suddenly saw the figure at the center of public attention.

"Ah...!" Sand Gold gasped for breath and suddenly woke up.

He stared blankly at the scene before him.

"Where...is this? A giant black hole, and the sea..."

"Did I succeed?"

What followed was an overwhelming joy of having won everything. After being struck by Huang Quan, he had not actually died, but had instead arrived in a strange space, along with the strange voice that had been lingering in his head!

[Star: Wow... he actually won the bet!]

[March 7th: How can such an outrageous betting scheme work? It makes me want to ask him to help me think of lottery numbers.]

[Gold Sand: Ha~~ Looks like my luck hasn't run out yet. Remember, I didn't win by chance; I've never lost!]

[Feiying: Wow, Mr. Sand Gold! By the way, do you usually offer game gacha services? Also, could you help me guess the prize-winning number on the last page of the next chapter of the Azure Sky Route Fluffy Ship manga? My chance to get the limited edition Himeki Cat depends on you!]

The people in the Milky Way were speechless.

This guy is a gambling addict! He can even win at this!

While expressing their admiration, requests for gambling and proxy betting services immediately flooded the entire chat group.

The company collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

One side grieved for the workers injured while the other congratulated them on their resounding victory.

This is definitely the best outcome for the company.

[March 7th: So, the hidden truth behind Pinocchio is finally about to be revealed, and the ultimate big boss hiding behind the scenes is finally about to make his appearance?]

[Yao Guang: Almost there. And it seems this person is definitely a mole within the family, and who knows... hehe, it might even be someone we all know well!]

[Star: No matter who it is, if they show up, have my companions drain the soul power of this guy who's been scaring me for so long, turning him into an idiot purer than a trash can!]

—[Next: "Walking Through the Land of the Shadow of Death"]

A man in a police uniform with a stubble stepped into the hall where the gold mine had previously met with Sunday.

His gaze passed over the miniature model of the golden hour and caught a glimpse of the place's owner.

Gallagher looked around, seemingly talking to himself, but actually speaking indirectly: "A maze of corridors and halls, traps and mechanisms everywhere... The owner of this mansion is a bit too paranoid."

[Star: Oh wow? A new character unlocked? Is he the big boss? But... this "appearance model" is so perfunctory, so unattractive, does it even live up to the SSS rating?]

[Gallach: Little girl, your standards are always so weird. And can you please stop acting like you can't wait to swing a baseball bat at everyone you see?]

[Star: There's nothing I can do, there's no one else here. Besides, who in Pinocchio would dare to be so bold as to approach the head of the Oak family?]

[March 7th: Yeah, if it's not you, then it's probably some Japanese guy? Or maybe neither of you? That makes the plot so weak; if this were a manga, the author would probably be furious and demand a refund.]

[Xu Zhao: Ahem, I need to clarify, that's called a series of twists and turns, not water.]

[Gallach: Gentlemen, is it possible that reality isn't just part of the game's plot?]

"You have a good sense of humor, Sheriff."

On the other side of the miniature model, Sunday stood with his back to him, hands behind his back, his tone showing no sign of displeasure despite the earlier offense.

Hopefully, this sense of humor has helped you find the serial killer.