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

[Dream owner: Mikhail...]

[March 7th: Wait! I suddenly realized something... If the watchmaker really was the nameless predecessor... then doesn't that mean the train is also authentic in Pinocchio?]

[Star: Hmm? You know what, you really have to admit. March, you're a genius!]

As Xinghuan gazed at the magnificent skyscrapers around him and the towering, uniquely shaped city clusters in the starry sky, his spirits soared.

A tourist hotspot? This is not a tourist hotspot at all!

She puffed out her chest with pride, held Xi Lian's little hand, and pointed around with smug satisfaction, saying, "See that, my friend? All of this was conquered by the Nameless Elders!"

"I see. The seniors must be very pleased to see such a capable person as their partner carrying on their legacy♪"

[Star: Rounding up, Pinocchio is basically the direct descendant of the nameless guy! The family is just one of the shareholders. Even kidnapping the old Japanese man onto a train is perfectly reasonable, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was "repatriation"!]

[Sunday: In my opinion, it was still a bit excessive.]

[Himeko: Hmph, very much in the style of Hoshino and March. However, we'll have to wait until the watchmaker's identity is revealed to be certain. Besides, that man who's sure to be a "renowned" double-rank 3S seems to have yet to show up. Perhaps some unpredictable challenges await us.]

[Yao Guang: Hmm... a challenge is probably unavoidable. But the phrase "hasn't shown itself yet" is another matter entirely; perhaps... the culprit is among us!]

[Fireworks: How novel! Which guy in the entire universe doesn't exist in this chat group? If you look closely, you might even find Nanook.]

The person was relaxed, but on Sunday, they were jolted awake.

He didn't believe that Yao Guang had simply told a joke on a whim. As a general of a celestial vessel, every word she spoke should have a deeper meaning.

Although the identities of those on the list have not yet been revealed, based solely on the messages and performance ratings, he has every reason to believe it is himself.

Putting aside his subjective perspective, based solely on the information currently disclosed, Gallagher and the people behind him are clearly more suspicious, aren't they?

How did Yao Guang clear herself of suspicion? Could she even be targeting him?

On Sunday, looking troubled, he asked, "Isn't Xianzhou's scientific fortune-telling method a bit too unscientific?"

——[Next up: "Public Enemy"]

In the dream, a young robin held up an injured little harbinger pigeon.

Touched by the animal's injuries, the brother and sister decided to heal and protect it. However, they had a huge disagreement about the specific methods to do so.

The younger sister hoped to give the little pigeon a more independent environment and limited assistance, so that it could rebuild itself in a free environment on its own.

But the older brother believed that a sturdy cage with plenty of food would be a lower-risk outcome.

The two men held remarkably firm positions, refusing to compromise and persisting in their debate.

Finally, the still-naive Sunday couldn't help but exclaim, "Should we let them return to the sky... and then just watch them fall to their deaths?"

A sense of melancholy and unanswered questions permeated Sunday's mood.

then……

"You're talking in your sleep, little bird, it's time to wake up."

An unpleasant voice, clearly unkempt and with stubble, rang in my ears, jolting me awake on Sunday.

[Fireworks: That's good enough. I thought he was going to break out in a cold sweat, pathetically shouting "Robin, robin, no, don't!" and then wake himself up.]

[Robin: My brother wouldn't be so pathetic!]

【Sunday:……】

[March 7th: Huh? Looks like Sunday really didn't die? But where am I?]

[Robin: This place... feels like a sleeping pinocene.]

[Star: Could it be that Gallagher, taking advantage of the time he slept on Sunday, successfully seized control of Star and then, to fit his demon king persona, turned off all the lights? Damn it, darkness has descended!]

[Gallach: ...That's very dark.]

[Star: The customs in Pinocchio are really strange. On our train, kidnappings usually don't involve stabbing people all over the floor with weird liquids.]

[Gallach: This isn't kidnapping, it's an invitation. And this whole process was decided by you anonymous guests.]

[Star: Hmm?]

"Ah..." Sunday slowly woke up on the bench, clutching her still aching head as she slowly opened her eyes.

"What's wrong, can't you stand?" Gallagher looked at Sunday's swaying figure and said insincerely, arms crossed, "Do you want me to help you?"

On Sunday, his eyes brightened considerably, and he looked at himself with astonishment: "I'm not dead?"

Gallagher grinned crookedly. "Hmph, happy now?"

On Sunday, he immediately glared at her and said, "Tell me where the robin is. Now."

[Fireworks: Well, it was bound to happen.]

Gallagher looked at him with a hint of mockery: "Heh, I knew your first reaction would be her."

"She's right here, don't worry, your sister is safe. Right now... she's probably still outreaching people in the streets and alleys."

He shrugged and said, "If I were you, I'd be more concerned about myself at this point... after all, there's a bastard standing in front of you who just stabbed you in the chest."

He didn't have a good impression of Gallagher on Sunday, but he wasn't so irrational as to say: "If you really intend to kill me, you don't need to give me a chance for pleasantries... State your purpose, you lackey of [The Watchmaker]."

"Hmph." Gallagher chuckled lightly. "You saw right through me? No wonder you dared to go against the Dream Master and the four major factions."

He sighed softly, "It seems my choice was right."

[March 7th: Going against the dreamer and the four major families? When did this happen?]

[Danheng: This refers to using placer gold to investigate the truth behind "deaths in dreams." Because it was done by an insider, even high-ranking members of the family are suspects.]

[March 7th: Oh, I almost forgot. So, placer gold is here too?]

[Gold Placer: The environment is quite nice. It's the complete opposite of the legendary underworld or a hellish place teeming with demons.]

Sunday's eyes gleamed: "A choice?"

"You know what I'm going to do." Gallagher decided to be frank: "You've seen through my [fiction]. My time is running out, there's no need to play games anymore..."

"I want to work with you."

[March 7th: Huh? Fictional historians have this kind of setup?]

[Yao Guang: The historian himself doesn't exist, but the fictional construct does. Moreover, as the light screen is exposed, his life will also begin its countdown.]

[Gallach: It's okay, I've already found the right person to work with.]

[Star: Cooperation... Don't tell me that the so-called Pinocchio serial murder case, the unprecedented incident in a thousand years, is actually you trying to recruit allies?]