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

Mikhail scratched his head, then said with difficulty but certainty, "How did I do it...? I can't really explain it, but I know it can be fixed!"

After pondering for a while, he finally came up with an explanation that he could convince himself: "It's the pointer, Mr. Amundsen. Its pointer is still good and can still point in the right direction, so there are ways to solve the rest."

Amundsen stared blankly at the young man before him: "..."

Inside the train crew, everyone except Xing had the same expression as the former navigator.

What's the difference between this and a car that's been blown up and only the steering wheel is left, but then somehow managed to be fixed with a wrench?

[Star: I think this watch can be fixed!]

talent!

Mikhail lacked confidence and systematic theoretical knowledge; he couldn't even articulate a reason for it.

Then there's only one explanation.

A talent that's one in a million!

As a navigator, how can I let it go to waste?

Amundsen promptly promoted him: "From now on, you'll work for me. I'll handle things with the train conductor; haven't you always wanted to work on the train? Starting today, you'll be the train's mechanic."

Mikhail was flattered and widened his eyes: "But, but all I know how to repair watches..."

Amundsen waved his hand: "Don't worry, once you understand one thing, you'll understand everything. Just fill in the gaps in your knowledge, and I'll teach you."

[Fireworks: Why does Amundsen seem like a civil engineering guy? You studied civil engineering, so you can basically do anything.]

[Sai Fei'er: Are you sure it's not that I can't find any job and can only drift along with the tide?]

[Star: Sigh... Poor Pam, she's stuck mopping the floor again. Mikhail thinks: If it weren't for the old navigator's recommendation, I might still be mopping the floor in the observation car. Of course, mopping isn't so bad, but tinkering with the train is much more fun for me. Only Pam's world is full of injuries...]

[March 7th: Back then, did Himeko also tighten the train like she tightened a clock?]

Himeko: It's not that exaggerated.

[Yao Guang: Maybe this could be considered a train-related intangible cultural heritage. What is inheritance? This is inheritance.]

[Black Tower: As expected of someone from the Pioneers? They always seem to possess some rather strange abilities.]

[Robin: I never imagined that Mr. Mikhail had such a...naive and naive phase? I always thought he was born with unwavering perseverance and profound wisdom.]

[Visible image: This is what you call unexpected cuteness! This little boy is quite adorable!]

[Misha: Haha, with a pioneering spirit as your clay, even the most dull clock can keep turning. Ah~~ that old man with the monocle was once a young man too, how nostalgic!]

[Qingque: But for most people, the hardest hurdle is probably having a strong pioneering spirit, right?]

The wheel turned again, and Mikhail entered adulthood, now able to stand on his own.

Mikhail hesitated for a moment, then said to the new navigator, "I... I might not be going. I plan to stay in Asdna with Lazarina and Tirnan."

Granholm suddenly realized, "Oh...does this place remind you of your home?"

Mikhail nodded: "The Asdna have only won a small victory; they have a long way to go before they achieve true freedom. Hanunu needs us."

Perhaps sensing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, he chuckled softly: "Ha, don't worry, not every journey leads to the stars. Even after leaving the train, our exploration won't end."

"It's alright, I knew I couldn't keep you guys here." He pulled out a well-preserved top hat: "Go in peace, my friend, take this with you."

Mikhail recognized it immediately: "This is... Mr. Amundsen's hat? Why...?"

"He said before he left that he wanted to leave it to his best student," Granholm said. "I think it's time now."

"Goodbye, Ragwalker. Take good care of Tirnan and Lazarina. Remember... to write to us."

[March 7th: So that's why Mikhail and the others stayed. Could it be that the hat among the two gifts was...!]

Mikhail: That's right. Strictly speaking, it wasn't mine. And after it passed into your hands, it can no longer be called Mr. Amundsen's stuff; it should be called the Star Train's stuff.

[Star: The Train's Legacy!]

[Danheng: Clothes may tear, and iron shells may rust. But the will entrusted to them will achieve true immortality.]

Hanabi stared at the light screen, her little hand rubbing her chin. A sentence instinctively popped into her mind, but she immediately swallowed it back down. She felt very uncomfortable but dared not say it.

A hat can be passed down through three generations; the person may be gone, but the hat remains...

She was quite certain that if she dared to say it in public like this, that little gray-haired boy would probably run to the Two-Phase Paradise with red eyes to let her enjoy the ancient buttock-enlarging technique.

There's even a possibility that someone might take the opportunity to act on behalf of Heaven!

After thinking it over, I finally chickened out. My life was more important.

The light screen's scale had shifted to the latter half. Mikhail's silhouette had reached middle age.

Young Mikhail anxiously stopped Mikhail, just as Misha had stopped his grandfather years before: "Watchmaker, where are you going?!"

Mikhail said, "Don't worry, Mikhail. It's just a long trip."

"Someone has to go to the front lines of interstellar pioneering. Now Pinocchio only has one 'Former Unknown' left, so why can't it be me?"

[Su Chang: These two sentences look so familiar. They're almost identical to the conversation Mikhail had with Misa before he went to rescue Lusaka!]

Himeko: Because this is pioneering.

"It's because we only have you left!" Mikey argued fiercely. "Have you forgotten Tirnan? The galaxy isn't what it used to be; it's too dangerous! What will Pinocchio do if we lose you too?"

Mikhail countered, "If we can't find a way out, what will Pinocchio do?"

"Tirnan... how could I forget him? Every sleepless night I ask myself, why didn't I set off with him back then?"

"The nameless traveler's footsteps never stop... Don't worry, Michael. It's just a return to his old ways. But if, and I mean if..."

"If I fail to escape unscathed, then you will become the next watchmaker."

[The Robin: Mr. Mikhail dedicated his life to pioneering.]

[Yao Guang: Unfortunately, the unforeseen event still occurred. However, it didn't happen to the clockmaker; during his absence, the star core was activated.]

Misha: Yes, everything changed after that. Dreams became more and more vibrant, but anything that could be called hope became increasingly distant. But thankfully, I still have an idea!

[Star: I understand, it's time to leverage the unique super-connections of the Nameless Guest!]

Misha: That's right!