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

[Undying Path: Holy crap! Ugh...you...I...ouch...sigh!]

The atmosphere of mourning in the chat group suddenly fell silent.

March 7th's eyes widened as she pointed at the message in the group chat, stammering incoherently, her mouth firing like a machine gun: "He...he...he...he...what did he say? Oh no, I mean he didn't die? Oh no, anyway, it's..."

[Danheng: Mr. Mikhail, are you alright?!]

[March 7th: Oh right!]

[Fireworks: Another zombie? Wait, why did I say "another"? How many is this again?]

[Walter: This...is not uncommon.]

[Fireworks: Huh? What's that? Wait, could it be that Gallagher heard Pam crying and is pretending to be someone else?]

[Mikhail: Oh? I didn't expect you to be exposed so quickly... cough... alright, alright, Galakh, I'll put those ideas to rest. Tell Mianmian to stay away. Sigh, you said you hoped I'd really mess with you this once, but now that it's happened, you're not even appreciating it.]

[Gallach: My point in saying that wasn't for you to call back at a time like this!]

[Mikhail: Alright, alright. Hehe, everyone. Didn't I say I could stay with you all a little longer? Although I've been constantly moving forward throughout my life, how could I possibly outpace the future shown on the screen?]

In a corner of Pinocchio's dream, Gopher Wood couldn't hide his joy. He raised his hand as if to send something, but ultimately put it down.

Sunday, who had rushed to his side, watched him silently, his brow furrowed in thought, and a sense of empathy crept in. Would I, too, walk this path that Mr. Gopher Wood has chosen?

[Gallach: You old rascal, how old are you, still using your damn sense of humor?]

Mikhail: After all, every time you play, you earn more. Sorry, conductor, what about my pie...?

[Pam: That's it! I'm throwing it in the trash, Pam!]

It was intentional, clearly intentional. Mikhail has gone astray!

[Star: Which bucket? They all say they didn't get any food. Train conductor, you can't keep it all to yourself!]

Pam wiped away her tears and glared at her angrily.

Xing tapped his head with one hand and stuck out his tongue, saying, "Hehe~~"

Family members, I've come up with a high-EQ way to comfort him! Subtly express how much he actually cares about him! This would be a huge breakthrough for Akivili, a qualitative leap in his philosophy of life!

[Pam: Hmph! Mikhail, you're like this too... If you want to eat, make it yourself.]

Mikhail: Life on the train... I really miss it. Hey, old friend, can you let me go now?

Gallagher's face flushed red, and he had one arm around Misha's neck, gritting his teeth as he made "intimate contact." After a while, he finally let go of him, blowing his beard and glaring.

After a long pause, he sighed again, "Looking at you, I almost thought you had several decades left to live."

Mikhail gazed up at the image of the train on the other side of the dream, chuckled, and shook his head: "This brief moment of joy is already an unexpected delight; what more could one ask for?"

[Star: What a pity, my partner's body was already exhausted from saving Onpharos, and he doesn't have the energy to overwrite reality again.]

[Xi Lian: Perhaps we could quickly find a truly deserving villain and transform him into energy that overwrites reality?]

[Gallach: I'm afraid it's too late. The Dream Master's life alone probably wouldn't be enough. If we're going to kill him on the spot from outer space, it's likely too late.]

[Danheng: Gallagher, now's the time to stab me in the back.]

[March 7th: Teacher Danheng... are you even more heartbroken than Pam? But don't do anything rash!]

[Star: That's right, Danheng. Besides, you're not a really bad person. It's too late to do evil first and then commit suicide. And you haven't even told me your name in your next life yet. What if you greet him and he says, "I'm not Danheng"?]

[Dan Heng: ...What nonsense? I mean, have Chenmian take me to Dream Reef. I have a way to keep the watchmaker here, but there will be a price to pay.]

[Pam: Danheng passenger, what did you say?]

[Star: You...right! There's that other move too.]

[Jing Yuan: The Dragon Transformation Technique passed down from another branch of immortal dragon descendants!]

Dan Heng raised his fist, and the life force that did not originally belong to him slowly smoldered in his hand.

The power of the Star Dragon can grant immortality, and even the power to revive the dead.

If not on our companions, where else should we use them? Now is the perfect time.

This time, the miraculous method of dragon transformation through bloodline fusion will surely create a miracle and avert a tragic and heroic tragedy!

The only drawback is that Mikhail's race will have to accept the power of immortality.

Pam burst into laughter through her tears: "That's great!"

March 7th cheered: "You're amazing, Teacher Danheng! I almost forgot, we can now do whatever we want, as long as we capture the dragon first instead of the thief... cough cough cough."

Many people around the world breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

It is always comforting to see a respected elder enjoy a peaceful life. This sentiment is universal.

The company staff looked at each other, somewhat bewildered and amused.

The holographic image of the gold dust reached Pierpont, who scratched his head: "Did I come all this way for nothing?"

Topa crossed his arms and said, "Or, you could bet on standing against the train crew and then win?"

Sand Gold's brow twitched slightly: "...Let's forget about it."

His game wasn't some kind of causal weapon; the spikes on the train's front were sharper than the ramming horns of a starship, and he didn't want to get hit for nothing.

[Tingyun: Fortunately, Mr. Mikhail revealed the truth quickly enough, and Mr. Danheng spoke frankly enough. Otherwise, it would have been quite awkward after the moment of silence and the offering of incense and fruit.]

Mikhail: What a pity. Only cenotaphs remain for Tirnan and Lazarina...

[Star: Now, get ready to be ravaged, you chicken-wing-headed idiot. Sensory activation in sync!]

[Fireworks: Wouldn't it be more exciting to just go and do it with the one in real life?]

[Star: What if the one in real life just dies right away? That's not satisfying, not satisfying at all!]

[Potio: Oh? It's been a long time since I've had a proper battle, I'll join in too!]

The light screen flashed.

A flash of white light, and a solemn battle hymn resounded. In an instant, the heroes who had paved the way forward had already stepped onto the red carpet of the Pinocchio Grand Theatre.

The watch boy jumped up in anger.

With their backs to the glaring lights, the new nameless guests stepped onto the stage with firm strides.

Xing, head held high and chest puffed out: "The so-called 'pioneering'..."

"It's about following the path that no one has walked before, and going even further..."

On March 7th, their eyes were smiling, while Liu Ying's expression revealed a fierce fighting spirit. They exchanged a smile with Himeko.

Standing at the very center, Xing casually twisted the brim of his hat, his eyes flashing with golden light.

She loudly proclaimed to the mastermind who had been lurking in the shadows for so long: "The Pinocchio of Mikhail's dreams does not belong to 'Order'!"

Boom!

A piercing, heavy note suddenly rang out, and the stirring music stirred the heart.

[Fireworks: Wow, you guys are really going all out, little gray-haired guys. Red carpet, spotlights, and you even turned off Sunday's sound system to play music?]

[Star: Playing music? This isn't on the train's playlist.]

[March 7th: Wait, that looks like... Wow! Another one!]

Just as those who had activated their sensory synchronization were about to marvel at how the train crew had even brought a sound system with them, everyone tensed up and stared wide-eyed.

The source of that music was not some technological device, but the Star God!

The vast and boundless starry sky enveloped them, and a being whose figure stretched from the earth to the sky was radiating a dazzling halo.

The purple-faced woman wore a smile that seemed to never fade, and on either side of her pure white hair, two faces, unknown to most people, were faintly visible.

Hipe!

When the will of the predecessors, the current nameless guest, the Star Core Hunter, and all others was intertwined, the harmonious Star God was also moved and appeared here!