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

[Dawn Team - Crimson Flame: How can happiness obtained through the intimidation of violence possibly be genuine happiness from the heart?]

[Scott: Absolutely right. I oppose, strongly oppose, this rigid society that doesn't allow for a wolf-like culture to thrive! Why should we prevent a segment of the population from using their high intelligence to redistribute the wealth of those who are unworthy of their positions?]

[Qingque: High IQ... This is the first time I've heard someone describe swindling and cheating in such a refined and elegant way.]

[Sunday: Hehe, what I'm about to say isn't directed at anyone in particular, and I'm well aware that many people of noble character are not like that. My words are not malicious, but they will leave you speechless.]

I ask you, those destined travelers, geniuses, and messengers who see this statement: Do you truly quantify the gains and losses to the galaxy when you so yearn for this freedom and defend the "upper limit," or are you simply... terrified of becoming powerful and intelligent, living a completely equal life like ordinary people, and losing that freedom that far surpasses that of ordinary people?

[Puri-ze: That's right! I never want to be ruled by a heartless company president and poverty again! Praise the order, let the company president live the same life as us!]

[Illusory photo: Starting today, buy Tanuki Weekly and get a free Tanuki hot pot.]

[Prince Huan: My loyalty is as clear as the sun and moon, don't fool me, Li!]

Fu Xuan: Hmm...

Fu Xuan was furious. How could she be the kind of person who craved power? But after Sunday's words, all the reasoned arguments seemed to carry a sense of "guilty sophistry."

This is yet another attack on the heart!

[Black Tower: Oh? Young man, you're quite the talker.]

[Yao Guang: Haha, impressive! Eloquent and eloquent, his skill astounds everyone. This is a truly excellent pigeon.]

[Fu Xuan: Senior Sister, you still have the mood to cheer?]

[March 7th: Hmm~~ What Sunday said actually seems... quite good?]

March 7th scratched his head.

If the universe were peaceful and we could eat ice cream to our hearts' content without end, it wouldn't be so bad, would it?

As for unleashing creativity and raising the overall ceiling of human civilization... hahaha, that doesn't seem to have much to do with her, does it?

[Star: March... You can't just let the Japanese fool you like this. To achieve this, the Japanese would have to be invincible in the heavens! But he clearly can't. For example, if I hit him with a baseball bat, Robin would probably be in tears. Even if you resurrected Taiichi at full health, it wouldn't work. He's already died once; surely he can die a second time?]

[March 7th: Now that you mention it, you're right.]

[Sunday: What if another great force intervenes?]

[Star: Huh? Seriously, old man, you actually have connections?]

[Yao Guang: How strange.]

Yao Guang frowned slightly. The divination indicated that what he said on Sunday was not a lie.

But the problem is, these remnants of the Order should be completely isolated and helpless, so where would they find a stronger ally than Taiyi?

Moreover, does such a thing really exist?

Unfortunately, Sunday's fate was sealed by some strange force, making it impossible to see clearly. She could only manage a lie detector test no matter how hard she tried.

As I pondered, Sunday in the light screen spoke again.

……

Sunday said softly, "Simply describing ideas is too abstract. Let me give you a simple example."

"As you may know, in some worlds there exists a social system called a 'two-day weekend' or a 'three-day weekend'?"

[Bluebird: How novel! No need for "maybe." Those are the glorious days when I'm reborn after every world's destruction!]

[Saifei: If I may ask, is the day your world is destroyed always on Mondays?]

[Qingque: To be precise, it's the time the alarm goes off at 7 AM. That's especially terrifying!]

[Tail: Tch~~ This guy, is he treating us kids who haven't even grown all our teeth yet?]

Xing and the others exchanged glances, all seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.

This question, while not exactly one of profound wisdom, is certainly more than one of intellectual disability. But the more absurd it is, the more suspicious it seems.

Sunday spoke slowly and deliberately, his words captivating: "On this hard-won day off, people are able to escape the pressures of life and return to the peace of their souls."

"Only on such days can people escape the law of the jungle and live happily for those few short days. It's just a pity... that two or three days are still too short compared to a long life."

He let out a soft sigh and calmly presented his conclusions.

"In my view, the ideal social system should be a seven-day weekend."

[Blue Sparrow: Hmm?]

[Alluvion: Oh? 】

There was a slight jolt in the chat group.

Sunday said with great enthusiasm: "Tomorrow, Sunday, will be the second, the third, and forevermore Sunday—this is the face of the new world, a day of eternal peace and idleness."

"Thus, everyone can return to their original place in Paradise. Some gaze at the Milky Way, intently calculating the distance to us from the isolated world of Pegana (the starting point of the Silver Track), while others embrace each other in a corner of Paradise, free from unnecessary responsibilities..."

The train crew members frowned slightly and began to think deeply.

Sunday's vision was not yet fully unfolded: "Only by no longer enduring the suffering of reality can humanity face its destined end with the utmost purity and live a life filled with dignity. This is..."

"To live happily."

The moment the words were spoken, the chat group was in an uproar, flooded with messages. The grassroots levels of all the major forces in the universe were practically boiling over instantly.

[Qingque: I... seven days off? They've really abolished working hours? This... this is amazing! They should have said we didn't have to work. Diviner, I've converted to the order! Pinocchio, here I come!]

[Fu Xuan: Huh??? You bastard, to put it bluntly, this is treason; to put it mildly, it's voluntary resignation. It's not like being fired, which would give you two hundred months' salary as compensation. And don't come back begging me after your illusions shatter!]

[Yao Guang: Junior sister, is this really true?!]

Fu Xuan: I...

[Qingque: My mind is made up, no one can stop me! Seven days off, seven days off! Let's play cards, let's play cards!]

[Fireworks: Oh~~ Seven days off, seven days off! Let's play cards, let's play cards!]

It was as if some kind of switch had been flipped. People across the Milky Way kept raising their arms and shouting, one after another.

"Seven days off, seven days off!"

[Tail: What else is there to say? Little guy, isn't this a better future than being a lackey under that bitter, dark-circled judge?]

[Huo Huo: But I'm already a trainee judge. Once I pass my probation period, I'll be part of management. What if Mr. Sunday doesn't win in the end... Besides, you just said you were tricked like a child...]

[Tail: I... I'm flexible, flexible, you understand?!]

[Gui Naifen: Ah? So, Huo Huo has such a bright future?]

[Qingque: Now that things have come to this, are you still hesitating? Huo Huo, you must know, this might be your only chance in this lifetime! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Besides, it's precisely because of the support of more people that Mr. Sunday has a better chance of success. Fate is something you have to fight for!]

Even if I fail, at worst I can just kneel down and kowtow to the Grand Diviner to admit my mistake.

And if it succeeds... I can pat the Grand Diviner on the shoulder and call her Little Xuanzi!

Hehe, I've prepared two plans.