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

Look at this scene, Sunday is resting his chin on his fist.

The plan is going smoothly.

[Yao Guang: Issuing rewards? It's probably far from that.]

[March 7th: Huh? Why?]

[Black Tower: I'm asking you, what ranking list does Danheng belong to?]

[March 7th: S.]

[Black Tower: What are the respective levels of Changyeyue and Xilian?]

[March 7th: SS and SSS, huh?]

[Black Tower: So you think that Chang Yeyue, a Commander-level character, plus Dan Heng, a Strong Fate Path Walker-level character, can easily defeat Xi Lian, an SSS-level guy?]

[March 7th: Uh... okay, something seems a little off?]

[Black Tower: So Jing Yuan and Dan Heng can pass?]

You've fought them? Hahaha, you'd make them laugh so hard they'd be dying of laughter, right?

On March 7th, I stared blankly at the light screen.

According to this logic, Sunday's SSS rating should be at least demigod level, so strong that even the envoy should despair.

But he was already lying there.

On March 7th, his head tilted to the side, and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

My little brain is working at super-fast speed, all sorts of information flashing through my mind: "Hiss... Ah!"

She held her head in her hands, pursed her lips, and finally came to a conclusion—

Thinking is something I'm not good at.

Not only her, but the entire universe fell silent for a moment. Whether joyful or sorrowful, their hearts were filled with trepidation.

Among them, Qingque, the company's lower-level employees, were the most excited.

"There's still hope! We haven't lost yet!"

[Star: Old Japanese, you didn't copy Zandal and slice yourself up, did you?]

Her eyelids trembled slightly.

Is the curse of this number one genius truly inescapable?

[Sunday: How is that possible? I don't have that kind of skill.]

[Star: That's good...]

On Sunday, he smiled and his eyes sparkled.

His solution is not nearly as sustainable, and it's far more harmless to humans and animals.

[Sunday: Don't worry, there's no need to be afraid. You are all people I admire. We are not enemies. In the new world, there is already a place for you all.]

[Star: Hiss...]

Xing shuddered and exchanged a glance with March 7. Without saying a word, she could tell what the other was thinking.

These words sound gentle, but why do they sound so chilling?

It's like... they're like little monkeys struggling to do somersaults in the Five Finger Mountain on Sunday, futilely trying to do nothing!

The light screen lit up again.

Everyone hurriedly looked up, hoping to find out the answer.

But this time, there was no fighting, only peace and tranquility.

Xing enjoyed the wake-up service from March 7th and groggily got out of bed.

The battle is over, and they have achieved a resounding victory.

In the lobby of the Daydream Hotel, everyone was drinking and chatting, celebrating their success while discussing the future of Pinocchio.

The black swan thanked them, saying it had collected unforgettable memories.

Botio and Danheng raised their glasses and drank together, calling each other "baby" repeatedly, creating a very civilized atmosphere.

Walter accompanied Himeko and Kagemoto in a business exchange of flattery, using all sorts of meaningless diplomatic jargon, each sentence a refined and elegant expression of high value.

Xing overheard for a moment, then quickly ran away, afraid that she would be dragged into it as well.

Later on, even the company's two representatives—Topa and Sandkin—brought good news.

"The company permanently relinquishes its sovereignty claim over Pinocone and unconditionally supports the family's reconstruction efforts," said Sand Gold, who disappeared after being slashed by Huang Quan.

"This..." Himeko hesitated, her brows furrowing.

Jing Yuan paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Ha, that's interesting."

It's not bad, it's too good! It's even better than a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.

[March 7th: These dumplings are even sweeter than glutinous rice balls!]

[Star: Have these two guys taken the wrong medicine? Is this still the Interstellar Peace Corporation I know?]

[Gold Sand: Friend, what kind of talk is that? Ahem, although it does deviate slightly from the company's usual style.]

[Yao Guang: Logically speaking, since Sunday's plan to trap everyone on Pixing in a dream forever has been exposed, this is precisely the time to exert pressure and demand an explanation. Why not be kind to them now? This completely violates the most basic business logic.]

Yao Guang pressed his head in confusion.

"Ugh, days without fortune telling are so boring. What kind of magic potion are they selling on Sundays?"

She tried time and again to see the scene behind the fog, only to be met with repeated failures.

Spreading a series of talismans on the table, Yao Guang rested his cheek on one hand and idly poked at the talismans with the other.

"Tsk, could it be that Taiichi was resurrected a long time ago... No way?"

Yao Guang's eyes narrowed sharply, and he sat up abruptly. Startled, cold sweat seeped from his hair.

Doesn't that mean that Xing and the others have been under Sunday's thumb all along?

No way...

The light curtain continued to fluctuate.

This time it was Screw Goom's and Dr. Truth's turn to speak.

The two announced that, in order to support the reconstruction of Pinocchio, the Genius Club and the Academy of Arts and Sciences have reached an agreement to begin full-scale cooperation.

[Dr. Truth: Ridiculous!]

[Black Tower: Is it really necessary?]

[Star: What did I just see? The company is making a losing deal, the genius and the erudite are doing mutual flattery... Will Nanuk announce his self-destruction later, and the antimatter legion disband on the spot; the hunter and the bountiful get married, and the fox people drink together after sending out invitations; or will Zandal and the erudite reconcile and sing "Only Daddy is good in the world"?]

[March 7th: No, this is really weird, you know?]

[Feixiao: This is already outrageous.]

[Black Tower: Unless the Zandals have gone mad.]

[Phantom Image: Talk more, don't stop! You really are a treasure!]

[Xia Die: You are truly a genius.]

[Star: Hey idiot, where are you? You're not at Pinocchio at all, where did you go?!]

In the light screen, everyone enjoyed the praise of a triumphant hero. Amidst laughter and cheers, the train crew, for the first time in history, truly and flawlessly concluded a pioneering journey.

The group gathered again to discuss their next destination.

Pam listed the details: "The ocean planet Lusaka. It's a planet made entirely of liquid water, and it's also the home of the old, nameless traveler Mikhail."

"The second option is Merustain in the Agate World. It is said to be one of the atomic bomb sites of the Star Core Disaster."

"The third option is Planet Edo. It's said to be under attack by the antimatter legion, but recently the distress signals there suddenly stopped. The company wants us to go and check on the situation."

"The last one is the [Glassy Light Belt] Patrevinizia provided by the Black Swan. That's because the planetary belt of the Extinction Lord [Foam Wind] is completely glassy, ​​and now it seems to be one of the famous branches of the Tragic Playwright's troupe, Patrevinizia."

[Star: Wait, can we still see the Black Swan pointing here? So, in the 'if' scenario, there's also a wrong path she pointed to?]

[Hanabi: And it seems like she died the most tragically and ugly one~~]

[Black Swan: Uh...cough cough cough, it's just a coincidence, nothing more.]