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

[Qingque: He... won't die from the fall, will he?]

Qingque couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. Although there were many flaws in their plan, they had genuinely intended to create a paradise for everyone on Sunday. If things really turned out like this…

[Star: No, old man, fly a bit! You can't be this weak, can you? Where are your two little wings? Start flapping like crazy!]

Just as Sunday never chose to eliminate them directly, they never intended to take Sunday's life.

Especially now that "the advantage is in my hands," I can be even more confident and bold in taking advantage of the situation... What's that phrase again?

Seems to be……

[Shut up: They really understand each other, like stars in the sky. Everyone, both "Star" and "Sunday" have "Star" in their names, so they understand each other perfectly.]

[Star: Huh? So, the old Japanese man has my surname?]

[Hanabi: Oh~~ I see, so the train crew and Sunday are mortal enemies now, because Hoshi wants to... take Sunday's "name"!]

[March 7th: You, you guys are really...]

He's got a serious mental problem!

[Employee A: Someone, please help!]

On Sunday, he closed his eyes and accepted his fate with equanimity, as well as... the consequences of failure.

Although his plan to save him was broken, there were still people who wanted to save him.

A delicate arm filled the frame, gently encircling him, while two golden halos overlapped in the intersecting field of vision.

"Huh?!" Sunday suddenly opened her eyes.

A robin...?

It was as natural as waking a loved one in the morning, yet as heavy as the scene before him. His sister whispered in his ear, "Brother, it's time to wake up from this dream."

The surprise in Sunday's eyes faded. Loss, excitement, utter despair... all sorts of complex emotions were almost instantly calmed down like still water after hearing those few words.

What awaits him next is completely unknown, and it doesn't matter. At least for now, he finally has a moment of leisure and vacation to enjoy...

The morning light came from the other side, illuminating the darkness inside Dominic. Flocks of cooperating pigeons circled the brother and sister twice, then flew towards dawn!

[Dreamland] Pinocchio

Finish.

The familiar end credits roll again. Once again, some minor differences have been corrected, and the dream master of Gopher Wood has been officially confirmed.

And the crucial extra Dahlia was added.

And...Firefly, Sam, an ordinary girl.

[March 7th: Wow! So beautiful!]

[Star: It's a happy ending!]

[Yao Guang: How strange! A philosopher who dedicated himself to bringing seven days of rest to birds with broken wings has finally had a chance to rest.]

[Jingyuan: That's a good thing too. How can someone who doesn't know how to rest provide everyone with a true seven-day weekend? His goal is good, but his concept needs further refinement. And the saying goes, "Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles"—such a lofty ideal is unlikely to be achieved by simply dreaming and working in isolation.]

Take nothingness, for example.

The vow to sever ties was truly inspiring, but looking back now, can he really succeed?

Or perhaps, if he truly reaches the threshold of mortal ascension, then the Emperor of the Bow, the Destroyer Nanuk, and even the Balancer, etc., will likely follow in quick succession.

These star gods, however, don't share the same "mutual appreciation" with Sunday as the train crew, and they don't engage in any romantic games of "only determining victory or defeat, not life or death."

[Fu Xuan: So, General, you're not trying to say that your "understanding of rest" is so important because you know how to help more people rest properly, are you?]

She thought to herself: This is the first time I've seen someone make slacking off sound so noble and refined. Even Qingque couldn't do that!

[Jing Yuan: Hahaha, Fu Qing. Once you understand the secrets behind this, I can confidently abdicate and hand over the throne to a more worthy successor.]

[Hanabi: Tsk tsk, in the end, it was the robin who saved the chicken-wing boy? Hahaha, silly Onii-chan~~ It was me, the robin, who saved your life!!!]

[Star: Cough cough, old man, you've seen the result too. This is a dead end. How can your shimmering, decaying grass compare to... uh, how can you compare to the bright moon in the sky?]

She quickly flipped through a novel that Dan Heng had once recommended, and tried her best to persuade Zhou Ri to get rid of the Taiyi Dream.

She hasn't forgotten that crucial first strike to protect her during the raid is gone!

[Star: If you surrender and lay down your arms, you will still retain your title and rank. Wouldn't that bring peace and happiness to the people?]

I was speechless when I saw this line on Sunday.

Isn't this too different from your usual style? It's hard not to suspect something's fishy. It's like a bird trap made with a bamboo basket, a stick, and a handful of corn kernels.

How stupid do you have to be to fall for a scam? Do you really think he's a sycophant?

only……

He sighed softly, savoring the victor's words: "One day, we will wake up from our dream."

"Child." The black bird that the dreamer had transformed into flew before him, its expression extremely complex.

He never imagined that his student would surpass him so greatly. Although their paths had diverged, he had gone even further than he had.

Now that things have progressed to this point, whether it's the Taiyi route or creating a completely new destiny, he only has one option left: support this one.

"Since things have come to this, why not give it a try? Unlike the future revealed in the light screen, you have eliminated the cornerstone of protection, and your chances of winning are unprecedented."

But Sunday's eyes were far less ambitious than his own, even less so than his own peak moments on the screen, and his gaze was even somewhat...clear.

"No." Sunday remained silent for a long time, then exhaled a breath of stale air and shook his head: "Mr. Gopher, the debate about this beautiful dream has come to an end. Dreams cannot last forever, and if Sunday wants to be firmly established, it must be rooted in reality."

"Huh?" The dreamer was caught off guard.

"Does it matter? You already have a plan that's 90% aligned with your ideal. Why not implement it first, and then refine it later?"

Sunday shook his head: "But that part that hasn't overlapped is its fatal weakness. Perhaps if I raise the banner of righteousness and shout my battle cry now, the world will indeed cheer, but will that kind of shared will truly be enough to elevate a king?"

What was Gopherwood's purpose in painstakingly exploiting the global locust plague? It was to make people pray for the protection of order.

Yes, the power of shared will also comes in different kinds. Just like dependence on preservation, it has stripped away the foundation of "Taiyi".

Certainly, there are many people who are calling for "seven days off" at this time, but the problem is that his destiny is not called "seven days off", but "conquest".

What people pray to him for is subtly different from the source of his power.

Otherwise, they wouldn't need to recreate the global locust plague in their dreams.