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

[March 7th: Hmm... Hmm? Is this the important point?]

Wanweike was dumbfounded: "You really have no conscience to say such a thing."

On Sunday, he crossed his arms and said, "But even so, you will repay my favor. After all, I have done you a great service."

Wanweike almost exploded: "What the hell... who brags like that?"

On Sunday, he calmly invoked his "gratitude": "When you were abandoned in the wilderness, nearing the end of your life, it was I who showed you the way to survival and led you away from death."

"You too once lost your spark and were uncertain about the future. It was I who did everything in my power to preserve your position in the family."

[March 7: How badly did Wanweik fare back then? I thought it was because I caught him doing something wrong in the confessional on Sunday, but now it seems like he was truly given a second chance.]

[Hanabi: Oh~~ I haven't finished repaying Sunday's favors yet o/o/o/!!!]

[Star: Speaking of which, has Old Ri finally seen the light? Before, when he described the seven-day weekend, he was planning to work himself to the bone and make sure everyone else had a 007 weekend. Now he's really ruthless; he's exploiting Wanweike just like he exploits himself?]

[Gold Sand: In a company, this kind of person is called a good boss who leads by example; they belong to the category of people who are good at interpersonal relationships.]

[Hanabi: Hey, let's think about it another way, wouldn't it be better to call it—the same level of work benefits as the former head of the Oak family?]

"Alright, alright." Wanweike waved his hand in exasperation, quickly interrupting his chanting.

This guy is really someone you can't mess with.

"He's all talk and no action. But repaying favors is one thing, sending someone to their death is another."

"I really don't understand why I have to go back to Pinocchio. Did the company give you a task?"

[Star: Huh? I thought we couldn't escape. After all, with his Japanese identity, when he gets to the spaceship company to have his ticket checked, the flight attendant will probably be a little...embarrassed when he pulls out his ID card and swipes it on the ticket machine.]

[Fireworks: That was incredibly awkward!]

[March 7th: So he could have run, but he didn't? Why?]

He strained his voice and said, "Oh, you can regain your freedom, but in exchange, you must become an enemy of your former family—something like that?"

Sunday shook his head: "Unfortunately, Ms. Ciyu did not give any instructions."

[Gold Sand: That's such a shame. Was all my effort in developing a split personality for nothing?]

[Sunday: It seems I came out on top after all.]

"She left me with only meaningful words before returning my freedom. As for whether I can pay the price for that freedom..."

"At least I need to know what the price will be."

Wanweike imitated him, crossing his arms: "Hmph, owing favors to the company usually doesn't end well."

On Sunday, he put all these complexities aside for the time being: "But that's for later. All reckoning takes time; for now, let me exercise this right of freedom."

Wanweike: "To walk right into a trap?"

"Or perhaps it's settling old scores." Sunday didn't deny the danger involved. He looked around at the magnificent buildings, many of which had been meticulously planned, constructed, and completed under his direction. But then…

"This farewell may be forever. Before leaving Pinocchio, I want to look back one last time."

[March 7th: So it's for saying goodbye to one's hometown? Is it really that ceremonial?]

[Star: As for a final farewell, old man? The popular sentiment should be, "The three-year term is over, let's welcome the Zhou emperor back to the throne!"]

[Qingque: That's right! Refine your strategy, strengthen your training, your brothers and sisters are always waiting for you to try again!]

[Employee A: Rinse it one more time!]

[Employee B: Let's rinse it one more time!]

[Employee C: Okay, I'll go!]

Scott: No, what are you doing? Get away! Don't do weird things to my beloved mecha model!

Wanweike mercilessly mocked Sunday's solemn announcement: "Why don't you just take a look from afar?"

On Sunday, he said, "This trip also has another purpose. Although the 'fetus of philosophy' has perished, Pinocchio's 'order' was not built in a day, and the influence of the Oak family probably still lingers in this dream."

Wanweike was not impressed by his useless "sense of responsibility": "There's no need to beautify yourself like this. The other four major families can solve the problem just as well."

[Star: Where did this kid come from? Is he a walking, talking ETC device? He's even better at arguing than me.]

[Fireworks: This little guy is much more interesting than the chicken-wing boy.]

[Sunday: Interesting?]

On Sunday, he stubbornly insisted, "I know I have sinned, and others should not be left to clean up my messes."

Wanweike pleaded earnestly, "Then you should also know that the company won't save you a second time. If you fall into the hands of the family again, you're completely finished."

[Star: It's okay. From the beginning until now, our family has been like a background character. The Japanese can do whatever they want to us, and even an outside company can kidnap the number one criminal right under their noses. I've never seen such a shameless local thug.]

Sunday was well aware of his situation, but he chose to ignore the risks and continue the installation.

Some old habits are hard to break.

"The tie should be in the center line, the shirt should not be visible from the waistcoat, the trouser crease must be straight and aligned with the direction of the shoe toes... One should ensure that everything is in order and not off track before leaving the house."

"And the same should be true when leaving one's hometown."

[Star: Stop chanting, Master! Stop chanting!]

These rules gave Xing a headache. Looking at Sunday's serious, meticulous, and sacred expression, and then at her own rolled-up sleeves, she felt a pang of shame.

It felt like I had let the coat down.

Fortunately, she was determined and broke free from the control of these emotions within seconds.

"Hmph, how could I be corrupted by an orderly lifestyle?"

[Walter: Hmm... No wonder Sunday once sided with Order. His meticulous personality does indeed bear a part of Order's influence, and it's deeply ingrained.]

On Sunday, I walked with Vanvik toward the strange-looking hunting dog.

The weary hound family member rattled off the same excuse he'd heard countless times: "Sorry, there's been a malfunction at the park facilities; they're being reinstalled. Please come back another time."

Sunday, stroking his chin: "Very similar rhetoric."

If he's not mistaken, then he's probably right.

Wan Weike's earlier playful and sarcastic demeanor vanished, replaced by a stern expression and a subtle shift in his posture. Although his appearance remained exactly the same, he now exuded the aura of a seasoned leader in the officialdom.

At the same time, the power of harmony silently enveloped the two hounds, altering their subconscious: "Oh, I roughly understand the situation, no need to report it again."

[March 7th: Okay, okay... Huh? What's going on? Why is this little guy suddenly so authoritative?]