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

She scratched her head, shaking it from side to side as she stared intently at the light screen.

How did Uncle Yang figure it out?

……

Seeing that the two of them didn't react to his shout, Walter smiled gently and said, "While Dream is safe, please be careful of oncoming traffic."

On Sunday, his expression softened: "Thank you."

Having said that, he calmly left under Walter's watchful gaze.

[Star: No, you didn't even notice? That's not right!]

Your eyes were so sharp just now, I thought you were about to show off your skills, but well, cough cough.

[Danheng: Cough, what if Mr. Walter is using the "passing vehicles" analogy to allude to a train crashing into a Sunday?]

[Xing: Teacher Danheng, you really know how to talk! Just in case, Uncle Yang's eyesight really is failing...]

[Fireworks: What if it's true? Just now, on Sunday, when I heard about the car, my face turned particularly pale for a moment.]

Walter: ...

Would he really be so sarcastic and unsettling? But if he's not sarcastic and unsettling, then he must be old and blind...

That's strange. Could I really fall in the same place twice?

[March 7th: Uncle Yang...]

Isn't it a little... embarrassing to let someone slip away right under our noses?

Thinking back on their previous confident words, the two felt a burning sensation in their noodles.

After exchanging another glance, the two made up again.

"Yeah, thank goodness I still have you."

……

After walking two streets, Wanweike finally dared to catch his breath: "That man is no ordinary person. It's a miracle we weren't discovered earlier."

On Sunday, he asked in bewilderment, "The Star Train should have departed long ago, so why is he still in Pinocchio?"

"...We don't need to adjust our schedule for this, but we must be extra careful."

"Hopefully, Pinocchio hasn't run into any new trouble during my days as a prisoner."

More vigilant, he decided to take even stricter counter-surveillance measures: "Let's move out. Let's split up and keep a few meters apart."

Before they had walked even half a block, Sunday suddenly stopped. His heart sank, and he muttered to the figure behind him, as if talking to himself, "I was taking a chance. Can I explain myself?"

"Okay, but before that—"

Walter's voice was as mature and gentle as ever, but his figure appeared like a ghost. The cane, which concealed terrifying gravity, weighed down on Zhouqi's shoulder with ease, carrying a weight comparable to that of a planet!

The slightest movement from Walter would be enough to shatter him to pieces.

Walter adjusted his glasses. The scene was as harmonious as asking for directions on the street, and the bustling passersby were completely undisturbed.

But the situation is already under control!

[Qingque: Good heavens, is this guy going to grab Sunday in one go and refine it in an instant? I didn't notice this before because I played too many high-level games, but now it seems Mr. Welt is an absolute powerhouse!]

[Star: Of course! My Uncle Yang is a man who dares to go toe-to-toe with the Fenfeng! Wow, Uncle Yang is so cool! I told you long ago, how could I have misjudged someone as reliable as Uncle Yang!]

[March 7th: When did you say that? You clearly said before that Uncle Yang's eyesight was failing...]

[Star: Ahem, March, it seems you haven't fully grasped my meaning. You should understand that it's an extremely subtle, roundabout form of flattery that uses contrast.]

[Hanabi: Hmm, that move... a magical Denuwald? Hehehe, come on, Denuwald's aura is no longer concealed! He's definitely going to beat Sunday to her knees and drag her back to the train to be a cleaner!]

[Pam: Huh? Really?]

[Star: Taiyi, the conquered Star God is serving me tea, water, and doing my laundry? Awesome! Uncle Yang, don't let him get away!]

【Sunday:……】

Walter pushed up his glasses, the lenses gleaming with an all-knowing light: "Put your hands behind your back and answer my questions in short sentences."

Sunday paused for a moment: "Short sentences?"

Where did this interrogation method come from?

Walter explained briefly: "I need to make sure there's no dangerous chanting hidden in your words."

On Sunday, she sighed softly, "Have I left such a strange impression on everyone...?"

"Please believe me, I have not returned to this place with malice, and [Order] can never return to Pinocchio."

Walter said, "I don't believe it!"

"After you've used the power of [Harmony], I'm afraid I'll find it hard to believe your explanation."

[March 7th: That's right, you learn from your mistakes. How could my Uncle Yang fall into the same trap twice?]

[Xing: Once bitten, twice shy... Do you think Uncle Yang is so reliable and insightful because he learned from too many mistakes and was overfed in the past, so he's somehow managed to become this way?]

[Yao Guang: Does prolonged illness make a good doctor?]

"..."

Walter nearly choked on the tea that was being held to his lips.

That statement... isn't entirely without merit.

At least, the "pathogen" that led him to become a good doctor was truly sick!

A blond male face flashed through my mind.

Ninety-nine percent of the losses I've suffered in my life were due to his scheming!

[March 7th: No matter what, Uncle Yang has the upper hand now! So many times, Uncle Yang has either suffered a setback or is on his way to suffering a setback, although they have all been quite tragic... but the feeling of finally getting his head held high is still the best. This time, Uncle Yang is the coolest he's ever been!]

[Robin: By the way, why does Mr. Walter wear glasses? It's unlikely that someone with the physical constitution of a Fate Walker would be nearsighted, right?]

[Star: You don't understand, do you? Those are non-prescription glasses, no prescription. Uncle Yang specifically chose them to look cool. Who knows, he might have even rehearsed that move in his mind 1400 times, and he's been wanting to swing his cane and experience it for himself for a long time. Don't let Uncle Yang's cool and handsome appearance fool you, he's probably secretly thrilled, maybe even overjoyed.]

[Robin: Is that so? Mr. Walter has this side to him?]

[Star: Of course, let me tell you...]

[Walter: Star, your allowance is being halved this month.]

[Star: Hmm?]

Many people in the Milky Way blinked, and many more covered their mouths and chuckled.

You were right!

On the train, Walter felt rather helpless. Looking up at Sunday, he even felt a sense of shared misfortune between them?

……

Walter, still exuding nonchalance, ignored Sunday's explanations and asked directly, "Answer my question: why are you here?"

"..." After thinking for a moment on Sunday, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead of answering directly, he decided to go a step further and be frank.

"To gain your trust, I suppose I only have one choice."

"Vanwick, please come out. We have one more person we can rely on."

On Sunday, he laid bare his experiences without reservation...

"So, it was someone from the company who saved you?" Walter found this news unexpected.

But because these words were so unexpected, and lying would be pointless, they believed most of them.

Sunday nodded: "My sister must have reached some kind of agreement with them. And my ability to move freely in Pinocchio is largely thanks to Vanvik's help."

[Star: Yes, I can testify.]

[March 7th: Do you even need to tell me?]