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

[Star: That's right! In Pinocchio, no one is more authoritative on the understanding of dreams and memory than Sunday!]

Just kidding, the former head of the Oak family, one of the de facto rulers of Pinocchio, was personally diagnosed and treated by the God of Order. Any one of these identities alone would be enough to give him a huge amount of prestige, okay?

[March 7th: Luckily, Uncle Yang brought Sunday back halfway! Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to explain it to Xianzhou... Hehehe.]

How embarrassing! They saw everything.

[March 7th: Friends of Xianzhou, we will definitely return it intact, don't worry.]

[Tingyun: Miss March is too kind. I've always been fine. It seems the timeline was altered due to the light barrier, so I missed out on many experiences. Alas, it's truly a pity. My connection with the Star Train must have been an extraordinary and unforgettable experience.]

[Himeko: It's alright. The Senshuu and the Train have an alliance-level friendly relationship, so we're still friends.]

On Sunday, they will remove their masks and make a grand entrance.

In the shock and disbelief of March 7th, Xing almost cried out in despair, "Am I still dreaming?" and then, in a daze, she said to Walter, "Uncle Yang, after you betrayed me..."

Walter, somewhat speechless, relayed the details, and Star and March 7th finally calmed down again.

"To avoid any unforeseen complications, I will stay with him until he leaves Pinocone."

"This Mr. Vanvik is an old acquaintance from Sunday."

Wanweik, displaying remarkable emotional intelligence, showered March 7th and Xing with compliments: "Hello, beautiful lady. As for this one... she's even more of a heavyweight—you're the one who gave this control freak a good beating?"

Xing crossed his arms, looking smug, and with a gesture similar to someone accepting a gift while saying "No, no, no" while opening their pockets wide, he said with great pride, "Let's not dwell on past glories."

March 7th was utterly dumbfounded: "Haha, today is truly full of surprises... Last time it was Miss Tingyun, and the time before that it was Miss Huangquan. Why does it feel like Uncle Yang always brings back some extraordinary people every time he goes out?"

[Walter: I want to know why more than anyone else.]

He went on a long trip and ran into one familiar face after another, which was really bad for his heart!

On Sunday, as expected, he delivered a meticulous set of professional pronouncements and offered a solution: find someone easy to communicate with, and then [adjust the tuning].

As they searched and searched, they truly experienced just how complex a person can be.

Sleepwalker, flower lover, food lover, all things to all people, someone who sets up a food stall on the spot, someone who stares at a trash can trying to figure out why her "benefactor" is interested in that stuff, someone who's brave enough to make you want to attack someone the moment you look at her, someone who laughs maniacally at a money-printing machine, someone who makes you feel dangerous the moment you get close...

There was even one with the mental age of five.

[Qingque: My goodness, so many types? One person is more diverse than all my colleagues combined. No wonder she was the only one who split into two after eating that weird candy.]

[Tingyun: Sigh... That's how it is for traveling merchants. You have to come up with different approaches for different customers and business. Sometimes even I feel my head is spinning.]

[Star: Only sometimes? I always feel like my head is a mess.]

Fortunately, Tingyun does indeed have a gentle side to her nature, and after finding someone who called herself a young woman, the tuning proceeded smoothly.

On Sunday, Wanweike, a brand highly recommended by the brand, raised its little hands, and the power of harmony descended instantly.

A jumble of fragmented memories swirled through Wanweike's mind. In a daze, he seemed to see a Tingyun, a Tingyun with a lazy and charming temperament, completely different from the one before, flashing through his mind.

"Hehe..." She chuckled wickedly, slowly turning around. Her voice was extremely soft, but it instantly stung his nerves.

Wanweike's body trembled, and he subconsciously severed the connection: "What the hell?"

[March 7th: Eek~~ What's this feeling?]

[Star: Wow, she even has a bad woman personality? That's a bit too much! She must be exhausted all the time; her inner monologues alone could make a whole drama.]

[Yao Guang: Something's not right. Her power doesn't seem like hunting; it's more like...]

[Jing Yuan: Destruction! There's no mistake, that aura seems familiar—Illusory Emptiness!]

[Tingyun: Huh?!]

Tingyun's eyes widened instantly. When did she get involved with the Great Lord of Annihilation? Was this a level she could possibly be involved in?

In this altered timeline, her experiences are a bit too colorful, aren't they?

[Jing Yuan: It seems that Huanlong really had plenty of leisure time in her original plan...]

Searching memories? Possession? Or simply infiltrating in disguise?

It's impossible to know exactly what Huanlong did, but it was probably nothing more than these few things. And in order to accomplish all of this, the entire Minghuo Merchant Guild would likely have to suffer Huanlong's clutches.

Fortunately, none of this happened.

Otherwise...

Jing Yuan glanced at Yu Kong, who remained silent but whose jaw was clenched and eyes were sharp.

Fox people are known for their vindictiveness, and besides, Tingyun was personally groomed by Yukong as his successor. It would be strange if she remained completely unmoved.

Speaking of which, the training of the next generation of main force members of the Luofu Immortal Ship is truly a headache.

[Star: Huanlong was lucky to have encountered Wanweike. If it had been two days earlier, and the fully-formed Lao Ri had done this, they might have been able to follow the remaining image and pull her true form over to extinguish it directly. It wouldn't have taken much effort than flicking off cigarette ash.]

[Fireworks: Then Nanook flew over, and the two star gods battled to the ends of the universe? Hahaha, that's great, that's great!]

[Yu Kong: Ting Yun, go to the Pill Refining Division for a checkup. It will clear your name, put everyone's mind at ease, and be good for everyone.]

[Tingyun: Yes.]

Fortunately, Wanweike's efforts were not in vain.

March 7th exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, look—it's working!"

Fragments of memory, forming lingering clouds, transformed into countless crimson petals in the fragrant breeze, eventually coalescing into a cluster of crystal-clear red peonies.

When the flowers bloomed, the group was surprised to discover that they were not petals, but several fluffy fox tails emitting an eerie light.

With a gentle push of her slender hand, she opened the folding fan halfway, revealing a beautiful fox spirit as graceful as water, as if she had stepped out of a traditional Chinese ink painting. Her movements were as swift as a startled swan, as elegant as a swimming dragon; every smile and gesture was captivating.

"I never expected that our meetings would always be at a time of embarrassment."

"Have I been impolite in any way?"

[Star: I get it! Fox people are so damn good! With that big tail, you wouldn't even need a blanket to sleep in the same bed, it must be super warm!]

[March 7th: What strange things are you saying now?]

[Fireworks: Hmm~~ Use all the small clouds to create a large cloud.]