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

Seeing that the passenger was safe and sound, March 7th hurriedly went to greet her: "Miss Tingyun, you're finally back!"

Ting Yun smiled gently.

Even today, the experience of being brought back from the brink of death still feels like a dream.

That past was played on the screen.

She was fortunate enough to be rescued after being attacked by Huanlong, and even more fortunately, the person who rescued her had a wide network of connections, and actually sent her to the hands of Ruan Mei, a genius who was proficient in life research.

Even with such good fortune, lying on the verge of death in the hibernation pod, she still retained only a sliver of consciousness, having almost completely lost all her memories.

Under Ruan Mei's guidance, she gradually recovered her fragmented memories and successfully "coexisted" with the remaining destruction, thus regaining a new life. At the cost of forever experiencing excruciating pain, she came back to life with even greater power.

As she recovered in the hibernation pod, Ruan Mei's words of instruction still echoed in her ears: "I will ask someone to take you back... In that case, you do have a group of reliable friends with whom you have quite a history."

"Why not just go with them? Hearing about the past can be good for your recovery."

[Fireworks: A reliable friend, referring to someone doing the "Don't Laugh Challenge" on the street and making everyone laugh uncontrollably.]

[Feixiao: Huanlong, ha, it seems she spent some time wandering around in an identity she shouldn't have before infiltrating the Lin Yuan Realm.]

Yao Qingxianzhou, Fei Xiao clenched his fists with a cracking sound.

She called Yu Kong "sister," so Ting Yun was practically her own child.

Huanlong hurt his own child so badly, almost causing her to die, and then stole her identity.

This hatred is unbearable!

[Feixiao: Tsk, don't let me catch you! No, I'll catch you sooner or later!]

[Qingque: Good heavens, is this the vengeful fox-person? He provoked the little fox, then the medium-sized fox came, and the medium-sized fox went after the big fox.]

[Star: If you don't understand, just ask. If a fox spirit became a star god, would He personally seek revenge for this?]

[Tingyun: It's a pity there wasn't such an opportunity. Oh, speaking of which, I almost forgot to thank Ms. Ruan Mei for her dedicated rescue efforts. If needed, I will certainly repay her kindness, even if it means traveling far and wide.]

[Ruan Mei: No need to be so polite. There's no need to talk about favors when nothing has happened.]

[Black Tower: I didn't expect you to have the leisure to treat the sick and save lives? And who was it that delivered that little fox to you in that state? After being ravaged by the Great Lord of Annihilation, you were still able to provide emergency first aid and temporarily keep her alive. You must be quite skilled.]

[Nguyen Mai: Who knows? But, as you said, it is indeed peculiar that a life, corrupted by the Great Khan, still retains an undying will; it is worth saving.]

In the light screen, the group split into two groups. Xing and March 7th took Tingyun to find the celestial messenger who would meet them, while Walter continued to lead Sunday and Wanweike to complete the last two farewells.

Led by Sunday, the group went directly to the rooftop garden of a building.

This place is extremely secluded and rarely visited by people.

Walter looked slightly puzzled: "Is there an influence of [Order] here too?"

"No." Sunday slowly shook his head: "This stop is just for saying goodbye. I changed my mind halfway through, and there were too many variables on this trip..."

He chuckled softly, a look of complex meaning in his voice, "Adding one more wouldn't hurt."

Gazing in the direction of the rising sun, the silhouette of a robin can be faintly seen in the morning light beside the marble railing.

Clearly, that was his purpose in coming.

[Star: Oh wow? I knew it! That siscon guy, if he didn't see his sister before fleeing for his life, he'd be tormented every night, howling and screaming at the moon.]

[Fireworks: Not so calm.]

[March 7th: No, is it really that weird? Can a Sunday really be this pathetic? @Sunday]

[Sunday: No...no way.]

On the train, March 7th watched as Huifu blinked frequently. Turning around, she met Xing's gaze, who was grinning and seemed to be saying, "Haha, see what I told you!"

It wasn't just them; everyone in the world with a modicum of sense sensed it—on Sunday, he—

He's lying!

This hesitant manner clearly shows that he doesn't want to admit it, but he's conflicted because lying would go against his conscience.

Want to cover it up!

However, adhering to the noble reasons of not exposing people's hardships and showing humanistic concern, and also out of fear of being angered by revealing their shortcomings and then sending out messages one by one in the beginning of God, the insignificant secondary reason, everyone suppressed their laughter and did not say it out loud.

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk, who would have thought. Chicken Wing Boy is as wise as a philosopher when he's on his seven-day weekend, but at times like this... hehehe, so cute~~]

On Sunday, I felt a jolt, as if I'd been electrocuted.

He had a hallucination that the entire universe was watching him through a strange filter. It felt like a thorn in his side, a fishbone stuck in his throat!

"This...this must be an illusion, right?"

Yes, it must be your imagination! What's there to be embarrassed about when you love your family?

Upright and just, with a clear conscience!

In the light screen, Walter saw the robin's silhouette and suddenly realized, thinking to himself: It should have been done long ago.

How did you know she was here?

On Sunday, lost in thought, he muttered to himself, "I don't know, I just have a few guesses in my mind, and I'm just trying my luck. It seems I do have my lucky moments."

Walter crossed his arms: "Leaving this to luck isn't like you."

On Sunday, she said casually, "I also want to try to change."

[March 7th: Wow~~ So, if I hadn't won this bet, or if the robin had overslept and hadn't woken up, I would have regretted it for many, many years on Sunday? My luck is truly amazing!]

[Star: Hey, March, isn't that a bit narrow-minded? Maybe the robin is also looking for the Japanese? It seems like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse, but it's actually a two-way street. The robin is waiting in its tower for the Japanese to stumble upon it like a silly rabbit.]

[Illusory Image: Oh ho? Interesting. So, even though the robin had his back to them, he might have been thinking to himself, "Silly brother, come here already!" Hahaha, this scene is hilarious.]

[March 7th: Hmm... No way? But given the robin's cunning, it's not impossible that he could have outsmarted his own brother so thoroughly?]

Walter nodded: "I think others should avoid this kind of occasion. Go ahead."

On Sunday, she seemed slightly surprised: "Aren't you afraid I'll use this opportunity to escape?"

Walter replied without hesitation, "I believe you are capable and willing to use all of this, but Miss Robin is definitely not among them."

Sunday looked slightly taken aback, then gave a barely perceptible smile: "Thank you."

Walter looked at another outsider: "Mr. Navanvik..."

Wanweike retorted firmly, "I won't go. Why should I?"

To ask him to avoid this situation? That's too cruel, isn't it?