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

Walter's lens flashed, "So brazenly interfering in the reunion of siblings... that's interesting."

"Let him stay; he won't get in the way," Sunday said. "Besides, I need Vanwick present. In any case, she shouldn't have contact with a fugitive."

Walter was taken aback: "You...don't plan to reveal your true identity to her?"

On Sunday, gazing at that beautiful figure, he still couldn't make up his mind: "A farewell doesn't necessarily need to be known by both parties."

"...She shouldn't take any risks for my selfish desires."

[Star: We already took a huge risk to get you out, okay?]

[Yao Guang: What a dishonest little bird. Worried about damaging her sister's reputation, and also ashamed to speak with her in her current position, she made a move that only served to cover things up. While unexpected, it was understandable.]

[Robin: Sigh... My brother is always like this. Once he sets a rule, he'll stick to it to the bitter end, regardless of whether it's appropriate. And he's so shy. If someone he deems needs protection sees him vulnerable, he'll feel incredibly ashamed... even though confiding in someone is the best option in these situations.]

[Star: Stop talking, stop talking! I'm embarrassed for the old man; I'm practically digging a hole in my toe for the thirteenth moment.]

At the Pinocchio Theatre on Sunday, watching my good sister betray me again unconsciously, I suddenly felt dizzy and my vision went black.

What is the purpose of this part of the storyline since the end of the war? Is it specifically designed to persecute him?

[Fireworks: That chicken-wing boy is so stubborn. There's no one watching, and even if someone did see, you siblings and Wanweike could easily brainwash him into a fool on the spot. Let Fireworks go up; she's already chosen the burlap sack in the robin's favorite color!]

[Star: Good heavens, this is a death sentence! In the Japanese paradise, this is probably one of the few crimes punishable by death, right?]

You're such a veteran artist; every time you open your mouth, you come up with a new way to court disaster.

Everyone in the Galaxy admired Hanabi's courage.

It seems that those who watch funerals don't mind the size of the coffin; they insist on lying in the coffin themselves to cool off before they can truly enjoy themselves.

That's why they can get the mask of joy. No matter how many times they've suffered setbacks or begged for mercy, it's impossible for them to remember anything!

However, it turns out that their understanding of the purity of the people involved in the entertainment industry was still limited.

[Fireworks: Hehehe, let me see, what other good opportunities are there to tease the chicken wing boy~~]

She couldn't wait.

In the light screen, Walter chose to respect Sunday's decision: "...Go ahead."

Vanwick nodded: "Shall we go forward?"

"(Deep breath)..." Sunday turned and took a step, forcing her wavering heart to move forward with her actions: "Let's go. If I can't take this step... there's no point in even talking about starting."

On Sunday, Vanwick and he quietly approached the robin from behind. They exchanged a glance, and Vanwick gave him an encouraging look. After making sure his disguise was effective, he stood in the corner and watched quietly.

[Xing: You know what, it doesn't really look like a sibling reunion. It's more like a kidnapping by thugs, or the stealthy, swift action of an assassin! Too cautious! Show some brotherly dignity, don't lose face!]

[Hanabi: Keep it up! Don't let your legs tremble, and please don't let your voice shake either!]

[Su Chang: Is it really that serious? This scene feels more like a major crisis than when my teacher hands me a failing test and I'm asked to get my mother's signature.]

[Qingque: Shh... Don't get involved, or you'll get covered in cyber blood.]

[March 7th: Oh dear, it's all your fault! I'm starting to get nervous too. What should I say about this situation?]

[Walter: The closer you get to home, the more apprehensive you become. It's normal to feel anxious and insecure when someone is someone you care about most.]

A kindred spirit...

I was deeply moved on Sunday and my respect for Walter grew even stronger.

Finally, someone understands his predicament!

……

On Sunday, she stepped forward and greeted him as if by chance: "I didn't expect to meet you here, Robin... lady."

He thought he was fully prepared, but to his surprise, his voice was unexpectedly hoarse the moment he opened his mouth, and it even began to tremble in sync with his heartbeat.

The robin turned around in response, and what came into view was a female golden android.

"Hello, ma'am. May I ask your name?"

The AI ​​opposite him clasped its hands together over its lower abdomen, hesitated for a moment, and then said with elegant manners, "My name is... Wanweike, and I am a member of the Hidden Night Thrush family."

[Star: And it even involves account theft?]

[Fireworks: That demeanor, so elegant, so incredibly elegant! You must practice a lot, right?]

[Bluebird: Speaking of which, robins also have the power of harmony; can they really be deceived?]

Robin: "So you were a dream architect. Thank you for your hard work, which allowed the dream to recover from the crisis."

Sunday said, "Ms. Robin must be very busy these days. What brings you to the Dream Frontier?"

[Hanabi: Because my brother fell from here.]

The robin chuckled softly: "Taking a break from my busy schedule, I wanted to find a quiet place to relax, preferably where I could see the stars. I just ended up here."

She gazed at the almost perpetually shining, dazzling night sky and murmured, lost in thought, "Even though it's just a starry sky in a dream."

"On this point, perhaps there's no difference between reality and dreams." Mentioning the words "just a dream" immediately lifted Sunday's spirits; the tension from before vanished, and she said, "We look up at the night sky, but the stars aren't there. Every ray of light we see is what it looked like long ago."

He said, equally lost in thought, "Have we ever seen the real starry sky?"

[Walter: But as long as the journey continues, we are infinitely approaching it.]

[Star: Goodness, old man, one question really hit your comfort zone, didn't it? You immediately got into the zone.]

[Fireworks: Are you kidding me? This is a sibling reunion! The last time we meet! Is that all you're going to say? Should we also do a "Are the righteous equal?" or "The Seven Days of the Week" segment right here? Hurry up and bury your face in the robin's arms, crying and shouting, "Sister, I can't bear to part with you! Robin, you must be happy, you must be joyful! This is the real deal, okay?"]

[Su Chang: Who's stabbing whom? That's not exactly proper, is it?]

[Qingque: You guys are really fearless. Sunday's tolerance seems to have increased; has she become desensitized? By the way, Sunday's comments are a bit too personal, aren't they? Isn't there a risk of being exposed?]

[Fireworks: The robin says, "I'm getting really excited, I saw my brother have undergone a sex change!"]

[Sunday: Hiss...]

Sunday frowned.

Surely it won't be that easy for them to see through it?

……

Upon hearing such a profound philosophical discourse, the robin gave this "stranger" a deep look.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Robin smiled slightly: "Miss Vanwick speaks very philosophically, just like someone I know."