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

[March 7th: Oh, I see! Miss Robin saw through Sunday's disguise a long time ago! Wait, could it be... that what Miss Robin said just now was all on purpose for him to hear?]

It seems that... changing the third-person perspective to the second-person perspective would seamlessly transform the conversation into a sibling heart-to-heart talk?

On March 7th, I felt like I had solved a major case!

[Prince Huan: Thank you, Mengguren.]

[Yao Guang: Of course. By the standards of a casual acquaintance, don't you think what I just said was a bit too forward? The robin, to comfort her brother, set the pace, started conversations, prepared the artwork, and even got Sunday involved; the two of them worked together to complete it. That's quite a lot of effort, isn't it?]

[Fireworks: More than that~~]

Many people in the Milky Way gave a sly smile.

This is all a trap! Sunday was completely controlled by the evil little bird from beginning to end!

Looking back now, their initial feeling was entirely correct. The robin's words were indeed entirely pointed, every single one of them striking directly at Sunday's soul; they were clearly meticulously prepared.

The robin, a golden-winged roc, was extremely worried about her weak and unruly older brother, who was as fragile as a fledgling. She even disguised herself as a fledgling and tried various ways to comfort him.

"He's probably...hehehe..."

Thinking of this, almost everyone in the galaxy except for the expressionless man wore a wicked smile.

Need I say more about how he is now?

They must be utterly ashamed!

[Qingque: On Sunday, he... surely he's still in the dark, thinking his disguise is incredibly clever and perfect, right?]

[Hanabi: I know this is difficult, but this is an order. Everyone, keep your smiles straight.]

[Star: Reporting, sir, this is so difficult, hahaha~~~!]

On Sunday, he watched all of this... and he couldn't bear to look anymore!

His head was lower than his shoulders, and if you looked up from below, you could see that his face was as red as if it were on fire, and his eyes were so glazed that you could almost see the rapidly spinning mosquito coil.

He used his two little wings to plug his ears and eyes, trying his best to escape all of this.

Everyone, everyone knows...

This is hell!

The only saving grace is that, at least Wanweike's affair has not yet been exposed.

Just then, a voice made him tremble.

Someone spoke again from within the light screen.

Walter observed everything, and now he had some doubts: "It doesn't seem like a perfect farewell."

On Sunday, she was very satisfied with the experience and felt refreshed: "That's enough. I just wanted to stay quietly by her side for a while."

[Star: Oh no, Old Japan was completely kept in the dark. Look at him, so easily swayed by the little bird; he's a completely different person compared to the pessimistic Old Japan from before.]

[Yao Guang: It might not be a bad thing. Too much wisdom can be harmful, and deep affection can be short-lived; hence the saying, "It's rare to be muddle-headed." However… it's probably very difficult for Sunday to be muddle-headed these days.]

[Fireworks: This world is full of malice towards him.]

[Qingque: It seems like you're the one who started most of the trend, right?]

Without you, Sunday wouldn't have ended up like this... Well, even without her, there would definitely be other people to provide entertainment. Ah... pleasure.

……

On the screen, Sunday's expression hardened as he looked down at Wanweike and said, "But why did you do something unnecessary?"

Wanweike, with a thick-skinned, unyielding look, asked, "What are you referring to?"

Sunday: "Those two notes, if discovered, will become evidence against her."

"Hmph, how many times have you made decisions on your own? Why can't I?" Wanweike said, hands on his hips, clearly indignant. But under Sunday's stern gaze, he quickly softened and sighed softly, "I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life either."

"Regret for the rest of my life..." Walter seemed to understand the meaning behind it.

[March 7th: Isn't it a lifelong regret?]

[Star: March, you actually know idioms now?!]

[Yao Guang: There is indeed a subtle difference between the two. "终生" can simply mean "a lifetime," but "终终"... refers to the end of the body, and can also mean death or demise.]

[March 7th: Is there a difference?]

[Fu Xuan: A lifetime is generally considered very long, even for short-lived species it can be several decades. But a lifetime is not necessarily so; in this universe, it could be as short as the next second.]

[March 7th: Ugh~~ Don't make it sound so scary. It's probably just Wanweike using it casually, right? After all, in everyday speech, as long as the meaning is roughly correct, it's normal for the words not to perfectly convey the meaning, right?]

Wanweike said proactively, "This farewell should end now, shouldn't it?"

Sunday nodded: "Yes, only one stop left. But before we set off..."

He looked at his unexpected "companion" on this trip: "Mr. Walter, I would like to ask you another question."

"I'm curious, why did you become an anonymous visitor?"

"Why do you ask this?" Walter's expression shifted slightly. The question seemed a bit abrupt. What were his thoughts when he asked it on Sunday?

On Sunday, she said firmly, "I've always had this feeling that you wouldn't abandon anyone in need. Traveling with you along the way has only strengthened my belief in that."

"At this very moment, countless worlds in the heavens await the arrival of the Star Train. But you and your companions remain here only for an old friend you've never met, and a notorious fugitive."

His brows furrowed with obvious bewilderment and a thirst for knowledge: "The original meaning of 'exploration' is to move forward, not to stop, yet you devote your time to a bunch of passersby, and consider this... to be perfectly reasonable?"

[Star: Hehehe...]

[March 7th: No, what's so funny? And why are you laughing like that... in a creepy way?]

Her starry eyes sparkled, and she exclaimed excitedly, "March, haven't you noticed yet? Old Ri... he's become interested in Kaitaku! After seeing so much, don't you understand what happens when you fall for Kaitaku?"

Perhaps, the grand plan to find the Star God as a follower is truly on the verge of victory!

"Go for it, Uncle Yang! Use your silver tongue to persuade him relentlessly, instill in him a pioneering spirit. You must bring that innocent little bird back!"

In the light screen, Walter shook his head: "I never thought so. The Watchmaker made the same choice."

On Sunday, he said, "But he also said goodbye to the train because of this, and never went to the stars again in his life."

While this is certainly admirable, isn't it too regrettable for the nameless individuals themselves? They sacrificed too much, took too many risks, but received far too little in return.

Walter directly shared his thoughts, imparting his understanding of pioneering: "Not all journeys lead to the stars and the sea. Even after leaving the train, some pioneering endeavors do not end."

"You can think of it this way: 'Nameless Guest' is never just a title for one person. Everyone has different perspectives on this path, and we will all do our best as long as conditions permit."

"What I'm exploring isn't the unknown world, but every living person under this starry sky."