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

"The name Walter means 'the world' in my hometown. It signifies that everyone is their own world, and their potential is no different from that of distant stars. The connections I make with people are the most precious gains I have made on my journey."

"This is my way of pioneering, and this is why I stay here."

On Sunday, he pressed for answers: "Why me?"

As someone who undoubtedly stood on the opposite side, especially someone who deceived and tricked Walter once, it's hard to imagine him receiving such treatment, right?

Walter said calmly, "I've said before that I left my hometown in a similar hurry, so I understand how you feel now."

"I also know that only when a person is determined to say goodbye to the past can they truly face their entire self. Just like what you are doing right now..."

He abruptly changed the subject, a glint of wisdom flashing in his glasses: "Have there ever been a third person in our lives?"

Wanweik shrugged: "I told you it would be discovered, didn't I?"

When his secret was exposed on Sunday, he smiled with relief: "As expected, nothing can escape your discerning eyes."

"Now that you've seen through Vanwick's secret, I don't need to beat around the bush anymore. Let's go—"

"Let's get straight to the point and put a final end to this farewell."

[Xing: You're too kind. You're the one who fooled Uncle Yang's discerning eyes.]

[March 7th: Wait, what does "there has never been a third person" mean? Who is Wanweike?]

【Sunday:……】

On Sunday, when my mood had finally started to relax a little thanks to Walter's teaching, my body suddenly trembled.

Cold sweat was forced out of every pore on my forehead.

[Fireworks: Isn't it obvious? The fact that no third person was ever there means... that the Starry Sky Train considers the Pipishi people inhuman, exhibiting a serious tendency towards racial discrimination!]

[Star: What the heck? Why don't you say that Pinocchio makes that little bird, Old Japanese, work overtime every day, which shows that Star is seriously violating animal rights principles?]

[Puri Ce: Why not, Tanuki?]

[Phantom Prince: When will the Animal Protection Law be fully implemented for tanuki...?]

[Fireworks: Oh right, add this one too, and it'll make the Star Train and Pinocchio magic clash!]

[March 7th: You guys at Lezi are really something else.]

Why does your mouth always sound so strange?

[Black Tower: It's not just one person... This phenomenon is quite interesting.]

After a moment's thought, insightful people around the world finally began to seriously examine Wanweike for the first time.

At first, this average-strength fellow traveler was hardly noticeable to them; the only commendable thing about him was his courage in harboring the number one fugitive.

Only then did they realize that such a strange and unusual thing had happened before their eyes.

——[Next up: "On the Eighth Day"]

The three arrived at their final destination, and Walter frowned for the first time.

How dare they brazenly barge into this place on a Sunday?! The Pinocchio Grand Theatre!

"Even if you can conceal your appearance, being skilled in the family's forbidden area is still a bit too audacious."

On Sunday, he said confidently, "Don't worry, it won't take too much time."

He looked toward the stage of the Grand Theatre, and the resounding imperial edict that struck his soul when order was established still seemed to echo in his ears.

The atmosphere subtly shifted. Even Wanweike stopped joking.

[Star: Wow~~ This background music is like a dream come true, it's like Dominic descending upon the world.]

Sunday's eyes were filled with nostalgia: "I was just a child when I first came to the Grand Theatre. Looking out from here, I was drawn to the light behind the curtain and believed it to be the guiding light that led me to my dreamland."

"But many years later, when I returned to this place as the head of the Oak family, I learned that behind that light was the [Star Core]."

How ironic, and how cruel. To shatter the beliefs of a "child" in this way, forcing the notion that mortals have no gods to rely on.

[Hanabi: After witnessing the dark side of her family, her faith in Tongxie finally collapsed completely?]

Walter asked, "What are you planning to do this time you're back on stage?"

Sunday said, "To begin. I have always believed that a person's starting point should be his destination."

He glanced at Wanweike and carefully explained his situation and feelings: "Have you ever seen an elderly person who has died peacefully in their sleep? When life comes to an end, they often raise their hands and stretch them out into the void, just like a newborn baby whose first posture is also to raise its arms."

The entire theater of steel puppets seemed to be responding to his words, eagerly raising their hands to grab something.

At this moment, Sunday was clear-headed, and when talking about setting off, he even had an undisguised anticipation: "At the moment of birth and at the moment of departure, mankind has twice taken flight, traversing the beginning and end of its journey. In order to be able to take flight again..."

He looked down at Wanweike, the camera angle obscuring his small figure.

"I will bid farewell to my past self here."

When Wanweik reappeared, his figure had suddenly grown taller—Sunday!

Or rather, it was another Sunday when he was dressed in the patriarch's formal attire, impeccably dressed, his arm raised with machine-like precision.

On a real Sunday, my face turned green and my vision went black. My five senses were gradually detaching from my body, and the world was spinning!

Ruined!

[March 7th: Wow! A sudden appearance! This little guy is... also on a Sunday? So it's a "no one else here" situation? Why didn't anyone tell me?!]

[Star: What else could it be? It can't really be discrimination against Westerners, right? But hey Japan, you guys...you guys were really good at hiding it! I really never thought of it that way before.]

[Yao Guang: In hindsight, there were quite a few clues. Throughout the journey, Sunday never used his Harmony Power; even his disguise required Wan Weike's help. And that name, Wan Weike, one week. He was a complete personality, just like a week has seven days—short yet complete.]

[Fireworks: Why not a Won Week, or a week of winning?]

[Star: One week is too short. I've seen teams win every single day of the year, non-stop.]

[March 7th: Good heavens, no wonder Wanweik helped Sunday so easily, and even said he didn't want to have any regrets for the rest of his life. And those notes, this is probably the only chance he, as "another brother," has to care about the robin, right?]

[Robin: Brother...it seems I've missed something after all.]

[Star: Wait! Remember what Wanweik said when he pretended to be a random fan? Could it be...?]

Everyone naturally remembers that it was Wanweike's most "wonderful" performance!

No! This is clearly a heartfelt outpouring, a profound and thought-provoking statement that resonates for days!

"Ms. Robin! I'm your fan!"