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

[March 7th: This, this even exists? Normal people are still far too rare in the galaxy.]

Walter remained noncommittal about their fate: "Whatever the outcome, someone will witness it for you."

"I'll be waiting for you in the stands."

On Sunday, he said simply, "I am extremely grateful."

Walter found himself a good spot in the stands. This was Sunday's new beginning, his pioneering spirit.

After watching him leave, Sunday took a deep breath: "Shall we begin?"

The final farewell had finally arrived, or rather, the most important one: the process of reconciling with himself was finally about to begin. His heart was filled with unprecedented complexity.

Wanweik faced the light, one hand on his hip, and said meaningfully, "[Looking forward to this possibility]... You have indeed changed. In the past, you would never have been able to tolerate any noise."

On Sunday, with his back to the light and a somber expression, he said, "I am about to embark on an unknown journey, and it will be impossible to maintain an orderly life anymore. Like today, I will have to walk with the unexpected."

Wanweike narrowed his eyes slightly: "Actually, you weren't prepared at all, were you?"

On Sunday, he frankly admitted, "Yes. I feel uneasy, even terrified. After leaving Pinocchio, I no longer have control over everything."

Wanweik corrected him, "You're overthinking it. It's not that everything is beyond your control."

But he wasn't alarmed: "Isn't this how most people live their lives?"

"My excessive fear of the unknown may be my weakness." Sunday did not deny his weaknesses in some areas. He looked directly into Vanwick's eyes, his expression much more relaxed: "But your appearance proves that accidents are not all bad things."

[Star: Oh? I thought Old Japanese was going to stay arrogant forever... I don't envy your personality at all! I didn't expect you to say it so casually?]

[Yao Guang: You're making rapid progress!]

"Meeting you has benefited me greatly. I am so glad to have encountered another side of myself in this way, and I am also so fortunate to have the opportunity to say it to you in person..."

Wanweike was slightly taken aback, then listened with anticipation.

He really didn't expect that, without him even having to subtly probe, this blockhead would actually reveal his true feelings on his own.

Praise it all you want, because who can blame you for having such an enviable carefree attitude?

[Gold Sand: Is this a process every split personality goes through before returning to their original state? Reconciling with oneself? Seeing that this guy has the same experience does make me feel a bit more at peace.]

[March 7th: What will he say?]

[Star: It's definitely just small talk and mutual flattery, no doubt about it!]

Many people in the Milky Way exchanged smiles with their companions.

This scene is so classic.

In the light screen, Wanweik straightened his back for the first time ever.

"...Hmph~~" Sunday gave an ambiguous smile, then raised his head and said with utmost seriousness, "I really do hate you."

After saying that, a smug smile lingered at the corners of his eyes and brows.

Wanweike was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "What's going on? Are you sure you didn't say it backwards?"

No, buddy. After all that buildup, this is all you're going to say? You're making me look like a clown.

[Star: My back is killing me... Damn, he's gone bad, started playing dirty tricks? Is that innocent little bird gone forever? But I have to say, he's actually quite handsome.]

[Fireworks: Pfft~~ Chicken Wing Boy can play tricks on people now. Tsk tsk, poor Wanweike, what were you expecting?]

[Sambo: Sigh, Wanweike says: He's straightened his posture now, give me back my gratitude!]

March 7th: No

On Sunday, he turned around and looked at the stage, as if answering a question, or perhaps asking himself: "Many of the qualities you possess do indeed reside within me. On many occasions, I've also wanted to make a witty remark, express my thoughts directly, or reveal my dislike for someone without reservation..."

He paused, the words he wanted to say but hesitated. Then he smiled with relief, casting aside his slight awkwardness: "Or perhaps I like it. I also want to tell Him that I like every single one of her songs."

[Star: Congratulations, your wish has been exceeded.]

Vanwick stepped forward: "Then go ahead and do it, old man. You always say you want to put the birds in cages, but you're the one who's imprisoned."

"Take a look in the mirror." He looked himself up and down: "Self-discipline, inner conflict—what else is left in your life besides these two? You're living like a block of marble; when you fall, you'll only shatter into pieces."

[Star: Oh wow? The term "Old Japanese" was actually coined by the Japanese themselves?]

[Yao Guang: Wan Weike's comments are truly insightful, witty and sharp, yet every word is true.]

[Fireworks: He really is persistent and unwavering, so frustrated with me. He's still playing on Sundays; if he gets so angry he runs away, that'll be hilarious.]

Sunday gave him a deep look: "But I won't be you. I can't."

"I hate frivolous people, and I feel uncomfortable even imitating them. Even after experiencing failure, I will not easily give up certain principles, such as propriety and integrity."

"As for harmony, my attitude is largely the same. Whether it's you or fate, if the things I once questioned or even resisted happen to be the strength I will rely on in the future..."

He pressed his hand to his chest, his expression extremely solemn: "Then this time, I will entrust the [tuning] to my true self."

"I will ask you to do it."

[Star: Wow? Aren't you afraid Wanweik will take the opportunity to rise to power? Just think about how excited he was when he jumped in front of the robin; I bet he's been wanting to kill the old Japanese guy and become the robin's older brother for a long time.]

Vanvik almost thought he'd misheard. He didn't even show any joy at the opportunity that was right in front of him; he glanced sideways at Sunday, suspecting it was just another instance of aimless laziness. He was quite displeased with it.

"What's this? Tossing a coin into the air and leaving your life to it?"

"You're not that kind of person at all. Did you get hit by a train and lose your mind? Or were you possessed by the company's gamblers?"

[Fireworks: That's really interesting. The chicken-winged boy pointed arrogantly at Huang Quan: Play your cards slowly, Envoy, you've made me impatient. I'll place my bet, I'll gamble... All for the Amber King!]

[Qingque: And then Huangquan turns everything upside down? The plot hasn't changed.]

[Sai Fei'er: Wanweike really has guts; he didn't even take such a good opportunity. Speaking of which, why does he seem like the worried older brother, while Sunday is the disappointing younger brother?]

On Sunday, he elaborated on his motivation: "Failure is always the best teacher. To save more people, you must first understand why they were born and why they die, and the best way to do that is to practice it yourself."

He laughed and said, "You see, I'm already trying to make changes."