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

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The tense and exciting (?) battle was abruptly paused.

A firefly's voice came from outside the dream: "Wait, wait a minute!"

"Isn't this ridiculous?"

[Silver Wolf: Don't underestimate me, Sam. Three deaths is no joke.]

[Feiying: This guy impersonating Sambo is definitely a Masked Fool too. His mental state is exceptionally good, even by the standards of the tavern.]

[March 7th: Speaking of which, is there really a metaphor in this plot? I don't understand it at all.]

[That Summer: You should be glad. If you can easily glean any metaphor from a bunch of inspirational stories from trash cans, then I'd suggest you book an appointment with a psychiatrist at the Dim Light Courtyard.]

[Kaze Sumire: This... it's very difficult to hope for a recovery.]

Xing broke free from the meticulously crafted dream.

Sambo shook his head: "Oh dear, what a pity—I was hoping to see how Xing would deal with the King of Trash..."

Xing said speechlessly, "What Tartarov? That's you..."

This model reuse is so blatant! At least change the color of the clothes and hair.

"What a pity, what a pity!" Sangbo glanced at Liuying in a huff, "Such a meaningful dream came to an abrupt end because of Miss Liuying's intervention..."

"...I was really looking forward to seeing what kind of expression you'd make when you discovered the truth."

[Silver Wolf: "Profound Meaning"]

[Star: Tsk, riddle teller, get out of the galaxy! All day long, you've been hinting at something hidden, something secret, and after leading me around in circles, there's still nothing. Do you think I'm some kind of idiot, oh wait, the seventh day of the third lunar month?]

[March 7th: Huh? ???]

Xing crossed her arms, her patience nearly exhausted: "This strange dream has a hidden meaning?"

"Express?" Sambo smiled meaningfully. "No, it should be 'reveal'..."

"The truth about 'dreams'—aren't you looking for it? Don't be fooled by the beautiful scenery, my dear, a comfortable environment makes people blind."

"Don't you think this Dream Bubble looks a lot like Pinocchio these days, huh?"

[Gallach: It may not be very similar, but it's definitely very abstract.]

Sambo made a pointed remark: "A group of people with ulterior motives, crammed onto a small stage, none of them wanting to be in the spotlight, pushed the poor little gray thing to the front—"

"Dreams aren't like your own bathtub; they're like the unpredictable deep sea. To put it more clearly—don't be fooled by alluring fluorescent lights. If you fall for one of those... I'll be extremely disappointed."

Xing's expression froze for a moment: "[Firefly]..."

Sangbo smiled faintly, gesturing with his chin towards the spot where Liuying had just stood: "—Do you see that little girl is still there?"

Xing glanced back, and in the blink of an eye, the firefly's figure had vanished without a trace.

Sambo narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You keep claiming to be a local from Pinocchio, but you know absolutely nothing about the ways of the trade—you're quite the thief, though. Who are you, anyway? Darling, didn't you suspect her for a single moment?"

"Take my advice: if you have any questions, go confront that girl. Don't let her run away with her tail between her legs, haha."

He bowed deeply, performing a curtain call like an actor taking his final bow: "Goodbye, buddy... don't let me down."

[Yao Guang: Hmph, a divide-and-conquer scheme, huh? Interesting.]

[Firefly: Star, you wouldn't...]

[Star: How could that be, Yingbao? Our bond is unbreakable. Even if it were fake, so what? I'd be willing to be fooled by you!]

[March 7th: Ugh~~ (Disdainful)]

[Star: In March, the adults are talking about adult matters, kids shouldn't interrupt.]

Inside the train, Xing patted his chest and gave a guarantee, then looked at the light screen with a worried expression.

You'd better live up to expectations, Lao Ji!

Haikou has already made a big promise, so we absolutely cannot let ourselves be proven wrong!

……

Within the light screen, Xing felt a slight unease as she searched frantically for Liu Ying. She wanted to confirm Liu Ying's safety and also demand an explanation.

Before long, she found that green figure behind a flower bed.

"..." Firefly noticed that she had caught up, and her lips trembled slightly.

She turned to the side, looking into the distance, as if avoiding Xing's gaze. After a long while, she turned back and spoke softly.

"...I'm sorry." Her voice was very nasal, and there was a hint of tears welling up in her eyes. She seemed on the verge of crying.

[Star: Hiss... It's... no problem!]

[March 7th: No, it's just a pretty girl playing the victim. You should be more wary... although, you should probably believe it.]

[Silver Wolf: Firefly, show some dignity as a veteran of Grammer!]

[Firefly: The thought of Xing misunderstanding me, or even scolding me, is unbearable...]

[Kafka: Don't make things difficult for her. Given Little Firefly's personality, if things go from peaceful to coldly accusing and even hostile, it's far more terrifying for her than confiscating your cartridges.]

[Star: No way, how could I bear to scold you, baby? (Affectionate image)]

[Firefly: Yes, you're the best!]

[March 7th: Tsk, you two... I've had a big lunch, no need for extra dog food!]

Star's gaze was gentle and sincere. She met Firefly's eyes and spoke softly, "I need the truth. Tell me, okay?"

As the firefly was being watched, she felt a warm glow all over her body, and all her fear of the worsening situation vanished.

"……Um."

She took some time to compose herself and carefully considered the few things she was allowed to reveal.

"I... I've been hiding something from you..."

"For example, I'm definitely not a local, and the hound family's pursuit of me wasn't without reason... There are also some other reasons for traveling with you..."

Speaking of her colleagues, even her downcast expression brightened a bit: "...But thank you for your help, it's true."

She drifted into daydreaming, describing her imagined train life to herself: "It's true that I long for the nameless passengers; you've been to many parts of the world, seen all sorts of people and things, and every day is a brand new beginning..."

Xing smiled and said, "You can also board the train."

"Ah..." Liu Ying was overjoyed and took a deep breath.

[Silver Wolf: Wait, Old Firefly, are you serious? You're interested?!]

[Star: Come on, Firefly, I'll take you to steal some March ice cream and Teacher Danheng's ancient, all-natural dyes!]

[Silver Wolf/March 7th: No way!]

Firefly's heart pounded wildly. After a long while, reason finally won out in the battle between reason and emotion. But she really couldn't bear to give up the opportunity to be close to the star.

After careful consideration, she decided to be a little willful: "I want to take you somewhere else, okay? This time it's not a tourist attraction, quite the opposite... it's more like my 'secret hideout'."