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

Gangs across the galaxy secretly gave a thumbs-up to their peers at Dream Star.

"Look at them! How ambitious, how brave, how lucky, how... reckless!"

Which of these two is someone to mess with? If you mess with the man, a whole bunch of nameless bastards will come to settle scores with you.

If you offend a woman... you'll probably never have the chance to get revenge in your lifetime.

On the screen, the gang members were filled with fervor, and the font size of the subtitles increased by two digits: "Good! Boss, teach her a lesson!"

[Sangbo: Tsk tsk tsk, guys, don't be cowards! If you take down these two weak and pathetic guys who don't even dare to raise their voices, your gang's cosmic ranking will be on par with the Clan, the Immortal Ship Alliance, the Interstellar Peace Company, and the like. Those 'Annihilation Gang' types are just pathetic!]

[Star: Hurry, hurry, hurry! If you dare to lay a finger on them, I'll respect you as true men!]

[Dream Interpreter: Sunday. It's time for a serious atmosphere. Pinocchio doesn't need gangs.]

[Sunday: As it should be.]

[Gang leader: Spare us... We'll disband right now and become food delivery drivers, we'll never be in a gang again!]

In the light screen, facing the condemnation, Huang Quan lowered his head in self-reproach: "How could this happen..."

Xing stood with her hands on her hips, somewhat speechless: "Why are they all acquaintances?"

Firefly looked puzzled: "What does '【都】' mean?"

[Yao Guang: The detail seems to be an exclamation about Xing's extensive network of connections, but in reality, she cannot see Misha emerging from the dream bubble.]

[March 7th: Looking back, it feels like there were so many foreshadowing elements, but I just couldn't guess them at the time.]

The clock boy was still pleading, "Tick-tock! Please, gray friend! Help Misha!"

Xing excitedly tilted her head back: "My baseball bat can't wait!"

Firefly instinctively stopped her: "But baseball bats are too inefficient... No! I mean, we can't solve the problem in such a brutal way..."

[March 7th: Too inefficient... It's definitely not as efficient as the SAM armor.]

[Silver Wolf: Sigh... A ruthless person is still a ruthless person; it's too difficult to perfectly feign weakness in every detail.]

To improve efficiency, the watch boy decided to teach Xing his special skill—the watch trick—and Xing surprisingly learned it very quickly.

The two men rushed to the middle of the two groups of people.

Seeing someone taking sides, the gang leader gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way, little girl! I'll make that woman understand she messed with the wrong person!"

[Fireworks: Looks like this guy's neck is really tougher than the first layer of the dream.]

Seeing this, Xing pretended to back out: "I won't bother you anymore..."

The watch boy stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide like saucers: "Huh, can't you see what's in his heart? What do we do now...?"

Xing said it was okay, joked around for a bit, and then got back to work.

The clock trick started, and as soon as the hands turned, the gang leader's mood instantly changed from resentment to joy.

Just moments before he had been furious, but suddenly he slammed on the brakes and burst into laughter: "Ha, ha ha ha!"

The thug beside him trembled, instinctively taking a step back, looking at his boss with a bewildered expression that seemed to say, "Are you crazy?"

The leader, his attitude completely changed: "Men, line up! Properly welcome our distinguished guests!"

The gang members were bewildered, but they still lined up in unison as if to welcome guests.

"Ready, go!"

The thugs were clearly seasoned professionals in the service industry. With their hands clasped in front of their lower abdomens, their movements and voices were perfectly synchronized, like twins, as they bowed in unison and shouted, "Welcome to the dreamland of Pinocchio!"

Xing nodded: "No need for formalities, rise."

The gang leader's service was impeccable: "We'll do whatever you say! You're our most valued guest—"

The thugs, clearly trained, replied in unison, "Whatever makes you happy!!!"

[Qingque: Uh, this is too abstract. This level of quality... what exactly does your gang do? Do you monopolize the hotel service industry in this surrounding area?]

[March 7th: I'm really curious now, how exactly are they going to let Huang Quan know she messed with the wrong person? Will they give her a good massage and bone setting right there, letting her experience how strong their hands are?]

[Fireworks: Little Gray, look what you've done to him!]

[Star: They're obviously always like this, I was just letting them reveal their true nature, okay?]

The gang members left in a daze.

Huang Quan was deeply grateful for their help.

After chatting for a while, the group talked about the clock boy and Xing's "gesturing wildly" earlier.

Firefly whispered, "Although I don't quite understand the situation either... Star said that it seems only straightforward, innocent, and childlike children can see it..."

Huang Quan paused for a moment, then said with a touch of emotion, "...It seems I've already passed that age."

[Black Swan: Hmm? Fireflies aside, before this, you also thought you were very straightforward, innocent, and childlike?]

[Xu Zhao: It's clear that Liu Ying is still bothered by this comment.]

[Silver Wolf: Am I the only one who feels that someone's evaluation of me like that is actually sarcastic? Firefly, which word do you prefer? Innocence, or childlike?]

[Yao Guang: That's normal. Children get upset when others treat them like children, while adults try their best to go back to childhood. That's just human nature.]

[Heita: The eternally beautiful and youthful Heita doesn't have this problem.]

[Star: My Uncle Yang will definitely see this too!]

[Walter: Hmm...maybe.]

After a brief sigh, Huang Quan offered his thoughts: "But if this clock boy really exists, many things make sense."

"I can sense that there are some ambiguous things around me. Unfortunately, I can't communicate with them like you do."

"Perhaps we both react to [memory matter], which is why we can perceive these incredible things in dreams. But you are more perceptive than I am."

"I initially thought that the elegant memory-taker had left something in your mind, but now it seems that there are quite a few beings in this dream who are just as special as her."

Xing scratched his head: "An elegant reminiscer?"

This incident left a very good impression on Huang Quan. Without hesitation, she blurted out, "Shortly after we parted, I unintentionally walked into a ball, and a lady in a black veil invited me to dance. It was my first time dancing... and it was an unforgettable experience."

"Unfortunately, I forgot to ask her name... I only know that she comes from [Flowing Light Memory Garden]."

[Yao Guang: As expected of Huang Quan, he's reliable in everything except finding the way.]

[Fireworks: Pfft~~ I can't hold it in anymore. @BlackSwan, are you happy? Unexpected? Woman, you've caught Huang Quan's attention!]

Black Swan: ...

[March 7th: To dance so well on your first time, and not step on your partner's foot even once? Amazing!]

[Black Swan: I wish she wasn't that formidable. If I'd been brutally trampled on a few times, perhaps I would have given up and avoided all that humiliation later.]