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

[Yao Guang: So, these are the two Pinocchio dream murders I mentioned before? One was a robin, and the other, the stowaway, was a firefly?]

[Sangbo: By the way, is this the legendary, Ryuki-chan?]

[Fireworks: Oh~~]

That feels so good! That's exactly what I've been waiting for!

And Sambo, I respect you as a true man!

[Sangbo: Mianmian is pretty amazing. She moved through the ranks of the Pioneer Star God, the Void Commander, and the Memory Walker as if they were nothing, then with a single, decisive strike, she retreated and left triumphantly. Everyone else could only watch her perform like defeated dogs. Clean and efficient! Tsk tsk, in front of the Pioneer sister, she outmaneuvered the strong, taking down her little girlfriend with a single blow… enough for her to brag about for a lifetime!]

[Sai Fei'er: Wow~~ It really has to be you genuine entertainers from beyond the heavens. We, the simulated ones from Onpharos, just can't match your sharp tongue, you...you're courting death! You're just sprinkling cumin, alcohol, and chili powder on Ash's wounds.]

[Fireworks: Don't add me, I'm not included this time!]

[Yao Guang: Hiss... Mr. Sangbo, it seems you just experienced a life-altering event. Your originally smooth destiny has suddenly been marred by a death, and it's imminent!]

[Qingque: Is this really such a heaven-defying, fate-altering thing?]

[Star: Heh, hehehehe... Old Ri, we're so close, can't I ask you for a favor? Don't worry, it's just a matter of you lifting a finger, no problem at all.]

[Sunday: Hmm...please go ahead?]

[Star: Phew~~ Put Oswaldo aside for now, I have a purely personal grudge to settle! Damn it (train profanity), write Sambo's name down right now!]

[Sunday: This...]

[Sambo: I was wrong! Trail Blazers sisters, Firefly, I was just... possessed by the God of Fun, and I was saying His thoughts. Can I write Him first?]

A certain amused god's clone was cursing filth in the shadows.

[Pam: Star Passenger, calm down, calm down! You can only use it once a month. It's not worth wasting your time on someone like this.]

[Sangbo: Yeah, yeah, wait, why does it feel like I was insulted?]

But as the saying goes, a wise man knows when to yield, and Sambo has always been a wise man among wise men, very pragmatic!

They fawned over each other in the chat group, doing everything they could to flatter.

[Firefly: No need for such a fuss, I'm fine. We can just beat this guy up with a SAM mech, no need to kill him.]

[Star: Yingbao, you're just too kind-hearted.]

Xing patted her chest, repeatedly telling herself that it was all an illusion and that Liu Ying was actually unharmed, in an effort to calm herself down.

She wasn't unprepared; in fact, from Liu Ying's previous self-encouragement, she had realized that Liu Ying would deliberately let Chen Mian kill her once, thus achieving her first death.

However, as the images flashed by on the screen, she was still involuntarily led by the nose. Even if it was a fake, she couldn't remain unmoved by the sight of someone important dying before her eyes, especially…

Liu Ying cried.

Although she no longer had any memories of the past, she understood all too well that, given Liu Ying's personality, she would never cry in front of her unless she absolutely couldn't hold back.

She might act weak in accordance with what most people would like, but she would never show weakness; she is a strong person at heart!

This only shows that the pain was excruciating!

Xing's face was so gloomy it was almost as if water could freeze from it.

Dan Heng glanced at her and sighed in a low voice.

[Dan Heng: Mr. Gallagher, let's revise Mianmian's appearance and use a more normal escort method.]

[Mikhail: I told you long ago, your artistic taste has gone astray. Children will cry if they see that, and you'll face elimination sooner or later.]

[Gallach: Cough cough, okay.]

Hmm... what should I shape it into? How about following Changyeyue's idea? That wouldn't be without its advantages; at least the head would bear some resemblance to the Starry Sky Train.

[March 7th: I suggest you model your appearance after Pepe from the space station, or even Listener. Then change Pierce to pulling a sled.]

[That Summer: Earth Beast. The image of a harmless, intelligent, and brave transporter is perfectly suited to the Earth Beast!]

[Bai E: It's best to wear gold or purple clothes, as this will make you appear approachable and simple.]

[Gallach: Tsk, fine.]

That's so unoriginal. But given the atmosphere, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

In the light screen, Hoshimi Ryuki died in front of her, filled with regret. Why couldn't she have been faster back then?

The hopeful promise the two made on the rooftop has now turned into a scorching fire burning their hearts.

The Black Swan, unable to bear the thought, suggested, "While we evacuate, there's still more we can do for Miss Firefly, isn't there? There are still some traces of her around here. Let them become your 'memories' before they completely disappear."

Xing nodded silently; this was all she could do at this point.

The black swan guided the two as they traversed the world of memories.

After a long while.

She frowned slightly: "...What's going on? There's a sudden...heatiness in my memory?"

Huang Quan's eyes sharpened: "You noticed it too. It looks like something's on fire..."

Along the way, the group discovered several charred remains of monsters in extremely gruesome condition. If they got too close, the astonishing heat emanating from the monster remains would still be enough to scorch Xing.

Clearly, this mysterious uninvited guest has not gone far.

The group searched and reconstructed the trail of the firefly, and roughly retrieved the investigation results that she hadn't had time to relay in this dream.

They walked further and further away, until...

"She thought she had escaped, but..." The Black Swan collected the last fragment of memory left by the Firefly, then looked at the road ahead.

That was the place where the fireflies had just encountered death. They had gone around in a big circle, returning here from the opposite direction from where they had come from.

"And then, it was the end..."

Xing and the two revisited the place they had visited before.

Huang Quan cautiously twisted the scabbard: "Everyone, over there—"

The black swan looked in that direction and smiled faintly. What a coincidence! The fireflies' trail had vanished, and the monster cleaner who had invaded this place—whether friend or foe was unknown—was right before their eyes.

"Looks like someone's been waiting for you. So you're finally going to step onto the stage...?"

Based on previous clues, she vaguely guessed the other party's identity: "...Sam, the Star Core Hunter."

The surrounding environment was unusually hot; the area within dozens of meters of the white mecha was like an oven, with an astonishing and pervasive heat field that distorted the light and made vision distort as well.

Xing braved the heatwave and stepped forward. This time, she was fully prepared for battle and would not be caught off guard again.

Thump! Thump! The intense mecha sound effects were deafening.

The white mech sensed the approaching crowd behind it and punched the dying monster in its hand until it was completely lifeless.

She turned around, her gaze lingering on Xing for a moment before quickly looking away: "A sea patrolman..."

"And...those who remember."

She spread one arm and declared with a haughty air, "I'm leaving now. No one will get hurt."

Outside the light screen, Xinghe and the train crew were somewhat tense, while the others in the galaxy felt a strange sense of amusement.

Silver Wolf was utterly astonished.

[Silver Wolf: No, this is the way you came up with to separate them?]