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

Black Tower Space Station.

With the expectations of the three geniuses, the hard-won problem was finally solved.

But the result was completely different from their expectations!

After curiosity is satisfied, a profound fear arises.

"Laigushi, you're quite capable..." Black Tower said through gritted teeth, his eyes sharp.

Indeed, Lycurgus's wisdom is truly admirable.

If what he said is true, the Mechanical Emperor, despite using all his scepters day and night, could not come to a conclusion, while he obtained the result much earlier.

As the only two variables in these two comparative experiments, the Mechanical Emperor was no match for him, not even a child.

And this result...

"Perhaps he interfered with the calculations in some way, deliberately causing the scepter to reach the wrong conclusion?" Screws was extremely unwilling to accept this result.

"Perhaps that's possible..." Black Tower remained noncommittal, instead turning his gaze to the more distant future.

"But that's actually not important anymore. After all, a large part of Lai Gushi's schemes and calculations have already been laid bare before us!"

"This so-called First Cause of Life is the ultimate weapon he hurled at the machine head, and also the poison that will ultimately kill Him!"

"..." Screw Gum and Ruan Mei naturally understood.

In fact, at this point, many people in the galaxy have already come to understand.

This is a subject that the gods once personally monitored. If it is input into the mind of the All-Knowing One with sufficient computing power, He may be able to peacefully enter the final stage of destruction after receiving the answer to this ultimate question!

Although it's unclear how confident Lai Gushi is, perhaps he still has more details to hide and will give them more "surprises" at crucial moments.

But the general direction is already clearly visible!

Moreover, having gathered the neurons of the Venerable Bo Shizun and the necessary potent poison, the plan was ready in every way except for one crucial element. And the Iron Tomb likely possessed some ability to ensure the plan's perfect execution, guaranteeing that the Venerable Bo Shizun would not resist?

This is unknown.

Overall, they really can't find any fault with it; the plan is indeed feasible!

Moreover, this also answers the question of where everyone went during the Iron Tomb's attack on the universe.

Clearly, the "virus" in the Iron Tomb is powerful enough to affect organic life. All beings will be "judged" at the most fundamental level of life, and then—destroyed!

Black Tower took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to calm down from the shock.

"Unbelievable, my words actually came true... The machine head really is going to stick its neck out under the guillotine and willingly take the blow!"

Although, He was there voluntarily.

……

Under the vision of Laigushi's "glorious undertaking", the entire galaxy instantly boiled over.

[Silver Wolf: Damn it... How could the galaxy produce such a terrifying "computer virus"?]

[Star: This is even scarier than the virus on my computer! Mine at most stole electricity, played lame jokes, and occasionally helped me cheat in games. This virus... it can really kill you!]

[Potio: Good heavens, who on earth is Lycus? Which unfortunate secondhand dealer sold him the scepter?]

[Star: @Polka Kakamu, those scepters look like they're each the size of a star system! You can't even keep an eye on them? What are you good for?! Weren't you supposed to be the strictest mother in the Genius Club? If this keeps up, your club will be finished! And the Interstellar Peace Corporation too!]

[Polka Kakamu: ...]

"I..." Polka's mind trembled. She wanted to be angry, but she was speechless.

That shouldn't be the case; the scepter confiscated by the company should never have lost even a single part.

Lacus, Lacus... Where did he find it?

……

The light screen began to swirl again, drawing everyone's attention.

In the 33550336th cycle of reincarnation, within the vortex of creation, Bai E once again took away the memories and embers of her previous life.

But this time was different; Nanook had arrived!

Bai'er's anger could no longer be contained.

In a corner of the cosmic vortex, Lai Gu Shi's severed head glowed red. Although he was in a sorry state, the damage, which could be repaired in an instant, did not disturb his mind at all.

But the scene before him made him realize instantly—a turning point had arrived!

Bai E would not yield, but his reason, like a candle flickering in the wind, was nearing the point of being extinguished...

"In the name of the divine audience, I bear witness—destruction is hereby declared!"

[Star: What's this guy up to now? I'm starting to have a conditioned reflex; I feel like something huge is about to happen whenever he speaks in the light screen.]

[March 7th: No way, don't jinx it...]

The screen gradually darkened, and in the final scene, only Xing's back was visible.

"Finally, Onphalus's fate has begun to turn. As I said, your arrival will change everything," Rigus said with a faint smile.

[Star: Me? Is this being spoken to me?]

The light screen suddenly lit up.

Lai Gushi stood beneath the painting of the Iron Tomb once again, in the same pose, without the slightest difference.

But at this moment, the scholarly, patient and persuasive attitude of before was gone, replaced by a faint joy and a sense of complete control.

He explained the reasons behind all of this in detail: "After all, you too have been bathed in the gaze of that star god, which can awaken the long-dormant instincts within a man's heart..."

"Just like the [scepter] mentioned earlier, it was also reborn under the watchful eye of the same star god."

[Star: I've also been bathed in His gaze... Was he talking about Nanuk? So, Onphalus's scepter was actually repaired by the Star God of Destruction? Nanuk, what are you looking at all day?!]

[Dan Heng: No, there's another layer of meaning in his words.]

[Black Tower: I see. Nanuk's arrival ignited Bai'er's hatred like an oil depot touched by a spark. The one who could break the cycle of creation is no more. The Iron Tomb's calculations are about to return to normal...]

[Star: This... damn it! It's his scheme again?]

"Hehe, that's right."

"If you recall, I mentioned it at the opening of the play—those celestial neurons, abandoned by the star gods, that originally belonged to [intelligence]..."

"Now, let me reveal the final mystery to you."

Even with his composure, a hint of excitement crept into his voice at this moment.

"The eternal land called Onpharos is the result of the long and solitary calculations of that scepter—"

In the painting behind him, golden blood, like flames, is splashed and spread across the walls of the entire gallery.

The overwhelming hatred burning within seemed so beautiful at this moment.

"That was its unfathomable rage against the gods who had abandoned it!"