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

Outside the light screen, Pam was also in tears.

[Pam: It's finally over, Pam... ooh...]

[Fireworks: Little Pam, why are you crying?]

[Star: Because it loves this train so deeply... Knowing full well, you're itching for a fight, aren't you?!]

[Hanabi: Hehe~~ What a thrilling battle!]

[Qingque: That was so exhilarating, even though there wasn't any actual fighting.]

[Sambo: Who said that? Anyone with eyes can see that the battle was extremely...tense, exciting, and intense!]

[Qingque: Stop talking, stop talking! After watching for just a few minutes, it felt like the Grand Diviner was holding a general meeting, and the Grand Diviner was talking about six different systems on stage, with free tea being served!]

There was no way around it; Scott's voice was just too infectious, practically brainwashing her. Even though she didn't need to use the restroom, her legs unconsciously rubbed together and she even turned her toes inward.

[Silver Wolf: Heh, heh... It's nothing! For a gaming expert, this is just a warm-up. Playing a game of "Savage 666" from six o'clock to another six o'clock is only the middle stage.]

[Bai Lu: You know what, every cloud has a silver lining. Several prostatitis patients who were hospitalized due to difficulty urinating suddenly found relief. It's just a pity for Dan Ding Si's washing machine, which has to bear some unnecessary pressure...]

[Saifei: Is it that powerful? Is Lone Wolf really that diuretic?]

[Star: Absolutely! He's amazing! (gritting his teeth)]

Xing was panting heavily, and everyone on the train had a strange feeling of "surviving a disaster".

Luckily he collapsed. If he had been given another ten minutes, who knows what he might have said!

"Pah! What's there to be happy about?"

How could Scott endure that? The ordinary employees had long since run away, but he stubbornly saved all his strength for his sphincter muscles, even when his brain was malfunctioning and he was hallucinating, he still managed to hold on for a while.

[Star: ...Is the necessary criterion for promotion to specialist at the company the tightness of the muscles in the lower back of the body?]

[Gold Sand: Cough cough cough! Dude, it's amazing you still have the mind to think about these things. But even if Scott is an enemy... a colleague in the market development department, don't generalize this to the entire company.]

Everyone in the company turned pale.

I really can't bear the embarrassment!

At this stage, anyone who dares to associate themselves with Scott should be treated with the utmost respect. Except for Lakshmi.

And besides that...

Sand Gold strongly suspected that Star was saying this on purpose. Since Scott had dragged the train into the water, no one was going to survive? It seemed like something she was capable of, but then again…

Xing certainly didn't have such deep thoughts; she was simply expressing her feelings.

She was looking at the large glass of drink in her hand, now almost empty, with great regret. The reason for her regret was that what had flowed out hadn't ended up in her stomach. Instead…

Xing turned to look at Pam's hat. The original bright red had been filled with the yellow of oranges, the green of grapes, the white of lychees, and a little bit of brown of coffee, exuding wisps of black aura.

I don't know how the train conductor moved so skillfully, not missing a single one, splashing them all with a little bit!

Fortunately, Pam was too grief-stricken by the damage to the train's reputation to notice this disastrous truth. Otherwise, he might have truly broken through his rational limits and gone into a rage...

Therefore, Walter pretended nothing was happening, but secretly and stealthily activated the simulated black hole to secretly suck up all the colorful liquids.

March 7th: Finally... it's over.

On March 7th, he uttered a weary voice, like that of a salted fish.

But what shocked her was that even at this point, the content on the screen was still not over!

Scott's voice drifted over, leaving her with a psychological scar.

……

Scott lay on his back, his voice like that of a wise old man, reminiscing about his youth by the fireplace. It was so gentle, almost unlike him.

"I lost. I lost..."

"March 7th (tremolo), you are so despicable (deep and magnetic)."

[Fireworks: Hehehe~~ No, I can't help but laugh whenever I hear that voice! March 7th! Mimicry...]

[Spark: Baby's hot!]

[March 7th: Huh? Why are there two sparks... Anyway, it's that thing? Besides, I'm not despicable at all. From beginning to end, I was the only one vehemently opposing this plan, okay?]

March 7th watched Scott return in defeat, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Apology? Sympathy? He couldn't quite put his finger on it, it was impossible to explain...

In the end, all the words I wanted to say boiled down to one sentence: "You'd better go to the bathroom..."

Scott, his spirits extinguished, let out a transcendent bubble voice that seemed to convey a profound understanding of the world's fickleness—or perhaps despair: "No, there's no need to go anymore."

March 7th was speechless: "..."

[Star: Hiss~~]

[White Dew: Alas~~]

[Hanabi: Hmph hmph pfft! Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore, my stomach hurts so much. That sound of his, that sound, he wasn't trying to be funny, but it's just so hilarious, you know what I mean?]

[Fun Person A: I get it, sis!]

[Yanqing: Sigh... If only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. My apologies to the sanitation workers who did the cleanup and the medical staff from the Dan Ding Division who were responsible for the emergency treatment.]

[Sanitation worker and medic: Holy crap! (Xianzhou Yayan)]

"Huff, hiss, whimper..." Scott's eyebrows trembled, and his nose twitched. The lone wolf, who had been proud all his life and had forgotten what loneliness and tears were, now let tears wet his cheeks.

"We did act a little underhanded..." Xing sighed, then reminded Scott, "What about the pig-oinking segment?"

[Saifei: Is there an additional attack?]

Scott: Do you still have a heart? Do you still have human emotions?!

[Hanabi: I never imagined Scott would say something like that.]

[Star: Well, let's keep things separate. This is about avenging the little boss lady. Besides, the train's reputation has been ruined like this, shouldn't I hurry up and collect some interest?!]

"He's already like this, let it go..." March 7th felt really embarrassed, but along with sympathy, a strange emotion was indeed growing in her heart: "...but deep down, I feel a little relieved. Is this the beginning of falling into the dark side?"

[Star: So that means Changyeyue has awakened? Case solved, Changyeyue was awakened by the smoke.]

[Long Night Moon: Hmm? Looks like there's a little guy who needs some extra...heh, some instruction.]

[Star: Ahem, oh dear, who was speaking just now? I don't remember! It must have been that wretched Aha! He corrupted my mind, making me utter strange words!]

[Saying something strange: The boss is really innocent~~]

Scott's voice trembled as he said, "March 7th... I have one last thing to say."