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

Blitzkrieg? There won't be another blitzkrieg, will there?

Good heavens, although the song does have a strange kind of infectiousness, giving people a love-hate relationship like with stinky tofu, a Stockholm syndrome-like feeling, when that melody explodes in your ears again, it still makes many people instinctively shudder.

By now, there is no trust left between them and the light screen.

That guy who personally appeared on camera to explain the song and the picture to promote the comic is just as good!

It's so exciting it'll make your brain boil!

After staring at them for a full three minutes, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and dared to slump into their chairs.

[Gold Sand: Ah... I must say, in terms of psychological damage alone, it's almost on par with Mr. Sunday's rainbow curse.]

[Sunday: This is truly the most vicious metaphor I've ever heard.]

[Su Chang: Scott! You're addicted to this, aren't you? You're even singing about this embarrassing stuff yourself? Want me to send you two pounds of laxatives to use as a drink mix?]

[Scott: You're getting impatient? Oh, hahaha~~ You're getting impatient! You're so mean~~]

[Su Chang: Ahhhhhh, help me, Xiao Gui Zi!]

[Gui Naifen: I'm scared too.]

[Black Tower: They actually gave this kind of thing to Lady Black Tower, to a magical girl.]

Her face beneath the brim of her black hat was ashen. Her slender hand gripped the coffee cup tightly, the saucer and cup clinking together, and even the wrinkles on her skin seemed to show signs of anger.

"...Screw, I understand how you feel about Lakshmi."

Now, the dark brown liquid in the cup in my hand looks completely wrong.

"From now on, all tea party drinks will be replaced with tea."

Little Black Tower: "Received, latest instructions from Lady Black Tower. Tea is a must at the tea party."

[Star: Hmm... You know what. After listening to it twice, I think I can get the gist of it. It's actually kind of funny, the more I think about it, the more it seems to make sense. Hmm↑Hmm↑Hmm→Hmm↓Hmm←Hmm↑Hmm→Hmm↺... *cough*...]

[Pam: Star Passenger, no, Star Passenger, what's wrong with you? Wake up, Pam!]

[March 7th: Even the stars have fallen?!]

[Hanabi: Hey, little gray-haired guy, wake up! Scott's own singing isn't powerful enough at all, okay? You have to listen to the completely low-quality version, that's the real deal. Wow? There are already 114514 new captains? Waaah~~ Does everyone really want to see Hanabi listen to music that much? Okay, okay~~]

[Sai Fei: Are you really poets?]

[Illusory Image: I have reason to suspect that Little Gray Hair listened to this lousy song way too many times in his past life, which is why his black hair turned gray and he even ascended the throne as the last king.]

[Star: Hmm... I'm becoming more and more dependent on you, Scott, my dog~~ I want to read your stories forever.]

[Pam: No, you don't want to be Pam!!!]

Scott: What dog?! It's my nemesis, my nemesis!

[Star: Ah, right, right, right. Ah~~ my dog, I really want to see him for another five~ hundred~ years~!]

——[Next up: The Blood of Wolves]

[March 7th: No, there really are still some?]

[Saifei: As we all know, cats need far less salt than humans, so... could you please not be so heavy on the flavor this time?]

[Black Tower: Humans don't have such extreme tastes.]

The light screen unfolded.

A TV tower logo flashed by, and Pupu and Xuexue, two hosts who looked like dolls, appeared on the news channel as always.

Pupu began with his formulaic opening line: "Welcome back to the 'Paradise Early News' special news segment! We'll continue to keep you updated on the progress of the Phantom Moon game—"

[Hanabi: Oh? Is this the Two-Phase Paradise? It's no longer part of the altered timeline? And in fact, the Phantom Moon Game has already begun in this timeline? Hehe, I wonder if Hanabi has obtained an Attendant's Mask yet, and if she has a chance to win?]

Hanabi smiled, her eyes narrowing. But regardless, thanks to Scott, she was now a strong contender in the Phantom Moon game.

Just kidding, Lone Wolf's Train Song is famous—whatever kind of fame it is, it's famous anyway—and I was the first to start streaming and...eat the hype, this surging tide of wishes is practically free!

This might be a bit cruel for the train, but for her, Scott could be considered her lucky charm!

[Rotten Leaf: This appears on Scott's list. Has he also become an Attendant? That's really... a difficult thing to judge.]

[Star: What kind of game is this Illusion Moon? What's with becoming an Attendant? What are the benefits of winning?]

Himeko: ...

[Illusory Image: Inheriting Aha's divine power, becoming the Star God of Joy for one minute. For ordinary people, this is practically equivalent to having their wishes fulfilled, almost like a wish-granting machine.]

[Star: Becoming a Star God for one minute?! Aha, is he really going to such lengths just to play a game? Wait, Scott's here… Could he have won?]

[Feiying: Well... since they're all on his list, it doesn't seem impossible.]

[Bai E: No way?]

[Star: Is this universe still worth keeping?]

What difference is there between the future of the galaxy and following the chaotic script of a fictional historian?

Oh, no. Scott probably doesn't have any strange ideas; his goals have always been very simple.

One word—money!

Two words—status!

[Sai Fei'er: I feel like if he succeeds, he'll take the opportunity to appoint himself as the Envoy of Pleasure or something? Tsk, wouldn't that make things unsavory for that extraterrestrial god of mischief?]

[Fireworks: Hehehe, how could a mere Pleasure Envoy be worthy of our Lone Wolf? Star God! Directly become the official Lone Wolf Star God! Confer the title upon the person he most acknowledges—March 7! Become the first Lone Wolf Envoy in the universe, the Strainer!]

[March 7th: What the hell! This name is just too pathetic!]

[Scott: Could it be... that my chance to rise to the top has finally arrived?!]

The idea of ​​a Lone Wolf Star God is utter nonsense. Under normal circumstances, he's quite self-aware.

But if the Star God of One Minute were to bestow upon him a title of Envoy of Pleasure or something, he could leap to the same level as Diamond and Taravan, and perhaps even reach the level of figures like Dongfang Qiming and Louis Fleming by standing on tiptoe.

As for his former boss Oswaldo, he simply trampled him underfoot!

"Ah ...

He stared intently at the light screen, his heart pounding, eagerly awaiting the appearance of his name.

The others in the galaxy twitched their eyebrows slightly. They muttered in disbelief, "This guy actually managed to rise to the top overnight?"

The Milky Way is so vast that all sorts of things have risen to power.