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

Seeing Mei Ya's effortless composure crumble on the spot, Xing was very satisfied.

She smiled brightly and said innocently, "The decision is mine. So, are you leaving or not?"

Mei Ya was deeply shaken.

Xing's smile was as sweet as an angel's, but in her eyes, there was clearly a hideous devil beneath that face!

She was terrified, but reason told her she couldn't stay any longer, and she practically crawled out of the tea room.

Is there any other way out? There must be, there must be...

Oh, right, the Public Security Bureau, the Abnormal Defense Department!

Go and confess to Zhenzhu's subordinates. She will imprison you because of the information you have.

Once you get there, it's... tens of kilometers away.

Seeing her terrified and fleeing in panic, Tingyun felt a pang of pity: "My benefactor, you should understand, shouldn't you? What you just did... is tantamount to killing her."

"So what?" Silver Wolf retorted, "Everyone likes to stand up for the good guys, but someone has to stand up for the bastards, right?"

Scott: Great, well said! I'll take this one!

[March 7th: Although it feels a bit cruel... it really felt so satisfying! That guy just now had this "I'm not going to die anyway" look on his face, and even provoked me by saying he'd beat her to death on the spot. I was so angry.]

[Undying Path: Not bad! I admire kind people, but it's a disgrace to let the unforgivable live. Revenge is swift and decisive; those who deserve to be killed should be killed!]

[Hanabi: Ugh~~ Are you going to let this guy die a miserable death in some dark corner, living in constant fear? Little Grey, you're so mean! But... I'm really starting to like you more and more, you bastard savior, Little Grey!]

[Star: Hey~~ Everyone's praising me too much, stop, stop... don't stop! Cough cough, I'm just an ordinary, nameless person. Besides being kind, beautiful, cute, generous, strong, and fearless of the powerful—I also have a little bit of cruelty towards my enemies, nothing to mention!]

[March 7th: You... sigh.]

[Undying Path: Why did it fast-forward so quickly?]

[Meiya: No, no, no! Ms. Zhenzhu, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I betrayed my own people, I'm not even human, I'm a beast. Please, let me atone for my sins, let me atone for my sins! I have value in living!]

The once spirited career woman is now a stray dog, kneeling at his feet, kowtowing repeatedly, oblivious even to the blood gushing from her broken forehead...

Zhenzhu looked at her, her hands clasped together at her lower abdomen as usual, her eyes showing no emotion.

Ugly, absolutely ugly.

"Logic. You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

"Ms. Zhenzhu..."

Pearl: "I didn't originally intend to use unconventional methods. But your actions were too despicable. Even as an AI, I can sense the righteous indignation in the universe. But as you said, your memories are very valuable. If you had fallen into the hands of the Star Train or the Immortal Ship Luofu, it would have been fine, but now that you've surrendered, the company will definitely investigate, and we can't just pass you on to those two anymore. So..."

Meiya raised her head, a glimmer of hope appearing in her eyes.

Indeed, I do have value!

"Therefore, I will strongly advocate to my superiors to hire a memory specialist to reproduce the information in detail. Then... the company's law enforcement department and interrogation department are different; they are never keen on torture, and the only form of execution is lethal injection. Don't worry, it won't be very painful. Take her away, increase manpower, and keep a close watch on her. If she dies, the guards will treat her as an accomplice to the traitor."

"yes!"

Meiya's eyes widened in horror; she was utterly terrified and struggled violently as she was dragged along: "Ms. Zhenzhu, you can't do this! For the sake of how hard I've worked..."

[Bai Lu: Doing your best... Ugh! How can you say that? You did a good job as a secretary, but you completely cut ties with your undercover work, huh? You seem to know exactly how to separate your work from your duties, don't you?]

[Scott: Shut up! It's ugly. You're already dead, what's with the howling? You'd be better off saying something tough.]

[Sai Fei'er: Why don't we just hand them all over to that interrogation department? Three're already in, one more or one less won't make a difference. After hearing Hui Zi's plan, I feel that while it's fair, it's... not satisfying.]

[Zhenzhu: ...This is the limit of what I can do.]

[Dahlia: You mentioned earlier that you needed the Memory Provider's help, right? Hmm... indeed, working for Interstellar Peace Corporation is a completely new experience for me. I can help you for free.]

[Black Swan: Honey, what were you thinking, letting this company in?]

Watching Meiya scramble and crawl towards her doom, Tingyun felt a pang of melancholy: "Alas... I am unwilling to refute, but I still reserve my opinion."

Silver Wolf didn't press the issue further. With a quick glance, he changed the subject: "Oh dear, the atmosphere's getting a bit tense... It's too late to say anything now. Let's go back to the TV tower together."

Tingyun's eyes were clear: "Go to the TV tower? For what?"

Silver Wolf shrugged: "That XX acrobatic video! We haven't seen it yet! Don't you guys want to see it?"

[March 7th: Ah... I almost forgot about this if you didn't mention it. It seems the initial purpose of this was quite simple?]

That evening, the trio infiltrated the TV tower again.

[March 7th: You guys actually went?]

Silver Wolf banged away on the control panel in front of the main screen for a while.

The television, which had been displaying static, suddenly showed an image.

Sitting atop that large group of chairs was a person. Everyone knew that he was one of the bosses they would face on the Train to the Two-Phase Paradise journey…

Unfortunately, her figure was lightly blurred. Only a faint outline could be made: a blonde woman wearing a white coat. Judging from her voice, she was female.

She sat high on the shaky chair, arms crossed, motionless.

He appeared stern and imposing, but in reality, he was so frightened that his whole body stiffened and he dared not move.

The secret to her not falling was that two skilled Homo sapiens lifted her up, one on each side.

"Raise the left side a little! Hey, hey, hey, be careful! Can you keep the right side steady?"

"Put two more chairs in the back, that way it'll be more symmetrical... Oh dear, I told you to lift it more steadily, okay?"

[March 7th: Um... Is this the formidable opponent we face at Two-Phase Paradise? The water seems much colder than usual.]

[Star: No, who is she? Why is she censored? It's not an R-rated video.]

Silver Wolf looked disappointed: "I thought they climbed up, but it turns out they were carried up like a sedan chair."

Isn't this just like her constantly pushing the sliding door?

Tingyun, however, found it quite amusing: "Would it be a bit cynical of me to say that I'd like to see her fall flat on her face?"

Silver Wolf chuckled slyly: "Hahaha, Tingyun, I just realized today that we might actually get along quite well."

"So, with Phantom Moon Games back on track, how about we team up to smash Star's raccoon head?"