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

"Obviously, we can't establish any official contact with him... but fortunately, he exchanged intelligence with you before and established some trust."

"I hope you can take this opportunity of the Holy Grail War to deepen your friendship with him."

The gold-plated vendor shrugged: "As you wish."

The screen froze. Scott saw the two men, instinctively trembled for a moment, and his voice cracked: "This is... people from the [Strategic Investment Department] are joining too?!"

Seeing his fear, Old Man Aude casually used one hand to provoke him and the other to soothe him: "Hmm... Mr. Scott, are you scared? As a member of the [Market Development Department], they can't interfere with your affairs, can they?"

"That's right! Mr. Otti, hehehehe..." Scott chuckled sheepishly, "Besides, with you backing me up, even Louis Fleming..."

Old Audie, in a hearty manner, interrupted his flattery: "Hehehe, let's give Louis Fleming a good rest."

"Mr. Scott, the company is just one option among many in the vast galaxy. Sometimes we need to fight for our own chance to soar to new heights. I believe in you!"

[Star: @Louis Fleming, did you hear that? Old Man Obama and my dog ​​Scott approved your leave so you can rest. Aren't you going to thank them?]

Scott: I...!

[Fireworks: Hehehe, you're so mean, little gray-haired one.]

[Saifei: I'm curious, if he replies, will Scott be so scared he wets his pants?]

[Yao Guang: The reaction from placer gold and jade is not surprising. The company is also attracted by the impact of the competition and the benefits of networking.]

[Gold Sand: After all, the Holy Grail could never possibly make Amber King the only god in the universe, right? But showing up in a high-profile event can always bring some fame and fortune.]

Scott nodded and looked at another television.

In the Dream Reef, robins and Potio are having a friendly meeting.

The robin joked, "Mr. Pam, long time no see!"

[Pam: Huh? He's Pam, then who am I, Pam?]

"Uh..." Potio still felt a little embarrassed when he recalled that "unconventional" past.

"Haha, that's really hilarious. Girl, I know my identity is a bit sensitive... but in Liumeng Reef, please just call me by my full name."

"It's been quite a while since we last saw each other, ever since the monkeys caused such a ruckus here."

He asked with slight doubt, "How could your agent let a big star like you do street performances here?"

The robin smiled faintly: "A true singer doesn't just sing for the audience closest to the stage."

"Mr. Potio, your presence here suggests that something big is about to happen at Dream Reef again?"

"Don't make me sound like some kind of disaster alarm system!" Potio exclaimed.

[Fireworks: Yeah, this spot is clearly mine, Little Gray's spot, but the little black cat chose it, and wherever he goes, disaster strikes!]

[Star: Hold on, this is a major issue that needs to be addressed wherever we go!]

[Fireworks: Hi~ Almost done.]

[Star: ...Then it seems like it's time for me to stay at your place for a few days.]

Portio pointed to a poster with his thumb: "You know the Holy Grail War, right? GG is everywhere, and everyone knows Pinocchio, right?"

The robin looked slightly surprised: "So, Mr. Portio is here to participate in the Holy Grail War?"

"Huh? Why are you so surprised?" Potio said half-jokingly, "Should I not participate?"

"Ah, of course that's not what I meant..." the robin quickly shook his head.

Then, after considering it for a moment, she added, "Or rather, that's what I meant..."

[Fireworks: Hey~ the cunning little bird is here again! Robin, why are your ear feathers so pointy?]

[Star: That was a brilliant move! Most good people would just back down in the face of this kind of stubborn retort. Only wise good people like Robin and me can handle it.]

[March 7th: Why do I have a feeling you'll just shamelessly say "yes"?]

Robin explained, "...As far as I know, this Holy Grail War should only have invited the heads of the families, the company's top executives, and the Star Train—in other words, the decision-makers of Pinocchio."

Potio retorted confidently, "Am I [Mr. Pam] a member of the Star Train?"

[March 7th: Ah...didn't we just say we should address each other by our full names? Isn't the Ranger's rule a bit too flexible?]

[Star: That's normal. When you're traveling, you give yourself your own identity.]

"Ha~" the robin finally said, somewhat helplessly, "That's not what I meant!"

Potio laughed heartily: "Haha, just kidding. I don't know what got into him, but that old darling sent an invitation to Dream Reef as well. Mika is worried things will turn out like they used to—the higher-ups have fun, while the lower-ups get stabbed in the back."

"So he forwarded the invitation to me, saying I would be interested."

The robin, understanding the subtle meaning behind the music, said: "I understand, Mr. Michael can be said to be indirectly asking you for help."

"That makes sense." Portio shrugged, somewhat proudly, "I'm a hero who's saved Pinocchio twice, after all! Whether it was Sunday or Monkey..."

[March 7th: Who exactly is this monkey talking about? It feels like we've missed out on so much.]

[Undying Path: Could it be... Old White?!]

[Narrator: Um...why did you stop talking?]

[Undying Path: I told you, it was you! You sneaked off to Pinocchio while I was sleeping?]

[Narrator: ...Add two more bananas, consider it compensation for my emotional distress. It's the Primal Doctor, the Primal Doctor! In this universe, besides him and his crew of research apes, what other trouble could possibly involve monkeys?]

[Chaos Breaks: The Evil Ninja of the Monkey King?!]

[Star: Is the reasoning in the Undying Path wrong? Is it a 100% passive situation?]

【Sunday:……】

Sunday remained silent. But he could almost hear the soul of Vannik roaring within him: "My name is listed first, so why is everyone talking about the monkey? Isn't he more interesting than the monkey?"

"Why do you want to compete with a monkey in terms of fun?" he complained to another version of himself, whose very existence was uncertain.

……

"..." Upon hearing her brother's name, the robin couldn't help but show a hint of sorrow in her eyes.

"Ugh, look at my ex's foul mouth, why did I bring this up? I'm sorry." Potio bowed his head in apology, then immediately got back to the main topic.

"I have no interest in the Holy Grail or anything like that, but the Holy Grail War? That sounds far too dangerous."

The robin nodded: "Indeed, I feel the same way."

With his hands on his hips, Potio said with considerable disapproval, "Summoning the dead from their graves to fight each other, and then the winner takes all? This competition rule for the Nose-Walking Beasts is completely out of my league. Typical corporate idiot thinking."