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

Lai Gushi turned his back to the two men and remained silent.

Black Tower demanded angrily, "Now, you must give the club an explanation. A definitive answer, not some lengthy, metaphorical truth..."

"Answer me, why you?"

"Heh..." Laigu sighed softly and turned around: "Since things have come to this, as a sign of respect for future generations, I will give you two a rational response."

"The answer is obvious. Therefore, there is no need to say that name."

[Fireworks: The only person who has mastered the Star God Modification System... Oh my god... Could it be... The Genius Club should just be renamed the Greatest Fun Club!]

This time, the atmosphere in the group chat plummeted to freezing point. At this point, it was practically the same as directly revealing Lai Gushi's ID number.

It's not just high-ranking bigwigs; throughout the entire star sea, any civilization that has ever explored star paths and corporate networks, and any civilization that has even a slight understanding of the path of intelligence, cannot possibly be unaware of this person's existence!

His name has always been inseparable from the name of the learned and wise!

……

March 7 blinked blankly for a moment, and three seconds later, her reflexes finally kicked in, and her pinkish-blue eyes widened.

"Could it be that he's the father of that learned and virtuous man, that...that..." Her mouth fired off like a machine gun, but unfortunately, she still couldn't finish her sentence: "What was his name again?"

Danheng sighed with a complicated expression: "Zandar I. Kuwabara."

"Yes! It's him! No…" March 7th shook his head. "How could it be him? Oh no, how are we going to fight now?"

"Should we send Xing to outwit the number one genius and crack his meticulously crafted program?"

Hahaha... On March 7th, I wanted to cry but couldn't, and I laughed bitterly inside.

Even someone like her who can't write a single line of code knows that the difference in scale is comparable to her taking photos in a competition. Upon closer inspection, she realized that Fu Li was squatting in the opponent's seat!

"What's the difference between this and forcing someone to shut up and enter a joke contest, and then having to win?"

"It's not that hopeless," Xing said, defending herself.

But she also understood that her educational background was indeed slightly inferior to that of the other students.

Compared to winning through wits, perhaps it's more promising to play dumb and act abstractly, outsmarting the ancients to death?

But she would never admit to that.

[Star: How about... I follow Bai E's example and merge with the Iron Tomb? He wants to corrupt the Learned One, so I'll corrupt the Iron Tomb first—oops, I mean purify it. I refuse to believe that, with my wisdom and the tenacity of my will, the Iron Tomb can still ascend the path of wisdom after merging!]

[March 7th: Um...aren't you a little too clear about your own position? And isn't this a bit too much of a pushover?]

[Fireworks: Oh no, Iron Tomb might be about to switch to Pleasure class on the spot! Oh wait, this is great!]

[Black Tower: If only we could so easily thwart our predecessors' plans. But have you ever considered that that would create a pioneering, annihilating overlord?]

[March 7th: Huh? Does that mean that I, Dan Heng, and Himeko can all...?]

[Walter: March, stop! Don't say any more!]

Walter's vision went black.

The plot of a family's most beloved youngest child suddenly turning against them, and Himeko being entrusted with the responsibility of guiding the child onto the right path, feels so familiar...

Xing was deeply moved when she saw Walter's ferocious expression, which looked like he was about to shatter his glasses: "Uncle Yang still cares about me and doesn't want me to risk my life to save the world."

[Laigushi: Thank you all for your rationality.]

Theoretically speaking, that situation would be harmless to him. But the thought of what kind of extremely beautiful and completely unpredictable "accidental product" his creation would become after taking over the head of the star caused his emotional side to begin to stir.

In layman's terms, that feeling should be called—discomfort.

[Polka Kakamu: It really was you... I discovered your unorthodox ways back then, but I was too late. You had a backup plan, hiding your consciousness within an android body.]

[Qingque: Wait a minute! From what I'm hearing, the creator of the Genius Club's number one spot, the Bo Shi Zun, didn't actually die of old age, but was assassinated, and by a fellow genius?]

[Fireworks: Wow, that's exciting! I thought it was already hilarious enough that the robot head, after ascending to godhood, turned around and made his own father his number one employee, but I didn't expect there to be more! Even after two major dramas, there's a twist – the retired emperor has returned with his second son to seek revenge!]

[March 7th: Is there not a single normal person left in the Genius Club?!]

[Polka Kakamu: If he hadn't betrayed the Star God's will, things wouldn't be like this today. But now, Zandal, you actually dare to come back? Do you really think your hiding methods are clever enough to deceive the eyes of the entire galaxy and protect your life?]

[Lagushi: Hmph... Polka, you are excellent, but when it comes to that arrogant god, your obsession makes you childish. Why should my life be protected? Success has already set sail, and anyone who tries to stop it will be crushed to pieces by its iron wheels. Besides, the definition of "intellect" was written by me; how can I be considered to have deviated from it? It is that arrogant star god who has turned his back on the universe, presumptuously fabricating truth with his limited self.]

Those who become complacent within their limited knowledge circles and lose their curiosity... well, if I may ask, what right do they have to call themselves geniuses?

[Polka Kakamu: You!]

[Black Tower: Senior, I should ask you, is it really necessary to do this? Is your curiosity really that strong?]

[Laigushi: There's no point in trying to persuade each other, but if you simply want to know my thoughts, come to the light screen; it will provide the answer.]

The light curtain ripples.

When Lycurgus's identity was exposed, he showed no surprise, only lamenting: "Calling me a genius is a galactic fallacy. Compared to those who came after me, I am not more intelligent. I was just the first to touch the boundary of the universe (the theory of the tree of imaginary numbers) and the first to define the first cause of life with a flawed idea."

[Star: Can I assume he's in Versailles?]

[Black Tower: Senior, you are as humble as ever.]

[Laigu Shi: Just telling the truth, at least that's how I see it.]

Beyond the roulette wheel of fire, the starry sky is vast and dazzling.

"Onphalus is like a microcosm of the Milky Way, and people are born prisoners in nutshells. Like the madman who returned to the cave and proclaimed the sunlight to his prisoners. My tragedy is that I led my fellow countrymen down a dead end toward the abyss..."

"A darkest cage called [Destiny]." Regret welled up in Lai Gushi's words.