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

[Star: I finally understand what happened with that letter from Potio. That guy who keeps talking about "leader" and even uses a signature...]

"Humble..." Scott was truly dedicated when he was acting like a dog. He forgot to adjust his mindset when writing the letter.

[March 7th: Um... I think everyone thought that letter had a rather pure and beautiful style before, right?]

Silver Branch, who was wandering around in her rare and precious car, suddenly stiffened.

[Silver Branch: Oh, heavens! By the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila, someone has dared to dishonor your honor!]

[Black Swan: Hmm... what's this? Scott]

Looking at his expectant expression, Sand Gold suddenly smiled with a hint of mockery: "Forget it, how could I possibly remember the name of some nobody?"

"Ha!" Scott froze for a second, then his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "You bunch of high-ranking executives never take us low-level employees seriously. One word and you send me to some desolate wasteland like Xianzhou, another word and you transfer me to Pinocchio! I thought this would be a sweet job..."

The more he talked, the deeper his resentment and bitterness at being played became.

Finally, he roared hysterically, "Who knew... spending all day with my head down talking business with a bunch of idiots, my cervical spondylosis is getting worse!"

[Fireworks: Cervical spondylosis? That's terrible.]

[Guiji: Exactly, this is truly terrifying.]

[Robin: But old Mr. Audi is also a Pipisi. Hmm? Wait, who was that who just spoke?]

[Old Austrian Emperor: Oh, that's normal. He always respected power, not specific individuals.]

[Su Chang: Nonsense! How is the Immortal Ship a barbaric land? The Immortal Ship has a very ancient civilization, okay?!]

[Feixiao: @Shajin, if Scott is sent to Yaoqing on business, please let me know. I'll go talk to him and reason with him.]

[Spark: Hmm? The Celestial Ship civilization is ancient? Really? I don't believe it. I've always felt that the company's lifestyle is the beacon of cosmic civilization. Everything else is trash. Bring it on!]

[Yao Guang: Little Spark, do you want to start a war? Going too far astray like that isn't a good thing.]

[Qingque: Ha~~ There's such a method? Sand Gold is too wicked, that's extreme mockery. He's not just toying with him, he's also telling Scott that although he talks tough, he'll instinctively fawn over the executives if they show him even a little kindness. This shows that there's a clear class distinction, a significant hierarchy, and a fundamental difference between them. They can never be on the same level.]

[Su Chang: Huh? So many twists and turns? The workplace is terrifying. Luckily, I'm from the Cloud Cavalry system. If I were thrown into a company, I'd probably fall into countless traps in three days.]

[Jiaoqiu: You can rest assured about that. Given the company's interview process, they would have a hard time recruiting you.]

[March 7th: No wonder he was more agitated than ever before, offending three major powers with his reckless words. To Scott, those words are probably like our Nameless Guest being expelled from the party—did they shatter his Dao Heart?]

[Star: That's true. Lone Wolf isn't even afraid of death, but having no future seems to be more painful for him than killing his own father.]

"But all of that is in the past!" Scott said angrily, his head held high. "Gold dust? Ha! Let me take your place and become the new Stoneheart Ten!"

He waved his hand dismissively: "Use your Noble Phantasm to bring me victory, Assassin!"

Portio grinned, revealing his healthy, bristly teeth: "Finally, I can see this guy's Servant!"

He drew his gun, pointed it at Greedy's head, and shouted, "Archer, prepare for battle!"

Red A crossed his arms and, looking at the excited Pidgeon, took a moment to remark, "What's with the way you seem to be having so much fun?"

[Cú Chulainn: You're hitting the wrong nail on the head! My Master, is that your Servant? You're the one who commands it? Like your weapon, your Servant is a Lancer, a Lancer!]

This feeling of not being treated as a follower made him very uncomfortable.

[March 7th: Your gun isn't right either, is it?]

[Star: I always said those two were more compatible, right?]

[Blue Sparrow: By the way, what kind of powerful abilities does Scott's Servant possess? As far as I know, he also invited Hoshino and Robin, right? He doesn't even plan to let Grady fight four against one, but eight? What on earth gave him such courage?]

"Filming has begun. Actors, please take your positions."

Greedy shielded Scott behind him, facing Portio's gun, his bloodshot eyes reflecting a crimson light. He raised his arms high to the sides and screamed madly:

"Let the camera start, the film reel spin, and return to that—[the timeless silent horror show!]"

"Act!"

The scene was suddenly enveloped by an old film filter.

Potio was completely bewildered by Greedy's statement and just wanted to shoot him dead.

But just as his finger was about to pull the trigger, the two annoying guys in front of him suddenly vanished without a trace.

After drawing his gun and looking around in confusion for a while, he realized he was lost.

Red A carefully analyzed, "Wait, this isn't some kind of spiritification; it simply vanished from our sight. This Servant's aura is concealed, which is even more bizarre than I imagined. Wait—"

He blinked, still dazed, wondering what he was doing...

[March 7th: What's going on? Am I deaf? Huh? I can hear you.]

[Fireworks: But I'm deaf...]

Potio frowned, looking at him with suspicion and uncertainty: "Where's your voice?"

He was startled again as soon as he uttered the words. He himself was speechless.

Red A silently shook his head, while Sand Gold crossed his arms and accepted the status quo.

Potio grew increasingly agitated. What was even stranger was that he had not lost his hearing or language ability, and they could still "understand" each other, but this strange feeling of "deafness" made him extremely uncomfortable.

He roared in frustration, "Where's my voice? He treasures it, he treasures it!"

Anger burst through the screen, causing the font size of the subtitles to increase several times.

"Her darling!" Potio roared like a tiger in the mountains, causing the glass of the surrounding buildings to tremble and the ground to shake.

However, there was not a sound at all.

Red A sensed the changes in the surrounding magic and warned, "Don't bother. I tried to analyze this barrier. While it's sealing off sound, something even more dangerous seems to be approaching us."

Potio, frustrated and bewildered, asked, "If there was no sound, how would you know what I just said?"

Sand Gold frowned and looked down at the subtitles: "Look, there's a line of dialogue here."

[Star: Oh, so there are subtitles... What the heck? Is this correct?]