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

[Feixiao: Oh? Real evil? After playing house for so long, are you finally going to show your true colors?]

[Greddy: That's not child's play, it's a silent horror movie!]

[Star: The hotel's end, teeming with vengeful spirits, true evil... Dude, you're so childish. I wouldn't even say that when I'm thinking straight. I'll see what other ruthless tricks you have up your sleeve.]

[Fireworks: Oh wow? My favorite horror movie, a close-up attack, and "Love at First Sight" is finally coming?]

[Huo Huo: No, stop talking.]

The moment the director's cut audio track faded, all the light sources in the room flickered out, and the televisions piled up in the corner, which were not plugged in at all, suddenly lit up. The jumbled "snow" accompanied by piercing noise filled the entire room with an eerie atmosphere.

Then...

Bang!

All the televisions flashed the same image: the evil Demon King had finally made his appearance—Scott!

Like a headshot on an ID card, Scott, wearing small sunglasses, is always serious and unsmiling, a figure that appears on every television set.

[Huo Huo: Wow...a?? ? ? ]

The moment this face appeared, many people in the Milky Way who were engrossed in their work were momentarily stunned.

True evil...

Huo Huo instinctively wanted to scream, but her mouth was turned away abruptly.

Inside the Star Train, Xing laughed silently: "Hahahaha..."

[Star: Greedy, you're being a bit funny. Is this some kind of "don't laugh" challenge? Well, I admit defeat.]

From the television screen, that close-up photo looks like a wanted poster. More importantly, is Greta trying to use Scott's face to project an overwhelming sense of intimidation? To terrify everyone into trembling fear?

He had already done it indirectly. She was indeed trembling, but she was clutching her stomach.

[Fireworks: Oh my god, that scared me to death! (Reading in a flat, monotone tone)]

[Su Chang: Is this some kind of comedy talent competition with voting? Why is there only one candidate? Isn't this rigged?]

[Gui Naifen: Changchang, it seems he's trying to scare people with this.]

[Su Chang: Ah? Hmm...right.]

[Greedy: ...blockhead, doesn't understand art.]

[Sambo: Hey, I get it! Everyone, I know this is funny, but don't laugh yet. Scott's image popped up, seemingly for comedic effect, but is it really? After careful consideration, I've figured out the hidden plot behind it!]

[March 7th: There's more to the storyline? Wait... can you guys at Leziren even be sure of anything?]

[Sambo: Don't worry about the details. Ladies and gentlemen, there's a well-known secret: Grady was a veteran of the Revolutionary War, and his greatest enemy was the Peace Corps. And Scott is the company! And what's the company's most criticized aspect? That's right, its wolf-like culture, its aggressive pursuit of wealth at all costs. So, in the galaxy, who is the most representative, the most well-known symbol of these traits?]

[Su Chang: Ah... Scott?]

[Sambo: That's right! While the image shown is of Scott, don't be fooled by appearances. Beneath that facade lurks the company's dark side, a ruthless and predatory business! Applause, please!]

[Greddy: Hahaha! That's right, this is the truly terrifying core!]

[Scott: I represent the company's dark side... Hahaha, that feels so good! Assassin, you're truly loyal to me!]

[March 7th: Oh~~ I understand everything now! It all connects, everything makes sense!]

[Star: March, Uncle Yang, you'd better get back to using that cane quickly. It'll be too late if you wait any longer. How did you manage to make him crippled so easily?]

[Gold Sand: I don't deny that there's a dark side to the company, but... that's a bit impolite.]

[Potio: He's so cute. If the dark side of the company were like this sweetheart, I would have retired a long time ago.]

[Fireworks: You can't say that, at least the show's entertainment value was genuinely high.]

[Tail: What's so good about this? Even a random Category C horror movie that Huo Huo bought is scarier than this. The only thing this thing is funny is that it's better than most horror movies.]

[Fireworks: That's right! It's this one. Who cares what kind of show it is? Just imagine, so many TV channels, each one performing different animal vocal imitations, wow~~ how exciting would that be?]

[Tail: Hmm... you guys really believe in pleasure. You can even find amusement in this.]

Scott: You guys are the ones who spend all day imitating animal sounds!

Inside the light curtain.

Scott the Thousand Faces, whose consciousness merged with the television set and evolved into a higher-level boss, was furious: "Greddy, is this what you meant by 'give me greater power'?"

Greta read from the script: "The surviving protagonist has finally arrived deep inside the hotel, and the evil spirit appears through the screen. I will concentrate all the lighting and special effects on you, and I will 'shape' you into an invincible monster."

"Lydon Scott, you will become a massive army of evil spirits and a classic horror character that will go down in film history."

Scott, always flattered, was immediately invigorated: "Get fired up! Star, everything I've lost, you'll pay me back a thousandfold today!"

[Star: What exactly are you burning with passion for?]

[March 7th: Maybe the gas was left on?]

Saber stared at the walls covered in images of Scott, her anger instantly turning to rage. She couldn't help but chuckle, "Honestly, the tenacity with which this guy is clinging to you is something even the most frenzied hounds of Britain would envy. Master, what exactly did you do to him?"

"It's my fault for being young and impetuous..." Xing sighed. "Is it too late to reconcile now?"

"Reconcile?" Scott's anger exploded, fueled by his rising momentum. "Because you interfered and caused me to fall into a miserable life of being forced to imitate animal sounds time and time again, and being demoted and transferred, you actually have the audacity to want to reconcile?"

His accusations were tearful and impassioned. Even through the screen, the fury in his eyes, the desire to tear his opponent apart, and the humiliation he felt were palpable to anyone.

Even a cat would be moved by his pitiful tone and feel pity, and couldn't help but throw him a newly hunted mouse.

but……

[Qingque: It's truly heartbreaking and deeply moving... Ahh~ But why do I just want to laugh? Pfft...]

[Fireworks: It's okay, we've already laughed, hahaha~~]

Scott the Thousand Faces snarled, "Star... and all those extras around you, they can only be arrogant for a few seconds!"