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

"What if a string of numbers could determine the ending of a story..."

Hearing the whispers in her ear, Xing's vision suddenly cleared. The world that had been swallowed by Lai Gu Shi was nowhere to be found. She was now in a gap in her memory, and the only thing in front of her was a wordless book that was floating open.

She tentatively reached out, but was disturbed by a fragrant breeze. A small hand rested on the back of her hand, and together they firmly touched the pages of the book.

Xi Lian rested her little head on Xing's shoulder, like two kittens snuggling together, and the strands of hair hanging down made Xing subconsciously close one eye.

The warmth exchanged on their cheeks brought a relieved smile to the faces of the pioneers who had endured so much hardship.

[Star: Please! Cute pink-haired lady!]

[Xi Lian: My name is Xi Lian~~]

[March 7th: Xing really has another pink-haired girl outside!]

[Firefly: This kind of behavior... is so indecent! Saving the world doesn't require such sweet talk.]

Star Train.

Through the light screen, information from the future flooded into her mind. Xing sensed the fragrance of a girl from countless light-years away, and she suddenly understood.

[Star: Shh, I understand! Seriously, I'm not kidding. It might be a little embarrassing to say, but for saving the world, this is the "pain" I have to endure. This tender warmth—no, this immense pressure… I feel it! At this moment, I can do anything!]

Xi Lian and Xing exchanged a smile: "Then naturally we can too..."

"Let's start over."

A pink quill pen suddenly materialized in my hand, its tip gleaming with powerful strokes, like dragons and phoenixes dancing.

With this pen, she will write the history of the future!

The screen suddenly went dark.

[March 7th: So, after enduring "immense pain," what exactly did you do? Draw a circle and curse him?]

[Star: I will use my unwavering spirit to inflict mental torture on Raikoushi.]

[March 7th: Hiss... Did you use some strange method to copy your memories into Lai Gushi's head? That's too vicious! If he digests all your abstract thoughts, will he even have a CPU left? That's too cruel!]

[Black Tower: If that's the case, I hope the senior won't be turned into an idiot by the counterattack, and that the club retains some dignity.]

[Star: Hey, is my memory some kind of meme virus?]

[Fireworks: So what's going on? I have a feeling this thing is going to be really fun!]

The light screen flashed again. But this time, it was filtered through a layer of memories.

Somewhere in Onfaros, Xilian was having a lively conversation with the projections of the Black Tower and Screw Gum.

[Black Tower: Oh? It seems we were all involved. No wonder Lord Black Tower would desert his post.]

However, the people in the picture clearly lacked confidence.

Screws said with some concern: "If your speculation about Lycus is true, even if we can unlock the restrictions of the Ultimate Protocol, the probability of defeating him head-on is still below an acceptable threshold."

But he wasn't there to offer discouraging words; he astutely pointed out a clear path, the only viable one.

"Therefore, the key to victory or defeat still lies with Ms. Xing, and..."

He looked at the pink-haired little girl beside him: "Miss Xi Lian."

He met Black Tower's gaze and slowly nodded: "Go on, perhaps we're thinking the same thing."

Screws said frankly, "Lagurus's ideas are rooted in [the realm beyond mythology]. He is both the driving force behind the experiment and the observer on the outside."

"Logic: Its inspirational loops can simultaneously handle different time flows both inside and outside the world."

Black Tower crossed his arms: "That's the tricky part: he exists simultaneously in two timelines, and their internal clocks are completely different. During the long experiment, the omnic's nerves have become completely accustomed to this state, which is why he has the home-field advantage."

"If we had more time, you and I could do it too."

However, Black Tower shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, there are no 'what ifs' now, and there's no time to wait."

[March 7th: No wonder the intellectual faction has its left and right brains fighting each other; it's truly a strange thing that the ancients didn't learn the skill of seeing with both eyes.]

[Danheng: The important thing is, what to do next.]

"—That's why we need to reverse our thinking and turn his strengths into weaknesses."

Xi Lian clapped her hands: "The key lies in [memory], right?"

Black Tower's eyes lit up with surprise: "Oh, you understood so quickly?"

Xi Lian smiled faintly: "Since Xing and I were mentioned, it's easy to make the connection, isn't it? People's intuition is always very accurate."

"Not bad." Black Tower nodded, finding the experience of talking to intelligent people quite pleasant. "Then I'll get straight to the point: since his thinking speed in Onpharos far surpasses that of ordinary people, what we need to do now is to implant a [memory] into his inspiration circuit through external force—"

"Then, press the single-episode loop until he gives in."

ScrewGumm agreed, "Even the most sensitive and robust inspirational circuits cannot withstand the saturation attack of a data deluge. When the amount of information far exceeds the filtering capacity of the mind, one is forced to focus on thinking about that memory."

Black Tower smiled faintly: "At this moment, the multi-threaded processing advantage granted to him by Onpharos can completely break him down: a scene in our memory that appears to last only a second to us is, for him, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of calculations..."

At this point, a hint of amusement crept onto her lips: "He could only watch helplessly as he was imprisoned in this cage made of [memories]."

Xi Lian's eyes shone brightly: "In this way, we can trap him in the same cycle as the heroes in another form, making him feel loneliness and pain in an endless loop..."

[Star: An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!]

[Bai'er: Alright. Lai Gushi, you should also experience this feeling, that "ritual" you've been longing for, the one that creates a raging inferno that engulfs the galaxy!]

Xi Lian raised her head and said with a faint smile, "It is a great honor to be able to share a tacit understanding with geniuses."

Black Tower gave her a deep look: "The problem is that Star is still in the hands of the Omnic Brother and can't give us an answer for the time being. But I believe she won't refuse, so how to implement this plan depends on you."

"The moment I saw you, I knew, though I didn't know what had happened, that you—are a meme of memory."

Xi Lian made no attempt to hide it, nor did she hold any grudges. She stated frankly, "In the language of the outer realms, I seem to be a being called a [Memory Spirit]."

[Black Swan: Oh? Not even a body of memory memes, but a memory spirit? It seems that besides reincarnation, something even more extraordinary happened to this little girl.]