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

[Fu Xuan: Qing Que, how are the preparations for the Qiong Guan Formation going?]

[Qingque: My lord, when have I ever delayed your business? Rest assured, the Qiong Guan Formation is already in optimal condition! All diviners are on standby, fully prepared.]

[Black Tower: In that case… Estelle, in addition to the space station's computing power, connect the Black Tower network in parallel as well. All dolls, open your eyes wide! Anyone who lets their guard down will be sent back to the furnace for rework!]

[Gopher: Now that things have come to this... Pinocchio may not have a supercomputer as powerful, but the power of harmony can quickly unite the people of all the major systems. If we also have the help of the Dominix Choir to mediate, we will be second to none. This concerns the future of the galaxy, so let's do it this way.]

[Robin: Okay, I'll go start the choir right now.]

[Sunday: Robin, I actually think I should do it this time. You should focus on preparing for the Harmonious Music Festival...]

[Robin: Brother, the galaxy is fraught with danger. I don't want to just stand by and sing a couple of morale-boosting hymns. I also want a chance to step onto the warriors' stage.]

[Sunday: Well...okay. But if faced with a real crisis, I won't compromise.]

Pinocchio, a golden giant, rose from the ground. With a gentle wave of his baton, golden light surged from the entire Dream Star, enveloping the planet in a luminous shell.

Each point of light represents a person's complete spirit; the vast cluster of thoughts fixes all attention on the screen of light.

They were full of confidence. Because of all fates, those who share the same path are undoubtedly the most empathetic, capable of analyzing even the smallest emotions with utmost clarity!

Even without scientific methods, their advantages are immense when they bring the human spirit to its fullest potential.

Following that, the radiant light of the Immortal Ship illuminated the entire Dharma Realm, the simulated universe of the Black Tower Space Station, the company's supercomputer... one after another, human technologies and the crystallization of destiny shone brightly throughout the universe.

They waited beneath the light curtain, determined to see through the actions of the Star God of Joy completely!

Even those who are self-employed are eager to try their luck.

Compared to the average person, they at least have the ability to remember everything they see.

Their eyes widened, they were eager to try, they opened all their defenses and wholeheartedly embraced the joy.

"Come on, for the future of the galaxy, we can endure any hardship!"

[Star: Come on, let's cheer for the resurrection of Galaxy Baseball Man!]

The light screen shifted, and the four words "I don't want to die" were pressed down hard. Amidst the desperate cries, everything was already irreversible.

Petals drifted down in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, and candles burned in twos and threes in front of the tombstone, creating a scene of solitude.

Suddenly, a noblewoman kneeling on the ground let out a hoarse, desperate cry to the heavens!

"No--"

A poster with an extremely outrageous and insane art design struck everyone's mind like a bolt from the blue.

[Star: Holy crap! What the hell is this thing?!]

In the poster, pink roses outline the border. The composition features two faces, one of which is Nanook, who looks like an innocent, puppy-like boy.

The other was a noblewoman with a light veil covering her head. Her features were absolutely beautiful, with rosy lips, long eyelashes, and a captivating tear in the corner of her eye.

The only problem is, that's fucking Aha! It's Aha!!!

The composition itself is so ingenious that it surpasses even that of Zandar Bosch.

The two star gods gaze at each other with sorrowful eyes, their eyes filled with deep affection. Yet, in the silhouettes between them, the two figures are walking in opposite directions.

What is this? A modern-day tragic love story set in the Star Sea?!

If the universe itself had consciousness, it would only marvel.

It turns out that the sound of a human gasping for breath can be so long and so resounding!

A single word exploded in everyone's mind like a mental atomic bomb, leaving behind a perverse radiation.

What a tragedy! Such a tragic fate! Such a cruel lover!

[Robin: Well, what a jarring dissonance! It's as terrifying as someone with perfect pitch but a completely tone-deaf voice trying to make the sound of a violin plucking cotton!]

[Qingque: Ah~ Exciting! As expected of the God of Pleasure, it's as refreshing as having a smooth bowel movement while simultaneously gulping down soda water!]

[Aista: Lady Black Tower, something terrible has happened!]

[Black Tower: Guru... I'm... I'm still alright.]

[Aista: Lady Black Tower, the Black Tower network is partially damaged. Just that one glance, and ten dolls have already crashed on the spot.]

[Black Tower: What's the panic! I... I expected this (gritting teeth). If you can't even withstand this much impact, you think you can crack the Star God's code? Hold on!]

[Jing Yuan: Ms. Black Tower... is right! How can we give up on such a small matter? Everyone, keep going!]

[Potio: Holy crap, why didn't anyone tell me Aha was actually a woman? Wait, she really must be a woman, right?]

[Haha: Hehe, guess! The most hilarious answer is the correct one!]

If it's a boy...

Potio stared at Aha's delicate, effeminate gesture, his eyes twitching violently: "He, she, Him... Ah!!!"

His face was contorted with rage as he clutched his head and roared in fury!

"I want that image to just roll out of my head!"

[Star: Come on, I've already died, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. Bring it on! I choose [Exploration], because I've embarked on this journey!]

[March 7th: What are you burning?!]

……

In the first encounter, Huanyu was already crying out for help, but unfortunately, this was just the beginning.

The background music, characteristic of melodramatic and tragic love stories, plays like a flowing stream.

The heartfelt narration was projected onto the screen as golden words: "When the paths of fate meet again."

"Why!" Ahab collapsed onto Akivili's coffin, weeping until she was limp. What a delicate beauty, "helped up by her maids, so weak and powerless."

But she still mustered the last of her strength to question Nanuk, who was dressed in a suit and had arms and legs.

"Why did you kill Him again!"

The narration's words transformed into golden characters, appearing on the light screen and conquering the minds of everyone in the starry sea: "Destiny has quietly laid its groundwork."

On the screen, a cute moon wearing glasses, crowned by the tail of a rocket that has crashed into the ground, is smashed into "(＞_＜)" by a train flying from the sky.

Nanook spread his hands and confessed, "From the day He personally delivered the Star Train to the Paradise of Two Phases, there was no turning back!"

The narrator asked tenderly, "What was it that left Him partially paralyzed?"

Nanook, angered by his one-sided sacrifices, loudly questioned, "Do you know how much I paid to help you blow up the train?"

On the screen, a few comic strips flash by: Nanuk and Aha holding hands and playing happily in a warm atmosphere.

They sat huddled together in the carriages lying haphazardly beneath them, gazing at the bright moon in the peaceful sky.

Aha nestled affectionately in Nanook's arms, a contented smile on her face.

[Star: Ahhh! What is this? Is this something for people to see? My eyes, my eyes!]