Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

[Lu Li! You need to think of something quickly!]

Bai Heng's voice also rang anxiously in his mind.

If this continues, Sister Jingliu and that woman will destroy the entire Changletian!

It's a good thing to reunite with my sister, Kagami-ryu.

But as soon as he returned to Luofu, Luofu was demolished.

That wouldn't be a good thing.

Lu Li: "..."

I think?

I can't even come up with a solution!

Lu Li felt like she was going crazy.

One by one, they placed their hopes on him.

But the crucial point is... he himself is barely able to protect himself!

If I had known that the awakening system would turn out like this...

He would have been better off remaining an ordinary logistics staff member with a combat strength of only five!

and many more……

Combat strength is only five?

A thought flashed through Lu Li's mind.

Yup!

Just like always.

Since he can't beat them, can't he use other methods?

Lu Li's eyes lit up instantly.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made a momentous decision.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

He suddenly broke free from Jingliu's grasp and dashed to the edge of the roof.

"stop!"

Lu Li spread his arms wide, using all his strength to stand between the two women who were about to fight, and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Stop it, all of you!"

The shout seemed to possess some kind of peculiar magic.

The two energies that were colliding fiercely in the air actually paused for a moment.

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Kafka, who was preparing to unleash a powerful attack on Kagami, and Kagami, who was about to sever causality with a single sword strike, both stopped what they were doing at the same time.

They all looked up at the man on the roof, who was standing with his arms outstretched, looking as if he were about to die a martyr.

Kafka's face showed a hint of surprise, then her eyes lit up instantly as if she remembered something.

Even Jingliu's usually icy face showed a rare flicker of emotion. She paused for a moment, then looked down at the sword in her hand, lost in thought.

This is... the power of words?

on the roof.

Walter, March 7th, and Hoshiya were all stunned.

They didn't expect Lu Li to actually dare to stand up at this time.

Could it be... that he really has some way?

Just as everyone was looking at Lu Li expectantly, thinking he was about to say something earth-shattering to turn the tide.

Lu Li took a deep breath and once again used all his strength to let out a deafening shout.

"Please, please stop hitting them!"

"If this keeps going... I'll have to work overtime!"

"I'm begging you, I don't want to work overtime!"

The sound echoed in the deathly silent Chang Le Tian, ​​and the awkward atmosphere lingered for a long time.

Everyone was petrified.

Kafka's surprise and delight turned into bewilderment.

The change in Jingliu's expression turned into... confusion?

Walter nearly choked on his breath and almost died on the spot.

March 7th and Xing opened their mouths wide, having completely lost the ability to speak.

Even Bai Heng, who was in Lu Li's mind, fell into a long silence.

Don't want to... work overtime?

Is this the solution you came up with?

At that moment, the same thought popped into everyone's mind.

"puff--"

I don't know who couldn't help but laugh first.

Then it became like a contagious disease.

The tense, volatile atmosphere was instantly replaced by an extremely eerie and absurd one.

Even the Cloud Cavalry, who were originally trembling with fear, couldn't help but look at Lu Li on the roof with eyes that seemed to regard him as an idiot.

Dude, are you serious?

Two gods are fighting, and you're here crying about not wanting to work overtime?

How exactly is your brain circuit structured?

Not far away.

Liu Ying's mouth opened into an "O" shape as she turned her head blankly to look at the blade beside her.

"Ah... Ah Ren..."

"Is this... also in the script?"

edge:"……"

His lips twitched involuntarily.

He felt that his heart, which had long been numb from a long life and endless suffering, was actually... stirred by a long-lost emotion at this moment.

He really wanted to say no.

There is absolutely no such outrageous plot in Eriol's script!

But for some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

However, Lu Li seemed oblivious to the strange looks he was receiving from those around him.

He stood with his arms outstretched on the edge of the roof, his face filled with grief, indignation, and accusation.

"Do you know how much it would cost to repair this place if it were damaged? How much manpower and resources would be needed?"

"The higher-ups will definitely assign the tasks, and we low-level logistics staff will have to work day and night!"

"I finally made it to today so I can leave work on time, I don't want to work overtime!"

He became more and more agitated and aggrieved as he spoke, and by the end, his voice even carried a hint of a sob.

With tears streaming down his face, anyone who didn't know better would think he had suffered some great injustice.

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Kafka looked at Lu Li's appearance, and her expression gradually changed from bewilderment to...laughing and crying at the same time.

but……

I don't know why, but seeing him working so hard to "avoid overtime" makes me feel...

A long-lost feeling called "nostalgia" arose in Kafka's heart.

After all, a long, long time ago... he was like that too.

Stubbornly persisting for some seemingly absurd reason.

On the other side...

Jingliu also fell silent.

She "looked" at Lu Li on the roof, her head slightly lowered, her expression somewhat complicated.

Working overtime...?

She didn't quite understand the meaning of the word.

But she could sense it.

Lu Li was serious when he said that.

He really... didn't want to work overtime.

It was precisely because of this "seriousness" that Jingliu's heart, which had become restless due to Kafka's provocation, miraculously... calmed down.

She slowly lowered the sword in her hand.

On the other side, Kafka shrugged and withdrew her murderous aura.

The two terrifying energies that had enveloped Chang Le Tian vanished silently.

It was as if the earth-shattering confrontation just now was merely an illusion.

Walter, March 7th, Star: "..."

Yunqijun and Fu Xuan: "..."

Bai Heng: "..."

The winds of Changletian have begun to blow again.

The sunlight shone down again, dispelling the suffocating oppression from before.

Everything seemed to have returned to normal, except for the mess on the ground and the scratches of varying depths on the surrounding buildings, which proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.

The laughter of the crowd, which had just been going on, suddenly stopped.

Everyone stared at the man still standing on the rooftop, completely absorbed in his role as an "anti-overtime fighter," with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

No.

it turns out.

It really...successful?

Using such an outrageous method?!