A Bathhouse Debate on Heroes (4K) (Continued)

"Nein. ist es niche (No, it's not)" Fu Hua explained in English. It wasn't a myth. The legendary dragon vein was caused by the natural leakage of Honkai energy.

"Who... are you?" Einstein became wary when the other party mentioned Honkai energy.

"Valkyrie Fu Hua."

"The class monitor's model at this time has a chubby face, which is kind of cute!" Kiana's eyes lit up.

"I thought she was some kind of old-fashioned person, but I didn't expect her to speak English so well." Sirin pouted.

"Kiana! I've come to play with you!" Little Knowledge's voice came from outside.

"It's Little Knowledge!" Kiana raised her head.

"Bella, open the door!" Sirin called out.

Bella, who was washing dishes, shook the water off her hands, wiped them with a towel, and then went to open the door.

"Bella!" Little Knowledge gave Bella a big hug.

Bella was clearly caught off guard.

Before she could react, Little Knowledge had already rushed off to Sirin's room.

When Little Knowledge first appeared on camera, her appearance was so similar to Fu Hua that viewers in the live stream immediately mistook her for someone else.

"It's Squad Leader Fu Hua!"

"Squad leader! Squad leader! Squad leader!"

"Fu Hua is so cool and beautiful."

Seeing the comments in the live stream, Little Knowledge Shi put her hands on her hips and said with dissatisfaction, "What Fu Hua? I'm not that old-fashioned person, my name is Fuhua Shishi! Everyone call me Sister Shi!"

As the host, Sirin explained to the audience, "Little Knowledge is not Fu Hua. They are twin sisters, so they look very similar. However, you are not allowed to mistake one for the other! Otherwise, if Little Knowledge scolds you, don't blame this queen."

"I understand, I recognize Herrscher of Sentience."

"Herrscher of Sentience is so cute, especially when she's all puffed up in anger."

"What do Herrscher of Sentience '?! Everyone call her Sister Shi!" Little Knowledge stomped her foot angrily.

The comments were all "hahaha" and "Herrscher of Sentience".

At the end of the conversation, Fu Hua almost explicitly reminded Joyce and Einstein that they might encounter a rather troublesome and dangerous person today, but that it would not endanger their personal safety.

"Goodbye." Fu Hua first said goodbye to Einstein, then said in Chinese: "Mr. Welt, it's better to forget each other in the vast world than to cling together in hardship."

Fu Hua's last words meant that rather than struggling together through hardships, it's better to prevent disasters from happening in the first place and live peacefully.

"You'd better take care of yourselves in the future." Fu Hua turned and left.

Joyce fell into thought.

"Old antique, when did you become a riddle master?" Little Knowledge stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that the straightforward Fu Hua would become a riddle master.

"That's normal. After all, the class monitor is supposed to be a celestial being, and celestial beings always speak in mysterious ways, right?" Kiana said nonchalantly.

"When she hit 'me' back then, didn't she also say a lot of nonsensical things?" Sirin gritted her teeth.

Late at night, after watching the stars with Einstein on the beach, Joyce went to the hotel's hot spring bath to soak in the warm water, but unexpectedly encountered a handsome blond man.

The following plot is the same one that was originally released as a promotional video.

Otto leaned against the edge of the hot spring, propping his head up with his hand, playing with his hair, and laughed, "Let's get straight to the point. I knew I gave you a good scare."

Otto explained that the Apocalypse family has never been bound by oaths; throughout history, they have been constantly recruiting people with potential from around the world.

If Joyce wanted, he could have changed his name to Welt Apocalypse and become Otto's brother.

Joyce was still completely bewildered.

Otto leaned closer. "I, as the patriarch of the Apocalypse, have been observing you for a long time. I believe that you, unlike me, will become a true leader."

"This aura... seems familiar." Kevin silently glanced at the person leaning against the sofa, propping their head up with their hand, playing with their flaxen hair with their O-finger, and smiling slightly.

The others also felt a sense of familiarity and looked at Yaqing.

When Yaqing noticed that everyone's eyes were on her, she stopped playing with her hair and looked confused. "Watching a drama? Why are you looking at me?"

"Yaqing, you wouldn't happen to be Otto, would you?" Kevin asked cautiously.

"Kevin, have you ruined your brain from working overtime?" Yaqing retorted irritably.

"Little white mouse, you wouldn't also be with..." Mobius's expression was strange.

"The president did consider having me change my surname." Yaqing nodded, but quickly added, "However, not in the bathhouse, but in the office."

"You agree?"

"Kevin, how could you possibly ask such a question?" Yaqing was speechless. "If I agree, you should now call me Yaqing Apocalypse, not Yaqing Schariac."

"What do you mean by 'opposite to you'?" Joyce's focus was strange.

Otto laughed, though he didn't consider himself a qualified bishop. He became bishop entirely out of personal desire.

Joyce, on the other hand, was considered by Otto to possess the greatest talent.

Otto raised his index finger. "I've heard you've read quite a few books these past two years. In your opinion, what kind of person can be considered great in the thousands of years of human civilization?"

Joyce pondered for a moment, then listed famous figures one by one, from Newton to Shakespeare, from Buddha to Peter the Great, from Nightingale to Darwin, etc., but Otto rejected them all for various reasons.

"If they can't do it, do you think I can?" Joyce simply didn't understand what Otto meant by having the greatest talent.

"Of course I can't guarantee you can do it," Otto shook his head. "And intellectually speaking, you are indeed no match for them."

"???"

"But... you have an advantage that none of them possess."

"What a fine way to discuss heroes in a bathhouse! Otto is quite aloof, isn't he? Every figure who could be admired by ordinary people is utterly insignificant in his eyes," Kevin remarked in surprise.

"Let me interview you. As a screenwriter, who do you think is the greatest person in Otto's heart?" Elysia pretended to take out her microphone for the live broadcast.

"I don't know who his great man is." Yaqing shook her head. "But if I say one person's name, he will never disagree with me."

"Who is it?" Elysia asked curiously.

Not only was she curious, but Sue, Mobius, May, and Kevin were also very curious.

Yaqing smiled mysteriously, "Kallen."

Otto in the Schicksal Headquarters and Kallen in the dormitory area of the St. Freya Academy sneezed at the same time.

"A quality they don't all possess...?" Joyce fell into deep thought, not even believing it himself.

"Think about the kind of people you've been dealing with lately," Otto advised.

Einstein, the person with the highest IQ on record.

Tesla, the most destructive inventor in history.

Planck, one of the most unconventional physicists of our time.

Reanna, the strongest Valkyrie in Schicksal.

Including Fu Hua, the "reclusive immortal".

"Their opinions of you are all very good, aren't they?"

"Is... is it true..." Joyce was a little unsure.

"Hahaha, you really don't know your place," Otto said with a laugh. "Let me put it this way, you're the first person here to have actually spoken to all five of those guys."

"Why is it that the person with the messy hair is the smartest, but when it's my turn, I'm the most destructive inventor? That wretched Otto!" Tesla brandished her iron fist again. Without a doubt, if Otto were in her presence...

"That's enough. Schrödinger and I didn't even mention it," Edison said deliberately.

"Hey, Planck, that guy said you're the most unconventional one, don't you have any opinion on that?" Tesla shouted at Planck.

Planck thought for a moment, "I think he's right."

"At least in terms of vision, President Otto is on the same side as me," Einstein with a smile as he sipped his coffee.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Tesla yelled a few times, looked at Joyce with a gaze that seemed both threatening and gentle, and asked with a smile, "Joyce ~~, do you think he's the inventor with the most destructive power?"

Looking at the cold glint of the iron fist, Joyce swallowed hard.

["Well..."

Don't you understand what I mean?

Otto raised his index finger again. In his view, a great person is not someone who is outstanding in their own field, but someone who can unite people and bring out their individual abilities.

"And you are the one I know who is suited to be cultivated into such a great being."

Joyce still didn't believe it.

Otto gave him another example about herbivores and carnivores.

If Otto is a carnivore, then Joyce is a herbivore. A person's inner self is not just about temperament and personality, but is determined by their very being.

"Original body?"

"The true form is nothing mysterious." Otto's smile faded considerably when he mentioned the true form, and his eyes were filled with a look of reminiscence, as if he were recalling something.

"I have lived for over five hundred years... and my true form, from beginning to end, has been nothing more than a shadow called 'Saintess'."

"Five, more than five hundred years?" Joyce was shocked.

"It's nothing... just making a pact with a demon." Otto propped his head up, his expression utterly broken. "Besides, if it were you... you wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."

"Uh... you mean?"

"What I mean is, you are actually much more likely to live for another five hundred years than I am. But that's not the point today. What I really want to say is that your true form, if guided correctly, is a hundred times stronger than mine."

"Me? Better than you?"

"Yes, you are better than me."

Otto suddenly quoted Carl Marx, as if he were offering Joyce some guidance, or perhaps expressing his own inner thoughts.

"Does Otto really want Joyce to be his successor at this moment?" Einstein frowned, somewhat confused by Otto's actions, and even unable to discern whether he was sincere or not.

"It's definitely fake. If Otto really wanted Joyce to be his successor, how could he have created Anti-Entropy later on?!" Tesla put away his iron fist.

Edison joked, "Joyce, what are your feelings and thoughts about taking a bath with Otto?"

Joyce shook her head.

As Otto was rambling on, the bathhouse lights suddenly went out, interrupting his reverie. Otto remarked sarcastically, "Ha, the World War ended ten years ago, and the electricity supply in the suburbs of London is still so unromantic?"

Otto stood up. "You stay here and don't move. I'll go ask the landlady for some lighting."

"No need."

"Um?"

Joyce stood up and walked past Otto in the darkness by the moonlight.

"If you really intend to convince me to do anything, then please don't be so self-righteous next time." Joyce didn't even look at Otto's expression. "You know absolutely nothing, Your Bishop."

"... Where... did I say something wrong?"

"No, you didn't actually say anything wrong, but that's precisely why—" Joyce said firmly, "That makes it even more... impossible for me to believe you right now."

"Is that so?" Otto smiled slightly. "Well... let time give you the answer."

"Farewell."

"Goodbye, my friend."

"Joyce, you're so cool, especially the way you rejected Otto!" Tesla seemed to have forgotten how he had threatened Joyce earlier. He sat down next to Joyce and laughed heartily.

"Really?" Joyce was a little confused.

"A little," Einstein said with a smile.

"Hehe." Unlike his reaction to Tesla, Joyce scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

"Joyce, don't you feel like Otto is taking advantage of you?" Edison suddenly said.