The Black Tower's Invitation

In her speculation, Gwen was very likely the one who sent her the Invitation Letter!

Just then, the phone, with its screen facing up, lit up, indicating a new message.

"Asta, it seems you have some new information..."

Gwen turned to look at Asta at the living room door, his expression playful, and the probing look in his eyes made Asta's heart skip a beat.

"Oh, that's my backup phone, nothing important."

Asta lowered her head and looked away, feeling unexpectedly embarrassed by being caught red-handed.

"Really?"

Gwen's smile deepened, and he asked with a grin.

With his current strength, even if he cannot analyze the essence of the Invitation Letter, he can easily perceive its difference from other things.

Therefore, even though he did not release his senses out of respect, he still noticed the difference the moment he saw it, and then confirmed that it was the same as the Invitation Letter, and that it was the Invitation Letter that had changed.

So...

Asta is one of her two anonymous Netizen.

Considering that Asta didn't seem to have a habit of frequently making pastries herself, Gwen identified the second anonymous Netizen as the suspect.

Just now, he took a picture of Asta and sent it to two unregistered Netizen, and his "backup phone" lit up simultaneously.

After pondering for a moment, putting himself in Asta's shoes, Gwen figured out why Asta had invited him over—it was nothing more than wanting to learn more about him through conversation and to further confirm her identity.

However, before she could test and confirm Gwen's identity, Gwen recognized her first.

So...

Has Asta walked right into a trap?

Gwen's mood was somewhat complicated, but that didn't stop him from wanting to see the awkwardness of being caught secretly observing someone before meeting up with Netizen.

"This...

All right."

Gwen's intensely familiar gaze made Asta purse her lips, realizing she probably didn't need to test him anymore. She slowly moved towards her phone, her black high heels clicking on the floor.

However, the small living room wouldn't allow Asta to go too far.

Soon, Asta, feeling conflicted, picked up her phone and opened the new message—

It was a photograph of a girl wearing black high heels with black straps around her ankles. Her smooth calves led to rounded thighs with black leg rings. Although her upper legs were covered by a well-tailored custom-made uniform, her youthful vitality was still evident. Despite her short stature, her legs appeared long and straight thanks to the appropriate outfit.

Aside from wearing the same Herta Space Station as Asta, the girl's pretty face and meticulously styled pink hair were identical to Estádio's.

Why does this look so much like me?

This is me!

Looking at this photo of herself, Asta was completely certain of her guess—

Gwen is that mysterious Netizen!

"Should I say... nice to meet you?"

My dear anonymous Netizen?

Gwen, sitting on the sofa, looked at Asta's stiff back and the taut muscle lines on her smooth calves, and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. He sent another message to the anonymous Netizen.

Gwen waited a few seconds and received a message reply—

"Hehe!"

This is an emoji set created by Asta using her own chibi-style image. The girl is sticking out her little tongue, and her smile is awkward yet polite.

"Stop chuckling and get back to packing. The Space Station is still incomplete, so you'll have even more work to do."

Gwen chuckled and spoke directly to the girl whose back was to him.

"Cough..."

Seeing that Gwen had made things completely clear, Asta coughed to cover up her embarrassment.

She slowly turned around, her pretty face displaying an awkward yet polite smile that perfectly matched the meme.

"Okay, be natural. Your choice is normal, and you haven't done anything wrong."

Ordinary people observe carefully when they meet Netizen, let alone someone like me who clearly possesses considerable strength and extraordinary abilities.

Seeing this, Gwen suppressed his smile and tried to comfort the somewhat flustered Asta.

"Aren't you really not bothered at all?"

Upon hearing this, Asta's smile became much more natural. She took two steps closer and asked tentatively, like a little kitten that wanted to get closer but hesitated in front of a tall adult.

"I don't mind, or rather I'm glad that my Netizen is a cautious person."

Gwen smiled and shook his head, his smile natural yet tinged with seriousness.

"Moreover, whether for your own sake, for the sake of others who care about you, or for the Space Station you are responsible for, it is a responsible thing to be vigilant in the face of a powerful individual like me who is still relatively unfamiliar."

Of course, these are just my personal opinions, and some strong individuals with eccentric personalities might disagree with them.

"Um."

Hearing Gwen say this, Asta's anxiety finally eased a little.

In her plan, she would carefully confirm Gwen's identity and then take the initiative to expose him, at which point there would be no problem.

But now that Gwen has brought it up and even seen through his probing intentions, the situation is entirely different.

Even though Gwen said he didn't care, Asta's toes, painted with light blue nail polish, unconsciously curled slightly in her black high heels, making her look quite uncomfortable.

"Oh...

Our Station Master Asta is surprisingly adorable...

Gwen noticed her unease and couldn't help but chuckle and tease her.

Just as he was about to say something, the doorbell rang suddenly, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere in the living room. Just as Asta was about to turn away the visitor, Herta's voice suddenly rang out—

"Asta, is Gwen here with you?"

"Have him come out to see me; it's good news."

"..."

Upon hearing the Herta's voice, Asta paused in her tracks—

It wasn't a matter of life and death, so she couldn't refuse Ms. Herta. Besides, Lady Herta said it was something good, so she couldn't delay Gwen.

"In that case, I'll go check out the Herta first. Asta, you go ahead with your work."

Upon hearing this, Gwen immediately stood up, smiling as he said, preparing to let Asta calm down a bit.

"Okay, go ahead, but..."

Seeing Gwen's decisive actions, Asta hesitated for a moment, then quickly approached Gwen and whispered in his ear,

"Let's be careful. Ms. Herta's surprise... could turn into a fright if not handled properly."

Chapter 870 The Herta's Invitation

"?"

Upon hearing Asta's words, Gwen raised an eyebrow. How could she say something like that?

The Herta is right outside.

"I'm just reminding you not to be careless, or things might turn out badly."

Noticing the strange look on Gwen's face, Asta blushed slightly, gave a vague explanation, and pushed Gwen toward the door.

"Alright, hurry up and go, don't keep Ms. Herta waiting."

The door opened, Gwen saw the Herta outside... a little man.

"!"

Upon seeing Gwen being pushed out by Asta, the Herta twitched its brow, revealing a slightly surprised expression, and glanced behind Gwen.

"Ms. Herta, I still have some things to take care of here, so I won't accompany you."

Meeting the gaze of the Herta Puppets, Asta scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Um..."

With a meaningful reply, Herta nodded slightly and said to Gwen,

"Come on, follow me, we need to meet someone."

As he spoke, the Herta Puppets led the way for Gwen with its legs bearing obvious inhuman marks at the knees.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't it be unique on the Space Station for you to personally guide me?"

Looking at the Herta Puppets walking ahead, Gwen asked curiously.

He remembered that the reason Herta placed so many dolls here was because he was too lazy to waste time walking. Herta should have logged off after delivering the message, so why was he acting as a guide?

"I'll give you a little preferential treatment because you protected the Space Station."

Herta tilted his head slightly to look at Gwen, raised his fair chin, and said with great pride.

Although it might seem a bit like Little Ogre, considering the other party is a rare genius in the universe and possesses unparalleled beauty, it wouldn't be offensive; on the contrary, it might even inspire a playful teasing.

"Herta, have you placed these dolls in every Space Station like this one?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Herta stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Gwen, and a strange smile appeared on his small face—

"Want to?"

"I'm not going to be so presumptuous."

Gwen quickly shook his head. He was practically ready to hold an uninhibited assembly; he wasn't that thirsty yet.

"I'm just curious, these dolls of yours seem to use very advanced biotechnology, but they also have obvious mechanical traces. How did you manage to do that?"

"Um...

Materials science, isn't it amazing?

Herta narrowed his eyes, seemingly somewhat smug.

"Clearly, the Herta, which makes full use of the wonders of materials science, is even more amazing."

Gwen laughed.

"Oh..."

Herta laughed heartily, seemingly enjoying himself, and continued walking briskly.

"Just say what you want to do."

"I'm a little curious, how strong are your puppets?"

Gwen admitted it.

"?"

Herta stopped again, turning to look at Gwen, the meaning in his bright eyes quite clear—

That's it?

"It hasn't been specialized in combat, and its potential hasn't been tested, but it probably won't reach the level you want."

To create dolls capable of participating in battles at the Emanator level, the first issue is energy.

Do you have one?

"?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow in surprise—

Judging from what Herta said, if he had it, he would really make it for him?

"Energy at the Emanator level..."

"Would a star core work?"

Gwen hesitated.