The silver-haired woman turned around and examined Hao Ren with curiosity. "You're Hao Ren? The interesting assistant 12345 mentioned?"
Hao Ren had not even gotten through his usual string of pleasantries before Raven's strange attitude left him stunned. He stared at the already-familiar silver-haired woman across from him in bewilderment. "What's wrong with you? Did you eat something bad? And what's with all the thunder and lightning outside?"
"Outside? Don't worry. It's just a minor issue. This hub is passing through a rift. I don't know much about this world, so I veered slightly off course." The silver-haired woman, whose appearance was exactly the same as Raven 12345's, spoke unhurriedly and gave Hao Ren an elegant smile. "Also, I think you've mistaken me for someone else. 12345 isn't here. I'm filling in for her."
Her voice was gentle, her smile refined, and her bearing steady yet approachable. Along with the sensation of being bathed in a spring breeze, there was also a faint, almost imperceptible majesty about her. She seemed like a reliable older sister who was neither arrogant nor impatient. The bearing she displayed while speaking was worlds apart from Raven 12345's. Even with the exact same face, Hao Ren should have realized that she was someone else. He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be more than one "Raven," distinguished by their numbers. His superior was merely one of countless Goddesses, number 12345—and was this another Raven? Another Goddess?
"Uh, I'm Hao Ren." Realizing that the Goddess before him was a stranger, and that her bearing made him instinctively serious, Hao Ren quickly reined in his neighbor-dropping-by attitude and sat up straight. "You are..."
"No need to be nervous. If you have anything to discuss, you can tell me. Raven 12345 has already handed over her work." The