After breakfast in the train car, Yan Huan and March 7th were "forced" to work overtime and entered the Space Station once more to search for traces of Shui Xiao.
"Isn't this Master Yan Huan? Haha, good morning!"
"Hm?" The moment they entered the Control Room Corridor, someone came over to greet them.
Yan Huan helplessly adjusted his hair and raised a brow.
"Good morning. Have you eaten?"
The staff member froze, then scratched his head.
"I have, I have. Haha."
Seeing March 7th standing beside him with her arms folded and a resentful look on her face, the staff member awkwardly greeted her as well.
He had seen it that morning. Even someone as strong as Master Yan Huan could be pinned to the ground by Miss March 7th, unable to move.
That was the ruthless person who had split the Doomsday Beast in half with a single sword strike.
"Miss March 7th, are you here to look for Shui Xiao?"
Upon hearing that, March 7th pouted unhappily.
"So what if we are? Isn't it all this lunatic next to me's fault? I have no idea what goes through his head every day. He could've handled it directly, but he just had to make us work overtime. I seriously can't stand him anymore."
Yan Huan sniffed and did not argue.
He simply walked away from March 7th and headed toward the crowd in the distance.
The place was packed with people. In the middle stood a somewhat handsome staff member giving a speech.
Even Yan Huan, who was as handsome as Peng Yuyan, had to admit that this guy looked pretty good—dashing and heroic.
"What Young Master Bo said was amazing! Sending hearts!"
"Young Master Kapote, I'm your fan! Leaps at him!"
"Does someone as outstanding as Young Master Bo even use the bathroom?"
"Stop squeezing! You're going to suffocate Young Master Bo!"
"Young Master Bo, what do you think of Master Yan Huan?" one of the fans suddenly asked.
Kapote froze upon hearing that, searching his mind for who "Yan Huan" was.
In a daze, he slapped his thigh.
"Oh, Yan Huan, right! The one who split the Doomsday Beast with a single sword strike!"
Young Master Bo's fans immediately chimed in.
"That's right, that's right! I think he's amazing. What do you think, Young Master Bo?"
Kapote smiled faintly.
"If you ask me, you're all being too superficial."
Hearing this, Yan Huan in the crowd raised a brow. "?"
Before he could react, Kapote continued.
"I had long heard of Mr. Yan Huan. He is truly a hero of this age!"
No one knew who started it, but applause broke out.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
Kapote pressed both hands down slightly.
"That sword strike of his was enough to shake heaven and make ghosts weep! I was fortunate enough to witness the entire process. At the time, golden light shone in every direction outside the Herta Space Station, and even I was bathed in that radiance."
"That enormous sword tip carried the air of the Xianzhou. Calling him Master Yan Huan is more than deserved!"
"I even think the Space Station should specially present Mr. Yan Huan with an award. Otherwise, it would be an insult to everything he has done for the Herta Space Station!"
Another wave of enthusiastic applause immediately erupted.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
What Young Master Bo said was naturally what every staff member had been thinking.
A petite female staff member asked.
"Young Master Bo, if he were compared to you, who would be stronger?"
Kapote smiled. "How could I dare compare myself to Mr. Yan Huan? Don't stir up trouble for me. If he ends up mistaking me for the Doomsday Beast and cuts me down with one sword strike, I'll be finished. Haha."
The petite Level Two staff member from the Department of Material Studies who had asked the question immediately panicked upon hearing Kapote's words.
That person
was none other than Wen Shiling.
Not only had she repeatedly brought up Young Master Bo's name while Yan Huan was providing support, she had even called him out by name right before Yan Huan struck the Doomsday Beast.
If Yan Huan came looking for trouble with Young Master Bo, she could not escape responsibility.
Thinking of this, her eyes gradually reddened.
What was she supposed to do now?
The lively atmosphere would not grow cold because of Wen Shiling alone.
Arlan: "Mr. Kapote's words are very fair. Compared to the two of you, it seems I still have a long way to go."
Kapote: "Haha, Captain Arlan, don't belittle yourself. Most of the Herta Space Station staff were able to make it through safely this time thanks to the Defense Department racing against time."
Arlan: "Thank you. Then, Mr. Kapote, I'll be going to train first. I originally came here to disperse everyone and tell them not to gather, but after thinking about it, I decided to let it be."
Kapote: "Ah, so that was the case? Sorry, sorry. I'll have everyone disperse right away. Hm?"
Suddenly, Kapote's eyes lit up as he spotted a conspicuous figure in the crowd staring at him.
He immediately greeted him.
"Master Yan Huan, you're here too?"
Two Yan Huans stepped out from the crowd and praised Kapote.
"I had long heard of Mr. Kapote's great reputation. Now that I have seen you in person, you truly are an outstanding talent."
The surrounding staff members promptly made way for the two Yan Huans.
Their faces were filled with surprise.
They had not expected Yan Huan and the others to have arrived so long ago.
Kapote scratched his head and smiled modestly.
"No, no, I'm not even one ten-thousandth as capable as Mr. Yan Huan. Compared to the two of you, I'm still far behind."
The Yan Huan on the left smiled and nodded slightly.
"No, no. I'm merely a martial man. Someone who can truly care for people's hearts must be an outstanding talent like Mr. Kapote."
The Yan Huan on the right followed up.
"That's right, gulp gulp... We'll leave the Herta Space Station sooner or later. In the end, this place will still need someone like Mr. Kapote to bring everyone together."
Upon hearing the Yan Huans say such things, Wen Shiling immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Whew.
Fortunately, they got along well. Heroes appreciated heroes.
"Hahahaha, you two flatter me too much. Come, come, come. I'll show you around the Space Station properly."
Kapote dispersed the crowd, shook hands with the two Yan Huans, and warmly led them away.
Before leaving, he did not forget to say solemnly to a young woman, "Lamina, you understand what comes next, right?"
The young woman named Lamina nodded nervously. "Mm-hm, okay, Young Master Bo. I understand..."
Only after Kapote had led the two Yan Huans away did she reluctantly raise her head.
"Did Young Master Bo dump all that work on me again?"
Lamina's gaze was somewhat hesitant.
She had worked for three consecutive days without closing her eyes. Not only did she have to wash Kapote's clothes and buy his meals, she even had to ghostwrite condolence letters to his fans for him.
Sigh, when would this life ever end?
After Lamina slowly walked away, March 7th was the only one left here.
She stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.
It was as though her heart had suffered a tremendous shock.
She stared at the people walking away in disbelief.
"No, are their brains all normal? There were two Yan Huans! Why do they think that's reasonable?!"
March 7th refused to accept it. She rushed over and grabbed Lamina's hem. "Hey, did you see that? There were two Yan Huans just now!"
Lamina tiredly turned back to glance at March 7th, then shook her head.
"Really? It doesn't matter, does it? Master Yan Huan himself didn't say anything. Um, I still have a lot to do. Could you let go of me?"
"Uh."
March 7th could only awkwardly release Lamina's clothes.
Did it really not matter?
Was she being too fussy?
"..."
"Damn! They're obviously the ones with a problem! How did I end up blaming myself?"
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