Divine Fire Sacred Judgment—he knew this one well.
Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of your own!
After losing health, he could unleash one badass attack.
System, this thing won't kill me too, will it?
Replying to host: with your current physique during Stellaron liberation, you can completely withstand the negative effects brought by Divine Fire Sacred Judgment.
Yan Huan curled his lip and nodded slightly.
As long as it wouldn't kill him, it was fine.
He really didn't have a weapon that suited him right now. This would be a huge help.
Just as he was thinking that, the elevator doors slowly opened.
March 7th and Yan Huan stepped out and headed straight for Herta's office.
The moment they entered, they heard Herta's complaining voice.
"Mr. Yan Huan, do you know how late you are?"
Yan Huan pulled a gold-plated pocket watch from his coat, took a careful look, and said:
"Oh, I'm still five minutes early."
Herta: "..."
March 7th leaned closer to Yan Huan and discovered that although the pocket watch was gorgeous, its hands were not moving at all.
March 7th: "..."
"Forget it." Herta waved a hand. "I already knew you wouldn't arrive on time, which is why I told you the test was in the morning."
"You really did arrive five minutes early."
Yan Huan: "..."
In the end, Herta was still a level above him. Even Yan Huan's eyes behind his sunglasses went blank.
He stared at Herta in front of him.
"Can't people be a little more sincere with each other?!"
Herta retorted, "How could I assume your species?"
Yan Huan: "..."
Sure enough, five minutes later, the others slowly entered the office.
Station Master Asta, Arlan, and even Dan Heng.
March 7th's pink-and-blue eyes widened.
"Wait, Dan Heng?"
"Mm." Dan Heng nodded, his arms folded. "I'm here to help."
"Then why didn't you tell us the real time?"
"Oh, because I also thought Miss Herta's arrangement was quite suitable. So, sorry."
March 7th: "..."
Good grief. So only she, Yan Huan, and the staff members on vacation had arrived early.
At the front stood a faintly glowing data array. Herta walked over to it, turned around, and said to Yan Huan:
"Come over. Just stand inside it, and it'll upload your consciousness data into the Simulated Universe."
"No. What if my legs get sore from standing all the time?" Yan Huan frowned.
Hearing that, Herta looked at Asta beside her.
Asta froze for a moment, then looked at Arlan beside her and raised an eyebrow.
Arlan blinked. "..."
Then, he silently carried over a chair and placed it in the middle of the data array.
Herta beckoned.
"Alright, hurry up!"
"Wait." March 7th grabbed Yan Huan.
"What is it?" Yan Huan asked in confusion.
"Anything involving Aeons requires caution. Even the simulated Aeons in the Simulated Universe aren't people to be taken lightly," March 7th said seriously.
She had heard Himeko and Welt talk about Aeons plenty of times. Even if they were only simulations, they were not something that could be completely controlled.
"Mm, I understand. I'll be careful."
"Good." March 7th patted Yan Huan on the shoulder and pushed him over.
The instant he dropped into the chair, surrounded by the sparkling, glowing array, Yan Huan felt something incredibly strange.
So this was the entrance to the Simulated Universe.
As expected of a masterpiece jointly created by several members of the Genius Society. It really had something to it.
Herta glanced at Yan Huan and slowly said:
"In the Simulated Universe, you may encounter many events, and battle will be unavoidable. But our ultimate goal is to draw out the virtual Aeons inside. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, yeah, I understand."
"During that time, you can choose the Paths of some Aeons to bring with you and disguise yourself as another Aeon. That can improve your chances of striking up a conversation with those virtual Aeons."
"Awesome, awesome."
"Because you have a Stellaron inside you, you're the most suitable candidate. This exploration of the Simulated Universe will also be broadcast on public screens throughout the Space Station, allowing more people to observe."
"OK, OK."
Herta: "..."
"Alright. Close your eyes now and get going."
Hearing that, Yan Huan silently closed his eyes.
The mysterious data array began to glow faintly as well. As time passed, its radiance grew stronger and brighter.
At the same time, the public screens across the Space Station began flashing with colorful images.
"It's starting, it's starting! Brother Huan is about to begin!"
"Oh yeah, I heard that besides getting the day off, everyone's getting a raise today too. Is that true?"
"Of course it's true! Lord Herta is happy, so she said everyone gets triple pay today!"
"Awesome! Getting paid to watch TV!"
"Look, there's an image on the screen."
After a burst of black-and-white static, Yan Huan appeared on the screen.
He was currently standing on a city street, with a large number of Voidrangers scattered around him.
The Voidrangers wandered aimlessly. Yan Huan was clearly standing right there, yet they acted as if they could not see him.
"Huh? Why aren't those Voidrangers attacking?"
"Idiot, he hasn't entered their attack range yet!"
"Oh, so that's how it is."
On the screen, Yan Huan wore a black trench coat, its hem fluttering in the wind.
The gold patterns stamped across the coat sent his aura of coolness soaring endlessly. The crowd began cheering the moment they saw his back.
Rolling his wrists slightly, Yan Huan had already grown accustomed to his virtual body.
Seeing the Voidrangers ahead, he grinned. His black-gloved fingers slowly removed his sunglasses.
As he took them off, he stared at the Voidrangers before him and said in a deep voice:
"Filthy monsters... get out of this world!"
In an instant, the Stellaron's power erupted!
"Boom—!!"
With an explosion like thunder, a terrifying shockwave swept outward from Yan Huan in every direction.
The energy released alone caused countless Voidrangers closest to Yan Huan to be annihilated within the blast.
The spectators watching the public screens all sucked in sharp breaths.
It raised the temperature across the entire Space Station by several degrees.
"Brother Huan is incredible!"
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! He can really kill Voidrangers with sheer pressure alone? Those guys from the Defense Department really weren't lying!"
"Does anyone have a recording? I want to download it and watch it like a movie in my room!"
Before Yan Huan even made a move, the feat of slaughtering a huge swath of Voidrangers with nothing but the shockwave from his Stellaron liberation left the staff utterly dumbfounded.
It was enough to make these highly educated and refined professionals resort to the most primitive and vulgar form of praise.
They simply could not help themselves.
After unleashing his power, Yan Huan froze, his golden eyes blank.
"Huh? Why haven't I left slacker mode yet?"
Replying to host: only your consciousness data has been invoked here. Your actual body has not truly undergone Stellaron liberation.
"So that's how it is. Is it like being in a dream?" Yan Huan nodded.
"I get it now!"
Suddenly.
Before everyone's eyes, Yan Huan moved.
He slowly reached into his coat.
Under everyone's excited gazes.
He swiftly pulled out a miniature single-soldier nuclear missile launcher and skillfully hoisted it onto his shoulder.
"Ah???"
Herta and everyone on the Space Station stared at the sight in complete bewilderment.
What was going on? Wasn't this development a little off?
"Ahaha, die, you bastards!"
Once Yan Huan discovered that he could really pull it out, he was instantly overjoyed.
His eyes filled with fervor as he decisively pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh—!!"
Before anyone had time to react, the miniature nuclear missile plunged directly into the buildings ahead.
"Boom—!!" A violent mushroom cloud rose into the air.
"..."
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