He's Probably Got Something Seriously Wrong With Him

The dealer's strange face began to contort, becoming even more sinister and terrifying.

It seemed like anger, or perhaps mockery.

From the space station's screens, bursts of low growls could be heard.

It sent shivers down one's spine.

"Brother, what's with your face? I'm just robbing you, you shouldn't have your mouth split open like that."

"..."

Hearing Yan Huan's voice, everyone was speechless.

Man, why don't you just flip the cards properly?

"Forget it, I won't rob you anymore. Seeing as you're still working as a dealer with an amputated leg, you're just too pitiful." Yan Huan waved his hand amidst the raging storm.

Then.

"BANG—!!" He kicked the gambling table over.

Cards and chips scattered everywhere.

The dealer, perhaps hitting his head, let out an even more sinister and terrifying roar.

Strange muttering accompanied the monster's low growls, reaching Yan Huan's ears.

He scratched his earlobe:

"Right, how do I get out of here? The room doesn't even have a door."

As he spoke, the overturned gambling table in front of him slowly flipped over, its legs twisting.

The dealer's mouth had also split all the way to his ears, constantly mocking him, looking incredibly bizarre.

"It seems you're determined to cause trouble here. Heh, hahahaha...!!"

Accompanied by sinister and terrifying laughter, the walls of the room began to crack and peel away, collapsing.

Revealing their original form.

There was no room at all; outside was pitch black, looking more like a cave.

And in front of him was no longer the dealer, but a colossal Void creature radiating a terrifying heatwave.

"Since you refuse to cooperate, then... stay here forever—!!"

Overwhelming flames erupted, illuminating the entire dim cave.

But.

The next moment.

Opposite it, another beam of even more dazzling fire shot up into the sky.

"BOOM—!!"

The flame was as substantial as lava, its gushing tongues of fire even beginning to consume the monster's own flames.

The firelight hit Yan Huan's face, revealing his unrestrained madness.

"Hahahaha... I knew you weren't human long ago!!"

At the center of the flames, he held the Divine Fire Greatsword, his black hair wildly flying with the waves of fire, his molten gold pupils filled with madness.

"You have two choices now. One, hand over all your good stuff, and I'll spare your life! Two, I'll kill you and then tearfully inherit your legacy!"

The sky-high flames turned the entire cave red, as if they had entered a volcanic eruption.

Compared to the human in front of it, the flames initially unleashed by the Void creature seemed insignificant.

Even its own flames were being assimilated by the other party.

The Void creature's massive body began to creak, showing cracks.

If its flames were further devoured by this human's fire, its body would likely be unable to hold itself together.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the Void creature slowly spread its thick arms, revealing all the chips from the gambling table within them.

It didn't speak, but the gradually dimming flames on its body indicated its stance.

It surrendered.

The space station staff watching this scene gasped in unison.

They weren't amazed by how quickly the Void creature backed down, but their gazes were fixed on the Divine Fire Greatsword in Yan Huan's hand.

"What kind of weapon is that? Why can it even assimilate the flames of a Void creature?"

Even from a distance, they could feel the intense heat.

The brilliant firelight possessed the splendor of an entire civilization.

On the Star Rail Express.

Welt was also observing what Yan Huan was holding through the display screen sent by the space station.

"Key of the Gods... Divine Fire Sacred Judgment."

Welt was all too familiar with this sword.

It had had many owners before, but now it had fallen into Yan Huan's hands?

What surprised Welt even more was Yan Huan's condition.

Using the Divine Fire Sacred Judgment came at a price.

Yet, he seemed completely unaffected, even going so far as to push the Divine Fire Sacred Judgment's power to an extremely high level.

He hadn't even considered the side effects.

It was as if he possessed absolute confidence in his own strength.

Herta's office.

Herta herself couldn't help but become serious, staring intently at the flames on the screen and the Divine Fire Sacred Judgment.

As a participant in the Simulated Universe project, she naturally understood that this was not a virtual weapon, but something Yan Huan possessed himself.

The brilliant flames and terrifying waves of heat seemed to burn the entire cave red and bright.

"His true strength is far beyond what we've seen."

Even among the Emanators of the Aeons, their strength was divided into different tiers.

Some were suited for combat, while others were not.

Yan Huan was clearly the former.

His talent for combat was exceptionally high, as if he were born for battle.

Dan Heng, standing beside him, also had a solemn expression.

The Divine Sword of Taixu that Yan Huan had previously used bore a strong resemblance to Hua, the Marshal of the Xianzhou Cloud Knights.

This had led Dan Heng to believe that he might have deep ties to the Xianzhou Alliance.

The strength Yan Huan was displaying now was already on par with that of a Xianzhou general.

"Brother Huan is awesome! That opponent clearly looked like a tough character, and he actually made it back down!"

The staff on the space station erupted in excitement once more.

"When Mr. Yan Huan flipped the table, I thought he was done for. Turns out he knew the dealer was cheating all along."

"Brother Huan is truly a man of principle! If it were me, I would have just obediently followed orders and flipped the cards, never daring to even think of flipping the table."

"Pfft, if you had flipped the table like him, the dealer would have eaten you on the spot!"

Originally, the staff's mission was to observe the Aeon that Yan Huan had attracted.

As it turned out, There were no Aeons, but they ended up observing Yan Huan instead.

In the Simulated Universe project, Yan Huan was merely bait, but now he had truly become the protagonist.

Some of the staff had already lost interest in waiting for the Aeons and were now intently anticipating Yan Huan's next move.

It was just like watching TV.

In the Simulated Universe.

After Yan Huan tearfully accepted his reward, the surrounding scene changed again.

It was a desolate village.

What appeared before Yan Huan were no longer strange monsters, but three little pigs.

More accurately, they were three creatures called "Puffballs."

"Why are they raising pigs in the Simulated Universe?" Yan Huan was a bit bewildered.

How was he supposed to get through this? Beat them all up?

It seemed that was how it had always been done.

Just fight, right?

With that thought, Yan Huan pulled out an AK from his chest, a terrifying smile on his face.

Then, he also took out a black ski mask and put it on his head.

Not for any particular reason, just to fit the scene.

Now, he looked even more like a heinous bandit.

"Hey, run, run quickly, oink oink oink oink (the farmer's call to the pigs)!!"

He shouted while firing his gun.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!"

The muzzle of the AK submachine gun continuously spewed flames, and bullets poured around the three little pigs, kicking up sparks.

Accompanied by shrill squeals, the three little pigs quickly fled.

First, three little pigs rushed into a straw house.

They were then sprayed with bullets by a masked Yan Huan using an AK.

The straw house immediately collapsed.

The three little pigs then rushed into a wooden house.

Again, they were sprayed with bullets by a masked Yan Huan.

"Da da da da da—!!"

The countless bullet holes on the wooden house made it look riddled with damage.

It then collapsed with a boom.

The three little pigs then fled into a brick house.

Bullets shot at the bricks, only leaving a few marks.

This scene made all the staff members breathe a sigh of relief.

"Great, the pigs are safe."

But the next moment, the masked Yan Huan on the screen revealed an evil smile. He continuously pulled out sticky explosives from his pocket and mockingly plastered them all over the brick wall.

Then, he pressed the detonation button.

"Boom—!!"

For a moment, large areas of fire and explosions appeared on all the space station's screens once more.

"Couldn't he have just cut the Puffball with his sword?" someone suddenly asked.

"No, that way Mr. Yan Huan wouldn't get to experience the fun of being a bandit."

The person suddenly understood: "So that's how it is!"

"...Is he sick?"