This Is the Seed Player

"Are the workplace relationships here really that tense?" Aha frowned.

Herta Space Station.

At this moment, the scene here was extremely chaotic.

It was no longer a simple voting event.

"What's your problem? Is it that hard to accept that Yan Huan became an Emanator? I've truly seen it all."

"Heh, Wen Shiling, don't think I won't curse you just because you're young. How much better are you? Aren't you just waiting to cling to Master Yan Huan after he truly becomes an Emanator? Don't tell me you guys are clean; just look at how many people named Wen are in the Department of Material Studies!"

"Exactly, bringing that family monopoly stuff into the workplace, tsk tsk tsk."

"Don't you start with me either. You're the biggest slacker on the entire space station. People like you are scum of society!"

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Even everyone on the Star Rail Express was troubled at this moment.

"There's too much resentment here," March 7th whispered to Dan Heng, retreating to a corner.

"The system here is indeed rather unsatisfactory," Dan Heng said calmly.

Who would have thought that a mere vote initiated on a whim by the Aeon of Joy could unleash such conflict among the space station's staff.

"It's not that I don't support Brother Huan, but that guy just now said if I voted B, he'd treat me to milk tea. Whether Brother Huan becomes an Emanator or not doesn't really benefit us much, but this milk tea is the real deal!"

"Damn it, who's bribing votes with milk tea? Is it worth it?"

"They're just jealous. Anyway, where do I collect my milk tea?"

"..."

Aha's eyes twitched uncontrollably as he watched the screen.

Good heavens, people were even campaigning for votes.

He looked at Yan Huan, who was casually picking his toes to the side, and asked curiously, "Is this your corporate drone? It's quite interesting."

Yan Huan glanced outside and replied helplessly:

"Sigh, it doesn't matter. Didn't you say the public's eyes are discerning? What, are you regretting it?"

Aha covered his forehead, almost laughing out of anger:

"Hahaha... Kid! I believe justice is in the hearts of the people. Black will never be white! I want to see how against their conscience they can be!"

"Now, I'm going to extend the showtime!" Aha's gaze deepened.

Two days later.

Herta Space Station.

This was a huge stage.

Brilliant lights shone on Yan Huan's face, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

The stage was divided into three areas.

At the very top, Herta sat there, resting her chin on her hand, looking very helpless.

"You guys are really boring," Herta pouted, looking helplessly at the guest seats on the left and complaining.

In the center of the stage, Asta held the microphone, introducing with great enthusiasm:

"Ladies and gentlemen, hello everyone, and welcome to Herta Space Station's annual selection event. I am Station Master Asta."

"This program is sponsored by our special guest, the Aeon of Joy, Aha. Please give him a warm round of applause—!!"

Warm applause echoed throughout the venue.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap—!!"

All the staff members in the audience were incredibly excited. This was a genuine Aeon.

The lights shone on the guest seats on the left. Aha stood up, confidently waving to everyone.

"Thank you~ Thank you all for your favor!"

Asta walked over to Aha and handed him the microphone, blinking her bright, watery eyes:

"Hello, Mr. Aha, do you have anything you'd like to say to our audience?"

"Hmph." Aha glanced at the staff members in the audience, rested his hands on the table, and angrily cursed:

"I believe justice is in the hearts of the people, and I never expected things to develop to this point. This kid Yan Huan is clearly a lunatic, what's there to argue about? I sometimes really don't understand you humans. Today, I want to see how low your bottom line can go!"

The staff members below looked at each other. Some vocally supported, some were indifferent, and others were cleaning their ears as if they hadn't heard anything.

At this moment, Yan Huan looked over.

Asta quickly handed him the microphone:

"Hello, Mr. Yan Huan. As the person involved in this incident, do you have anything you'd like to say to the audience?"

Facing such a grand occasion, Yan Huan appeared a bit reserved. He stood up blankly, gave everyone the middle finger, and said shyly:

"Everyone, I believe you all know my character. If I had to say it myself, I absolutely do not have any mental issues! All related statements are slander and rumors, please do not believe them!"

"Yeee~~~" Aha, sitting next to him, couldn't help but raise his middle finger in mockery.

The audience seats below also erupted with even more enthusiastic boos.

"It seems everyone agrees with me, so I won't say more. The eyes of the masses are discerning, let's just wait and see!" After speaking, Yan Huan sat down.

Asta said excitedly:

"Okay, we've heard the opinions of both guests. Now, let's hear the opinions of the judging panel."

She happily ran to the right side.

Seated on the right side were the members of the Express crew.

"Hello, Himeko, may I ask for your opinion on this matter?" Asta asked with a polite smile.

"Eh, my opinion?" Himeko slowly stood up and smiled gently:

"I think this matter is difficult to say. As for Yan Huan's mental state, everyone has their own perspective. Isn't it true that for every thousand people, there are a thousand Hamlets? There's no point in discussing it now. Let the final voting results present it to us directly."

Asta nodded and said happily:

"Himeko's opinion is very pertinent. Let's thank Sister Himeko for her speech!"

Saying that, she took the lead in applauding.

The applause from the audience below followed suit.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap—!!"

Warm applause filled the entire venue.

It had to be said that Yan Huan and the Aeon of Joy's speeches earlier were both strongly subjective.

Himeko's words were indeed more objective and pertinent.

"Alright, next up is the next judge."

Asta handed the microphone to March 7th, saying excitedly:

"Hello, Little March, can you share your thoughts on this matter?"

This was March 7th's first time participating in such a large-scale event. The spotlight suddenly shone on her face, making her appear a bit nervous.

"Ah, ah, thoughts, oh right, thoughts." She tapped her head and immediately said loudly:

"Yan Huan's mental state is obviously abnormal. I voted A anyway, I really don't know what people who chose B and C were thinking!"

"Swish!" Hearing March 7th's statement, Aha immediately stood up excitedly, clapping repeatedly:

"You're so right, little girl. There aren't many normal people like you nowadays... Everyone here besides you should consider the path of Joy. Stop pretending, I really can't stand you all acting like gentlemen."

A moment of silence fell over the audience.

Was this considered approval from the Aeon of Joy? Should they be happy or sad?

"Can... can I join?" From the audience, a staff member actually raised their hand. With a shy expression, he stood up.

The entire venue fell silent for a few seconds.

Aha cursed, "You're even asking politely? That's definitely not allowed! If you continue to be so normal, how can you achieve a grand cause?"

Then, he looked at Yan Huan again.

"Xiao Liang, put on a show!"

"Alright!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan leaped up and jumped directly onto the main stage of Herta Space Station at the very top.

Herta: "..."

He did a high backflip and then landed steadily on the stage with a "bang."

Herta's hair swayed with the movement.

Herta: "..."

Aha raised an eyebrow and pointed at Yan Huan, excitedly saying to the audience:

"See? This is the seeded contestant! Everyone who chose A, did you hear that!"