This Woman Has Limitless Potential

Herta's face was grim as she slumped onto the desk, glaring at the sole of Yan Huan's shoe in front of her.

"Can you get down now?"

Yan Huan immediately understood.

He quickly crouched down.

Herta: "I meant get down from the desk."

Herta reached out, gesturing him away, shooing Yan Huan, who was crouching in front of her, off the desk.

The entire audience fell silent.

Indeed, not everyone could walk the path of Joy.

As for whether to choose A or not.

"Heh, everyone, I'll say it again. Master Yan Huan is already strong enough; he doesn't need to be restricted by a path!" From a corner of the audience, a staff member loudly declared.

"Yes, that's right! Young Master Huan isn't brain-damaged! For Young Master Huan's reputation, we will not choose A!"

"This is hilarious. Does my Brother Huan's reputation need you to defend it? He doesn't even care himself. Didn't you see how decisively he did that backflip just now?"

"If you ask me, Brother Huan should inherit the power of Joy. After all, the Aeon of Joy is very strong, easily ranking in the top three, right? Brother Huan will definitely clash with the Aeon of Destruction in the future; he needs a powerful backer."

"You make a good point, but if I choose B, I'll have bubble tea today."

For a moment, the audience began to stir again.

Asta quickly intervened:

"Everyone, please remain calm."

"To get a more intuitive voting result, Mr. Aha and Miss Herta will provide recordings. This time, please analyze them carefully before making your judgment!"

Immediately, the screen behind the stage lit up.

To show respect to the Aeon, Herta had provided the footage recorded by the space station.

"Everyone, please look. This is the day Mr. Yan Huan first appeared on the space station."

As Asta introduced it, everyone turned their gaze to the screen.

The footage showed a group of cleaners tidying up a containment segment. Inside were numerous empty snack wrappers and a pool of an indescribable yellow semi-solid mixture.

All the cleaners wore masks, holding their noses tightly as they cleaned.

Asta spoke into the microphone:

"Everyone, after confirmation from Mr. Yan Huan himself, all the trash in this compartment was his doing. Please share your thoughts."

For a moment, two groups of people voiced their opinions.

"So much trash piled up everywhere, the baseball bat next to it wasn't put away properly, and he even defecated indiscriminately. His mental state is obvious, isn't it?"

"How dare you! Don't slander my Brother Huan!"

"? Classic. So devoted."

"You all know the situation in the containment segment back then. There were nearly a million Troopers. Even if Young Master Huan wanted to throw his trash in the right place or go to the restroom, did he have the conditions at the time?" Wen Shiling stepped forward.

She wore a T-shirt with Yan Huan's large face printed on it, holding a glow stick, and debating with the crowd.

"Furthermore, if Young Master Huan hadn't attracted so many Troopers, who knows what would have happened to the other segments of the space station."

A staff member named Rong Cangzhong also stood up, indignant.

"That's right. I was late evacuating, and a group of Troopers almost surrounded me. If those Troopers hadn't discovered so many of their comrades queuing up in the adjacent containment segment and all went to investigate out of curiosity, I might have died there!"

"As for the baseball bat," Rong Cangzhong paused, "Brother Huan must have forgotten to clean it up!"

Suddenly, the Yan Huan fan club erupted in enthusiastic applause.

"Clap clap clap clap clap—!!"

The applause echoed throughout the venue.

"Good! Well said! We really can't blame Brother Huan for this. He had no choice at the time."

"Exactly. If I were trapped there, let alone dealing with it on the spot, I might have sprayed myself right there!"

"I really don't understand what there is to blame Brother Huan for. In that kind of environment, being able to calmly take care of business on the spot, isn't that a supreme state of being?"

"The person who said they might spray themselves on the spot, you're really something else."

In an instant, the situation completely shifted.

It seemed that what Yan Huan had done in the footage was indeed unavoidable.

Seeing that it was about time, Asta picked up the microphone excitedly and said:

"Alright, I believe everyone has made their judgment after watching this recording. Let's move on to the next one!"

As Asta's words fell, the big screen began to play new footage.

On the screen, the Sea of Stars swirled, and a golden sword tip, blotting out the sun, descended with terrifying humming sounds.

"This is the footage of Mr. Yan Huan instantly killing the Doomsday Beast. Many people are asking if he put all his skill points into special effects, why it looked so terrifying yet only killed the Doomsday Beast without damaging the space station. Here, Mr. Yan Huan admits that he did put points into special effects."

The audience below immediately erupted in discussion.

"Brother Huan really went all out for the special effects. Who would normally put all their skill points into effects? He doesn't seem like a normal person at all!"

"That's not right!" At this moment, Wen Shiling stood up again.

She continued to argue loudly:

"Young Master Huan did that to avoid hurting us. That sword could even trigger cosmic phenomena. We were so close, if it hadn't been controlled, we would have been annihilated by the sword light before the Doomsday Beast even had a chance to act!"

After hearing Wen Shiling's statement, everyone in the venue was stunned at first.

Then, another round of enthusiastic applause broke out.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap—!!"

The applause roared, echoing through the entire venue like thunder.

"Yeah, if Brother Huan hadn't held back, we would have been goners long ago. Besides, what's wrong with putting points into effects? He still held back, didn't he!"

"Exactly, this time, we definitely have to side with Mr. Yan Huan. He was thinking of us after all. If this is considered wrong, then what in the world is right?!"

This time, after Wen Shiling stepped forward, it was still a one-sided victory for her.

March 7th, sitting in the judge's seat, was dumbfounded.

Come to think of it, Wen Shiling's analysis made perfect sense.

Could it be that Yan Huan really wasn't crazy?

"Alright, let's move on to the next one!" Asta continued.

The screen then showed a scene of Yan Huan embracing March 7th, who had transformed into Shui Xiao.

March 7th immediately stood up, indignant:

"There's definitely something wrong with this! No matter how you look at it, he's the one who did wrong!"

With a judge speaking out, the entire venue fell silent.

Himeko and Welt, sitting beside her, looked on helplessly.

After all, in the current footage, the Shui Xiao that appeared was March 7th herself, making her a direct witness.

As everyone remained silent, the number one fan, Wen Shiling, stood up once again!

Her small body perched on a chair as she continued to refute:

"No, Young Master Huan was just trying to stabilize Shui Xiao! I demand that other relevant footage be shown so everyone can understand the full picture!"

Asta's lips curved slightly, her eyes gleaming with excitement:

"Very well, then let's take a look at the other relevant footage."

The image on the screen changed again.

Wen Shiling said seriously:

"Look, the incident started because Miss March was the one who initially restrained Young Master Huan and let Shui Xiao escape. Afterward, Young Master Huan re-entered the space station, and the first thing he did was lock onto Shui Xiao in the crowd. He followed her all the way, and finally, with Mr. Dan Heng's assistance, he directly contained Shui Xiao in a containment unit!"

As she spoke, Wen Shiling's childish voice rang out with conviction: "How is this evidence of Young Master Huan being problematic? This is clearly a medal for his silent dedication to our safety!"

Instantly, everyone fell silent.

When they thought about it, it was indeed true!

The entire venue erupted in enthusiastic applause once more.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap—!!"

Even Yan Huan, sitting in the guest seats, couldn't help but praise Wen Shiling's performance.

"This girl is amazing."