Herta lay on the table with a dark expression, glaring discontentedly at Yan Huan's shoe soles in front of her.
"Can you get down now?"
Yan Huan immediately understood.
He quickly squatted down.
Herta said, "I meant get off the table."
Herta stretched out a hand in a shooing gesture and drove Yan Huan, who was squatting in front of her, down from the table.
The entire Audience Gallery fell silent.
Sure enough, not just anyone could walk the Path of Elation.
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 constrained by a Path!" A researcher in a corner of the Audience Gallery declared loudly.
"That's right! Young Master Huan isn't brain-damaged! For Young Master Huan's reputation, we won't choose A!"
"Lmao, does Brother Huan's reputation need you people to defend it? He doesn't even care himself. That backflip just now was so decisive."
"I say we should let Brother Huan inherit the power of Elation. The Aeon of Joy is incredibly powerful, at least top three, right? Brother Huan will definitely run into the Aeon of Destruction again someday. He can't go without someone backing him."
"You've got a point, but if I pick B, today's milk tea is covered."
For a moment, the Audience Gallery stirred up again.
Asta hurriedly spoke up to stop them.
"Everyone, please remain calm."
"To make the voting results more intuitive, Mr. Aha and Miss Herta will provide footage. Please analyze it carefully before making your judgment!"
Immediately afterward, the screen behind the stage lit up.
To give the Aeon some face, Herta had still provided the footage recorded by the Space Station.
"Please look. This was the day Mr. Yan Huan first appeared at the Space Station."
At Asta's introduction, everyone looked toward the screen.
The footage seemed to show a group of cleaners tidying the Containment Section. It was filled with countless empty snack wrappers and a puddle of indescribable yellow solid-liquid mixture.
Every cleaner wore a mask and tightly covered their noses as they cleaned.
Holding the microphone, Asta said, "Everyone, Mr. Yan Huan himself has confirmed that all the trash in this compartment was his doing alone. Please share your thoughts."
At once, the two sides began voicing their opinions.
"So much trash left lying around, that baseball bat not put away, and he even relieved himself wherever he pleased. Do we really need to say anything about his mental state?"
"Watch your mouth! Don't slander Brother Huan!"
"? Classic. I'm dying of filial laughter."
"I'm sure everyone knows what the situation in the Containment Section was like then. There were nearly a million Voidrangers! Even if Young Master Huan wanted to throw away his trash properly or use a restroom, did he have the conditions to do so?" At that moment, Wen Shiling stepped forward.
Wearing a T-shirt printed with Yan Huan's giant face and holding a glow stick, she took on the crowd alone.
"Besides, if Young Master Huan hadn't drawn away such a huge number of Voidrangers, who knew what would have happened to the other sections of the Space Station?"
A researcher named Rong Cangzhong also stood up, filled with righteous indignation.
"That's right. I evacuated late that day, and a group of Voidrangers nearly surrounded me. If they hadn't noticed so many of their comrades lining up in the neighboring Containment Section and all curiously joined the line, I might have died there!"
"As for the baseball bat..." Rong Cangzhong paused. "Brother Huan must have simply forgotten to put it away!"
Immediately, the Ai Huan group broke into thunderous applause.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
The applause echoed throughout the venue.
"Good! Well said! You really can't blame Brother Huan for this. He had no choice back then."
"Exactly. If I'd been trapped there, forget relieving myself on the spot—I might've taken off like a rocket!"
"I really don't know what there is to blame Brother Huan for. In that kind of environment, being able to calmly relieve himself on the spot—wasn't that an extremely high level of composure?"
"You there, the one who said you'd take off like a rocket—you're seriously impressive."
For a moment, the tide of opinion suddenly shifted completely to one side.
It seemed that everything Yan Huan had done in that footage had truly been unavoidable.
Seeing that the time was right, Asta picked up the microphone and said excitedly.
"All right, I believe everyone has reached their own judgment after watching this footage. Then let's move on to the next one!"
As Asta finished speaking, new footage began playing on the big screen.
On the screen, a vortex appeared in the Sea of Stars. A golden sword tip descended, blotting out the sky and earth, accompanied by terrifying waves of humming.
"This is footage of Mr. Yan Huan killing the Doomsday Beast with a single sword strike. Many people have asked whether he put all his skill points into special effects—why it looked so terrifying, yet only killed the Doomsday Beast and didn't even cause any damage to the Space Station. Here, Mr. Yan Huan has also admitted that he did put his points into special effects."
The Audience Gallery below immediately began discussing it heatedly.
"Brother Huan really went all out for those special effects. What normal person puts every skill point into special effects? No matter how you look at it, that's not normal, right?"
"No!" Wen Shiling stood up again.
She continued her loud rebuttal.
"Young Master Huan did it to avoid hurting us! That sword strike could even trigger a cosmic phenomenon. We were standing so close—if he hadn't controlled it, the Doomsday Beast wouldn't have needed to do anything. We would have been annihilated by the sword light first!"
After hearing Wen Shiling's statement, everyone was stunned at first.
Then another round of enthusiastic applause erupted.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
The applause boomed like thunder throughout the entire venue.
"That's right! If Brother Huan hadn't held back, we'd have been finished long ago. Besides, what's wrong with putting points into special effects? Holding back is still holding back, no matter how he does it!"
"That's right! This time, we absolutely have to stand with Mr. Yan Huan. He was thinking of us, after all. If that counts as wrong, then what in this world could possibly be right?!"
Once again, after Wen Shiling stepped forward, the situation became entirely one-sided.
March 7th sat at the judges' table, completely dumbfounded.
Come to think of it, Wen Shiling's analysis made perfect sense.
Could it be that there really was nothing wrong with Yan Huan's brain?
"All right, everyone, let's look at the next one!" Asta continued.
The screen next showed Yan Huan and March 7th, who had transformed into Shui Xiao, embracing each other.
March 7th shot to her feet, furious.
"There's definitely something wrong with this one! No matter how you look at it, he was the one in the wrong, right?!"
A member of the judges' table spoke out on the spot, and the entire venue immediately fell silent.
Himeko and Welt beside her were also quite helpless.
After all, in the current footage, Shui Xiao had transformed into March 7th herself. It could be said that she was one of the parties involved.
Just as everyone fell silent, Wen Shiling, the number-one fan, stood up again!
Her tiny body stood atop her chair as she continued her rebuttal.
"No! Young Master Huan only did that to restrain Shui Xiao! I request that other relevant footage be brought out so everyone can understand the full picture!"
The corners of Asta's lips curled up slightly as she said excitedly, "Very good. Then let's take a look at the other relevant footage."
The scene on the screen shifted once again.
Wen Shiling said solemnly, "Look, the cause of this incident was that Miss March pinned Young Master Huan down at the start and let Shui Xiao escape. Afterward, Young Master Huan entered the Space Station again. The first thing he did was lock onto Shui Xiao within the crowd, then follow all the way, and finally, with Mr. Dan Heng's assistance, directly lock Shui Xiao inside a containment chamber!"
At this point, Wen Shiling's childish voice rang out with firm conviction. "How is this evidence that Young Master Huan has a problem? It is clearly a medal honoring his silent dedication to our safety!"
At once, everyone fell silent.
Thinking it over carefully, it really fucking was like that!
The entire venue erupted into enthusiastic applause once more.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
Even Yan Huan, seated in the guest section, could not help praising Wen Shiling after witnessing her charisma.
"This girl is incredible."
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