Could It Be That Uncle Yang Is Overthinking?

The video had been playing for several rounds. It was no longer just about proving Yan Huan was mentally unstable; it was practically turning into a Yan Huan appreciation ceremony.

Aha tapped his fingers incessantly on the table, looking quite perplexed.

This isn't right.

The more I watch, the more normal his actions seem?

Could it be that everyone on this Space Station has misunderstood him?

At this moment, the large screen was still showing footage of Yan Huan on the Space Station.

Aha directly interrupted, "Wait, stop playing the Space Station footage. Play the ones I gave you!"

All of Herta's videos were being refuted point by point by that elementary-schooler.

If this continued, the situation would truly become one-sided.

It was supposed to be a completely predictable matter, so why was it developing so absurdly?

"Alright, since Mr. Aha, our sponsor, has said so, let's switch the footage!" Asta said happily, looking at the big screen.

"Hold on." Aha stood up again.

"Mr. Aha, do you have any further instructions?" Asta asked, tilting her head.

"I want to ban her," Aha said, pointing at Wen Shiling in the audience with utmost seriousness.

"Huh?"

Asta stared blankly at Wen Shiling below. Indeed, her performance today had been far too eye-catching.

If she were allowed to continue performing like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"But, Mr. Aha, wouldn't that be unfair?" Asta frowned, her beautiful eyebrows knitting together. "Didn't you say the public's eyes are discerning? If Wen Shiling has said anything inappropriate, someone should step forward to refute her, shouldn't they?"

Aha: "..."

"Besides, Wen Shiling is still a minor. Is it really okay to put her in a banned position like this?"

At this moment, Yan Huan also stood up and said arrogantly, "Tsk, it's fine if she's banned. Does my Ai Huan group only have General Wen as a major general?"

He waved at Wen Shiling, signaling, "General Wen, leave the stage to others. You can rest for a bit."

Hearing his name called by Young Master Huan, Wen Shiling was overjoyed and immediately agreed repeatedly.

"Okay, Young Master Huan. Since you've said so, I won't participate in the discussion. I still believe the public's eyes are discerning. Even without me, someone will be able to stand up and clear your name."

After speaking, Wen Shiling obediently sat down.

This left Aha feeling somewhat awkward.

He looked at Yan Huan, then at Wen Shiling. "What do you mean? Are you making it sound like I can't afford to lose?"

Yan Huan frowned.

"Didn't you say you wanted to ban her?"

Aha retorted, "Can't you bargain a little? You agreed to the ban so decisively. Are you that confident that your Ai Huan group has other strong generals?"

Yan Huan put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily, "No need. The innocent will clear themselves. Why would I, Yan, need others to vindicate me? I am inherently pure!"

"Fine. Since you don't have a clear understanding of yourself, I won't persuade you any further."

Aha said to Asta, "Since you've banned that elementary-schooler, I should do something too. I need to be fair."

He waved his hand gently, and dark shadows, like sharp arrows, were drawn from all over the Space Station.

They all gathered in the center of the stage.

"Troopers?!" Asta quickly retreated to the edge of the stage.

"Heh." Aha chuckled. "These new Troopers from the Void have been giving your Space Station a lot of trouble, haven't they? After the vote, this kid will probably have to help you clean them up again. I'll be a good guy and kill them all!"

Aha's gaze sharpened, and countless Troopers, drawn to the center of the stage, screamed as they turned to ash.

The entire process was clean and efficient.

Yan Huan applauded, "Awesome, awesome! How did you manage to pull them over? Teach me?"

Aha glanced at him sideways. "Sure, as long as you admit you're crazy, we don't even need to vote. Just become my Emanator, and I'll teach you this move, plus give you a large pack of Imaginary Energy as a bonus gift. How about it?"

Yan Huan frowned.

"Heh, I told you I'm a decent person with a healthy state of mind. Don't you dare try to slander me!"

Aha let out a cold laugh:

"Then there's nothing more to say. This vote has to continue. Today, I'll make sure you face reality!"

With that, the two sat down again.

Asta: "..."

March 7th leaned over to Himeko and asked, "Can't the Aeon of Joy forcefully grant power to others without their consent? Why do they have to prove Yan Huan is crazy?"

Himeko crossed her arms on the table and replied after some thought, "Because it's fun that way."

March 7th: "..."

Himeko: "Actually, I'm quite puzzled too. Yan Huan's actions seem so unreasonable to us, but under Wen Shiling's explanation, they suddenly become logical."

March 7th pouted:

"What's the point of that? She's banned now. Besides, the fact that Yan Huan refuses to admit he's crazy is itself crazy, isn't it? The Aeon of Joy was offering him power, and he insisted on arguing with them. Isn't that just nuts?"

At that moment, Welt also leaned in and said, "March, I have some thoughts on this matter."

March 7th: "Then tell us, Uncle Yang."

Welt adjusted his glasses and analyzed:

"Assuming all of Wen Shiling's analyses are correct, what conclusion can we draw?"

March 7th scratched her head:

"Conclusion? What conclusion could there be? At most, it proves he's a normal person."

Welt nodded:

"Right. If he's a normal person, then his actions all have reasons. For example, Yan Huan didn't intentionally disagree with the Aeon of Joy. Although he never mentioned it, I believe his actual intention was not to accept the Aeon's power and become its Emanator."

March 7th was stunned: "Ah, why? Isn't it good to gain powerful strength? The Aeon of Destruction is already targeting him, isn't it?"

Welt continued his analysis:

"It's true that the Aeon of Destruction wants to kill him, and he must be worried about it. But the question is, can the Aeon of Joy truly be trusted?"

March 7th gasped and covered her mouth:

"Uncle Yang, are you saying!"

"Precisely," Welt nodded. "Yan Huan's considerations are likely more far-reaching. If he rashly allows a Stellaron's power into his body, can he truly guarantee that this power will belong entirely to him? Will the Aeon of Joy still be able to control this power afterward? If it can, given the Aeon of Joy's personality, could it do something detrimental to Yan Huan one day? Clearly, Yan Huan is carefully weighing many issues."

Himeko, standing nearby, smiled and nodded:

"Welt is absolutely right. I heard that the Aeon of Joy once gave all its power to a bug, just to see if the bug could eventually join the Genius Society. When the bug failed, it promptly withdrew its power, and the bug met a rather gruesome end."

March 7th suddenly understood:

"Yan Huan, that guy, is thinking that deeply?!"

Himeko, Welt, and even Dan Heng, who had been sitting quietly without speaking, all nodded in unison.

March 7th: "..."

Good grief, she was the only one who couldn't see it.

She had genuinely thought Yan Huan was just being stubborn and arguing with the Aeon of Joy for no reason.

Looking at it this way, everything he did was after careful consideration. His apparent mental instability was just an act!

March 7th looked at Yan Huan, who was sitting in the guest seats, still maintaining his nonchalant demeanor.

She suddenly wondered if Uncle Yang and the others were overthinking things.

Yan Huan noticed March 7th's gaze and asked in confusion:

"What's up? Staring at me? The restroom is to the right when you go out."

March 7th: "..."

... Were they perhaps overthinking it?