"Arf arf arf~ arf~ arf arf arf (Brother Yan Huan, I want a Krabby Patty King burger, and Sea Overlord's Sea Overlord Stick)." Peipei kept barking.
"Arf arf~ (And...)"
Asta decisively covered Peipei's mouth in her arms and asked in shock, "Why on earth do you like eating those two things together? Is the premium pet food I bought not enough to satisfy you anymore?"
Peipei broke free from Asta's restraint and continued speaking to Yan Huan in the guest seats:
"Arf arf~ arf~ arf arf arf arf (And instant noodles, not too spicy, and kiukiu milk tea is so good it beats Mee Poo tea...)"
At that moment, Aha, seated in the guest seats, froze. "Dogs eat instant noodles and drink milk tea too?"
He looked at Yan Huan. "What breed is it?"
As Yan Huan wrote down the order in his notebook, he waved a hand.
"Oh, just feed it more and it'll start liking it. What does that have to do with breed?"
Aha: "..."
After a long silence, Aha stood up and pulled out his chair.
"Come, sit here."
Yan Huan put down his pen and notebook in confusion. "What are you doing?"
Aha said, "Come on, I'm giving you my fucking seat as the Aeon of Joy."
Everyone: "..."
At the center of the stage, Asta held Peipei in one arm and stared at Yan Huan in disbelief.
"Yan Huan, you fed Peipei even this stuff?! Aren't you afraid it'll get sick from eating it?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Yan Huan waved his hand. "Herta Space Station is full of talented people. Even if it really eats itself sick, the Medical Department isn't just sitting around doing nothing. Besides, whatever I eat, it eats. I can't exactly treat it badly."
Aha continued pulling out the chair.
"Come on, come sit here! Don't be shy, get over here!"
Everyone: "..."
Asta was furious.
"You... you!!"
She clenched her pearly teeth, her pretty face nearly red with anger.
Everything Peipei usually ate and used had been carefully selected by her. Even its bathing and grooming were handled with attentive professional care.
Yet Yan Huan had only been around for a short while, and he had already taught Peipei to become like this!
"Arf arf arf arf~ arf~ (Thank you, Brother Yan Huan. Then I'll wait for your good news tonight.)"
"Arf arf~ arf arf arf~ (Oh, right, keep playing the next video. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can eat.)"
Peipei barked excitedly.
It had completely failed to notice that Asta's expression was growing darker and darker.
Asta: "..."
With a dark face, she silently carried Peipei toward Arlan.
"Arlan, take Peipei back and give it a bath first. Keep an eye on it during dinner. Don't let someone take advantage of it again."
Arlan broke out in cold sweat under Asta's terrifying stare.
He awkwardly accepted Peipei and swore, "I-I understand, Miss... I'll definitely keep a close eye on Peipei."
After that, Arlan picked up Peipei and hurriedly ran down from the Audience Gallery.
Everyone: "..."
Peipei—GG.
The Ai Huan group had lost another formidable member to a ban.
This time, it had not been Aha who banned it. It was personally handled by Asta, the station master and host.
"Pfft... Holy shit, this is killing me!" Aha sat in his chair, wildly slapping Yan Huan on the shoulder.
"Kid, you lost another general! And this time it wasn't me who banned them! Seriously, you're fucking incredible! Elementary school kids were one thing, but you even managed to rope in Peipei? And you still dare say you're normal?"
Yan Huan brushed Aha's hand away, his eyes blazing.
"It's merely a little hardship. The innocent remain innocent, white remains white. No matter how you smear me, it won't work!"
"Fine, then I'd like to see how much longer you can keep talking tough!" A strange smile curled across Aha's lips.
At this moment, March 7th, seated among the judges, began to feel puzzled.
"Why is the Aeon of Joy still so calm? All the previous videos have already been refuted. He doesn't seem worried at all?"
Then—
Dan Heng, who had been silently observing everything, spoke.
"There are two possibilities."
"First, he simply does not care about the outcome. To him, the voting process itself is a form of entertainment."
"Second, he has an even bigger trump card. One so decisive that even if Wen Shiling and Peipei joined forces, they would be completely unable to argue against it."
March 7th tilted her head.
"Huh? What other trump card could he possibly have?"
At the center of the stage—
Having adjusted herself, Asta held the microphone and continued rather unwillingly.
"All right. Next is the final piece of material provided by Mr. Aha."
The image on the screen flickered.
Aha, seated in the guest seats, had already raised the corners of his mouth.
Just as the audience expected, following the chronological order, this video should have taken place after Yan Huan encountered the Aeon of Destruction.
In the video, he not only pushed out March 7th, who had risked her life to rescue him, but also destroyed the Stargate with a single slash.
Seeing it, March 7th was immediately moved.
In that scene, Yan Huan's reaction had nothing to do with the word "crazy."
He had even acted with righteous resolve, enough to move March 7th herself.
If this could count as evidence, even she could stand up and refute it.
Aha still said nothing.
He merely stared quietly at the screen, utterly confident.
The footage shifted again to Yan Huan brutally beating the Aeon of Destruction.
His ink-black hair danced amid the flames, while his golden pupils burned fiercely.
Yan Huan's sudden eruption of overwhelming momentum in the footage gave many researchers goosebumps.
This Yan Huan was far too different from the one they knew.
He had voluntarily shattered the consciousness space and fought the Aeon of Destruction to the death. Even if he died, the Aeon of Destruction's avatar would perish alongside the collapsing consciousness space.
It would not affect the people outside.
Many researchers were already deeply moved by this point.
Yet March 7th frowned, because Aha was still smiling.
"Could it be that the Aeon of Joy wants to use the scene of him and Yan Huan torturing the Aeon of Destruction as proof?" March 7th guessed.
Indeed, that scene did have some use.
But it should not have made the Aeon of Joy this confident.
Very soon—
The footage really did switch to Aha and Yan Huan torturing the Aeon of Destruction.
But after all the earlier buildup, not a single researcher thought there was anything wrong with it anymore.
Instead, they found it satisfying.
The Space Station had just endured a great disaster. They had all suffered at the hands of the Voidrangers and had nearly lost their lives.
Back then, Yan Huan's appearance on the Space Station had undoubtedly been the arrival of a hero, saving them from disaster.
And in this video, seeing the supreme god who commanded the Voidrangers getting beaten up made many researchers increasingly excited.
Aeons... could get beaten up too.
And now, the ruthless man who had beaten an Aeon sat right there in the guest seats.
Even though the Aeon of Joy had restrained the Aeon of Destruction's avatar, Yan Huan had truly killed a divine body alive with his human body.
He... had truly slain a god.
March 7th looked toward the Audience Gallery.
Every researcher wore an expression of admiration.
It was as though there was light in their eyes.
An invisible force seemed to be telling them that even if humans did not walk a Path and were not bound by its rules, they could still live well.
But then—
Whoosh—!!
Aha stood up. In contrast to the gradually silent Audience Gallery, his smile did not fade in the slightest.
He declared loudly:
"This show should be nearing its end."
Immediately afterward—
Before everyone's eyes—
The screen suddenly showed the scene on the stage.
Everyone was in it!
"H-He... what does he mean by this?" March 7th asked uneasily.
Welt, seated beside her, furrowed his brows.
After giving the Aeon of Joy a deep look, he said:
"So that's it. This truly is evidence that cannot possibly be refuted."
March 7th suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart. It seemed she had forgotten something crucial.
"Uncle Yang, what exactly are you talki—"
"HAHAHAHAHA!!" The Aeon of Joy suddenly burst into laughter.
He spread his hands.
Then, facing everyone present, he said in a deep voice:
"Everyone! Think about how long I have stayed here! Do you remember which Path's Aeon I am? Hahahaha!"
He grinned wildly, his expression utterly uninhibited.
"Everyone knows that Paths are the laws governing all things! And I am standing here right now. I, the Aeon of Joy, am standing here! The amount of time I have remained here for this kid is the most irrefutable evidence there is!"
At once, everyone in the venue froze.
The Aeon of Joy was right.
Who could... deny the laws of a Path?
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