Yan Huan is Approachable

After eliminating the Doomsday Beast, the space station's greatest crisis finally came to an end.

Yan Huan also became famous on the space station, and many people came to strike up a conversation with him.

"Mr. Yan Huan, where are you from? What do you like to eat, and what are your hobbies?"

"Hello, Master Yan Huan, you are so powerful, have you considered joining the Interstellar Security Company? Our contact information is..."

"Heh, what kind of master is this? I didn't feel anything from that sword strike, you're all just fooled by special effects."

"Excuse me, do people as powerful as Mr. Yan Huan also use the restroom?"

"Master Yan Huan, do you like men? I can..."

All the way, Yan Huan was surrounded by a crowd, making it impossible to move.

Helpless, he had to stop.

"My goodness, everyone is really too enthusiastic."

He looked at the crowd around him and then said:

"How about this, I'm very tired today, so I'll just answer three people's questions randomly."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone became excited.

They eagerly raised their hands.

Watching from the side, March 7th shook her head, "Tch, what's so great about that? I helped out quite a bit too."

The noisy clamor drowned out March 7th's words, and Yan Huan's face was filled with a smug smile.

"Alright, the first one will be you!"

Yan Huan pointed to the most beautiful female staff member in the crowd.

The female staff member was stunned, then pointed to herself.

"What, me?!"

She immediately became serious and asked:

"Mr. Yan Huan, what are your thoughts on this Antimatter Legion invasion?"

Yan Huan snorted coldly and replied:

"A mere Antimatter Legion is nothing more than the Aeon of Destruction's twisted amusement. Now that humanity is growing stronger day by day, with people like us around, we will surely prosper eternally. We have nothing to fear!"

Instantly, thunderous applause erupted from the surrounding crowd.

Clap clap clap clap clap—!!

"Well said! This damned Antimatter Legion is nothing to fear!"

"That's right, no matter how powerful they are, our space station has survived, hasn't it?"

"Does Master Yan, someone so amazing, also use the restroom?"

"Long live Master Yan!!"

March 7th stood to the side, speechless.

They had clearly agreed to visit the train first, but he was putting on a show instead.

If he weren't going to be her future companion, she would have left long ago.

"Heh, men."

Yan Huan didn't hear March 7th's complaint and remained immersed in the enthusiastic atmosphere.

"Alright, next is the second question. I'll still pick someone randomly. Who will be the lucky one this time?"

He extended his hand and pointed forward.

"It's you!"

"Ah? Me?!"

The one who uttered the confused sound was none other than the most beautiful female staff member from before.

She pointed her slender finger at her pretty face, looking somewhat incredulous.

However, she quickly regained her composure and continued to ask.

"Oh, Mr. Yan Huan, what I wanted to ask is, with your immense power, what are your plans for the future?"

This question was also on the minds of everyone else.

What would Master Yan, who could unleash such a powerful strike, do in the future?

"Haha, that's a great question."

Yan Huan smiled and replied:

"The more I possess this kind of power, the more guilty I feel. I was merely fortunate to be chosen by this power. There are still tens of thousands, even millions, of people who are more hardworking and outstanding than I am, yet this honor chose only me."

"I have always believed that with great power comes great responsibility. I am merely a spokesperson for everyone's consciousness. Naturally, I will continue to fight for humanity."

"Fight for all the beauty in the world!"

The words fell silent.

A wave of enthusiastic applause erupted from the entire venue.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap—!!

"Waaah, Master Yan Huan is too humble! He's so powerful yet so humble. Humanity needs beings like him!"

"Master, I get it now!"

"Master Yan Huan, you're so powerful, do you also go to the bathroom?"

"Mr. Yan Huan spoke so well! Waaah, to fight for all that is beautiful, I'm going to write that down and recite it a hundred times a day!"

Asta: "..."

At this moment, Asta, the Station Chief of the Herta Space Station, noticed the commotion and approached March 7th, marveling alongside her.

Asta clasped her hands behind her back. "What's his relationship with Kapote? Are they brothers? How can he be even more of a show-off than him?"

March 7th scoffed. "Hmph, it's just saying pretty words. Who can't do that?"

The thickness of Yan Huan's skin clearly exceeded the imagination of the two women.

As the noise gradually subsided, Yan Huan raised his hands slightly.

"Alright, alright everyone, quiet down. This is the last question. I'll just pick someone randomly."

Everyone quieted down.

Under their expectant gazes, Yan Huan pointed a small finger.

"It's you!"

The most beautiful female staff member's mouth widened. "Uh, me again?"

Seeing everyone staring at her, her small face turned bright red.

She.

She didn't have any more questions to ask.

"Ahhh, that's enough!" March 7th rushed into the crowd, grabbed Yan Huan's arm, and pulled him out of the throng. "Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Yan Huan was stunned. He still felt like he hadn't had enough.

"Comrade, since we come from the people, we must also return to the masses. It's just answering questions, I don't mind."

"You don't mind my foot!"

March 7th felt like she was going to explode.

Himeko, Uncle Yang, and Dan Heng had already gone about their own business, leaving her alone to help Yan Huan get familiar with the train.

And this guy, he'd gotten addicted to putting on a show.

Little March, pulling Yan Huan's arm, said sternly, "Let me tell you, fame and fortune are all fleeting! We can't stay on the space station forever, you know?"

She was genuinely afraid that Yan Huan would have a change of heart and decide to stay on the space station.

How would she face Uncle Yang and the others then?

Yan Huan suddenly understood. "I get it, you mean..."

Seeing Yan Huan return to the right path, March 7th felt relieved. Her pinkish-blue eyes curved into a smile, but then froze.

"I should ask for something practical, be more down-to-earth, right?"

March 7th: "?"

"Fame and praise are ultimately fleeting. I need to get something tangible and useful. I've understood!"

Yan Huan immediately broke free from March 7th's desperate grip and walked straight back.

"Hey, hey, you idiot!!" March 7th looked at him in disbelief.

She quickly followed.

Yan Huan was walking quickly, and those who still had questions were overjoyed to see him return.

But Yan Huan didn't even glance at them. He walked directly towards Asta, who was watching from the side, and stood before her.

Asta was taken aback. "Huh? You, what are you doing?"

Her pleasant voice now carried a hint of confusion.

Yan Huan: "March 7th said I should ask you for some money."

"Holy crap!" March 7th, who had rushed over, heard this and her entire face turned red.

What the heck?!

Don't make it sound like I told you to ask for money! I still have some dignity!

Asta pondered for a moment and murmured:

"Is that so? Indeed, some payment should be made. Although I already gave Himeko a large sum of Credits to thank the train crew for their help. But since you defeated the Doomsday Beast, you deserve another payment. March 7th is right."

March 7th was furious. Her pinkish-blue eyes widened as she stood beside them and shouted:

"It really wasn't me! Do I look like someone who's greedy for money? Hey, are you guys listening to me? Did you mute my mic!"

Asta looked at Yan Huan seriously:

"So, how much is appropriate? I don't have much experience."

Yan Huan blurted out:

"One million."

Asta: "How about a different number? I have... well, in short, that amount is a bit difficult."

Yan Huan: "Then how about ten billion."

March 7th: "Why is it getting higher and higher!"

Asta pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Fine."

March 7th: "?"