After the Doomsday Beast was eliminated, the Space Station's greatest crisis had finally come to an end.
Yan Huan had also become famous throughout the Space Station, with many people coming up to talk to him.
"Mr. Yan Huan, where are you from? What do you like to eat? Do you have any hobbies?"
"Hello, Master Yan Huan. You're so powerful—have you considered joining the Interstellar Security Company? Our contact information is..."
"Heh, what kind of bullshit master is he? I barely felt anything from that sword strike. You were all fooled by the special effects."
"Excuse me, does someone as powerful as Mr. Yan Huan also go to the bathroom?"
"Master Yan Huan, do you like men? I can..."
Along the way, Yan Huan was surrounded by a crowd so dense that not even water could pass through.
Helpless, he had no choice but to stop.
"Oh my, everyone's really too enthusiastic."
He looked at the crowd around him, then said:
"How about this? I'm already very tired today, so I'll just answer three questions at random."
The moment he finished speaking, everyone became excited.
They eagerly raised their hands.
March 7th, standing nearby, could only shake her head. "Tch, what's so great about that? I helped out a lot too, okay?"
The noisy crowd drowned out March 7th's words, while Yan Huan's face was full of a smug smile.
"Then, I'll pick you for the first one!"
Yan Huan pointed at the prettiest female researcher in the crowd.
The researcher froze, then pointed at herself.
"What, me?!"
She immediately composed herself.
"Mr. Yan Huan, what do you think about this Antimatter Legion invasion?"
Yan Huan gave a cold snort and answered:
"The mere Antimatter Legion is nothing more than the Aeon of Destruction's twisted amusement. Humanity has grown stronger by the day. With people like us here, we will surely flourish forever. There's nothing to fear!"
In an instant, thunderous applause broke out from the surrounding crowd.
Clap clap clap clap clap—!!
"Well said! That damn Antimatter Legion is nothing to fear!"
"That's right. No matter how badass they are, didn't our Space Station make it through?"
"Does someone as amazing as Master Yan also go to the bathroom?"
"Long live Master Yan!!"
March 7th stood to one side, utterly speechless.
They had agreed that she would take him to tour the Express first, but he had gotten completely carried away showing off.
If he were not going to be her future companion, she would have stopped waiting for him long ago.
"Heh, men."
Yan Huan did not hear March 7th's complaint at all and remained immersed in the enthusiastic atmosphere.
"Alright, next is the second question. I'll still pick someone at random. Who will the lucky one be this time?"
He stretched out a hand and pointed forward.
"You!"
"Huh? Me?!"
The person who cried out in confusion was, surprisingly, still the same prettiest female researcher from before.
Her slender finger pointed at her lovely face, disbelief written all over it.
Still, she quickly recovered and continued with her question.
"Oh, Mr. Yan Huan, what I want to ask is, with strength as great as yours, what are your plans for the future?"
Everyone else was curious about that question as well.
What exactly would Master Yan, who could unleash an attack with such terrifying power, do in the future?
"Haha, that's a good question."
Yan Huan smiled and answered:
"The more I possess such power, the more guilty I feel. I was merely fortunate enough to be chosen by it. There are countless people more hardworking and more outstanding than me, yet this honor alone chose me."
"I have always believed that the greater one's ability, the greater one's responsibility. I am merely a spokesperson for everyone's will. Naturally, I will continue fighting for humanity in the future."
"To fight for all that is beautiful in this world!"
As his words fell.
Another wave of enthusiastic applause erupted throughout the crowd.
Clap clap clap clap clap clap—!!
"Wuwuwu, Master Yan Huan is too humble! He's powerful and humble at the same time. Humanity needs someone like him!"
"Master, I've attained enlightenment!"
"Does someone as powerful as Mr. Yan Huan also go to the bathroom?"
"Mr. Yan Huan said it so well, wuwuwu. To fight for all that is beautiful—I'm going to copy that down and recite it a hundred times every day."
Asta: "..."
At that moment, Asta, the Station Master of Herta Space Station, also noticed the commotion and came over to March 7th's side, clicking her tongue in admiration alongside her.
Asta crossed her arms. "What's his relationship with Kapote? Are they biological brothers? How is he even better at putting on an act than Kapote?"
March 7th sneered. "Hmph, he's just saying pretty words. Who can't do that?"
The thickness of Yan Huan's skin had clearly exceeded both women's expectations.
Once the noise gradually quieted down, Yan Huan pressed both hands downward.
"Alright, alright, everyone, quiet down. This is the last question. I'll just pick someone at random again."
Everyone fell silent.
Under their expectant gazes, Yan Huan pointed with one small finger.
"It's you!"
The prettiest female researcher opened her mouth wide. "Uh, me again?"
With everyone staring at her, her little face turned bright red.
She.
She did not have any more questions to ask.
"Ahhh, enough already!" March 7th rushed into the crowd, grabbed Yan Huan's arm, and dragged him outside. "Aren't you embarrassed?"
Yan Huan was stunned as well. He still had not had his fill.
"Comrade, since we came from the people, we must return to the people. I'm just answering a few questions. I don't mind."
"Mind my ass!"
March 7th was about to explode.
Himeko, Uncle Yang, and Dan Heng had long since gone off to handle their own business, leaving only her to help Yan Huan familiarize himself with the Express.
And this guy had gotten addicted to showing off.
Little March pulled Yan Huan by the arm and said seriously, "Listen, fame and fortune are all empty! We can't stay at the Space Station forever, understand?"
She was truly afraid that something would go wrong in Yan Huan's head and he would simply stay at the Space Station instead of leaving.
How would she face Uncle Yang and the others then?
Yan Huan suddenly understood. "I get it, you mean..."
Seeing Yan Huan return from the wrong path, March 7th felt greatly relieved. Her pink-and-blue eyes had just curved into a smile when she immediately froze again.
"I should ask for something practical, something more down-to-earth, right?"
March 7th: "?"
"Reputation and praise are ultimately empty. I need benefits that I can see and touch. I've attained enlightenment!"
Yan Huan directly broke free of March 7th's desperate grip and walked straight back.
"Hey, hey, you bastard!!" March 7th stared in disbelief.
She hurriedly followed him.
Yan Huan walked quickly. When those people who had not yet had their fill saw him return, they were instantly overjoyed.
But Yan Huan did not even glance at them. He walked directly toward Asta, who was watching the show from the side, and stopped in front of her.
Asta was stunned. "Huh? You... what are you doing?"
Her pleasant voice carried a trace of confusion.
Yan Huan said, "March 7th said I should ask you for some money."
"Holy shit!" March 7th, who had rushed over, heard that and her entire face turned red.
What the hell?!
Don't make it sound like I told you to come ask for money! I still have some pride, you know!
Asta pondered for a moment and murmured:
"So that's how it is? You really should be paid something. Although I already gave Himeko a large sum of Credits to thank the Express Crew for their help, you defeated the Doomsday Beast, so you should naturally receive another sum. March is right."
March 7th was about to lose her mind. She widened her pink-and-blue eyes and shouted while standing beside them:
"I really didn't say that! Do I look like the kind of person who's greedy for money? Hey, pay attention to me! Hey, did you mute my mic?!"
Asta looked seriously at Yan Huan.
"So, how much would be appropriate? I don't really have any experience with this."
Yan Huan blurted out:
"One million."
Asta said, "Pick another number. I, um... Anyway, that number is a little difficult."
Yan Huan said, "Then one billion."
March 7th said, "Why is it getting bigger and bigger?!"
Asta thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Alright."
March 7th: "?"
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