"Stranger, trespassing on my territory, interfering with my experiments, and even touching my body, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
The Herta's face was calm, but her heart was filled with anger, like a tigress poised to strike, ready to attack her enemy at any second.
In fact, that's exactly what she did.
The Herta had no patience for strangers, especially those who had angered her.
Without giving Oliver a chance to speak, she directly ordered an attack.
"I'll imprison you so you can reflect properly; not just anyone can be provoked!"
Ms. Herta's four magic mirrors suddenly surrounded Oliver, preparing to draw him into the mirror world for confinement.
"Cooperate with me, and I'll let you see the machine head."
Oliver really didn't want to resort to force, because he knew that The Herta was only fierce to enemies, but very kind to her own people.
So he preferred to try courtesy before force.
"Heh, what a joke. Do you think your clumsy lie can deceive a genius?"
Ms. Herta scoffed with a light laugh.
This laugh was full of anger.
Clearly, she was extremely furious that Oliver had interrupted her audience with Nous.
A woman in a fit of rage is unreasonable.
"Alright, in that case, Shed Armor."
Oliver also stopped reasoning; having offered courtesy before force, he stood completely on the moral high ground.
Rip!
Suddenly, all of Ms. Herta's clothes burst open, scattering everywhere.
Even a pair of white lace panties flew towards Oliver's face, which he caught.
Ms. Herta's magic mirrors, which were also part of her equipment, also shattered into pieces, scattering into every corner of the room.
This scene happened very abruptly.
By the time Ms. Herta recovered, she found herself naked, her charms fully exposed, seen completely by a strange man!
"Hiss!!!"
Ms. Herta took a deep breath, not letting out a scream.
But the intake of breath was very loud, no different from a scream.
What on earth happened?
Why were her clothes gone?
She had been seen naked, she was no longer pure—these chaotic thoughts disturbed Ms. Herta's mind, causing her to pause for two seconds.
It was during these two seconds that Oliver feasted his eyes, firmly imprinting Ms. Herta's details in his mind. (As shown in the picture)
"Pink, tender, and moist, both top and bottom."
He couldn't help but praise in his heart, giving the highest evaluation.
It was hard to imagine that these were characteristics a woman who had lived for many years should possess; rejuvenation was truly not an empty boast.
2.0004 seconds later, Ms. Herta shook off her chaotic thoughts and immediately used the power of the Path to conjure a set of clothes for herself, concealing all her charms.
"You devil, I'll gouge out your eyes!"
The Herta, provoked, was about to strike again.
Oliver calmly took out his phone and said indifferently, "If you make another move, I'm taking a picture."
Hearing this threat, The Herta's movements suddenly stiffened.
It didn't matter if he saw her naked; she could just kill him.
But if it got online, The Herta's innocence and reputation would be completely ruined, and she'd never be able to hold her head high for thousands of years. "Hoo~"
The Herta took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and asked, "Speak, who are you, and what is your purpose?"
Seeing that the other party had calmed down, Oliver smiled with satisfaction and said, "My name is Oliver. I'm here to cooperate with you and make a friend."
Cooperate? Make a friend?
The Herta's mouth twitched, and a hint of resentment clearly rose again.
"Who do you think you are?"
"Cooperate with me? Make friends?"
"Do you know how many people want to cooperate with me?"
"What is your identity?"
"What qualifications do you have?"
"Do I need to remind you again? I am The Herta, Genius Society #83, the scholar who unraveled the mystery of Imaginary Overflow, the Key-Holder of Imaginary Collapse weapons…"
"Do you think I need to make friends with you?"
"You only have that face worth looking at, nothing more."
"Besides, you just acted like a hooligan towards me. Even if I jump from here and die outside, I will never be friends with you!"
The Herta unleashed a barrage of fiery words.
Clearly, she was extremely angered.
It was like someone barging in to ask for money just when you were at the critical point of a conduit. Oliver picked his ears and said, "Is the identity of an Aeon of Abundance enough?"
The Herta scoffed, "Heh, so it's a remnant of Abundance. Not enough!" (2) Lin Yiner Yin & Shui Ba II
Seeing The Herta's firm stance, Oliver felt a bit troubled.
He couldn't really kill her. Sure enough, angry women are completely unreasonable, unless you can suddenly make them happy.
At this moment, Oliver saw an instrument in the corner with a holographic projection of Nous.
It seemed to be an object The Herta made based on the image of the machine head.
"I've got it."
Oliver thought of a method.
A method that would make The Herta truly appreciate him.
Oliver turned his back to The Herta and looked at the image of Nous in the corner.
"If you don't make friends with me now, I won't make friends with you even if you beg me later~"
Upon hearing this, The Herta's face was full of disdain, and her gaze looked at Oliver as if he were an idiot: "Beg you? You're dreaming! If I beg you, I'll be—I'll be a fool!"
Oliver nodded and hummed in acknowledgment.
At the same time, he used "Shed Armor" on the image of Nous.
Then, with his back to The Herta, he stood with his hands behind his back and loudly declared, "machine head, I question you…"
The Herta was stunned for two seconds at the sight.
She wondered if this guy was insane.
He had just inexplicably run over and said strange things.
Now he was even questioning the aeon of erudition?
Wasn't that laughable?
"Tsk, I don't know what you're trying to pretend to be?"
The Herta scoffed.
What a joke, even he, an Envoy of Knowledge, couldn't meet Nous. How could a guy who doesn't even have the Path of Erudition?
Buzz~~~~~~~~~~
Suddenly.
The Space Station experienced a violent tremor.
It was the reaction of a surge in Erudition Path energy!
The next second.
The entire Space Station disappeared. The Herta and Oliver appeared in the Path Interstice.
And in the boundless sky above was a giant, dazzling red-glowing machine head!
The Herta's mouth hung open, her eyes wide with shock, completely dumbfounded.
Because she knew, this was the gaze of Nous.
Not a glance, but a true focus on this place!
It was the kind of gaze where an Aeon would actually converse with you!
"No way… How could that guy… I'm the Envoy of Knowledge…"
"machine head, are you his father? He calls you, and you come?"
The Herta was completely shocked, her scalp tingling.
At this moment, Oliver's back in The Herta's eyes appeared incredibly tall.
Illuminated by the red light, he was like a giant!
Before she could even approach to speak, Oliver suddenly disappeared… Immediately after, Nous also disappeared.
The Herta had an incredulous expression: "What does this mean? They went to chat privately? Without me?"
"Hey! Friend! Friend, where are you?"
Of course, there was no response.
What she didn't know was: Oliver didn't chat privately with the Aeon, but entered a script.
Just now.
Oliver used Shed Armor on the Nous image, thereby affecting the Aeon's true form.
Nous lost a layer of its outer skin. Although it was an energy body, it was inconsequential.
But Nous was attacked by a mysterious force, so it naturally calculated the source to see what was going on.
Thus, it saw Oliver.
It wanted to calculate everything about Oliver, but was blocked by the system.
So it wanted to imprison Oliver and calculate carefully.
Fortunately, at this time, the script's cooldown was complete.
Oliver decisively activated the script and disappeared directly.
[Randomly activating character script—]
[Castorice]
[Randomly drawing a concept-level gold Entry—]
["Bandage": Consume vitality to create a 'Bandage'. Anything (including living and non-living entities) completely wrapped and covered by this Bandage will have its state "restored" to the 'optimal state' as perceived by the user.]