Judgment of Shamash, this he's familiar with.
Kill a thousand enemies, self-damage eight hundred!
After losing blood, can launch one awesome attack.
'System, this thing won't finish me off myself, right.'
[Host, your current constitution when liberating the Stellaron can completely withstand the negative effects brought by Judgment of Shamash.]
Zeig pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
As long as it doesn't finish himself off.
He really doesn't have a handy weapon right now, this time it's a big help.
Just thinking this, the elevator doors slowly opened.
March 7th and Zeig walked out, heading straight to Herta's office.
As soon as they entered, they heard Herta's complaining voice.
"Ms. Zeig, do you know how late you are?"
Zeig upon hearing, took out a gold-plated pocket watch from his bosom, fixed his eyes on it:
"Oops, still five minutes early."
Herta: "…"
March 7th leaned over to Zeig's side, discovering that although the pocket watch was gorgeous, the hands weren't moving at all.
March 7th: "…"
"Forget it." Herta waved her hand, "I knew long ago you wouldn't come on time, so I told you the test time was in the morning."
"Actually, you really came five minutes early."
Zeig: "…"
In the end, Herta was still superior, making Zeig's eyes under the sunglasses.
He stared blankly at Herta in front:
"Between people, can't there be a bit more sincerity!"
Herta retorted: "How can I assume your race?"
Zeig: "…"
Sure enough, five minutes later, the others slowly walked into the office.
Station Master Asta, Arlan, and even Dan Heng.
March 7th's pink-blue eyes opened wide:
"No way, Dan Heng?"
"Mm." Dan Heng nodded, arms crossed, "I'm here to help."
"Then why didn't you tell us the real time?"
"Oh, because I also think Miss Herta's arrangement is very appropriate. So, sorry."
March 7th: "…"
Good grief, so it turns out only she and Zeig, and those clerks on holiday came early, huh.
At the very front, there was a faintly glowing data array, Herta walked to the side, turned back, and said to Zeig:
"Come over, just stand inside it, it will upload your consciousness data to the Simulated Universe."
"No, what if my legs get sore from standing all the time?" Zeig frowned.
Upon hearing, Herta looked at Asta beside her.
Asta was stunned for a moment, then looked at Arlan beside her, raising an eyebrow.
Arlan blinked: "…"
Then, he silently carried over a chair and placed it in the center of the data array.
Herta beckoned:
"Alright, hurry up!"
"Wait." March 7th held Zeig back.
"What's wrong?" Zeig puzzled.
"Anything regarding Aeons needs caution, even the simulated Aeons in the Simulated Universe, they're not pushovers." March 7th said seriously.
She had heard plenty from Himeko and Welt about Aeons, even if just simulations, they weren't completely controllable.
"Mm, I understand, I'll be careful."
"Good that you know." March 7th patted Zeig's shoulder and pushed him over.
Plopping down on the chair, situated in the sparkling glowing array, Zeig immediately had a very strange feeling.
This is the entrance to the Simulated Universe?
No wonder it's a masterpiece jointly created by several Genius Society members, it really has something.
Herta glanced at Zeig and slowly spoke:
"In the Simulated Universe, you might experience many events, combat is also unavoidable. But our ultimate goal is to attract the virtual Aeons inside, you understand?"
"Understand, understand."
"During this, you can choose some Aeons' Paths to bring in, disguise as other Aeons, this can increase the success rate of approaching those virtual Aeons."
"Awesome, awesome."
"Because you have a Stellaron in your body, you're the most suitable candidate. This exploration of the Simulated Universe will also be broadcast on public screens throughout the space station, allowing more people to observe."
"OK, OK."
Herta: "…"
"Alright, now close your eyes, and hit the road."
Upon hearing, Zeig silently closed his eyes.
That mysterious data array also began to glow faintly, as time passed, the light became more intense, brighter.
At the same time, public screens throughout the space station began to flicker with colorful images.
"Here it comes, here it comes, Zeig Bro is starting!"
"Right, I heard today besides holiday, there's also a full staff salary increase, real or fake?"
"Of course it's real, Lady Herta is happy, said all of us today get triple pay!"
"Awesome, paid to watch TV!"
"Look, there's picture on the screen."
With a burst of black and white snow, Zeig's figure appeared on the screen.
At this time, he was on a city street, surrounded by a large number of Voidrangers.
Those Voidrangers were wandering aimlessly, clearly Zeig was standing there, but they acted as if they didn't see him.
"Eh, why aren't those Voidrangers attacking?"
"Stupid, hasn't entered their attack range yet!"
"Oh, like that."
In the picture, Zeig was wearing a black trench coat, the hem fluttering in the wind.
The gold-embossed patterns on the trench coat pulled his swag to infinite heights, so that as soon as the crowd saw his back, they started cheering.
Slightly moving his wrists, Zeig had already familiarized himself with his virtual body.
Seeing the Voidrangers ahead, he grinned, his fingers in black gloves slowly removing his sunglasses.
While removing, while staring at the Voidrangers in front, he said in a deep voice:
"Filthy monsters… get out of this world!"
In an instant, the power of the Stellaron was fiercely liberated!
"Boom——!!"
With a thunderous explosion, a terrifying airwave centered on Zeig swept out in all directions.
Just the erupted energy annihilated countless Voidrangers closest to Zeig in the airwave.
Causing the crowds watching the public screens to gasp in cold air.
Making the entire space station's temperature rise a few degrees.
"Zeig Bro is too awesome!"
"Holy shit holy shit holy shit, really can shock Voidrangers to death just with aura, the defense section bro really didn't lie!"
"Any screen recording? I want to download and watch in my room as a movie!"
Zeig hadn't even made a move, just with the airwave from liberating the Stellaron, slaughtered a large swath of Voidrangers, immediately leaving the clerks dumbfounded.
To the point that these usually highly cultured and qualified social talents couldn't help but use the most primitive and crude ways of praise.
Involuntarily.
After erupting the power, Zeig was stunned, his golden pupils a bit dazed.
"Eh, why hasn't it exited slacking state yet?"
[Host, here it's only calling consciousness data, your main body hasn't truly liberated the Stellaron.]
"So that's how it is, like in a dream?" Zeig nodded.
"I understand!"
Suddenly.
In everyone's gaze, Zeig moved.
He slowly reached into his bosom.
Under everyone's excited gazes.
Quickly pulled out a small individual nuclear missile, skillfully shouldered it.
"Ah???"
Herta and everyone in the space station, seeing this scene, were completely baffled.
What's the situation, isn't this development a bit off?
"Ahaha, die, you all!"
After Zeig discovered he could really pull it out, he was immediately ecstatic.
His eyes filled with fanaticism, decisively pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh——!!"
Not giving everyone time to react, the small nuclear bomb directly fell into the building cluster ahead.
"Boom——!!" A fierce mushroom cloud rose up.
"…"