[Congratulations on obtaining Cosmic Fragments: 999999999999+]
"This Simulated Universe really isn't all that. Why is there even an upper limit on Cosmic Fragments?"
Looking at the Cosmic Fragments she had acquired, Clara suddenly felt a profound sense of emptiness.
"Because we never imagined that someone could obtain over one trillion Cosmic Fragments within just eleven planes…"
Looking at the Cosmic Fragments within Clara's simulated character, Herta's mouth twitched slightly.
What kind of sane person would completely ignore the Simulated Universe's rules to rob a bank…
And even more absurdly, she actually succeeded.
Why? She hadn't programmed that function. So why on earth did the bank hand over the Cosmic Fragments to Clara?
At that moment, Herta fell into deep suspicion.
Did she really create this Simulated Universe?
"Miss Clara… truly, every single step she takes seems to lie beyond my calculations." Screwllum also felt somewhat perplexed.
"By the way, could you send me a 'Robe of The Beauty'? Otherwise, all these fragments are useless to me."
"'Robe of The Beauty'? How do you know about this Curio?" Herta asked, puzzled upon hearing this.
"You guess? And even if you guess right, I won't tell you~"
"…"
Why did it feel like Clara knew everything? No information about the Simulated Universe had leaked at all, so why did she seem to understand it all?
"Hah… fine, here you go." Herta rubbed her temples, slightly easing her mental strain, then tapped a few times on the screen.
A Curio then appeared on Clara. Simultaneously, a buff also manifested on her.
[All allies' DMG dealt increases by 16,000,000,000,00%]
"Now this is invincible."
Clara was extremely satisfied looking at this buff on herself.
"Anyway, let's continue. We'll see if we encounter any events related to Aeons later."
Herta decided not to dwell on it further. She'd just treat it as Clara's special ability…
"Alright~"
Looking at the two combat planes ahead, Clara couldn't wait to show off her skills.
...
"What a pity. This simulation run yielded absolutely no data related to any Aeon."
After Clara cleared the Simulated Universe and emerged, Herta felt a tinge of disappointment. The gains from the previous run had left her wanting more.
"Aeons are inherently elusive and unpredictable. It is perfectly normal for the research process to yield nothing at times." Compared to Herta, Screwllum was much more composed.
"If we could obtain the data you and I desire every single time, then this Simulated Universe would be the truly abnormal one."
"In any case, thank you for your assistance, Miss Clara." Screwllum placed a hand over his chest and gave Clara a slight, very gentlemanly bow.
"See, this is the difference between living beings. Both are members of a certain club."
"And the result? One is humble and courteous, the other is crude and ill-mannered."
"Even after helping her with such a significant task, that person still wears a sour face and can't even utter a word of thanks."
"Such a person truly lacks virtue, don't you think, Sister Herta?" Clara's gaze turned to Herta, as if seeking her opinion.
Herta: …
Every single word Clara spoke, between the lines, hinted that Herta should hurry over, bow her head, and thank her for her great kindness.
But was such a thing possible? No, absolutely not. So Herta chose…
"Yes, such a person truly lacks virtue. They shouldn't even have been born into this universe." Herta put on an act, feigning a sigh.
So it's a contest of who has thicker skin? Bring it on, who's afraid of who?
Clara: ?
See, she's getting flustered.
"Heh." Listening to the exchange between Clara and Herta, Screwllum let out a light chuckle.
Although Herta herself would never admit it, from every aspect, from every angle, the two of them were actually a pair of very close friends.
"What are you laughing at?" Hearing Screwllum's laugh, Herta instantly shot a glare his way.
"I was merely marveling at how fortunate Madam Herta is to have befriended someone of Miss Clara's caliber."
"Hah? Are you hearing yourself right?" Upon hearing this, Herta's face was full of disbelief, thinking she had misheard.
"Me befriending her is my good fortune?"
Herta pointed at herself, then at Clara, who was pretending to be innocent beside her.
"Are you kidding me? Her?"
"What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me?" Hearing this, Clara's face showed a flicker of displeasure.
"As an Emanator of [The Elation], the universe's most wanted criminal with a bounty nearing one hundred billion, am I not worthy of being your friend?"
"Go ask on any social platform right now whether more people know of Madam Herta or Miss Clara."
"Yours is all negative reputation. Can it compare to mine?"
"Just answer whether my fame and notoriety are greater than yours." Clara didn't care about positive or negative. As long as the whole universe knew of her, that was enough.
Besides, if everyone is powerless against me, doesn't negative just become positive?
"6."
Herta fell silent for a moment, then slowly uttered a single Arabic numeral.
"What a good relationship you have." Observing the two of them, Screwllum sighed with emotion once more.
"Who has a good relationship with her!"
Herta instantly retorted.
"My interactions with her are solely for the sake of the Simulated Universe."
"Fine…" As soon as Herta finished speaking, Clara's eyes instantly grew moist and shimmering.
"If Sister Herta says so, then I shall take my leave."
Clara raised a hand to wipe the completely non-existent tears from her eyes, lifted her foot, and prepared to depart.
"Hmph."
Seeing this, Herta merely snorted coldly and paid it no mind.
Until Clara's foot stepped out of the office, leaving her line of sight.
A sudden panic arose in Herta's heart, fearing Clara would truly leave.
Ignoring the amused Screwllum beside her, Herta hurriedly strode forward to catch up.
"Wait, wait. I've thought it over. I've thought it over. It's not that we… can't become very good friends."
...
"Whew…" Hearing Herta's voice from behind, Clara also breathed a sigh of relief.
If she really wanted to leave, she'd have vanished hundreds of thousands of miles away long ago. Would she be deliberately slowing her steps here?
But then, Herta didn't seem to have noticed that, did she~
Little Herta, still daring to challenge me?
Got you wrapped around my finger~
...
T/N: Robe of The Beauty
When entering battle, increases all characters' DMG by 8% for every 100 Cosmic Fragments that has been obtained in this run (including those that have already been spent)
The entire universe bowed before the grace of the Knights of Beauty while they still traversed the skies. These noble knights who chased beauty wore resplendent gold and silver armor, and donned magnificent robes woven from silk and starlight. They had divinely beautiful features under their helmets. Even in the current era when The Beauty had already faded, those who had once witnessed the magnificence of the knights still believe Idrila will one day return.
T/N 2: 6.
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