After sending the ssages, Herman received replies from the two geniuses within a few minutes. Once he confird that both had accepted the invitation, he closed his eyes.
His soul consciousness entered the Simulated Laboratory space, where he t The Herta and inford her that in half an hour, the Society Ticket would be activated.
Herta nodded, indicating that she understood.
Carrying a trace of suspicion, Herman stepped closer and asked, "So, Herta, have you rembered the nas of the two geniuses I invited?"
"Of course. I'm not an idiot!" The Herta stopped the experint she was working on and shot the man beside her an annoyed glance. "I'm a genius of the Genius Society. I may not possess perfect photographic mory, but my mory is far beyond that of ordinary people. Rembering nas is the easiest thing in the world."
Herman teased, "But before this, Herta, you couldn't even rember Lanvelle's na."
The Herta frowned. "Lanvelle? Who's that?"
"Soone from the Blue Federation—the woman who often cos to see you. The one who wears glasses."
"Oh, her." The Herta nodded in realization and said righteously, "Why would I bother rembering the na of an ordinary person? Besides... whether in intelligence or beauty, she can't compare to ."
"As for Ruan i and Screwllum, that's different. According to you, they're true geniuses. Of course I'll rember them!"
So she rembered their nas because of ?
With that thought, a faint smile curved at Herman's lips. "In that case, let provide you with a bit more information about these two geniuses."
"Screwllum is an intelligent inorganic lifeform, and Ruan i is an expert in biological research. You've told that before... and when I went out earlier, I had the Fourth Mirror look up information about Screwllum. That checked out. As for Ruan i, the Fourth Mirror didn't find much about her."
"Naturally it wouldn't," Herman replied. "Ruan i is a reclusive genius living on a remote edge-world of the cosmos."
Hearing this, The Herta's eyelids twitched. Recalling the many unusual things Herman had demonstrated before, she couldn't help but say, "Don't tell you know even more secret information about these two geniuses?"
Herman nodded, acknowledging the fact.
Seeing this, The Herta began to ponder inwardly. Herman—or rather, the Research System—was absolutely extraordinary.
After all, he knew far too much about the geniuses.
And judging from what had happened before, even Nous had been unable to detect his existence.
Could it be that the Research System—or Herman himself—was, like Nous, a creation of the Genius Society's first seat, Zandar One Kuwabara?
If that were true, did Herman—or the Research System—also possess the potential to ascend and beco an Aeon?!!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Herta's mind.
At that mont, Herman's voice rang out again. "Ruan i is an expert in biological research. If nothing unexpected has happened, her current project likely concerns the Path of Propagation—creating life."
"Of course, that's not the most important part. The key is that in front of others she's like a plum blossom—cold and distant. Before you beco close friends with her, she'll be very interested in your genius brain."
"My genius brain? Ruan i studies biology... Wait, you an she's interested in my brain?!" The Herta's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
"Exactly. So at the gathering, be careful with any pastries or desserts Ruan i offers you," Herman said seriously. "If you eat sothing problematic, you might fall into her trap."
As he spoke, Herman recalled how, in his previous life's ga, the Trailblazer had eaten Ruan i's plum blossom cake and thereafter could no longer tell the truth.
At this mont, The Herta felt her heart tremble violently. "My brain will disappear? Or will I be disemboweled on the spot?"
"No. I an you might be kidnapped and turned into a subject for Ruan i's biological experints... using a genius as material for propagation experints."
Herta's face stiffened. "Propagation... experints?!"
Herman nodded. "You know she studies biology. She must long to artificially create geniuses from the perspective of biological propagation. Two geniuses combining to reproduce—mass-producing new geniuses..."
By the ti he finished, The Herta's expression had completely frozen. "Ruan i—that na sounds like a woman's na, right?!"
"Yes."
"But how could a woman and a woman possibly—"
Herman imdiately cut her off. "She's a biological genius. As far as I know, she can turn an entire planet into a living organism and awaken self-awareness within it."
"Hiss!"
At that mont, The Herta fully understood what Herman ant and drew in a sharp breath.
That's right!
If Ruan i could turn a planet into a living being and grant it self-awareness...
Then enabling reproduction without altering gender would be effortless for her...
After several seconds of silence, The Herta finally spoke in a serious tone. "At the gathering, I'll be careful. And I'll bring Herta's Key to prevent any accidents."
"Very good."
Herman nodded slightly and then fell silent.
Seeing this, The Herta looked puzzled. "Aren't you going to provide more information about Screwllum?"
"Screwllum is a good person—or rather, a good Intellitron. An elegant chanical noble, and an excellent collaborator." After saying this, Herman added earnestly, "Of course, once you get along well with Ruan i, she'll also make a fine collaborator."
"Understood. The intelligence you've provided is very useful." The Herta nodded, then fixed her gaze on Herman. "So, how long until the geniuses et? Half a system-hour?"
Herman glanced at the clock in the laboratory and nodded. "About twenty-seven minutes left."
"I see."
With that, The Herta walked straight toward the door of the Simulated Laboratory, reclaid control of her physical body, and guided it to stand before the Fourth Mirror—only to realize that her current appearance was far too casual.
In the mirror, Herta wore loose pajamas, her hair ssy and unkempt. There was nothing elegant about her, nothing purely beautiful.
Attending a gathering of geniuses dressed like this would be utterly humiliating.
"Herman, couldn't you have helped with makeup and a proper outfit in advance?"
"I'm a man. Makeup isn't exactly my specialty. As for changing clothes—I was worried you might object. After all, while you were changing, I would have seen your—"
"Enough. I'll do it myself!"
As she spoke, Herta cast a sowhat regretful glance at Herta's Key hanging around her neck in the mirror and muttered inwardly:
What a pity the magical girl transformation ability hasn't been researched yet.
Otherwise, I wouldn't need to change clothes or apply makeup manually. A single transformation would handle everything—even the costics.
With that thought, The Herta went to take a shower, blow-dried her hair, and began following the Fourth Mirror's guidance to apply the most perfect makeup.
Finally, she put on black silk stockings and her pointed hat—her favorite attire, reminiscent of a magical girl.
At the sa ti, Herta's Key was gripped firmly in her hand, transforming into the Herta Magic Wand.
All preparations complete, she picked up the Society Ticket from the table and activated it.
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