"This is the world I see.
Eric said calmly, looking at the stunned Hanna.
"Fragile and incredibly shallow, I will control myself because one careless mistake can cause this world to break. The world, in my eyes, is like this. I will control my actions because I am constantly afraid of destroying everything around me, even though this has cost me a lot."
Eric articulated his perception of the world.
"And humans, in my eyes, are even weaker, even weaker than insects."
"Humanity's current technological capabilities cannot yet fly out of the solar system. A light-year distance is not far for me, but for humans on Earth, it is an insurmountable chasm. And the so-called solar system, in the face of the entire universe, even in the face of just the Milky Way, is an incredibly tiny speck."
Eric picked up the pen on the table and twirled it between his fingers.
"Even I am just a tiny insect. Gods are merely gods in the eyes of insects. Tiny yet great, completely different in your eyes and mine."
"Gulp!"
Hanna swallowed, then cautiously asked Eric, "So Eric, you don't like human women? Or do you only like girls like Wonder Woman?"
Hanna thought of Wonder Woman's heroic image, with a rope and shield at her waist, wielding a sharp blade and fighting fiercely, not at all inferior to male superheroes, and couldn't help but ask Eric.
"Wonder Woman?"
Eric didn't know why Hanna mentioned Wonder Woman. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Wonder Woman does not belong to humans. To be precise, she is a demigod."
"Then will you use your X-ray vision, or that kind of X-ray sight, to observe Wonder Woman?"
Hanna asked the question she most wanted to ask.
Eric was silent for a moment, taken aback by Hanna's question, then said, "Sometimes I will, sometimes I won't."
"So in your eyes, even Wonder Woman's skin, when magnified, is like undulating mountains, making it impossible to look directly at her? Does it make you feel like she's an insect?"
Hanna was not fooled by Eric's nonsense and continued to press him.
"Wonder Woman does not belong to humans, so naturally, she cannot be viewed by human standards!"
Eric said with a frown.
"But, she is a woman, isn't she?"
Hanna pushed up her glasses, her beautiful big eyes sparkling with an unusual light.
She liked Eric; otherwise, she wouldn't have joined Eric's school fan club back then. Although she had gone through many things since, her feelings for him had not diminished in the slightest.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have dropped out of college to become Eric's personal secretary.
It should be known that her parents were strongly against her dropping out.
Her parents had always hoped she would become a doctor or a lawyer.
As someone from a well-off family, her parents hoped she could inherit their business, not work as a secretary in some government agency.
Moreover, in her parents' eyes, their once obedient and sensible daughter was becoming less and less compliant with their opinions.
"So I think, perhaps this isn't your complete view of humanity. Because you've always seen yourself as part of humanity; in no aspect have you shown any aversion to your human identity. Although you might disguise it, or pretend to identify as human, no matter what, this disguise or pretense cannot fake the subtle emotional details!"
Hanna didn't know why she suddenly became so bold, speaking her long-held thoughts to Eric.
"But I don't see any pretense in you, Eric. Perhaps I'm sometimes silly, but this understanding cannot be wrong!"
"Is that so?"
Looking at Hanna's stubborn face and her slightly heaving chest, Eric's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
"Yes, you have never seen yourself as superior to humans, nor have you regarded people as insects! You are human, and although you sometimes do strange bad things, you are still a good person!"
Hanna took a step closer to Eric and said with newfound courage, "This is also why I'm here now. You're not the kind of bad person without a bottom line that some people claim you are."
"Are there types of bad people?"
Eric asked her with a hint of surprise.
"Yes, some bad people are just bad without any bottom line, and Eric, you are not that kind of person."
Hanna said to Eric with a serious expression, "Betty thinks so too. We all think so; everyone likes and supports you as you are!"
Betty was a member of his fan club, known as the "Agatha Christie Detective Queen."
She currently serves as the government spokesperson in the government he created.
On weekdays, she often slacks off at home, engaging in so-called literary creation.
This was also why Eric hadn't seen her much lately.
He heard that Betty liked to study the cthulhu-esque novels she wrote during her student days and planned to integrate this writing style into her beloved detective novels, preparing to create "cthulhu" + "detective investigator" style novels.
After Eric heard about this, he could only wish her good luck.
After all, there is only a fine line between genius and madness.
"Betty?"
Eric thought of Betty's face, which was always in a state of "I'm very curious," somewhat cute yet also annoying, and shook his head.
"You are not yet mature."
"Mature?"
Hanna blinked, took a step closer to Eric, and said with great confidence.
"Are you talking about women being mature?"
"Hmm."
Eric nodded casually, "Pretty much the same meaning!"
"Then I am already mature and ready."
Hanna said to Eric with great certainty, her eyes shining with a firm gaze.
Eric was silent for a moment, then stepped forward, looking directly into Hanna's eyes. He took two steps closer to her, his eyes radiating a gaze that made Hanna's face flush and her heart pound.
Eric stood still for a few seconds, then, to Hanna's surprise, he leaned in towards her flushed face, preparing to kiss her.
Hanna, whose face was beet red, whether from shyness or other reasons, instinctively pulled her head back slightly.
Preventing Eric's mouth from touching her lips.
Seeing her evasive reaction, Eric released her, moved away from Hanna, shrugged his shoulders, and returned to his seat, saying to her, "It seems you're not ready yet."
Hanna: "…"
After his little secretary left the room in frustration, Eric looked down at the table.
A small cake sat on the table, emitting the fresh, unique scent of cream.
Eric reached out, picked up the small cake, and took a bite.
The chocolate-flavored cake, upon entering his mouth, released a unique, slightly bitter taste, unexpectedly good.
He nodded subtly as he tasted the cake.
On the other side.
After Hanna walked out of the room, her entire face immediately fell.
Extremely frustrated, she pulled out her phone and called her very familiar good friend—Betty.
"Betty?"
"Hanna?"
"What are you doing? Betty, I'm feeling a bit down right now and need your company. Can you come over now? I want to drink my sorrows away with you!"
"Uh, now?"
Betty, on the other end of the phone, was sitting on the sofa writing.
Next to her were scattered papers on the table.
On the TV in front of her, news was playing about the alien plan being thwarted by Homelander.
The female anchor was excitedly announcing that all aliens in all American cities had been annihilated by Homelander.
The remaining remnants were also being wiped out by government forces.
Earth and the United States of America had once again achieved victory in a great battle.
This was immediately followed by praise for Eric and footage of citizens being interviewed by the anchor.
Everyone was eagerly expressing their admiration for Eric!
Betty's long hair was spread out on the sofa. She picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, stretched, and said to her friend, "Although I've currently suspended my duties as a news spokesperson, Hanna, that doesn't mean I'm idle right now."
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