Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 207 The Best Decade
"How...how did he do that? That's not scientific at all!"

In the Heavenly Court of Merlo, within a massive cruciform structure, the Holy Queen Keisha sits high on her throne, flanked by two rows of all the high-ranking angels of the new generation in the universe. Before them lies a phantom screen displaying images of war unfolding on Earth.

That exclamation just now came from Angel Leng. Zhi Xin had just uploaded everything she had seen in the Styx Galaxy to the Sacred Channel.

Based on the punch Russell just threw on the screen, it's not hard to conclude that the collapse of Deathsong Academy and the severe injury to Death God Karl were Russell's doing.

The problem is that the Styx Galaxy, where Death Song Academy is located, is at least billions of light-years away from Earth. It is simply astonishing that a single punch could shatter the continent where Death Song Academy is located without any wormholes being opened.

Doesn't this mean that if he wanted to, he could launch a devastating attack on all civilizations in the entire universe without leaving Earth?

"Cold, you should learn more about Earth's mythology. Read a few more novels and you'll understand that gods don't follow reason," Angel Yan said sarcastically.

Among all the angels, apart from Queen Keisha, she has the deepest bond with Earth and naturally has the most comprehensive understanding of Earth.

"What are you so smug about? Your future is that of a loser wielding a greatsword and fighting with a weakling like a gluttonous beast. Qi Lin's future is that of this wise and mighty god." The angel glanced coldly at Angel Yan and asked strangely.

"Sigh, you..." Angel Yan's smile froze, and she began to talk about youth and growth, which caused laughter to erupt in the Angel Palace.

Enveloped in the laughter of her sisters, Angel Yan coughed and gave Angel Zhui a wink. Angel Zhui immediately said, "Queen Keisha, the strange creature that fought Erlang Zhenjun on Earth before is undoubtedly the void creature researched by Death God Karl. Karl openly violated the order of justice. Should we carry out a just trial on him?"

“Let’s wait and see. At least we don’t have enough means to deal with void creatures yet, do we?” Holy Keisha leaned on the armrest with one hand, her words seemingly unconcerned about the void, which gave the other angels present great confidence.

In fact, it is true.

Kha'Zix's mechanics are bizarre, but for Kai'Sa, it's just a matter of adding a few more Silver Wings.

Because the Divine Realm is even more unsolvable, Kha'Zix has nowhere to hide within it, and she can easily strike him down.

However, this only applies to the Holy Keisha.

In the Heavenly City, apart from her and He Xi, all the other angels would likely not even be able to escape when they encounter void creatures.

She chose not to punish Karl now simply because she understood that, as Morgana said, the ultimate fear would eventually arrive, and Karl was merely a catalyst. It was better to guide than to block; it was better to keep this scholar, who had a deep understanding of the Void, around so that she could gradually learn more detailed information about the Void from him.

In her original plan, she intended to integrate herself into the universe to deal with the void, but now, with the power of mythology, she has other ideas.

Of course, ideas are one thing, but she couldn't let the new generation of angel girls sacrifice themselves meaninglessly for her ideas.

Therefore, for the safety of Heavenly City, for the future of the angels, and for the stability of justice and order...

"He Xi, let's work overtime recently."

Having developed a strong interest in mythology and preparing for a vacation on Earth, He Xi: "Keisha, you **!"

……

The battlefield of the atmosphere above the Earth.

Regardless of how Taotie evaluates Russell, the monkey's fur stood on end after Russell threw that punch.

Dude, you've opened it, right?

Are we from the same dimension?
"Let's go." Russell slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, calmly withdrew his fist, and with the replenishment of stellar energy, the deficiency in his body was quickly made up, and his pale face visibly regained its color.

"Where to?" the monkey asked.

"See that big thing above us?" Russell pointed to the Fang of the Styx moored in outer orbit. "Let's go get it back, modify it, and use it ourselves."

"Alright, then I'll take care of the Taotie up there, you can rest down here."

"No need for all that trouble, I just put it out while I was at it."

"..."

Before long, Russell and Sun Wukong arrived at the cockpit of the Fang of the Styx.

Then, staring at the dense array of buttons and data, they stood frozen in place.

"Will it open?" Russell turned to look at Sun Wukong.

"I'm a monkey! A monkey! You ask if I can drive?"

"What should we do then? Tow it back?" Russell scratched his head. Right now, the only people on Earth who know how to fly a spaceship are probably Lianfeng and Lena, but both of them are on the front lines.

“You can drag it out if you want, I won’t do it, that would be disgraceful to the monkey.” Sun Wukong refused without hesitation.

"Let me think..." Russell stroked his chin and pondered. There is one person on Earth who can fly a spaceship and is still available... It seems there really is one.

More than ten minutes later, a wormhole opened on the spaceship, and a non-mainstream person wearing a tight leather suit walked out of the wormhole.

"Oh? Who's this female bodhisattva? She's a bit unusual." Morgana's thick makeup made Sun Wukong's vision go black.

Morgana gave me a teasing look: "You called the Queen all this way just to help you pilot your spaceship?"

Russell raised his fist high: "If you say another word, I'll kill you."

Morgana immediately raised her hands in surrender.

Just kidding, Demon One just received a message from Karl: those with three eyes on their foreheads are definitely not to be trifled with.

And so, under the witness of the three gods, the Styx Fang was officially renamed the Earth Shield and slowly landed in the valley outside Flower Fruit Mountain.

"I've already modified the data for you. It's now in idiot-proof mode. Even someone who can't read or write can operate it by following the steps." Morgana tapped on the control panel, and then many graphical examples appeared on the screen.

"You...you didn't bring any ulterior motives, did you?" Russell asked, half-suspicious and half-warning.

"Am I that kind of person?"

"You are." Russell and Sun Wukong nodded in unison.

“Slander! This is pure slander!” Morgana declared righteously, her voice ringing out.

She had originally planned to leave a backdoor in the spaceship's operating system, but considering Russell's outrageous record of searching for enemies across the entire universe, she felt that it was unlikely she would oppose him in the future, so she decisively abandoned her original idea.

"That's good." Russell used his aura-reading technique to confirm that Morgana wasn't lying, then gestured for her to leave: "Then you can go back." Morgana: ???

"Damn! They just use it and throw it away, how heartless!?"

"Otherwise what?" Russell asked curiously. "You don't think there's some kind of relationship between us, do you? After all the trouble you caused in the US and Africa, the fact that I didn't send the monkeys to wipe you out is already giving you a lot of face."

"No, please~" Morgana pleaded, her breasts bulging as if about to spill out. Russell clicked his tongue: "You need something from me?"

“It’s not a request, it’s a transaction,” Morgana first corrected seriously, then switched to a fawning smile: “Didn’t you and that bitch Keisha exchange basic techniques and cultivation methods? What angels can give, I, the demon, can give too.”

"Well, tell me first, what can you offer?" Russell thought for a moment and didn't refuse.

"The angels gave you programming technology for the dark dimension, so I'll give you micro-wormhole development technology, how about that?"

It wasn't that Morgana was deliberately trying to compete with Keisha. Ever since she saw that void creature being easily pulverized by Russell, she knew clearly that the future of the universe had changed, and that cultivation would be a promising path beyond technology.

When technological development reaches a bottleneck, the cultivation realm becomes another measure of a civilization's strength.

The triangular prism she had placed high hopes on did not bring her any surprises, so she had no choice but to find the only monopolist of the known universe's cultivation techniques.

She didn't want her bunch of ordinary soldiers, armed with swords, spears, and halberds, to fight one-on-one against angels who had forged flaming swords into magical artifacts and were wielding countless spells during the fifth Holy War between angels and demons. In that case, there would be no point in fighting; she might as well lead the way and commit suicide.

Moreover, she is extremely confident about the deal.

When it comes to micro-wormhole development technology, nothing in the entire universe can compare to her.

Unexpectedly, Russell shook his head: "I have a proposal. If you agree, we'll make a deal; if not, then forget it."

"You said."

In front of Morgana, Russell held up three fingers, then withdrew them one by one: "Super God Academy is short of teachers, China's infrastructure is short of technology, and Earth's civilization is short of materials."

It's not good to always take advantage of the scorching sun. Earth needs a stable supplier of materials, and the demons are a good choice.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Demons are poor; compared to the two main god civilizations, Angels and Sun Gods, their resources are more than enough to support the development of a pre-nuclear civilization.

"You mean, I have to provide personnel and technology, and now I have to pay too?" Morgana was shocked. Was this the legendary people's entrepreneur? Could he be this ruthless?
"No payment is fine too. I'll send Rose to the Sun tonight for diplomacy." Russell shrugged nonchalantly, indicating that he didn't care and it was up to him to choose.

“You…” Morgana clutched her chest, unable to speak; she was so angry that her chest ached.

"Deal!" she said through gritted teeth.

"I wish us a pleasant collaboration." Russell also showed a satisfied smile.

The wormhole opened and closed, and Morgana returned to Demon One.

"I, Old Sun, don't really trust her." Sun Wukong frowned as he looked at the spot where Morgana had disappeared. He sensed a great evil in her.

“But we have no choice,” Russell said. “For Earth to have the strength to wage interstellar war in a short period of time, the knowledge of a supreme god is indispensable.”

The Taotie civilization is a prime example. With Karl's help, they evolved from a backward primitive civilization to a spacefaring civilization capable of roaming the stars in just three thousand years.

The Earth needs such a wise man today.

Morgana, or rather, the Apocalypse Queen Liang Bing, is a character who deserves to be called a wise woman.

"What if she takes the opportunity to spread evil ideas?" Sun Wukong thought to himself, preparing for the worst.

"Then wait until we've squeezed every last drop of value out of her, then kill her on the spot."

……

As the sun rises high in the sky, its morning light fills the heavens and spills across the earth.

All things in the world begin anew, full of vitality and vigorous growth.

In the dormitory, Russell and Qilin dressed neatly and headed to the deck of the Giant Gorge. Today was the day the second batch of students enrolled at the Super God Academy, and they had agreed to go and watch the excitement together.

Time flies. Almost half a month has passed since the Taotie arrived. After the main ship and the commander, the Taotie on the ground were just some insignificant and scattered soldiers, not worth worrying about. They were wiped out by the Super Soldier Company and the ground troops in just a few days.

"Brother Luo, Qilin, I heard a new team member is coming to report for duty today! Do you know who it is? Are there any girls?"

When Russell and Qilin arrived on the deck, Ge Xiaolun, Zhao Xin, and others had already arrived. Liu Chuang seemed particularly excited because his younger brother, Liu Lai, was among those who came today.

"Just ask Xiao Lun, isn't he the one in charge of this recruitment?" Russell asked curiously.

"What?" Zhao Xin looked at Ge Xiaolun in disbelief: "You big-eyed bastard, you've been secretly doing something big behind my back!"

"I just wanted to give you a surprise." Ge Xiaolun revealed a simple smile: "Don't worry, Master Xin, there are three girls among the trainees this time, one of whom is a female anchor, Su Xiaoli, you know her, right?"

"Really?" Upon hearing the name Su Xiaoli, Zhao Xin became excited. He stopped fishing and leaped onto the deck to practice. He did this not for any other reason than to make sure that the first thing the girl saw when she boarded the Juxia was his majestic figure.

"They don't know?" Qi Lin's expression was quite strange. She turned her head to look at Russell and asked in a low voice, "They still don't know?"

"Who knows about the monkey's private affairs besides you?" Russell put his arm around Qi Lin's shoulder, without moving his mouth, and transmitted his thoughts: "Don't speak, just watch the show."

Shortly afterward, a Dawn helicopter slowly landed on the deck.

The cabin opened, lowering a three-meter-long ramp, from which five people emerged: two men and four women.

Master Yi Zhao, Draven Liu Lai, Chu Yuxun He Weilan, Vayne Wei Ying, Su Xiaoli, and the new mentor, Liang Bing.

As expected, under the watchful eyes of Russell and Qi Lin, Zhao Xin scurried over to Su Xiaoli to display his masculine charm, only to be spotted by Monkey King, who had been watching closely for a long time, who suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and took him out for a private meal.

It is said that in order to train Zhao Xin's reaction ability, Monkey King not only temporarily sealed Zhao Xin's genetic abilities, but also took out his most treasured teaching tool, the Jeep.

When Xinye's attempt to show off failed, he quickly became the butt of a joke, and amidst the laughter and cheers, time seemed to slow down.

The next ten years will be the best decade for Earth. The gods will remain silent, and with the addition of Liang Bing, Earth's technology will experience explosive growth in a very short time. Russell will also have enough time to construct the fictional, non-existent Lesser Sumeru Heaven he created on the moon.

(End of this chapter)