Super God Academy: The Stranger

"That's impossible. I have my own plans." Karl rarely refused Liang Bing's request. Some of the resources were related to his plans for the void and the known universe, and he couldn't possibly hand those over to Morgana.

"Here's what we'll do. I don't have much use for ordinary genetic resources, so I can give them to you. I can give you three portions of resources at the third-generation divine body level and half a portion at the fourth-generation divine body level. This is the limit I can offer."

Karl gritted his teeth and stated his bottom line: he still needed Morgana to distract Holy Keisha. Only by keeping Morgana in check could he have a chance. In this plan to kill Keisha, the two of them were indispensable.

Only Karl had the technical confidence to teleport Divine Kai'Sa in a short time, and only Morgana was able to withstand Kai'Sa's targeting and attract Divine Kai'Sa's attention.

If it were any other god, they would have already taken you down with a set of silver blades; they wouldn't have had time to argue with you.

"Alright, then send it over to me right away, and also Devil One. Without it, I won't feel safe being on the same planet as that bitch Keisha, Your Majesty."

Morgana knew this was Karl's limit; pushing him any further might extract more, but the more likely outcome was a complete breakdown in their relationship.

When that time comes, she'll be left alone on Earth to face Keisha. Without Demon One, she'll have nowhere to cry.

However, in the end, she still managed to use a clever trick to get Demon One ahead of time. With this celestial computer, the foundation of the demon civilization, Morgana finally had the capital and courage to face Keisha face to face.

"Okay, but it's cold, so be careful..."

Before Karl could finish speaking, Morgana hung up the communication channel. Not only had Karl mentioned that name, but since the resources were already in her hands, there was no point in being a sycophant.

Karl wasn't annoyed by the disconnection. Ever since he transformed himself into a phantom, he and Liang Bing's companions had always been like this. He tried hard to salvage the relationship and invited Liang Bing to join him, but Liang Bing became increasingly impatient with him.

Slowly, slowly, it turned out like this.

"Teacher, the Super God Academy you left behind is getting worse with each generation."

Karl, draped in a dark blue academic robe, stood in the open space, gazing up at the dark and deep cosmic sky.

"They've almost completely lost their ability to innovate, and have even begun to fear progress and are terrified of moving forward. They're truly a bunch of parasites. When faced with something unexpected, their first thought is to eliminate it."

"This may be the last time I help Super God Academy. From now on, we'll go our separate ways."

After saying this, Karl nodded in satisfaction, walked back to his desk, picked up his pen and continued writing something, while simultaneously retracting his deception of the angel Zhixin.

Zhi Xin continued to stare at Karl's position, completely unaware that she had been deceived.

The next morning, the sun, which provides endless energy to the planet Earth, had just risen.

Angel Yan had already entered Qianmu's house by descending from the sky and conveyed Queen Keisha's invitation to Qianmu.

"Ouch, so your Queen Keisha called me over again?" Qianmu, who had been studying all night, yawned sleepily, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the energetic Angel Yan in front of him.

"That's right, this is a rare opportunity. I have a feeling that Queen Keisha will discuss some secrets with you that even I don't know." Angel Yan smiled and extended her smooth right hand to Qian Mu, extending an invitation.

"Then you should wait for me to change my clothes and tidy myself up before you come. I can't possibly go to see your esteemed Queen Keisha dressed like this."

Qianmu glanced at his own gear: a tank top, wide shorts, and slippers.

If Qianmu were to actually go to see Keisha like that, he felt he could be killed by the gazes of the angels around him.

"Alright, hurry up, don't keep Queen Keisha waiting," Angel Yan urged.

"I think you're the one who's most anxious," Qianmu thought to himself.

He had met the Holy Keisha before and knew that she wasn't the type to get angry over a short time.

But Angel Yan is!

Qianmu quickly finished washing up, then changed into the armor he wore yesterday and went back to the living room.

Angel Yan had been waiting impatiently. When she saw Qian Mu come out, she took a few steps forward, grabbed Qian Mu's hand without saying a word, and flew into the sky.

Qianmu hadn't expected Angel Yan to be so proactive, and almost stumbled from being pulled.

……

A moment later, Qianmu was pulled by Angel Yan to the center of the floating island in the sky.

Here, the Holy Keisha was already sitting cross-legged in front of a stone table, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

"Queen Keisha, Qianmu has already arrived."

Angel Yan released Qian Mu's hand, folded her wings, walked to the Holy Keisha, bowed respectfully, and reported to the leader.

Keisha nodded and said softly, "Okay, Yan, you can go down first. Let me talk to this little guy alone for a while."

After hearing Keisha's words, Angel Yan, though curious about what the two would talk about, wisely withdrew and chased away all the little angels who wanted to eavesdrop.

"Please have a seat."

After Angel Yan withdrew, Holy Keisha stretched out her arm and pointed to a stone bench that had been prepared in advance, inviting Qian Mu to sit down.

Qianmu didn't hesitate to refuse, and with a smile, he walked up to the Holy Keisha and sat on the stone bench that had been prepared especially for him.

With a wave of her hand, Holy Keisha conjured a pot of fragrant tea and two teacups on the stone table. She then picked up a cup and brought it to her lips to taste.

Seeing this, Qianmu didn't hesitate and picked up another cup to savor it.

"I wonder what Queen Keisha has summoned me for this matter?"

Qianmu spoke first, asking the question. He didn't want to get into a contest of willpower with Keisha; that would be a waste of time. Wouldn't it be better to spend that time exploring the ocean of knowledge?

"As a god, you should cultivate your patience. If you are too hasty, you will easily be led by the nose."

Instead of answering Qianmu's question, Holy Keisha offered some advice, telling Qianmu some rules for communicating between gods, so that Qianmu could avoid some pitfalls.

"I know all that, but as a powerful new god, shouldn't I at least have some right to be capricious?"

"Heh, that's true. Among the new gods your age, which one isn't young and impetuous, even arrogant? You're already considered quite composed."

Keisha chuckled, indicating that she had set her expectations too high.

Qianmu was only in his early twenties, a time when various hormones were surging in his body. He was already able to chant Amitabha Buddha's name without causing any trouble.

It's really asking too much of her to demand standards from someone at her level.