Don't Call Me Liang Bing, It's Disgusting!

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

After Snow retreated, the Sovereign of the Styx Galaxy, Death God Karl, entered the hall with Morgana, who was full of curses. The place was quiet and gloomy, perhaps because the planet where Dead Song Academy was located had long since lost all life.

The flickering candlelight couldn't illuminate the entire hall, but it was enough to light up the portrait of Liang Bing on the wall. Morgana felt so awkward she could cringe.

"You've been holed up in this godforsaken place, mooning over me. Couldn't you have picked a smaller picture? Or at the very least, a doll. Why are you making such a huge portrait? Are you lacking affection?"

If she wasn't happy, no one else should be. That was Morgana's motto. Honestly, the giant photo Karl had hung up was a bit disgusting to her.

"Liang Bing, you know, I just miss the days when we were researching together at Super Seminary."

"Bitch, I've told you, you should call me Queen."

"Alright, alright, sit down, Queen Morgana." Karl was always so patient with Morgana.

"Okay, Karl. Stop looking at me like that, you know why I'm here?"

"I know, the Great Clock does indeed contain the blueprint data for the fourth-generation Divine Body. But!"

"I don't want 'buts,' I want you to prepare it for me. How many years has it been? Do you know how badly Kaisha and her little bitches beat me last time?

No, you don't think you can hide this from me, do you? This time, if you don't give me an explanation, don't expect me to distract Kaisha for you again."

Silence fell. Morgana's words hit Karl right where it hurt. His research into the Void had reached a critical juncture, and his plans needed to proceed without any hitches.

So, Karl nodded at Morgana.

"Alright, I promise."

"Hahaha, that's settled then. Hurry up, I can't wait to kill those bitches."

"No, not now."

"Slap!" After Karl finished speaking, Morgana slammed her hand on the table in anger.

"Bitch, are you fucking playing me?"

"No, you know I never lie to you. The fourth-generation Divine Body is the most advanced technology in the known universe, truly transcending life and death. Even without the blueprint, you should know the immense amount of resources required.

It's not just energy; many rare resources and samples simply can't be found in a single galaxy."

"I don't care, you have to solve this for me."

"Give me some time. I promised you, and I will deliver."

"An exact time."

"A thousand years. You can stay at the academy and supervise, how about that?"

Having received a definite answer, Morgana didn't hesitate and turned to leave.

That's right, Morgana had implicitly agreed. Moreover, she didn't dare to burn all her bridges.

She was extremely wary of Karl, even more so than her sister Kaisha.

She only dared to maintain her arrogant queenly demeanor in front of him by relying on Karl's infatuation with her, knowing he wouldn't truly harm her. Even so, she didn't want to stay in Dead Song Academy for long.

The resources for the fourth-generation Divine Body were indeed vast, but did Dead Song Academy really not have them? Morgana absolutely didn't believe it.

In her eyes, Karl had been a useless old man hiding in the Styx Galaxy for tens of thousands of years. Forget a fourth-generation Divine Body; she wouldn't be surprised if he produced a fifth-generation one right now.

Stay here? Who knew what kind of brainwashing she'd undergo if she stayed here for a thousand years.

"Stay here? Ridiculous. I am the greatest evil in the known universe. To stay in this godforsaken place and be laughed to death? I'm leaving!"

Her objective achieved, Morgana immediately turned to run. But Karl was a little reluctant and still tried to persuade her.

"Liang Bing, I can upgrade you to a Phantom Body. That way, you'll never have to worry about Kaisha again.

We can research the Void together like we did when we were instructors at Super Seminary. I can also help you study the mysteries of space-time. Isn't that good? The Void is the future."

"Heh, Phantom Body? Keep it for yourself. Remember, Karl, don't you dare call me Liang Bing with the mouth of a Phantom Body. It's disgusting!"

"Tap! Tap!"

Gradually, Morgana's figure disappeared from the hall. In just a moment, Karl felt a sense of loss.

"My God."

Snow cautiously appeared beside Karl, bowing his head respectfully.

"This Queen seems to have a strong opinion of us. If anything, it might affect our plans."

"It's fine."

Karl shook his head. After Morgana left, his face returned to its cold expression.

"Morgana's greatest wish is to defeat Kaisha and then 'save' the Angels. The only other thing that could pique her interest is space-time genes.

Space-time? Space-time! Interesting. Perhaps my plan needs a slight adjustment." Karl muttered to himself.

Mentioning space-time, his eyes suddenly lit up. Instead of the previous sense of loss, he now looked as if he had found a favorite toy.

"Snow, access the space-time algorithm of the Great Clock. Project this onto Dobilun Star in the Tiannü Galaxy."

As he spoke, a circular jade wall floated out of Karl's right hand. It was a profound, pure color without any impurities.

"What is this?" Snow asked, a little confused, but accustomed to being a lackey, he immediately raised both hands over his head to catch it without hesitation.

"During the Form War, to counter the threat of the Beast Body and Triangle Body, many Super Seminary instructors established research bases outside to provide valuable data for the war.

There was one such instructor on Dobilun Star who specialized in researching the Beast Body. However, his aptitude wasn't high, and his research results were similar to others.

After the war ended, the place was abandoned. Perhaps it might hold a small surprise for me."

"This? And space-time? My God, is there anything you need me to do?"

"Snow, you're talking too much today."

As Karl's ruthless gaze fell upon him, Snow, who had been bending over, immediately knelt on the ground.

At that moment, he felt as if the entire world was spinning, and a heavy, chaotic hum echoed in his ears.

Snow gritted his teeth, enduring the fear in his heart. He replied humbly, "S-sorry, my God, I just wanted to complete your command. Please forgive me."

"Get out! After you're done, go to Earth and see if that crocodile is dead."

Hearing Karl's command, Snow's heart sank as he recalled seeing a report from the Great Clock about Angels being there earlier.

Here he was, a third-generation god, being cursed at by a bunch of young girls. Without Karl's help, he couldn't defeat them in a fight or win an argument.

He could only hold his breath and pretend not to hear. These days were truly unbearable. But now, he didn't dare to say another word. He could only lower his head, take the jade wall, and take his leave.

"Forget everything that happened today, Snow. This is the last gift I bestow upon you."

"Yes, my God," Snow replied respectfully, his voice hoarse. The heavy weight on his heart finally lifted. Damn it, once this job is done, I'm going to format my brain when I get back.

After Snow's figure disappeared, Karl looked up at the mural on the wall.

"Liang Bing, will you like this gift of mine?"