Don't Call Me Liang Bing. Disgusting!

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

After Snow withdrew, the reigning god of the Styx Galaxy—Death God Karl—entered the hall with foul-mouthed Morgana. The place was quiet and gloomy, perhaps because the planet where Dead Song Academy stood had long since lost all life.

The flickering candlelight could not illuminate the entire hall, but it was enough to light up Liang Bing's portrait on the wall, making Morgana cringe with embarrassment.

"You hide in this godforsaken place every day, secretly crushing on me. Couldn't you have made it smaller? Hell, you could've just gotten a doll. Why the hell did you make such a huge picture? Are you that starved for affection?"

If she was unhappy, she absolutely could not let anyone else be happy either. That had always been Morgana's principle. Honestly, Carl's enormous portrait was a little disgusting to her.

"Liang Bing, you know that I merely missed the days when we did research together at Super Seminary."

"Bitch, I told you, call me Queen Morgana."

"Fine, fine. Sit down, Queen Morgana." Carl had always been this patient with Morgana.

"Enough, Carl. Don't look at me so disgustingly. You know why I came looking for you, don't you?"

"I know. The Great Clock does indeed contain the data blueprint for a fourth-generation Divine Body. But—"

"I don't want any buts. I want you to have it ready for me. How many years has it been? Do you know what those little bitches led by Kaisha did to me last time?

No. Do you think you can hide it from me? If you don't give me an explanation this time, don't expect me to draw Kaisha's attention for you again."

Silence fell. Morgana's words struck right at Carl's weakness. Her research into the void had reached an extremely critical stage, and the plan had to continue. Nothing could go wrong at a time like this.

So Carl nodded at Morgana.

"Fine. I agree."

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

"No, not now."

"Bang!" As soon as Carl finished speaking, Morgana slammed her hand down on the table in fury.

"Bitch, are you fucking playing me?"

"No. You know I have never wanted to deceive you. A fourth-generation Divine Body is the most advanced technology in the known universe, truly surpassing life and death. Even without the data blueprint, you should know how astronomical the resources required are.

It isn't just energy. Many scarce resources and samples simply cannot be gathered from a single galaxy."

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

"Give me some time. Since I promised you, I will definitely do it."

"An exact time."

"A thousand years. Give me one thousand years. You can stay at the academy and supervise me. How about it?"

Having received a definite answer, Morgana did not hesitate and turned to leave.

That was right, Morgana had tacitly agreed. Besides, she did not dare to truly fight Carl to the death.

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

She only dared to maintain her queenly arrogance before Carl because she relied on Carl's obsession with her and knew Carl would not truly lay a hand on her. Even so, she was unwilling to stay at Dead Song Academy for long.

The resources required for a fourth-generation Divine Body were indeed immense, but did Dead Song Academy truly lack them? Morgana absolutely did not believe that.

In her eyes, Carl had hidden away in the Styx Galaxy for tens of thousands of years. Forget a fourth-generation Divine Body—even if Carl pulled out a fifth-generation one right now, she would not be surprised.

Stay here? Who knew what Carl would brainwash her into after a thousand years in this place?

"Stay here? What a joke. I'm the greatest evil in the known universe. If I stayed in this shithole, people would laugh themselves to death. I'm leaving!"

Her goal had already been achieved, so Morgana immediately lifted her leg, ready to make a run for it. But Carl was somewhat unwilling to let her go and still spoke up to persuade her to stay.

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

We can return to researching the void together, just like when we were instructors at Super Seminary. I can also help you study the mysteries of space-time. Wouldn't that be wonderful? The void is the future."

"Heh, a Phantom Body? Keep it for yourself. Remember this, Carl: don't ever use that mouth of yours, after becoming a Phantom Body, to say the name Liang Bing again. Disgusting!"

"Tap! Tap!"

Gradually, Morgana's figure disappeared from the hall. The entire encounter had lasted only a brief moment, yet it left Carl with a sense of loss.

"My god."

Snow cautiously appeared at Carl's side, lowered his head respectfully, and said:

"This queen seems to hold quite a grudge against us. If something happens, I'm afraid it may affect our plan."

"It doesn't matter."

Carl shook her head. Once Morgana had left, her face returned to its icy expression.

"Morgana's greatest wish is to defeat Kaisha, then carry out her so-called salvation of the angels. The only other thing that can interest her is space-time genes.

Space-time? Space-time! Interesting. Perhaps my plan needs a slight adjustment," Carl muttered.

At the mention of space-time, her eyes immediately lit up. The sense of loss from before was gone, replaced by the look of someone who had found a beloved toy.

"Snow, access the Great Clock's space-time algorithms. Deploy this to Dobilun Star in the Tiannü Galaxy."

As she spoke, a round Jade Wall floated above Carl's right hand. It was a mysterious black without the slightest impurity.

"This is?" Snow was somewhat puzzled, but as someone accustomed to groveling, he did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately raised both hands over his head and caught it.

"During the Form War, in response to the threats posed by beast forms and Triangle Bodies, many Super Seminary instructors established research bases across the universe, providing valuable data for the Form War.

There was one such person on Dobilun Star. He specialized in researching beast forms. However, his talent was mediocre, and his findings were largely no different from those of the others.

After the war ended, that place was abandoned. Perhaps it can give me a small surprise."

"This? What does it have to do with space-time? My god, is there anything you need me to do?"

"Snow, you have been talking too much today."

As Carl's merciless gaze fell upon him, Snow, who had been bent over, immediately dropped to his knees.

In that instant, he seemed to feel heaven and earth turning over. A heavy, violent hum echoed in his ears.

Snow gritted his teeth and forced down the fear in his heart. He answered humbly, "S-sorry, my god. I only wanted to carry out your orders. Please forgive me."

"Get out! Once you finish, go to Earth and see whether that crocodile is dead."

Upon hearing Carl's order and recalling the Great Clock's previous report that angels had appeared there, Snow felt miserable.

He was a dignified third-generation god, yet a bunch of little girls pointed at his nose and cursed him. Without Carl's help, he could neither beat them nor outcurse them.

He could only grit his teeth and pretend he had not heard. These days were truly hard to endure. But how could he dare say another word now? He could only lower his head, take the Jade Wall, and withdraw.

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

"Yes, my god." Snow replied respectfully in a hoarse voice, and the heavy stone hanging over his heart finally fell. Fuck, once I'm done, I'm going back and formatting my brain.

After Snow's figure disappeared, Carl raised her head and looked at the mural on the wall.

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