Morgana: Perfect!

"Big sister, what are you here for? I just heard you mention a space-time gene. Could you tell me about it?"

"Enough. Carl has already left. Yuan, it's fine to fool the Taotie, but this little trick is far too immature in front of a main god." Though she said that, Morgana was clearly even more satisfied.

Disguised, cautious, and self-aware—those qualities were far too rare in a god as young as him. After all, the known universe was enormous. Even if every galaxy produced a genius, the number should have been astonishing.

It was not impressive to start early; lasting long was what made someone formidable. That was why, despite the vastness of the known universe, there were only so many main gods worth mentioning.

"I thought you were going to keep acting with me. Can you tell me how you saw through it?" Yuan dropped the magnetic tone from his voice and returned to his usual manner of speaking.

"Of course. Your eyes—those calm eyes. No matter how sweetly you called me big sister, your gaze was as placid as water. You noticed it yourself too, which was why you didn't dare look me in the eye."

"Oh, so that was it. I thought you'd used the Dark Dimension to invade my mind." Yuan suddenly understood. Had he really overthought things?

"Hm? Was I wrong?" Seeing Yuan's reaction, Morgana became interested.

"You weren't exactly wrong. I really didn't dare look you in the eye, and it was true that I kept my head lowered with a calm gaze. But it wasn't because I was acting. It was because your figure is too good and your charm is too great. I was having a hard time controlling myself. I even thought you'd used some kind of trick on me."

"Pfft! Hahahaha!" Morgana burst out laughing.

"Not bad, not bad. You're very honest. As expected of a god created by a space-time gene. You're far better than that Carl. Back then, she only dared to sneak glances at me. She wouldn't dare be as bold as you."

Bruis and the Taotie exchanged looks, their eyes filled with endless despair. Every one of them screamed inwardly, We're dead. We're really dead this time. We heard Main God Carl's embarrassing past—what do we do now? What do we do?

"Don't worry, I absolutely won't use any tricks on you. Space-time is my true love. Although your space-time gene wasn't created by me, it fits perfectly. It's more primitive, more perfect, and more powerful." Morgana made no effort to hide her fondness for Yuan in response to his doubts.

"As for the trick you mentioned, that's merely a desire originating from your genes. Besides, angels aren't the only ones in the universe with irresistible charm. I, Morgana—the devil, daughter of angels—am just as irresistible!"

Morgana's domineering declaration truly made Yuan see her in a new light. This woman's charm really did live up to her title—the devil.

"True love? Perhaps, Queen Morgana."

"Just call me Queen. Though I'd rather you call me sister."

"Fine, Queen. If you have nothing else to do, I have something to take care of. How about we talk again later?"

"Of course, Yuan. We are gods. Time has never been a problem for us." With that, she raised a hand, indicating that he could do as he pleased.

"Let's go." Yuan glanced at Bruis and the others beside him, then took the lead toward the battlefield that had already become ruins.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Finding a corpse, Yuan brushed away the windblown sand covering it. Completely unconcerned with the blood staining it, he lifted the body into his arms.

"Your Excellency, let us do it." Seeing Yuan's entire body turn red with blood, Bruis and the others hurried forward to stop him.

"No need. Go find them. Alive or dead, bring them out." Yuan's voice held neither sorrow nor joy. He merely found a level patch of ground and laid the corpse down.

Then he turned and began searching the battlefield once more. Morgana watched him with satisfaction, her gaze as gentle as if she were looking at her own younger brother.

Once upon a time, she had been the same. Powerless and weak, able only to personally bury her own people and subordinates in the end.

"Your Excellency, there are forty-seven bodies in total. Aside from Commander Cole, they're all here."

After Bruis laid down the last body, he lowered his voice and reported to Yuan.

"Is it difficult?"

"Yes. The commander's body is trapped beneath a battleship underground. The battleship's explosion destroyed everything below beyond recognition. It can't be brought out in a short time."

Listening to Bruis's report, Yuan frowned. The next moment, seeing Morgana watching intently from the side, Yuan spoke.

"Queen, could you help me?"

"Of course. This is nothing to me. But why do you want to do this? There's no real meaning to it." Morgana blinked, wanting to hear Yuan's thoughts.

"Meaning? Help me first. Can I tell you afterward?"

"Clap." "No problem." Morgana clapped her hands and walked to Yuan's side.

"Actually, you can do this yourself too. It's just that your super gene wasn't artificially created, so there are many incomplete parts. We can discuss those slowly later. For now, I'll teach you."

As she spoke, she casually took Yuan's right hand and activated Dark Eye. Morgana's voice sounded softly beside Yuan's ear, gentle and relaxed.

"Enter the Dark Dimension. Activate the Celestial Computer—Hourclock. Record Yuan's data and grant Hourclock level-three access."

"Hourclock activation complete. Locking onto target—Yuan. Access authorization beginning. Command complete. Hourclock shutting down."

After the voice stopped, Morgana opened her eyes. She looked at Yuan with a hint of anticipation, wanting to see whether he could sense anything.

And Yuan?

He could. His super gene was incomplete. Without a Dark Matter Computer or a Gene Engine, he had no way to establish a connection with Hourclock inside his body.

But to a Celestial Computer, that was no problem at all. It could simply create a virtual interface and exchange information through the Dark Dimension.

Level-three access was considered fairly high even in the Demon civilization. Surging computational power and vast Dark Energy erupted within Yuan's Divine Body.

"Huff!"

After adapting for a while, Yuan felt as if he could do many things.

He thought of how he had wanted to use a micro-wormhole to make Cole fall freely, only to be forced to stop because he could not calculate all of the target's data.

Yuan seemed to know what to do next. He opened his eyes, and blue light flashed within them.

"Hourclock, connect to the Qiming Knowledge Base. Retrieve Taotie gene data and firepower battleship data. Begin analyzing target—Taotie Commander Cole."

"Command received. Level-three access—Yuan. Hourclock is connecting to the Qiming Knowledge Base."

"Alert, alert! Master, an unknown Supercomputer is attempting to connect." Qiming's piercing alarm rang beside Yuan's ear, but he did not hesitate to shut it off.

What valuable things could he possibly have? Other than his super gene, which might be worth something to Morgana, there was probably nothing else. She would likely find anything else he owned uncomfortable even if it were thrown before her.

"Connection successful. Target data retrieval complete. Beginning target analysis: ten percent, one hundred percent. Retrieval complete."

As if inspired, Yuan gently moved his right hand. Commander Cole's mangled body was spat out by a micro-wormhole.

Morgana had watched every one of Yuan's actions. His smooth movements, mature ideas, and decisive commands made Morgana feel a little intoxicated.

"Perfect!"