Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

Morgana, a word from the Kunsa Language, was the Kunsa Civilization's highest form of reverence for the angel Liang Bing. It meant an incomparable, supreme Queen.

Her charm was plain to see.

After her initial shock, Morgana laughed again.

"Ha ha ha—The man I, Morgana, have taken a liking to is indeed different."

"Lin Yan, I have already foreseen your future. You will become a god."

"And gods are always lonely."

"They will watch all things wither, witness life and death, see time flow by, while we continue standing in this universe. You and I belong to the same world."

The divine grace in Morgana's eyes was indeed something no ordinary young girl could compare to.

"I, your Queen, will return."

[Wormhole calculation error]

[Please recalculate]

[Calculation error...]

Morgana had thought she could leave whenever she wished. She never expected this Earth God to be able to alter the Wormhole Algorithm.

Now she truly was a trapped beast in a cage.

"Can I leave now?"

One second ago, she had been a lofty Queen; the next, she had no choice but to plead with an Earth God.

She, Morgana, conceded.

If it was this man.

In the end, Lin Yan let Morgana go, believing that she would keep her promise. Though Morgana was a demon, she had convictions of her own.

His conversation with Morgana had taken no more than an instant.

But from Qi Lin's perspective, both Lin Yan and Morgana had vanished from the world without leaving a trace, as though they had never existed.

She sat on the ground dejectedly, her eyes filled with pain.

Suddenly—

Qi Lin heard footsteps.

She abruptly looked up and immediately saw Lin Yan not far away.

Time had passed, and it felt like a lifetime apart.

Qi Lin staggered to her feet, nearly falling again, but still ran toward Lin Yan without hesitation and threw herself into his arms.

"I thought..."

Her voice choked.

This was the first time Qi Lin had shown such weakness.

Lin Yan gently stroked Qi Lin's back.

The following week passed uneventfully. It was another leisurely afternoon.

Qi Lin had prepared a lavish dinner when the system's voice rang out in Lin Yan's mind once more.

[Ding! [Ding! A new check-in mission is being issued...]

[Ding! Please make contact with Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong at Liangshan. Do not allow him to leave a range of one thousand meters, or the mission will be deemed a failure.]

Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong

"Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong, it's finally your turn."

Lin Yan was in a good mood.

At the same time, there was a knock at the door.

Du Qiangwei pushed the door open, and her gaze immediately fell on Lin Yan. Lin Yan, however, looked completely unconcerned, even ignoring her.

At dinnertime, Du Qiangwei and the others, including Lena, all ate in the cafeteria.

But Qi Lin received special treatment, serving this young master in the villa and enjoying a delicious meal.

It had to be admitted that Du Qiangwei did have some complaints about Lin Yan.

"Lena received a mission from Chief Dukao. We're leaving immediately."

"There's still a pot of soup. I'll go turn off the heat first. Wait a moment."

Qi Lin remained calm.

Even if the sky fell, people still had to eat. Especially Lin Yan's three meals a day—there could be no cutting corners.

Du Qiangwei's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

At such a critical moment, Qi Lin, as a member of the Brave Soldier Company, was actually worried about that clay pot of soup. Once again, she could not help glaring at Lin Yan.

"If you want to look, then look openly. Don't sneak around."

Lin Yan said coldly.

Pfft.

Du Qiangwei nearly spat blood.

Was her stare really that obvious? And wasn't this kid being far too arrogant? If not for Principal Ryze's protection, she would not have been reduced to such a state—she, the dignified daughter of a general, having to personally invite a team member to join a mission.

Du Qiangwei wanted to retort, but ultimately let it go.

"Burp."

Lin Yan let out a loud burp.

He stretched lazily.

Then he sprawled languidly across the sofa, casting Du Qiangwei a sidelong glance.