Super Seminary: The opening exposes the Cyber ​​Heaven Civilization

The old angel king originally preferred a quiet environment, but now he was surrounded by a group of children, making it really noisy.

He actually wanted to push the group of children away, but after seeing the children's envious eyes, he had no choice but to stop what he was doing.

He's already an old man, how could he possibly argue with a bunch of kids?
"No, I have to control my actions and absolutely cannot argue with them."

The Archangel King kept reassuring himself, while Morgana, who had caught up, twitched at the corner of her mouth when she saw this scene.

It's one thing for Nezha to be like this, since these kids are also Nezha's friends.

But why is this old angel king now being pestered by children?

"Old Angel King, I told you these children are so cute! They really love your purple wings. You'd better not switch them back for me. Otherwise, the children won't like you if you lose those purple wings."

Little Nezha was patiently persuading him, and he felt that the old angel king was quite pleased with him.

With the encouragement of these children, things might even develop in the direction I hope for.

Upon hearing Nezha's words, I, the old angel, felt an urge to pounce on him and teach him a lesson.

Finally, after the group of children left, the old angel king couldn't take it anymore; he had to get his wings back.

"Give me back my wings right now! I've already told your Celestial Venerable, and he said you have to give me my wings."

Little Nezha was stunned for a moment, then took out his communication device.

"But our Celestial Venerable has never said that. If our Celestial Venerable had said it, he would have informed me immediately. But I haven't received any notification. Aren't you lying to a child? Do you think I would believe you?"

As Nezha blinked his eyes, the old angel king felt like he was being manipulated by the child. Damn it, this kid is getting harder and harder to fool.

Morgana walked over. She knew the Archangel King was angry, but since things had come to this, perhaps she had a way to salvage the situation.

“Old Angel King, I know you’re angry right now, but no matter what, you can’t let yourself get so angry.”

"Just give him these wings. Even if you give them to Nezha, he won't do anything about it."

"We'll find you a red wing later. Once we find it, you can put it back on. You can give yourself a new experience."

Morgana spoke lightly, but the old angel king was deeply saddened.

Those were wings he had worked so hard to find; how could he just give them up like that?

Besides, if he really gives it up, where will he put his face in the future?
“Get out of my way. You’re making it sound so easy. These aren’t your wings at all. If they were, you’d be more anxious than I am.”

According to the old angel king, Morgana was helpless. Once the old angel king got stubborn, no one could control him, and he was no exception.

Little Nezha flapped his wings, turned around, and flew away. Anyway, there was still so much delicious food on Earth.

He had no intention of wasting time with an old man, so after seeing Nezha leave, the old angel king chased after him.

Soon they arrived at a food court, and Nezha ordered a lot of barbecue. The old angel king found him.

Its wings were still attached, making it look particularly disheveled.

"Old man, could you please put your wings away? Do you know your wings are affecting others? Look, this place is a food street at night. With you flapping your wings here, how are people supposed to get through? Put them away right now." The old man had never been to Earth before, and now he saw this group of Earthlings looking so frail.

He could only do as Nezha said and put his wings away first.

After putting it away, the old man realized why he had listened to Nezha.

Shouldn't he confront the opponent head-on?

If he obeys now, wouldn't that mean that Nezha won't return his wings?

This won't do; he must get his own wings.

"You little rascal, how dare you try to fool me! Let me tell you, if you don't give me back my wings today, I'm not done with you."

No sooner had the old man finished speaking than a squid was stuffed into his mouth. Little Nezha knew that the old man was very angry.

Since he had taken the man's things, he felt he had to give him something in return; he felt the old man had never enjoyed life.

He wondered how delicious the food on Earth really was. After he had eaten, he would take the old man to do some other things. Perhaps, considering that he had paid tuition, the old man would give him those wings.

"Don't be in such a hurry. I know I did something wrong, but eat something first and try their local specialties. After all, you've never had this kind of food in the Angel Clan before. Don't miss out on such a delicacy."

Originally, the old angel king did not want to eat these things, but he chewed them involuntarily. What was going on?

These things are inexplicably delicious.

"What is this thing made of? It tastes quite different, and it seems to be particularly chewy. Most importantly, the flavor is simply irresistible."

Old Angel Wang immediately picked up a particularly good grilled beef tendon from the side, took another bite, and instantly felt his taste buds awaken.

He didn't care about the wings anymore and quickly joined Nezha in grabbing food.

When Morgana arrived, she saw that the two of them had already eaten so many bamboo skewers.

"Can you two tone it down a bit today? Didn't you see the people at the next table are staring at you? A child and an old man eating so much, don't you know it's strange? Why don't you come back another day, or you can take it home and eat it later?"

This is Earth, after all. Can't you guys be a little more mindful of your actions?

After being reminded by Morgana, Nezha realized it too.

The old angel king immediately called for the boss. He didn't know how to order these things, so he could only point to a pile of bamboo skewers.

"Give me this whole bunch of stuff again."

The boss was a little confused. His business was so good, how could he know what people ate?

The old man's order was too vague. Little Nezha probably realized this too, so he took the menu and ordered a lot of things at random.

"Old man, there's something I need to make clear to you: on Earth, money is what you use." (End of Chapter)