Super God: Diary System, but without a brain.

However, to be fair, angels are truly unparalleled. As long as you are willing to accept the angels' righteous order, they can ensure the continuation of your civilization and prevent you from being invaded.

As for why the Super God Academy insisted on refusing the angels' help—the reason is actually quite simple.

Is it that simple?

Apart from a few who have already noticed something amiss, most holders of the diary copies remain somewhat confused.

Why not use readily available and powerful reinforcements instead of trying to hold out on our own? What's the point?

If you angels really get involved... will the galactic gods and the power of the galaxy still have a complete voice?

Furthermore, if angels intervene, will the Super God Academy's "god-making" and "training" plans still be able to proceed smoothly?

A plan to create a god? A plan to train troops?

What does that mean?!

Qi Lin and He Weilan exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing simultaneously.

This statement... it sounds like a carefully concealed conspiracy.

Tell me quickly! What big scoop is it this time?

This immediately piqued the curiosity of many people.

It is well known that there are only a handful of top-tier, god-creating civilizations in the known universe.

[Look at this tiny Earth again: the "Galactic Force" nurtured by the Super God Academy is destined to be the future main god of the galaxy.]

"The Light of the Sun" is the chief god of the Radiant Sun Civilization; the Taotie is a henchman of the River Styx... The Super God Academy's plan is quite shrewd.

[You angels have invested so much effort in the Galactic Force, even participating in gene activation. Now that the Galactic Force is activated, you're not going to ignore it? Of course you'll send someone to check it out...]

Thus, on this small Earth, people from the Super God Academy, the Blazing Sun, the Styx, and the Angelic Civilization gathered.

[Just one more demon is needed.]

[And coincidentally, our "most cultured" Queen Morgana was also tricked and lured to Earth by Karl.]

[At this point, all the known top-tier god-creating civilizations in the universe have gathered on a tiny pre-nuclear era planet.]

I don't believe there's no scheming behind this. What could a pre-nuclear civilization possibly offer to entice them all to come here?

Moreover, it was the Taotie, a minion of the Styx, that started the trouble in the first place, dragging all parties into it.

[Karl even went so far as to bring in the last demon, the one with the least reason to be included.]

[How could it be such a "coincidence"? You're saying Karl and the Super God Academy had no connection whatsoever... I simply don't believe it. Not to mention, Karl was originally a student from the Super God Academy.]

[But, if there are too many coincidences, are they still just coincidences?]

After Su Bai's meticulous explanation, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck everyone's minds.

Yeah...isn't it a bit...too coincidental?

Even Morgana, who had already reached the vicinity of the moon and was almost upon Earth, suddenly stopped moving.

Her expression was unpredictable, and her eyes flickered.

Damn it... This little bastard is making a lot of sense, but thinking about it carefully, it really doesn't seem right!

Morgana's eyes darted around as she began to seriously consider Su Bai's explanation. A moment later, her face darkened, and she directly dialed Karl's secret communication channel.

"Liang Bing..." Karl's voice came from the other end of the communication, carrying a hint of undisguised joy.

Morgana's initiative to contact him clearly pleased him greatly.

"Damn it! You bastard Karl! I told you not to call me Queen like that!" Morgana was furious. "Call me Queen! Queen Morgana!"

This was completely different from the opening Carl had envisioned.

Morgana already looked down on Karl, this timid and cowardly "ultimate simp" who only dared to secretly admire him.

Now, the thought that he might be tricked by this guy makes him even angrier.

In this situation, how could she possibly give him a friendly look?

As for Karl... he seemed to have long been used to Morgana's attitude.

"Yes, Queen Morgana." His voice remained gentle.

But this time, Morgana's tone did not soften at all; on the contrary, it became even more aggressive:

"Karl! I'm asking you—did you scheme against me?!"

Karl could hear the suppressed anger in her voice.

He frowned slightly.

Liang Bing...you figured it out?

That shouldn't be the case... Given her personality and way of thinking, she shouldn't have noticed...

So, did someone say something to her?

But besides themselves, who else would dare to befriend this demon queen who is being hunted down by angels throughout the universe? Aren't they afraid of offending the angels?

"cold……"

Call me Morgana!

"...Morgana." Karl's voice remained calm, devoid of any emotion. "I don't understand what you're saying. Why would I scheme against you?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Queen!" Morgana's voice was practically squeezed out through clenched teeth. "Do you really think I'm a fool?!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, pacing irritably across the lunar surface, her boots stomping heavily on the gray lunar soil, kicking up a fine cloud of dust.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the communication.

Karl knew that no matter how he explained, Morgana would never believe him at this moment.

After a long while, he sighed softly. The sigh came through the dark communication channel and was still gentle, even carrying a hint of helplessness.

"Morgana, you always... overcomplicate things about me."

But Morgana wasn't buying it at all.

"Bullshit!" she cursed.

"Karl, have you ruined your brain by studying the void? Do you really think I've wasted tens of thousands of years of my life?!"

She stopped abruptly, looked up at the blue planet suspended in the dark sky, her eyes sharp as knives.

"I don't care what you're plotting, Karl. But if you dare to treat me, the Queen, like a pawn..."

Morgana's voice suddenly turned cold, each word carrying a chilling aura.

"I'll blow your Deathsong Academy, along with your pile of skeletons and tattered books, to cosmic dust! You're welcome to try and see if I can do it!"

On the other end of the communication, inside Death Song Academy.

Karl stood quietly amidst the endless bookshelves, holding an ancient and heavy book in his hands.

As he listened to Morgana's murderous threat, a faint, almost ethereal smile appeared on his face.

That smile held no warmth, only a bottomless calm.

"Of course you can do it, Liang Bing," he murmured to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.

Then, his voice rang out again through the clandestine communication channel, calm and composed, without a trace of panic at being exposed, nor any anger or fluctuation in emotion:

"I'm sorry for how you feel right now. Although I don't understand why you think I'm plotting against you, I really didn't have that intention."

He paused, his tone still calm, but now carrying an undeniable seriousness:

"However, as a friend of many years, I am willing to make amends for this."