Super God Academy: The Stranger

"Hehe, I'm just kidding. To be this scared, it seems your emotions have recovered quite well."

Just as Qianmu was considering whether to switch back to Ice Heart Mode, which is the emotional state of the Kabbalah civilization, Hexi suddenly dropped her threatening expression and became smiling.

So it was just a test of emotional recovery. Why make it so scary? Qianmu thought to himself, dissatisfied.

I have just recovered emotionally and am currently in a sensitive period. Even the slightest fluctuation could trigger a huge emotional upheaval.

Just like newly healed skin feels more sensitive, Chimu's emotions have been fluctuating quite a bit lately. Those unaware of the situation might think Chimu has a split personality.

"Well, thank you so much, Your Majesty, King Pi..." Qianmu retorted.

Hmm... I might become too outspoken. Qianmu almost blurted out the name "Pipi Xi" just now. If he had said those three words, Qianmu felt that he probably wouldn't have been able to leave this laboratory unscathed. He would have left behind at least a few parts.

"Hmm?" Although Qianmu didn't utter those three words, he still managed to utter the word "skin," which made Hexi raise an eyebrow.

What was this guy calling himself just now?

Qian Mu quickly composed himself, trying not to show any unusual behavior. Pipi Xi was a nickname given to him by netizens from his hometown, and he had never been naughty in front of him.

At the same time, I kept reminding myself to be careful during this period and not to reveal any information that I shouldn't know. I was hoping to appear openly in the known universe.

At the same time, Qianmu also felt that Hexi in front of him had become very attractive to him, and he had an urge to communicate with her properly. Feeling his lecherous heart surging, Qianmu quickly suppressed his fantasies, thinking that it was just a hormonal impulse caused by his sudden emotional experience and seeing a beauty beyond his comprehension.

"Go out, Angel Yan is still waiting for you outside. You don't want to stay here all night, do you?"

After saying that, He Xi smiled slightly, "I have no objection, as long as you don't mind where you're lying."

Qianmu paused for a moment, then instantly realized that this meant he was supposed to lie on the lab table. How could that be? If he was going to lie down, it had to be in a more formal way... Qianmu interrupted his fantasy again.

He quickly bowed and turned to leave He Xi's laboratory. This place was too dangerous for He Xi; he shouldn't come here again.

Seeing Qianmu leave in such a disheveled state, He Xi didn't make any mocking noises, after all, this was all part of her plan.

The purpose was to test whether Qianmu's recovered emotions were normal, and Hexi chose the simplest and most direct option: fear.

This emotion is very important. Being bold is a good thing, but without fear, there is no reverence, and therefore no genuine feeling.

Generally speaking, not being able to follow one's heart means dying young.

However, judging from the result, it was still normal; they learned to be afraid.

Unlike before, when he appeared outwardly obedient but inwardly fearless, the angel didn't want his predetermined future to end before it had fully matured.

Angel Yan stood anxiously outside Tianji Wang Hexi's courtyard. The more she analyzed the situation these past few days, the more she felt that she and Qian Mu were a perfect match.

These past few days, even when I visited Zhixin, I couldn't help but think about how we should talk and communicate next time we meet.

After receiving the message from King Tianji today, he rushed over immediately and stood waiting outside the door. He showed none of the flirtatious and seductive manner he had displayed when he first boldly flirted with Qianmu.

Perhaps this is the nature of female angels—to yearn for a male god, especially one who can match them.

Even an angel like Angel Yan, who once questioned the gene matching system, would find it difficult to truly deny its correctness in her heart.

In particular, the crazy self-help strategies of female angels can sometimes be distorted into the truth, even if they are incorrect.

For example, in the original work, the angel Ruoning continued to hang out with Hua Ye even after retiring, and even supported the restoration of the Heavenly Palace order after the Holy Keisha was taken offline.

There might be elements of resentment towards Angel Yan's ascension to the throne, as well as her own desire for power, but she was already having an affair with Hua Ye before Keisha went offline, so there were absolutely no such factors involved during that short period of time, and it was all done willingly.

"Squeak..."

As the courtyard gate was pushed open, Qianmu immediately saw Angel Yan standing directly opposite the entrance.

With her blonde hair flowing down her shoulders, her features were delicate yet exuded a heroic air.

Today, Angel Yan was not wearing the armor full of scratches and abrasions, but instead wore a plain white ceremonial robe, just like the one on the wallpaper, embroidered with gold patterns, making her look holy and beautiful.

A delicate necklace adorned her pristine white neck, its pendant set with an unidentified green gemstone that shimmered in the sunlight. A matching bracelet graced her wrist.

Fortunately, after being threatened by He Xi, Qian Mu had just forcibly activated the Ice Heart state, which calmed him down.

Otherwise, he might really embarrass himself in front of Angel Yan and show his lecherous side, which would be a huge loss of face.

"Child, have your emotions recovered?"

Seeing that Qianmu's gaze was still not as fiery as expected, Angel Yan couldn't help but frown her beautiful brows. Wasn't it said that she had already succeeded? Why does it feel like there hasn't been much change?

Or is it that the outfit I spent all night carefully selecting is just not attractive?

For a moment, the usually confident Angel Yan began to doubt her own aesthetic sense, and at the same time, she also had some doubts about Qian Mu's aesthetic sense.

"Of course I've recovered, but I've only just recovered and I was threatened by your Heavenly King, so I'm just suppressing it for now."

Hearing Qianmu's answer, Angel Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It was fine as long as there was no problem. At the same time, she still felt a little resentful towards Hexi.

Why scare others when you have nothing better to do? Otherwise, you would be able to see the little boy's true feelings for you.

"That's good. Come with me to the training camp. Then I'll arrange accommodation for you." Angel Yan tossed her hair, grabbed Qian Mu's hand, and walked towards the training camp.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are we going to the training camp for? Do you angels arrange accommodations based on strength? You're really treating people differently based on their strength!" Qianmu was suddenly pulled by Angel Yan, and his body instantly lost its balance, and he could only move in the direction of Angel Yan's force.

"We angels certainly don't discriminate based on who we treat, but we need to understand your strength."

Angel Yan slowed her pace, but still held onto Qian Mu's hand tightly.

"Because your physical level doesn't match the level of super soldiers and gods in the known universe, I need to test your strength."

Angel Yan naturally has requirements for her other half. As a future god, his strength cannot be too far inferior to hers.

I don't have to say I can beat her, but I should at least be able to put up a good fight.

At the same time, it will also make Qianmu understand his position of strength in the universe, and not be arrogant enough to think that he can roam the universe freely just because he has obtained the inheritance of an advanced civilization. Such things have happened before in the known universe, and those who were arrogant have already turned into cosmic dust.

Aren't you keeping this a secret from everyone?

Qian Mu found it strange. Testing his strength was exactly what Qian Mu had expected, or rather, it would have been almost impossible not to test his strength.

But your directness makes all my precautions seem useless.

Qianmu tugged at her arm, but Angel Yan still wouldn't let go, so he said, "Then let go, I can fly by myself."

"No! I'm afraid you'll run away."

Angel Yan's excuse was terrible, but Qian Mu had no choice; he couldn't very well resist with force.

Anyway, it's not like I'm the one being taken advantage of. So be it.