Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Hua Ye's cursing stopped abruptly, like a duck whose neck had been snapped.

The anger, fear, and resentment in his eyes vanished instantly, leaving only emptiness and confusion.

Finally, it completely lost all its brilliance and radiance, like a blank puppet waiting to be programmed with a new program, expressionless, silently floating in mid-air, without a sound.

Death Song Academy has once again returned to its usual, timeless silence.

Only Karl's illusory figure, shrouded in a wide blue robe, remained standing silently, like an ancient statue, awaiting the results of the next experiment, waiting to verify his cold conjectures about the void and ultimate fear.

Chapter 48 Before the Battle

Earth, the Great Gorge, command center.

The air seemed to solidify, pressing down on people's chests and making them feel suffocated.

Only the deep hum of the holographic projector and the regular flashing of the instrument indicator lights proved that time was still flowing.

A massive star map occupied the center of the entire command hall, with blue starlight points slowly rotating, yet it did nothing to alleviate the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.

Dukao stood with his back to the crowd, his posture upright like a pine tree, but his expression was solemn.

On the magnificent interstellar map before him, a blinding, ever-moving crimson dot was relentlessly tearing apart the blue starfield that represented safety.

"The Supreme Command has confirmed that the Taotie civilization has mobilized its entire force."

Dukao's voice was steady, yet carried a metallic, cold quality; every word struck the heart of every soldier in the Super Soldier Squad present.

He turned around, his resolute face etched with stern lines.

"Their king, Shi Xiong, is personally in command. The main fleet is far larger than any of our previous estimates, and has already crossed Pluto's orbit, heading straight for Earth at top speed."

His fingers traced the star map, the red torrent like an ugly scar on a cosmic scale, or like endless moths drawn to a candle flame, except that each "moth" represented destruction and death.

"In seventy-two hours, at most seventy-two hours, their vanguard of assault ships will be at our gates, hovering above our near-Earth orbit."

As the star map zoomed in, the ferocious Taotie flagship's structural diagram came into view, surrounded by countless smaller warships like stars around the moon.

"Previously, they may have been wary of the mysterious fleet led by General Han Xin and hesitated to take any action."

Dukao shook his head heavily, his eyes sharp:

"But now, the situation is completely different. The Grim Reaper Karl behind them has clearly lost patience and issued the final order to kill."

Despite the advanced technological theories and resource allocation brought by Qin Chuan, Earth's civilization embarked on a period of rapid advancement known as the "Black Great Wall," with various new types of warships, weapon platforms, and individual armored vehicles emerging like mushrooms after rain.

But time is ultimately the biggest hurdle.

In a short period of time, facing an attack from an entire astronautical civilization with over ten thousand years of accumulated experience, a complete interstellar combat system, and excellent logistical support, Earth remains at a significant strategic disadvantage.

The capability for large-scale, group-based interstellar direct combat is far from being fully developed.

"In a head-on confrontation, we have no chance of winning."

Dukao's gaze, almost tangible, slowly swept across the young yet resolute faces of Ge Xiaolun, Liu Chuang, Qiangwei, and every other super soldier:

"Therefore, our only chance, our only chance to create a miracle, lies with you, the Super Soldier Company!"

His finger suddenly jabbed at the largest Taotie flagship on the star map, marked as the highest threat level, his fingertip almost piercing through the ship's hull made of light and shadow.

"Decapitation strike! Fully utilize the superior individual combat capabilities of your super soldiers, like the sharpest dagger, to pierce the enemy's heart! Launch a surprise attack on the flagship where the Devourer is located!"

"As long as the Devouring Beast is successfully killed, the Taotie civilization's massive war machine will inevitably fall into chaos and a power vacuum. Its seemingly unstoppable offensive may collapse on its own!"

The plan was bold, crazy, and could even be described as a desperate gamble.

But given the absolute disparity in strength, this is the only path of hope that can be seen, a path that glimmers with a faint light.

The command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were heavy breathing.

Just then, the alloy door of the command center slid open silently.

Qin Chuan and Lena walked in one after the other.

Instantly, all eyes were drawn to it.

Lena looked much more relaxed. Her furrowed brows relaxed, and the gloom and heaviness that had been hidden deep within her due to the potential hostility between her home planet and Earth seemed to have been dispelled.

She nodded slightly to all the gazes directed at her, a faint smile of relief playing on her lips, and quietly returned to the ranks of the Super Soldier Squad, standing beside Qi Lin and Qiang Wei.

Qin Chuan, on the other hand, remained as calm as ever, as still as a bottomless ancient well.

He walked calmly to Dukao's side, his gaze also falling on the breathtaking star map, and said:

"This battle with the Taotie is a necessary trial and test for Earth's civilization to move into deep space and truly become independent. I will not directly intervene."

This statement, far from causing any disappointment or panic, acted like a powerful stimulant, injecting strength into everyone's hearts!

The existence of Qin Chuan itself is an invisible, towering mountain range that can be relied upon, serving as the ultimate source of confidence and defense.

By clearly drawing a line at this moment, he means that he has completely handed over the responsibility and the ultimate victory or defeat to the Earth itself.

This was both a letting go and an unquestionable trust, instantly igniting an even more fervent fighting spirit in the eyes of the Super Soldier Company members!

They must prove that Earth is capable of protecting its home on its own!

The meeting ended, but the somber atmosphere did not dissipate; instead, it transformed into even more urgent action.

Everyone dispersed to make final preparations for the battle.

Ge Xiaolun, Zhao Xin, Cheng Yaowen, and the others quietly found a secluded corner, took out their encrypted communicators, and dialed their home numbers with trembling fingers.

Their voices, sometimes choked with sobs, sometimes feigning ease, were as they gave what might be their last words to their loved ones on the other end of the phone.

Liu Chuang slammed his fist into the alloy wall with a dull thud. His eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit as he roared, "Damn it, come on! Let these alien bastards see how powerful your Chuang-ye... no, 'Great Wall One' is!"

He longed to use this battle to completely erase the past and prove his newfound value.

Rose stood alone for a while, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the figure standing alone by the porthole.

She took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and finally stepped forward.

Rose tried her best to make her expression businesslike, even deliberately adding a touch of indifference, and her voice was a little tense: "Um, I just came to ask if you still need my help to stabilize spacetime?"

She considered it for a moment, then quickly added, "Nothing else, just confirming everything before the battle."

Qin Chuan turned his gaze from the shimmering East China Sea outside the window to Rose, her deep eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts.

He smiled slightly: "Thank you, but it's no longer necessary. I can now maintain spacetime stability on my own."

Rose responded, her face showing no emotion, as if she really was just there to confirm a technical issue.

She nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at her feigned composure, yet even her back seemed slightly tense, how could Qin Chuan not understand the hidden thoughts beneath this girl's arrogant exterior?

He spoke first, his voice gentle: "Rose, wait a moment."

Rose paused in her steps.

"If you have nothing else to say," Qin Chuan said casually, leaning against the porthole, "would you like to chat with me?"

Rose turned around, still maintaining that icy expression, but her eyes flickered slightly: "What do you want to talk about?"

“Let’s talk about Lieyang,” Qin Chuan said. “The matter is basically resolved. The Lieyang civilization is no longer Earth’s enemy, but its most steadfast ally.”

Upon hearing this, Rose couldn't help but let out a genuine smile, as if ice had melted away: "Really? That's wonderful!"

She was genuinely happy, "Now Lena is finally no longer caught in the middle, torn between two options."

The atmosphere had clearly eased considerably.

Rose relaxed her tense shoulders slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then remembered a strange thing that had been bothering her lately:

"Speaking of which, Morgana contacted me a few days ago."

Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly interested but not surprised.

“She’s strange.” Rose frowned, her tone filled with confusion and a sense of unease from the absurdity of the situation. “She actually wants me to take over her position and become the next Demon Queen.”

She shrugged, as if telling a not-so-funny joke:

"Of course I refused without hesitation. But I still can't understand how she could come up with such an absurd idea when we are not related and our positions are even hostile?"

Qin Chuan chuckled softly, seemingly finding it amusing:

“Liang Bing, she probably wants to follow her sister’s example and prepare to ‘retire’. And you, with your time-space genes, are the most suitable successor in her mind.”

Rose suddenly realized, but her face still showed the words "incomprehensible".

The devil's thought process is indeed on a completely different wavelength from that of a normal person.

She opened her mouth, wanting to find more topics to talk about and stay a little longer.

However, a soft sound of footsteps and rustling interrupted her. Several figures were hesitantly pushing and shoving each other as they approached.

It's Su Xiaoli, Rui Mengmeng, and even Qi Lin.

Su Xiaoli blinked her captivating eyes, her gaze shifting between Qin Chuan and Qiangwei, and teased them lightly in her unique, slightly languid and alluring tone:

"Looks like Sister Rose beat me to it!"

Rose's face flushed bright red in an instant, as if her most secret thoughts had been exposed in public.

She abruptly straightened her face, her tone instantly turning icy cold: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm just here to confirm things! You guys talk, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he turned and left quickly, almost hastily and in a panic, leaving behind only a back view that was trying to remain calm.

Su Xiaoli looked in the direction where Qiangwei had gone, and smiled slyly, like a little fox who had successfully pulled off a prank.

Then, she, along with the slightly shy Rui Mengmeng and Qi Lin, who pretended to look out the window at the sea view but whose ears were slightly red, naturally gathered around Qin Chuan.

Their purpose was actually no different from that of the rose.

In this somber moment as the final battle is about to unfold, they instinctively want to get closer to this powerful, mysterious, yet always incredibly reassuring headmaster, the Earth's supreme deity.

Even just a few words can seem to provide courage and peace in the face of war.

Qin Chuan looked at the young and beautiful girls in front of him. Their eyes were filled with a mix of longing for the future, worry about the war, and unwavering determination.

His gaze suddenly became exceptionally gentle, like that of an all-encompassing elder.

He showed no impatience, patiently answering their questions, which were sometimes naive, sometimes anxious, and sometimes whimsical. He used clever and wise words to soothe their tense nerves and give them the most practical encouragement and strong confidence.

In the distance, the blue sea and sky remain unchanged, but the shadow of war has already loomed over the horizon.

At this moment, the nickname "King of Picking Up Girls" that He Xi, far away in the Heavenly Court of Merlo, gave him seemed to be quite well-deserved.