Material World, Earth.
"Styx Civilization… As the saying goes, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow again with the spring breeze."
Yang Tao, who had returned from the Warp, looked up at the sky, then instructed Iron Golem, "Iron Golem, go to the Styx galaxy and clear it out."
"Yes."
Iron Golem's figure vanished.
Space and time held no meaning for a Titan.
After finishing all of this, Yang Tao looked at Qiangwei and said with a smile, "Qiangwei, now that I have intervened in this world, do you understand what it means to drink poison to quench thirst?"
Qiangwei nodded, but soon a smile appeared on her face as she said, "But I know you don't want to rule Earth…"
"Haha, your mind has finally opened up. You're no longer the naive girl Morgana played with. Enjoy your life. I'll come to settle accounts after you die…"
Why would he rule Earth?
With his personality, he would just be a babysitter, ensuring all humans lived good lives.
In fact, the moment he arrived in this world, he had already won.
He looked at Xiaoyun and asked with a smile, "Now that Earth is safe, you can live in this world under my name."
"God, are you leaving? Can I… can I go with you?"
"No rush… no rush…"
… …
A few days later.
In a small courtyard with a flowing stream, white walls, and dark tiles, a drizzling rain fell from the sky, making crisp sounds as it landed on the roof tiles.
Under the eaves, Yang Tao sat on a lounge chair, playing with a teapot and occasionally taking a sip.
The melodious sound of soft Wu Nong dialect echoed in his ears: 'Green bricks accompany the tile paint, white horse treads new mud…'
"Liang Bing, make your voice a bit softer. Yours is still a bit rough…"
Liang Bing, who was satisfying Yang Tao's strange Hobbies by singing in a suppressed voice, immediately stood up in anger when she heard his request:
"Still rough? I'm practically going to vomit, okay? Why don't you just kill me!"
"That won't do. How can I just kill such a good Angel…"
Just as Liang Bing was about to speak, she saw a figure enter the courtyard with an umbrella. She immediately forgot about Yang Tao, went up to her, and said, "Qiangwei, why are you here?"
"Yang Tao, the Angels have arrived."
"Oh? The Angels have arrived? Angel Yan? Or her left and right guards?"
As soon as he finished speaking, three figures descended from the sky, flapping their wings. The one leading them was none other than the former Angel Yan, now the Queen of Angels. She wore a magnificent robe and a crown on her head.
Under the interference of her power, the rainwater was dispersed and did not fall on her.
She walked step by step towards Yang Tao.
The corners of Yang Tao's mouth curved slightly upwards.
Then he stood up from the lounge chair, looked calmly at Yan, and said indifferently, "What? The new queen is ascending and plans to use me to establish her authority?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Two Angels with eight wings on their backs walked out of the room. They had been taking care of Yang Tao's daily life for the past two days, but that didn't mean they only knew how to take care of his life.
Two longswords made of pure energy appeared in their hands.
"Angel Queen Yan, please mind your words."
Yan looked at her former comrades, who should have died but were now standing beside this man. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"I am here on behalf of the Angel Civilization to discuss…"
Yang Tao directly interrupted Yan, walked out from under the eaves to her side, and looking at Yan's increasingly divine face, he snorted lightly and said, "No discussion. I have no interest in the justice that you Angel Civilization pursues, but I will not stop you from spreading your ideas. You can do whatever you want."
"As long as it doesn't infringe upon my interests, you can develop freely, even research the so-called Void, it doesn't matter. But if you infringe upon my interests, you won't need to come over; my Angels will descend upon you."
"At that time, you can talk to the swords in their hands…"
Then Yang Tao looked up and down at Yan's clothes again, shook his head, and said, "Your outfit is really ugly. It's really not as pretty as a T-shirt and shorts."
"Also, a reminder: you are Yan, not Keisha. After you inherited the so-called throne, your thoughts seem to have become somewhat mottled… Knowledge is knowledge, thought is thought."
"Go on, don't disturb my music."
With that, Yang Tao took the small teapot and returned to the lounge chair, gently rocking it, and softly humming an unclear song.
Yan glanced at Yang Tao, flapped her wings, and directly left Yang Tao's courtyard. She didn't say a single word of nonsense, the reason being very simple.
Karl's main star in the Styx galaxy had disappeared, and the information of Death Karl in the Dark Dimension had also vanished.
All of this happened silently, just like Morgana's ultimate fear theory, except Morgana's ultimate fear had not yet been proven, but the ultimate fear that caused Karl to disappear was lying right there.
After the Angels left, Yang Tao looked at Qiangwei and asked, "How was it?"
"Not bad."
"No destruction, no construction. Although it doesn't sound good, after enduring this hardship, the country might be able to develop even better."
Here's a joke.
Apart from China, other countries in the world were divided into two factions: one faction didn't know what was happening, which were the small third-world countries in Asia, Africa, and Latin America.
For them, the alien invasion didn't hinder their farming and eating at all.
The other kind was the pure decadent faction. In some developed liberal countries in Europe and America, they instantly surrendered in the face of Morgana's 'freedom' rhetoric and powerful military force.
This was very puzzling…
But now that the master was gone, did the remaining fellows want to return to their original state?
Heh heh, a beast released from a cage is not so easily locked up again.
Qiangwei nodded gently, then looked at Liang Bing, asking with a hint of a smile in her eyes, "You keep so many Angels and women around, can your body handle it?"
Hearing this, Yang Tao instantly jumped up from the lounge chair and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I wanted to ask that! What's going on with your world? Why are most of the Xiong Bing Company women? And the logistics are all women too, like Xiaoyun, Qinnu, and your Aunt Lian Feng, and the Angels, oh, and the Liesun Civilization also has a female empress…"
A head peered out from a second-floor window. Leina looked at the situation below and asked, "Hey? Yang Tao, did you call me?"
"No, you just play your game."
"Qiangwei? Why are you here? Wait for me, I'll be right down."
Yang Tao showed a helpless expression and said, "See? Can you blame me? The only male I can name since I came to you is Wei Qi…"
"Wait… Wei Qi…"
Yang Tao turned to Liang Bing and asked, "Are you planning to transform Old Wei Qi into a demon too?"
"Bullshit, you're the demon!"
After Liang Bing witnessed what a demon was in the Warp, she developed some PTSD. As long as someone called her a demon, she would fall into powerless rage.
"Wei Qi? Why would I transform him?"
"Then do you have an engine with the ability to shoot arrows?"
Liang Bing nodded this time.
"Did I… did I mess up Varus, the Arrow of Retribution?"
"Huh? How do you know the name of that engine? I never told anyone after I named it."
Forget it, I'm tired.
No wonder when I saved Wei Qi before, it gave quite a lot of exploration value…
Leina had also completely emerged from her previous shadow, happily running downstairs and embracing Qiangwei with open arms.