I am a warrior in the Super Seminary

"Sir, how can it be impossible?" The magic princess Morgana was wearing a silk nightgown and lazily lying on the brocade couch. She put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes slightly, and smiled softly, "That bitch Kaisha has been pestering me for a long time. I have been escaping for thousands of years and finally have a moment of leisure. How could I deliberately block the communication?"

This place is naturally the queen's bedroom of Demon Realm No. 1. Morgana is communicating with the god of the underworld, Carl, of the Underworld Song Academy.

Alien races such as the Taotie have launched a full-scale invasion of Blue Star, and communications in the Blue Star sky have been indiscriminately blocked by Demon World No. 1.

Isn't intelligence the key to success in any war? The only difference is whether you are on foot or using technology to transmit messages over long distances.

Can interstellar civilizations do without information communication? Armies need to communicate in real time to coordinate and exert their due combat power.

Even if technology creates powerful soldiers and weapons, if the command chain is lost and they cannot be deployed in time, fighting alone will only cause overlapping firepower and casualties.

In short, wouldn’t untimely coordination lead to multiple firepower competing for credit, and more targets failing to be destroyed in time?

"You are so powerful that I am trembling." Morgana turned sideways and said jokingly, "How dare I go against your wishes."

Even so, Morgana's lips curled up slightly.

Demon World No. 1 no longer needs to waste energy detecting angels, and that energy can be used to activate the jump engine at any time.

No one in the universe dares to compete with the Demon Realm in the use of space, not even Carl who holds the big clock. Morgana is determined to escape anytime and anywhere, and will activate the jump engine to transfer at the slightest movement.

Morgana was on guard against Carl, but also against someone else. She spent most of her energy on monitoring, which inevitably limited her activities. She had been lazing on the bed for several days.

In fact...Morgana did not mention the sorrow of Abang's fall.

The demon world can resurrect people who have records in the dark side, but once the dark side data is cleared, they cannot be resurrected even if there is a backup in the main world.

In the past few days, Morgana was in a good mood and forced her way into Du Qiangwei's communication channel. She ignored her vigilance and disgust, and acted cute to show her goodwill in order to ease her sadness.

"Give me another three days." Morgana slowly stood up and went to the closet to pick out some clothes, saying, "Otherwise, if you ask me to remove the blockade, how can I save my dignity?"

Gods should have their own ways. How could they change clothes like mortals?

Thick purple-black smoke swirled around Morgana, and in an instant, she was wearing a black short skirt and a brown windbreaker. She fiddled with her clothes in front of the floor-length mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and chose a pair of black boots, which matched her black stockings. The whole look was very attractive.

Atuo, who was peeling fruits in the hall, stood up subconsciously when he saw Morgana come in.

The rest of the demons were still busy with their own things, and no one was restrained by Morgana's arrival.

"So." Morgana looked around and said, "From now on, I will be called Liang Bing again."

Atuo wondered why Morgana didn't wear heavy makeup and was dressed quite casually, and his cheeks twitched slightly when he heard that.

Well, the Queen of the Demon Realm started playing the game of changing identities again, and the demons reacted indifferently.

Morgana...oh, now she should be called Liang Bing. This is not the first or second time that she has acted unreliably. Unless she is facing the Holy Kesha or fighting against angels, she has never been reliable.

"Queen." A Tai asked lazily, "Really no action at all?"

Liang Bing glanced at A Tai, thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you want?"

A-Tai replied, "It's okay to spread the demon seeds, right?"

Atuo, who had been in the background, nodded and agreed: "If a war is coming, we need to increase our troops just in case."

Some demons agreed and believed that more troops should be sent.

"So..." Liang Bing nodded indifferently. When she was about to agree, she suddenly smiled nervously and said, "Don't touch Huaxia!"

Atuo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why?"

"First of all, I still need to capture Rose's heart, how can I deepen her hostility towards me!" Liang Bing ignored Atuo's twitching cheek, shrugged helplessly and continued: "Besides, if you don't want to be killed by a nuclear bomb in your sleep, Queen, I don't care. Anyway, Demon World No. 1 is not afraid of nuclear bombs."

The demons were stunned at first, and then either their cheeks twitched as if they had a stroke, or they looked in pain in their crotch.

Not many civilizations know the name of the cosmic taxi, but those who know it dare not provoke it easily.

After all, who wants to die in their sleep!

Black Wind floated to Atuo's side and whispered, "Atuo, the queen favors Qiangwei more, so just accept your fate."

"I love the queen, that's my business." Atuo had accepted the reason for not moving Huaxia, and didn't mind chatting with Heifeng, saying, "Don't always make fun of me about this."

Wu Mo is unaware of Atuo's unrequited love, and often uses this to tease the seemingly serious Atuo, which always makes Atuo very embarrassed.

"But..." Heifeng obviously didn't intend to let Atuo go, and winked and said: "The queen doesn't love you."

"Queen..." Atuo tried his best to control his emotions. He looked at Liang Bing who had stepped into the microwormhole and said with melancholy in his eyes: "If the queen loves me, she will no longer be my queen."

Heifeng originally wanted to continue teasing Atuo, but when he saw his gaze, he opened his mouth but no sound came out.

“A-Tai.” Hei Feng walked up to A-Tai, gently bumped his shoulder, and said, “Would you like to play beast chess?”

“No…” A-Tai instinctively wanted to refuse, but after uttering one word, he paused and changed his words: “It’s not impossible.”

"That's great." Hei Feng was immediately delighted and said joyfully, "Abang has become a dead soul. No one is playing beast chess with me. It's really boring."

At this moment, except for the Demon Queen and the scientific researcher Atai, the rest of the demons still don't know the truth that Abang can't be resurrected...