Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

Mo He was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to Angel Yan, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "What do you want?"

His voice was low and powerful, revealing a subtle hint of vigilance.

Yan's answer was direct and firm, without any disguise: "We want to establish a just order in this world."

She looked straight into Mo He's eyes, her face full of confidence and determination, like a sharp sword pointing directly to the core of the problem.

Mo He shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of complex emotions: "We are also pursuing justice, but we also respect different voices and respect differences."

He paused, then continued: "You want to establish a just order throughout the world. That is impossible—"

"At least at this stage, this cannot be done." Mo He looked at Yan very affirmatively.

If you want Blue Star to unify its beliefs, it must first be unified into a country or political entity.

But for the current Blue Planet, this is simply impossible to achieve. At most, under the pressure of the Taotie invasion, it may be forced to establish a loose international alliance.

Not to mention, establishing a just order throughout the world.

Moreover, this may not be suitable for Blue Star.

If it is promoted forcefully, it will probably cause great suffering to the people, not to mention that the Blue Planet is already filled with beliefs in demons and the god of death.

Adding to the mix the belief in angels would simply add fuel to the fire and make matters even more chaotic.

At that time, it is possible that the war between angels and demons will really break out on Blue Planet.

Angel Yan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a chuckle: "If that's the case, then there's nothing to talk about."

Mo He looked at Angel Yan. Her attitude was firm, like an indestructible wall.

He gritted his teeth, and finally, he decided to show his hand and said, "We allow angels to spread the faith of justice here, but it must be freedom of belief!"

Angel Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, she turned her head, glanced at Mo He, and then remained silent for a while.

There was a hint of thought in her eyes, as if she was weighing the feasibility of this proposal.

"This is an interesting idea. You can consider it." There was a hint of playfulness in her voice, as if she was testing Mo He's reaction.

Hearing this, Mo He was delighted, it seemed there was still hope.

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

Then, Angel Yan added: "But you must first demonstrate your potential and survive the next storm."

There was a hint of seriousness in her voice, as well as a hint of anticipation.

Having said that, Angel Yan looked up at the sky as if hinting at something.

There was a hint of meaning in her eyes, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Mo He nodded. He understood that there was something else behind Tian Shi Yan’s words, and it was probably referring to the Tianhe Battle.

He felt a little nervous, but also a little expectant.

Of course, in addition to this, Mo He guessed that Yan might have already known something about Taotie.

Mo He was hesitating whether or not to ask her for the details.

But doing so would give her the opportunity to make demands.

After thinking about it, Mo He chose to pretend not to understand, and firmly assured: "Then we will wait and see."

There was a hint of determination and expectation in his voice.

Yan heard this, took a look and smiled slightly.

"cheers!"

The two of them clinked their glasses lightly and drank it all in one gulp.

After a moment, Angel Yan seemed to remember something important, and her eyes suddenly became serious.

"By the way, the genetic foundation of the galactic power contains the genes of us angels." Angel Yan reminded, with a hint of mystery in her voice.

Mo He pretended to be surprised, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Oh, really?"

Then he asked again: "How do we activate this power?"

Angel Yan showed a sly smile, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "True love, hormones!"

Mo He laughed, with a hint of relief in his voice: "Hahaha, isn't that easy to handle?"

Angel Yan just smiled without explaining. There was a hint of mystery in her eyes: "You can try."

Mo He expressed his gratitude sincerely: "Thank you!"

Although Yan did not explain the specific method of opening it, Mo He certainly knew how to go about it.

Angel Yan looked at Mo He, her eyes full of interest: "Kid, I think you are quite interesting."

There was a hint of appreciation in her voice, as well as a hint of curiosity.

Mo He laughed and replied half-jokingly: "Ah, haha, really?"

Angel Yan immediately covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell: "Maybe you will be the next Galaxy Power."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice, as well as a hint of anticipation.

These words made Mo He a little frightened, and he once suspected that Angel Yan knew some secret.

But he still pretended to be calm, took a sip of wine, and said, "Thank you."

Angel Yan refused to give in and kept staring at Mo He, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

She took a sip of wine, then leaned out half of her body, closer to Mohe, her voice low and full of temptation: "Who are you?"

The two were so close that Mo He could smell the faint fragrance on her.

Mo He was startled, but soon regained his composure.

He laughed and joked, “Man, hahahaha!”

There was a hint of relief and a hint of concealment in his laughter.

But Angel Yan was serious, her eyes were full of seriousness: "No, you are very mysterious, I can't see through you, there seems to be a smell of emptiness about you."

There was a hint of doubt and curiosity in her voice, and her eyes seemed to see through the ink river.

When these words came out, Mo He's heart was shocked, as if the world was turning upside down.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

There was a hint of determination in his voice: "Are you kidding? I was born and raised in China."

Angel Yan stared into Mo He's eyes, her eyes full of inquiry, and asked with a smile: "Then what are you afraid of? I just said it seems."

Mo He rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "You're getting more and more exaggerated. Are you drunk? I'll get you a bottle of water to sober you up."

After saying that, Mo He stood up and left, going into the room to get some wine. His back seemed a little hurried, as if he was avoiding something.

Angel Yan looked at Mo He's back, her eyes full of thought and a meaningful smile on her face.

How could a super soldier be drunk? Mo He's lame excuse seemed more like he was covering up some secret.

For a moment, Yan became even more curious about Mo He.