As the King of Gods and the ruler of the Angelic civilization for thirty thousand years, Sacred Kaisa’s thoughts were not something just anyone could fathom.
At the very least, Bai Xuan didn’t have that kind of confidence.
After all, the Xiongbing Company they were dealing with now wasn’t an anime or a fictional work—it was a real world. And their opponents weren’t scriptwriters or directors, but the genuine Angelic civilization.
Holy Guardian, Left Wing: “It does seem that way.”
Angel Yan’s gaze was complicated, but in the end, she had never once thought about sitting on that throne.
Not in the past, and not now.
In her heart, only Sacred Kaisa was worthy of being the Queen of Angels.
Just an Ordinary Group Admin: “In that case, is there still a chance for Yan and Ge Xiaolun?”
Just an Ordinary Group Admin: “After joining the chat group, Yan’s potential should be much higher than Ge Xiaolun’s, right? Will Queen Kaisa still push Yan toward Ge Xiaolun like she did in the memory projection?”
Child of Nature: “That should depend on what Angel Yan herself wants.”
Child of Nature: “After all, she’s the heir now—the future Queen of Angels.”
Child of Nature: “And it’s not like that kind of thing is impossible. Take Zhao Xin, for example. His Dexing Spear is just a product of the second-generation god-making project, which is far behind the potential of Zhixin, who is the Holy Right Wing and a disciple of Tianji King Hexi. Without Zhixin’s help, his future would have been set in stone.”
Child of Nature: “But didn’t Sacred Kaisa still betroth Zhixin to Zhao Xin anyway?”
That said, Angel Yan’s situation was completely different from Zhao Xin and Zhixin’s.
The Angelic civilization wasn’t short on resources to nurture Zhao Xin, but the existence of the chat group meant that Angel Yan’s future achievements would far surpass what the Galaxy Force could ever hope to match.
Sure, they could pour resources into cultivating the Galaxy Force and bring him up to a level that matched Angel Yan’s standing.
But was it really worth spending that many resources?
Instead of investing in the Galaxy Force, wouldn’t it be better to use those resources for the Angelic civilization itself? Or they could just as easily find someone with great potential directly from the chat group.
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “Headache.jpg”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “I thought angels were just some myth when I first saw them—turns out it’s sci-fi.”
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “Honestly, it’s a little terrifying.”
Tony Stark rubbed his temples. As far as he was concerned, the battles in the Xiongbing Company world felt more like scientific warfare—like how Sacred Kaisa and Morgana’s confrontations were basically data-based duels.
It was certainly a lot more scientific than that purple raisin wearing a gauntlet and teaching them lessons with his fists.
The more memory projections he watched from his own world—especially toward the later parts, with magic, Infinity Stones, gods—the more he felt like his world was becoming increasingly unscientific.
Sure, there were intersections between science and the mystical, but… well, maybe his knowledge was just too shallow.
Himouto Umaru: “You’ve already finished watching it all?”
Himouto Umaru: “Shocked.jpg”
That many episodes, and you’ve already gone through them that fast?
That’s definitely not a normal human’s speed.
Lighthouse’s Richest Man: “No, I just skimmed through it quickly at a higher speed.”
Himouto Umaru: “You scared me.jpg”
Boil Daigo into Soup: “I’ve been watching the memory projection from Tendou Souji’s world.”
Boil Daigo into Soup: “How should I put it… after finishing it, my feelings are all mixed up.”
No wonder the guy could say things in the chat group like “Walking the path of heaven, ruling over all”—in the memory projection, his lines just kept coming, one after another.
And his grandmother really knew how to raise a grandson, huh?
The Worst Evil Spirit: “Agreed.jpg”
The Worst Evil Spirit: “I feel like he’s even more impressive than Lord Madara in that regard.”
Electric Shock User: “And he’s the type who doesn’t get swayed by the outside world. To him, it’s not embarrassing at all—he genuinely believes what he says.”
But saying stuff like “I am the center of the world” with a completely straight face… just thinking about it is so cringey!
【Facepalm】
Meanwhile, in the world of Kamen Rider Kabuto.
Tendou Souji had just finished quickly skimming through the memory projection, and his expression was calm.
An ordinary future didn’t interest him in the slightest.
But when it came to his younger sister, he naturally gave it his absolute, unwavering attention.
Nothing was more important than his sister.
Since he’d learned certain things from the memory projection, he was determined to change certain outcomes.
And before Tendou Souji, a middle-aged man had appeared at some unknown point.
Under Tendou’s calm gaze, the man’s body began emitting an eerie glow, and his skin quickly peeled away to reveal the hideous form of a Worm.
As for the original man—he had long since been devoured by the Worm.
This was the tragedy of this world—you could never truly know if the person you spent every day with was still the same person you once knew.
But this era of sorrow was about to end. A new era would be forged by him.
“Grandmother said: As long as I wish it, fate will always be on my side!”
Tendou Souji said calmly, as a red mechanical rhinoceros beetle flew into his hand.
“Now, I hold the future in my hands.”
“Henshin.”
With Tendou Souji and Angel Yan joining the chat group, the group once again became livelier.
Bai Xuan was also delighted by Angel Yan’s arrival.
After politely asking if Angel Yan had some free time, the two of them had a long conversation.
They discussed everything—from the cosmos to civilizations, and finally, to “humanity” itself.
This “humanity” didn’t strictly refer to humans, but to all beings that had attained a certain level of intelligence, possessed their own languages, and built their own civilizations.
If anything, it was more of a learning session than a casual chat.
Bai Xuan had his own philosophies—whether in regard to civilizations or anything else.
But Angel Yan, having been a warrior for over seven thousand years, possessed experience and knowledge that Bai Xuan simply couldn’t match.
After all, Bai Xuan had only recently stepped into the realm of the supernatural. The sum of Earth’s current knowledge was nowhere near that of a top-tier civilization like the Angelic one, which had developed for tens of thousands of years.
The heights they stood at, and the perspectives they viewed things from, were entirely different.
It was like comparing an ordinary person to someone in a position of great power.
During their exchange, Bai Xuan could sense the breadth of Angel Yan’s vision. As the Holy Left Wing and future Queen of Angels, she was far more than just a warrior—she was also a scholar with deep insights into civilizations and other matters.
Even if she hadn’t deliberately studied these topics, her background and position had given her an incredibly solid foundation.
Having spent so much time at Sacred Kaisa’s side, she had naturally absorbed some of the Queen’s influence.
According to Sacred Kaisa’s Just Order, the development of civilizations in the universe should unfold in a peaceful and stable manner. Even if wars occurred, they should be internal conflicts, not external invasions.
The Angels hoped that all civilizations could, in a peaceful environment, achieve breakthroughs over time and ascend to a new level of existence.
In the Xiongbing Company anime, Angel Zhixin once said:
“I cannot allow any civilization to invade and oppress a weaker one right under my nose.”
Clearly, the Glutton civilization’s invasion of Earth violated Sacred Kaisa’s Just Order.
But under the Just Order, the Angels would not directly intervene against the Glutton civilization’s actions—instead, they would leave that choice to Earth.
And the outcome was self-evident: the Earth civilization rejected the Angels’ help.
Of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean Earth’s decision was wrong—it’s a two-sided issue.
