From Godhood to the Heavens

A figure appeared in the closed room, wearing gold and silver armor, with white wings hanging down his back, golden hair fluttering slightly, and silver boots stepping on the ground.

A smile played on her lips, her delicate nose twitched slightly, and a soft voice came from Angel Yan's mouth: "The strong masculine scent is really unsettling!"

His gaze fell on several backpacks piled in a corner, and his eyes instantly flashed with white light as he activated his Eye of Insight.

"The amazing space folding technology, folding and dividing, then folding and dividing again, is very interesting, and it still cannot completely offset the effect of the weight of the item."

It seems more like this characteristic was intentionally preserved. Strange, how is it determined that the same item can be folded? Some can, but others cannot?

Perhaps His Highness He Xi would be interested!

She said she would be interested, but Angel Yan didn't move her backpack at all, as if she were calm and devoid of any emotion.

"Hey, interesting little guy, is someone else here?"

The moment the words left her lips, Angel Yan had vanished.

Then the space inside the room fluctuated, and a young woman wearing a plaid fitted shirt and with a head of wine-red hair flowing freely walked out of the space.

He glanced inside, frowned, and rested two long, slender fingers on his temples, saying with slight displeasure, "Are you sure he hasn't left the room since he entered?"

"The surveillance footage shows yes!"

"Then can you tell me where he is?"

"There has been no feedback from the Deno 3. I'm sorry, I cannot answer your question!"

"Tch!" Rose shook her head, somewhat speechless.

"Rose, be careful. Your reckless entry into someone else's private space could easily provoke hostility."

Before confirming the other party's identity and intentions, especially given the turbulent times, we must not make enemies unnecessarily!

Dukao observed everything Rose did from Deno 3, and his brows remained furrowed. Seeing her sit on the bed without a care in the world, he couldn't help but lecture her.

"Stop lecturing me, or you can find someone else, or just shut up!" Rose frowned deeply, Dukao's words making her feel a surge of anger.

“You… if A-Jie didn’t have other things to do, do you think I would have let you…” Dukao said angrily.

"Alright, stop talking to me about this!" Rose interrupted directly.

"I think your mother really spoiled you!"

"That's enough. You should reflect on the problem from its source," Rose retorted without any politeness.

The conflict between the father and daughter has a long history, and it's hard to know where to begin. They always end up arguing after just a few words.

"Rose, all these years your father has done for the cause of the motherland, and I can only say that he has let you down. But I hope you can understand that the country is indeed at a critical moment of survival. Aliens and spaceships are like a sword hanging over our heads, which could fall at any time."

This is definitely not the time to be stubborn. Once the mission is complete, I'll give you and your daughter a day off so we can talk things out and avoid any misunderstandings.

To put it bluntly, the battlefield is fraught with danger, and death could be a constant threat...

Old Huang's weathered yet steady voice drifted over, and the anger that had been stirred up in Rose gradually subsided. She quietly stood up, walked to the table by the window, sat down, put her arm on the table, lifted her pretty face, and stared blankly out the window.

Angel Yan, taking in the scene before her, smiled, as if watching a captivating movie.

Her fingers tapped on her fair, jade-like arm, her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, and she thought to herself, "It seems that Earth is not entirely ignorant. But then again, with the Super God Academy and the technology left behind by the Deno descendants, it's only natural that they know something."

Time passed quietly. After an unknown amount of time, a spatial portal suddenly appeared out of thin air, and one level 3 backpack after another was thrown out. The moment they landed on the ground, Angel Yan and Rose turned their heads at the same time.

Rose stood up abruptly, looking at the blue-glowing spatial gate with a look of shock in her eyes.

She was completely unaware of the spatial fluctuations and impulsive leaps, which was truly terrifying.

She is the Rose of Time and Space, time and space are her domain. Someone opened a portal in front of her, and she didn't realize it until her backpack hit the ground.

Absolutely terrifying!

Upon returning, Fang Ping stepped out of the Gate of All Heavens and saw a figure with long, wine-red hair by the window. He was initially taken aback and slightly panicked, but quickly calmed down.

He didn't want to face the Super God Academy too early because he felt he couldn't fight them on equal terms. He always wanted to face the worst possible outcome, fearing that if things turned sour, he wouldn't have the ability to destroy them or protect himself.

That's why I feel apprehensive. But now, the portals equipped in the elite template can be pried open at any time to escape through the gates of the heavens.

They already have the ability to protect themselves, but the Super Soldier Corps hasn't been formed yet to annihilate the enemy. As a single sniper, they can't kill those few with super genes.

But who else dares to show their face? Once the Battle of Tianhe arrives and we obtain the God-Slaying Martial Arts, we won't need to be afraid of anyone else.

Moreover, he had long known that he would inevitably face the Super God Academy. From the moment he appeared in this world, whether it was angels, demons, the Grim Reaper, or even the Earth's officials, as long as they paid attention, they could easily expose him through information from the dark dimension.

So I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. I had only just shown my face when my information was discovered.

I don't know if it came from Liu Chuang or was discovered by Deno 3.

But it didn't matter anymore. Fang Ping walked straight to the window and looked out. He didn't see any tanks or cannons, nor did he feel any sense of danger of being targeted.

He gained a lot from this game, not only acquiring a large amount of supplies and killing 13 enemies, but also successfully winning the game.

The special forces template has also become more powerful, with heightened senses, as if it has awakened a sense of crisis.

A gun lock and malice can be detected instantly, and it's like opening a minimap; you can even detect breathing and footsteps in the next room.

Therefore, Rose came alone.

There were no signs of damage to the door lock, and the hair hidden on the cup placed on the doorknob was still in its original position.

I jumped directly through the wormhole into my room, and my backpack was placed in the same spot as when I left.

It was a little impolite, but not too much.

Fang Ping felt a little better, so he ignored the backpacks piled on the ground, walked to the opposite side of the rose, and sat down.

"It seems a bit impolite to just walk into a strange man's room!"