Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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“We don’t have the final say in the teacher’s class,” He Xi replied directly. “Besides, Keisha, do you really care about that backward pre-nuclear civilization? What you care about are rules and order. But now, the teacher has brought new rules. If we don’t want to be eliminated, we must learn them faster than others. Even if… we have to use some less-than-honorable means.”

Keisha remained silent for a long time. Finally, she rose from her throne, turned and left, leaving only her back view.

"The energy core of Skyblade 7 is somewhat unstable. Take some people to inspect it. I need to go into seclusion to contemplate the future of angels."

This is tacit consent.

He Xi watched Keisha's disappearing figure and let out a soft breath. She connected to an encrypted communication channel; on the other end was churning darkness and a stream of data.

"Death God Karl, I think we can talk about that suggestion regarding classroom interaction."

----split line----

Demon wings.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Morgana twisted an alloy wine glass into a pretzel in frustration. "What the hell is this piece of junk?! My Demon One is almost burned out, and it can't even decipher a single punctuation mark!"

Before her lay that "textbook." She attempted to find a shortcut through data intrusion, as if hacking into a sacred treasure trove of knowledge, nearly causing her entire database to crash. This knowledge had no "backdoor"; it was an impenetrable wall in itself.

"Your Majesty, what... what do we do?" Ato asked cautiously. "On Earth, the Great Gorge is almost at its limit. Those red Honkai Beasts are more than ten times stronger than before."

"If I can't hold on, I'll just die! What's it to me!" Morgana cursed, but she was more anxious than anyone else.

The Earth is doomed, and she or that bitch Keisha will be next. No, we can't just sit here and wait to die.

Just then, a communication request that only she could receive popped up, originating from... Death Song Academy.

Morgana paused for a moment, then gave a playful smile.

"Oh, even this pervert can't sit still anymore?" She answered the call.

Carl's gentle face appeared on the screen: "Liang Bing, long time no see. I think you're facing the same problem as me now."

"Spit it out!" Morgana said irritably.

“I have a plan,” Carl said without beating around the bush. “We can find someone to test the proctors for us.”

"Who? Are you going?"

"No, someone we all know very well. Hua Ye."

Morgana's eyes lit up instantly. She, Karl, and that bitch Keisha were all thinking the same thing!

"That old lecher?" Morgana stroked her chin, laughing like a female hooligan. "What can he do? Send him to those monsters to die? That's too low-level."

“I will provide him with the latest black hole engine based on void theory. Its destructive power is enough to threaten a fourth-generation god body.” Karl threw out the bait.

Morgana immediately understood Karl's sinister intentions.

He's using Hua Ye's life to test the effectiveness of the black hole engine against Honkai energy. This is both testing the "examiner" and using Hua Ye as a live experiment!

"You're ruthless, Karl," Morgana clicked her tongue in amazement. "But I like it! Do you think that bitch Keisha would agree?"

“Tianji Wang Hexi just contacted me. Angels need some internal system maintenance,” Karl said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" Morgana burst into laughter. "Good! Good! Good! These hypocrites! Fine, I agree! I'll have my demon legion clear a green passage for them to Earth. But I have one condition."

"You said."

"After this is done, you have to make a copy of the black hole engine data for me too!"

"make a deal."

Communication is interrupted.

Three top civilizations that had been battling for tens of thousands of years in the known universe achieved such efficient and tacit cooperation for the first time in the "teacher's" classroom.

They tacitly agreed to all turn their attention to that forgotten, abandoned king in a corner of the universe.

They all tacitly agreed not to mention the name of the person who gave them this "tacit understanding" throughout the entire plan.

It was as if if I said it out loud, I would be grabbed by the "teacher" who was having hotpot in the villa and asked him a question in class.

Meanwhile, in the seaside villa.

Zhou Ye let out a burp and finished the last piece of tripe. On the screen in front of him, a split-screen video was playing an "online meeting" between Death Song Academy, Angel Nebula, and Demon Wings.

"Sir, they..." Feng Shayan stared in disbelief, "They're... trying to conspire to harm Hua Ye?"

"No." Zhou Ye wiped his mouth and corrected, "They are using their actions to answer the first thought-provoking question I posed: When survival becomes the sole purpose, how much value do so-called justice, evil, and truth still have?"

He picked up the Coke, took a sip, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Look, didn't they answer very well? They've all become good students who proactively prepare for the exam and know how to work as a team."

Looking at the gentleman's harmless face, Feng Shayan felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet.

This isn't a teacher; this is clearly a Gu worm breeder who enjoys observing the Gu worms fighting each other.

Chapter 427 The Old Dream of the Deposed King's Restoration

At the edge of the universe, a desolate star field forgotten by mainstream civilization.

Here, there is no stellar brilliance, only cold stardust and the ruins of dilapidated warships. Inside a colossal throne ship, outwardly ostentatious and entirely gilded, yet long since rusted, scenes of extravagance and decadence are unfolding.

"My king! Have another one!"

A tall, handsome male angel, but with eyes filled with tyranny and lust, placed a cup filled with purple wine on the throne.

On the throne, a man of equal handsomeness, but with a more sinister air, reclined lazily. He was none other than Hua Ye, the former King of Angels.

"Drink, drink..." Hua Ye took the wine glass, downed it in one gulp, and casually threw the expensive glass on the ground with a crisp sound. He pulled a scantily clad female angel close to him and kissed her hard on the cheek, drawing laughter from a group of male angels around them, the "scum" banished by Keisha.

"My lord, when are we going to march back to Angel Nebula?" a young scumbag couldn't help but ask. "The brothers can't wait! Just thinking about how all those girls are now with that bitch Keisha makes me..."

"What's the rush!" Hua Ye waved his hand impatiently. "That bitch Keisha is now the Queen of the Gods. She has the Heavenly Blade Judgment under her command. How can we fight her?"

Despite this, a deep sense of resentment and bitterness flashed in his eyes.

He constantly fantasized about one day returning to the Angel Nebula, trampling Keisha underfoot, and reclaiming everything that was rightfully his: power, status, and... the most beautiful woman in the entire universe.

He wanted to return to being the absolute ruler of the Heavenly Palace, able to do as he pleased.

Just as he was immersed in his fantasy of restoration, the lights in the entire hall suddenly went out without warning.

A cold, deathly aura descended from nowhere.

"Who?!" Hua Ye suddenly sat up straight on the throne, and the scum around him also drew their weapons and looked around warily.

In the center of the hall, a dark stream of data began to converge, eventually forming a blurry humanoid projection.

“It’s me, Karl.” A gentle, yet emotionless voice came from the projection.

"Death God Karl?" Hua Ye was stunned, then a look of disdain appeared on his face. "You freak hiding in the gutter, what do you want from me? Have you figured it out and want to pledge your allegiance to me?"

Karl's projection showed no anger, remaining calm: "King Huaye, I am not here to pledge allegiance to you. I am here to give you a chance. A chance... to reclaim the throne."

"Huh?" Hua Ye seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "You? You can't even handle that crazy woman Morgana, and you want to help me?"

“I can’t do it alone,” Karl said slowly. “But what if I could provide you with a power strong enough to destroy a fourth-generation divine body? What if Morgana were willing to make way for you? What if Keisha… is too busy to attend to you for some special reason?”

Every "if" from Carl struck Hua Ye's heart like a heavy hammer.

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

"You...you're telling the truth?" Hua Ye's voice trembled slightly.

“I never joke.” A complex energy model appeared in Karl’s projected hand. “This is my latest research result, which I call the Black Hole Engine. It can warp spacetime and create miniature black holes. Theoretically, its maximum power is enough to threaten the sacred body of Holy Keisha.”

Hua-Ye's eyes were instantly drawn to the model. He could sense a terrifying power within it that he had never seen before, a power that sent chills down his spine.

"You... what do you want?" Hua Ye suppressed his overwhelming joy. He knew that Karl would never give away such a generous gift for no reason.

“I need you to do me a small favor,” Karl said casually. “Go to a place and clean up some…experimental materials.”

"Where? What material?"

"Earth. A backward pre-nuclear civilization," Karl said casually. "Some interesting bio-weapons have appeared there, hindering my research. I need you to go and eliminate them all. In return, this black hole engine, as well as an entire fleet of void weapon upgrades, will be yours."

He deliberately concealed the true information about the Honkai Beasts, only describing them as "biological weapons".

"Earth?" Hua Ye frowned. He remembered this place; it seemed to be something created by the remnants of the Deno star system.

"Is it really that simple?" Hua Ye was somewhat skeptical.

“It’s that simple,” Karl affirmed. “Morgana’s demonic legions will clear a clear path for you. As for Keisha, as far as I know, her space-based systems have recently encountered some problems and are undergoing emergency maintenance. This is your only chance, King Hua Ye.”

Karl's voice was full of seduction.

The only... chance!

These four words, like a bolt of lightning, cleaved through all of Hua Ye's doubts.

The ambition that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years erupted like a volcano.

He could almost see himself piloting the invincible black hole engine, crushing Keisha's Heavenly Blade Judgment, reclaiming the throne of the Heavenly Palace, and the entire universe trembling beneath his feet.

"Fine! I agree!" Hua Ye suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming with greed and madness. "It's just cleaning up some bugs, right? Tell me, when are we leaving!"

"Now," Karl's projection faded, "your fleet is already undergoing upgrades and modifications. May you... prosper in battle, King Hua Ye."

The projection disappeared, and the lights in the main hall returned to normal.

The Fallen Ones looked at each other, still reeling from the sudden turn of events.

"Your Majesty...are we really going?" one of the older scumbags asked with some concern. "That Karl doesn't seem like a good person."

"Nonsense!" Hua Ye kicked him away and roared triumphantly, "Can good people help us reclaim the throne? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Issue my order: assemble the entire army! We will let the whole universe know that I, Hua Ye, have returned!"

"Wang Weiwu!"

"Long live the Heavenly Palace!"

The abandoned king's fleet, silent for tens of thousands of years, erupted in thunderous cheers at this moment. They seemed to have already seen the dawn of victory, unaware that they were about to step onto a red carpet to hell, carefully laid out by the "good students."

----split line----

Inside the restaurant of a sea-view villa.

Zhou Ye changed into a refreshing set of beach shorts and a floral shirt, and was leisurely using the Herrscher of Reason's abilities to assemble a brand new, limited edition Gundam model for himself.

Feng Shayan sat to the side, looking at Hua Ye's smug and foolish appearance on the screen, her expression complicated.

"Sir, are you just going to watch them go to their deaths?" she couldn't help but ask.