Super God: Give the Demon Queen Trouble Every Day

In the freshman training camp, the angel instructor Qingyu, who was dressed in gorgeous armor and had an unquestionable majesty in his eyes, shouted loudly and gently to the angel who was in a daze not far away.

"Hey, that little angel, stop being in a daze, it's time to gather, we have a lot of important things to do!"

Hearing the shout, Leng came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and then jogged towards the instructor.

At this moment, she still had a vague understanding of all the rules here, but from the slightly fierce expression of the angel who summoned her, she could feel some tension.

Standing in front of the instructor, Leng tried to straighten her back. Although she was still a little uneasy in her heart, she bravely raised her head and looked into the instructor's hazel eyes.

Freshmen like this who are fearless and dare to face challenges are often the most popular with instructors.

After all, if the new little angels all act timid and fearful, it will make people think that they lack courage and fighting spirit.

"Then tell me, what is your name?" the angel instructor asked softly, with a hint of majesty in his tone.

"I... my name is Angel Leng." Leng hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to answer.

"Leng, that's a good name." Angel Qingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully looked at Leng in front of her, and then said, "Looking at you, it seems that you were not a true angel before."

Leng nodded silently, indicating that he agreed with the instructor's statement.

However, she always kept in mind the words Bing had told her at that time - now she had already drawn a clear line with the past and had nothing to do with it anymore.

However, facing the current situation, she really didn't know how to explain the reason to the instructor, so she had no choice but to call on Shi Bing for help.

"Well, actually... an angel named Shi Bing brought me here." Leng answered cautiously.

"Oh? It's actually the Apocalypse King Shi Bing?" Upon hearing this, the angel instructor showed a look of surprise on his face.

Obviously, she was not unfamiliar with the name Shi Bing.

"Uh...it should be the Apocalypse King Shi Bing." Leng responded uncertainly, afraid that he might have said something wrong.

After all, deep down in Leng's heart, he always believed that Shi Bing, who led him here, was not very reliable.

All the way to the Angel Nebula, apart from Shi Bing chattering endlessly about those boring and meaningless trivialities, Leng could hardly detect any words that could be considered crucial.

Not only that, Leng felt more and more that Shi Bing was just a complete nonsense!

Until he was sent to the freshman training camp, Leng still had doubts in his heart: Could it be that Shi Bing really didn't care about his life or death at that time?

He so blatantly left himself at the gate of the freshman training camp and flew away without looking back.

However, when Leng faced the angel instructor standing in front of him, he didn't dare to utter a word of complaint about Shi Bing.

It was only because she keenly observed that the instructor admired the angel named Shi Bing very much.

The group of little angels who were originally standing quietly behind Qingyu suddenly became excited and started whispering to each other after hearing what Leng said.

One of the little angels couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my, it turns out that she was led here by the King of Apocalypse himself!"

Another little angel was full of envy, and said, "How envious of the angels! People like me have never seen the King of Apocalypse!"

Then another little angel interrupted and said, "That's right! I have been here for more than 70 years, but King Apocalypse has never visited our training camp even once, let alone seen his face in person."

"I also want to be sent to the training camp by King Apocalypse himself."

"I want to, too! I want to, too!"

For a moment, the whole scene became extremely noisy, and the little angels talked one after another, expressing their own feelings and comments.

Listening to their conversation calmly, he could not help but wonder: Could it be that these angels were really wrong? The angel named Shi Bing who led him here was very different from the image they described!

She could not connect these words of praise with Shi Bing's image, who was nagging all the way and seemed unreliable.

Instead, Leng began to doubt whether he was talking about the same angel as them.

At this moment, Qingyu, who was standing aside, suddenly heard a noisy chattering sound coming from behind her, and her face instantly became gloomy.

All I heard was a low and majestic shout: "Quiet!"

In an instant, there was complete silence all around.

Qingyu does have a good impression of Shi Bing, who is known as the King of Apocalypse, but this does not mean that she will treat Leng differently or give him special care just because Shi Bing brought Leng here.

In Qingyu's opinion, every angel should win respect and status through her own efforts and strength, rather than relying on the recommendation or background of others.

When she gazed at the little angel in front of her, she noticed the determination revealed in the depths of her eyes, which Qingyu really appreciated.

"Angel Leng, come back to the team." Qingyu said slowly.

"Yes, sir." Although Leng didn't know where she should stand, she still moved to the end of the team very consciously.

However, this created an awkward situation - Qingyu, who was in front, could no longer see Leng's figure.

Qingyu rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and thought to himself: The new arrival Leng seems... a little shorter.

But it's true. Leng looks only about 15 or 16 years old now, and he will grow taller in the future.

"Angel Leng." Qingyu shouted again.

"I'm here," Leng responded quickly.

"Stand at the front of the line." Qingyu instructed.

Leng followed the instructor's instructions and slowly walked from the back of the team to the front. He didn't know until he stood there that he felt like... a little short.

Even the shortest person around him is 1.76 meters tall, and Leng...

Qingyu looked at Leng standing at the front of the team, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

This arrangement not only allows her to see Leng clearly, but also makes it easier to give timely guidance during training.

She knew that every angel had unique strengths and potential, and Leng's indomitable spirit was what she valued.

"For the new Angel Leng," Qingyu's voice echoed over the training ground with unquestionable majesty, "I hope everyone can give her more care and help."

"But remember, this doesn't mean I'm going to be any easier on you in training."

She changed her words and her tone became unusually serious. "You must understand that the strict requirements imposed on you now are all out of responsibility for your future. On the battlefield, there is no sympathy or mercy, only strength."

"I don't want to see any of you lose your life in future battles because of laziness or slacking off during training."

Then Qingyu looked at Angel Leng.

"Angel Leng, do you understand?"

"understand!"