Chapter 158

"That's such a coincidence, we're going the same way." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yun's mouth.

He decided to act according to the judgment of the True-False Divination Machine.

Second Fudia Town... Zhou Yun had lived in the Hive Fudia when he was in Ashford; this sounded like a place where Ashford refugees gathered.

He might be able to meet some old acquaintances there... Zhou Yun's gaze swept over the flax-colored clothes of these Ashfordians.

This color scheme was very, even nine-tenths, familiar.

Is this the opportunity to find the map?

Hearing Zhou Yun say they were going the same way, those Ashfordians clearly relaxed their vigilance.

In their eyes, Zhou Yun had become an ordinary Ashfordian who wanted to hitch a ride.

"You want to hitch a ride?" The leader of this group of Ashfordians asked.

This leader had a face full of vicissitudes, his chin was full of fine stubble, and there was a hideous scar on his face, spreading from his temple to his chin.

Zhou Yun could recognize that the scar was left by a Tyranid blade; judging by the size, it should have been a Hormagaunt.

This leader was very lucky; he hadn't fallen after taking a hit from a Hormagaunt.

Zhou Yun nodded slowly: "I can pay the fare."

The leader clearly hesitated for a moment: "We need to discuss it."

Saying that, the leader turned his head and gathered with his companions to discuss in low voices.

Their voices were very small, but they couldn't hide from Zhou Yun's senses, which had been enhanced by the Kaitou DX suit.

"He seems to be an Ashfordian indeed; the accent is very familiar. The 13th District and the nearby districts all have this accent."

"It's not that I doubt his identity; there are still many people who have prejudices against our faith..."

"Yeah, there's no village in front and no shop behind in the red mist; it would be terrible if a conflict broke out."

"But being away from home... sigh, it's not easy for anyone; let's help if we can."

"Don't forget the teachings of the Bishop to us, don't forget the requirements of the Saint for us... We can temporarily hide our faith; this is to avoid conflict, and the Saint will grant it."

The last sentence made these Ashfordians make up their minds.

The leader raised his head and walked to Zhou Yun's front:

"Get in the car, brother, we have to arrive at Second Fudia Town before nightfall."

"The night in the Baal desert is too dangerous."

Zhou Yun nodded gently and revealed a smile: "Thank you, I will pay the reward..."

The leader waved his hand gently, signaling Zhou Yun not to continue speaking.

He patted Zhou Yun on the back, and while taking Zhou Yun into the car, he said: "We are all Ashfordians."

"Our homeland is gone, but our home won't be... We are all one family, don't say such things."

While speaking, the car started shakily and slowly drove into the red mist that had become thin.

Seeing that these Ashfordians had actually agreed to his hitching a ride so easily, and were even willing to refuse the reward,

Zhou Yun could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said: "The reward I give is very generous."

Hearing this, the leader could not help but laugh out loud; he shook his head and said: "If we don't want it, we don't want it; the unity among Ashfordians is more precious than any reward."

Such a familiar feeling... Zhou Yun's eye corner could not help but twitch slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that none of these Ashfordians had signs of mutation, Zhou Yun would have started to suspect they were Genestealers.

And in Ashford, besides Genestealers, the only other group that was so selfless was...

Hiss, could it be that guy Xiang Xiang Leina? She wouldn't still be unable to forget about engaging in religious superstition, right?

Zhou Yun could not help but reveal a strange expression.

"Danton." While Zhou Yun was thinking, the leader smiled and introduced himself.

When he introduced himself, the scar on his face wrinkled slightly, looking even more hideous.

"Huang Daxiong." Zhou Yun smiled in return, changing Neos to Huang.

In the lower hive, the name Neos had long since become known to everyone under the propaganda of the Genestealer cult.

Zhou Yun didn't want to attract too much attention for the time being.

"Are you a member of the Ark Gang?" Zhou Yun looked at the leader named Danton and asked.

Hearing this, Danton was clearly stunned for a moment, and then immediately revealed a proud expression:

"Brother, your observation is very sharp. I am a former member of the Ark Gang, and I have been on the battlefield with Sect Leader Xiang Xiang Leina, Lord Old One-Eye, and Lord Leman Russ."

He pointed to the scar on his face, as if it were a medal of honor:

"This was left in the lower hive when defending the entrance to the 9th District; that damn Hormagaunt almost killed me."

"Fortunately, Sanguinius, the Emperor, and Saint Do..."

Danton's voice broke for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered that he had to hide his faith, so he hurriedly changed his words and said:

"Fortunately, Sanguinius, the Emperor, and the Saint blessed me, and I survived by luck."

"Brother Danton, you've told this experience hundreds of times."

The Ashfordian who was driving turned his head and joked:

"Brother Huang Daxiong, be careful; he can talk to you for the whole journey."

"I can brag about this for a lifetime, okay!" Danton laughed out loud upon hearing this.

Then he revealed a faint smile, shook his head, and said: "Of course, compared to those true legends and those brothers who died in battle, I am just a small fry."

"I know my skills are not good; it is also for this reason that I chose to come to the Baal system..."

Chose to come to the Baal system? Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yun was slightly stunned.

But before he could think carefully, he saw the Ashfordians in the car start passing water bottles to drink water.

After Danton poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, he handed the water bottle to Zhou Yun.

"Have a sip; we have to cross the desert later, it's too dry."

Zhou Yun nodded gently; he knew that every drop of water on the Baal system was extremely precious.

"Many thanks." Zhou Yun took the water bottle and poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, feeling that his throat, which was a bit dry due to the climate, became more comfortable.

"What are you thanking for? It's just a mouthful of water." Danton chuckled: "When I was on the battlefield with the three lords Xiang Xiang Leina, Leman Russ, and Old One-Eye, I didn't even care about my life..."

"Look, look, he's started again!" The driver who was driving could not help but laugh out loud and said.

There was a burst of laughter in the car.

Listening to everyone's laughter, Danton immediately slapped his thigh: "Then I'll tell you something else."

"I witnessed it with my own eyes." Danton lowered his voice: "I witnessed Lord Leman Russ grow wings with my own eyes."

When he said this, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became serious.

"Danton." The person sitting next to Danton shook his head at him and glanced at Zhou Yun without leaving a trace.

"It's okay, Brother Huang Daxiong is not a bad person."

Danton shook his head, looked at Zhou Yun, and said:

"What I said, brother, doesn't carry anything else; it's just what I saw with my own eyes, don't think too much."

"We are all pious good people, and I believe you are too." "Yeah, yeah." Zhou Yun nodded approvingly.

The winged figure in the white light laughed, as if he thought Zhou Yun's piety was a joke.

"I witnessed Lord Leman Russ grow wings with my own eyes; they were pure white with a hint of blue, so holy and great."

"I saw him flap his wings and fly high with my own eyes, just like Sanguinius in his lifetime, holding a spear condensed from light, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced the Brain Bug and killed the Tyrant..."

Danton's voice could not help but carry some reverence:

"Brother Huang Daxiong, I understood at that time that there must be holiness in Lord Leman Russ."

"The Angel, the Archangel must have been with him at that time."

Following Danton's narration, the others in the car also revealed expressions of reverence.

Only the corner of Zhou Yun's mouth could not help but cross a smile that was awkward but not lacking in cuteness.

Although what Danton said was indeed the truth, hearing it from others, Zhou Yun always felt a bit creepy.

Obviously, some Ashfordians had already begun to worship him as some kind of saint, angel, or even god.

This made Zhou Yun's hair stand on end; he was not a god.

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The winged figure in the white light could not help but shake his head; he seemed to have said something, but Zhou Yun still could not hear it clearly.

His power had not yet recovered to the extent of being able to pass through the barrier between reality and the Warp.

Seeming to notice Zhou Yun's expression, Danton sighed gently and didn't chat about Leman Russ anymore.

As this pieced-together vehicle gradually entered the depths of the desert, the red mist around became thicker.

Even Baal's sun became hazy and blurred, turning into a small, weak dot in the sky.

On the contrary, the Scarlet Scar that spanned the sky, as if it were a scar on the physical universe, became clearer.

Zhou Yun glanced at the Scarlet Scar in the sky, remembering the legend that this scar was slashed by the Blood God's blade...

It lay across the sky, almost dripping blood.

"Brother Huang Daxiong, don't look for too long." Danton reminded hurriedly.

"This place is not like the hive; the sky has no cover, the Scarlet Scar is in full view, and it is also clearer than the Underworld..."

Danton lowered his voice and said:

"If you look for too long, anger will grow in your heart, you will become irritable, and you may even fall into hallucinations and hurt people indiscriminately."

Why do I feel no influence? Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows and didn't say this sentence out loud.

He already had a certain resistance to psychic power; the indirect influence of the Scarlet Scar might not have much effect on him.

If it really had an influence, he could recite the Rogal Dorn Cleansing Mantra a few more times.

The car stopped slowly in the desert, and the driver raised his head to look at the people behind him:

"The car is running very well today; the engine seems very happy and didn't give me any attitude at all."

"But no matter how strong the car is, people can't hold on... Let's all rest for a while, and eat something by the way."

Zhou Yun blinked in confusion, watching the Ashfordians around him nod in agreement.

They could not help but hold their buttocks, standing up from the seats with wails, stretching their bodies.

Danton noticed Zhou Yun's slightly confused eyes and could not help but click his tongue and ask:

"Brother Huang Daxiong? Are you an iron butt? You can sit still with such bumps."

Listening to Danton's words, Zhou Yun suddenly realized.

This car was pieced together after all, and it was actually very bumpy to drive.

But Zhou Yun was really an iron butt; under the fake butt made of body clay was the shock-absorbing metal butt of the Kaitou DX suit...

Thinking of this, he grinned:

"I practiced this by squatting on the toilet before; I can squat on the toilet for ten thousand years now."

Danton could not help but laugh out loud upon hearing this: "You're really something, come down and eat something together."

Zhou Yun flipped off the car, and Danton took out a few pills from his bosom and distributed them to everyone present.

This was medicine to prevent radiation; on most planets with the Scarlet Scar, it was a daily necessity.

If you didn't take this medicine, you would very likely mutate under the dangerous radiation of the Scarlet Scar.

Zhou Yun picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, although he didn't need it.

The Ashfordians began to move food off the car, and Zhou Yun took advantage of their inattention to take out a few portions of Blood Scorpion meat he had brought from the Blood Scorpion Tavern from his four-dimensional pocket, and also took out a bottle of Scarlet Wine brewed by Old One-Eye in the past.

Ashford had already perished in the flames, and Old One-Eye's whereabouts were unknown now; this wine was one less for every bottle drunk.

By the time Danton and the others took the food off the car, Zhou Yun had already pried open the wine bottle.

Danton looked at the scorpion meat and the Scarlet Wine in Zhou Yun's hand with astonishment and confusion.

"Where did you take out so many things from?" Danton could not help but ask.

Zhou Yun smiled, didn't answer his confusion, but brought the Scarlet Wine brewed by Old One-Eye to his front.

"Smell it." Zhou Yun smiled and said.

Danton could not help but take a sniff, and then smelled a stimulating, familiar, and sweet wine smell...

"This is the taste of Ashford." Danton said blankly.

"I brought it out from Ashford." Zhou Yun signaled Danton to take something to hold the wine.

Danton nodded hurriedly and quickly took a few metal cups off the car, wiping them clean carefully.

All the Ashfordians looked at Zhou Yun with expectation as he poured the Scarlet Wine into the cups; the bright red wine bubbled in the cups, churning out a smell that didn't belong to Baal II.

This was wine brewed in Ashford, by Ashfordians, using Ashford's methods and materials.

Zhou Yun handed the cups to every Ashfordian present.

When Danton took the cup, his hand was almost trembling.

"To Ashford."

Zhou Yun touched his cup with him gently and said:

"And to you, to all those who lived and died."

"To Ashford." The Ashfordians around also took the cups one after another and raised them high.

"To Fudia City!" "To the Underworld system!" "To Sect Leader Xiang Xiang Leina!" "To Lord Leman Russ!" "To the warriors of the Cadian and Ark Gang." "To the Blood Angels!"

Danton poured a mouthful of the scarlet, strong wine fiercely; his eye sockets were moist, and he raised the cup in his hand and shouted:

"To Ashford! To Saint Doraemon!"

"Danton!" The Ashfordians sitting next to Danton were shocked, and Danton also immediately realized he had said the wrong thing.

At the moment of hearing the sentence "To Saint Doraemon," the corner of Zhou Yun's mouth could not help but twitch a few times.

Danton's face also brought some embarrassment: "Brother Huang Daxiong, actually we..."

"Hmm?" Before Danton could finish speaking, Zhou Yun could not help but frown.

He turned his head abruptly to look into the thick blood-colored mist behind him; his enhanced vision noticed...

In the churning blood-colored mist, two figures were gradually appearing—those were two robust figures more than two meters tall.

The winged figure in the white light let out a sigh that was almost a wail.

It's that book from yesterday again, gu, continue to recommend.

(End of chapter)