Chapter 301
Looking at the suddenly rising price of the "Unicorn," Zhou Yun's expression stiffened suddenly.
1.6 billion! This was his largest single transaction ever, 10 million more expensive than that C'tan shard from the Burner!
"He is actually quite a good god!" Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although he understood that this was Slaanesh's attempt to win him over and show goodwill, Zhou Yun couldn't refuse free money.
He hurriedly looked at the "Unicorn" in his pocket; her body was full of cracks, and she was about to explode in less than six seconds.
Zhou Yun hurriedly cast his consciousness on the last column.
【Sell? Or execute parenting program: Child Behavior Correction Re-education?】
Sell or parent? That is the question.
Zhou Yun had already seen the power of the Fatso Greater Daemon, and although 1.6 billion was a lot, Zhou Yun was now backed by the 500 Worlds of Ultramar, and the first batch of goods alone brought in billions. 1.6 billion seemed less precious than a new Greater Daemon.
A new Greater Daemon cultivated from the Slaanesh avatar? Shizuka? Suneo?
The beauty and love represented by Shizuka are Slaanesh's domain, and the luxury and showing off represented by Suneo are also Slaanesh's domain.
Zhou Yun felt that both were possible.
He calmed his heart and chose to execute the parenting program directly, performing child behavior correction and re-education on the "Unicorn."
I saw the unicorn's body in the four-dimensional pocket suddenly expand, the flesh and blood disintegrated, and the soul, will, and existence within were stripped away layer by layer. The Warp energy from Slaanesh turned into a violent tide in Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.
Pure Warp power rose and fell, being stretched little by little in the four-dimensional pocket, turning into millions of complex lines intertwined and changing in the dark deep space.
Zhou Yun stared at this scene, waiting for the next change.
Then... then there was no then.
Zhou Yun looked at a ball of thread made of Warp energy constantly tangling with each other in the four-dimensional pocket in a daze.
"Parenting Program: Child Behavior Correction Re-education Progress: 36%"
"No more parenting materials can be added."
This is... parenting produced a ball of thread?
Zhou Yun looked at the thread in the four-dimensional pocket with question marks on his face.
He noticed that these threads seemed to be constantly changing in a graceful posture, as if a pair of invisible, highly skilled hands were weaving these threads, weaving them into various postures full of aesthetic feeling.
What exactly was produced?
How come there isn't even a concrete form?
While Zhou Yun was thinking, he suddenly saw a huge shadow covering his body.
Zhou Yun turned back vigilantly, only to see...
Only to see Guilliman's face covered in ice, his hair frozen by the cold of the vacuum, his face flushed red.
Guilliman had previously been attacked by the toxins released by Slaanesh, and now it was clear that he had just overcome the toxins and regained his ability to move.
It can only be said that the Primarch's physical fitness is indeed powerful; it took only a few minutes to resolve the toxins refined by the Slaanesh avatar using its own body.
It's just that the fight between the "Unicorn" and Sanguinius was extremely fast, and the battle had already ended before Guilliman could overcome the toxins.
Looking at Guilliman's frozen face, a bit of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Yun's face.
Because the time was too tight just now and he was too far from Guilliman, Zhou Yun didn't have time to shine the adaptation lamp on him.
Guilliman held his breath and quickly made a few hand signs to Zhou Yun.
But... but Zhou Yun had not received training in sign language and didn't understand what Guilliman was gesturing.
"He said, has the Fulgrim situation been resolved? What exactly happened just now? And can you open an Anywhere Door for him to return to Macragge immediately?"
Sanguinius said softly from the side.
The surrounding air had been consumed, almost becoming a vacuum, but Sanguinius could still make a sound; this was clearly the magical, wonderful psychic power.
Zhou Yun made a gesture, signaling Guilliman to wait a moment.
His old man's record for holding his breath in a vacuum was half an hour; this shouldn't be a big problem for a while.
And Zhou Yun still had something that needed to be solved.
He walked toward the Sublime Avatar who was constantly doing somersaults in the corner of the damaged cabin.
This Sublime Avatar was cursed by Slaanesh and had to do somersaults in place forever.
But even so, the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Yun still carried confusion and bewilderment.
Cegorach's will was in his body, and Cegorach had always been paying attention to the souls of all Harlequins, especially the Unicorn.
That unicorn's soul did not belong to Slaanesh... Zhou Yun snatched the unicorn's soul from Slaanesh's hands, a soul that had been corrupted so deeply...
This made Cegorach shudder.
"I think we can talk about cooperation." The Sublime Avatar said while doing somersaults.
Zhou Yun didn't speak, just reached out and grabbed him.
It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but he couldn't transmit sound in a vacuum environment.
After all, he wasn't very good at psychic stuff; maybe he could ask Rena... forget it, let's ask Sanguinius when he has time.
The Sublime Avatar did a somersault and slipped away from Zhou Yun's fingers.
But Zhou Yun's other hand directly clicked the Time Clock.
The Sublime Avatar and everything around him suddenly became slow.
The Time Clock turned 60,000 times to slow down time.
Can't slow down Slaanesh, can't slow down your Cegorach avatar?
Zhou Yun grabbed the Sublime Avatar and stuffed him into the four-dimensional pocket.
【Item Name: Sublime Avatar】
【Origin: Webway - Black Library】
【Evaluation: A unit responsible for playing Cegorach himself in the Harlequin troupe of the Aeldari. The heavy greasepaint on his face is said to be imitating Cegorach himself, and Cegorach's will will also be attached to him, equivalent to Cegorach's avatar in the human world. It is sweet and cold in nature, and has the effect of treating emotional distress and stagnation of Qi.】
【Production Time: 911. M40】
【Status: Cursed】
【Value: 36,666,666】
【Sell?】
Zhou Yun clicked yes directly.
In the deepest part of the Webway, a place where no detector can find, in the Black Library protected by the Harlequin troupe,
This is the gathering place of all Aeldari knowledge, a shadow of the ancient glory of the Aeldari Empire, a place of knowledge existing in the depths of the dimensional labyrinth, and also the refuge of the Laughing God Cegorach.
The sentinels of the Black Library, who are neither Warp creatures nor purely belonging to the material universe, patrol the library. The crystal classics restrained by chains of light release a faint light like stars.
Those are the classics written by Cegorach. He often plans performances for the Harlequins in front of the classics and listens to the new fun appearing all over the galaxy. Laughter always fills this place.
But in these few minutes, the laughter suddenly disappeared.
Cegorach stopped laughing, and all the Harlequins were separated from Him.
The Clown God floated above the dome, holding a disc used by ancient humans as an information medium in His hand.
The disc was printed with a blue, round, red-nosed figure, a bit funny and a bit cute.
This disc appeared at the door of the Black Library, in front of Cegorach, just when the human Empire manifested and the gods fought.
He didn't know who sent this disc, but unable to resist his curiosity, He finished watching a few episodes of the animation in a few seconds.
It was a good story, telling the story of Doraemon from the 22nd century taking care of a child named Nobita.
Doraemon has many magical items from the 22nd century, such as a telephone booth that can create parallel universes with just one phone call, a creation set used as a toy for elementary school students, and a magic potion that can turn truth into lies... The disc only recorded a few episodes, clearly a small part of the entire animation, but the imagination shown in it still made Cegorach feel fond of it.
That kind of simple fantasy full of beautiful expectations for the future is a feeling the Aeldari have long forgotten.
Of course, what really made Cegorach care was that the items and images that appeared in this animation seemed to have some connection with the existence named Zhou Yun.
Did his magical items really come from the so-called 22nd century?
But the second century of the third millennium of humanity clearly didn't have these things. Through the information in the disc, Cegorach guessed that this should just be a fantasy work that started to appear at the end of the second millennium of humanity.
Just at this time, Cegorach noticed that Zhou Yun had caught the Sublime Avatar He sent out.
But Cegorach was not worried that Zhou Yun would tear up the ticket; His purpose was clearly to use the Harlequin as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Zhou Yun.
Wait, why did he stuff his Sublime Avatar into the four-dimensional pocket on his stomach?
Cegorach felt that his Sublime Avatar disappeared in Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket, seemingly decomposed by something.
But the Sublime Avatar is equivalent to an extension of Cegorach.
He could feel that the soul of the Sublime Avatar neither returned to Him nor went to Slaanesh, but...
But Cegorach only had time to see a glimpse.
Seeing a glimpse through the soul of that Sublime Avatar... seeing that magnificent, unique world of human beautiful fantasy crystals for the future that seemed not to have walked out of Terra yet.
"Welcome to the 22nd century."
A soft voice swept past Cegorach's ears, and then all the scenes disappeared before His eyes.
His connection with the soul of that Sublime Avatar was completely cut off.
But Cegorach confirmed two things in this short moment.
The soul of the Sublime Avatar regained its body, and the world he saw was material, real, and... had no taste of the Warp.
"Holy crap, Asuryan is on Slaanesh's expanded sphincter!"
Cegorach couldn't help but say:
"Is there really a 22nd century?!"
"Achoo!!!"
Zhou Yun couldn't help but sneeze.
In the command room on Macragge, Guilliman, whose face was covered in ice from the vacuum, turned his head to look at Zhou Yun: "Why did you sneeze for me?"
Zhou Yun rubbed his nose; he didn't know why he suddenly sneezed either.
The Chapter serf brought a blanket for Guilliman and draped it over his body that had been frozen in the vacuum. Although this did no harm to the Primarch's body, it was still cold.
"Sylandri Veilwalker escaped."
Guilliman looked at Zhou Yun wrapped in a blanket and said:
"How are you going to track the Black Library?"
Zhou Yun smiled and took out an arm-length mirror from the four-dimensional pocket.
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