Chapter 319: Slaanesh is laughing very happily (Seventy-seven praises to the Nurgle!)

Zhou Yun looked silently at the skulls Cegorach had placed in front of him.

From Imperial humans to Aeldari, from Aeldari to various demi-humans.

"According to the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Humanity's instructions, Aeldari are obviously also a kind of demi-human!" Cegorach said with a grin in Zhou Yun's ear.

Zhou Yun looked at Cegorach in horror.

When the Aeldari were fighting the Old Ones in space, the ancestors of humans were still *Kenyapithecus*—they were still millions of years away from *Australopithecus*.

What, you Aeldari are also descendants of Earth's apes?

"You Aeldari have three deoxyribonucleic acid sequences, we humans have double-helix sequences; genetically speaking..." Zhou Yun instinctively retorted.

"You want to talk about genes?" Cegorach couldn't help but giggle when he heard this: "There are two Big Mac bananas preserved in a stasis field in the Black Library; they are delicious, and they have 60% similarity to the genetic sequence of ancient *Homo sapiens*."

"You humans were too active during the Golden Age; that little gene modification was one more active than the other; some of the genetic basis wasn't even DNA, and even the ancestors of the Aeldari Haemonculi went to study with humans back then."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but rub his eyebrows; although there were exaggerations and jokes in Cegorach's words, most of them were indeed facts.

Humans in the Golden Age were too active, and they developed wildly in various technologies, especially genetic technology.

This made it so that even the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, who was a geneticist, couldn't distinguish whether a population was human at the genetic level.

He could only simply judge whether it was a branch of the human species tree through the human skull. After all, the genetic modification of human races in the Golden Age was based on humans themselves as a template; the ancient *Homo sapiens* traces were easier to preserve on the skull. The lighter the modification, the more might be preserved; the heavier the modification, the less might be preserved.

Although this method of judgment was full of flaws and had a bit of a "phrenology" style of earthy pseudo-science, it was at least practical for the Human Empire during the Great Crusade.

But he didn't expect that one day the arrogant Aeldari would be discovered by Cegorach, this guy, and claim that they were a subspecies of humans, a demi-human on the same level as an Ogryn.

The human skull and the Aeldari skull were inexplicably similar, although their composition and the structure inside the skull were completely different, but at first glance they really looked about the same, making people couldn't help but suspect whether there was some kind of kinship between Aeldari and humans.

But the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang probably didn't expect that one day the high-and-mighty Aeldari would claim to be a subspecies of humans.

"Can you really not show some face for the sake of the Aeldari's past glory?" Zhou Yun asked with his cheeks tightened and his eyes twitching.

"I'm a clown; what face do I need?"

Cegorach said indifferently:

"And I, Cegorach, have long discovered the secret to the Aeldari's rise in my millions of years of god-life."

"That is to hug a big thigh, lean on a big tree!"

"The first fortune our Aeldari made was hugging the Old Ones' thigh; after the Old Ones exploded gold coins and the Necrons fell asleep, the Aeldari truly began to rise."

"For a long time afterward, the Aeldari relied on the remnants of the Old Ones and the protection of the pantheon to develop; when the pantheon was isolated and the Aeldari had no thighs at all, they destroyed themselves."

Zhou Yun looked at Cegorach attacking his own race with a face full of speechlessness.

Had the Aeldari reached the point where even their only remaining racial god despised them?

"And the current Aeldari have long lost the hope of rising independently again; even if it weren't for the Human Empire blocking bullets in front, Chaos would have long ago swallowed the Aeldari alive."

Cegorach ignored Zhou Yun's expression and continued:

"I, the clown, don't have high requirements; as long as the Aeldari can continue, it's nothing to be a subspecies of humans; I think the treatment of Ratlings is quite good."

"Those little guys in the Ynnari are considered the more normal ones among the Aeldari branches; they are a pretty good part, so you should just accept them."

Zhou Yun's expression sank slightly.

Cegorach was indeed right; the Ynnari were considered a collection of rare normal people among the Aeldari, although they were picking the tall ones among the short ones, the brains of the entire Aeldari race were only slightly more normal in the Ynnari.

Plus the agreement he had signed with Cegorach before...

Zhou Yun rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Fine, at least what you're stuffing me with isn't Commorragh."

It was just that it was easy to talk to Sanguinius on the Empire's side, and Guilliman would probably agree based on practicality, but... I don't know what the one sitting on the Golden Throne would think.

"I will settle the account with Commorragh myself." Cegorach suddenly stopped giggling; His tone was a bit low: "If you help me look after those little guys in the Ynnari, I, Cegorach, will only have gratitude."

Zhou Yun looked at Cegorach with some surprise; it was the first time he had seen Cegorach show disgust and anger so undisguisedly.

That part of the Aeldari who directly promoted the fall and destruction of the Aeldari back then, and their descendants, were now lurking in Commorragh; no wonder Cegorach said he wanted to settle the account himself.

After entrusting Cegorach to make something, Zhou Yun left the Black Library through the Any-Door.

Cegorach breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally fooled Zhou Yun.

He felt a little confused; why was the process of Zhou Yun absorbing Ynnead so smooth? The impact produced after Ynnead dissolved in his body was actually so small?

Could it be that Zhou Yun's essence was too huge?

What kind of existence was he?

And what was going on with that 22nd century? Cegorach still had many confusions in his heart... Huh? Why is it a bit hot in the Black Library?

His expression twitched violently, and he looked at the outside of the Webway where the Black Library was located with a bad face.

A cold yet scorching, empty yet bright, pitch-black yet golden sun was hanging high in the Warp near the Webway where the Black Library was located.

It burned fiercely, and those daemons and other existences wandering near the Black Library, trying to find this Aeldari treasure house of wisdom, let out horrified wails.

They were burned to ashes by the scorching light of the star before they could escape.

The Four Gods in the Empyrean couldn't help but cast their gazes with curiosity, curious about which unlucky guy had provoked this great master again.

Near the Black Library? That clown? How did He provoke the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Humanity?

Tzeentch let out a giggling sound, and constant curiosity came from his changing eyes.

Nurgle was stirring the soup pot full of crying sounds while watching this scene with great interest.

Khorne looked forward to the outbreak of a bloody battle.

Only Slaanesh, who knew everything, couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh loudly on his bed.

That damn clown has today too?

Cegorach shivered, shrinking in the corner of the Black Library.

Although even the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Humanity couldn't enter the Black Library, such a big cold and dead sun hanging at his door made Cegorach feel fear instinctively.

And this thing was blocking the door, so Cegorach's Harlequins didn't dare to leave the Black Library for a while.

"Clown God above, when will He leave?" a Harlequin said with a trembling body.

"How would I know? Don't you know how persistent and awkward He is?" Cegorach scolded the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Humanity for being stingy in his heart while shivering and looking at the star outside the window.

Isn't it just pulling Zhou Yun over to work part-time as the Aeldari god of death? Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?

"What should we do? Cegorach seems to be useless again!"

"This way we can't even get out of the Black Library; it's too boring."

"Hey! I have an idea; our Aeldari gods are not just one anymore; let's pray to Doraemon!"

"That's right! That's right!"

Tigurius's body exuded a thick Warp aura, cold and dull, and some kind of energy from the Empyrean seemed to be squirming under his skin; the whole person looked like he was wrapped in the shadows of the Warp.

The chapter servants nearby moved away from Tigurius with horror.

Xiang Xiang Leina also felt fear instinctively; Mephiston looked at Tigurius's performance and couldn't help but nod.

Zhou Yun looked strange.

It hadn't been long since they last met; why were the psychic manifestations on Tigurius so obvious? He looked even more gloomy and weird than Mephiston; was the mental torture of processing the history of the Second Empire so great?

Only Guilliman seemed to have noticed nothing, just frowning and looking at the scene next to Tigurius.

The Visarch and Yvraine were kneeling devoutly at Zhou Yun's feet.

"Praise! Great Aeldari Death God, noble Doraemon!"

!

"You have finally returned to the pantheon."

Zhou Yun's expression first had an uncontrollable twitch.

Ynnead was swallowed by him, and everything of Him in the Aeldari fate was covered by Zhou Yun.

At least in the eyes of the Aeldari, Zhou Yun was equivalent to Ynnead.

"Do you still remember Ynnead?" Zhou Yun asked tentatively.

"Of course I remember; Ynnead is a part of you." Yvraine responded devoutly.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyebrows.

After swallowing Ynnead, he not only had control over the Ynnari but also had a certain degree of control over the humans who believed in him.

He could feel the thoughts in the hearts of his believers to a certain extent.

Xiang Xiang Leina wanted to refute Yvraine's words about Doraemon being the Aeldari god of death, but she didn't organize complete words for a while.

"... What exactly is this?"

Guilliman made a strange gesture with a face full of strangeness, pointing to Yvraine on the side and asking.

Guilliman had already accepted a little bit that Zhou Yun was humanity's god of death before.

But how did the Aeldari god of death become Zhou Yun overnight?

Zhou Yun was silent for a while, organizing his thoughts.

Then he slowly took out the skulls of humans, Aeldari, Ogryns, and several other demi-humans from his fourth-dimensional pocket.

"First, look, this is the skull of an Imperial human."

"This is the skull of an Aeldari."

"Do you feel they look very similar?"

"... Ah?" Everyone in the room, except Xiang Xiang Leina who hadn't reacted to Zhou Yun's meaning, let out a confused and speechless exclamation.

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"Ah?" Everyone in the room, except for Xiang Xiang Leina who had yet to grasp Zhou Yun's meaning, let out a bewildered and irrepressible gasp.

(End of chapter)