Chapter 329

Zhou Yun looked silently at the thick soup that the Grandfather had stuffed into his hands.

The dark green thick soup with a colorful oil film was continuously rotating in the bowl forged from rusted black iron; the liquid was as thick as asphalt, occasionally bursting with a few bubbles, shattering the rotting abscesses accumulated in the soup, and emitting a burst of foul-smelling black gas.

He seemed to see an entire Nurgle demon world settling in the soup bowl, constantly decaying, reborn, and continuing to decay; he seemed to see seventy-seven billion mortals struggling and twisting their bodies in the two thousand two hundred kinds of bacteria in the thick soup, emitting unbearable wails.

Undoubtedly, this bowl of soup contained the Grandfather Nurgle's diligent labor, deep kindness, and unreserved generosity to friends.

The soup contained the Grandfather's power; if a mortal drank the soup and bore the power within it, I'm afraid they would immediately ascend to become a demon prince of the Grandfather who is eternally rotten and never dies.

The rotting black gas emitted from the thick soup surged uncontrollably toward Zhou Yun's nose; the strong smell attacked Zhou Yun's olfactory nerves. The effect of the Adaptation Lamp can immunize against poison gas, so this smell was filtered of toxicity, leaving only the violent taste scratching and drilling into Zhou Yun's nose, attacking Zhou Yun's brain.

Zhou Yun is now using the body of the Giant, but the strength of this body is enough to rival the chief Great Unclean One, but the smell of this thick soup still made Zhou Yun feel hallucinated.

He seemed to see the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang far away waving at him, as if as long as he drank this bowl of thick soup, he would have to go to the Golden Wang Zuo to accompany him.

Drinking Nurgle's thick soup, and scamming Tzeentch, defeating Slaanesh, and raping Khorne are listed as the four major ruthless acts of the Warp.

The Adaptation Lamp can resist all damage from the environment, but it is unlikely that the Adaptation Lamp can resist Nurgle's thick soup.

The thick soup drunk into the stomach obviously does not belong to the environment, so the Adaptation Lamp is obviously useless.

And Zhou Yun is using the body of the Giant Great Unclean One, not carrying a 4D pocket, and has no way to muddle through by stuffing it into the 4D pocket, so Zhou Yun cannot drink the thick soup, at most drink a little thick soup.

Zhou Yun was attacked by the strong smell of the thick soup, feeling that this stench went straight from the tip of his nose to the top of his head, making his head become pointed.

"Drink it! Although it's rushed, this soup is also my proud work!" the Grandfather urged with a chuckle, making Zhou Yun, whose thoughts were chaotic, barely pull his mind back from the strong smell of the thick soup.

Zhou Yun held his breath, his expression twitching as he looked at the Nurgle thick soup in his hand.

It is worthy of being the most terrifying food in the entire Warhammer world; just smelling the strong stench filtered of toxicity by the Adaptation Lamp, his brain began to fight left and right, promising and promising.

Zhou Yun, holding his breath, gradually recovered from the attack of the strong stench, and his consciousness became clear again.

The thick soup drunk into the stomach does not belong to the environment, so the Adaptation Lamp is obviously useless.

And Zhou Yun is using the body of the Giant Great Unclean One, not carrying a 4D pocket, and has no way to muddle through by stuffing it into the 4D pocket.

Fortunately, Zhou Yun had anticipated that this situation might happen before coming... He rubbed a small bottle fixed on his palm by body clay.

The bottle shook gently, sprinkling a few crystal particles into the soup bowl, instantly melting away.

Zhou Yun loosened his nose slightly, and the smell of Nurgle's thick soup surged into the bowl again.

But this time, the smell surging into Zhou Yun's nose was no longer a strong stench, but a mouth-watering fragrance.

Zhou Yun took a deep breath of the smell of the thick soup in front of the Grandfather.

"Fragrant! Very fragrant! This thick soup is very fresh."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but praise, and then, under the Grandfather's expectant gaze, he lifted the thick soup and drank it in one gulp.

The mellow taste jumped on Zhou Yun's tongue, the thick soup slid into Zhou Yun's throat, and the delicious aftertaste spread to his entire mouth and even his digestive system.

In an instant, Zhou Yun only felt that every cell in his body was expressing an emotion.

Delicious!

Zhou Yun had never tasted such delicious food.

He even felt a kind of emotion, tears welled up in his eyes, and under the shocked gaze of the Grandfather and the Nurgle demons around him, he licked the edges and drank the remaining soup in the bowl, and even ate the rusted black iron bowl without letting it go, eating it up in a few bites.

【Prop Name: Source of Umami】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 281. M3】

【Function: It looks like ordinary MSG, but the effect is stronger. Any food that is not delicious and cannot be eaten will become delicious food as long as it is sprinkled with it, and it even works on things that were not originally food.】

Zhou Yun stretched out his hand to the Grandfather without changing his expression.

"Another bowl!!"

In the window of the Black Magic Mansion, the Aeldari Goddess of Life, Isha, looked at this scene outside the window in a daze.

She felt the Aeldari Death God visiting Nurgle's Garden, coming with curiosity to see this newborn brother.

As a result, she saw a scene that Isha would never forget in her life.

She saw Zhou Yun lift the thick soup brewed by Nurgle, bring it to his mouth, drink it in one gulp while turning in circles, and then swallow the bowl into his stomach.

This was not the end; this newborn Aeldari Death God also stretched out his hand to the Grandfather and shouted "Another bowl!"

The Grandfather was overjoyed, ran to the cauldron, and gave Zhou Yun a full bowl of thick soup again.

Still drank it in one gulp, still didn't leave the bowl, still continued to shout "Another bowl!"

Then the third bowl, the fourth bowl, the fifth bowl... when it reached the seventh bowl, the Grandfather even began to shed tears in emotion.

Those thick, dense tears carrying countless plagues fell into the soup bowl, but Zhou Yun still drank it in one gulp.

Isha began to be a bit afraid; she had drunk the Grandfather's thick soup. After every pot of new thick soup was brewed, she was the first to taste it.

She knew the pain after drinking Nurgle's thick soup; just digesting the plague brought by a bowl of thick soup was extremely difficult for her.

And this brother of hers...

"Brother, don't drink anymore, don't drink anymore, I'm afraid..."

Isha muttered to herself, trembling; her gaze toward Zhou Yun no longer looked like looking at her youngest brother, but rather like looking at some terrifying thing.

It was not just Isha who was paying attention to this scene.

There were two other gazes that had always been paying attention to Zhou Yun.

In Slaanesh's bedroom, Slaanesh, who was murmuring Zhou Yun's name and enjoying the pleasure of stopping at the limit with the Crone Sword containing Ynnead's, that is, Zhou Yun's partial power, widened her eyes.

The Crone Sword, which was constantly vibrating and heating up, fell out of her navel and kept jumping on the bed covered with velvet cloth.

She looked at this scene happening in Nurgle's Garden in the distance in a daze.

At the same time, the Custodians in the Imperial Palace on Terra looked at this scene in front of them in shock.

The remains of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, who was like a dry corpse on the Golden Wang Zuo, suddenly moved.

His hand pressed hard on the armrest, his body leaned forward slightly, left the backrest, his neck stretched, his head probed forward, and his eye sockets seemed to have widened a lot, just as if he were stretching his neck and looking at something unbelievable in the distance.

I really want to stand up and watch this! I really want to stand up and watch this!

Almost all Custodians vaguely felt the emotions surging from the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Mankind.

Besides these two, there was another one who noticed what happened in Nurgle's Garden.

In Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth, the Lord of Change had always been observing the changes in fate in Nurgle's Garden.

He and Nurgle were mortal enemies, and they had been fighting since the distant past.

The domains of stagnation and change always collide, and the fates of the two are closely linked.

So Tzeentch discovered the change in fate in Nurgle's Garden for the first time.

This is quite rare; in that garden, there are very few things that can be called accidents.

Did He create another new Great Unclean One? Obtained another new chosen one? Cultivated a virus sufficient to endanger divinity?

Tzeentch couldn't help but lean close to the crystal mirror reflecting fate in front of him, peeking at the scene in Nurgle's Garden.

He saw that figure who was drinking Nurgle's thick soup bowl after bowl.

Tzeentch was shocked.

He could distinguish that the figure did not belong to Nurgle's domain.

A figure who did not belong to Nurgle's domain drank almost an entire pot of Nurgle's thick soup?

He hurriedly observed the identity of that figure, and then discovered that it was the figure who resurrected Roboute Guilliman and Sanguinius, which was a bit beyond his plan.

"... No, no, no, everything is in the plan."

Tzeentch shook his head violently; he began to outline the fate in front of him again.

That thread of fate symbolizing Nurgle was entangled into the near future, colliding with Tzeentch's and Ultramar's.

But Tzeentch quickly manipulated a black thread and dragged it into it.

"The one thousand six hundred and ninety-fourth bowl."

Zhou Yun said to Nurgle while gnawing on the rusted black iron bowl in his mouth.

The bowl was also sprinkled with the prop "Source of Umami" and became delicious food.

Relying on this prop, Zhou Yun drank one thousand six hundred and ninety bowls of the Grandfather's thick soup in one breath with the body of the Giant Great Unclean One.

While drinking, He even felt that the body of the Giant Great Unclean One seemed to have an instinct.

The instinct to make soup.

He seemed to have learned how to brew thick soup unique to the Giant through drinking the thick soup containing the Grandfather's power.

This should be the power obtained from the Grandfather's thick soup, but he didn't know what the effect of the brewed soup would be.

Zhou Yun licked his lips and said to the Grandfather with some dissatisfaction:

"Another bowl."

He had obtained power from the Greed Dissolution domain; that power increased Zhou Yun's appetite, allowing Zhou Yun to eat an unreasonable amount of food.

It was precisely because of this reason that Zhou Yun hadn't felt full for a long time.

This time, drinking thick soup at the Grandfather's place, he felt he was already five-tenths full.

The Grandfather was moved to tears listening to Zhou Yun's request for another bowl, his face full of moved expressions, looking at Zhou Yun's eyes as if looking at a soul-intersecting friend.

He hurriedly ran to his cauldron and wanted to scoop a full bowl of thick soup for him with a soup spoon.

But the moved expression on the Grandfather's face instantly turned into deep guilt; he returned to Zhou Yun's side with deep self-blame:

"Drank... drank it all, there is none left..."

(End of chapter)