Chapter 396: Angels

"Scummy merchant, how has this backward thing called capitalism not been eradicated by the twenty-second century?"

The brown-haired youth slammed the parchment scroll in his hand onto the table, speaking with indignation.

"So what? Humanity's fortieth millennium hasn't even eradicated slavery and feudalism yet," Zhou Yun said, waving his hand.

This caused a moment of awkwardness to flash across the brown-haired youth's face, but he immediately began spouting difficult-to-understand phrases like "The Empire has its own national conditions," "The reality does not permit it," and "Warp communication is poor."

Zhou Yun, in turn, showed a slightly puzzled expression and asked, "You just said that three complete, ascended versions of you are needed to exchange for Lie 800?"

"I calculated this result based on the portion you cut off for me."

The brown-haired youth glanced at Zhou Yun and spoke with a twisted, twitching expression:

"If, in the eyes of people in the twenty-second century, every godhood in the Chaos is equivalent."

"Then to exchange for Lie 800, one must at least sell three of the Dark King, Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh."

Zhou Yun's corner of the mouth twitched involuntarily; no wonder the Hua Di Huang couldn't hold it together.

If He truly had the ability to sell three of the Four Gods, He wouldn't need a tool of the level of Lie 800.

For the Hua Di Huang to save the galaxy, He must sell the Four Gods; to sell the Four Gods, He needs a tool from a four-dimensional pocket; it's a dead loop.

"Other tools..." Zhou Yun glanced at other tools capable of achieving the effect of saving the galaxy.

But they were either more expensive or had inherent flaws; Lie 800, worth three Hua Di Huang, was indeed the tool most suitable for this current galaxy that Zhou Yun and the Hua Di Huang could find.

Like a time machine: although the rental price for one use is about 0.2 Hua Di Huang, much cheaper than Lie 800, in front of the Warp, a world without a stable distinction between past and future, it is hard to say what use a time machine has.

Then there is the Creation Set, priced at two Hua Di Huang, lower than Lie 800, but since it only creates a world, moving people from the original world into it requires a long time, and there is no guarantee the Four Gods won't invade it.

Next is the If Phone Booth, a tool that can create a Parallel World according to the user's needs, which is divided into two versions.

The first version can truly create a world that fully meets the user's requirements, but the rental price for one use is even more expensive than Lie 800, reaching four Hua Di Huang.

The second version retrieves a world from existing Parallel Worlds that meets the user's requirements; the rental price for one use is very cheap, only about 0.2 Hua Di Huang.

But the problem is that in the Parallel Worlds already existing in this universe, it is almost impossible for a world not to be tainted by the Four Gods.

This was confirmed by the Hua Di Huang; the Four Gods, including Himself, have to some extent transcended the limitations of the timeline, and the few existing Parallel Universes are all encompassed within Their gaze.

Finally, there is the Galaxy Destruction Bomb—a tool Zhou Yun feels is purely cutting one's pants to fart, priced at one Hua Di Huang.

The problem is, does the Galaxy Destruction Bomb even need to be exchanged? There is one right in front of Zhou Yun; even if the Hua Di Huang just stood up, He could serve as a Galaxy Destruction Bomb.

In this regard, the Hua Di Huang is simply the biggest and loudest landmine woman in human history.

"We can only hope Ji Li Man can work more overtime and earn more money," Zhou Yun couldn't help but say.

If Zhou Yun were to evaluate the Hua Di Huang's achievements in this life now, creating Luo Bote Ji Li Man would definitely be His greatest achievement.

Even in the work of Ji Li Man, the Hua Di Huang could at best be considered a third author.

At least in the matter of making money, Ji Li Man is stronger than the Hua Di Huang.

The Hua Di Huang cut for a long time before exploding thirteen billion gold coins for Zhou Yun, while Ji Li Man exploded several billion in one go.

Moreover, Ji Li Man belongs to the type of high-quality asset that can make money from money just by being placed there.

In response to Zhou Yun's words, the Hua Di Huang felt somewhat helpless: "Ji Li Man is a useful Primarch, but why do you use him even more ruthlessly than I do?"

"If Ji Li Man can operate to produce the value of three Chaos godhoods, I will willingly admit that the Second Empire is the legitimate one, admit that I am the usurper of a false dynasty, and I am willing to serve as Warmaster for his Second Empire."

"Do you really have to fight for Lion El'Jonson's position?" Zhou Yun said half-jokingly; after the Hua Di Huang mentioned the Primarchs, his own mood stirred.

Primarchs, Primarchs—at least Zhou Yun knows the value of Ji Li Man and Sanguinius.

Roughly calculating, Luo Bote Ji Li Man is priced at 0.05 Hua Di Huang, and Sanguinius is 0.055 Hua Di Huang.

Calculated this way, the twenty-first Primarch is also about equal to one Hua Di Huang; retrieve all twenty-one Primarchs and then sell them?

Then figure out how to form alliances, capture a Chaos God, and finally count the Hua Di Huang—that would be about three Hua Di Huang.

But it is very difficult; it is very difficult because the Primarchs are extremely precious pawns and collections in the eyes of the Four Gods.

Given Nurgle's personality, selling Mortarion is unlikely.

Slaanesh did say He was willing to share Fulgrim with Zhou Yun, but that was just sharing.

Magnus, although he turned into a muscle freak, Tzeentch is also unlikely to completely abandon him.

Angron... well, Khorne treats Angron completely as a large Daemon Prince, throwing Angron into reality once every eight days, eight hours, and eight minutes.

The Chaos Daemonic Primarchs are also likely to be watched over and protected by the Four Gods.

If Zhou Yun wanted to sell them, they might also choose to sell themselves to the Four Gods in exchange for protection.

Should we use Bi La Ke, Maris, Vash'tor, and these lesser existences to make up the numbers?

There are also the Outer Ones of the C'tan, the Void Dragon, the Night Haunter... but the difficulty of these is not small either; I don't know if a complete Outer One C'tan is worth one Hua Di Huang.

Speaking of which, Xi Xi Xi Gaoqi can be sold... hmm, then forget the T'au Wa Goddess; the T'au Wa Goddess probably isn't worth much money.

Thinking and thinking, Zhou Yun's gaze drifted to the centaur chess piece on the Hua Di Huang's table.

But the brown-haired youth reached out and covered that chess piece.

"He is still useful." The brown-haired youth's tone had a slight emotional fluctuation, a real emotional fluctuation.

Previously, the emotions shown by the brown-haired youth always gave Zhou Yun the feeling that he was acting like a human.

But the emotional fluctuation in the brown-haired youth's tone just now was closer to a real human.

Zhou Yun instantly remembered the evaluation of the Hua Di Huang by Ji Li Man that he had once heard:

"He does not love people, does not love his sons."

"I even doubt whether he has the ability to love an individual."

Zhou Yun now wanted to tell Ji Li Man somewhat sadly.

The Hua Di Huang does not not love his sons; He only loves some of his sons, and Ji Li Man happens to be the part that is not loved.

At least for Horus, for the First Son of the Hua Di Huang, the Hua Di Huang has feelings.

Zhou Yun's gaze could not help but turn to the corpse of that silver-haired youth.

"... He only has one psychic power left; he is not worth much money." The fluctuation in the brown-haired youth's tone became slightly more obvious.

From this point of view, the Emperor actually still has a bit of humanity — only people have favourites, it's just that this kind of favouritism usually yields to the Emperor's love for the human race.

"Then what should I do?"

Zhou Yun looked at the Emperor, who wouldn't let him sell this or that, and said.

The Iron Knights are stationed in the Blood God's wound, the Blind Assassin has gone to seek the two Swords of the Old Crone, the Centaur Emperor has other arrangements — these can't be moved for now,

Ji Li Man and Saint Guilliman are the same, these are Zhou Yun's family assets, they can't be sold now.

Especially Ji Li Man — a quality asset like Ji Li Man that can appreciate in value, selling him off directly would be a waste.

"Could it be that in the end there's still no good way to save this galaxy?"

Zhou Yun sighed and asked.

In the end, the two of them deliberated for a long time and exchanged information. Although they had created the Great Hero Demon and wounded one of Khorne's legs, on the most critical matter of how to save the galaxy, there was still no real progress.

"At this point, let me do a divination first."

The brown-haired youth suddenly spoke up,

Only then did Zhou Yun suddenly recall that both Konrad Curze's and Saint Guilliman's prophetic abilities came from the Emperor's genetics.

"I now know enough information, I should be able to use my own prophetic ability to deduce a little of the direction of the future."

Saying so, the brown-haired youth pulled a stack of cards from his work desk,

The cards fluttered between his fingers, and about thirteen seconds later he drew one card

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But the brown-haired youth only stared at the card in his hand in silence.

It wasn't until Zhou Yun cast a curious gaze over that the brown-haired youth finally spoke, with some hesitation.

"The Angel will guide our path," he said slowly.

"Saint Guilliman?" Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mentioning angels naturally brings Saint Guilliman to mind

But the brown-haired youth shook his head with a slightly odd expression.

"Lion El'Jonson, the Lion King?" Zhou Yun asked again.

The Dark Angels are also angels. Although the Lion King is a savage beast disguised as a civilised man, considering the special nature of Caliban, perhaps he really could guide the path of the future.

But the brown-haired youth still shook his head with that odd expression.

"Could it be that angel? The one legend says you created, the 0th Primarch?" Zhou Yun's expression also became a little strange.

Legend has it that during the Unification Wars on Terra, the Emperor once created a living weapon called "the Angel," but he ultimately lost control and was sealed by the Emperor in a sarcophagus,

Although mad, the "Angel" is still a powerful weapon against Chaos, and many even believe the "Angel" is the 0th Primarch, the prototype of all Primarchs.

But the brown-haired youth still responded with silence, shaking his head, and that strange expression.

This left Zhou Yun a bit at a loss,

An angel? Is there another angel in this galaxy who can guide the path of the future?

Surely the outlandish thought that popped into Zhou Yun's head couldn't be right,

He recalled that among the Primarchs there was still one with the title of angel... No way...

The brown-haired youth slowly placed the card in his hand in front of Zhou Yun,

"You? You're joking, right?"

"He can guide the future? His brain-cell count isn't even enough to fill one nipple."

Zhou Yun stared at the card in the brown-haired youth's hand, nearly dumbfounded,

The card depicted a monster like a fusion of ape and demon, its crimson wings spread wide and terrifying, its fang-bared head studded with a row of silver nails and cables

"Holy shit!"

"The Red Angel is also an angel!"

(End of chapter)