Chapter 413: Fullness Does Not Lie

"Hua Di Huang." Jeanne's finger pointed at Nobita Huang Daxiong, her words brief, but Zhou Yun understood their meaning.

Zhou Yun looked without surprise at Nobita Huang Daxiong standing in the corner, or rather, Nobita Hua Di Huang, Neos Huang Daxiong.

He had sensed something amiss long ago,

when sparring with Sanguine, Zhou Yun had noticed an alien presence within Nobita Huang Daxiong's body, as if another will was hidden inside that vessel,

later Zhou Yun also occasionally felt a faint alien sensation surging into Nobita Huang Daxiong's body,

only this feeling was not clear; at first Zhou Yun even suspected it was his own illusion,

but even without these spiritual alien sensations, even if this feeling was Zhou Yun's illusion,

that damn fullness doesn't lie, does it?!

Zhou Yun's will swept through Nobita Huang Daxiong's body, feeling a belly full of dorayaki, and immediately fell speechless.

Did Nobita Hua Di Huang think Zhou Yun wouldn't discover a belly full of dorayaki?

Sigh, the old guy from the Domain of Erosion and Destruction, his digestive power just isn't as good as ours from the Domain of Greedy Dissolution.

The reason Zhou Yun discovered his existence but said nothing was because he wanted to secretly observe Nobita Hua Di Huang and confirm his condition,

Hua Di Huang is no longer an independent individual; his consciousness is stuffed with billions of human souls; he is the King of Long Ages, the collective of humanity,

and most of those human souls are filled with strong self-destructive tendencies, madness, fragmentation, and pain,

Zhou Yun was unsure whether the will of Hua Di Huang squeezed into Nobita Hua Di Huang's body was closer to the Hua Di Huang of the 30k era or the God-Emperor of the 40k era.

If it were the 30k one, he would be a scumbag,

if it were the 40k one, he would be a Chaos God,

it seems now that this old bastard is clearly closer to the 30k scumbag.

Zhou Yun glanced at Nobita Hua Di Huang, and Zhou Yun's will surged into that body.

A little light slightly surged out from those hollow eyes of Nobita Hua Di Huang.

"I am neither the Hua Di Huang of the 30k era nor the God-Emperor of the 40k era."

Nobita Hua Di Huang looked helplessly at Jeanne, who had betrayed him without hesitation, then spoke to Zhou Yun:

"Perhaps because you subconsciously believe I share similarities with Nobita Huang Daxiong, I can stuff my will into this body to a certain extent, though my priority is lower than yours."

"But this body is ultimately your Great Demon; its form has been shaped by your subconscious and has completely become your shape."

"Only wills that match my image in your subconscious, match the shell of Nobita Huang Daxiong, and have been filtered can enter it."

Speaking, Nobita Hua Di Huang's tone carried some resentment: "In a sense, I am the Hua Di Huang in your stereotypes, the Hua Di Huang you believe in, the Nobita Hua Di Huang conceived in your subconscious."

"But, Your Majesty." Before Zhou Yun could speak, Jeanne said softly: "This shell is only filtering, not creating; the will itself is still your own; you already possessed these wills, it was not Zhou Yun who altered your will."

Jeanne said hesitantly: "At least I think Zhou Yun has filtered out your bad parts; you can at least speak rationally and clearly."

"Instead of being mad, terrifying, acerbic, and grotesque like before, and contradicting yourself while speaking."

"Yeah, yeah, if you dislike this body, I can take it back." Zhou Yun glanced at Nobita Hua Di Huang and said.

When Zhou Yun's will was inside Nobita Huang Daxiong's body, Hua Di Huang's will existed at most as an alien object; Zhou Yun believed that if he consciously excluded the alien object, he could squeeze Hua Di Huang's will out.

In fact, Zhou Yun was already doing so,

Have you paid the rent?! Just moving in?!

"How can you be so selfish!" Nobita Hua Di Huang stepped back abruptly and waved his hand, saying.

Zhou Yun looked at him disdainfully: "When exactly did you discover you could enter this body? When Sanguine and I were sparring?"

"Probably during the Lion's Gate." Nobita Huang Daxiong's gaze shifted slightly.

Wasn't that right at the beginning?!

Zhou Yun instantly remembered his diligent work these past days, while this broken thing had been hiding inside Nobita Huang Daxiong's body watching, and immediately a nameless anger rose up,

Damn it, you can move, yet you don't come down to help him wield the whip?!

"How can you be so lazy!" Zhou Yun shouted sternly: "Don't you know there is much work waiting for you in this Empire?!"

"I was not born for work!"

Nobita Hua Di Huang almost instinctively refuted, then he said:

"Moreover, I can only let my will seep into this body a little when my condition is relatively good; I am not as free as you imagine."

"Most of my will is projected into the Warp, resisting the waves stirred up by the Four Gods in the Warp and across the material universe; the will that can squeeze into this body is already degraded and no better than Ji Li Man."

"And I have been working while sitting on the Golden Wang Zuo! Unlike some blue raccoon cat who just whips my Custodes in the dungeon!"

"Hey! You!" Zhou Yun's eyebrows shot up: "Do you think my work is simple?! Then go support the entire population of Terra! Why can't you do it?!"

"The Lord of Terra cannot even make Terra self-sufficient! Is this your work attitude?!"

"Do you think I don't want to? Do you know how much Warp power those beasts in North Africa and Ursh released on Terra during the Unification War? The Gods induced them into a magical arms race, letting them sacrifice the land of Terra bit by bit; the damage caused to Terra is almost permanent; without me, there would be even more monsters on Terra!"

Nobita Hua Di Huang raised his voice to refute.

Jeanne, standing aside, silently picked up Ye Ruite, who had been scared into fainting, and placed her on the bed.

The scene of Hua Di Huang arguing with Saint Doraemon was too shocking for a young child.

Hua Di Huang and Zhou Yun silently watched this scene.

"Don't make me handle Ji Li Man's administration; besides that, let me do anything!" Nobita Hua Di Huang sighed and said.

"You are overthinking it; don't I know what your administrative processing level is like? The one million worlds of the five major star sectors of the Empire were carried on Makaro's shoulders back then." Zhou Yun said with contempt.

When the thirty-thousand-year Great Crusade was not yet fully concluded, the operation of Hua Di Huang kicking the Astartes out of the Empire's ruling apparatus was visible proof,

not that the decision to remove the Astartes from the Empire's ruling apparatus was wrong, but Hua Di Huang did it too obviously, too harshly, inevitably causing the Astartes to think that when the cunning rabbits die, the good bow is put away.

"Whatever you want me to do, please remember first that I can only enter this body when my condition is good; I am not always here."

"Or rather, you have shaped this body to allow only my clear, rational consciousness to enter; my chaotic and fractured states are not permitted to enter."

"Finally, I hope you do not expose my existence; a body that allows me to move is too valuable; if we can hide from the gaze of the Gods, perhaps we can replicate the operation of breaking the Blood God's knee last time."

"As long as they dare to expose their domains before the eyes of this body, I will have the chance to do it."

"In that case," Zhou Yun's lips curled slightly into a smile as he took a pen and a stack of blank parchment from his four-dimensional pocket.

Outside the Inquisition Fortress,

the cold wind blowing near the Antarctic ice cap brushed against the face of Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si, the Inquisition representative, allowing her weary spirit to relax slightly.

Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si often felt grateful for her identity, not because of the power brought by the Inquisition representative,

for in theory, all Inquisitors within the Inquisition were of equal rank; the so-called Grand Inquisitor was merely an honorary title, and within the Inquisition, an Inquisition representative held no more power than a Grand Inquisitor.

An Inquisition representative was merely a representative, the voice of the Inquisition within the High Lord Council, nothing more.

It was precisely for this reason that Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si felt grateful, for the term of an Inquisition representative lasted at most five years; Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si did not need to die suddenly, did not need to be assassinated, and did not need to be drawn into political conspiracies to retire peacefully and continue fulfilling her duties as a regular Inquisitor.

Several High Lords had privately expressed their envy of Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si.

But future retirement could not alleviate present exhaustion; Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si still felt weary from her current work.

There were two main reasons.

The first was that the Inquisition's power was theoretically infinite, and it theoretically had the right to monitor the Primarchs, but the trouble lay in the fact that a group within the Inquisition took the theory seriously, truly believing they could monitor the Primarchs.

The second was the conservative faction within the Inquisition, the Amalas faction, which believed the Emperor had long ago devised a grand plan for the Empire; the Inquisition only needed to maintain the Empire's stability, allowing the Emperor's magnificent plan to unfold as he foresaw, eliminating all possible changes.

The Amalas faction was the largest faction within the entire Inquisition; in fact, Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si herself belonged to this faction.

But now, a rift had appeared within the Amalas faction: whether the return of the Primarchs and the appearance of Saint Dora A-Meng were adverse changes or part of the Emperor's arrangement.

Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si devoutly believed this was part of the Emperor's grand plan; after all, the Primarchs and Saint Dora A-Meng had both gone to the Imperial Palace to meet the Emperor personally. Wasn't this obvious?

However, many in the Amalas faction could not see this point, causing the entire faction to split into the Dora Amalas faction, led by Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si, and the Pure Amalas faction, led by the current Master of the Inquisition Fortress.

That Master of the Inquisition Fortress now stood beside Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si, waiting with her for the arrival of those two.

Saint Guilliman and Saint Dora A-Meng were about to visit the Inquisition Fortress; Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si understood this was to suppress the opposition within the Inquisition toward the Primarchs and Saint Dora A-Meng, to suppress those Pure Amalas faction members.

But Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si still felt sorrow, fearing the intensification of contradictions, especially if those two my lords might demand the interrogation of certain prisoners—

A crack of a door opening suddenly sounded on the pale Antarctic ice cap; a wooden door, red with pink, appeared before Cleopatra Cleopatra Cleopatra Er Si and the Master of the Inquisition Fortress.

(End of this chapter)