Chapter 426

《Imperial Regent Roboute Guilliman wins fifty times in fifty days, winning and winning again! 》

《Lord Sanguinius wins from morning to night, winning day and night. 》

《Another week where Lord Saint Doraemon keeps winning. 》

《Lord Saint Doraemon wins food and clothing with a whip. 》

《During Lord Guilliman's term as Regent, wins follow one after another. 》

《Under Lord Guilliman's leadership, wins are everywhere. 》

《Lord Guilliman does not fail to win because the win is small, and does not fail to win because the win is small. 》

What is all this? Doesn't Terra only have one sun, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang?

How did it become this appearance of many suns on Terra, with loyalty and wins blooming on both sides?

Zhou Yun suddenly felt a headache. He opened a historical work written by the Rational Faith History Society.

Looking around, it was all complex High Gothic like scriptures; if Zhou Yun hadn't eaten the translation konjac in advance, he wouldn't have been able to understand what they were writing at all.

Even if he understood it now, it didn't make any sense.

For example, this book 《Imperial Regent Roboute Guilliman wins fifty times in fifty days, winning and winning again! 》,

It used a near-comical way to rigidly list how Guilliman achieved fifty great victories in fifty days, some of which Zhou Yun thought were just trivial matters.

"Lord Guilliman dismantled the extra toilets in the Imperial Palace during the High Lords' rule; another great win!"

Zhou Yun raised his voice and read one of them out.

Such things have to be specially written down and written about extensively; those who don't know would think Guilliman is the Imperial Palace toilet manager.

The other content was not much different; Lord Guilliman is the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's most loyal son, Lord Sanguinius's sacrifice is endless, in short, it is either grace or loyalty, either loyalty or win, which well compensates for the defect that Terra has no sun after the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang sat on the Golden Throne.

Looking at Zhou Yun's expression, the official members and auxiliary staff of the Rational Faith History Society all revealed cowardly expressions, curled their necks, and dared not look at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

This can't be blamed on them; the atmosphere on Terra today is like this.

Studying history is a heretical act; the good ending is the stake, and the bad ending is the Inquisition knocking on the door.

It is normal for them to feel fear, not dare to record history truthfully, and only dare to stare at some trivial details to write praises.

They haven't understood Guilliman's demand for history and truth, and still feel that they are in the original dangerous environment.

Zhou Yun put down those worthless books and turned to look at the members of the Rational Faith History Society in front of him.

"Do you have any doubts about the history of the Empire? As long as I know, I can answer them for you."

Zhou Yun's words made those newly appointed historians feel hesitant; they looked at me and I looked at you, and for a while, no one dared to speak.

"Don't be afraid; I am not the Inquisition and won't send you to the white phosphorus stake." Zhou Yun said gently.

But his words instead made these historians shudder, but Zhou Yun's gaze made them unable to hide.

Finally, a man who was a bit bald and looked like an Administratum employee stood up.

"My lord, I don't want to know much about our history anymore; I just want to know where Tienna went..." he asked timidly.

"... Who is Tienna?" Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment and asked.

"She was once one of us, one of the earliest members." A woman with many mechanical implants, who seemed to be from Mars, said in a low voice.

The man who looked like an Administratum official nodded: "She was the most excellent one among us, closer to the concept of a historian than anyone else."

"But she disappeared, suddenly, inexplicably, and terrifyingly disappeared."

Disappeared? Did the Inquisition do it? How could it be? Which Inquisitor dares to attack Guilliman's people?

Zhou Yun frowned and already intended to go to the Inquisition to ask for people.

"She was always keen on digging into lost history, especially those during the Great Heresy; she was always digging into the history of the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels during the Great Heresy..." The man who looked like an Administratum official continued.

"..." Zhou Yun fell into a slight silence.

Sorry, Inquisitor, I wronged you.

It's a pity that he was still thinking just now that Guilliman craved truth and history.

But this can't be blamed on Guilliman; that historian named Tienna is also really something; studying what is not good, studying the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels, studying so coincidentally, not afraid of really studying something?

"Was she studying history related to Macragge before she disappeared?" Zhou Yun asked tentatively.

Guilliman wouldn't go so far as to do it too absolutely; that historian was probably just imprisoned or brainwashed.

"No, my lord, no." The man who looked like an Administratum official shook his head and said.

This made Zhou Yun raise his eyebrows slightly and continue to ask: "Could it be related to the Blood Angels..."

She wouldn't be going to inquire about things like the Red Thirst or Black Rage, would she?

That's best to pray it's not done by a chapter like the Flesh Tearers, otherwise that historian might only have a human corpse left.

"Neither, my lord."

The man who looked like an Administratum official continued to shake his head and said:

"The history she studied mainly focused on the end of the Great Heresy."

"Before she disappeared, she seemed to be studying... studying the reason for the sudden explosion of Caliban, the home planet of the Dark Angels at the end of the Great Heresy."

That is really daring to study; Zhou Yun's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and for a while, he couldn't speak.

She probably studied something like Fallen Angels, Lu Se, and little secrets.

At the end of the Horus Heresy, Lion El'Jonson's foster father Lu Se launched a rebellion and bombed Lion El'Jonson, who had just returned to Caliban's orbit.

The furious Lion launched an attack on Caliban itself and broke out in a tragic battle with Lu Se.

At the end of the battle, an inexplicable, unknown, and strange Warp storm swept through the entire Caliban, tearing Caliban completely to pieces, and also rolled many fragments of Caliban along with the Fallen Angels into it, throwing them into different times and spaces.

This matter has always been a little secret of the Dark Angels chapter, not allowed to be known by others; that historian was probably really found a clue, and then sanctioned by the Inner Circle of the Dark Angels.

Seriously, they didn't wipe out the Rational Faith History Society, which was already giving Guilliman face.

Guilliman probably wouldn't want to get to the bottom of it either; after all, which legion doesn't have some little secrets?

"Did she leave any clothes behind?" Zhou Yun asked sincerely.

"Can you find someone as long as there are clothes?" The man who looked like an Administratum official said excitedly.

"Ah no, you can set up a cenotaph for her."

"Then I ask you not to conduct too much investigation into the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, and Dark Angels in the middle and late stages of the Great Heresy."

"You can put your energy into the history before the Great Heresy and after Roboute Guilliman was killed by Fulgrim with a sword."

Zhou Yun's warning was entirely out of protecting the safety of these historians.

But these historians didn't seem to understand the meaning in Zhou Yun's words and all looked at each other.

"Do you have any other questions?" Zhou Yun rubbed his brow and asked.

The female historian who seemed to be from Mars hesitated for a moment and said: "A lot of Terra's data has been blocked."

"My lord, I heard that the Ptolemy Library of Macragge is one of the most magnificent libraries in the entire galaxy; can we——————"

"No." Zhou Yun refused her straightforwardly.

They withered again immediately.

"The Ptolemy Library was attacked by rebels and suffered damage; it is currently closed for repairs." Zhou Yun explained.

This is of course a lie; the truth is that Tigurius is frantically creating history, covering up the existence of the Second Empire; now Tigurius must hope that the Black Legion really bombed the Ptolemy Library at the beginning.

Looking at the withered historians, Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, I'll say it, and you record it."

"Next, I will show you the context of human historical development..."

Zhou Yun looked at the historians who picked up paper and pens one after another and hesitated:

"If anyone's recorded content contains loyalty, grace, and win, I guarantee I will send you on a one-day tour of the Inquisition Fortress."

Those historians nodded in fear.

Zhou Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"Then, let's begin."

"The beginning of this story goes back to the Sakarya River in Asia Minor on Terra nearly fifty thousand years ago."

"There, perhaps the first murder of humanity occurred."

"A man killed his brother, and his brother's son used psychic power to kill the man, completing perhaps the first revenge of humanity."

"That avenger, that boy used many names in the future, but his original true name has long been unknown to anyone."

"Here, for convenience, let's call this child... Yellow-skinned Rat."

"Come, write it down, Yellow-skinned Rat."

The historians hurriedly lowered their heads and began to record.

Zhou Yun suddenly began to feel that he might be very suitable for this job.

During the time the High Lords were meeting, Zhou Yun basically spent his time in the Rational Faith History Society, occasionally visiting Jeanne, watching Leina train the Astra Militarum on Terra, and discussing the sale of dorayaki with Kania Danda.

He therefore rarely felt a kind of stability, and the flow of time became faster.

Nearly thirteen days later, the High Lords' council came to an end.

At almost the same time, the Fabricator Generals under Uula also visited Zhou Yun.

They expressed their apologies for not being able to visit in person on behalf of Uula————Uula's size was too big.

Then, they formally issued an invitation to Zhou Yun, hoping that Zhou Yun could visit Mars, the planet belonging to the Machine God.

(End of chapter)