Chapter 57: Nurgle-ling God-Chosen

Facing Jeanne's full-of-confusion eyes, Zhou Yun looked at Morg with a straight face and said:

"Sorry, Lion Russ is a fake name I made up."

Hearing Zhou Yun's words, Morg shrugged his shoulders quite speechlessly:

"It's really unexpected that Lion Russ isn't your real name."

Morg's tone was full of sarcasm, as if saying Zhou Yun used such a name, who couldn't guess it was a fake name?

"Actually, my real name is Sanguilliman."

Zhou Yun put his hand on his chest and said seriously.

The moment his voice fell, the expressions of Morg and Jeanne twitched together.

Sanguilliman... Sanguinius and Guilliman.

In the entire Empire, Sanguinius was the Primarch most respected by most Imperial citizens.

In the vicinity of the Baal star system, this was even more so; even the statue of the Archangel was often placed side by side with the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang in the church.

Zhou Yun fused the two names of Sanguinius and Guilliman into his own name.

The impact of this blasphemy on Morg and Jeanne was even greater than Lion Russ.

"This name also entrusts my parents' preferences."

Zhou Yun put his hand on his chest and said with a face full of nostalgia:

"My father likes Smurfs, and my mother likes..."

"You wouldn't want to say your mother likes birdmen, would you?" Morg twitched the corner of his eye and asked.

"My mother likes the Archangel!"

Zhou Yun cast a disgusted look at Morg, imitating the purple-robed woman in the previous gathering point, and made an exorcism gesture:

"You shameful heretic, actually calling the Archangel a birdman!"

"Pah! Blasphemy! I feel nauseous when I hear it."

Morg: "."

Jeanne: "."

Winged figure in white light: "."

Three gazes close to death stared at Zhou Yun, but Zhou Yun didn't even blink his eyelids.

"The day Guilliman stands up, I'm going to call him Smurf."

The winged figure in the white light said faintly:

"I'm also going to tell him that you gave him this nickname."

"I hope Guilliman doesn't have a temper when he wakes up."

Zhou Yun's cheek twitched slightly.

Morg didn't notice this and pointed to the gate of the gathering point: "Go in and talk?"

"Not going." Zhou Yun pulled Jeanne in front of him behind him and said.

Although he hadn't seen the situation inside the gathering point with his own eyes, judging from the mutants walking out of it,

its interior must have been blessed by the power of the Loving Father, existing with a large number of viruses, bacteria, and parasites, spreading diseases from the Highest Heaven.

This situation was okay for the Plague God's believers, but for Zhou Yun and Jeanne, it was considered a harsh environment.

And he didn't trust Morg and Margit completely either.

The diseases driven by the Chaos God they believed in were even more difficult to guard against, and Zhou Yun was even less willing to go deep into the opponent's territory.

If he really became hostile to the opponent, facing those plague diseases,

Zhou Yun actually had a way...

He glanced at the Future Department Store in the Four-Dimensional Pocket.

【Item Name: Adaptation Lamp】

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

【Production Time: 291. M3】

【Function: A green pistol-shaped ray lamp; the emitted beam can make people adapt to any natural environment, physical, chemical, etc., including but not limited to space, high altitude, mudslides, sandstorms, lava, seabed, underground, thunder explosions, harmful germs, stellar surfaces, etc. The effective time of one irradiation is 24 hours.】

【Rental Price: 1,600,000/time】

As long as he uses the Adaptation Lamp, Zhou Yun can be immune to all damage brought by the "living environment" within 24 hours, even if he steps on the surface of a star, he will be unscathed, and even the God Plague can be immune.

But...

The rental price of this thing is as high as 1.6 million, and the selling price is a series of zeros that Zhou Yun can't see clearly at a glance. If it weren't for the time when it was really needed, Zhou Yun probably wouldn't rent it.

While thinking, Zhou Yun walked back to the chair and sat down, with a posture of absolutely not going in.

Morg reached out and rubbed his eyebrows under the black horns and waved to the mutants beside him.

The mutants who were trembling as they looked at Zhou Yun seemed to have received amnesty and hurried to the gathering point, not knowing what to do.

Morg nodded to Zhou Yun: "I'll go find my brother, let's talk outside, we might need your help with some things."

"My price is very expensive."

Zhou Yun smiled and said:

"But I also have things that need your help, remember to bring a map out."

"Okay." Morg nodded and turned into the gathering point.

Zhou Yun looked at Morg's background as he left, rubbed the Superman Gloves on his wrist, and turned to look at Jeanne beside him.

"No danger."

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Jeanne understood Zhou Yun's meaning immediately and shook her head obediently, whispering:

"They don't intend to attack us."

Jeanne exerted her prophecy ability and saw the future a short moment later.

She bit her lip lightly, seeming to be enduring her dissatisfaction and disgust for the mutants.

But she also seemed to know the value of endurance.

If Jeanne was really the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's vessel and raised by Him, then the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's parenting level had some progress.

Not long after, a team of pale and rotten zombies drilled out of the gathering point.

They were poor bugs infected by the Nurgle zombie plague, their flesh and blood constantly rotting and decaying, but they still maintained a certain consciousness, trapped in a corpse-like shell.

A single zombie was fragile, but countless zombies could gather into an endless rotten meat tide to drown the enemy.

However, the mutants under Morg didn't just drive the plague zombies to fight.

They drove the plague zombies to carry iron plates and synthetic wood to the open space beside Zhou Yun, piled up and assembled these simple building materials, and not long after, a simple small shed was formed.

Zhou Yun watched this scene with great interest.

The two forces in the Undercity,

The Genestealers relied on the unity and diligence brought by the faith in the Four-Armed God-Hua Hua Hua Di Huang to survive and built a neat town.

The mutants relied on the blessing of Nurgle, obtained strong vitality by coexisting with diseases, and could enslave tireless zombies to labor and build.

How come the efficiency of both sides is stronger than the factories in the Lower Hive?

Whether it is Genestealers or zombies, they are almost tireless, and their production efficiency is unknown how many times higher than the factories in the Lower Hive.

Just when Zhou Yun was complaining in his heart, Morg walked out of the gathering point with Margit.

Margit nodded slightly to Zhou Yun and said in a low voice:

"We want to talk to you, talk about the scenes shown to us by the Angel."

"Angel?" Jeanne was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Yes, the merciful Angels who protect us."

Morg on the side said in a tone of coaxing a child:

"They are a group of cute, round, green little pus balls, only the size of a baby, naughty and cheerful but also full of the same mercy as God..."

Zhou Yun's eyes twitched slightly.

This is an Angel? Isn't this a Nurgling?

No, you two were really blessed by Nurgling???

Brothers and bosses, please give a follow on Monday night, it affects whether the author can rush a wave of Sanjiang (this period is relatively strong, the competition is too fierce)

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