Chapter 96: Death says hello to you (Two-in-one)

Zhou Yun pulled the body clay out of his four-dimensional pocket and placed it on the ground.

He took a large lump of clay and stood it on his face, making his head look very large.

Under his manipulation, this clay did not turn into human skin color, but instead turned into a blue and white with a slight metallic feel.

He reached out and pinched the position of his nose, pinching it into a red ball.

Zhou Yun continued to stick the clay onto his body, pinching a small bell on his neck, shaping his body into a round, rolling shape, and even his arms were wrapped in white balls...

"Is this your reflection in the Warp?" The winged figure in the white light said with some surprise.

In his line of sight, Zhou Yun and his reflection in the Warp were gradually becoming the same.

"How should I put it, it's a bit peculiar..."

Zhou Yun turned his head, pinched a red tail for himself, looked at his appearance with satisfaction, and then pushed the door open and walked out.

Letna looked in a daze at the thing that pushed the door open and walked out.

That was a round, blue, two-legged standing raccoon cat?

No, looking closely, it seemed to be a cat without ears.

This cat had a shell with a metallic feel, a round face with whiskers and a red nose, a large mouth under the nose, and an even larger head carrying the five senses.

His body was even rounder, as if it were four limbs stuck onto a round ball, and then a bell was tied to a non-existent neck, and at the end of the arms were two ball-shaped hands.

On his stomach, there was also a half-moon-shaped pocket hanging, and it was unknown what its function was.

How should I put it, it didn't look like a Chosen of Death at all... instead, it was a bit cute?

"Praise the Chosen of Death!"

Dixi, wearing a tight black leather suit on the side, knelt piously on the ground, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground, praising sincerely in her mouth:

"Great Chosen of Death, you have finally descended upon your loyal Ashford!"

"Your pious servant Dixi will be loyal to you."

"This f*cking thing is the Chosen of Death!" Letna looked at Zhou Yun with a twitching face.

She knew Zhou Yun had the ability to change his face, but she didn't expect he could turn into such a... such a look that almost didn't show any traces of a human!

And for Dixi, who knelt at Zhou Yun's feet looking pious and obedient, Zhou Yun's posture was as if the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang Himself had arrived.

She was trembling uncontrollably with excitement, and after hearing Letna's words, she raised her head angrily.

"In the scene the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang ordered me to see, the Chosen of Death was in this posture."

"Look at this perfectly round head! Look at those sharp round eyes! Look at this nose as scarlet as blood!"

Dixi said with deep worship in her voice:

"This bloody mouth seems to be able to swallow all the life in the world, this body seems to be the shadow of the God of Death, and the bell hanging on the neck is the sound that foretells death."

"And that pocket hanging on the stomach seems to carry the desolate, gray, and endless dead domain."

"The gray protection of the God of Death protects this place; all mortals must die, and you are the incarnation of death."

"The wind of death is wrapped around you."

Zhou Yun looked at Dixi kneeling on the ground, feeling a bit numb.

He really didn't know what kind of mentality the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang had to let Zhou Yun be in this appearance, becoming the so-called "Chosen of Death" in the hearts of the Daughters of Death.

Even if he said he was the Machine God in this appearance, would they believe it?

"I am death, I am sleep, I take lives like blowing out a candle; your corpses are not yet cold, but your souls are already in my grasp."

"You shall sleep forever, and exist forever in my domain."

"This, is the power of my Doraemon."

Saying this, Zhou Yun opened his arms.

Dixi was full of worship, unable to help but kowtow to Zhou Yun and perform a great ceremony.

"Praise the Chosen of Death, Doraemon, praise your great power."

She said piously:

"May we be able to bring more death under your guidance."

"Why does death need guidance? Death will eventually visit everyone, just sooner or later... and death always has patience."

Zhou Yun, wearing Doraemon's face, said solemnly.

Dixi's face was even more reverent.

As for Letna, Letna looked at Zhou Yun opening his arms and saying a series of strange words in a daze.

If it weren't for the fact that the atmosphere wasn't quite right, Letna really wanted to tell Zhou Yun,

she felt that Zhou Yun was more suitable for preaching and being a charlatan than she was.

He was too good at bluffing.

And where did this strange name Doraemon come from...

Letna's urge to complain was almost uncontrollable.

"Tell me, who is the one who tried to make you bring death to death?" Zhou Yun asked seriously.

A look of panic appeared on Dixi's face, and she hurriedly said with a trembling voice: "The Governor, Augustus Flax."

She hadn't even said this yet, but the Chosen of Death already knew.

This made Dixi even more reverent toward Zhou Yun,

but at the same time, she felt worried, worried that the Chosen would not grant her death because of this.

"... Huh?" Before Zhou Yun could speak, Letna widened her eyes, suspecting she had misheard.

"Go and announce my arrival to your sisters." Zhou Yun nodded slightly to Dixi.

Dixi bowed respectfully to Zhou Yun with a trembling body and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"... Zhou Yun, what is the situation here?" Letna's face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Why are you the Chosen of Death? What is going on with this appearance of yours?"

"What is going on with Governor Augustus Flax? Did he introduce us here? Why does he want to kill us?"

Letna couldn't help but spit out a series of questions.

"Not only that, the Governor will be sending us money tomorrow."

Zhou Yun's mouth curled into a smile and said:

"And a large amount of weapons and equipment, enough for you to arm the Ark Gang."

"Huh?" Letna was even more confused.

How could someone want to assassinate you and also send you money?

Augustus Flax lay trembling on the scarlet sofa.

Every muscle in his body was venting fear and terror.

He had a terrifying dream.

In this dream, Zhou Yun walked out like a gray shadow, formless and substanceless, and came to his underground palace.

The underground palace was filled with the roar of the swarm, and Tiberius's voice was also mixed in.

Then, Tiberius's voice turned into a wail.

Zhou Yun, carrying Tiberius's head, came before him.

"Your brother asked me to say hello to you."

He threw Tiberius's head in front of Augustus Flax, who was paralyzed with fear.

Then an invisible giant force struck, causing Augustus Flax to be crushed bit by bit under Zhou Yun's gaze...

Augustus Flax woke up from the nightmare because of this.

He was soaked all over, sweat flowing down his wrinkled skin.

But even awake, Augustus Flax still felt fear,

just because he was born with a unique ability to distinguish between false and true, illusion and reality.

It is said that this is the heredity of the Flax family, a unique mutation obtained due to the scarlet twin suns shining on the sun.

They will not be deceived by dreams and illusions; they can find the truth in hypocrisy and can judge whether a person is lying, and this ability has strengthened generation after generation, reaching its peak with Augustus Flax.

Because of this, Augustus Flax was not bewitched by the psychic power of his alien brother and became its puppet slave.

Similarly, Augustus Flax could also judge at any time whether he was in a dream.

But that nightmare just now felt incredibly real, just like a real future.

Augustus Flax almost wanted to vomit.

Just then, the data-slate he placed on the table suddenly made a cold mechanical sound.

Augustus Flax shivered, fearing it was Old One-Eye calling through Zhou Yun.

He picked up the data-slate from the table with trembling hands,

but what was displayed on the data-slate was a communication from the Daughters of Death.

Augustus Flax almost felt like crying with joy.

He connected the call; in his life, Augustus Flax had never expected the cold voice of the Death-Worship Cult so much.

Even though that voice full of death had once made him tremble all over,

but now, Augustus Flax was looking forward to that voice immensely.

"Death says hello to you, Governor."

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Then, what came from the other side of the call was a man's voice.

The voice was not cold, but full of pleasure and teasing, as if teasing Augustus Flax.

That was Zhou Yun's voice; Augustus Flax recognized it in an instant.

How could he?!

Could it be that he also killed his way through the entire Daughters of Death church alone?

This monster! This madman! This heretic!

Augustus Flax had already considered whether to report Zhou Yun to the Inquisitor to save his life.

Now, there was one on the planet Laixi next to Ashford.

This might expose some of the things he had done, but as a Governor, he at least had more chances to survive than Zhou Yun.

The Inquisitor should also give the Governor a little face... right?

"I have reached a cordial exchange with the Daughters of Death, and now they and I are good partners as close as family."

This is the truth! Augustus Flax judged with joy.

This shows that he hasn't discovered the true purpose of the Daughters of Death, which is to assassinate him.

Everything now must be an illusion created by the Daughters of Death.

Truly professional, Daughters of Death!

"This, regarding the issue of weapons and equipment, let's talk about it now."

Zhou Yun supported his face, sitting in front of the data-slate, with Letna and Dixi standing behind him.

Zhou Yun said with keen interest:

"I thought about it carefully; you see, weapons will always have wear and tear, right?"

"The Ark Gang's personnel will also be replenished, right?"

"Why don't you double it?"

"Double?" Augustus Flax's voice suddenly rose: "Why don't you go rob someone."

"I am robbing someone." Zhou Yun grinned and said.

"Shameless..." Augustus Flax gritted his teeth.

He inexplicably developed a suspicion.

Zhou Yun wouldn't really have reached a cooperation with the Daughters of Death, would he?

No, this is impossible.

Augustus Flax had studied the doctrines of the Daughters of Death.

They determined that everything cannot refuse death, except for death itself.

So this group of madmen would definitely not refuse to give Zhou Yun death.

Augustus Flax calmed down, as if gritting his teeth, and said:

"Double, at most double, no more."

"Good, good, good, then double the money." Zhou Yun said leisurely.

"... Good, this is my bottom line." Augustus Flax pretended to be extremely furious and said.

But in fact, his bottom line was almost infinite now.

After all, Zhou Yun was about to die, die under the assassination of the Daughters of Death.

"Oh, by the way."

Zhou Yun on the other side of the data-slate seemed to suddenly remember something, looking at Dixi beside him with a smile:

"Dixi, has Governor Augustus paid the bill for assassinating me and Letna?"

Hearing this, Augustus Flax stiffened, suspecting he had misheard.

"My lord, he hasn't paid." Dixi bowed respectfully and said.

"Remember to settle the bill for this money; just pay it directly to me."

Zhou Yun said with a light laugh:

"Thank you for supporting the business activities of the Daughters of Death, thank you."

"I hope we... cooperate more in the future."

Then Zhou Yun hung up the call, leaving Augustus Flax's body trembling with fear.

He knows everything!

Augustus Flax shrank onto the scarlet sofa at the fastest speed.

He pulled a section of a blanket to cover his dry body.

This blanket was one his mother had personally covered him with once in his childhood; it could occasionally make him feel at ease.

Augustus Flax still couldn't stop trembling.

He thought of ways to save himself in his mind.

His PDF and psychic troops were strong enough,

but they might not be able to stop the Daughters of Death and Zhou Yun, not to mention Tiberius waiting for an opportunity in the shadows.

He knew that there were only two reasons why Zhou Yun hadn't come to kill him yet.

The smaller one was because he was still the official leader of the Ashford Empire; if he died, the transfer of power to the Astra Militarum would become difficult later.

The larger one was that Zhou Yun, that insatiable guy, still wanted the equipment and money in his hands.

What made Augustus Flax most uncomfortable was that he not only had to give, but had to give more than Zhou Yun asked for, and had to give often.

He had to constantly prove to Zhou Yun that he still had value, that he could still contribute more resources, weapons, and money.

Zhou Yun even hinted that Augustus Flax should "cooperate more."

But this only delayed Augustus Flax's death.

He would eventually lose his value to Zhou Yun.

At that time, "death would say hello to him."

"Must think of a way, must think of a way..."

Augustus Flax gritted his teeth, his mind frantically searching for ideas.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind.

That Inquisitor on the neighboring Laixi...

Although he didn't know which Ordo that Inquisitor specifically belonged to,

it didn't matter.

Zhou Yun, this guy, colluded with illegal psykers and mutant cultists; whether it was the Ordo Hereticus that punishes heretics or the Ordo Malleus that fights demons, they would both be interested in punishing Zhou Yun.

Even the Ordo Xenos that specifically fights aliens... hiss, Zhou Yun didn't seem to collude much with aliens,

but it didn't matter; when an Inquisitor descends to punish, they don't always follow their own Ordo.

Of course, doing so also meant that Augustus Flax had quite a few possibilities of exposing his own behavior,

but he was, after all, the Governor of the Empire and hadn't really been corrupted...

Overall, there was still some room for maneuver; he had to use his channels to contact this Inquisitor.

The hotel where the author is staying has a power outage, and it is currently unknown when the power will come back on... 4,000 words today, the author has saved 2,000 to avoid breaking the update tomorrow. If it is written normally tomorrow, 8,000 will be updated.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 97 =====