Peerless Lion Flying Head Fist!

With a pack of Lho-sticks, Zhou Yun squeezed into this tiny room belonging to a hive worker.

The room had been built by the hive worker himself in the gap between two houses, so narrow that its interior was only two people wide.

After showing Zhou Yun where the bedroom was, the hive worker who had given him the place left the house alone, saying he would make do at a friend's place for the night.

Zhou Yun climbed the ladder running through the middle of the house to the small bed on the second floor.

Before entering Old Sector Eight, he still needed to make some preparations.

Zhou Yun took out the two items he owned from the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.

The Ring of Passage, which could pass through walls and help Zhou Yun explore sealed areas.

The Air Gun Potion, which could be dripped onto a finger to fire invisible shockwaves.

For a long time, Zhou Yun had relied on these two items to survive in the underhive.

But the Genestealer he had encountered while exploring the abandoned hive district last time had made Zhou Yun wary.

He felt it was time to exchange for a few more items.

He looked into the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket and connected to the Future Department Store.

Zhou Yun selected several practical items that he could currently afford.

[Item Name: Psykana Cap]

[Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Future Department Store]

[Production Date: 261.M3]

[Function: A hat with a hand on top. After wearing it, the user can use three abilities: X-ray Vision, telekinesis, and Instant Movement. However, they cannot be used easily. They require a period of practice and consume a great deal of mental energy.]

"Price: 130,000"

"Item Name: Body Clay"

"Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Future Department Store"

"Production Date: 255.M3"

"Function: A type of clay that can be freely molded into any shape. As long as it is applied to a person's body, it can create all sorts of forms while also providing a certain degree of protection."

"Price: 60,000"

"Item Name: Famous Sword: Lightning Pill"

"Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Future Department Store"

"Production Date: 255.M3"

"Function: It takes the form of a katana and will theoretically receive all of an opponent's sword techniques. Its user will absolutely never lose in a swordsmanship match. However, it can barely inflict any damage on its own and can at most knock an enemy unconscious. Its charge is also limited; once depleted, it cannot be used for a period of time."

Looking at these three items, Zhou Yun fell into thought.

The Famous Sword: Lightning Pill clearly had the highest potential among them. In theory, as long as he held this sword, Zhou Yun would gain the finest swordsmanship before it ran out of power and would never lose any battle involving swordsmanship.

Even if he faced Lucius, the renowned swordsman of the Sons of the Emperor, he could exchange a few moves with him using this sword.

But in terms of immediate practicality, it could not compare to the Psykana Cap.

This hat would allow Zhou Yun to possess three psychic abilities at once: X-ray Vision, Instant Movement, and telekinesis. It was equivalent to granting him power similar to psychic abilities.

Moreover, as Zhou Yun trained, these three abilities could improve to a certain degree.

Lastly came the Body Clay. It could provide Zhou Yun with a certain degree of protection, but more importantly, he could use it to alter his appearance and physique, allowing him to act while concealing his identity.

That way, he would not need to worry about being hated by cults, gangs, mutants, and the like.

Zhou Yun sighed. The Famous Sword: Lightning Pill did indeed have great potential and could be considered half a conceptual god-tier weapon.

But the problem was that its battery life was a complete mystery. As Zhou Yun remembered, the thing often lost power at fixed moments. Furthermore, the sword itself had no killing power, and its durability was also questionable.

The Psykana Cap and Body Clay were clearly more practical.

"Your ordered Psykana Cap and Body Clay have been shipped."

"Your ordered Psykana Cap and Body Clay have arrived. Please sign for them."

Watching his savings instantly dwindle to mere change, Zhou Yun's eye twitched slightly.

He could only hope that this exploration of Old Sector Eight would bring him enough gains.

Zhou Yun took out the two newly exchanged items from the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.

The Body Clay was a pile of grayish-green clay stored in a round jar one and a half meters in diameter, while the Psykana Cap was a hat with a white right hand on it.

Zhou Yun took some clay from the jar and tentatively stuck it onto his skin.

The instant the grayish-green clay touched Zhou Yun's skin, it turned a color similar to his own flesh and covered it, as though a tumor had grown from his body.

He tried covering his entire body with the clay, molding it bit by bit into the shape of muscles.

Before long, Zhou Yun, who had originally possessed only an ordinary human build, turned into a muscular giant over two meters tall.

With a body like this, if he could put on a suit of Power Armor, he might be mistaken for one of the Emperor's buff bros—no, one of the Death Angels of the Emperor.

But after waving his arms a few times, Zhou Yun confirmed that these clay-sculpted muscles had only the appearance of strength and none of the actual power.

"You're too old to become an Astartes." The winged figure in the white light shook his head.

Zhou Yun nodded in agreement.

Most Chapters chose adolescent boys between the ages of ten and fourteen, at the latest before sixteen, to receive gene-seed implants.

Once someone passed eighteen, the death rate for gene-seed implantation became extremely high, making success nearly impossible.

Even Kor Phaeron, the adoptive father of Lorgar, Primarch of the former Word Bearers Legion, had only barely managed to match an ordinary Space Marine through extensive flawed bionic modifications and chemical drugs.

And later facts proved that turning him into a Space Marine had been a mistake.

Zhou Yun shook his head and removed some of the clay muscles from his body, returning his height to that of an ordinary person.

Then he smeared the clay over his face and molded it into another appearance.

It was a European face with thick dark-golden hair and a luxuriant beard, lion-like and profound, as though forged in the depths of the darkest forest.

"?"

A huge golden question mark appeared over the winged figure's head in the white light.

"Leman Russ?" The winged figure's voice became somewhat shrill. "You made Leman Russ's face?"

"What, you can be the Archangel, but I can't be the Lion King?"

Zhou Yun touched the lion's face he had sculpted after Leman Russ El Johnson, Primarch of the First Legion, and nodded in satisfaction.

He waved his slightly enlarged fists, muttering things like, "Peerless Lion Flying Head Fist!" "The First Legion has no secrets!" "I should be the Imperium's Warmaster!" and "Even Russ!"

The winged figure in the white light fell silent. After a long while, he finally could not help saying:

"I'm considering reporting you to the Dark Angels."

"Maybe I should report you to the Space Wolves too."

I have to play Space Marine 2 immediately!