Chapter 184 Old Man Yellow is really good at judging people.
Although Hogg has no dignity in front of his heirs, he doesn't mind, but enjoys it.
Perhaps Hogg's parents were more open-minded in his previous life. His parents often used physics education, so Hogg believed that it was normal for him to call his children brothers.
And this kind of atmosphere where you call me dad and I call you brother may be unique among Primarch, and other legions cannot imitate it at all.
Looking at Hogg who was blasted out and Dantioch lying on the steps basking in the sun, I was so envious.
Although, after several desensitization training sessions with Hogg, Plankton has become more anthropomorphic, but that arrogant character is still the same.
Dantioch, who has been hanging out with Blackwatch for a long time, also wants to experience the pleasure of educating his own Primarch, but he doesn't dare.
If he was like Emilia, pointing at Perturabo's nose and scolding him, there would probably be a pile buried with him on the Fourth Legion's construction site.
Rubbing his increasingly prosperous cheeks, Dantioch threw this dangerous thought out of his mind. He had something serious to do this time.
Jogging to catch up with Hogg who was walking, Dantioch first cast Aquila Salute on Hogg, and then said:
"Sir, since I met you, I haven't returned to the Fourth Legion for almost sixty years. Do you think you can let me go back?"
When I heard that my construction team leader wanted to resign, Hogg definitely couldn't let this guy slip away. Blackwatch still had so much business waiting for him to clear the dust. Why not spend money to hire someone if he left?
And looking at Dantioch who had been hanging out with Blackwatch for half his life, Hogg directly took out Monitor and called his beloved Pepe.
Monitor was picked up as soon as he pressed the broadcast button, which made Hogg feel a little warm and thought, "Pepe really has me in his heart."
When Monitor was connected, the impatient voice of Perturabo came:
"Tell me what happened quickly. I just found out that a group of Warp creatures stole my legion's things. I don't have time to chat with you."
When Hogg heard the two keywords "stealing things" and "Warp", he immediately thought of his own Burning Legion. He didn't expect that these guys are so proficient in their business, and they should be rewarded for their ambition!
He handed Monitor to Dantioch and let Construction Boy, who was as tall as Primarch, talk, while he gave the father and son some space to be alone.
A few minutes later, a frustrated Dantioch returned Monitor to Hogg. The 2.8-meter-tall man felt as aggrieved as a Gretchin.
"What's wrong? Xiaoke, Perturabo didn't let you go back?"
"(;Д`), my father said that I am a traitor to my own family, and that my architectural style is not like my father's. He also said that I have mutated, but I don't look like a mutated person!"
Looking at the big man who was a few heads taller than him, Hogg thought to himself that even Iron Warriors's short melon figure was only a few centimeters taller than his own Blackwatch.
As for you guys who eat all kinds of things, your overnutrition has almost caught up with Primarch in the past few years, which makes Hogg even doubt whether they have developed Primaris technology. Who would believe it if they say it is Pepe's cub.
But for such a capable subordinate, Hogg could only comfort him:
"Maybe Pepe is in a bad mood. After all, I am also your uncle, so just hang out with me! I promise to treat you as my own and let you feel the warmth of home."
"Come, call uncle."
"Uncle." Dantioch didn't know why, but he called it very smoothly, and felt very relaxed after the call.
Hogg felt very comfortable with the feeling that he was superior to others, so he immediately arranged a ten-year dusting business for this young man and asked him to work hard.
At the same time, he also vaguely suggested that he can find some brothers who want to come and work with Blackwatch, and then they will be rewarded greatly.
Looking at the silly big man with a thoughtful look on his face, Hogg left quietly, ready to relax.
Hogg, who had been busy for decades, finally had free time. During these three months, he wandered around every corner of Alicia Sector and observed the living standards of the people under his rule.
During this period, he did not take the Blacklight with great fanfare. Instead, he found a merchant ship and wandered around like a civilian, and found many interesting things.
And finally, Hogg, wearing civilian clothes, came to the burrito shop where he had lived for several years and lay down on the big bed he made out of scrap materials.
"More than sixty years have passed in the blink of an eye! Zoffy, you said it would be great if it could stay like this."
"Give me some more time. When Nila Terminal is set up and a stable navigation method is developed, we will have real capital by then. But why don't those rubbish give up?"
As Hogg muttered to himself, a shadow appeared from behind him, it was Zoffy who became Queen of Blades.
Sharp bone wings shrouded Hogg's head, and his silver hair, which was the same as his own, was flowing with bits of scarlet, and he looked at himself calmly.
"Don't you know very well that this world is a cesspit, and what is supposed to come will always come. Now we are almost reaching the critical point, and they will not let us get what we want."
Hearing Zoffy's words, Hogg recalled what he had seen in the past three months.
The prosperous people, the alien races living in peace, the veterans who are disabled but treated well, and the network that has been initially put into use is so beautiful and peaceful.
But, until he saw that group of useless minions, they were lurking in their territory.
"Damn it, I finally know why Old Man Yellow is so eager. As long as we have a chance of making a comeback, these four losers will overturn the table."
"But I really don't want to implement that plan. As soon as the first shot is fired, the whole Galaxy will burn, and all the wealth I have saved with great effort will be ruined. How about letting Old Man Yellow be betrayed? He has been a she-wolf anyway."
Looking at Hogg with a wretched look on his face, Zoffy, who had been separated from his body for a long time, felt that he could no longer keep up with the version. He thought Hogg was afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, but who knew that he felt sorry for his family.
"Hogg, you are really enough. If Old Man Yellow sells the goods, the problem will be solved. Do you believe that he can take all the Primarch to pick up customers? That guy with no lower limit will definitely do it.
Then you have to think about it. Of the four desires for you, you are the most popular one. I guess you will get Tzeentch in the morning, Nurgle at noon, and you will be squeezed dry by Slaanesh at night."
Hogg shuddered when he thought of that scene. To be honest, this was what he was afraid of if he didn't vote for Chaos. Who knows what posture and angle Chaos God would use on him.
He Hogg the Immortal absolutely cannot end up like this, absolutely not!
"Hey, what about Kobold?"
"Kobold? He's so good to you, he's probably being used as a tool for fun, weighing your %￥ over and over!" Zoffy, who didn't take it too seriously, even weighed it up and down with his paws, highlighting a vivid image.
"Stop, stop talking. I'm starting to regret letting you copy my memory. Damn it Buddha Bead War God, it's messing with my heart."
Zoffy, who was smiling evilly, sat next to Hogg, also lying on the scrap board and looking at the ceiling. He poked Hogg's head with his tail and asked:
"Are you really not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice? I have copied part of your memory, and we are the ones who truly know everything."
"Afraid? How is that possible! I've given everyone a chance. Don't blame me if they fail to seize it."
"After all, how can a sacrifice without bloodshed bring peace in the future? It's all for the Grand Plan!"