Chapter 149

Upon learning that humanity could no longer have the Emperor's help, the High Lords perished one after another within a single day.

They were all annihilated by the Officio Assassinorum using various methods. All the high lords who once held the power of life and death over countless mortals in this vast universe have now been reduced to lumps of flesh that cannot be regenerated.

Meanwhile, Grand Master Vangrich led his personal guards to personally kill the Forging General on Mars, completing the purge.

Whatever great achievements they made or what mistakes they committed in their lives, all of that vanishes at this moment.

In the face of death, everyone is equal, regardless of their social status.

Grand Master of the Officio Assassinorum Vangrich, has become the only person in the Human Imperium to wield so much power.

At this moment, the Grand Master also received a message from the Primarchs.

What does it mean that the Primarchs is about to be resurrected?

That would be tantamount to everything he had done before being a joke.

"The era of mortal rule should end here. Your abilities are not yet sufficient to manage such a vast Imperium. You cannot, and neither can I," said Vulkan.

Looking at the almost collapsing Vangrich, he comforted him.

"But if it were Guilliman, he might actually be able to manage all of this and get everything back on track."

"So everything I've done? Was it all just a joke?" Vangrich asked the Primarchs before him.

Logically, Vulkan, as the Primarchs, shouldn't need to answer these questions.

But his gentle heart still compelled him to say the next sentence.

"Well done. The Imperium certainly needs a change right now, and you've accomplished all of that for Guilliman."

He offered a slight gesture of respect to the mortal before him, then turned and entered the cabin, preparing to fly to Mars.

After a moment's hesitation, Vangrich realized what was happening and quickly followed.

Watching all this from the shadows, Reni couldn't bear the loneliness any longer and secretly boarded the ship.

Thus, the Guilliman resurrection plan officially began.

Chapter 5: S-Sis: I really need to control you [1 update]

Within Warp.

As undercurrents surged in the real universe due to the Emperor's decision, several unnamed beings also cast their gaze upon the turbulent waves of the Warp.

Before Khorne's bronze throne, a sea of blood churned.

The colossal tower built of countless skulls trembled slightly. Although the power of the Warp has not yet reached its peak, it is already able to influence the real universe. It will not slacken in the battle for destiny.

This also happens with other Chaos Gods.

In the ever-changing Demon Realm of the Tzeentch, deep within the intricate labyrinth, the threads of fate intertwine, flicker, break, and recombine in an unprecedented way.

Amidst countless overlapping illusions, the Lord of Deception glimpsed a crucial variable. Tzeentch smiled as he savored this unknown feast; He would never miss a battle of destiny.

In Nurgle's Garden, neither the plague nor the loving father paid much attention to the matter.

The decay and rebirth of life are predetermined, and neither the fall nor the rebirth of Imperium is of any concern to Him.

But this concerns fate, and no matter how boring it seems, no matter how much I don't want to look at it.

Even a loving father will fight for his children's sake, and He will not be absent.

And in this ultimate Chaos, Slaanesh's palace.

The Lord of Pleasure is indulging in a feast distilled from the ultimate emotions of the last billions of beings in a dying world.

That melody, a blend of wailing and ecstasy, was her favorite wine.

However, a completely new and unusually "delicious" fluctuation pierced through the clamor of the Warp, precisely triggering her incredibly keen senses.

"Oh... Little Watson, you're back. You missed me, didn't you?" she said with a smile.

Slaanesh's languidly stretched, perfect limbs froze, and countless lips parted slightly, simultaneously weeping and laughing. She, too, knew the fate that was about to change.

A Primarchs "return" of a Primarch.

They are forcibly pulled back from the cold, dullness of death to a vibrant, painful, and potentially fulfilling life.

What kind of struggle, hope and despair, loyalty and betrayal will this process give rise to? Just imagining the possible emotional spectrum it might generate makes Slaanesh feel an unprecedented "drooling".

This is far more enduring and profound than the fleeting, extreme emotions one might derive from destroying a world.

This is a grand feast, a banquet concerning life and death, destiny and emotions, prepared by the Lord of Humanity himself.

It was a delicious treat offered to her by her cutest little Angel, and she couldn't miss it.

"Ah~~~~~ That's so nice."

A long, sweet sigh echoed through Slaanesh's palace.

It caused all the guardians and Daemonettes who frolicked and chased beneath its throne to stop in their tracks, captivated and trembling.

Her interest was thoroughly and fully aroused.

In that instant, she had warmed up, her body ready to give herself at any moment.

Those eyes, capable of reflecting the deepest desires of the soul, pierced the barrier between the Warp and reality, firmly locking onto Terra's direction, onto the ship sailing towards Mars, and onto Xiao Huasheng's ever-present bewildered face.

The Emperor was no longer content with being the cold, impersonal stone that stabilized the situation. He finally... began to play with something truly "interesting."

Slaanesh, the supreme ruler of pleasure and pain, is determined to be the most "engaged" audience member in this drama.

She wanted to witness, touch, and even personally "taste" the vortex of fate stirred up by the Emperor himself.

This is far more interesting than a destruction.

Similarly, this was also a feast for the gods, with a delicacy called 'Destiny' on the plate.

"Let's call Fulgrim over, hmm~ I still have a gift for my little princess, I wonder if she brought her band." After a moment, S-Sis's voice carried a lingering hint of amusement.

Inside the palace, a strange, pink, columnar object inexplicably appeared in the hand of S-Sis's avatar.

"Although this method is a bit basic, everything has to start from scratch, right? Hmm~" S-Sis smiled, her mind filled with images of Xiao Huasheng.

And she hadn't heard the Silent Orchestra sing in a long time; she longed for another such beautiful performance.

In this performance, she was determined to make Xiao Huasheng truly feel joy, no matter what means she used.

Thinking of that adorable Angel face, S-Sis's smile deepened.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to send Fulgrim, after all, Fogrem was once a member of the Human Imperium and knew a little more about this.

Achoo!

Xiao Huasheng touched her nose and muttered to herself, "I have a feeling that someone is secretly talking about me behind my back."

While on the ship, she quickly stopped paying attention to these trivial matters.

This time, she was absolutely confident of returning to the Lobotomy Corporation, where there was a pent-up Sadness Blind Box had never been opened.

Xiao Huasheng had been craving it for a long time, but he hadn't added any new Abnormality before because he was afraid of losing control.

In her view, it was just asking another person for armor; it shouldn't be anything particularly dangerous.

While the company is doing well, it's time to open the blind boxes.

The energy growth within the Lobotomy Corporation is currently in a state of equilibrium, with only a slight increase.

That would be far too inadequate.

As she closed her eyes, she found herself in the familiar monitoring room. The lights were still cold, and the same festive trinkets were still there.

At this moment, in the monitoring room, a beautiful woman with short blue hair and a slender figure stood.

She stood here in Angela's place.

It must be said that her ability to complete tasks is not much inferior to Angela's.

After all, they are essentially the same person, only one has experienced more.

Upon seeing Xiao Huasheng, Carmen's usually calm golden eyes flickered slightly. She said, "Manager, you're back."

"Hmm." Xiao Huasheng nodded.

"What brings you here this time?"

"To add new Abnormality," she said directly, without hiding anything.

Upon hearing this, Carmen's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.

"That's more like normal company procedure. So, supervisor, please bring up the Abnormality extraction interface. I'll select the Abnormality you need." Carmen clearly already had the best option in mind.

Xiao Huasheng looked at her in surprise and said...

"Choose? Aren't these blind boxes?"

Upon hearing this, Carmen fell silent.

Carmen:?

Chapter Six: The Starter Account Section [2 Updates]

A rare, almost human-like look of astonishment appeared in Carmen's golden eyes, which were remarkably similar to Angela's.

A slight crack appeared in her otherwise flawless expression.

"Blind... box?" She repeated the word, seemingly unable to grasp the meaning of the two syllables together, especially in the context of "Lobotomy Corporation."

Is it really possible for something so sloppy to exist at Lobotomy Corporation?

Or is it that this tiny company simply lacks the capability for targeted extraction?

"Yeah, blind boxes." Xiao Huasheng nodded naturally. "They're those kinds of boxes where you don't know what's inside, but after you pay—uh, I mean, pay for energy—you can randomly draw something! Every time you open one, there's a surprise, isn't that fun!"

As she spoke, she skillfully operated the control panel, bringing up the interface that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Carmen.

The familiar energy bar and extraction button were there, but there were no options to "select" or "filter." Instead, there was a huge, slowly rotating cube that seemed to be made of pure light, with countless indescribable tiny symbols and silhouettes floating on it.

Carmen stared silently at the interface, then glanced at Xiao Huasheng's nonchalant "praise me for being smart" expression.

She suddenly felt a little confused.

"You'll see when you take a look," Xiao Huasheng said, fiddling with the console for a bit and bringing up the properties interface.

[Fear: 0%]

[Anger: 0%]

[Sadness: 100%]

[Joy: 0%]

A panel appeared in front of Carmen, and Xiao Huasheng pointed to it and said.

"Generally speaking, there will be individuals with the relevant characteristics among them."

After struggling to accept this premise, Carmen asked after a while, "Is it only those kinds of Abnormality that appear? Those Abnormality that only appear within that facility?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Huasheng asked, puzzled.

Carmen quickly rattled it off, as if she were listing a dish.

"The Silent Orchestra, the Queen of Hatred, and the Big Bird... as well as One Sin and Hundreds of Good Deeds, these Abnormality in the company. In fact, I've seen them before. These things were extracted from that separate facility; there were no more options."

This was clearly Carmen's guess.

These aren't the only Abnormality; many more strange and inexplicable Abnormality have appeared in other branches.

However, it seems that Xiao Huasheng's company is full of old-school Abnormality.

Carmen had seen them before.

"I think that's how it is?" Xiao Huasheng said somewhat uncertainly, "But we can't choose, can we?"

"Not necessarily," Carmen said, offering a startling statement. "Since there's a preference, there's a way to choose."

She paused, then looked up at the still-spinning cube, which seemed to be emitting an ominous light.

"There are a few top candidates," Carmen's voice calmed down. "One is the 'Knight of Despair.' Its essence is frozen grief and a hopeless pursuit of redemption, which fits the definition of sorrow."

Xiao Huasheng's excitement faded slightly as he seemed to imagine the scene.

As one of the magical girls, the Knight of Despair was indeed constantly crying; sadness was almost inseparable from her.