Finding Him a Good Job
"Whom do you two wish to see?"
"Mortarion, who else could it be?" Sinleech said sarcastically.
When he first arrived, the local Chaos Gods left him with an extremely unfriendly impression, so he has no need to be friendly with it now.
Just as Nurgle just said, gods must have their own self-cultivation.
Although he came here to seize the power of another Lord of Changes and to utterly destroy him.
But as someone in a high position, they should at least have some dignity.
It can only be said that the local Chaos Gods is so impolite that he doesn't need to be polite either.
"Mr. Han, I think we can talk about the child, Xiao Mo."
"Hey, hold on, I think you might have misunderstood us."
"Oh?"
"Simply put, whether the Daemon Prince of this world can return or repent is not my concern."
Under Han Mingxuan's guidance, 30k's fate has returned to normal; in the process, all he needs is his blood pressure medication.
With 40K's fate already so rotten, he wouldn't easily interfere with the fate of these Daemon Primarch who had already Daemonhood status.
"Why does the gentleman want to see Xiao Mo?"
"I just want him to come with me to the Imperium of Man. I've found him a good job in Holy Terra, with full salary and benefits. I'll let him work there for a thousand or eight hundred years. You don't have any objections, do you?"
"Anyway, time in the physical universe is meaningless to Warp Gods, isn't it?"
Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, Nurgle fell silent.
He never expected that this person, who could make the entire Warp spin, would make such a request, and that his attitude towards these Primarch was not very friendly.
However, based on their limited observations, Han Mingxuan himself showed great care for the angel Sanguinius and his Scions.
"Excuse my frankness, sir, but I now find your actions somewhat contradictory."
"Let's put it this way, God helps those who help themselves," Han Mingxuan replied nonchalantly. "Perhaps they had their own difficulties at the beginning, but if they succumb to them, that's their own business."
"If they can pull themselves out of their slumber, I won't mind giving them a hand; if they prefer lying in the cesspool, I'll just throw a fire on it."
For Han Mingxuan, now that he has reached 40k, the only thing he can do is to ensure that the loyalist Primarch do not cause trouble.
As for the Heresy faction who have become the Daemon Prince, that's not something he should concern himself with.
As for the Night Haunter?
Hehe.
The minions of Chaos and the traitors to humanity are two different things.
From the moment those Primarch Daemonhood, their flesh and soul no longer belonged to the Realspace, and they were no longer the Primarch they once were.
If Han Mingxuan had any use for them, it was to use them as tools.
As for the Emperor's feelings towards these Chaos Primarch, that's not something Han Mingxuan should concern himself with.
In Han Mingxuan's eyes, these Daemon Primarch who had sided with Chaos were not even Abhumans.
"Your assessment is insightful, sir," Nurgle said. "So, what do you intend for Xiao Mo to do?"
"Of course, it's for making tools."
Such blunt words surprised both Nurgle and Sinleech.
Especially Sinleech.
He never expected Han Mingxuan to be so ruthless towards this destined Daemon Primarch.
"Don't look at me like that. If it weren't for the Black Pelt and the Huangpizi making a deal, my son and Nephews would have already spread the glory of humanity throughout the universe."
"By then, I would have been retired and living a peaceful life. I wouldn't have needed to come here to suffer. I'd be lucky if I hadn't burned the whole world to ashes after coming here."
Forehead...
Hearing Han Mingxuan say that, Sinleech felt quite reassured.
It seems like something Han Mingxuan would actually do.
What kind of person would treat Stars like firecrackers?
"Alright, stop dawdling and get him out here to see me. After I finish arranging things, I still need to go to Khorne's place."
Not long after, Mortarion appeared in front of Han Mingxuan. Seeing Mortarion's current appearance, Han Mingxuan frowned deeply.
"How are you feeling right now?" Han Mingxuan asked casually.
Mortarion didn't reply, he just stared at him coldly.
Han Mingxuan wasn't surprised by this. He didn't have much interaction with the Primarch of this world. The only person he had contact with was the Night Haunter, but the Night Haunter was not around now.
As for what Mortarion was thinking, that was none of his concern.
"He's in your hands now. Make sure he's clean."
Sinleech nodded and sealed away all of Mortarion's Chaos power.
Looking at the beginnings of Mortarion's human form, Han Mingxuan nodded, regardless of whether Mortalian was willing or not.
"I've found you a job in Holy Terra within the Imperium of Man. Do a good job; you'll have all the benefits, including full social security and housing fund. Work there for a thousand or eight hundred years, and I'll let you come back."
Mortarion remained silent.
"Alright, put him in the tax department when we get back."
"Let him manage the taxes?" Sinleech asked incredulously.
Sinleech thought that sending Magnus to the Department of Internal Affairs to hone his skills was already quite ingenious, but he didn't expect Han Mingxuan to directly send Mortarion to the Ministry of Taxation.
"Is there a problem? Hasn't Mortarion always been proud of his Numerology? I believe he's very good with numbers. Have him optimize the Tithe when we get back."
If we were to name the Primarch with the best mathematical talent, it would undoubtedly be Mortarion.
Although his Numerology is essentially based on the Warp system, it doesn't stop Han Mingxuan from using his talents in other areas.
"Alright, things are settled here, we'll be going now. Hopefully, we won't have to meet again."
After saying that, Han Mingxuan and Sinleech left the Nurgle's Garden, while Mortarion was packed up and thrown in front of the Golden Throne by Sinleech.
Fortunately, Sinleech had completely sealed Mortarion's power, otherwise Terra would have exploded by now.
Mortarion forced himself to look at the skeleton on the Golden Throne, suppressing his discomfort.
"Mortarion, you're back."
Mortarion remained silent.
But Han Mingxuan's voice echoed in the Throne Room.
"Why are you wasting your breath talking to him? Now you suddenly want to play the loving father and filial son? Where the hell were you before? Right now, you should slap him across the face!"
Bang!
After the slap, Mortarion paced around the Throne Room for two hours.
"Remember this, Your Emperor: you've always treated your sons as tools. Since you started out using them as tools, please continue to use them as tools."
"Now that I'm here, I'll help you if I can, but don't cause me any trouble, or I'll burn you!"
If someone messes up during their 30k period, they can still be saved; but if they make a mistake during their 40k period, they will be doomed.
If the Emperor still wants to cause trouble at this point, then everyone is out of luck.
Anyway, if you want to dig out the soul, you have to cause trouble. Making the Black King stand up is also causing trouble. There's no difference between the two.
Hearing Han Mingxuan's calm and detached voice, the Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne fell silent.
After Mortarion stopped spinning, a figure in the uniform of an Imperium tax collector appeared before the other party.
"Just do what you're supposed to do, number 14."
Once they were certain that nothing more would happen in the Throne Room, Han Mingxuan and Sinleech headed to Khorne's location in the Warp.
However, just as he was setting off, he felt as if he had forgotten something.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Once back in the Imperium, if you find something missing, just make another trip to the Warp; it's not much trouble.
As for Sinleech, he looked at Han Mingxuan now.
He was simply relieved that this man and his crew hadn't caused a major incident when he was in the 30K.
Otherwise, things could get really funny.
At the same time, preparations were underway within the Blood God's Domain.