Ignorant Fanatic

Curze led everyone to the courtyard, which had been furnished for convenience, so they could sit down and chat.

"Aren't you going out to take a look?" the Emperor asked Han Mingxuan.

"OK."

Since Curze has already started fighting, what's the rush?

Upon entering the yard, they saw Curze holding a pebble, casually tossing it, and a bird was shot down.

"What does this mean, my brother? We can change the subject if you wish."

Curze shook his head, looked at Lorgar, and then said something in a very offensive tone.

"At this moment, I have ascended to godhood, and you should bow down before me and proclaim my holy name."

Lorgar wasn't angry; he just assumed his brother had been confused.

He laughed and said, "Throwing stones is just a simple physical law; it won't make you a god."

Birds don't understand the laws of physics; to them, we monkeys who wear clothes and walk on two legs are terrifying.

"We just waved the stones around, and they fell to the ground. We didn't use any sharp teeth or claws, and there was no venom."

"Think about it, in their eyes, it's understandable for a monkey to come down from a tree, but it's incomprehensible for a monkey to stand up, and it doesn't understand why a monkey's outstretched hand to throw a stone would cause them to fall."

"Just as you said, the divine and the truth are one, and our wisdom cannot decipher the divine truth."

"Just like birds don't understand the most basic laws of physics, they can only worship me as a god."

"Like the Emperor himself, he is a person, but the power and wisdom he possesses are beyond the comprehension of others."

"You were the bird that the Emperor threw down with a stone. No, you were even a frightened bird; the Emperor didn't even draw his bow and shoot an arrow, and you were scared to death and fell down on your own."

"You don't understand why he could do it, you don't understand the principles behind it, and you don't study them; you just attribute it all to his great power."

"You don't study his truth; you just treat him like a god and then comfortably become a foolish fanatic."

"I really don't know how you studied. Didn't they teach you any scientific knowledge?"

I'm dumbfounded.

The people of Lorgar were dumbfounded.

The other Primarch also stared at Curze in shock.

This theory is too crude!

It's like giving a bottle of water to a caveman.

You might think that primitive people would have to figure out how to unscrew the bottle cap before drinking water.

But primitive people could simply cut the bottle open and still drink the water.

Lorgar's face turned deathly pale; he couldn't understand it.

"Then... what if, as you say, I believe in a god?"

"Gods are not important."

"Unimportant?"

"Yes, gods are never important; what matters is the truth of the gods."

"Truth is what matters. As long as you grasp the truth, you can be a god, or you can choose any strange or unusual name you like."

"But the gods will punish you."

"You see, ignorance always comes with its brother, cowardice."

"A bunch of bastards are using knowledge you can't understand to fool you, telling you they're gods, and if you don't believe them, they'll teach you a lesson."

"But I can tell you, back in the old Nostramo, everyone in the Gangs knew this."

"Just because the other side has a gun doesn't mean they have a gun."

"Wh... what do you mean?"

"Whoever can hold a gun and not die is the Boss."

"If someone threatens you with a gun, the usual practice of the local Gangs is to first seize the gun and then kill him."

"God-killing?! That's utter disrespect!"

"It's not killing a god, it's killing a thief," Curze said calmly.

"Kill the thieves?"

"Yes, think about it. If someone tries to scare you with principles you don't understand, then he's a thief, and a vicious one at that."

"What you need to do is not kneel down and kowtow to the villain, but cut off his head and use it as a chamber pot."

"He monopolizes knowledge and does whatever he wants, oppressing and manipulating the people. It would be an injustice if this villain were not killed."

"What if I believe in the truth?"

"Then they deserve to be killed even more. To monopolize knowledge and do whatever they want—that's villainy. In Nostramo, such villains only become nourishment."

"Moreover, people's understanding of truth is always progressing; as long as one is willing to study, one can learn it and understand it, right?"

"Just like humans, who used to only throw stones, now they can fly to the sky, dive into the earth, and command the wind and rain."

"Truth? Yes, God merely possesses the truth; only truth can guide the way, truth..."

Lorgar was as if possessed, just muttering to herself.

Han Mingxuan could tell.

It is said that it is easier to defeat the bandits in the mountains than to defeat the bandits in one's heart.

If I can't get past Lorgar, I'll suffocate.

"Let's start with the basics of Imperial Truth." Han Mingxuan handed over a copy of "Imperial Truth" at just the right moment.

Lorgar looked at the man, then glanced at the Emperor sitting there with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and finally looked at "Imperial Truth".

"Waaaah!"

Lorgar collapsed to the ground and cried.

"Father! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"I was so foolish, so cowardly!"

"It's not too late, my child." The Emperor walked up to Lorgar and helped him up.

"I've been watching you closely, and I'm glad you've figured it out."

Han Mingxuan knew that Emperor Chun Chun simply didn't have a mouth.

Lorgar wiped away her tears, walked up to Curze, and gave him a big bear hug.

"Thank you, brother. You made me stop being a coward. I shouldn't have been prejudiced against you."

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright. My Dad always says that a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold. It's always good that he can see things clearly."

Finally, Lorgar looked at Han Mingxuan.

"Uncle Han, you are a Great Father."

"Ahem, keep a low profile, one should be humble."

"I've got it."

Then Lorgar looked at Magnus.

"Magnus, my brother, I may need to consult you for a long time regarding my studies of Imperial Truth."

"You're welcome anytime," Magnus said with a smile.

Lorgar put aside the Scriptures he had been carrying and picked up the Imperial Truth to study it carefully.

The Emperor looked at his son, who looked most like him, with satisfaction and a sense of pride.

"Phew, how was it, Dad? Not bad, right?"

"I've graduated." Han Mingxuan nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, that's right!"

Curze casually sat down next to Han Mingxuan, and just as he was about to take Fruit, he found the plate was empty.

At a glance, the last strawberry was in Sanguinius's hand.

"This is for you, my brother."

"Thank you," Curze said.

Leftovers are leftovers, so what? They want both the substance and the appearance, tsk tsk.

"Uncle Han, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

Forehead...

Han Mingxuan didn't expect anyone to come after him.

He glanced at the Emperor.

But the Emperor didn't look at him; he only looked at the blue sky.

Depend on!

You Huangpizi!

That's your son.

Your son!

Why did you bring me here if you're not going to educate me?

Am I really that free?

Do you pay me a salary?

Do you offer the five social insurances and one housing fund before you let me teach you?

"Curze, I have a task for you."

"Go ahead, Dad, I'm fine."

"To answer your brother's question."