Chapter 198 I’m sorry Angron, can I not listen?
“Where did you come up with your ridiculous conclusion?! Lamizane Carosini! I just don’t understand what’s going on in your mind every day!”
The black and white plush demon primarch was furious, he roared and curled his lips, with two long canines exposed from his gums. Come, his claws firmly grasped the skin of the original body, leaving light white marks. The dog jumped on the shoulders of his body, slapping the opponent angrily with its muzzle and paws.
"Day by day! Just give me more work! Just give me more work! Let you think! Let you find something to do! No matter what, you have to find something for me! I will let you Here you are!”
The falling black and white dog hair was flying in the air, and Lami Zane was stunned by this extremely angry and explosive reminder. After a moment, he then thought of all the things he had done since he became the body of the Fourth Primarch, and then his arrogant nonsense just now clearly began to fall behind him.
"Well... uh... I mean, I'm not afraid that I will be a disservice to you, because you sometimes ask me to go away and do something else instead of continuing to work..."
"If your job looks as bad as that bunch of religious idiots whose brains are full of motor oil, then you might as well let me do it myself from the beginning!"
The dog growled furiously, Jing Liang's saliva fell from between his sharp teeth and lips, "You know you said you would help, but when I finally merged and prepared to run, I found that I had to rewrite all the code you wrote and add extra How does it feel to check the number of times? ”
“Uh... but no matter how well I write, they all run in the end. It’s fine as long as the code can run. No need to do it. So clear.”
“The walking shit mountain code will never be allowed to exist in front of my eyes for more than a second, because they can only stop everything and let it go at the most critical moment in the future. People don't know how to fish it!" The Primarch of the Iron Warriors stared sternly into the icy blue eyes with his dog eyes.
"Why don't you have this mentality of just muddle along and use it? Why don't you look at the creatures designed the last time someone had this mentality? There were all kinds of bugs in the creatures that shouldn't work, but the code worked just fine. ? ! Not to mention the weird recurrent laryngeal nerve, even the obvious blind spots in the visual area were completed by using cortical wetware calculations! It’s just because the internal and external order factors of the retina were reversed when writing the code, but I was too lazy to correct it. Once! Now the project has changed from a few sub-projects that need to be changed to a running state that cannot be changed at all!"
"Uh... this, what, code, yes, code," As if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw from the Lord of Steel's anger, the fidgety librarian immediately began to change the subject and tried to appease the plush demon tyrant's anger, "Well, didn't you say before that you could provide fresh seeds? Because you rewrote Dorn's genetic code, uh, I mean, you're simply incredible! Incredible! Even more powerful than the Emperor!"
The dog stopped being angry when he heard the words, his ears stood up, he shook his head and took turns to look at his face with two eyes that looked as sincere as possible.
"...Really! I mean, you see, as far as I know, in terms of 'trying to improve the Astartes or simply create new humans', in this kind of universe, there are Several characters who have been written about quite a lot and are very well-known to me.”
Perturabo began to snort from his nostrils, but it was obvious that he mentioned the research of some colleagues on the same project. Progress and achievement questions are really effective at diverting his attention and anger.
"For example, uh, well, Fabius Bayer! He is known as the Lord of Cloning, Spider, and Gene Forefather. As far as I know, his amazing behavior includes trying to clone all the original bodies, and some of them have been successful. Ferrus Manus, Horus and Fulgrim himself, also created artificial women similar to female Astartes. Well, his cruelty and perversion amazed the Haemonculi and taught him his skills? It seems that he also created a race called Neosapien? Ah, the latest achievement should be that he secretly kidnapped many Primaris Space Marines, kidnapped the Adeptus and Silent Sisters, and exposed Belisarius in front of him. "Kaul's face cut off the gene seeds of the Primaris Head." After saying this, Lamizane muttered again, "...but I'm not sure if there are Primaris space warriors and them in the current time." "Have you been released?" he said hesitantly, "because I don't remember seeing or hearing about Robert Guilliman's awakening."
The Chaos Lord skillfully chose to only answer the questions in front of the person in front of him.
“Hi! That’s worthy of being called a race! What’s the difference between that and the result of Horus’s sexual fantasy?! He also had to allocate extra power to burn down those planets contaminated by his so-called new human genes! ...The rat in the sewer! This dirty and lowly spider! The scalpel driven by the twisted desire of self-righteousness! His research and creation were targeted by the evil gods long before Fulgrim returned. And to support the carnival, but after so many years, with such obvious facts before his eyes, he is the only one who is still deceiving himself and saying that what he believes in is the 'Imperial Truth'!"
"Huh? But didn’t he always say that he only believed in the imperial truth..."
"The truth of the Empire is not all... nor is it what he thought it was, it's just an excuse." Perturabo had obvious disgust on his face. "What he believes in is only his selfish desire that he thinks is the truth of the Empire. It's really It's disgusting... I get goosebumps all over my body when I think about what he once believed. He just grasped this idea and used it as an excuse and an anchor to divert his desires from those existences staring at him. There, he became independent and served his own sadistic and twisted desires... rather than dedicating himself to pleasing them with his actions like other apostles."
"-Yes, he actually is. In secretly stealing the pleasure that should be entrusted to the Supreme Being of Chaos to please himself - oh, this bitch even claims not to know that his self-righteous dissemination and creation of eternal pleasure can make a certain pink guy laugh every time! He is somewhat more capable than ordinary people, but his behavior in biological and genetic research is so indulgent and unrestrained in his pursuit of perfection and desire. He deserves to be called the master of cloning or the ancestor of genes. It is really a way to rule over my rotten father. The Corpse Empire ranks among the top provocations and insults. It's strange that they always shout to hunt down all traitors but let this filthy toad live for so many years."
"I thought it was because of him. Having done those things to Fulgrim, you will have a slightly better opinion of him."
"The things that Fulgrim did to me are the same thing, so let this kind of thing. It's another thing to have disgustingly watched perverts making twisted copies of us all over the realm of genetic biology."
"Then there's Belisarius Cawl... ”
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In the midst of the commotion, the primarch of Iron Heart, the twelfth son of the Emperor, the Tyrant and King of Nuceria, Angron Pe Terra has slid down peacefully to sit on the carpet, and began to meditate in a very Prospero-esque way -
It is undoubtedly a wonderful thing to start meditating in such a mind-blowing environment. This is an unprecedented challenge of hell difficulty. The 12th Primarch believes that if he can enter a meditative state here, he can definitely improve his mental strength and resilience, and enter the realm of his adoptive father's understanding of the destiny of all things in the world.
Sorry, but have you considered that I'm here, you two? Angron, I must keep a peaceful mind and don’t listen to these things...
(End of this chapter)