DipNovel Chapter 540 Pull the tennis ball back!
Chapter 540 Pull the tennis ball back!
"Thank you so much, thank you so much..."
"It's okay, it's all for the emperor."
In a daze, Xiaolan heard a series of eager thanks, which made his mind a little confused, because just a second ago, he was still feeling cold all over from the assassination shot that Lian Lei Luo blocked.
After taking a few deep breaths, Xiaolan's vision gradually became clearer.
A huge Dreadnought was humbly thanking a think tank, the director of the think tank who was dressed as a salamander, but there was no such person in his memory at all.
Wuwei kept lowering his head and facing him from the side. Xiaolan knew this Wuwei. From the familiar lines, he could tell that it was Anthony's Wuwei.
"Anthony~~Anthony, what's going on..."
Wuwei was very happy to see Xiaolan awake and turned around.
"Ahem, Xiaolan, I'm William."
Xiaolan:? ? ?
William?
Huhu~~cough~~
Xiaolan held it in for a moment, and then she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Haha~~ William, you actually entered Wuwei, haha~~"
William stood there, looking a little embarrassed, and the two robotic arms unconsciously wanted to rub "between the ribs".
Xiaolan has just repaired her body and is still very weak. Crossing the dividing line between life and death is a short and heavy journey.
The first batch of veterans of the Red Torrent received great respect. Even for the director of the Salamander Think Tank standing in front of William, the person he had just treated was a figure in historical legends.
"Okay, William, how long has it been?" Xiaolan also understood what happened, and she must have entered a stasis position.
"It's the beginning of 43K, Xiaolan, you slept long enough."
The two old friends kept chatting, trying to use more words to dilute the sadness.
Of course Xiaolan knew what it meant for William to sit in Anthony's fearlessness.
.....
A few minutes later, the think tank left, and Situ Val, who was standing outside the door, entered the room.
He was not allowed to enter the room during the treatment, mainly to prevent him from falling into isolation. The control of flesh and blood by Alpha-leveled psychic spells was enough to overturn the skills that Stuart Val had honed throughout his life.
...
Well, to be honest, Situ Val has lived for too long and his temper has become weird. He is the only one of the first three and a half founders who is still walking on earth, as lonely as Guilliman in the early 42K.
After Xiaolan ate several energy blocks from the Great Pharmacist, she gradually regained control of her body and was able to walk simply.
He stood up slowly with William's help.
William carefully asked him: "Xiaolan, let me tell you something."
"Tell me, where is Yifeng?"
For such a big thing as curing him, according to Yifeng's character, he would definitely stand by the think tank, but now he is not here.
"We will talk about that later... We brought the Emperor back to the world, but the old brothers are dead, and Ina is also dead..."
This is a legendary story. The moment Xiaolan realized the passage of time, she was mentally prepared to accept it all.
It's been too long, and Ina's lifespan cannot last that long.
"So the enemy is still alive?"
"They are demons."
"That's good. This way I have a reason to stand up. I will reorganize a revenge army."
Xiaolan stretched, as if he was saying something insignificant. He was good at doing this, and had been doing this all his life, training troops and training the enemy's nightmare.
"So, where is Yifeng?"
"He is a Primarch now."
Xiaolan lost her balance and fell down. William was already prepared, and a huge multi-barreled storm bolter was placed in front of him.
At this time, William burst out laughing, as if he wanted to return all Xiaolan's previous ridicule.
"If you hadn't told me earlier, I would have thought that he... also became roommates with the old think tank." Xiaolan changed her mind temporarily, feeling that it would be unlucky to say she was dead.
But he was completely relaxed.
It's okay not to die, it's okay not to die.
Xiaolan even has the leisure to make a joke.
"I was scared to death. I thought you woke me up to make me the teacher commander."
"Xiaolan, let me say it again, Yifeng is a Primarch."
Primarch! His blood can create gene seeds! There's a whole legion now!
"Uh."
What should we call those little cubs created from Yifeng's blood?
Second uncle? No, that’s what you call Stuart, right?
Call us Uncle Wu?
"So, we are now a legion worthy of the name?"
"Yes, but all this comes at a price. The price for Yifeng to become the original body is to lose all his memories. When I wake you up, my main task is to let you help tell him the past story. When I am not around, his Things I’ve been through.”
Xiaolan was a little confused for a moment, but William had already led him to open the door.
The loud noise suddenly filled Xiaolan's ears, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
This is a great event where the three legions meet.
Tasked with the mission of saving Rogal Dorn, they undertook expeditions under the Emperor's orders to reclaim the territory and collect materials to repair the Webway.
Now, three legions attacking in different directions have gathered together. This is a great victory. The webway gate on this planet is connected to a pocket world. The main attack force of Red Torrent successfully cleared everything and collected precious materials.
White Scar and Salamander also collected materials and met here. The next task was to escort the materials back to Terra.
Red Torrent naturally warmly welcomes friendly forces.
The salamanders are not polite either, they have a tradition of enjoying their food.
Generally speaking, it is to bring gifts to common people's homes to have dinner. In the eyes of ordinary people, the position of the Emperor's Angel is very high, and people regard this matter as an honor.
Why don't you come to Red Torrent's house to have a meal~~
The "gifts" will be more expensive, such as weapons forged by yourself.
Red Torrent will also return the gift. As for what it is, it depends purely on what alien race they have robbed recently.
There is some diaphragm reaction on the white scar.
Khan: My son has become my brother? Just, not very comfortable with it.
The prestige of the older generation of Primarchs is still there, and the Primarchs created now are generally weaker than the old Primarchs, just like the relationship between the Thunder Warriors and the Astartes, but the gap is not that big.
For Khan, his main strength is the passion of mankind in the golden age for their intense pursuit of freedom, calligraphy, speed, etc. These sources of strength have not been completely cut off.
Most of those humans with very pure genes are nobles on Terra, and their beliefs can have a very weak influence.
The second batch of Primarchs is different. The beliefs of most humans can affect them to a greater extent. The growth potential of the second batch of Primarchs is stronger than that of the first batch.
Chagatai himself did not show any expression to Yifeng, and the contact was usually through video communication or star language transmission.
White Scar continued to hunt enemies at the edge of the galaxy, most of the time with Dark Crow warriors, while Red Torrent was mainly responsible for dispersing the main battlefields in the Emperor's Holy Territory. The routes of the two sides were far apart and did not overlap much.
Even at the current meeting of the three legions, White Scar's fleet is still lingering at the edge of Mandeville Point. The Great Khan sits firmly in the central tent, allowing the warriors under his tent to freely make friends with brothers from other legions.
Vulkan came over with gifts to enjoy the meal.
The two Primarchs sat at a huge metal dining table, as big as Vulkan's anvil.
If you want to ask what these years of fighting between salamanders and red torrents have brought to these tall and strong warriors, they will answer, wine!
When William was sorting out Yifeng's files, the most troublesome thing was the recipes. Yifeng was indeed a master of cooking, but there was no other Astartes cooking master, and he didn't know how to get those skills to the primarch Yifeng.
Later, William sought the aid of the Sons of the People Chapter.
While studying the recipes left by Yifeng, a battle brother named Renzi accidentally discovered a bunch of incomplete ancient methods of making wine.
Since most of them were mixed together, he couldn't tell them apart.
The final result is that a plant called agave written by Yifeng can brew spirits, mixed with information about animals and plants making wine.
The brother of Son of the People is also a great genius.
Tequila, "lan" definitely refers to "colan fine wine", that agave...
I don’t know. Speaking of dragons, let’s ask the Fire Dragon Lord.
The Salamanders said that it was not a fire dragon, but a salamander, a specialty of Nocturne. The last test for the recruits of their regiment to become an Astartes was to hunt a salamander.
Ever since, this great genius, the son of the people, thought that by soaking the tongues of salamanders with Colan's wine, he could brew a delicious wine called tequila.
Why is he said to be a great genius? Because he succeeded!
The giant salamander living in the volcanic zone on Nocturne is a very terrifying existence. Even if it dies, its tongue will be cut off and put into wine, which will ignite the wine.
The experimenter first used a completely sealed metal tank to brew wine, but it exploded, almost burning down the studio like an incendiary bomb.
Subsequent attempts to pickle the dragon tongue and then put it into wine ended in failure.
When the chef was about to give up, he discovered some ideas in the manuscript left by Yifeng, and creatively used the blood of the salamander to soak its tongue, and then used it to make wine.
A big success.
This burning spirit quickly became a standard drink among Salamander warriors, and since every warrior had hunted a Salamander, a tradition was born.
The recruit kills the salamander and makes tequila, which he can drink from when he becomes a century-old veteran.
Whenever the real Yifeng is here, he has to shout: "Holy shit, Big Boss Hei's daughter Hong?"
In addition, they also discovered that this wine was used for quenching, making the forged power swords harder and sharper. This is the key to why foundry craftsmen admire it.
They are also the Emperor's warhammer, and they use this wine to temper themselves.
At the current tri-legion event, the salamanders brought agave to the feast venue and immediately received a warm welcome.
They discussed passionately, and the thriving empire had proposed a new plan.
The return of Ominisiah has restarted the Glory Queen's casting plan, and lost technologies are returning to the embrace of the empire one after another.
After collecting this material, if Rogal Dorn can be successfully liberated, the Lord of the Seventh Legion will be able to take time to repair the Phalanx.
The Human Empire has one more main ship to resist the Tyranid Front.
That's a huge good thing.
Worth a drink.
As soon as William opened the door, the scent of kumis, wine, colan wine and tequila poured into Xiaolan's nostrils.
"It smells so good." Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh.
William said "hum~", but he couldn't smell it or drink it anyway.
The appearance of William Wuwei and Xiaolan immediately caused a large number of veterans to stand up. Those veterans who were now commanders of the company looked at their recruit company commander, immediately put down their wine glasses and ran towards him.
Yifeng stood up and introduced the origins of the two to Vulkan. In fact, Vulgan was more familiar with William than Yifeng, and neither of them was familiar with Xiaolan.
Xiaolan looked at Yifeng, who had become the original body, and was filled with emotion. That powerful figure once led them to become powerful, but now his body is so majestic that even wearing a burqa cannot hide his majestic muscles.
William was filled with emotion at this time, saying that "this Yifeng" was brought up by him.
Although he was created as a primarch, he also grew up from a child. At that time, William looked at the infant Yifeng and remembered Yifeng when he was a recruit. You once led us forward, and now it is our turn. Protect you.
...
Then when Yifeng was four years old, he easily tore apart a clown in front of William.
...
It's true that the time I spent as Yifeng's mentor was shorter, but you can just pretend that I haven't been.
...
Yifeng stood up and walked towards them with a smile on his face.
The two veterans approached Yifeng with complex thoughts, and the Primarch striding forward laughed loudly.
Suddenly, the space trembled, and a strong light burst out from Yifeng's body.
Even Vulkan who was following him didn't react. A terrifying wave of spiritual energy came from Yifeng, which instantly bounced away everything around him.
Then.....
I fell down and ate shit on the spot.
Yifeng's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he had Parkinson's disease.
Everyone was shocked and immediately called the pharmacist.
The original body who fell to the ground said something from his mouth: "Huang Laodeng! Is this also in your calculations?"
Uh....
Call the political commissar, call the political commissar! Seal the venue and let no one leave. No one heard him today!
Only William burst into tears. These familiar words were...
"Yifeng, is it you? Teacher~~" Wuwei's electronic voice was trembling.
Vulgan quickly leaned down and helped Yifeng.
However, Yifeng rolled on the ground like lightning and avoided Vulcan's hand.
It seemed that just because he wanted to turn over, he couldn't control his body and used too much force. He rolled several times in a row before stopping.
"Where are these? Um... Hey! Xiaolan, Anthony, it's you two."
Hearing someone call him Anthony for the second time within an hour, William was completely unable to suppress his emotions. He fearlessly relaxed his feet and "sat" on the ground.
"Yifeng! Why... why did you come back~~~"
"Hey, it's a long story." Yifeng's mind was groggy, and there were a lot of overlapping memories, and his brain was in severe pain. He wanted to slap his face to wake him up, but he almost slapped his face crookedly.
"To put it simply...the King of Darkness and the King of Light are playing me back and forth like a tennis ball."
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(End of book)
(The above sentence means that I can finally write extras and let myself go!)
(If I can’t finish the rest of the story in the extra chapter, I will consider writing another book, because the next story is no longer "The Red Flood of the Astartes", it should be regarded as "The Primarch: The Red River Legion", also It cannot be regarded as "taking the route of encircling the subspace by stars", it belongs to the stage of strategic stalemate turning to strategic counterattack.)