I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 157 Huang Daxiong is good at squatting on the toilet

"What a coincidence, we are going the same way." Zhou Yun smiled.

He decided to follow the judgment of the right and wrong fortune-telling machine.

Second, the town of Ferdia. Zhou Yun originally lived in the nest city of Ferdia when he was in Asford. This sounded like the place where the refugees from Asford gathered.

Maybe I could meet some old acquaintances there. Zhou Yun's eyes swept over the linen clothes of these Asford people.

This color combination is 100% or even 90% familiar.

Is this the chance to find the map?
When the Asford people heard Zhou Yun say that it was on the way, they obviously relaxed their vigilance.

In their eyes, Zhou Yun became an ordinary Asford man who wanted a ride.

"You want a ride?" asked the leader of the Asford group.

The leader had a weathered face, with a dense stubble on his chin and a hideous scar that extended from his temple to his chin.

Zhou Yun recognized that the scar was left by Tyrann's sharp blade. Judging from the size, it should be a knife bug.
The leader was very lucky and survived the attack from the knife worm.

Zhou Yun nodded slowly: "I can pay for the fare."

The leader obviously hesitated: "We need to discuss this."

As he spoke, the leader turned his head and gathered with his companions to discuss in a low voice.

Their voices were very low, but they could not be hidden from Zhou Yun's senses which had been enhanced by the Phantom Thief DX suit.

"He does seem to be from Asford. His accent is very familiar. The Thirteenth District and several nearby districts all have this accent."

"It's not that I doubt his identity, but there are still many people who are prejudiced against our beliefs."

"Yes, there is no village or shop in the red fog. It would be terrible if a conflict broke out."

"But it's not easy to be away from home. I'd better help if I can."

"Don't forget what the bishop taught us, and don't forget what the saint asked of us. We can temporarily conceal our faith in order to avoid conflict. The saint will promise."

The last sentence made the Asford people determined.
The leader raised his head and walked in front of Zhou Yun:

"Get in the car, man, we have to reach the Second Fordia Town before nightfall."

"The night in the Baal Desert is too dangerous."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly and smiled: "Thank you, I will pay you."

The leader waved his hand gently, signaling Zhou Yun to stop talking.

He patted Zhou Yun on the back and said as he took Zhou Yun to the car, "We are all from Asford."

"Our hometown is gone, but our home will never be. We are all one family, so stop saying such things."

As he was speaking, the car started up shakily and drove slowly into the already thinning red fog.

Seeing that these Asford people had easily agreed to give him a ride, and were even willing to not ask for any reward,

Zhou Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said, "The reward I give is very generous."

Hearing this, the leader couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said, "No means no. The unity among the people of Asford is more precious than any reward."

Such a familiar feeling, Zhou Yun's eyes twitched slightly.
If it weren't for the fact that these Asford people in front of him showed no signs of mutation, Zhou Yun would have begun to suspect that they were cunning.

In Asford, besides the thieves, the only other group that is so selfless is.
Hiss, could it be that Reina? Is she still obsessed with religious superstition?
Zhou Yun couldn't help but reveal a slightly strange expression.

"Denton." While Zhou Yun was thinking, the leader smiled and introduced himself.

When he introduced himself, the scar on his face wrinkled slightly, making it look even more hideous.

"Huang Daxiong." Zhou Yun smiled and replied, changing Neos to Huang.

In Xiachao, the name Neos had already become well-known to everyone due to the propaganda of the Chicken Thief Cult.
Zhou Yun didn't want to attract too much attention for the time being.

"Are you a member of the Ark Gang?" Zhou Yun asked the leader named Denton in front of him.

Hearing this, Denton was obviously stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed a proud expression:

"Brother, you have a keen eye for observation. I am a former member of the Ark Gang. I have been to the battlefield with Leader Reina, Old One-Eyed Lord, and Lord Ryan Russ."

He pointed to the scar on his face as if it were a badge of honor:
"This is the scar I got when I was in the Lower Lair, guarding the entrance to Area 9. That damn knife worm almost killed me."

"Fortunately, Sanguinius, the Emperor and Santo"

Denton's voice broke for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered that he had to hide his faith, so he quickly changed his words and said:
"Thanks to the blessing of Sanguinius, the Emperor and the Saints, I managed to survive."

"Brother Denton, you have told this story hundreds of times."

The Asford man who was driving turned around and joked:
"Brother Huang Daxiong, be careful. He can tell you everything."

"I can brag about this for the rest of my life!" Denton laughed.

Then he smiled, shook his head and said, "Of course, compared to those true legends and those brothers who died in battle, I am just a small fry."

"I know that I am not very capable, and that is why I chose to come to Bal Samsung."

Choose to come to Bal Samsung? Hearing this, Zhou Yun was slightly stunned.

But before he could think about it, he saw the Asford people on the bus began to pass the kettle around to drink water.

Denton took a sip of water and handed the kettle to Zhou Yun.

"Take a sip. We have to cross the desert below. It's too dry."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly. He knew that every drop of water on the Bal Star was extremely precious.

"Thank you." Zhou Yun took the kettle and took a sip of water. He felt that his throat, which had been a little dry due to the climate, became more comfortable.

"What are you thanking me for? It's just a mouthful of water." Denton chuckled, "Thinking back to when I followed Rena, Ryan Russ and Old One-Eye to the battlefield, I was willing to sacrifice my life."

"Look, it's started again!" The driver who was driving couldn't help but laughed out loud.

There was a sudden burst of laughter in the car.

Hearing everyone's laughter, Denton immediately slapped his thigh and said, "Then I'll tell you something else."

"I saw it with my own eyes." Denton lowered his voice, "I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Ryan Russ grew wings."

When he said this, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became serious.

"Denton." The person sitting next to Denton shook his head at him and glanced at Zhou Yun without leaving a trace.

"It's okay, Brother Huang Daxiong is not a bad person."

Denton shook his head, looked at Zhou Yun and said:
"Brother, I'm not saying anything else. I just saw it with my own eyes. Don't think too much about it."

"We are all devout and good people, and I believe you are too." "Yes, yes." Zhou Yun nodded approvingly.

The winged figure in the white light laughed, as if he thought Zhou Yun’s piety was a joke.

"I witnessed with my own eyes that Lord Ryan Russ grew wings. They were pure white with a hint of blue, so sacred and great."

"I saw him flap his wings and fly high, like Sanguinius in the world, holding a spear made of light, piercing the brain worm in the blink of an eye, killing the tyrant."

Denton couldn't help but sound respectful:
"Brother Huang Daxiong, I knew at that time that Lord Ryan Russ must have something sacred in him."

"An angel, an archangel must have been with him at the time."

As Denton spoke, other people in the car also showed expressions of admiration on their faces.

Only Zhou Yun couldn't help but have an awkward yet cat-like smile on his face.

Although what Denton said was indeed true, Zhou Yun always felt a little creepy when he heard it from others.

Apparently, some of the Asford people had begun to worship him as some kind of saint, angel, or even god.

This made Zhou Yun shudder, he was not a god.

The winged figure in the white light couldn't help but shook his head. He seemed to say something, but Zhou Yun still couldn't hear clearly.

His strength has not yet recovered to the point where he can cross the barrier between reality and the warp.

As if he noticed Zhou Yun's expression, Denton sighed softly and stopped talking about Ryan Russ.

As the assembled vehicle gradually entered the depths of the desert, the red fog around it became thicker.
Even Baal's sun became hazy and blurred, turning into a tiny, faint dot in the sky.

Instead, the scarlet scar across the sky, like a scar of the physical universe, became clearer.

Zhou Yun glanced at the scarlet scar in the sky, remembering the legend that this scar was caused by the sharp blade of the Blood God.
It's across the sky, almost dripping blood.
"Brother Huang Daxiong, don't look too long." Denton reminded hurriedly.

"This place is different from the Hive City. The sky is unobstructed, and the scarlet scar is clearly visible. It is also clearer than the underworld."

Denton lowered his voice and said:

"If you watch it for too long, you will become angry and anxious, and even fall into hallucinations and hurt people indiscriminately."

Why do I feel like there is no effect? ​​Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows but didn't say this.

He has a certain resistance to psychic abilities, so the indirect influence of the scarlet scar may not have much effect on him.

If you really want to make a difference, you can recite Rogaldorn's Purifying Mantra a few more times.

The car slowly stopped in the desert, and the driver looked up at the people behind him:

"The car ran very well today, the engine seemed very happy and didn't act up at all."

"But no matter how strong the car is, people can't hold on any longer. Let's all take a break and have something to eat."

Zhou Yun blinked in confusion, watching the Asford people around him nod in agreement.
They couldn't help but hold their buttocks, stand up from the seats with groans, and stretch their bodies.

Denton noticed Zhou Yun's slightly confused look, and he couldn't help but asked in amazement:
"Brother Huang Daxiong? Do you have a strong body? How can you sit still in such a bumpy ride?"

Listening to Denton's words, Zhou Yun suddenly realized.
After all, this car was pieced together, so it was actually quite bumpy to drive.

But Zhou Yun really has an iron butt. Under the fake butt made of clay is the shock-absorbing metal butt of the Kaito DX suit.
Thinking of this, he grinned:
"I learned this from squatting on the toilet. Now I can keep squatting on the toilet for 10,000 years."

Denton couldn't help laughing when he heard that: "You are amazing, come down and have something to eat together."

Zhou Yun turned over and got out of the car. Denton took out a few pills from his arms and distributed them to everyone present.

This is a drug to prevent radiation. It is a necessity for life on most planets of Scarlet Scar.
If you don't take this medicine, you will most likely mutate from the dangerous radiation from the Scarlet Scars.

Zhou Yun picked up one and put it in his mouth, although he couldn't use it.

The people of Asford began to unload food from the carts. While they were not paying attention, Zhou Yun took out several portions of fire scorpion meat from the Blood Scorpion Tavern from his four-dimensional pocket, and also took out a bottle of scarlet wine brewed by the old one-eyed man in the past.

Asford has been destroyed in the fire, and the old one-eyed man is now nowhere to be found. The wine is getting less and less.

By the time Denton and the others took the food out of the car, Zhou Yun had already pried open the wine bottle.

Denton looked at the scorpion meat and the scarlet wine in Zhou Yun's hand with astonishment and bewilderment.
"Where did you get so many things?" Denton couldn't help asking.

Zhou Yun smiled and did not answer his doubts. Instead, he brought the scarlet wine brewed by Old One-Eye to him.

"Smell it." Zhou Yun said with a smile.

Denton couldn't help but take a sniff, and then he smelled a stimulating, familiar and sweet smell of wine.
"This is the taste of Asford." Denton said stupidly.

"I brought it from Asford." Zhou Yun motioned to Denton to bring some containers for the wine.

Denton nodded hastily, quickly took a few metal cups from the car and wiped them carefully.

All the people of Asford looked at Zhou Yun expectantly as he poured the scarlet wine into the cup. The bright red wine bubbled in the cup, giving off a smell that did not belong to Bal No. 2.

This is a mash made in Asford, by Asford people, using Asford methods and ingredients.

Zhou Yun handed the cup to every Asford person present.

Denton's hands almost shook as he took the cup.

"To Asford."

Zhou Yun clinked glasses with him and said:

"To you as well, and to all those who survived and died."

"Cheers to Asford." The Asford people around also took the cups and raised them high.

"Cheers to the city of Ferdia!" "Cheers to the Hades Galaxy!" "Cheers to Master Reina!" "Cheers to Lord Ryan Russ!" "Cheers to the warriors of Cadian and the Ark Gang." "Cheers to the Blood Angels!"

Denton took a gulp of the strong, scarlet wine. His eyes were moist. He raised the cup in his hand and shouted:
"Cheers to Asford! Cheers to Doraemon!"

"Denton!" The people of Asford standing next to Denton were suddenly startled, and Denton immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The moment Zhou Yun heard the words "Respect Doraemon", the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Denton's face also showed some embarrassment: "Brother Huang Daxiong, actually we..."

"Hmm?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but frowned before Denton finished speaking.

He turned his head sharply to look at the thick blood-red fog behind him, and his enhanced vision noticed.
In the rolling blood-red fog, two figures were gradually emerging. They were two sturdy figures over two meters tall.

The winged figure in the white light let out a wail that was almost a cry.

　It’s still the same book as yesterday. I continue to recommend it.

(End of this chapter)