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Chapter 202 Mischievous Official Advice

At this time, there weren't many active players in the chat channel.

Everyone was busy grinding monsters and doing quests, so no one had the time or inclination to chat.

After adding his own voiceover to the demon-hunting video and uploading it,

Suddenly, a small surge of excitement swept through the otherwise quiet chat channel.

Little Alpaca: "This developer is truly conscientious in making games!! I thought they would stick to the human route and set in the warp."

"Unexpectedly, they even brought up the warp, elevating its prestige."

Grey Baby: "The gods might have a setting that knows the player's identity. If that's the case, this game will truly be a masterpiece."

Lobster: "I feel like the way the warp perceives the player's identity will be made into an Easter egg."

Jujiro: "It feels a lot like the Wartau clan breaking the fourth wall in the Stellaris game."

Zhuge: "Could it be that the Emperor and the Four Gods will leave messages for us players later? Just like that Stellaris mod incident."

A person with a twisted personality: "If I had to leave a comment, I would say this game is absolutely amazing. Just thinking about it makes me feel excited. It feels like the NPCs in the game have come to life."

Little Fatty: "NPCs have broken the fourth wall and are talking directly to players!!"

"Wow, are they going to start doing real-world events in the future?"

Little Alpaca: "Please make sure the official team contacts me when the time comes, so I can cosplay as the Khorne demon and go on a killing spree."

Brother Zhong: "@Little Alpaca, are you kidding me?! Shouldn't you be cosplaying a succubus?"

Little Alpaca: "o(^｀)o, I don't want to be a succubus. I just want to use a pink bomb gun to blow your head off, you old pervert."

Brother Zhong: "…………"

How could you say such cruel things in such a cute tone?!

The adorable host: "@Brother Seed, we've already ordered a pink can opener, specifically for opening your baka head."

Brother Zhong: "I'm a perfectly decent person, not the 'baka' you're calling me. Don't label people like that! You bastard!"

Stinky Canned Food: "Can I cosplay as the Great Impure One?"

Zhan Shuai: "@StinkyCannedFood, you have such a strong taste."

Pian Ge: "Speaking of cosplay, I remembered seeing a Nezuko dressed head-to-toe at the last anime convention. I have to say, she was really voluptuous."

DaMo: "@PianGe, without further ado, I'll share the photos immediately after I log off. I want to condemn this behavior."

"........."

Having finished his official duties and finding some free time, Qin Yun subconsciously opened the player chat channel.
He has developed a habit of checking players' chat logs from time to time to find inspiration for his plans.

Qin Yun frowned when he saw the topic of breaking the fourth wall in the chat channel.

Warp space should not be underestimated.
The demons eventually discovered the truth: the players were outsiders.

Qin Yun had always thought that this kind of thing would cause panic among the player community.

Now it seems that I have thought too much.

The young players didn't think too much about it; they simply assumed it was an official game design to enhance the prestige of the subspace.

Whether it's just their imagination or not, let them continue to deepen their understanding.

That way, we can be more effective in fighting demons.

Anyway, with the Emperor standing in front of them, the Four Chaos Gods can't possibly do anything to the players.

The power of the Chaos Gods is undeniable, but they are not omniscient or omnipotent.

Leaving aside the Star Gods and other ancient, fallen races...
Take, for example, the Great Devourer, which is currently invading the galaxy.

It should be noted that the Great Devourer did not provide any food for the Chaos Gods.

Once the Tyranids devour the entire galaxy...

The fate of the four Chaos Gods will be far more tragic than the success of the Emperor's Great Expedition.

Even so, the Chaos Gods were completely helpless against the Great Devourer.

We can only let them invade the galaxy.

Ultimately, humanity's fear of the Chaos Gods stems from its own inadequacy.

If the Chaos Gods possessed all the cutting-edge technologies of the Starry Universe, what kind of storms could they stir up?

At worst, we can drain the subspace, sacrifice the galaxy, and let humanity ascend.

Qin Yun was mentally planning his future.

What needs to be done at this stage is to continuously strengthen the empire's military and technological capabilities.

The goal is to plunder the technology and warp knowledge of ancient races, ultimately achieving ascension and transcending this universe.
This road is fraught with danger, but as long as we persevere...
Humanity will surely be able to break free from the chaotic gods and obtain the future it desires.

Suppressing the many thoughts in his mind, Qin Yun focused his attention on the chat channel again, and a series of black lines immediately appeared on his forehead.

At this point, the players had stopped discussing the previous topics.

Instead, they were discussing the Nezuko in vacuum and the latex cosplay seen at the anime convention.

I'm convinced!

How did these guys get from talking about demons breaking the fourth wall to cosplay?

This topic is way too broad.

So all the topics eventually turn into smirk, huh?!

Qin Yun shook his head, sighed softly, and then ignored the young gamers discussing the comic convention, continuing to handle official business.

The punitive fleet sent to the mining planet last time had a great success.

Not only did it teach two-thirds of the families on the planet how to play Candy Crush,
They also followed the clues and uncovered a group of corrupt officials who formed cliques and colluded with each other.

The court is now arresting people according to the list, causing a bloody uproar.

Guilliman even gave several public speeches to appease the privileged class.

However, Qin Yun's approval rating not only didn't decrease but actually increased, because those in the lower and middle classes were siding with him and cheering him on.
It should be understood that the number of people in the middle and lower classes far exceeds that of the privileged class.

Gaining their support is equivalent to gaining the support of the entire human race.

"Now we can't even tell who's the good guy and who's the bad guy between us!!"

"Speaking of which, I hope Guilliman didn't set a trap for me?"

Qin Yun silently complained in his heart.

Before even arriving in Terra, he and Guilliman had finalized the reform plan.

The two of them, one playing the bad cop and the other the good cop, minimized the possibility of rebellion.

The current situation is that conservatives and powerful figures whose interests have been harmed are supporting Guilliman.

The newly powerful elites and ordinary people, on the other hand, support Qin Yun.

Two distinct camps were formed.

If things continue like this, Qin Yun is afraid that one day when he goes out...
A man came up beside him, pulled out a yellow robe, draped it over his shoulders, and shouted...
"The sage should be the new master of mankind."

Then a large group of people rushed out and surrounded him, wanting him to enter the palace and sit on the golden throne.

The scene is so vivid to imagine, it's absolutely mind-blowing.

…………

As the video uploader, Brother Zhong sparked a chat frenzy.
Seeing that the topic had shifted back to Sese, I stopped talking about it and continued with my own tasks.

At this point, the battle was over.
Inside the warehouse, the bodies of cult members were everywhere.

The other players in the Witcher band were finishing off the surviving cultists.

"Boss, we've found something!" White Wolf shouted, waving his hand.

Brother Zhong strode over.
They discovered that the white wolf was holding a small, ancient bronze mirror.

The heavy bronze frame is covered with complex and strange runes.

The edges are decorated with striking fangs, making it look like a roaring maw.

Zhong Ge took it and found that the frame of the bronze mirror was quite heavy.

Upon acquiring it, a chilling energy emanated from the ancient mirror.
This made him realize instantly that the ancient mirror must be a subspace artifact.

"This mirror looks like an old object."

Brother Zhong played with the ancient mirror.

Suddenly, he got playful and grinned.

His voice instantly deepened, carrying with it a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

"Throughout my life, I have never been inferior to anyone. I rose from chaos and quelled many dark times. Even in death, I will scheme to take my enemies down with me."

The white wolf and the beef-eater rolled their eyes in unison.

"You can even make a meme out of a broken mirror, I'm impressed."

"It's a pity you're not a psionicist, otherwise you could have done an even better job of cosplaying as one."

After hearing their complaints, Brother Zhong pondered for a moment and then started operating the helmet panel.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible force field emerged, causing the ancient mirror to slowly float in the air, gently rising and falling above his palm.
It seems that this thing is truly a magical artifact containing profound power.

"If we don't have psionic energy, can't we make up for it with technology?" Brother Zhong grinned.

White Wolf stroked his chin and offered his suggestion.

"Add a glowing effect, then capture nine Aether Dragons, and summon a Glory Queen-class warship. That'll make you look incredibly cool."

Even though he didn't eat beef, he grinned and laughed.

"Put a domineering golden throne on the Glory Queen-class ship. It would look even cooler, and it would probably make the greens next door drool with envy."

"Besides, Aether Drakes are too weak, just go for Void Drakes. The ceiling of the Warhammer universe, the No. 1 in physical terms."

"When the time comes, let's also get the official name changed. What's with Warhammer Online? That's so stingy. Let's change it to Shrouding the Heavens: The Lone Yellow Weasel Suppresses Eternity Online."

The white wolf nodded, indicating his agreement with the idea of ​​not eating beef.

"You know what, it actually looks pretty convincing."

"But 'yellow weasel' doesn't sound good. Let's change it to 'Corpse Emperor' instead. It sounds more sophisticated."

Nod if you don't eat beef.
"When we return to Terra, we'll put up a sign in front of the throne room door."

The sign read, "Since you have seen the Heavenly Emperor, why do you not kneel?"

Seeing that the two were getting more and more outrageous, Brother Zhong quickly steered the conversation back on track.

"Alright, let's not get off-topic. Let's talk about this first!"

White Wolf said, "What else can I say? This ancient mirror was found in the hands of those cultists, and it's probably a subspace artifact."

"But we need to know what it's used for?" Brother Zhong tried to find some clues from the mirror, but unfortunately, he wasn't an expert in this area.

He clapped his hands, realizing he had an idea.

"Didn't they recently release a new feature that allows online identification? Why don't we use that feature to see what this thing is?!"

"Yeah, you can authenticate it online." Brother Zhong operated the battle armor and opened the data interface.

Connect to the Lighthouse network and find the option to identify unknown items.

After scanning the bronze mirror and uploading relevant information, the appraisal fee was 10024 faith points (including 50% for the emperor's emotional distress).
Brother Zhong: …………

It takes over 10,000 faith points to identify this thing. What's the difference between this and robbery?

It wasn't this expensive when I had my item appraised at the shrine before!

And what's with this 50% compensation for emotional distress?
This is completely unreasonable. "That's outrageous!"

"The price will be doubled directly."

The two players, White Wolf and Those Who Don't Eat Beef, were also dumbfounded.
It wasn't this expensive when they had it appraised at the Imperial Shrine before!

"Complain," White Wolf said. "Boss, we must complain about this overcharging."

"I agree, a complaint must be filed." Those who don't eat beef support the White Wolf's statement.

Brother Zhong opened the communication interface, contacted Xiling, and asked why the appraisal price was so expensive.

Xiling replied quickly.

"The Lighthouse Network is connected to the Great God-Emperor. Given that the three of you have been disrespectful to Him, the preferential treatment is waived, and an additional 50% of faith points will be levied."

Seeing Xiling's explanation,
Players like Brother Zhong, who were without souls, were immediately filled with despair.

That's incredibly stingy. All I did was complain a few times, and they want to cancel the discount and charge me extra for emotional distress.

Overly intelligent NPCs aren't necessarily a good thing!

"They actually hold grudges?!"

"Brother Zhong, White Wolf, doesn't eat beef," the three players looked at each other, and finally had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.
Take this as a lesson.

Don't keep criticizing the Emperor in private, or you'll get retaliated against.

After deducting faith points,

A screen of light appeared out of thin air, introducing information about the ancient mirror.

【Item Name: Moss Mirror (Minor Disaster Level)】

This mirror was made by combining the skull of an ancient prophet with a special metal and then polishing it.

An ancient demon named 'Moss' resides inside.

Simply whispering the ancient incantation 'Moss, oh Moss, answer my questions' will summon the demon Moss.

Anyone willing to pay the price can get the answer to their question from 'Morse'.

Review: A despicable old devil who deceives souls.
It's suggested that you don't offer sacrifices; beating someone up will achieve the same effect.

】

Upon seeing the introduction on the screen, Zhong Ge and the other players widened their eyes in surprise.

Good grief, is this suggestion serious?
The official team is really being a bit mischievous.

"This mirror can actually ask questions?"

Brother Zhong showed a hint of interest.
If this thing were placed in a world that hasn't ventured into space and has low magic and low martial arts, it would be at least a cheat code.

"How about we give it a try?" the white wolf asked tentatively.

"Who's going to ask?" Brother Zhong asked.

"Of course it's you, you're the gang leader."

Upon hearing that he didn't eat beef, Brother Zhong immediately frowned.

This gang leader title sounds like something only a ruthless criminal organization would use!
Seeing the expectant looks in their eyes, Brother Zhong stepped forward.

"Morse, Morse, please answer my question."

A swirling mist appeared inside the ancient mirror, followed by the emergence of a bull-headed skull demon engulfed in black flames.

"What do you want to know, mortal?"

Brother Zhong stroked his chin. "Tell me how to get the Blood God to wear fishnet stockings and perform a pole dance for the Prince of Pleasure in the Labyrinth of Lust?"

Morse: "…………"

Is this guy trying to make fun of me?!
If I knew, would I still need to stay here?
They were already lording it over things in the warp.

"This question cannot be answered. Please try another question."

"Then tell me how to give Nagu a bath? How to make him become clean?"

"This question cannot be answered. Please try another question."

"Can you tell me how to fix the internet connection?"

"This question cannot be answered. Please try another question."

How can one instantly reach other parts of the galaxy without using subspace?

"This question cannot be answered. Please try another question."

Even after asking several questions, the Moss Mirror could not provide an answer.

Brother Zhong looked disappointed and shook his head.

“What a waste!!”

Moss Mirror: "…………"

Who would ask such a question after receiving a mirror?
They are all seeking power and dark technology.

Go to the lab if you want to do scientific research, why are you making wishes here?

“You shouldn’t ask that,” the white wolf said, taking the ancient mirror. “You should say, ‘Mirror of Morse, tell me how to gain the power to conquer the world?’”
This time, the Moss Mirror spoke a new voice.

"Offer 50 fresh souls and you will gain great power."

The white wolf grinned, revealing its large, white teeth.
"See? This is how you use a mirror."

"Their target audience is just people who don't know any better. You come up here and ask them for network technology and warp-free technology. Aren't you just making things difficult for them?"

"........."

Players like Zhong Ge, Bai Lang, and Bu Chi Niu Rou (who don't eat beef) tested the mirror.
It turned out that this ancient mirror wasn't anything special; it couldn't even answer slightly difficult math questions.

It can only fool cult members who don't do well in their studies.

Of course, during the exchange, the demon tried to demand his reward, but after being beaten up, he behaved himself.

After completing their mission at the space station, the players, including Zhong Ge, set off to return to the Noble Discipline.
Their transport ship had just arrived at the aircraft deck when they received unexpected news.

The Saint Astor battleship fleet, which evacuated from World Vermore III, has arrived at the World Hydrafort Fortress.

In addition to bringing hundreds of ships, the San Astor battle group also...

They also brought along a heavyweight figure—the Alien Inquisitor, Rostov.

The reason why the Third Expeditionary Fleet stayed in the world of Hydrafort Fortress.

The main reason is this judge.

The other party submitted a report about Blackstone to Terra.

The report clearly states that the forces of Chaos are using the Blackrock to perform bloody sorcery in an attempt to further expand the Great Rift and cause more worlds to be swallowed by the Warp.

It was because of Judge Rostov's report,

Guilliman then abandoned his original plan and suspended preparations for the Fifth Fleet.
Let the Third Fleet set off first to stop Chaos's vicious plan.

Brother Zhong quickly received a notice to attend a meeting.

Commander Cassandra, the head of the Third Expeditionary Fleet, invited him to discuss the upcoming military arrangements.

For Brother Zhong, this kind of meeting is optional.

However, considering the storyline of the Third Expeditionary Fleet, he still chose to go.

The meeting was held in a large hall of a void fortress.

Representatives from numerous human military units, including the Astral Legion, the Space Marine Chapter, the Battle Sisters, the Mechanicus, the Titan Order, and the Knight Families, participated in the meeting.

In addition, there were numerous officials responsible for logistics, conscription, and coordination with the local community, as well as state pastors.

The conference hall is circular, very spacious, and hundreds of meters high.

The ceiling was a massive black dome, adorned with murals depicting stories of emperors and the Primarchs.
The emblems of dozens of imperial organizations hung on chains between tall, blue-textured pillars.

The conference hall was packed with people.
When Brother Zhong and the other Soulless players walked in, the officers and officials along the way hurriedly made way for them.

It's not just because of their identities, but also because of the power field of the soulless ones.

Nobody likes being around a soulless person.

"Chosen Ones, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this meeting."

As the players, including Zhong Ge, made their way through the crowd to the high platform, Cassandra extended a sincere greeting to them.

"Who is he?" Rostov looked at Seed, who was a soulless being, with a puzzled expression.

"He is the Chosen One, the representative of the Saints and Primarchs, and the human embodiment of the Emperor's will."

Cassandra introduced Seed Brother's identity in a humble tone.

This surprised Asagai and Rostov.

It should be noted that Cassandra is the commander of the Third Expeditionary Fleet, a position of great power and influence, yet she values ​​a soulless being so highly.
Looking at Messinius, the company commander of the White Archon's battle group, who also showed the same respect to these soulless individuals, Messinius observed.

Asagai and Rostov also put aside their doubts and adopted a devout expression.

Although no one knows what happened in Terra, anyone with a sound mind can tell that the other party's identity is not simple.

"I'm just here to observe; the final decision is yours." Brother Zhong nodded. "Can we begin now?"

Asagai and Rostov looked at Kassandra.

“Everyone’s here, we can begin.” Cassandra, the fleet commander, nodded.

“In that case, let’s begin,” Rostov said, activating the shielding field.

Make sure their conversation isn't overheard.

With a soft hiss of the equipment, a faint glow appeared, enveloping Seed, Messinius, Kassandra, Rostov, and Ashagay.

In an instant, the air became blurry.

The figures of the group seemed to be frozen in place by some mysterious force.
Their outlines thus became blurred.

It's like a highly rasterized image.
At the same time, their voices disappeared, as if they had been completely cut off by some force.

The electronic devices of those nearby were interfered with, emitting sharp noises, and they had to turn off their communication devices.

Both Beef-Eating and White Wolf turned off the communication functions on their battlesuits, then looked around to assess the military strength of the Third Expeditionary Fleet.

The representatives were also observing them and whispering among themselves about their status as chosen ones.

"White Wolf, look to the left, there's an alien eating something." Not Eating Beef nudged White Wolf in the waist with his elbow.

The white wolf looked in the direction indicated by the other party.

I saw a short, stout, barrel-shaped creature with a flat head.
The other party was covered with mottled brown skin and had a fish-shaped head.

A flat nose, a pair of large, watery eyes set wide apart, on a fish-like face.

He wore a black metal armor and had four thick arms.

"Is this the Qikanti tribe?"

The white wolf retrieved the alien's species information from its memory.

Legend has it that this race, like the Spirit Race, was created by the Ancient Saints.

The alien seemed to have noticed the Chosen One's gaze as well.

She looked up, grinned, and revealed two rows of white teeth.

"It's impolite to stare at someone like that."

(End of this chapter)