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Chapter 264 Has the Bat Cub's Father Returned? (Part 2)

"Is it really that simple—just stop collecting the blood tax and the gray tax?"

Terubos was somewhat uneasy.

This doesn't even qualify as a condition.

The Manhunter Chapter itself was composed of a group of exiled veterans.
Years ago, they didn't even know whose child it was.

Without a parent group to claim it, there's no one to speak up for them.

He's not good with words, so he can't please the High Lord or the Motorbike Guy.
Often, they had to solve the problems of manpower and equipment themselves, which led to the emergence of the Blood Tax and Gray Tax.

Blood Tax: They have the right to plunder the population of the Imperial world to use as potential recruits or chapter servants.

Gray Tax: You can exchange various ancient relics, or alien artifacts and oilers obtained from outside the empire's borders, for new equipment.

During the Badakhshan War,
That is, the war in which Huron the Blackheart rebelled.
The Terran Highlords gave the Mantis Warriors' homeworld to them as spoils of war.

However, instead of settling down, they packed up all their people and resources and abandoned the planet.

The primary mission of the Shark Legion is to venture beyond the borders of the Empire.

Fight against enemies that may pose a threat to the Empire.

Therefore, since they have no way to manage their home planet, the best option is to harvest a wave of resources and leave.

Collecting blood taxes and gray taxes are their only supplementary means.

Nowadays, some wealthy men are shouting the slogan, "I'll pay for everything!"

Who would bother collecting blood taxes and gray taxes? Wouldn't it be better to cling to the coattails of the rich?

"Yes, you don't need to do anything else, just stop collecting the gray tax and the blood tax."

"These supplies are for you."

"Now, please have Chapter Leader Telbos move the equipment off my ship."

Qin Yun looked at Teborus and said sarcastically, "Otherwise, you'll have to pay storage fees if it's left out for too long."

The humorous words eased Theubos's unease and further confirmed that this was their compensation.

Tylubos was wearing a Tactical Dauntless Terminator armor set.
Dozens of gleaming brass rivets were embedded in the gray ceramic armor.

Beneath the ceramic armor are layers upon layers of plastic steel reinforced with fine gold beams.

Its arms are equipped with exaggeratedly large and terrifying arm armor, as well as sharp power claws and recurved twin chainsaw blades.

When he took off his helmet, a weathered and scarred, resolute face appeared before Qin Yun.

Immediately afterwards, Teborus tucked his helmet into his waistband and knelt on one knee.

The yellowed head at his waist shook and began to thud.

"The Shark Legion is at your service, Your Excellency, Holy Emperor."

"From now on, your will will be the target of the Shark Eater Legion's blade."

Terubos spoke sincerely.

"No need for that." Qin Yun raised his hands, and Telbos, who was wearing heavy Terminator armor, was lifted up by an invisible force.

He's definitely a poor kid; he'll be completely taken advantage of if you give him a little something.

Children who lack love are easily deceived.
The Little Shark Squad perfectly exemplifies this point.

It's okay, we still need to be good to our kids.

Qin Yun thought of the players, and his previous thoughts vanished instantly.

Let's just let these unfilial sons go.

“You are a hero, Telbos,” Qin Yun said. “So are the Man-Eating Sharks. You have given everything for the Empire, and this is what you deserve.”

Terubos looked at the saint shrouded in light, whose image resembled that of an angel from mythology.

The sincere words were full of recognition and praise for the Shark Eater Band.
This filled Teborus with a strong sense of pride.

The man-eating shark has a bad reputation.
Many warbands were wary of them.

The high lords of Terra are even more accustomed to ignoring their existence.

But now, the Sage stands before him, affirming the contributions of the Man-Eating Shark Squad.

"Thank you, saint."

"Contact your warband and move your supplies."

Qin Yun added, "We'll talk about other things after you're done with your work."

"Ok."

The Terubos and the battle barge Nikol established communication.

Have the think tank director send someone over to move the things.

"The sage is a handsome, generous, and noble man. We must apologize for questioning him earlier."

“The big harvester.” The think tank director’s voice was very deep. “Please be mindful of your current position. You are still negotiating. If you show any favoritism towards the negotiating partner, it will greatly reduce our gains.”

"Alright, Te Kahulangi, please stop questioning our great Sage. I now suspect that the Sage is the Primarch of our Chapter."

"If not, I really can't imagine why he would be so good to us!!"

Tylubos interrupted the think tank director, forbidding him from slandering the saint.

The head of the think tank on the other end of the communication line widened his eyes slightly.

What happened?!
Tyborus usually has a stern and unsmiling expression, as if someone owes him eight hundred sets of Terminator armor and hasn't paid them back.
Now, however, he has completely changed his personality. Not only is he as happy as a child, but he also claims that the so-called saint might be the Primarch of their warband!
Didn't we just find out a while ago that they were a sub-group of the Dark Raven Guard?

How could they suddenly change their allegiance and become the offspring of that saint?

"This kind of thinking needs to be corrected by the pastor."

"Teborus is usually so composed, how come he changes his tune so easily over the slightest good thing?!"

Te Kahulangi said silently to himself,
How can you arbitrarily identify the original entity?
Their Primarch can only be the Lord of the Ravens—Corius Corax.

After hanging up the communication,
Te Kahulangi led his men on a transport boat to meet up with Teborus.

…………

"You mean all of these are for us?"

As soon as he stepped off the transport ship, Te Kahulangi stared wide-eyed at the mountain of supplies piled up in front of him.

The accompanying pastor and company commanders had the same expression, their faces filled with disbelief.

That's a bit too much!

“Yes, they are all ours, and these are only a part of it,” Terubos said. “A large part has not yet been moved out.”

“I apologize for questioning you, Great Harvester,” Te Kahulangi said sincerely. “There’s a reason you became our Chapter Master.”

“I now suspect that the previous investigation was wrong. Our mother group is definitely not the Raven Guard.”

“I agree. Our Primarch must be a saint.” Nicholas, a priest, nodded firmly.

There was no way around it; they gave us just too much.

The sage also promised that the Empire would be responsible for supplying the Shark Legion in the future.

The supplies will be more than today, not less, and we will also be able to enjoy all kinds of new equipment.

A Primarch who exiled his ancestors, and a Mother Group that ignored him.

A handsome and kind saint who cared deeply for them.

Do we even need to consider how to choose?
Clinging to a powerful patron can save you ten years of wasted time.

The younger players also received news of the arrival of the Man-Eating Shark Gang.

When they arrived at the hangar, they saw the little sharks excitedly carrying things.

So they crouched at a distance and shared the story in the communication chat channel.

Little alpaca: "Is this the poor guy squad that raises sharks? It's kind of funny."

War Master: "The Man-Eating Shark Legion, I heard they have a lot of ancient relics. Aren't you going to try and get some?"

Desert: "Enough talk, teleport there now."

Jujiro: "These guys look like bandits who have invaded a village."

Zhuge: "Move their sharks away!!"

A person with conflicted opinions: "@Zhuge, how can you be so mean?!"

"........."

Terubos also noticed a player crouching in the distance, wearing armor with strange painted patterns.

He asked Qin Yun curiously, "Sage, are those your subordinates?"

Qin Yun looked in the direction the other person was pointing and smiled, "They are the chosen ones protected by the Emperor's power."

"It is a gift from the emperor to mankind."

“Chosen Ones? Gifts?” Teberus chewed on the word. “What can they do?”

"What you can do, they can do too; what you can't do, they can also do," Qin Yun said calmly. "They are the nemesis of demons, beings that even the gods fear."

"Under the protection of the Emperor's power, they will not truly die, can be reborn indefinitely, and possess unimaginable growth potential."

"If you need their help, you can post a task for them. I have already given you the relevant permissions."

Upon hearing Qin Yun's explanation, Tyrus and the little sharks behind him looked shocked.
Protected by the Emperor's might, with infinite resurrection, such an existence is simply invincible!!
“Right now, I don’t have any suitable missions for these powerful warriors,” Telbos shook his head.
In his view, the Emperor's chosen ones must be destined for great things.

Moreover, getting the chosen ones to do things for you will definitely come at a huge price.

Qin Yun saw his concerns and smiled, "Don't be so reserved. The Chosen Ones are easy to communicate with. For example, you can ask them to help you move supplies, just give them a small reward."

Under Teborus's watchful eye, Qin Yun quickly drafted a task to transport goods.

Before long, the little players swarmed around them.

Under the astonished gaze of the little sharks, the players, with 200% enthusiasm, helped them move all the items as quickly as possible.
The main reason is that players have dimensional space, and this cutting-edge technology allows them to move things much faster than the servants of the Manhunter Gang.

"Can they be this happy with just a little reward?" Teborus asked, puzzled.

"Because they need to earn money to buy equipment so they can better serve the Emperor," Qin Yun explained. "The Chosen Ones don't have logistics; they have to earn all their own supplies."

Teborus: "..."

Te Kahulangi: "..."

Niradin: "..."

The other company commanders of the Man-Eating Shark Squadron: "…………"

What does it mean to earn money to buy equipment and serve the emperor?

Are loyalty things this complicated these days?

I always thought that I was already pathetic, needing to rely on blood taxes and gray taxes just to keep my chapter running.

Who would have thought that the chosen ones, protected by the Emperor's might, would need to do quests to earn money to buy equipment?

In this contrast, the Man-Eating Shark Band seems like a heretic.
They actually need the Empire to provide logistics?!
Look at them, they earn their own money to buy equipment, and they absolutely refuse to trouble the Empire!!
What is loyalty?
That's what true loyalty is.

After moving the supplies, Qin Yun hosted a grand banquet for the Man-Eating Shark Squad as a celebration of their victory.

This made Teberus and the others very happy.

They had never received such a warm welcome when they returned from the imperial frontiers before.

After the banquet, Qin Yun planned to continue his journey to Nocturne Star.

"We'll go too."

After learning the reason why Qin Yun was going to Nocturne Star, Teborus also stepped forward.

I finally managed to latch onto a powerful patron, so I can't let him suffer any injustice.

Qin Yun thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright, let's go together then."

The encounter with the Man-Eating Shark Gang was just a minor incident.

Qin Yun led the fleet onward, heading towards Nocturne Star.

During this journey, players begin to figure out how to obtain those precious artifacts from the little shark.

Relics are not very useful to NPCs.

They would be very useful in their hands.

Not only can it be used as a souvenir, but it can also be integrated with existing equipment.

Fusion equipment can have additional attributes, thus gaining greater power.

Teberus also had a vague feeling that something was wrong with the Chosen Ones.
Their gazes toward themselves were filled with hunger.
It gave him a sense of crisis, like a little girl in a migrant worker's dormitory.

Now, even Teberus began to suspect that these chosen ones might have some kind of perverse hobby.
After much hesitation,
Teborus shared his confusion with Qin Yun.

Qin Yun smiled.
"They're not interested in you, they're only interested in your chapter's relics."

"You issue a few arena missions, and if they win, the company commander will give them a piece of relic equipment."

"Remember to add restrictions, such as allowing only a few attempts per day, and also, charge a fee."

"Is it really that simple?" Teberus was somewhat skeptical, but he still issued the arena quest.
You can choose a relic equipment by defeating a company commander.

With new equipment, who needs those old relic?!
Teborus had assumed that such a reward would not be enough to entice the chosen ones.

To everyone's surprise, right after he posted the message, a group of people rushed over and surrounded him in layers.

Because there were no limit to the number of challenges or any fees, the warriors of the Man-Eating Shark Legion witnessed for the first time what a "Roll King" truly was.

As long as they don't get beaten up and sent to the treatment room, those guys will keep challenging us.

When the day ended, Tyborus removed his armor, his legs trembling, purely due to excessive physical exertion and the injection of too much stimulant.

"We still have to listen to the sage's advice, otherwise we'll be played to death by these chosen ones in a few days." Teborus felt that he should listen to advice, otherwise he would be worked to death.

…………

at the same time,

The planet Atomoma in the Calicus sector,

The thirteenth batch of players has logged in.
The number of players who went online this time reached 500,000.

The entire church area was cleared out to welcome them.

When the time comes,
A flash of light, and the players who had secured beta test slots appeared in the vast church square.
The once quiet church area instantly became incredibly noisy.

At first glance, it was a dense mass of heads.

"Is this what a 100% realistic game is like?"

"Wow, this game is absolutely amazing!!"

"The air, the texture, it's just like the real thing!"

"........."

The young players were incredibly excited.

The popularity of Warhammer Online is currently ridiculously high, and they had to wait in line for a long time to get a beta test slot.

Now that I'm online and seeing the surrounding environment, I feel that all the waiting was worthwhile.

"Is my little brother still there?"

The little player (ID: Labor is the most glorious) pulled down his pants.

The next second, with a loud boom, a bolt of psionic lightning appeared out of thin air.
Let him lie there, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back, like a corpse.

This is not over yet,

Several bright, lightning-like whips appeared, lashing down the fallen players one after another, relentlessly whipping their corpses.

This terrified the other guys who were also pulling their crotches, turning them deathly pale.

Ah!
So cruel?
They even whipped the corpse!

"Everyone, look to me! Anyone want to go on a grand adventure with me? Let's go find the universe's greatest treasure!"

The player (ID: Mengtang Xianzhe) climbed onto a sculpture and said, "Let's embark on an adventure together!! Anyone want to join me?"

"At the pinnacle of power, reign supreme! Brothers, let's assemble for a raid!" Another player shouted from the other side.

"Without me, the world would be plunged into eternal darkness. I will punch the Four Gods and kick the Great Devourer!" a player shouted.

"........."

The whole scene was a mess.

They were shouting all sorts of things.

Some people tried to kiss statues of emperors and saints, but were also struck by lightning and died instantly.

When the newbies were arguing fiercely...

Xiling's figure appeared above them and uttered that classic opening line.

"Welcome to Hell, the Emperor's worthless currency."

The newbies all looked up at Xiling, who was speaking, and quieted down.

Xiling looked around and then continued with the beginner's storyline.

"The Great Raiders... Kadia has fallen... Human civilization is in grave danger..."

After the storyline was completed, Xiling disappeared.

The previously quiet players started making noise again.

Next, the various battle groups took the stage to recruit new members.

"Hey guys, wanna get some grilled mushrooms?!"

"It's okay if you don't want to eat mushrooms, you can eat roasted vegetables."

A fragrant aroma wafted over, making the players' mouths water.

The agricultural college team pulled out their recruitment weapon – a barbecue truck.

There was a barbecue cart, where the vegetable vendor was diligently grilling mushrooms.
On the other barbecue cart, the mushroom people are diligently grilling vegetables.

While they were grilling, the two sides would inexplicably start fighting.

Some of the mushroom and vegetable figures were chopped down, dragged back, washed, sliced, and thrown onto the barbecue grill.

The players were completely stunned. What kind of hellish operation was this?!
"The founder of this warband must be a Paradox Interactive player. They should be sent to practice shooting with light spears."

"This is even more hellish than making starfish cans!!"

"I'm reminded of a movie, Fruit Agents, which tells the story of how humans persecute them from the perspective of fruits."

"That animated series where a common soldier becomes the main villain??"

"I must say, that animated film is actually quite good."

"........."

The agricultural college team was packed with people, all crammed together eating barbecue.

Other teams also came up with various tricks to attract the attention of newcomers.

On the MC Dynasty side, they launched a rap, dance, and basketball supergroup.

A group of gene stealers, dressed in overalls, jumped around on stage with basketballs while singing recruitment raps.

The young players were also amazed.

"The KunKun Cult is growing stronger." "It's a pity those cunning guys don't have hair; otherwise, with their slicked-back hairstyles, they'd be incredibly handsome!!"

"The person who planned this show is a genius."

"The cunning dancers are quite captivating."

"You guys say this cunning saintess is bald and ugly. But her figure is really amazing, it makes your mouth water."

"........."

Seeing the young players drawn over by the cunning gang,
The staff of MC Dynasty also started shouting loudly.

"Join the MC Dynasty and get a beautiful Zerg maid! Brothers, do you want a tyrant dressed as a maid?"

"Join the MC Dynasty and bring the Tyrant Maid home."

Meanwhile, the Witcher band played DJ music with nightclub lighting.

Inside a cage bound with exorcism prayers and iron chains, several succubi were performing a pole dance.

Their innate bodily instincts compel them to unconsciously maintain the exquisite image of human females.
Curvy and sexy.

The sight made all the young players drool.

"A real man should fight demons and be a demon hunter."

"Want to be a sexy succubus? Want to be a man like DOOM? Come on, join the Witcher band."

"........."

"Join the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion, brothers, let's have some fun! Come in and we'll give you limited edition dice masks, the same copper coin mask as Li Huowang."

"National Religion players, look this way, for the Emperor..."

"Anyone like Alpha? Hydra, gather up!"

"Brothers who love magic, come here for magic."

"........."

The whole scene was chaotic and noisy, just like a market.

Veteran players try every means to attract the attention of younger players and complete recruitment tasks.

New players seem to have inexhaustible energy, wandering around here and touching there.

Feng, the Sage of Kaska, and other high-ranking officials in the sector were all exhausted, but they still had to maintain order.

The chosen ones are too mischievous; if you're not careful, they can cause a major incident.

In subspace,
The Tzeentch demons, led by Carlos the Weaver of Fate, have been keeping a close eye on the Chosen Ones' movements.

As the power of the cursed increases, it becomes increasingly difficult to peer into the world of Athoma.

But Carlos persisted.
Only in this way could he keep track of the movements of those chosen ones in real time.

Seeing the actions of those outsiders, Carlos secretly shook his head.

"These high-latitude creatures are simply devils."

Does anyone sell green-skinned vegetables as canned produce?

Who captures a demon to keep as a pet?
Who captures demons, dark spirits, greenskins, and other races to make movies?

What's even more outrageous now is that they're doing role-playing!

[Being bullied by the Blood God, who always hated me, until dawn]

[A female scholar who was manipulated and driven to depravity by a fat, otaku who visited a garbage dump]

[The untold story of the Rain Father and the Weaver of Fate!!]

【………】

Sometimes, just one glance from him makes Carlos feel like his eyes and mind have been polluted.

Aside from doing things that pollute the soul and eyes,

The outsiders are also building powerful weapons such as colossus warships and celestial fortresses.

This is a force to be reckoned with, to reduce the Milky Way to ashes, to utter ruins!
They showed no respect for the gods and no mercy for other races.

If such a group continues to grow, the entire galaxy will face its end.

"It is our duty to protect the galaxy."

Carlos muttered to himself,
"We can't let these outsiders destroy the Milky Way."

"We need to check out Magnus's psionic awakening plan and give him a hand, otherwise if these chosen ones continue to grow stronger, the galaxy will face a terrible crisis."

Carlos pondered his new plan; he needed to find a way to suppress the development of those outsiders.

Otherwise, the Milky Way would be in danger.

Just as Carlos was about to set off, he suddenly realized a problem.
As a minion of the Chaos God, shouldn't I be on the evil side?

Why should he be the one to mediate matters like protecting the galaxy?
Who exactly is the evil god?
Is it really going to be a story of heroes chosen by the gods defeating the evil demon army?
The question is, who can the Warriors choose?

Carlos was seriously considering this question.
"Could it be that you're going to choose the Tau group??"

"This race has immense potential. If we could give them a push, they might actually be able to challenge the human empire!"

………………

After a week of sailing

Qin Yun's fleet arrived at the star system where Nocturne Star is located.

They entered the real universe from the Mandeville point.

It then used conventional engines for propulsion and headed toward Nocturne.

Their whereabouts were quickly pinpointed by the bird divination device.
The fleet protecting Nocturne quickly approached and questioned them to verify their identities.

Nocturne has not built a lighthouse and still uses extremely inefficient interstellar communication.

They captured a lot of astronomical messages from the subspace.

Upon learning that the empire now has two great figures in charge,

They organized an indomitable expedition to fight against the Great Raiders.

One of them is the Primarch of the Ultramarines—Robot Guilliman.

The other was a saint whom I had never heard of before.

They had no idea about further details.
After all, the information content of Star Language Communication is extremely low.

Currently, the Salamanders Chapter is led by Tu Shan.
Upon receiving news of the Imperial fleet's visit, he donned his armor and summoned the other high-ranking members of the chapter for a meeting.

"Who are they?" Tu Shan asked the communications officer beside him.

"One part of the fleet belongs to the Man-Eating Sharks, while the other part claims to be led by a saint."

The staff then projected the compiled communications to several Imperial Angels.

"A man-eating shark?" Tu Shan frowned as he examined the information on the projection.

He naturally knew about the Man-Eating Shark faction.

They acted ruthlessly, showing no mercy to their enemies.

To achieve their goals, they are willing to exploit and sacrifice even civilians, and they also like to plunder the belongings of friendly forces, so they have a very bad reputation.
The man-eating shark and the salamander have conflicting philosophies, therefore, they don't have much in common.
They never even greet you on ordinary days.

Now, they suddenly come to visit them.
Something's definitely fishy going on!

“They must have come with that saint,” said the second company commander, Peras. “From the interstellar messages we’ve received so far, we know that the saint and Kiriman have joined forces to reform Terra and launched the Unyielding Expedition to fight against the Great Raiders.”

“Regardless of their identity, they have come from afar and must have something to ask for,” Tu Shan said. “We need to treat them with caution.”

"Should we let them in?" Company Commander Agathon asked, "or just turn them away?"

"No matter what, they are troops of the Empire. They have come from afar, so we should maintain the demeanor of hosts and at least give them a chance to speak."

Sistan, the father of forging, spoke.

“Then let them in,” Tu Shan nodded. “Give them a chance to speak.”

After receiving permission, the defense forces allowed Qin Yun and his group to pass, enabling their fleet to successfully enter the orbit of Nocturne.

However, only the warship carrying Qin Yun was allowed to dock in the port; the other warships had to wait outside the port.

Teborus was somewhat dissatisfied with this arrangement.

"They are doubting you, Saint."

Qin Yun took it in stride, saying, "It's alright. If this puts them at ease, then we'll follow their plan."

Guided by port staff, the warship entered the port smoothly.

Qin Yun led Tiberius and the players out of the warship and spotted the fire lizard warriors who had been waiting for a long time.
Their battle leader, Tu Shan, stood at the front, wearing a heavy Terminator suit.

When Qin Yun looked at this son of Vulcan,
Tu Shan also looked up, and his eyes met Qin Yun's.

The veteran, a seasoned soldier, stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Sanguinius?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not the Saint Gilles you're talking about, I'm just an ordinary person who received the Emperor's blessing."

Qin Yun's humble tone greatly increased the goodwill of Tu Shan and the other fire lizard warriors.

"I wonder what brings the Sage to the Star of Night Song?" Tu Shan asked directly, voicing his question.

Qin Yun didn't hide much and told Guilliman that he had been entrusted by Guilliman to promote the original casting strengthening and new technology reform.

“We don’t trust Guilliman,” Tu Shan said bluntly. “He dismantled the Legions and let those Highlords, those idiots, make a mess of the entire Empire.”

“Many things are changing, and it’s normal that the old system can’t adapt to the future. Besides, Guilliman has been asleep for tens of thousands of years, and it’s not entirely his fault that the empire has become what it is today.”

Qin Yun was not discouraged, but patiently persuaded him.
"The Great Raiders destroyed Cardia, the galaxy was split in two, war broke out everywhere, and the influence of the Chaos Gods on the real universe was amplified like never before."

"Without new technologies and warriors, humanity has no chance of resolving this terrible crisis."

Tu Shan looked at the saint before him, then glanced at the line of original warriors behind him.

These new warriors are taller and their equipment is more advanced.
If they can obtain these aid soldiers, the Salamanders Chapter will not only be able to quickly replenish its ranks, but also enhance its combat effectiveness.

However, these original warriors also caused some concern among high-ranking officials such as Tu Shan.

Are the Primal Warriors truly sons of the fire dragon?
Will their addition turn the Salamanders Chapter into Guilliman's tools?

"Why not let Nocturne make the choice?" Blaise, buried in fearlessness, noticed Tu Shan's hesitation.

He stepped forward and made a suggestion.

"How so?" Qin Yun looked at Blaise, the elder, and asked respectfully.

“It’s not impossible for us to accept the original casting technology, but you must complete three trials. Only then can you earn our trust,” Blaus said.

"What kind of trial?" Qin Yun asked.

"Trial 1: Cross a river of lava barehanded. Trial 2: Slay a volcanic behemoth single-handedly. Trial 3: Forge a weapon inside a dead volcano."

Blaise walked up to Qin Yun and told him about the three trials.
These are all exclusive to Salamander recruits.

If he can accomplish this, the Salamander Chapter will accept the reforms.

"Then it's a deal." Qin Yun thought for a while and agreed to Blaise's conditions.

All of Vulcan's sons are equally stubborn.
It's impossible to force them to submit through force.

Only by genuinely gaining their approval can we get them to accept reforms.

“Sage, you are too kind.” Teberus shook his head.

In his view, dealing with a battle group like the Salamanders is as simple as giving them a good beating.

"It's a good thing if we don't have to take action."

Qin Yun did not explain further.

If we really kill the salamanders, what will happen when Vulcan comes back?!

Their own child was beaten and cried loudly, and was even forced to accept reforms.

If the fire dragon gets angry for its cub and storms Terra demanding an explanation, things will get really bad.

It would be better to honestly complete the three trials and win the trust of these sons of Vulcan.

The first task: Crossing a lava river barehanded.
The salamander's gene seed can enhance a warrior's heat resistance and muscle regeneration speed.

Over time, the skin calcifies into a scaly structure, allowing it to survive briefly in magma.

Every new recruit must cross a river of lava to prove that they are worthy of inheriting Vulcan's will.

Of course, this doesn't mean people can swim directly in the lava river, but rather cross it using stone pillars fixed in the lava river.

The stone pillar is extremely hot; an ordinary person would be instantly scalded if they stepped on it.

Only warriors of the Salamander Chapter can pass through.

This was no big deal for Qin Yun.

With the Emperor's blessing and the power of faith, he easily crossed the lava river, wearing a fire-resistant robe.

Then, they killed a volcanic beast.

Qin Yun decided to complete both trials together at the Death Volcano.
Because he didn't know anything about forging, Qin Yun sincerely invited Tu·Shirt...
Hopefully, this salamander warrior can give him some pointers.

Tu Shan, as expected of Vulcan's son, readily agreed to Qin Yun's invitation.

The Death Volcano is the largest volcano on Nocturne, covering a vast area.
The mountain range stretches endlessly, with countless tunnels inside, creating a complex and interconnected landscape.

This place was also where Vulcan and the Emperor once competed.

The most powerful and terrifying creature on Nocturne Star—the fire dragon—also lives here.

Qin Yun climbed the deadly volcano and found a fire dragon with an exaggeratedly large physique in the mountain.

It possesses a pair of enormous wings, which, when fully extended, reach a length of over thirty meters.
It has an organ inside its body that contains a flame bag, which can spew out high-temperature flames.

Its scales are as hard as steel; when a bomb hits them, it only causes a negligible dent.

Qin Yun and the fire dragon engaged in a fierce battle.
Ultimately, they prevailed through sheer power and severed the fire dragon's head.

Hot blood, emitting a pungent sulfurous odor, gushed out, staining the battlefield red.

Qin Yun removed the fire dragon's teeth and bones.

They planned to use the high temperature of the extinct volcano to forge a weapon.

Qin Yun possesses the passive characteristic of the Curse of Knowledge, making his learning speed astonishing.

Even though they had never been exposed to forging before, under Tu Shan's guidance,

Qin Yun quickly mastered the relevant techniques.
It may not be as good as those top master craftsmen, but it meets the minimum standard.
After several days of forging, a dragon tooth spear was beginning to take shape.

Qin Yun was completely absorbed in the forging process.

He found himself becoming increasingly adept at it, as if he had become one with the hammer in his hand.

With each strike, the clanging of the hammer and spear acquired a mysterious rhythm.

When the Dragon Fang Spear was fully formed, the dormant Death Volcano erupted, emitting a terrifying sound, like the roar of a giant dragon.

"The Dragon's Roar!"

Tu Shan's eyes widened. In ancient texts, extinct volcanoes were described as the embodiment of the soul of the world.

Such phenomena only occurred during the Emperor's descent and Vulcan's resurrection.

The lava cave used for forging also collapsed due to this incident.
A piece of rock the size of a head hit Tu Shan on the head with a loud thud, knocking him unconscious.

Qin Yun had no choice but to carry the forged weapon in one hand and the war captain in the other, and rush out of the collapsed lava cave.

A dormant volcano has revived, spewing forth towering lava.

The terrifying heat distorted the surrounding air, and the entire sky was blocked by the billowing smoke and dust, turning it into a dark and gloomy place.

Even the fire salamander warriors had to retreat to ensure their own safety.

"Is nothing going to happen?"

"This is something no living person can endure."

"It seems the guide will have to go through the resurrection process!!"

Can the guide be resurrected?

"Nonsense, he's not an original NPC, of ​​course he can be resurrected. If he's not resurrected, who will guide us?"

"But this volcanic eruption is really scary, it looks like the end of the world."

"........."

The young players stared in astonishment at the crater where lava was spewing out hundreds, even thousands of meters.

In the real world, there are no volcanic eruptions of that magnitude for them to see.

Teberus also looked at the erupting, deadly volcano with a worried expression.
The person I was just clinging to is gone just like that!
Just as everyone was speculating,
Qin Yun emerged from the billowing dust, holding the Dragon Fang Spear in one hand and the unconscious Tu Shan in the other.

When he appeared, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

When Qin Yun handed the forged weapon to the fathers of blacksmithing, led by Sistan, their faces showed surprise.

This weapon is of such high quality that it surpasses the ones they forged, almost on par with the divine weapons crafted by Vulcan.

To be able to produce a weapon of this quality on the first try...

If we do this a few more times, wouldn't we be able to forge all sorts of divine artifacts?!

"Now, have we completed the three trials?" Qin Yun asked Blaise.

“Yes, Saint.” Blaus nodded, then he and his many salamander warriors knelt on one knee. “The salamanders will obey your commands.”

"Get up, no need for such formalities." Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Completing the three trials will allow these stubborn fire lizards to undergo strengthening, so it's worth the effort.

After waking up, Tu Shan first expressed his gratitude to Qin Yun for saving his life, and then said that he had no objection to the result and was willing to accept the reform.

The rest was much simpler.
They arranged for the sages of the Mechanical Order to build the lighthouse.

Perform original forging enhancements on the salamanders.
Give players quests to catch dragons, so they won't get too bored.

After arranging these matters, Qin Yun had Xiling establish communication with Guilliman, and coincidentally, Ryan was also online.

Qin Yun then briefly explained to the two Primarchs how he had persuaded the fire lizard.

When he heard Vulcan's son say he didn't trust Guilliman, Lane couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"My brother, you're really unpopular!!"

Even the descendants of the kind-hearted Vulcan think you're unreliable!

Guilliman, on the other hand, looked utterly exasperated.

This regency is unworkable.

They're all smearing us.
I want to resign and go back to Macurag to lie down.

After finishing talking about Nocturne, Qin Yun looked at Ryan and said, "Don't tell me that Lion went online just to mock his brother."

Ryan then stopped smiling. "Of course I'm not that bored. The reason I went online is to tell you that I've found the Midnight Empire that those bat bastards built."

"They committed horrific massacres in many worlds, forcing those worlds to submit to them and establishing a small empire with hundreds of planets."

"Besides these, I also received some unexpected news: it seems that the bastard father of those bat cubs is also there."

P.S.: Big update of 10,000 words, brothers, thank you for your support!

I've been coding all day, and I was thinking of just lying down, but then I thought about my mortgage, so I gritted my teeth and kept going.

(End of this chapter)