Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Anyway, I guess I was just nervous.

Perhaps when humanity is extremely united, even the harshest natural environment will not pose a threat.

His so-called reminders were simply offensive.

Damn it, how many different kinds of environments can the younger brothers grow up in?

He wants to devise a unique approach for each type of problem.

We haven't even found all the younger brothers yet, and we already have to start thinking about these issues.

He couldn't help but sigh, tightening his clothes. Dorn's clothes were too big, and they felt like a blanket on him.

"Eating this kind of food in your area must be really torture. I really want to treat you to some grilled fish. By the way, are there any fish around here? Or anything that can run and jump besides people?"

As Dorn removed his helmet, he finally had the chance to examine the young man who looked resolute and unyielding.

A neat white buzz cut added a touch of decoration to this stone head, but it did not bring any vitality.

His brows furrowed together like two sharp knives, adding a touch of menace to his otherwise calm gaze, yet his eyes did indeed hold a certain clear naiveté.

My father once described himself in this way.

In other words, when this good younger brother looks at others, he's not actually thinking anything, but the way he shrugs his eyebrows makes people feel like he's about to be rolled over by this stubborn rock and crushed to death on the ground.

"Yes, you need to loosen your eyebrows a bit, don't always squint them like that. It looks a bit scary."

Aaron sincerely suggested, adding:

"If you meet up with the other brothers in the future, when you talk to them, they'll always wonder if you've listened to what they're saying. They might even suspect that you're looking down on them."

“At least I think Peturabo would think that way.”

Dorn listened patiently to the other person's rambling, then innocently spread his hands in a gesture of resignation:

"As you can see, I've listened to so much of what you said that wasn't very valuable, but I'm still willing to listen to you finish. That in itself shows that I'm very patient and receptive."

"In fact, if it is good advice, I will definitely listen to it and put it into practice."

Aaron looked at that perpetually furrowed brow and felt utterly helpless.

"You're going to do it now? Good heavens, Dorn, we seem to have a different understanding of what a calm expression looks like. You look like you're carrying a deep grudge."

For some reason, listening to the little man's rambling in front of him, Dorn tried to relax his ever-present expression a little.

But what is relaxation? Is his brow really furrowed? He can't feel it at all!

Under the influence of that simple-minded brain conflict, Dorn suffered a stroke that left half of his face paralyzed.

I'm not sure, could it be because the wind was blowing on it while I was wearing a helmet?

Or perhaps it was because these words triggered a malfunction in the facial expression program that had never been used before.

"Stop, stop, stop! I believe you'll listen to others' advice! Now let's talk about what's actually happening in this world!"

Before his younger brother's expression could completely spiral out of control, Aaron quickly changed the subject.

Chapter 161 Dorn: I Want to Go to Heaven (3K)

Dorn also realized that it was quite difficult to change his expression, which he had never thought was a problem, in a short period of time.

They had no choice but to give up on the attempt.

Aaron also felt it would be better to first understand the current state of the world and the problems his younger brother needed to solve, following the usual practice.

Once the difficulties faced by the civilizations on this planet are resolved, his good father will appear before his son with perfect timing.

He happily announced: Look how amazing my son is!

After praising it, they quickly set off on some grand expedition, all of which Marum had mentioned.

After all, stone is not so easy to shape, but once steel is melted, it can be poured into a pre-designed mold and shaped into whatever shape you want.

Dorne began to explain the basics of this world:

"This is Invit, a world where a planet has stopped rotating on its own axis and has remained in orbit forever. As a result, half of the land is perpetually in darkness, and the other half is perpetually in daylight."

"We have to live underground. In legends, some people have seen animals that can run and jump, besides humans, but we don't eat them. Energy bars are enough for us."

"When I first arrived on this planet, my grandfather found me. At that time, I almost fell into the scorching sand dunes in broad daylight."

"He carried me out and wrapped my body in a blanket, losing one of his arms in the process."

“My grandfather raised me and gradually discovered my talent. He told me to unite people and find a stable environment to live in. From that day on, I noticed something unusual in the sky. Perhaps that was the world that could sustain our lives.”

Dorn spoke, looking up at the sky.

The starry sky was still vibrant, but a large area seemed to be obscured by something.

"Now all we have to do is build a rocket and go up to that thing that obscures the stars, and see what it is. After all, we have searched every inch of Invit, and heaven does not exist on earth."

Aaron exclaimed, "So you wanted to go to heaven! That's a mythical story too. But the story I heard about going to heaven before was a tragedy, about a boy who made wings by dyeing feathers with wax, but because he flew too close to the sun, the wax melted and he fell to the ground."

Dorn even triggered a funny expression on his face because of these words:

“I’m starting to believe we’re brothers, because you and I both tend to say things that spoil the fun, and we don’t even realize there’s anything wrong with what we say.”

If Aaron hadn't been there, Dorn might not have even realized this.

And then there's someone in front of me whose behavior is somewhat similar to mine, at least when it comes to saying bad things.

He immediately had a comparison point and realized just how foolish his previous way of speaking had been.

He couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, realizing that he had said so many offensive things to his people in the past.

"I think you've passed my test. We really are brothers! Come on, let's get on our train and head to the rocket launch site. The ship we're building is there!"

Dorn extended his hand to invite his brother.

Aaron was still a little disappointed. His younger brother was really naive and straightforward. What if he got scammed when he went out in the future?

Perhaps I'm being a bit pessimistic, or maybe the scammers simply can't fool him.

This is Roger Dorn! The younger brother his father used to forbid him from dreaming about at night.

After talking to Dorn, you really can't sleep that night.

He had no choice but to follow Dorn onto the train, still wearing the overly heavy clothes, as the train carriages closed.

Aaron did indeed see those airtight and watertight valves, which were used to ensure the comfort of the other carriages.

Then he thought of the things his father designed when he was building submarines, although Marum made most of them by hand.

So that makes sense! It seems my father's mind isn't all mush except for fruit wine; he does have some knowledge of this stuff.

“I will go and explain to my people that you should stand here and not move.”

Dorn said calmly that, apart from the effects of the change from the natural environment to the sealed environment, his demeanor had not changed at all since he first met Aaron.

If Dorn could see his father, he would surely be able to tolerate all of his father's inhuman behavior!

However, because Dorn was unable to offer a clear and emotional rebuttal, his father became increasingly extreme in front of him.

Aaron thought to himself that he certainly didn't believe his father would suddenly feel sorry for Dorn.

This guy will probably be very happy to finally have a son who won't argue with him.

While Dorn persuaded his people, Aaron carefully observed the train that had resumed operation. It appeared to be a cargo train, filled with various metal materials.

Are these materials used to build a ship that goes to the sky?

He suddenly slapped his forehead. That's it! Why not just borrow one from Guilliman!

The only problem was that my father lost some hair, but coincidentally, after the Dedu incident, his hair had all grown back, and some of it was even quite long.

It's perfectly fine to kindly give my elderly father a haircut!

Aaron couldn't help but get excited. This was the first time he had been able to help his younger brothers so quickly on their first meeting.

When Dorn returned, he found the little boy in front of him looking at him with great pride and shouting:

"I'm going to find a way to send you and your people to heaven!"

Dorn's brow, which had just begun to relax, immediately returned to its original state.

Why do these words sound so strange?

But he still prefers to listen to other people's ideas; he has always been willing to listen.

Although his face certainly gave the impression that he was very unwilling to listen.

Dorn patiently said:

"Please tell me, if we could reach the sky sooner and see what exactly is that thing obscuring the stars, and if it could provide a comfortable living environment, then more people could be rescued sooner."

Aaron whispered, "It's simple. You can just punch me and send me to Guilliman. Uh, Little Pei will do too. Father has already found him, and he can borrow a spaceship. By the way, people in space call anything that can travel in space a spaceship."

"Do you know what 'shattering' means? It means if you throw a punch at me, I'll explode into thin air with a bang!"

(Xiao Pei: You specifically sought me out just for Dorn?)

Dorn was very puzzled: Why did you have to be scattered?

He was well aware of his own power; he could kill an ordinary person with a single punch, and even shatter their organs.

However, it cannot be broken down into smaller pieces.

He spoke these words truthfully, expressing his doubts.

It seems that the reasons for killing Aaron and the methods for killing and disintegrating Aaron are equally important questions.

Seeing that his younger brother was still struggling with what to do, Aaron had no choice but to choose the most straightforward approach.

"Dorn, watch closely."

Aaron slammed his head against the wall next to him, and with a bang, he exploded into a blur and vanished, instead of being left with a broken head and blood.

It turns out he was right, but looking at it this way, it doesn't seem like a person at all, it's more like a ghost.

Dorn couldn't help but think, his mind devoid of any extraneous emotions. He even wondered if his grandfather was watching him if there was a soul after death.

Dorn calmed down, reassured his people, and continued the transport of materials.

Regardless of what kind of help this self-proclaimed brother may bring, at least they cannot let it stop them. If the Invites can reach the heavens and escape this extreme world through their own efforts, that would be quite good.

Relying on external forces is not necessarily bad, but it is important not to stop the process of strengthening oneself.