Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

He even looked relieved (Slaanesh: this part is described as Peturab altering his own memories), saying that he was the one among his brothers who could become emperor!

Those words cannot be taken back!

Little Pei hurriedly asked, "Aaron, is Father a man of his word?"

Aaron shook his head decisively: "He has nothing to do with integrity. You could say that you can always trust him in times of crisis, but unless something as big as the end of the world happens, he's the most unreliable person around you."

“In my day, no son would worry every day that his old father would get lost. But our family is like this. Sigh, look, I have to come all the way here for his fishing competition and ask you to make an automatic fishing machine.”

Life is tough, Aaron sighed.

Xiao Pei finally understood the whole story and reconstructed the image of her father from before Christ.

It's alright. A man's word is his bond. The old man said it, so he has to accept it!

If he doesn't admit it, he'll wait until his grand plan is complete before forcing him to resign!

This imperial throne can only belong to oneself!

Xiao Pei began to reluctantly and waste her talent by making a fishing machine for her elderly father.

This sounds like the prince pandering to his father's tastes and providing full support for his father's enjoyment of food, drink, and entertainment.

The Fourth Prince was to be reported to various government departments for misconduct.

However, those who can become emperors probably all have some kind of skill.

With Aaron's continuous assistance in providing data on the Macedonian Rivers and the local fishing industry, Xiao Pei skillfully created an automatic fishing machine that resembled a human body and could be carried by one person.

Its mechanical structure and operation rely on gears, springs, and conveyor belts.

Because there is no suitable power source, the mainspring needs to be wound up and turned backward about three thousand times before use.

The twisting motion can also be used as a form of exercise.

This was exactly what Aaron wanted; the old man couldn't just not do this little bit of work in order to go fishing.

If he dared to secretly let Angron wind up the clockwork, Aaron would really smash that fishing machine in the old man's face.

Chapter 340 Kane Arrives (3K)

"This thing feels like a torture device to make you lie on it."

Aaron suddenly had a brilliant idea and suggested some modifications:

"We need to modify the way it looks when it's folded up and not so much like a bed."

Peturabo asked curiously:

"Why? It's intentional. When not fishing, it can also be used as a cot. In my hometown of Olympia, the customs are very similar to those of your time. Whether it's sea fishing or river fishing, only patient hunters can track their prey."

"If fishing gear and rest equipment are combined into one, it will save a lot of energy."

Aaron shook his head. Little Pei was being too thoughtful, but while she was preventing mistakes, she wasn't preventing stupidity.

He pointed to the devices that, at their maximum output, could tear a crocodile in two, and said earnestly:

“My father has always been rather lazy. When he’s not working, he’s too lazy to unwind the springs or disassemble the mechanism. He’d rather just flatten the plate and lie down on it to sleep.”

"He likes to move around a lot when he sleeps. What if he accidentally pulls off his arm or head?"

Peturabo was speechless for a moment. He never expected that his carefully designed machine would encounter such a user.

This would baffle any master craftsman from any era.

“Okay, Aaron, you’ve given me a deeper understanding of my father’s image. I’m already thinking about how to get back at him next time.”

Peturabo had to modify his machine to ensure that even Oglin could use it.

The Primarch's wisdom and technology were beyond question; less than an hour later, a brand-new, more user-friendly automatic fishing machine was carried on Aaron's back.

"I remember about your marriage. I asked Katherine, and she had no objections. I'll ask Father when I'm done with my work; I guess he won't object either."

Xiao Pei was full of pride and joy as she saw her brother off, not forgetting to give him some words of advice.

They returned to the top of the building and repeatedly rejected Aaron's whimsical ideas.

“I’d rather you jump down yourself than I throw you down. There are plenty of security cameras around, and many Imperial departments that monitor my every move will think I’m trying to murder you.”

Aaron shouldered his gear, looking dejected.

“Sigh, if I jump down myself, according to my father, I will only fall, as the initial momentum is insufficient. If someone throws me out, I can fly in the air a little longer.”

After Aaron finished speaking, he stood on the edge of the platform, wrapped his arms around himself, smiled and responded to his brother, and then fell backward.

I have to say, this feels really great.

No wonder my father mentioned stuffing himself into a catapult and throwing him out; external stimuli can indeed excite the body, even affecting consciousness or the soul—

Sigh, it's the soul again.

During the latter part of his fall, Aaron couldn't help but reflect on his feelings from earlier.

Soul, what exactly are you?

Thump, but there was no sign of blood and flesh flying apart.

All people observed was the disappearance of the mysterious psychic master, who teleported away using his incredible powers.

Psionicists all have some strange quirks, and it seems that normal life is not enough to satisfy them.

Aaron went home like that, lying face down, as if on a coffin.

Upon hearing the sound, the old father simply turned over, glanced at his son, and saw that it was not someone seeking revenge. He then lay back down, reassured, unwilling to sit up.

But then I realized something was wrong; I had just glimpsed something under Aaron.

It's that automatic fishing machine!

This thing is far more precious than my own son.

"Oh dear, why didn't you stay with your brother a little longer? I'm not in a hurry."

As Anda spoke, he walked over with a smile, but his hand reached out and lifted his son's arm, warmly embracing the fishing machine.

He's closer to me than my own son and wife.

His expression suddenly became solemn, as if he were facing a god.

Anda respectfully extended his hand, then quickly wiped it on his clothes to clean it.

Then he tapped the surface of the machine, one tap at a time.

Boom, boom——

"Yes, it's a good treasure."

His heartfelt sentiment was that the sounds transmitted back from the machine itself allowed him to understand its mechanical intricacies.

This product fully complies with the specifications for automatic fishing machines!

"Aaron, I'll sleep with it tonight. You don't need to cook dinner. Just take good care of Angron."

Anda left with a single sentence, as if he were holding a rare treasure in his arms, and went into the room without looking back, closing the door behind him.

I don't know what they're going to start fiddling with, but I could hear mechanical sounds coming from inside.

For Aaron, not having to take care of the old man's meals and rest was a good thing.

He has some free time each day from his work, so he can go out shopping before it gets dark in the evening.

Aaron still enjoys experiencing the local customs and culture of different places.

When he first arrived in Macedonia, his parents dragged him along to study his dream-related abilities.

Later, they encountered the temple demon incident.

Although I've met quite a few people, I haven't really explored Macedonia much myself.

Aaron recalled the location where the Macedonians held debates and performances from his memory and went there.

Huh?

Why did he use the word "touch"?

He had only ever been a spy for Poseidon, and Athens had no intention of attacking Macedonia.

However, Aaron's behavior pattern was still similar to that of a spy, heading straight for occasions where he could quickly gather opinions from the local public.

You might even overhear some drunken high-ranking officials revealing shocking secrets.

Following his intuition, Aaron quickly found an open-air theater.

Despite the increasingly cold weather, the lack of entertainment options has led to a large number of people gathering at these few recreational facilities.

At this point, there were no more formal performances; only some bards were telling stories.

Most listeners used these sounds as background noise to make the environment less lifeless.

Before winter arrives, in addition to assessing the catch, hunting wild animals in the mountains and forests is also a key focus.

Macedonia can organize fishing competitions, but it is simply not capable of conducting a trial of hunting in the mountains.

After all, there are no mythical creatures nearby, and the colder the weather, the more dangerous it is to go into the mountains.

After each household had stored enough food for the winter, they would offer the last of the hunted food to the gods.

The rest can be shared among everyone, and we can have a barbecue party.

As the night grew colder, a warm campfire burned before me, and I found myself drinking and dancing with my companions.

A beautiful response arises from comparison; these warm and heartwarming moments are truly satisfying.

Even if the world were to end tomorrow, it wouldn't be a big deal.

(Later directors: Got it! Give me more scenes of people having meals together and discussing their feelings in my sci-fi disaster movies!)

Aaron infiltrated a group without leaving a trace and got a share of the wine.

The local wines are of the same lineage as those in Athens, even though Macedonia was powerful and Athens was weak.

However, it is still impossible to avoid the fact that the culture and customs of the nearby Mediterranean coast are deeply influenced by Athens.

"There was also free barbecue. Luckily, my father didn't know, otherwise his big belly would have made him eat all the meat."

Aaron muttered to himself, mimicking the drinking and shouting tones of the people around him, and began to sing along.