Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

This immortal being is one of the partners who are still conducting social experiments in an attempt to build a civilization, while the others have given up interfering in the development of human civilization.

He was fairly good-looking, with slightly brownish skin and his hair piled high in a bun.

He opened his mouth and said:

"The world needs pioneering and enterprising people, otherwise it cannot progress."

Erda nodded in satisfaction, then heard Shiva change the subject:

"We also need more people who are content with their environment and contribute to social progress through production."

Upon hearing the first sentence, Li Dan was about to stroke his beard when he felt that the second sentence was not quite right.

What is meant by "accumulated production"?

I produced it, but it's not mine?

Seeing that both of their attention was on him, Shiva confidently spoke:

“I’ll just assign social functions to people according to their character and talents. Those who do invention and research will do invention, those who farm will farm, and those who are in charge of management will manage. Didn’t Neos always say that genes can be inherited? As long as it’s properly regulated and everyone does their job, society can progress rapidly.”

"Hey, why do you all look so upset?"

Erda gritted her teeth and asked, "Have you already told the people there your story?"

Shiva nodded seriously and said solemnly:

"We are still in the early stages of exploration, but human intelligence is indeed the best thing in the world. They have figured out different divisions of labor on their own. When I left, they had even thought of names, and there were people who specifically thanked and made offerings to me."

Li Dan smiled wryly and said, "I guess that's called social class."

Shiva's methods are limited to use on a small group of people. Once they spread to a large population, the resulting disasters would make Erda and Li Dan almost want to punch him a couple of times.

At this moment, Athena, who had been listening inside for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"How mortals develop is their own choice. I feel more strongly that we immortals need to establish some rules among ourselves."

Erda slowly looked away. Compared to her earlier desire to beat up Shiva, she now felt more inclined to kill Athena, judging from her tone.

Erda spoke lazily:

"You're quite a rare guest. I thought that with your personality, you would just disappear for some ridiculous reason."

Athena found a seat and sat down, saying disdainfully:

"I have never felt fear in my heart, so why should I avoid your sharp edge?"

Apollo, separated by only a wall, was already excited; he could smell the gunpowder.

Fight, fight!

He seemed unaware that with Helios absent and no one drawing fire, he was an easy target for the two women to use as a test subject.

The two gods decided who would be the victor in severely injuring Apollo.

"I'm not good at arguing, so how about we just have a fight?"

Erda retorted sharply, unwilling to lose face, and the two could only escalate the level of each other's threats.

If anyone were to speak up to ease the tension, that would be a poor choice.

Logically, someone should appear at this point to dissuade them.

If both sides offer a way out, the matter will be over.

At worst, the person who mediates the dispute will just get their hands and feet broken.

But clearly, the other two people present were not suitable for mediating, and Apollo, who was eavesdropping outside, was even more eager to fan the flames.

As two streaks of gray-white psionic lightning collided, the entire temple fell silent.

Those immortals who were all smiles just a moment ago suddenly became alarmed the next.

Some who were good at running away also activated their psionic abilities, and as soon as things went wrong, they made a quick getaway.

Just as the conflict was about to erupt, a psionic communication call came in:

"Well, we ran into some trouble up north. When we came out, we found out it was already Chinese New Year and our son had come of age, hehe."

"I guess Hades has arrived already. Please bear with us and take care of the guests. Don't worry about finding a future wife for our son, leave it to me."

"I love you, my dear Anda Will, Muma—"

That jerk, why did he have to call at this time, and even blow me a kiss?

Erda shuddered and shuddered.

The tense atmosphere subsided slightly, and finally Hades walked in:

"I think I just heard Neos's voice. Where is he now? And his time is a few days different from ours?"

The day after tomorrow is the day when the year begins.

Athena crossed her arms in front of her, her face full of disdain as she sneered:

"That fool can't even remember his own age, yet he holds onto his preconceived notions as gospel. Just ignore him."

Erda retorted, "That's my man, who are you to talk about?"

It's true that he's an idiot.

But I can't tell everyone!

Hades burst into laughter, and he even wanted to pat his belly like Angron did:

"Instead of discussing what humanity will become tomorrow, let's discuss what we'll eat today. Olpeson is here too, let him announce it."

Hades stepped aside, and Olpeson, who was of average build and unremarkable appearance, walked in.

His gaze lingered on Athena for a moment before he nodded in acknowledgment.

He breathed a sigh of relief at this troublesome human, whom He had seen before, a poor soul trapped in [the end and death].

Olperson began:

"As you all probably know, Nios and I tumbled down the mountaintop of the Alps. At that time, we discovered a strange world beneath the mountains, inhabited by ancient creatures. When I left Egypt in the middle of the year, I went back and found one to bring back."

Li Dan asked in confusion, "Mammoths? Weren't they all eaten by us?"

Olpeson shook his head and laughed, "Nios calls it the Bewitching Dragon, or the Thunder Dragon."

[Meanwhile], on the southern coast of Greenland.

Anda was just figuring out how to use his coffin as a bed.

Then I heard a crash of waves behind me, and when I turned around, I saw a person being washed ashore.

"Athena? How did she end up in such a sorry state!"

Chapter 431 Athena's Corpse Disposal (3K)

"Um, is he still alive?"

Anda got up and went to the body, squatted down, and poked Athena's face with the spatula that Xiao An had placed next to her.

After preparing for the early cooking work, Xiao An went with his brother and uncle to build the house.

After poking for a while, Athena didn't react. Anda, with a dark face, cursed:

"Stop pretending. These days, there's no such thing as faking an accident. You were washed ashore by yourself. Don't expect me to perform CPR or artificial respiration on you."

“You’re nothing but a freak that grew out of my head, neither male nor female. I have no responsibility to raise you, nor do I need you to support me.”

“Our family fortune has nothing to do with you. Don’t dream of becoming an emperor; that’s just something I do to amuse my son.”

But the shouting and cursing didn't elicit any response.

Based on Athena's past personality, if I showed even the slightest disdain, Athena would strangle me.

But despite all the cursing, the corpse remains motionless, only the dampness of the constantly rising and receding tide remains.

"Angron, get back here, you've got work to do!"

He turned back and cursed, not daring to touch Athena's corpse with his own body.

This woman was a great omen of misfortune while she was alive.

Her death is even more bizarre; who knows where she fell into the sea from, and how she was delivered so precisely to her back.

It can't be that if an immortal person really dies, they become a ghost, harboring an obsession with the person they hated most in life, and wanting to take revenge.

Anglong, wearing a wooden helmet on his head, hopped back and jumped onto his father's shoulders from behind, resting his chin on Anda's head. There he saw Aunt Athena drowning in the water.

Dad was still holding his spatula in his hand—

Xiao An asked hurriedly, "Dad, are we going to eat people?"

Anda pulled his arm back and slammed the spatula hard against Xiao An's head:

"Eat my ass! Go pick up your aunt and find her a place to rest. She's dead now, but her body is intact. I don't know why she can't be revived. In a bit, stand on her stomach and jump around a few times to see if there's any water inside."

After the head of the family finished giving his instructions, he threw his son on the ground and watched as Angron grabbed Athena's hand and began dragging her along the beach.

It's like a ghost doll in a horror movie who, after committing murder, can only drag the corpse forward because of its size. The difference is that on the beach, only a trench is left, while on a wooden floor, there would be a pool of blood.

"Hey, I told you to carry it, not to drag it."

While Anda said this, he was secretly pleased to see this scene.

Xiao An exerted effort:

"No, Dad, Auntie is too heavy! I just tried to lift her and I know I can't, she's too heavy!"

Anda had an urge to quickly cover Xiao An's mouth. Son, you're too sensible, always finding ways to insult people.

Athena, listen carefully! This was all said by Xiao An. He's just a child and doesn't know what he's saying. It has nothing to do with me.

More importantly, you're so heavy that even the Primarch's physical abilities couldn't handle you—

What did they eat? It doesn't look that big. Quickly hand over the recipe; Erda will love it.

Before long, the family finished their work and gathered around the wooden bed that Aaron had made himself. It was covered with a fine bear skin, and the bear's head had been prepared as a specimen with its mouth open at the head of the bed so that they could put their heads inside to block out the light when they slept.

This was Anglon's idea.

They looked at Sleeping Beauty lying on the bed with serious expressions.