Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

That god wasn't all that great.

By the way, since His angels are a bunch of winged birdmen, then isn't He Himself a bird god?

Aaron felt that if he could restrain the genes he inherited from his father and keep his hellish jokes within a reasonable level of humor, he might be able to develop a new form of speech in the future.

After all, the speeches in Athens were about cultural ideas and political propositions. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to get together, tell some jokes, and make fun of the Spartans?

With this thought in mind, Aaron felt a sudden sinking in his body, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already inside the tent.

He indeed pulled the roll of paper out of his pocket.

Then I heard the old man washing his face outside, and suddenly he started yelling:

"My hair, my hair!"

It's just a single hair loss, is it really worth getting so worked up about?

Aaron thought that the value of the items he carried was at least a single hair, with no upper limit.

A roll of paper isn't important.

But when he lifted the curtain, he saw the old man walking angrily toward him.

He was clutching a large handful of hair, at least several hundred strands.

Is this piece of paper so valuable that Guilliman skinned his future father?

Aaron couldn't help but shudder.

He quickly realized that it wasn't the paper itself that was valuable, but rather the content recorded on it.

However, this did not stop Aaron from running away. At this point, the old man would become indiscriminate and ruthless, and you would inevitably get kicked around a couple of times.

Let's run around quickly and let the cold on the road cool my father down.

Chapter 497 Aaron: Who's behind the angel? (3K)

Fortunately, this mountain valley is sparsely populated, so there's no need to worry about some humanoid creature howling and screaming while clutching its own hair, scaring others.

Aaron was running ahead at full speed, at least he was making the movements of a human running.

Anda, behind him, was using his hands and feet, even rolling on the ground from time to time, as if he were using all the running postures of the animals he had ever seen before, but he still couldn't catch up with Aaron.

He is too old; he can no longer compete with a young body.

But it's also possible that they've been enjoying a slacker lifestyle for too long, so they haven't been able to adjust quickly enough.

Once he had managed to evade his father and the old man's anger had subsided, Aaron slowly turned around to avoid the old man's clutches and returned to the tent.

Marum was making a straw tarpaulin for the fifth donkey to prevent it from catching a cold.

Little An was busy starting a fire. He puffed out his little face and blew air into the fire. The lung capacity of the Primarch cub was enough to surpass that of a blower, and soon a roaring flame was burning.

At least there will be hot soup to eat soon.

Aaron only got kicked in the buttocks and was otherwise unharmed.

The old man was too weak; he hadn't even run a few steps before he was panting heavily and lay down by the fire.

Xiao An hurriedly reminded him:

"Dad, get away from me, or you'll burn your hair and then you'll throw me in the pot and cook me."

Anda was furious at these words. What did he mean by "get lost"?

Is he so unpopular?

However, Xiao An's big eyes were fixed on him, and there was no malice in them. He genuinely believed that his father was tired from running and that the best way to avoid the flames now was to roll away as far as possible.

Anda couldn't help but curse and grumble, and actually rolled in the opposite direction of the fire, lamenting to the heavens:

"What crime have I committed to deserve this torment from these two despicable and unfilial sons!"

(God: How about we multiply it tenfold?)

Then he turned to Aaron, who was studying the paper, and said with dissatisfaction:

"What is this thing? It's just a piece of paper. Whose butt did it wipe on? It's so precious that I brought it from the future and it cost me so much hair. Let your dad see it."

Aaron ignored him and memorized the words on the paper before handing it over.

Sure enough, the old man grabbed the paper, and before he could even look at it properly, he gave a wicked smile and stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

"Gurgle—ah, this tastes pretty good!"

Anda patted his belly contentedly, while little An, who was throwing dried meat into the pot, couldn't help but drool with curiosity, watching his father expectantly.

"Dad! Is this really delicious? Uncle Marum said that paper is made from plant pulp, so it's edible!"

Seeing the eager, expectant look in Xiao An's eyes, Anda flicked him on the forehead:

"Just kidding, I'm getting back at your brother. How could this stuff taste good? If I told you it was delicious, you'd be stuffing paper into my mouth every day."

Xiao An then covered his forehead and hid on the other side of the stove.

When there is food, he will naturally eat food. But if one day they run out of food, he will definitely feed his father a piece of paper!

Anda turned to look at Aaron with a provocative gaze, but received no response or the expression he wanted to see.

This child is stupid; his expression doesn't move at all.

Aaron simply found his notebook, wrote down what he had memorized on a blank page, tore it out, and handed it to the old man:

“Father, if you are hungry, I have more here, please continue eating.”

Anda hurriedly grabbed the paper, threw it into the fire, and said angrily:

"I've memorized it too, and it's not that long. You really think I'm after that piece of paper? I want to see you panic!"

Aaron shrugged and said, "Then you'll be disappointed. I'm never one to panic."

"Anyway, the worst thing that could happen is an accident to a family member, but you and Mother are immortal, and your brothers have a bright future ahead of them, each one a peerless hero."

"What do I have to panic about?"

The old man chuckled strangely, "Indeed, then I won't explain what these words mean. I bet one of your younger brothers asked you to interpret them. Heh heh, without someone to explain them, let's see how you go back and explain yourself!"

These words might be able to threaten Aaron and make this rebellious son beg him!

Anda thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, Aaron simply nodded and prepared to go back to sleep.

“Oh, then I’ll go find Felus. He has a father too, although that father is mostly a sphere, but that father must really enjoy talking to me.”

"Besides, he lived in a later era, so he must know more than you. Anyway, he's your father, so I guess you won't mind."

Little did Anda know that his threatening remarks would actually backfire.

No, this is my own son, not that black ball's son.

His son isn't a ball either!

What's even more terrifying is that the Black King's timeline is after his own, meaning that Aaron was unaware of the Black King's contact with him!

On the contrary, the Black King can continuously explore his own interactions with Aaron from his memories.

No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who's at a disadvantage!

Anda quickly scrambled to her feet and rushed to her son's legs to hug him.

"No, no, no, our memories are shared. Except for the one in the middle that can't be connected, everything else is the same."

Anda grabbed his son and dragged him back to the fire.

Oh no, now my son has found my Achilles' heel. I'll have to figure out a way to make Aaron think that I don't really care about him that much.

We can't let ourselves be manipulated like this!

Aaron got straight to the point and asked:

"What is Gabriel? Is it a name from human culture used by a machine intelligence?"

Adachi answered obediently, like a well-behaved student being called upon by the teacher to answer a question:

“There is a trend toward monotheism in the future, creating an omniscient and omnipotent god, so that people can avoid the trouble of worshipping gods. At the same time, this god will not be depicted in his image, so that it is convenient for people below to use him as a banner to interpret the scriptures.”

“In mythology, there are angels, or bird-like beings, who act as agents of the gods and convey their will.”

“Gabriel is the most powerful of these angels.”

Aaron then asked, "And what about Lucifer?"

Anda could no longer maintain his proper demeanor; his enthusiasm only lasted a few minutes before his body became somewhat limp.

"This God created angels and humans, and said to the angels, 'Humans are my best creation, and you should pay homage to him.' So an angel named Lucifer chose to rebel, fell into hell, and became a demon. Some cultures confuse fallen angels with Satan, saying they are the same concept."

"By the way, the prototype of that god is actually me."

Anda's tone at the end carried a hint of pride.

Aaron, however, grasped the meaning without instruction, suddenly understanding, completely ignoring the last sentence:

"But I suspect that not all the remaining angels who followed the will were subservient to humanity. No wonder the angel named Gabriel in the records kept repeating 'sin, sin, sin.'"

"Could these intelligent machines really think they're angels? Shouldn't angels respect humanity according to God's will?"

Anda was somewhat exasperated, but he couldn't show it, so he could only mutter to himself:

"How would I know? Once machines gain intelligence, they become life forms. Humans can be foolish, so it's normal for robots to be a bit extreme."

Aaron then asked, "How can I avoid its destructive power? Guilliman found a robot angel in the future named Gabriel."

Anda didn't take it seriously and casually said:

"That's simple. You just need to know that if someone can debate with them, you can stall for time and even cause them to crash logically. That's what makes robots better than humans. If you convince a person, they might get so angry that they'll kill you."

"You convinced the robots, and these things actually recognize them."

"But even the Primarch can't do this. You're probably not as smart as your brothers. That's the difference in hardware. There's nothing we can do about it."

"So let's just start fighting. Killing a single angel is easy."

Anda had finished explaining the matter. Monotheism was a civilization that came after Aaron and had little to do with him, so there was no need to clarify.

Aaron just wanted to get the answers to his questions.