While in America, the system says Roosevelt was an emperor.

Tom returned home, took a shower and changed his clothes, and then began preparing hot pot.

Preparing hot pot is much easier now; just chop some vegetables, prepare some dipping sauce, and finally move the small gas stove to the dining table.

Tom also had dinner with Leonard and Penny after a long time.

After dinner, Penny excitedly told Tom:

"Little Cookie, on the way back, when we passed the church;"

"Aunt Sophia from the church gave me a newspaper, saying that you were in the ad."

Tom burped and replied:

"Giggle~"

"I know, I know."

"The New York Daily News, there's a report about my speech in it."

Tom specifically mentioned his report during the meeting, so how could he not remember?

But Penny shook her head, took a newspaper from her bag, unfolded it for Tom to see, and said:

"Not the New York Daily News."

"Look, it's The Washington Post."

"According to Aunt Sofia, it was a believer who was passing by who came to pray and forgot to take it with him when he left."

"Look at you up there, how handsome you are!"

"She truly is Mom's adorable little sweetheart."

Tom followed Penny's finger to the photo, and his body froze instantly!

The "self" in the photo is definitely not yourself!

But the person in the photo definitely has the same face as me.

Someone as handsome as me would have a hard time finding a stand-in who is just as handsome.

Moreover, as a photograph, it is perfect in terms of lighting, composition, and portrait.

Tom swallowed hard, a hint of fear creeping into his mind:

In this era, without Photoshop, even counterfeit spliced ​​film rolls could not achieve this level of sophistication.

There is only one possibility: this world truly has a subspace and psionic energy.

It was either Tzeentch or one of his warp creatures who altered the photo!

Combined with the matter of the Machine Soul, Tom has now confirmed that, as the system said, he has indeed traveled to the Warhammer universe.

But it's not the 40k era the system refers to, but an earlier era.

Or, it may indeed be the 40k era, but not in the Milky Way, but in an extremely distant galaxy.

After all, the universe is so vast that no matter how low the probability, it is possible for a galaxy to appear that is almost identical to the Milky Way.

Penny, standing to the side, kept chattering:

"After reading the report, Aunt Sofia said that she had watched you grow up since you were a child and knew that you were a good child who would achieve great things."

"Tom, I think you're absolutely right."

"We Christians are God's people."

"God loves the world, so we also..."

Tom responded to Penny's words with "uh-huhs" and "ya-ya," while his mind wandered.

Will my system hasten the appearance of the Four Gods?

Should we be a little more careful and avoid doing things that would increase the Four Gods' attention level in the future?

If the Four Gods really appear in the world, is there any hope for humanity?

Besides Chaos, could the Terran Zerg suddenly appear tomorrow?

……

After a few minutes, Penny noticed Tom's low spirits and said:

"Little Cookie, are you tired?"

"You haven't been home for the past few days, you must be exhausted from being out there."

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have kept chatting with you. Go back to your room and get some rest."

Tom's train of thought was interrupted, and he looked at Penny.

Penny looked remorseful, as if blaming herself for disturbing her son's rest.

Tom was suddenly moved, and mentally slapped himself hard, cursing himself:

No matter what tomorrow brings, it's more important to live in the present.

There are people around me who love me and need me;

How can I let my worries affect myself and the people who love me?

Forget about the Four Gods descending; even if the Two-Dimensional Foil is released tomorrow, I will still live the most wonderful day of my life today.

Tom resumed his usual smile and replied enthusiastically:

"Mother, it's nothing, let's chat a little longer."

Then, Tom took the initiative to start a conversation, chatting and laughing with Penny.

When Penny saw Tom return to his usual self, her smile returned as well.

Seeing that Penny was no longer blaming herself or worrying, Tom went back to his room to sleep with peace of mind.

The events of December 12, 1941, have been compiled. The following is the diary entry:

[Applause for Slaanesh]

[Was it over after just one time?]

[You little devil, you've finally learned to be afraid, haven't you?]

[Event Impact: Sanity +0.1, Slaanesh's attention +1]

Current SAN value: -0.5/4.46

[Current Slaanesh's attention level: 45]

[Treachery!]

【Lord Tzeentch, you have answered my prayers and bestowed a blessing upon me.】

[Thank you, Tzeentch! Praise Tzeentch! Sing praises to Tzeentch!]

[Event Impact: Tzeentch's attention level -13]

[Current attention level of Tzeentch: 9]

Tom's eyes narrowed, and he began to calculate the time.

The system's log settlement follows a strict chronological order.

At 10 o'clock, Tom refreshed the system status and went to challenge the Slaanesh demon Denie.

Knowing that Tom had something to do the next day, Denise only had one confrontation with him.

Based on this calculation, what happened after 11:30 last night?

What event caused Tzeentch's viewership to decrease?

Based on clues provided by reporter Carl in The Washington Post,

Tom instantly realized that those thirteen points of attention had been used to edit the photo.

The perfect photo I see today is a product of Tzeentch's influence.

Although the system didn't explain, Tom speculated:

After the four gods influence the real world, their corresponding attention levels will be reduced.

This morning I held a meeting with the leaders of the Bottom Nest gang. I used the engineering business in Zhongchao as bait to persuade them to give up the chemical ecstasy industry.

They are all very obedient, and I am very satisfied.

It's hilarious that so many people are scrambling to do civil engineering jobs.

[Impact of the event: None]

[Before dinner, some clueless bottom-nest hamster actually tried to assassinate me!]

His shot was very accurate; it even hit my vitals.

But thanks to Lord Tzeentch's blessing, his bullets were affected, and I easily killed him.

These bottom-nest hamsters are incredibly audacious! I'll wipe you all out sooner or later!

[Event Impact: Tzeentch's attention -3, Khorne's attention +1]

[Current attention level of Tzeentch: 6]

[Current attention level for Khorne: 13]

[Diary entry for December 16, 1941 – Tzeentch! Please continue to bless me!]

Tom looked at the system's contents and became even more certain of his hypothesis, while also feeling a bit scared.

If it weren't for the sufficient attention from Tzeentch, and the fact that Nikola didn't directly use his submachine gun to spray bullets;

Otherwise, I might have fallen into Nikolai's hands today.

Tom has already started planning how to gain more of Treachery's attention in order to prevent problems before they arise.

But when he thinks about running for office, how much attention will Tzeentch receive?

A speech titled "Nobody knows New York better than me" would surely garner thousands of views, wouldn't it?

Tom rarely sleeps alone, and with his anticipation of the future in mind, he slept soundly.