America? No, it's the warp!

[Mission Completed: Slaanesh in the Bomb Raid Shelter]

You evacuated the indigenous people hiding in the air-raid shelter without anyone noticing that you had captured a Slaanesh cultist who was lurking among the crowd.

[Reward: +40 Merit Points]

You also captured three of your fellow believers; this is a great victory.

[Reward: +40 Merit Points]

[You did not choose to hand over the Slaanesh followers to the Nurgle Order, for they are all evil chaos. You chose to hand them over to the Ministry of Justice, which was the most correct choice. Within the Ministry of Justice, there are still people like Deputy Minister Zane who are willing to obey the Emperor's will.]

[Reward: +40 Merit Points]

[You have successfully reached a cooperation agreement with Deputy Minister of Justice Zain, and even gained his trust. This once again proves that you are also a follower of the Emperor's truth.]

[Reward: +60 Merit Points]

[Pleasure paves the way, numbness reaps the harvest; if those bullets were fed to everyone, perhaps there would be no more suffering in the world.]

[Grudge +1]

[Gain the blessing of Nurgle: Decay dissolves instantly]

[Instant Dissolution of Foul Food: Your digestive capacity is greatly improved, and food consumed will be quickly digested in a short time. Your absorption capacity is also enhanced, allowing you to absorb almost all the nutrients from food.]

Have you unknowingly inhaled quite a bit of ecstasy?

Slaanesh +1

[Blessed by Slaanesh: Whispering]

[Hearth-Stealing Melody: Your hearing ability has been enhanced, allowing you to hear sounds from farther away or from quieter sounds.]

[This battle could clearly involve bloodshed, so why use those needle-like bullets that don't even cause pain?]

[Illusions, aren't they useful?]

[Treachery +0]

After a series of system announcements, Logan was somewhat stunned.

He realized there was a problem.

The announcements of rewards for meritorious service were as usual; almost every character recited the Emperor's will and occasionally acknowledged their loyalty.

However, the announcement of the reward chaos value was rather strange.

In the past, the announcements of these rewards were fairly normal.

But now, the more I listen, the more something feels off.

It was as if some evil god or demon was personally reading the imperial edict of the four evil gods.

even……

Logan recalled the mischievous "Tzeentch +0" from earlier and felt that Tzeentch might be giving him a personal report.

When he recalled the two unexpected incidents that occurred while using the illusion, he felt it was even more bizarre.

Am I chosen by all five gods?

Logan shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about this unanswerable question.

Even if he were to be watched by both the Emperor and the Four Evil Gods at the same time, it wouldn't matter; it would simply mean an overall increase in his stats.

He was still loyal to the emperor.

loyalty!

The two new abilities I just acquired are enhanced digestion and improved hearing, both of which are quite practical.

The feeling of fullness after meals will not last too long, and I will be better able to cope with low light conditions.

After sending his two underlings back to their tent, Logan was finally able to lie down in his warm sleeping bag.

He had too much to do today, and although he had gained a lot, both his mind and body were exhausted to the limit.

He released all the remaining "slow tide" and "tired tide" at once, allowing himself to get a good night's sleep at three in the morning.

But he still woke up midway through. The metabolic effect of the [slow tide] was very strong, and the alcohol he drank in the early morning was metabolized into his bladder, so he needed to excrete it.

As he got up and passed a tent, his enhanced hearing picked up some Slaanesh voices.

His neighbor and his wife were exploring the abyss at night.

Fortunately, there was only one; the other tents were still very quiet.

Many single male homeless men with tents choose to find a female homeless man to be their tent-laying wife so they can make a living and protect the tent while they go out to find food.

Logan doesn't need that; he has his underlings.

After giving the alcohol's metabolites, water, to a bush, he returned to his tent and gradually fell asleep amidst the snoring and teeth grinding from the next tent.

Nine hours later, around noon on December 27, Logan finally woke up from his sleeping bag.

The first thing to do is check your own panel:

[Host: Logan]

[Rank: Private]

[Merit Points: 220]

[Psionic Power: 50]

【chaos

Khorne: 4 (skin hardened like brass)

Nurgle: 6 (In terms of appetite, he might be able to rival a certain Primarch)

Slaanesh: 6 (A keen ear that can detect more beautiful sounds in the dead of night)

[Jianqi: 6 (The First Step for a Psionicist)]

【Skill:

Pulsating pus (accumulation of filth)

Hallucinations and Precognition (Tzeentch)

After a full nine hours of sleep, his psionic energy had returned to its maximum, and he was in good spirits, without any hangover symptoms.

But the two underlings weren't so good; they were really no good.

"Seriously, you two are such losers? Just one drink and you're both drunk?"

Logan made no attempt to hide his disdain; many Americans have such a low alcohol tolerance.

"Hmm... Boss... don't blame us... the boss specially mixed us a high-proof liquor, the kind that gets you drunk just from smelling it."

Sean rubbed his bald head as he explained.

"Yeah, boss, we didn't want to waste your money, so we forced ourselves to drink it."

Jonah had a head full of dirty braids, so he rubbed his temples.

Logan nodded, understanding what was going on.

Deputy Director Zane specifically arranged for this to minimize the number of people who overhear their negotiations.

"You guys are quite frugal. If you can't drink, I won't let you drink next time."

Logan omitted the fact that he was treated to a meal but didn't pay for it.

"Hey, have you guys eaten yet?"

"without……"

"Shall we go for British food?"

"Huh? The kind we had last time? Didn't you say the food in England wasn't good?"

Jonah has also recovered and has started dating.

Sean nudged him in the waist and gave him a knowing look that every man understands.

"Oh...oh! Eat! Eat! Whatever the boss wants to eat! We'll eat it!"

Jonah suddenly realized that although the food in England wasn't very good, the people were beautiful.

"What did you understand now?"

Logan was somewhat confused.

Although he only has a few hundred dollars on him right now, he will receive 7% of the shares in three days. He can get $6000 in dividends every month without doing anything. Why should he care about such a small amount of money?

Moreover, he acquired the shares around the 29th, and the next day was the end-of-month settlement date.

The three of them went back to the English pub where Claire worked and sat in the same window seats.

Logan habitually began to observe his surroundings.

The bar is somewhat dimly lit overall. Instead of using a main light, it deliberately creates a dim environment using bar spotlights, wall lamps, and table lamps.

All the wood in the bar is solid black walnut, exuding a classic British retro style.

Many of the patrons were football fans, watching the game on the TV in the bar lobby, occasionally letting out a cheer.

When the waitress Claire saw the visitor, she walked over with a smile.

"Hey handsome guys, what would you like to eat?"

Logan smiled politely and handed the menu to the two people opposite him.

"With a beautiful and elegant waitress like you serving me, I'll be happy no matter what I eat. Let my two friends order."

He could hear Claire's heart pounding.