Your war hammer is too fake

[He has received good psychic training, but the courses he received were incomplete.] The last remaining Faceless Master of Mind replied. [Whether he used psychic power to protect his thoughts from being read or used mental suggestion to adjust his body state, he was very experienced, but his action of using telekinesis to lift the communication matrix was very stiff. The psychic system they mastered was obviously incomplete, at least the shaping psychic power must be missing.]

"As an organization that relies on digging graves for scientific research, Paradis is considered okay. At least they can actually come up with some of their own technology," An Jiuyue said, "From our point of view, we must stabilize the cult before dealing with the Chaos Nest. Of course, we don't have to treat them too well, after all, we still have to consider the feelings of the imperial people."

With that, An Jiyue stood up from the stone chair with the help of Jin Zhifan: "If they are willing to start over in the South, then let them do it. Chaos is the primary enemy. Paradis? They don't even rank."

The author says:

Author's words: Reply to reader "Frost Wolf Twilight":

No. When I infiltrate a character, such as Kaul, it is because there is a real need for the plot, and I don’t infiltrate just for the sake of infiltrating.

Answering the reader's "Always Glowing":

The key is to stop at the point, and only write what is necessary to express the plot. In particular, don't write all the setting details at once, which is very cumbersome and readers can't remember your settings. Remember, enriching the world view is a repetitive behavior.

Answer to reader "Yuanyuan":

Not in the short term.

Chapter 476 Investigation and Speculation

Led by the warden of Wild Forest, Morgan came to a secret warehouse.

Morgan was still a few dozen meters away from the towering tree when she smelled a stink that went straight to her soul. The beautiful eyebrows of the Kaldorei girl suddenly wrinkled into a ball, and a strong feeling of nausea rushed from her stomach to her throat, making her want to vomit.

Noticing the uncomfortable expression on King Changqing's face, an attendant with an equally unhappy expression handed over a face shield that completely covered his face. Morgan reached out to take it and put it on his face. This thing is part of the new fully enclosed armor, which is essentially equivalent to a gas mask with a certain degree of protection.

The air filtered by the mask has a strange smell similar to chemical reagents. This smell is very light for humans, but it is a different feeling for elves with keen senses. Of course, even if there is a strange smell, it is much stronger than the terrible stench of organic matter decaying. The physiological stimulation brought by that thing is too strong for elves.

"6 pounds of Shea flour, 1.2 pounds of processed meat, 1.7 pounds of soft cheese, 9000 pounds of preserves and dried fruits," the warden listed a series of numbers, "plus 207 barrels of wine and 55 barrels of cider, all of which have gone bad."

At the bottom of the huge tree is a hidden semi-underground warehouse. Only a small part of it is on the surface, and most of the structure is buried deep in the soil, wrapped by lush roots. Standing at the entrance of the warehouse, Morgan suddenly regretted why he came to check the scene in person. The multifunctional mask designed by An Jiyue can block the smell, but not the vision. Just thinking about the scene of these foods rotting and maggots, Morgan has the urge to turn around and run.

"There is no doubt that this is the power of Zhifutian at work," King Changqing stood still, unwilling to move forward even a step, "but the warehouse itself does not seem to be affected... What are the results of your inspection?"

Unlike the straightforward dwarves, elves are born with the ability to read people's expressions, even the Kaldorei are no exception. The guards, followers, and the Wildwood Rangers who led the way exchanged glances quickly, and then everyone stood in place very naturally. The Eternal Guards dispersed very naturally and set up an invisible cordon around them.

"Everything is normal in the warehouse, and it has not been affected by the power of the Heaven of Corruption," the Warden of the Wild Forest replied. "We have tried all the inspection methods, but found no abnormalities."

"It only targets the supplies in the warehouse... This is a conceptual ability. It reminds me of the Wriggling Tongue," Morgan said as he recalled the false memory in his mind, "It also has similar abilities."

Wriggling Tongue, a legendary figure of the Beastmen, is a monster that brings disaster just by appearing. As a special screaming shaman, Wriggling Tongue's hard power is not strong, and it can even be said to be relatively weak, but its special ability makes up for this: as long as Wriggling Tongue whispers some specific syllables that no one can understand, it can artificially create a terrible famine. Fertile farmland will be eaten up by swarms of locusts, and clear streams will turn into sticky bile.

The grain in the granary will turn into rotten mud, and the wine in the barrel will turn into turbid and smelly water. The earth will be barren, and flies will gather like clouds in the sky. With the unique ability called [Curse-of-The-Famine-Fiend], the Wriggling Tongue can cause terrible losses to the Order camp even if it just goes out for a walk.

What's more terrifying is that as long as the mortal body of the worm is still alive, no mortal power can dispel the havoc it has created. The only way to break the curse and stop all this is to kill this monster.

A nightmare fact is that, similar to the old enemy of the Asrai, the "Shadow Sin" Morgul, the Wriggling Tongue has been killed more than once in the past, but each time it will come back again after a period of time. This may be a unique talent of the Beastmen. Whether it is the Shadow Sin or the Wriggling Tongue, their own strength is not strong, but they have some abilities that are extremely disgusting to the Order camp, and they can even be resurrected.

"Perhaps this is it," an officer said, "The resurrection location of the Wormtongue is not fixed."

"It's too early to draw conclusions now," Morgan shook his head. "This is not the first time the Four Gods have dealt with us. If that plague pig decides to send the Wriggling Tongue to hold me back, then the Wriggling Tongue will surely die. Such a servant with special abilities is not easy to find, not to mention that Xiao An just took away one-seventh of his authority... Most importantly, the appearance of the Wriggling Tongue is always accompanied by obvious signs, and it is impossible for it to hide its whereabouts. Pass on my order to double the number of scouts in the deep forest, and report immediately if any abnormal situation is found."

"Yes!" A forest captain immediately went forward to convey the order.

"Where are Yrel and the fleet?" Morgan asked as he watched Captain Woodland go away.

"The fleet is currently receiving the last batch of supplies at Torch Harbor," a spellcaster in charge of managing the communications matrix replied, "and those undead birds are also there, and the military industry is installing bombs on them."

There were only a few small workshops in the Linyin Territory, and the industrial capacity of the Zhemu Royal Court was basically concentrated near Juhui Port. Since the establishment of Yanfeng Territory, the few industrial facilities and related personnel in the Linyin Territory were basically moved there. Even the planned first air force base belonging to the Kaldorei was planned to be located in Juhui Port.

As for the carrion vultures that An Jiyue borrowed from Atum, relying on the undead's standard racial talent of being able to revive repeatedly, Morgan's men will install bombs in the bodies of these rotten-haired birds, and then use them directly as kamikaze special forces.

The only thing that makes the dog group leader regretful is that the Carrion Vultures cannot speak either when they are alive or dead. Otherwise, when the time comes, let this group of rotten-haired birds shout "Your Majesty Morgan, get on board!" or "The Great King Evergreen!", rush up and fight with the Chaos Nest. Such a scene will surely greatly satisfy the dog group leader's evil taste regardless of the occasion.

"How many phase torpedoes do we have now?" Morgan thought for a moment and asked again.

"Six. Lord Yrel divided them equally between the two frigates," the spellsinger replied. "These six torpedoes were semi-manually made by the magic technicians. We won't be able to get more phase torpedoes in a short time, Your Majesty."

The Kaldorei girl couldn't help but bite her back teeth. The phase torpedo is actually still in the prototype stage. It has not been designed and finalized, and there is no related production line. It was purely the pressure brought by the Chaos Hive that forced Morgan to hastily launch it. He gathered a group of the best Kaldorei masters and urgently made a batch of emergency ones. The number was so small that it could not fill the launch tubes of two Eclipse-class ships. According to the design, the Eclipse-class frigate has four 600mm torpedo tubes at the bow, which are specially used to launch phase torpedoes. Because of the available hull space and center of gravity balance of the warship, the torpedo tubes of the Eclipse-class do not have the reload function, and they do not carry spare ammunition.

Thinking of this, Morgan touched the visor on his face. Isn't this thing rushed out? Originally, the priority of the fully enclosed combat armor was very low, and it was ranked behind a large number of research and development projects.

"Since the influence of the Heaven of Corruption has spread here, I'm afraid his minions are not far from us," Morgan said in a deep voice, "Let the army be on high alert. Well, don't rush back. Let Yrel come and join us as soon as possible."

"Do you think a plague ark has been successfully hatched?" someone asked.

"It should be said that from the beginning, it was impossible for us to destroy all the hatching facilities in time. By the time we got the intelligence, it might have been too late." Morgan paused for a moment. "The two-headed old hen first told Egwen's people the news, and then they passed it on to us. So far, the intelligence itself is true, but Carlos might have had problems with the timing of giving it."

"The Heaven of Stagnation and the Heaven of Change are mortal enemies." The voice continued.

"So what if we're mortal enemies? Haven't these two teamed up enough times?" Morgan asked back, "That's the nature of Chuanbiantian. On the one hand, He tells us the intelligence and uses us to destroy Zhifutian's plan. On the other hand, He doesn't want Zhifutian's plan to fail completely. Change, endless change, unpredictable change, this is what Chuanbiantian wants."

After saying that, King Evergreen sighed, "Damn Blue Coo!"

The author says:

Author's words: Reply to reader "Hu Fengzi":

The Paradis Cult is an organization that regards the Faceless Men as gods, advocates psychic powers, and extremely hates magic. They do not believe in Tzeentch. Oberstein and William are both Chaos Warlocks, but their identities as mages are secret. On the surface, both of them despise magic.

Chapter 477: Ah Xi in Action

The air was filled with smoke and the sounds of killing were deafening.

Compared to when they first set out, the Lizardmen army, which was significantly smaller in size, was now attacking the last hatching facility revealed by the stars. Under the command of the leader wearing a gorgeous feather crown, the Skinks held scale-skin shields decorated with colorful feathers in their left hands and wielded small Makwawits that matched their body sizes in their right hands, fighting with the Chaos Brood.

These noisy little guys are nothing short of heroic. They rely on their years of combat experience to suppress their easily frightened nature, and with the support of a limited number of their larger cousins, they attack the defenses of the rotten bugs. In the sky, spore bullets wrapped with deadly contents rush into the blue sky one after another, crossing parabolic trajectories and smashing into the ranks of the lizardmen, releasing strong acids, poisonous gas clouds, or various supernatural diseases as they burst.

In response, three ancient Triceratops carrying the Engines of the Gods entered the battlefield, surrounded by a group of Triceratops and Ankylosaurs. Several Sun Engines spoke first, and the Skinks responsible for operating these ancient relics operated on the engines for a while, and the Wind of Magic was drawn and filled by the engines themselves. The next moment, the blazing power of the Sun God Kotego gushed out from the engines, and the dazzling white beams pierced through the battlefield and directly hit the bombarding bees that were squirming their muscles to load the next spore bullet.

The chitinous carapace and bloated growths were burned through by the high temperature, followed by the tough muscles and twisted and mutated organs. The bombardier bee that was firing suddenly stopped firing. After about a second, the bombardier bee hit by the [Kotego beam] exploded with a bang, and more than a dozen spore bullets exploded directly in its body.

As the Skinks dissolve in acid, cough up blood in poisonous gas, or are afflicted by supernatural plagues from the Chaos Realm, the Bombard Bees and their guards suffer the same thing. Whether it is strong acid or poison, spore bullets are not harmless to Chaos Broods, and perhaps only those messy diseases can be ignored for the time being, after all, the Rotten Bugs are already plagued by all kinds of diseases: Nurgle's favor for them is so intuitive that it can be seen from the outside.

Some bombardment bees were knocked down by friendly fire, but the Lizardmen's advantage did not last long. More bombardment bees moved their large arthropod legs in varying numbers from the depths of their nests to the front lines of the fierce battle. They formed groups of seven and launched living shells at the Lizardmen's positions, killing the enemy while also being killed by the enemy.

The Lizardmen gradually lost the upper hand in the confrontation, after all, the number of bombardment bees was far greater than that of the solar engines. The Old Ones left behind many powerful artifacts when they retreated, but no matter how many of these unfathomable creations there were, they only had stock and no increase. The Lizardmen did not have the ability to create new artifacts.

Acid, toxins and plagues can do nothing to these ancient relics made of unknown metals and gems, but they are no problem against the Ankylosaur carrying the solar engine. Strong natural armor and strong physique are useless. Strong acid corrodes the hard shell of the multi-layer composite structure, toxins directly damage the respiratory system, and supernatural plagues that attack in seconds can deprive an Ankylosaur of its ability to move in various strange ways without directly killing it.

Even though the Chaos Hive's firepower was not very efficient, the Ankylosaurs still fell one after another, no matter if they were carrying some kind of ancient sacred artifact on their backs or what they were doing. Fortunately, the sacrifice of the Ankylosaurs and their Skink Riders was meaningful. While the Ankylosaurs were holding back the Bombarding Bees, three Ancient Triceratops covered in gold ornaments and with stone totems on their palans finally approached the front line of the battle between the two armies.

The next moment, a beam of flames fell from the sky, cutting three closely spaced, charred, smoking straight lines in the insect pile. Compared with the total force deployed by the Chaos Nest, the casualties caused by the [Burning Reticle] were actually insignificant; however, just as the artillery of the Napoleonic era was not actually the main output force, but was still the god of war dominating the battlefield, the three deliberately closely spaced burning reticles blocked all the dodging space for a Chaos Nest queen.

The powerful vitality granted by Nurgle prevented the queen from dying directly from the attack of the Engine of the Gods, but it only allowed her to live a few more seconds. When the light faded, the queen, whose body was charred and cracked, and whose original appearance could no longer be seen, collapsed to the ground with a roar. Three ancient triceratops rushed over side by side. With a wet crisp sound of "snap", the Chaos Nests nearby, which had been advancing and retreating in a measured manner, collapsed like a group of headless flies in the next second.

Other upper nodes nearby immediately took over the lower nodes that had lost control, but because they did not have the power of the queen, they could only barely regain control of some of the lower nodes that were running around. The battle line that had been deadlocked for a long time began to loosen. With the sound of a long horn, the southern lizardmen threw in the last reserve. The temple guards holding long-handled war clubs and wearing triceratops skulls surrounded several magic toads and began to approach the center of the battle line, trying to break through from the middle.

A clan mother guided the winds of magic in desperation, trying to use chaos sorcery to turn the tide of the battle - after being corrupted by Nurgle, both the original upper nodes of the hive who were forcibly corrupted by the grandfather god and the newly hatched ones, without exception, all lost the ability to use psychic energy and could only use magic as a substitute.

This reckless move brought her a swift death. Kigal, the leader of the Southern Lizardmen, only glanced in that direction, and the tribe mother's almost human head exploded. Her tragic end frightened several other tribe mothers. These beings with strong melee ability and good spellcasting ability finally gave up the idea of ​​using magic and led their own guard bee guards to rush up to fight, trying to use close combat to deal with these giant bullfrogs that were not good at sports.

This was the right decision, but being right didn't mean success. When the tribe mothers were only one charge away from the magic toad priest, Kigal raised his right hand and uttered a short syllable. Magic missiles filled the sky in the blink of an eye, so fast that the opponent didn't have any chance to break the magic.

Visible ripples appeared in the air, and dense magic missiles covered the Clan Mothers and their Royal Bee Guards. This level of attack was not enough to kill the Clan Mothers, whose vitality was already strong and whose resistance to attacks was further strengthened after being blessed by Nurgle, but their Royal Bee Guards were wiped out.

Several tribe mothers, with wounds that looked scary but were not fatal, roared and rushed towards the magic toads. As soon as they took a step, a web woven by the wind of light entangled their spider-like lower bodies. Then, the temple guards rushed forward without saying a word, swinging their long-handled war clubs and smashing the trapped tribe mothers hard, and each blow could bring a creepy wet sound.

After losing these tribe mothers, the chaos of the Chaos Nest expanded further. More subordinate nodes lost control and began to run around, or indiscriminately attack anyone. Although the Chaos Nest was still resisting and had no intention of retreating, the situation of the battle was clear after this step.

The Lizardmen army pushed forward relentlessly despite heavy casualties, aiming for the incubation facility deepest in the Chaos Nest stronghold. This was not the first target attacked by the Southern Lizardmen, as they had destroyed one incubation facility before, and this was the second. Through the interpretation of the stars and the out-of-body experience (Note 1), Kigal learned that four of the seven incubation pools had been destroyed by others. After taking this place today, there would only be the last incubation facility left -

The floating stone chair suddenly stopped in place. The magic toad priest blinked and stared at the empty three-eyed hatching pool in front of him. There should have been three plague arks with a length of more than 300 meters, but now there was nothing inside, even the sticky green water had dried up.

The magic toad, which is essentially a biological supercomputer, calculated rapidly in its mind. Kigar did not have any emotional fluctuations due to the scene he saw. It just calculated in its mind and then came to a conclusion.

The new order was conveyed to the entire army. The southern lizardmen, whose numbers had been reduced by one third, would not continue to attack the third target, but would immediately return to Zetland via teleportation. Through telepathy, Kigal ordered a skin lizard priest who stayed in the temple city to immediately prepare the observatory and divination pool from a distance of thousands of kilometers. It needed to conduct a deep meditation to reveal the future.

The war is not over yet, and the Lizardmen must regroup and prepare to face even greater challenges.

……

Note 1: The magic toads can temporarily let the soul leave the body and go to a very far place to observe what is happening there from a God's perspective. As for why they obviously have this ability, Lustria and the Southland can still lose contact for a long time... Don't ask, the answer is that this is also part of GW's plan.

Chapter 478 Chen Jianjun

Marienburg, the Elector's Palace.

The morning sun shone into the bedroom, and Chen Jianjun opened his eyes drowsily. He actually wanted to sleep a little longer, as he had been a little too restless last night... Unfortunately, the strange feeling in his lower body forced him to wake up.

The middle-aged man raised his neck with some effort and moved his eyes as far down as possible. A head with black hair rose and fell at the edge of his vision, making a wet sucking sound. When Chen Jianjun regained consciousness, the physical pleasure reached its peak. "Hiss~" He gasped and pressed the back of the woman's head with both hands, his mind went blank. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and let go of his hands, exhaling a long breath.

"Hmm..." The woman's throat moved up and down, swallowing the food in her mouth. She raised her head, looked at Chen Jianjun flatteringly, and cleaned the tools with her soft, wet tongue. Feeling that his penis became erect again in the process, the middle-aged Chen Jianjun could only refuse: "Not today."

The woman didn't understand the Aurora language, but she understood the man's meaning through his eyes. "Nihao!" She said the only Aurora language she knew, while straightening her upper body from the bed, exposing the pair of beautifully shaped and absolutely natural balls to the sun. Chen Jianjun couldn't help but reach out and grab the pair of treasures and knead them, causing the woman to laugh.

Unfortunately, it really can't be done today, the middle-aged man thought. The woman who was getting dressed was from Tyrell. She was the most beautiful woman he had slept with recently, and the only one who was not a prostitute. As a single social animal who had been in society for many years, Chen Jianjun didn't think there was anything wrong with men going to the health care center. The only question was "whether it was OK or not", and he himself was naturally... well, in fact, the pressure was still quite high.

After all, age is there.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianjun suddenly felt a slight pain in his waist muscles. It had been almost half a month since he moved into the Elector's Palace. During this period, Chen Jianjun was actually under house arrest. Fortunately, compared to Drachenfels, Ewen treated him much better. Food, clothing, housing and transportation were all provided according to the standards of a distinguished guest.

Even when Chen Jianjun asked as a matter of course whether he could go for a health check-up, Evelyn was surprised at first, and then told him with contempt that although he could not leave the Elector's Palace for safety reasons, he could ask the servants to find a technician for him outside, and the relevant expenses would be paid by the Elector's butler.

Chen Jianjun didn't say anything on the surface, but he scoffed at the so-called "safety considerations" in his heart. Of course, as a veteran who has been repeatedly beaten by society, he would definitely not show such thoughts. Since the Elector had said that the health care expenses would be reimbursed, then Chen Jianjun would naturally not be polite to such a rich man as the Elector.

——It is impossible to say that Chen Jianjun has no resentment about the restriction of his personal freedom. After all, he is a time traveler, and a time traveler with a cheat code! ... Although in this world, "Age of Empires 3" does not seem to be good enough, otherwise he would not have been destroyed by Drachenfels' army just after he reached the Colonial Age. The first batch of units that he had worked so hard to save resources and train were destroyed without even a splash.

Drachenfels locked him up in the dungeon, and treated him as a slave who provided food and other supplies, and abused him wantonly. Occasionally, when the immortals were in a good mood, they would come to the dungeon and randomly kill a few system peasants to relieve their boredom. Chen Jianjun himself was beaten a lot, no matter how submissive he behaved. Reason? There was no reason. Drachenfels never needed a reason to do evil. Since he had the ability to do evil, why not?

The excitement and ambition he had when he first crossed over had long been destroyed in the dungeon. When Chen Jianjun saw the flying ship of the Wester Air Force with his own eyes and took it to Marienburg, he clearly realized that "conquering the world" was just an overthinking, unless he replaced his "Age of Empires 3" with "Warcraft 3" or "Heroes of Might and Magic 3". Although the Age of Empires series also has certain extraordinary elements, it is a pity that it is not strong enough.

Since he doesn't have the ability to start his own business, he might as well just be a leg pendant for the big boss. Aiwen is at least a good boss who pays enough, instead of the boss of the company where Chen Jianjun worked before he traveled through time, who spends all day either making big promises or fiddling with some wolf culture, treating his employees as fools unilaterally, and always wondering why his PUA rhetoric has no effect.

After adjusting his mindset, some things became easier. The female elector named Ewen was very curious about his golden finger and said that there was a place called "Kwang Castle" that needed talents like him. But there was a problem here, that is, Kewang Castle was the first line against Chaos, and to be honest, that place was not very safe.

Chen Jianjun is not a Warhammer player, nor has he played any Warhammer-related games. In fact, he is not even a Cloud Hammer player, and has no idea what Warhammer is, including many of the classic Warhammer memes. After Aiwen briefly introduced him to the general situation of this world, Chen Jianjun wanted to ask if he could not go to the castle?

"You want to be a lord," Evelyn said to him at the time. "I see a desire for power in your eyes. You want to dominate power, rather than always be dominated by power. So here comes the question. As a commoner without noble blood, what qualifications do you have to be a lord? Do you have a family fief to inherit?"

After a pause, Aiwen smiled and said something that shocked Chen Jianjun: "You are not the first time traveler I have seen, Chen. People like you appear occasionally in this world, and some, though not all, time travelers have something that your group calls a 'golden finger'. It may or may not have a physical body. In any case, the golden finger can provide great help in certain aspects."

Aiwen did not reveal that she was also a time traveler. Chen Jianjun had some guesses about this but could not prove it. The false memories given by the War Scripture allowed the lords of the Scripture to perfectly disguise themselves as locals as long as they wished.

"Your 'Golden Finger' is very practical. According to the report submitted by Sir Green, it seems to be able to ignore the land conditions and climate conditions and stably produce grain and other agricultural products anywhere, even in places without sunlight," the Knight continued, "I am sure that the effect of your 'Golden Finger' is more than that. I understand your concealment. Even the closest vassal will have his own secrets, not to mention that you are my guest, not my vassal."

"I must remind you that if you sell your agricultural products in Marienburg, you will be a hateful outsider who disrupts the market. Many people will lose their jobs and their businesses will be ruined by you. The grain merchant guild and farmers will want to kill you. But if you supply agricultural products to the garrison in Kewangburg, you will be a close partner of the army, and every grain of wheat you provide will be a military merit. You can be canonized legitimately without having to go into battle."

"Anyway, Chen, the choice is yours."

The above conversation took place when Chen Jianjun and Aiwen met for the first time. In the end, Chen Jianjun said that he would "firmly obey the organization's arrangements" and gritted his teeth to accept the task of playing the real-life version of Age of Empires 3 on the front line of the anti-hyperactivity war. Of course, before that, there is still a lot of preparation work to be done, and Chen Jianjun will get half a month's vacation.

Then this middle-aged man spent all this time seeking pleasure... Especially last night, Chen Jianjun was invited to attend a banquet held in the Elector's Palace, and met this Tyrell woman who somehow got in: According to her own account, her name was Bella, and she was from Remas in the Tyrell states. Her husband was a merchant ship owner who traveled abroad for business all year round, and she had just come to Marienburg to look for her husband not long ago.

When Bella arrived at Marienburg, she found out that she was no longer a wealthy lady. Her husband had been shipwrecked, and although he survived, his business was ruined and he was in debt.

In order to help her husband, Bella used her family heirloom jewelry to exchange for an invitation to a banquet at the Elector's Palace through special channels. According to Bella, her original target was actually Egwene herself.

"Everyone says that Lady Egwene doesn't like men, and I happen to be pretty good-looking," said Beile, sweating all over Chen Jianjun's arms after the first round of fierce negative-distance fighting last night, speaking fairly fluent Rexpert. "I have no other choice. The only guy who is willing to lend money to my husband is a bastard, and he asked me to go to his house... I thought, since it's like this, why don't I find the richest and most powerful person?"

Chen Jianjun naturally didn't know any foreign language, but fortunately, Aiwen used a magic amulet to solve this little problem.

"In the end, Aiwen had something urgent to do and didn't go to the banquet at all." While waiting for the CD, Chen Jianjun rubbed Bella's buttocks with the holy sword that had been raised again, while kneading the plump balls on the woman's chest, "You met me."

The difficulties faced by Bella's husband were not worth mentioning to Chen Jianjun, and his plug-in was not for show! The resources in Age of Empires 3 are divided into three types: food, wood, and coins. Among them, the three Asian countries also have an additional fourth resource "export goods", with the icon of tea. Although the food output was taken away by this immortal during the time when he was imprisoned in the dungeon of Drachenfels Castle, the coin resources were saved because they were directly stored in the system.

In other words, Chen Jianjun actually had plenty of money. The reason why Aiwen reimbursed the money for his health care was simply because he didn't want to spend it.

At the banquet last night, since Aiwen was absent due to some matters, Bella was the most beautiful flower at the scene. Chen Jianjun felt that if Aiwen's appearance was rated at 10 points, Bella could be rated at about 8 points. It was a pity that although she was beautiful, Bella's own value was only her beauty, and the cost of solving the dilemma faced by her husband was not low. With the shrewdness of the citizens of Marienburg, they would naturally not waste this money.

As a result, this Tyrell beauty got so cheap that her skills in picking up girls were almost zero, and she relied entirely on Chen Jianjun, who was approachable. When Lao Chen invited Bella to a room and showed her the gold that had been taken out of the system resource warehouse in advance, everything that happened afterwards was logical.

"(Rexpert) Bella," Chen Jianjun put on the magic amulet given by Aiwen, and then said, "I like your body very much. Divorce that useless man and be my wife."

The woman who was sitting in front of the dressing mirror fixing her hair froze for a moment. "...I'm sorry, Chen," Bella turned away in embarrassment, "It's over, let's just leave it at that moment, okay? I don't want to betray my husband."

"He sent you here, and you're still talking about this?" Chen Jianjun sneered, "Why didn't he regret it when you went home yesterday?"

Bella may not be a smart person, but she is definitely not stupid. Given the "reputation" of the people of Marienburg, last night, after seeing the glittering gold, Bella proposed that she needed to go back home first, return the gold to her husband, and then come back to "fulfill the agreement." For this, the woman also swore to Mirmidia that she would abide by the agreement.

Chen Jianjun agreed. Anyway, he was not afraid of this woman fooling him.

Seeing Bella fall silent, Chen Jianjun walked behind the woman and put his hands on her shoulders: "He doesn't deserve you. Come with me." The woman still didn't speak. Chen Jianjun continued: "Or should I go talk to that idiot?"

"I can continue to be your lover. I can never let him or any other man touch me again in this life, but divorce is not an option," Bella whispered, "Chen, if you are willing to accept it, I... well!"

Chen Jianjun's left hand passed through Bella's armpit and rubbed her plump breasts, while his right hand went down along her back. "It's okay not to get married. Tell that loser that he doesn't have to pay back the money I lent him yesterday, and he is not allowed to see you again. I will leave today to take up my post far to the north. This is a mission given to me by the Elector. Come with me. Evelyn has promised that as long as I stay there for five years, she will give me a fiefdom."

"...Okay." After a long time, the woman responded.