Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! ! - Chapter 540 Extra: Sorry, but I am in the second week (5)

Chapter 540 Extra | Sorry, but I am in the second week (5)

Karas Typhon always thought something was wrong.

But he couldn’t tell what was wrong.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

【how? No? 】

Next to Karas, Mortarion stood in a daze. Seeing that Karas was in a bad state, he lowered his head to check the progress of Karas’s document review.

“Ah! No…it’s not a problem. The defectors from the southern mountains have all been designated for resettlement.”

Mortarion casually picked up the document Typhon reviewed and read it over.

【good. 】

Karas swallowed. He felt the need to express his doubts.

“But…can I review these?”

Mortarion frowned, and the original body vaguely heard the laughter of Hades at the city gate.

【why not? ] Mortarion said nonchalantly, [Among this group of people, you are the only one who has this talent. Although Kefa is also qualified – he is not as good at reading people as you are. 】

“Well…” Karas said slowly, “I thought I would be doing something… worse.”

Shouldn’t he start with hard labor?

Mortarion almost rolled his eyes;

【This job is already the worst. 】

The original body no longer planned to consume his endless life. Mortarion patted Karas on the shoulder and told him to do a good job.

[If you don’t know how, just ask me, or Hades-Kaifa, he is not an unreasonable person. 】

After saying that, Mortarion picked up the scythe and went straight out.

Karas was left without love.

He always felt something was wrong – they believed that their speed was a bit too fast – although he also trusted Mortarion very much, but – this speed was still too fast!

In two months, Karas had already begun to approve documents responsible for the construction of the entire city!

Karas Typhon no longer knows where to criticize. Mortarion brought him to this position almost based on his personal preference – and he himself is still a half-blood – if you really look into it, Karas has the same relationship with many people in the city. Hatred and bigotry.

But Mortarion just looked at him, said it was okay, and brought him overtime dinner.

Karas Typhon is now in a state of confusion and clarity. He is awake because he needs to approve government affairs. He has already figured out the relationship and logistics of the entire city.

What’s confusing is that he still hasn’t figured out how he got to this position.

In the end, Karas could only comfort himself that maybe Mortarion was indeed… different from ordinary people in terms of interpersonal relationships.

Karas was silent for a while, and he decided to help Mortarion screen out all the villains in the future.

Of course, even if Karas was given 100,000 courages, he would not dare to take revenge now.

Because besides Mortarion, the other master of this human civilization is Hades.

Karas is a little afraid of Hades because sometimes, Karas feels that Hades is the manipulator behind all this.

But the problem is, apart from the initial visit to him by Hades, who helped him limit his psychic talents that were prone to going berserk, he never took care of anything else.

He does nothing.

Even Typhon, who was rated as a good judge of people by Mortarion, couldn’t figure out what the old man was thinking all day long.

Seeing that he often observed Hades, Mortarion once quietly pulled Karas aside and told him that Hades was sick.

Karas: Huh?

Mortarion explained to him very seriously that Hades sometimes talked nonsense, and the original body was initially identified as a mental illness, including Hades’s daze and avoidance of work and people, which could all be explained by this.

Karas felt like he was on the verge of enlightenment.

So, it all made sense.

There’s no one who doesn’t crave power, not even Mortarion – but the psycho does.

From then on, Karas looked at Hades with a more tolerant look.

Hades was also confused for a while because of Karas’s change of attitude towards him. If Hades knew what these two apes thought of him, he would laugh for three days and three nights.

The evaluation is that the morning bacteria do not know Hui Shuo, and the worms do not know Spring and Autumn.

What’s more, Hades is busy doing other things now.

Hades stood at the gate of the city, waiting for the sentry to apply for the certificates for these children. He saw Mortarion coming. Hades smiled, and the man standing in front of him folded his arms and pretended to be an adult. The boy throws it up,

The child screamed in the air,

“Mortarion! Look! I picked up some children! They are willing to come home with me!”

The disdain on Mortarion’s face was beyond words.

Hades caught Vox, laughed and patted his head, and then put down Vox whose mind was blank.

Mortarion came over and stared at the children with a frown. The children were all frightened by the terrifying appearance of the original body. Except for Vox, everyone else hid behind Hades.

[…You went to steal other people’s children? 】

Mortarion hoped that Hades’ condition would not worsen.

Otherwise, he would have to lead the children in person and apologize to their parents.

“They came to me voluntarily.”

Hades spoke righteously and protected the children behind him.

“You scared them, Mortarion. You should pay attention to your personal appearance – at least it shouldn’t look like you’ve been dead for three months, with all the spots on your body.”

“Look, this is Vox, Haznir, Lothul…this is Herrera, and her sister Lysa…”

Hades introduced them one by one, and he almost brought all of Mortarion’s team over. To his surprise, these little kids were all willing to follow him – most of them were orphans.

He himself did not have many close connections with Barbarus people in Barbarus due to physical reasons… of course… except for the Herrera family.

Hades patted Herrera on the head. The little girl had two small yellow flowers on her braid.

Does it look good? Hades specially ran to the mountains and pulled it from the corpse of the alien lord who had been dead for two years.

Lysa, on the other hand, wore braids.

Hades helped the two little girls comb their hair. Even though his hands were almost bigger than those of a child, he was the master of casting! Don’t question the accuracy of a master caster!

“There is currently a shortage of talent in Haven, and it is our duty to train the next generation of talent.”

Mortarion frowned, staring at Hades, and then at the children crawling around Hades.

Mortarion suddenly realized… Hades went to him in the first place… simply because he was still a child at the time?

【……what ever. 】

It’s not a bad thing…but anyway, he was the first one.

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【Ten years later】

“Hades! Eat!”

With a bang, Herrera pushed the door open, holding a pot in her hand, and slammed it on the desk in front of Hades.

On the other side, Hades was lying on a chair, snoring on his back.

Herrera watched as the snot bubbles on the tip of Hades’ nose burst. Hades straightened up and smiled sleepily at Herrera.

Herrera sighed without leaving a trace. Those children back then became Mortarion’s confidants, and they naturally knew about Hades’s illness.

Lately, for some reason, Hades has been getting more and more tired, and it’s obvious to everyone – even if all he does all day is eat and sleep!

In the process of people getting along with Hades, they had never seen Hades look tired.

Mortarion worried that this might be a symptom of an exacerbation of the disease… or even worse…

Herrera was thinking wildly. Her sister Lysa had been spending all day in the laboratory with Lord Mortarion recently, trying to find out what was wrong with Hades.

According to Lysa, Mortarion has been going crazy recently, and Herrera has become more and more worried because of this…Hades is a very good person, he can’t…

Hades asked slowly while scooping porridge,

“Has the recently launched satellite Reaper 3 observed other civilizations?”

Herrera shook her head. For some reason, recently Hades always vowed to himself that he was coming soon.

For this reason, Hades also told Mortarion that the original body should pay attention to his personal image and at least make the original body’s corpse spots lighter.

Normally these conversations would have led to further duels, but the Primarch was simply worried that Hades’ situation was getting worse, and so became more insistent on the laboratory.

“…Old Huangtou hasn’t come yet.”

Hades said weakly that the subspace near Barbarus had been in chaos recently. He estimated that the Emperor was preparing to come over. In order to help them navigate, Hades jumped into the subspace overnight and fought in a melee to get the human ships to sail. Subspace creatures that don’t come here.

If Old Huangtou doesn’t come back, Hades will kill all the subspace creatures in this area.

Hades was thinking to himself, and he felt that it was time to tell Mortarion about his “hydrogen phase cancer” family, so that the children could adapt – after all, not everyone can accept that they have a chance. The golden father, and the twenty brothers, from his own perspective, looked like idiots.

At the same time, Mortarion should also pay attention to his personal image, Hades thought, at least not as if he had been dead for seven hundred years.

“Herrera,” Hades said suddenly, “take the money from me and give Mortarion an outfit – preferably gold…”

Hades’s voice trailed off.

Hmm…golden Mortarion…

Hades decided to stab himself in the single eye.

“Forget it,” Hades said, “just keep it green and white.”

No, it still needs to be gold. As we all know, gold can increase the favorability of a certain primitive person, but if it doesn’t work… make some gold jewelry for Mortarion and hang it up to make him shine as much as possible.

Anyway, the emperor has no aesthetic taste, as long as it is big or gold.

Hades suspected that if he painted Motali’s body all over with gold paint and then pushed it in front of Old Huangtou, Old Huang’s smile would reach behind his ears.

Hades was immersed in his own thoughts, unaware of the sadness in Herrera’s eyes when she looked at him.

“Hades…have you been feeling uncomfortable lately?”

“?”

Hades was stunned and broke away from the eye-catching scene of Golden Mortarion.

“Me? I’m very fine,” Hades said. “It’s Mortarion. What has he been thinking about recently? I think he hasn’t left the laboratory for a week, let alone dead inside.”

Herrera shook her head, “The God of Death has just been researching new drugs recently – but, are you really okay, Hades?”

Hades blinked. He thought about it and felt that he was normal.

The people around him were also normal. They were used to Hades’ words. Although sometimes Hades felt that he should explain further, but seeing that they all looked like they understood, Hades was too lazy to explain. explained.

Anyway, wait for the Lord of Humanity’s fleet to arrive, and whatever you say will be in vain, just watch.

Mortarion was also normal, just like his previous life. He had awakened the habit of giving poison to others. Hades didn’t want to disrupt the development of children’s hobbies and interests, so he became a guinea pig to test the poison.

Hades also wanted to know where the limit of his resistance to poison was – and, this would also increase his resistance to poison.

It’s not his fault, Mortarion has never made any poison that could make him uncomfortable for a second.

Except his tongue will be uncomfortable for a long time.

“No problem, I just haven’t slept well recently,” Hades stood up. No, the emperor was definitely coming. He could already feel the faint air of Yao Jin’s pretentiousness – within a week, that man would definitely will descend upon Barbarus.

By then, everything will be available. As soon as it connects with the empire, Barbarus’s trade value and technology tree will take off directly. Hades thought,

Hades couldn’t stand it anyway, Barbarus was too barren, and even though they had built a third large city now – the food was still the same! If the soil and air are not good enough, everything you plant will be in vain!

The scarcity of agricultural products further limited industry, as well as daily recreation.

Although the human empire is in chaos, at least it has everything it needs.

Then it will be time for him to make big purchases, and let these Barbarians, who have a poor daily life, see the corruption in the capital market!

Hades smiled,

“Herrera…” Hades stared at Herrera thoughtfully, “How about I give you a crystal ball that reflects your position? You can also customize faces and names, and you can project a three-dimensional image at night. content.”

Hades watched as the corners of Herrera’s mouth twitched again and again, and finally stopped.

Herrera turned her face and laughed muffledly,

“I’m leaving first.” Herrera left here as if running away.

Hades was left with a question mark on his face.

Are the Barbarians so simple? A crystal ball can be so touching?

Hades thought that he might as well ask Forge World to customize a life-size crystal ball.

Hmm… In the last life… If you think about it carefully, both Barbarus and the Death Guard were extremely simple and poor…

After Old Huangtou finally came to Barbarus, Hades decided to give him a small blow first and provide Mortarion with a complete laboratory – don’t let him use the broken instruments with single-digit accuracy.

Had it not been for the lack of corresponding mines and ultra-high temperature environments on Barbarus and the nearby planets, Hades would have transformed it for Mortarion. Like now, Hades watched helplessly as Mortarion transformed a Forge World Machine. The junk instruments that even the servants don’t care about treat as treasures.

Everyone who looked at it shook their heads.

Then he went to knock the old horse’s head off – the guy was very shrewd, but it didn’t matter, Hades could always scratch it off.

He planned to give Walkers a good gun, and he could also give him a beautiful diary. This kid liked to write diaries.

…Karas… Hades knows nothing about psychic gadgets. Ask Malcador when the time comes.

Give Karas a whole cool staff so he can hit it wherever he points it.

And Kefa, Lysa…

boom!

Hades looked away from the ceiling and looked at the panting Mortarion at the door.

“Hey, I also said I would go find you.”

Hades said, watching Mortarion sit down in front of him with a frustrated look on his face.

Well, it seems that Mortarion also feels that his father is coming.

Sometimes the Primarch would have a psychic reaction to Old Yellowhead’s arrival.

“You feel it?”

Hades asked, and Mortarion nodded slowly, heavily.

The test tube held in the original body’s hand trembled slightly.

Hades is running out of time, Mortarion thought.

He didn’t want to see Hades go completely crazy.