Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The saying goes that small matters are dealt with in big meetings, and big matters are dealt with in small meetings. Compared to the ceasefire agreement that was fought over fiercely in the big conference room, the fate of the universe was decided by four people drinking tea in the reception room.

Ryan, Adam, the Emperor, and Robert were brewing tea around the stove. There were several plates of dried fruits and salted plums on the table. In a few words, they planned the fate of the entire Warhammer universe.

Robert held the teacup in both hands and drank the tea in the cup in small sips. As the tea went into his stomach, a very gentle and pure heat came out.

It rises directly from the lower abdomen, making people feel warm and comfortable.

He could clearly feel that under the impact of that heat, even his own mental strength had increased greatly.

But what Adam said was right. He couldn't digest all the heat contained in the tea at once, and he could only sip the tea in small sips.

Adam crushed the peanut shells with one hand, put the peanuts into his mouth, and drank tea.

Thin flashes of lightning moved between his fingers, making a few crisp "chi-la" sounds.
The crushed peanut crumbs turned into the purest energy particles between his fingers and disappeared.

Every time Robert looked at it, his pupils would shrink when his eyes fell on the electric light that was not much bigger than static electricity.

His mental power could clearly sense what kind of power would be if the lightning between Adam's fingers exploded.

The feeling that made his scalp tingle was constantly reminding him that this seemingly insignificant lightning possessed a terrifying power that was enough to destroy a planet.

Just like the three-colored flame cooking under the red clay teapot, it looks like just a cluster of flames, but Robert can feel the temperature contained in the flames, which can turn him into nothingness in an instant.

"Mr. Kidman, perhaps you should understand that only cooperating with our Heavenly Court is the best choice for the Human Empire. What do you think?"

When Ryan drinks tea, he has a very graceful, elegant and effortless demeanor.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Robert Kidman, while constantly glancing at the emperor with the corner of his eye, and said leisurely:

"There are hundreds and thousands of worlds like your universe under the rule of Heaven. To me, these universes are more like a document presented to me for approval. Well, Mr. Kidman, you should understand this very well!"

Robert Kidman nodded deeply touched upon hearing this, unlike someone lying dead on the golden throne.

For thousands of years, he has been working 007 all year round, buried in various mountains of books and oceans of literature every day. There are simply too many things to deal with.

There are millions of planets under the Empire's rule, and even the destruction of a single planet or a hive city is not even among the top ten thousand political affairs he has to deal with.

Thanks to the poor communication environment in the Empire, sometimes, by the time the news of a hive planet being destroyed by a Chaos Demon was placed before his desk, it would have been decades or even hundreds of years ago.

With such poor communications, Robert Kidman didn't even know how he had survived for the past ten thousand years.

Thanks to the Primarch, he didn't have to worry about losing his hair due to excessive stress, otherwise he would be either bald or bald-headed now.

It was already so difficult for him to manage an empire. When he thought about the man in front of him having to manage hundreds of universes, Robert Kidman looked at Ryan with a sense of sympathy.

Ryan smiled slightly and said, "In my eyes, there is no difference between your universe and other universes?
The only reason why I, and even my boss, cast their eyes on you is because you actually made my big brother suffer a loss!"

After hearing Ryan's words, the emperor, who had not spoken since Robert Kidman came in, seemed to have a bedsore on his buttocks. He showed an embarrassed expression on his face and raised his buttocks.

(Su Daqiang is sitting on the sofa with his head down, holding a teacup and not saying a word)

Robert Kidman looked at his "old father" with resentment. If he hadn't taken the initiative to provoke, how could the empire end up in such a situation.

What is the difference between this and the Japanese attack on the Rabbit family's warships in 24 years?

Just a mouse licking the cat's pussy, just looking for excitement, right?

If he had not had a deep conversation with him before, he would have understood what the emperor was thinking, which was to seek help from outside forces to end the empire's tens of thousands of years of war.

He even suspected that his old man had been sitting on the Golden Throne for too long and had developed Alzheimer's disease.

Ryan ignored the two and smiled. Looking at the tea boiling on the small red clay stove, Ryan picked up the teapot and brewed tea for the three of them.

Adam drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, licked his face, and held the cup in front of Ryan.
Ryan glared at him unhappily, and with a slight wave of his hand, the rising white tea vapor turned into a mustard seed spell and fell into Adam's cup.

Gululu—

Ryan picked up the teapot, which was only the size of two fists, and poured several dozen kilograms of tea into Adam's cup in one breath before stopping.

This scene, which went against common sense, made Robert lose his mind again.

This is the space-opening technology that the Mechanicus has always been in theory.

Ryan poured tea into cups for Emperor and Robert, and said leisurely:
"Mr. Kidman should know that if I allow the Dark Council to fight back against you, even if we in Heaven do not intervene, the entire galaxy will be reduced to ruins in a thousand years at most.

Unless this God Emperor intervenes, as the Dark Church is a vassal of Heaven, we cannot just watch them being bullied!"

Ryan picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip: "Then those Tyranid bugs will be your fate!"

Robert's facial muscles trembled. He knew that nothing Ryan said was false.

The Tyranids that disappeared into the universe are the best evidence.

There is nothing to be afraid of about the Dark Council. To him, the Dark Council is no different from the former Tyranids.

With the vast area of ​​millions of planets in the empire, they can exchange space for time. Even if the Dark Council is powerful, they are not without the ability to fight.

However, in the face of the crushing power displayed by the Heavenly Court, no matter how vast the territory of the Human Empire is or how large its population is, it is still no match for the Tyranids who occupy several galaxies.

The ending is predictable!

Robert Kidman subconsciously glanced at the Emperor and saw that he had no intention of speaking.

Robert Kidman looked at Ryan and said in a deep voice: "We have no choice, right? So, what do you need me to do?"

"Mr. Kidman, I hope that in the next hundred years, your Terra Empire will fully cooperate with us in maintaining stability.
You have built a government system in 40,000 years. Although this government system is a mess, like a pile of shit, it can still function.

At least this mountain of shit can't collapse before we take over!
Otherwise, we will have to spend a lot of energy to conquer this universe all over again!" "Excuse me for being blunt! The empire's political system is already overwhelmed. Instead of taking over the entire empire, you might as well conquer the entire empire all over again!"

There was a hazy light in Robert Kidman's eyes.

"Oh?" Ryan was really surprised this time. His hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air and he looked at Robert Kidman sharply, as if he wanted to see clearly what he was thinking.

The emperor who had been silent beside him also looked up at his offspring with a little confusion in his eyes.

Only Adam still ate a few dried fruits and drank a sip of tea, enjoying his meal.

Robert Kidman said in a deep voice: "No one knows the empire's system better than me. Today's empire is like a broken house with corroded beams and pillars. It should have collapsed when my father fell into a deep sleep!
For thousands of years, I have reinforced and patched this house in various ways, but I cannot change its fate of being destroyed.

The reason why the Empire has been able to last for thousands of years is not because the Empire is so good, but because those Chaos Demons are a thousand times more brutal than the Empire. "

Robert Kidman pulled a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth: "Even if they bear heavy tithes, these planets will still not leave the empire because they have no choice. This is a worse world!"

Robert Kidman looked at Ryan: "As long as you prove that you have the strength to give them shelter, believe me, the entire empire will fall apart immediately!"

"The Empire shouldn't be like this. Tens of thousands of years of militarism have already overwhelmed countless planets. Unfortunately, we have no choice. The Empire has too many enemies, Chaos Demons, Greenskins, Dark Elves, Tyranids,

If the Empire did not have a powerful army, perhaps the entire galaxy would have already become the nutrient for the Tyranids and the dining hall for the Chaos Demons!"

Robert Kidman covered his face with his hands. It was obvious that the regent who had ruled the empire for ten thousand years was really tired.

Adam looked at the peanuts in his hand, then at the empty fruit plate. He raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and shouted:

"Someone, bring some more food, and bring over the gourd that imprisoned Tzeentch!"

Several big men appeared out of nowhere, carrying plates full of fruits. One of them held a gourd in both hands and handed it to Adam.

"We have dealt with most of the Warp Demons that have been bothering you. You have also seen what happened to the Tyranids. The remaining Greenskins and other civilizations are no problem at all!"

Adam picked up the gourd in front of him that was engraved with purple spells and flicked it lightly with his fingers.
The entire outer wall of the treasure gourd immediately became transparent, and in the midst of a vast sea of ​​thunder, hundreds of thousands of small black dots could be seen struggling and wailing, enjoying the treatment of being tempered by thunder and lightning.

"Why are there so few people?" Ryan's eyes fell on the treasure gourd, and his brows slightly frowned: "The subspace is not cleaned up!?"

"There are some fish that slipped through the net, but the number is not large. This is only a part of them. I have locked up the rest somewhere else! I will pick them out when I get back. I will keep the useful ones and hand over the useless ones to the Tiangong Palace and Tianyi Palace!"

Adam smiled. "This kind of Warp Demon is somewhat different from other Abyss Demons. They should be interested in studying it. I'll hold an auction when I get back and sell it to whoever offers the highest price!"

"Promising!" Ryan shook his head and took a sip of tea.

Robert Kidman stared blankly at the hideous figure in the transparent gourd. It was Tzeentch, one of the four Chaos Demons.

"From now on, the human empire will basically no longer face external enemies. Ambushes in several star systems have been wiped out, and demons in the subspace will no longer disrupt reality!
Of course, as a condition, the entire human empire surrenders to the Heavenly Court and becomes a vassal state of the Heavenly Court Dou Department! You and the emperor, including your brothers and their war groups, will be incorporated into the Heavenly Court and become the reserve force of the Heavenly Court Dou Department.

We will guarantee you some autonomy and provide you with some material and technical support.
I think we have shown enough sincerity, and within a hundred years, you will see a prosperous human empire!"

"Now I've made all the terms clear!" Ryan looked at Robert Kidman calmly and said, "Tell me your choice!"

Robert Kidman glanced at the Emperor, who was listening attentively to their conversation. When he saw his gaze, he nodded at him.

Things went quite smoothly.

Seeing the attitudes of the two, Ryan gently grabbed from the void with his right hand and took out a cold jade box about two feet long, wide and high from the air.

"Since we are one family, and this is our first meeting, I don't have anything good to give you, so just accept this as a greeting gift from you!"

Ryan placed the jade box on the table and pushed it in front of Robert Kidman.

Robert Kidman looked at the sealed jade box in front of him and was a little surprised: "For me?"

Ryan narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying in an extremely friendly manner: "Your strength is still a little lacking. You can't even beat a ninth-rank official in the Heavenly Court. This jade box contains the divine nature of a god. You must refine it before you are qualified to be listed in the Zhoutian Immortal Register!"

"This can be regarded as a guarantee from Heaven! Since you have handed over the whole world to Heaven,

He will naturally be rewarded with the godhood of a powerful god. Well, this is a god king of a pantheon. Unfortunately, he could not see the situation clearly and tried to start a rebellion, so his godhood appeared in the box!"

Godhead, it was as if a kilogram of dynamite exploded inside Robert Kidman's head, making him tremble all over!

Although the common people of the Empire deify the Emperor and regard the Astartes as the Emperor's angels, how can such a thing as a God truly exist?

Those gods and demons are nothing more than creatures from another dimension, and many beings who claim to be gods of the subspace cannot interfere with reality, just like the four Chaos Demons.

If it weren't for the Emperor who created them and triggered the Rebellion of the Primarchs, these demons would have seduced the fallen Primarchs into working for them, and there would have been an army to conquer the real universe.

How can these evil gods of the subspace be called gods?

What's more, godhead, wasn't this something created by the fantasies of novelists on Holy Terra tens of thousands of years ago? How could it really exist?

Robert Kidman felt a little dry in his mouth. He looked at the jade box in front of him and reached out to touch the smooth surface of the cold jade box.

Robert Kidman sighed deeply, looked at the emperor, and slowly opened the box.

A soft golden light burst out from the box, inside which was a polygonal crystal about three inches in diameter.

There were still traces of blood remaining on the crystal, and a powerful aura so strong that it frightened Robert Kidman emanated from the moon-white crystal.

"I will teach you a method later so that you can refine this godhood!" Ryan looked at Robert Kidman:

"I will give you a task. I will give you the authority to mobilize all materials and manpower. If you can help the Heavenly Court to rectify the economy, religion, and army of this world within 50 years, and establish a complete monitoring, transportation, and communication system, I will give you a chance to join the General Affairs Department!"

(End of this chapter)