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Chapter 220 I am the Emperor! I am the Lord of Mankind!
Elytra Castle, Elytra and Claw Restaurant,
The restaurant owner was waving his three arms, wiping the already clean plates.
Its eyes revealed a bit of emptiness, as if it was just trying to find something to do.
The old door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open. The restaurant owner raised his head suddenly and stared at the person who came in with some vigilance.
One of its arms quietly reached across the table, and it growled in a low voice:

"I have no interest in hanging out with you guys and amusing myself in another scam. I just want to run this restaurant well."

"Get out of here! Otherwise, even if I die, I will tear off some of your heads."

"Don't be nervous, boss."

However, the voice coming from behind the door was not crazy, but full of reason and gentleness:
"Do you remember me? I came to your place for dinner!"

The restaurant owner was stunned for a moment when he saw the face of the person who came in.

"It's you, I remember. No one will ever forget that someone can eat a whole fire scorpion."

The restaurant owner lowered his weapon slightly and watched the person outside the door walk into the restaurant.

Zhou Yun slowly stepped into the door. His face was changed by the body clay, becoming a cunning look with a baseball cap on his head.

He was accompanied by a large man with some chitinous Ogryn.

That's Mephiston.

Last time, Mephiston used cognitive distortion to sneak into the Elytra Castle, but was discovered by Neurolicart at the last moment.
In order to prevent accidents this time, Zhou Yun used body clay to help him physically camouflage.

Mephiston was too big, and he had to hide the power armor under the clay, so Zhou Yun could only disguise him as a larger Ogryn.
It’s just that as the chief think tank, Mephiston has been too polluted by knowledge and can never act out the innocence of Ogryn.

The restaurant owner looked at Zhou Yun warily, then asked hesitantly, "You're not crazy either?"

"What do you mean I'm not crazy? I left Scalyx Castle after the Great Council ended."

Zhou Yun had a faint smile on his face. He sat down at the dining table and asked with doubt:

"By the way, what happened to Elytra Castle? I met some people on the road, and they were all crazy."

".He was still mumbling about the Emperor, Terra, and the throne."

Zhou Yun did see the chaos in the Sheath Castle on the way.
Almost all the chicken thieves have fallen into some kind of madness, and after the death of the patriarch, their cognitive distortion seems to have not only not weakened, but has become stronger.

Zhou Yun probably saw something from their fragmented language.
Some cunning people mistook the Elytra Castle for Holy Terra, and their chitinous shells for power armor. Those crazy spreaders and mechanical technicians thought they were technical priests of the Mechanicus. The weirdest thing was that they were still mumbling about the Imperial Truth. It seemed that they were still living in the 30th millennium of mankind.
Other thieves are also in their own confusion, some even claiming to be the Sons of Horus, Death Guard, Thousand Sons or some other legion.

Zhou Yun even saw a thief yelling that he had developed a spell that could solve the brothers' flesh and blood mutations.
Then after a while, Zhou Yun saw that many chickens turned into sand.
There was also a large chicken thief chasing other chicken thieves to kill, saying that he wanted to imitate his father and kill one out of ten.
This elytra is really crazy.
"You still think we are the descendants of Elytra Saint-Gilius?" Looking at Zhou Yun's face that was not crazy, the restaurant owner was stunned for a moment.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Boss, please cook two dishes for me. I'm starving." Zhou Yun waved his hand and said to the restaurant owner.

After Zhou Yun had more money on hand, he exchanged the gourmet tablecloth for it.

But what was beyond Zhou Yun's expectation was that although the basic gourmet tablecloth could turn into food, the food itself actually cost money. The price of some of the more precious food could even catch up with the preciousness of a feather of Saint Gilles.

The gourmet tablecloths that can actually create food out of thin air are even more expensive. Zhou Yun's eyelids twitched when he saw them.

What's more, the food tablecloth cannot turn out those special foods that are only available in 40k, and the taste of the same food is not much different. Zhou Yun is quite nostalgic for the craftsmanship of the owner of the restaurant in Sheath Castle.

The boss sighed slightly, then smiled slightly: "It's been a while since anyone has come to my place for a proper meal."

Having said that, the restaurant owner turned around and walked into the kitchen, and after a while came out with a plate in his hand.

"The Cult of Elytra Sanguinius has collapsed. No one is bringing food anymore, and I don't have much left."

"Bloodgrass rhizome starch balls fried with fire scorpion meat, just eat it."

Zhou Yun looked at the food in front of him. It didn't look very good.

Blood grass is a desert plant native to Balt. Its rhizomes are rich in starch, which can be made into sweet drinks or candies after fermentation. It can also be made into starch without fermentation.

The fingernail-sized blood grass starch balls in front of Zhou Yun are one of the specialties of Bal. They are fried with slightly spicy fire scorpion meat and look a bit sticky.

But after taking a bite, Zhou Yun still couldn't help but sigh at the cunning cooking skills of the man in front of him.
The satisfaction brought by starch, fat and protein danced on Zhou Yun's tongue, and in less than a few minutes Zhou Yun finished the whole plate.

"What happened to the Elytra Sanguinius sect? How come I know nothing about it?" After eating, Zhou Yun's fingers swept across the hot stage clapperboard & robot director, and asked with a tone full of confusion and bewilderment, as if he was a person who knew nothing.

"There is no such thing as Elytra Sanguinius, and there is no pure descendant of Elytra Sanguinius. It's all just a scam and an illusion." The restaurant owner took a breath and took out a Baal cigarette from his pocket. He hesitated for a moment, then took out another one and handed it to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun waved his hand to refuse. Although he drank, he never smoked.
The main reason is that there are too many LHO cigarette technologies and fierce jobs in the nest city. Many people go blind on the spot after taking a puff of it.

As a result, Zhou Yun didn't even dare to smoke the pure natural Baer cigarettes. God knows what's inside them.

The restaurant owner snorted and lit up a cigarette.
"Some time ago, the clan leader led people to welcome the so-called living saint Saint Gileli, and he never came back."

"But one night, everyone's eyes seemed to become clearer than before, and many things that were previously unclear and puzzled became clear to us now."

"We looked around and saw no pure descendants of Sanguinius. We only saw a group of mutated and corrupted monsters."

"We are the ones who steal the genes, and we are the ones who blaspheme."

The restaurant owner laughed at himself:
"It's all a lie and an illusion. We are just poor creatures being controlled by the Tyranids."

"Then some people committed suicide, some went crazy, and the entire Elytra Castle was in chaos."

"I discovered some clues a long time ago, and I was mentally prepared, so I didn't go completely crazy."

As he spoke, the restaurant owner took a deep puff of his cigarette, then stared at Zhou Yun, as if observing his reaction.

"Oh, I have already found some clues and I have made some mental preparations." Zhou Yun said without changing his expression. With the help of props, his voice sounded very credible.

The restaurant owner was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly.

"What happened then?" Zhou Yun slightly pressed down the baseball cap on his hat and asked the restaurant owner.

".Then they went completely crazy, and many people seemed to be trapped in different hallucinations."

"Some think they are members of the Ecclesiarchy, some think they are from the Great Crusade Fleet, and some think Elytra Fortress belongs to Terra. In short, it's a mess. These lunatics with different worldviews are still cannibalizing each other in Elytra Fortress. They might as well sink into the illusion of Elytra Sanguinius together."

"The most powerful force right now is the group of people who believe that Scalyx Fortress is Terra. They worship a certain special individual and call him the Emperor. They now occupy most of the middle and lower levels of Scalyx Fortress."

"They also occupied the propaganda equipment. Oh, it's about time."

The restaurant owner raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the clock on the wall.
Time stopped at 14:13 on Terra time.

"They believe this is Terra and insist on using Terra's calendar and timekeeping."

As he spoke, the restaurant owner pressed the speaker switch on the wall, and a sound mixed with the roar of insects came out from the speaker.

"I am the Emperor of Mankind!"

A hideous, terrifying, yet strangely alluring voice echoed in Zhou Yun's ears:

"I am tenacious and have led my people through the years of suffering ravaged by the warp storms and endured the cruel test of the era of conflict. I will always defend the stable rule and strict laws of mankind. This is my innate duty as the Lord of Mankind!"

"I have been guarding the flame of human civilization in the ancient night, keeping it burning forever! I have protected Terra, the homeland of mankind, intact to this day!"

"I am delighted that the era of disintegration has ended and my great plan to rebuild my territory has begun."

"O orphans torn apart across the galaxy, the remaining fragments of human civilization, I will embrace you all!"

"I will bring you the truth, dispel falsehood and superstition, and explain to you the destiny of mankind!"

"The human empire will rule the stars again. This is the manifest destiny of the human race!"

"Pledge your allegiance to me! I am the Emperor! I am the Lord of Mankind!"

Mephiston, who was disguised as Ogryn beside Zhou Yun, had a dazed look on his face. For the first time, his face showed the innocence that belonged to Ogryn.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but applaud.
What an infectious speech, what passionate lines, what a confident ruler,

It sounds much more believable than an old father who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, a socially anxious, otaku, a scientific researcher, and has failed in his education!
(End of this chapter)