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Chapter 280: Kaul: Don’t make me become Luojia, the God of All Machines!
Zhou Yun noticed Grandpa Lan. Oh no, Robert Guilliman's eyes were on him.
He slowly pointed his finger at himself.
"Don't look at me, what's wrong with me?"

"I am just a garbage collector in the lower nest of the hive. If it weren't for Sanguinius Tormeng's recruitment, I would still be picking up garbage in the hive!"

"You've met Reina before, she's the boss of my gang, talk to her."

Robert Guilliman waited gently for Zhou Yun to finish speaking, and then reminded him softly: "Ms. Reina claimed that you are a saint, and even whispered to me that you might be a god."

"Of course, you were there at the time and should have heard these words clearly."

"She sincerely shared with me your belief in one of the three divine attributes of the God of All Things, the original driving force of all things, the source of power within all life and machinery, the great original power."

"In addition, there is the Eternal Dragon, the one who devours the insect swarm, the leader of the Death Cult, the Chosen One of Death, the one who was given the power of death by the Emperor, who brought death to the enemies of mankind in the name of Lion Russ."

When he said this, Robert Guilliman could hardly hold back his expression.
In fact, Robert Guilliman had already begun to imagine what expressions Lion and Russ would have when they heard what Zhou Yun had done.

Sanguinius also laughed softly, and he was obviously thinking the same thing as Guilliman.

Guilliman heard Sanguinius' laughter and turned his gaze to him, as if asking him what kind of existence Zhou Yun was?

However, Sanguinius simply shook his head and told Guilliman nothing.

Guilliman sighed helplessly and turned his gaze back to Zhou Yun.

As for Guilliman himself, he does not believe in gods or no gods.

But the so-called Gods of the Warp are objective and real. The Emperor lied about this, but Guilliman would not lie to himself.

Perhaps, inside this seemingly mortal body of flesh and blood, there really is a much larger, god-like entity existing in the subspace?
Guilliman had some residual memories of what he had seen before his death.

He remembered the being that molded his body, the blue, round being that had given him death with its round hand, and that had molded Guilliman into shape with that hand.
"But Reina has the same intellectual problems as Magnus."

Zhou Yun shook his head and quickly rejected Reina's story, attacking the accuser's intelligence in the most direct way:

"And she's an illegal psyker."

Zhou Yun was actually a little nervous when he said this. He really didn't expect that Lena was still an illegal psychic. It was also thanks to Greyfax who hurriedly wrote her a special exemption. Otherwise, if she wasn't careful one day, she might be taken away by the black ship to burn the Astronomican.

Hearing Zhou Yun directly accuse Reina of having the same intellectual problems as Magnus, and being an illegal psyker, Guilliman's expression was slightly tense, but he quickly adjusted his expression and continued:

"It's not just Ms. Reina who claims that you are a god. In fact, the entire Cadia 184th Regiment and even the Blood Angels have a similar view of you."

"The Eldar also claim that you are the god of death for humans."

As he spoke, Robert Guilliman looked at Zhou Yun.

"Believe me, there are more people in this galaxy who believe that Robert Guilliman is the Son of God."

Zhou Yun retorted without hesitation:
"As for the spirits, who among the good people would believe what the spirits say?"

Zhou Yun's words made Robert Guilliman nod slightly and fall into a moment of thought.
Zhou Yun's rebuttal did not seem to have any flaws.

But Robert Guilliman could clearly feel the connection between himself and Zhou Yun, and he truly felt that Zhou Yun's essence was far more powerful than he said.

This is the one who can bring him back from death and remove the corruption caused by Fulgrim.
At least according to the Eldar, this is something only the Eldar Death God can do.

“I’m really not a god.”

Zhou Yun noticed that Robert Guilliman still had a look of doubt on his face, and couldn't help but sigh slightly:

"If you don't believe me, go ask the great sage Belisarius Cawl."

"I believe that the great sage Kaul will make a rational and wise judgment with the rigor of a scholar."

Robert Guilliman was somewhat persuaded. Compared with the Eldar and the imperial people who were bewitched by superstition, perhaps Belisarius Cawl, whom he was familiar with, was a more reliable advisor.
“He is not God!”

Belisarius Cawl was summoned into the sanctuary and said solemnly to Robert Guilliman:
"In the name of the triple will of Om Messiah, God of All Machines, and Primordial Power, the wisdom of God of All Machines has been explained to me, Mr. Zhou Yun."

Belisarius Cole took a deep breath.

".He is not a god! He is definitely not a god!" "Look, I am a great sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Can you tell the difference between me and the God of All Machines?"

"Then...then Master Zhou Yun is just a great sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus who is stronger than me. You can also tell the difference between him and the God of All Machines, right?"

The words of the great sage echoed in the temple, and Zhou Yun couldn't help but cast an approving look at Kohl.

Only Robert Guilliman's expression slightly changed.
The pronoun "He" that Kaul used to refer to Zhou Yun was only used as the object of "he" in Low Gothic.

But in High Gothic, the word itself also serves as a third-person pronoun for God,
Zhou Yun didn't seem to understand High Gothic, and was not familiar with the grammar of Low Gothic, so he didn't hear this detail?
But...but a being who can reverse life and death and resurrect two primarchs doesn't understand High Gothic?
Robert Guilliman didn't believe it.

It's like saying that without psychic powers, the Emperor is just a socially anxious, otaku, and a bad old father. No one would believe it.
Is he hoping to hint through Cawl that he does possess some of the qualities of the Warp Gods, but is unwilling to admit it for some reason?
Robert Guilliman pinched his chin slightly, then motioned Belisarius Cawl to walk to the side under the marble column.
This position was far enough away that even the Primarch's superhuman hearing would have difficulty hearing the tiny whispers at such a distance.

But if Sanguinius wanted to listen, he only needed to use a little psychic energy, and Zhou Yun must be able to do something similar.

But this is not important. Robert Guilliman just wanted to pretend to verify his conjecture.

"Kaul, tell me, is that Lord Zhou Yun a god?"

Belisarius Cawl was being watched by Roboute Guilliman, and sweat was pouring down the half of his face that was left.
"Sir, I still remember the events of the Perfect City. Do you remember them?"

Belisarius Kaur bowed deeply, somewhat fearful:
"I don't want to be Lorgar Aurelion, the God of All Machines."

As expected, Robert Guilliman felt that his guess had been verified. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Yun and Sanguinius.
The two seemed to be whispering, but the distance was too far, and Guilliman, who had no psychic power, could not hear clearly.
But it seems that they heard the conversation between Guilliman and Belisarius Cawl through psychic means.
"He really does look like a Grandpa Smurf, with a Papa Smurf and a bunch of Smurfs." Sanguinius whispered, lowering his voice.

"Not only that, he also has a sister named Lan." Zhou Yun also said in a low voice.

"Evelene?" Sanguinius couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "She is truly an elf."

Watching Zhou Yun and Sanguinius whispering about some secret, Robert Guilliman felt more and more that his guess was correct.

But if He really possesses certain qualities of a Warp God, why would He refuse to be regarded as an object of faith and deny that He is God?
Robert Guilliman's superhuman brain began to work.
From his father's strong disgust for worshipping him as a god, to the destruction of the Perfect City, to the fact that the subspace would change due to the emotions of all living beings, many broken clues were connected into a line in his mind bit by bit.
Faith, faith itself is also an emotion.
So will this emotion be reflected back to the believers? Obviously it will. This is how the gods draw strength.
But thinking of the insane and corrupt appearance of the gods in the warp, Robert Guilliman shuddered slightly.

Beliefs and emotions are primitive, chaotic, and prone to extremes.

If it is really as he guessed,
What has become of the father and the emperor?

He suddenly felt a surge of fear, but he quickly suppressed it in his heart.
There are still many mysteries to be solved, but at least now he has solved one of them and knows why Zhou Yun and the Emperor resist being called a god.
He waved his hand to signal Belisarius Cawl to leave, then returned to Sanguinius and Zhou Yun, with an expression on his face that showed he knew everything.

Zhou Yun looked at him strangely, wondering what he understood? Did he hear that he and Sanguinius had just called him a Smurf?

"I already know that you are not God."

Robert Guilliman tried his best to make his tone sound sincere.

He still didn't know Zhou Yun's true nature, but he could feel the connection between him and Zhou Yun.

There is no doubt that his life, death and even his existence itself are controlled by this being who claims not to be a god.
Sanguinius seemed to be the same. It was obvious that he was the one behind this incident.
But if this is the price that must be paid for him, for Sanguinius to return to the Imperium and fight for humanity,
Robert Guilliman chose to accept it. He believed in Sanguinius.

But he also understood that Sanguinius and Zhou Yun came to Macragge because they obviously had something to ask for.
They need five hundred worlds of Ultramar.
"What do you want from me?"

Population? Troops? Sacrifices? Planets? Guilliman pondered what the bottom line was.
"money."

Zhou Yun smiled. He liked talking to smart people.

Just like the Great Sage used only a few words to explain to Guilliman that he was not a god, talking to smart people can save you a lot of energy.

Guilliman was stunned for a moment, seemingly unable to react to what Zhou Yun was saying.
"money."

Zhou Yun emphasized it again, and then explained:
"Valuable materials that can be exchanged for wealth, no matter what it is."

Hearing this, Guilliman showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

No wonder they want to resurrect themselves, no wonder
He, Robert Guilliman, might not be the best fighter among the Primarchs, nor the most intelligent, or even the best at commanding.
But it is definitely the best at operating and producing materials.
"That's too easy." Guilliman smiled. "You will find that even after ten thousand years, Ultramar will still be one of the five hundred richest worlds in the galaxy."

(End of this chapter)