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Chapter 300 Xigaoqi: Is there really a nd century?

Seeing the price of "Unicorn" suddenly increase, Zhou Yun's expression suddenly froze.
1.6 billion! This was the largest single income he had ever received, 10 million more than the Star God fragment of the Burner!

"This God is quite good!" Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although he understood that this was a way for Slaanesh to win him over and show his good will, Zhou Yun couldn't refuse the free money.

He hurriedly looked at the "Unicorn" in his pocket. Her body was full of cracks and she was about to explode in less than six seconds.
Zhou Yun quickly focused his attention on the last column.

[Selling or implementing a parenting program: Child behavior correction and re-education?]
Sell ​​or parent? That is the question
Zhou Yun had seen the power of the Fat Tiger Demon. Although 1.6 billion was a lot, Zhou Yun was now close to the 500th World of Ultramar. The first batch of goods alone brought in tens of billions. 1.6 billion seemed less valuable than a new Demon.

A new great demon Shizuka cultivated with the incarnation of Slaanesh? Suneo?
The beauty and love represented by Shizuka are the domain of Slaanesh, and the emotions of luxury and ostentation represented by Suneo are also the domain of Slaanesh.
Zhou Yun felt that both of these were possible.
He calmed down and directly chose to implement the parenting procedure to re-educate "Dujiao" on child behavior correction.

The unicorn body in the four-dimensional pocket suddenly swelled, and its flesh and blood fell apart. Its soul, will, and existence were all peeled off layer by layer. The subspace energy from Slaanesh turned into a violent tide in Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.
The pure subspace power rose and fell, and was stretched a little bit in the four-dimensional pocket, turning into thousands of complicated lines that intertwined and changed in the dark deep space.
Zhou Yun stared at this scene, waiting for the next change.

And then, there was no more.
Zhou Yun looked confused as he watched a ball of subspace energy threads entangled with each other in the four-dimensional pocket.
"Parenting Process: Child Behavior Correction and Re-education Progress: 36%"

"No Additives in Childcare Materials"

Is this, parenting has become a mess?

Zhou Yun looked at the silk thread in the four-dimensional pocket with a question mark on his face.
He noticed that the threads seemed to be constantly changing in some graceful postures, as if an invisible, skilled pair of hands were weaving the threads into various beautiful postures.
What on earth did this produce?

How come there is not even a specific form?

While Zhou Yun was thinking, he suddenly saw a huge shadow covering his body.
Zhou Yun looked back cautiously, but saw
Guilliman's face was covered with ice, his hair was frozen by the cold vacuum, and his face was slightly red.

Guilliman had been attacked by the toxin released by Slaanesh, but he had apparently just overcome it and regained his ability to move.
It can only be said that the Primarch's physical fitness is indeed strong. It took only a few minutes to resolve the poison that the Avatar of Slaanesh had refined with his own body.
The fight between One Horn and Sanguinius was extremely fast, and the battle was over before Guilliman could overcome the poison.

Looking at Guilliman's frozen face, Zhou Yun felt a little embarrassed.
Because time was too tight and he was too far away from Guilliman, Zhou Yun didn't have time to shine the adaptation light on him.

Guilliman held his breath and quickly made a few hand gestures to Zhou Yun.
But... But Zhou Yun had not received any training in sign language, so he did not understand what Guilliman was gesturing.
"He asked, has Fulgrim's situation been resolved? What happened just now? And can you open a portal for him to return to Macragge?"

Sanguinius whispered,
The air around him had been consumed, almost turning into a vacuum, but Sanguinius was still able to make sounds, which was obviously a magical psychic power.

Zhou Yun gestured, signaling Guilliman to wait.
His highest record is holding his breath in a vacuum for half an hour, so this shouldn't be a problem.

And Zhou Yun still has something to solve
He walked towards the noble incarnation that was tumbling in the corner of the damaged cabin.
This noble avatar was cursed by Slaanesh to tumble over the ground for eternity.

But even so, he still looked at Zhou Yun with confusion and bewilderment.
The will of Sigouch is in him, and Sigouch always pays attention to the souls of all clowns, especially the unicorns.
The soul of the one-horned creature did not belong to Slaanesh. Zhou Yun snatched the soul of the one-horned creature from Slaanesh, a soul that was so deeply corrupted.
This shocked Xigaoqi.

"I think we can talk about cooperation." The Sublime Incarnation said while doing somersaults.

Zhou Yun said nothing, but just stretched out his hand to grab him.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk, but he can't make his voice heard in a vacuum.

After all, he is not very good at psychic stuff, so maybe he can ask Lei for help when he has time, or learn from Sanguinius when he has time.

The noble incarnation rolled over and slid away from Zhou Yun's fingers.

But Zhou Yun's other hand directly grabbed the opportunity.

The sublime incarnation and everything around it suddenly slowed down.
The crazy clock turns sixty thousand times, time slows down,
If I can't slow down Slaanesh, can I not slow down your incarnation of Xigouqi?
Zhou Yun grabbed the sublime incarnation and stuffed it into his four-dimensional pocket.

[Item name: Sublime Avatar]
[Origin: Webway-Black Library]
[Evaluation: The unit in the Eldar Clown Troupe that is responsible for playing Xi Gaoqi himself. The heavy oil paint on their faces is said to be imitating Xi Gaoqi himself, and Xi Gaoqi's will will also be attached to them, which is equivalent to Xi Gaoqi's incarnation in the world. It tastes sweet and is cold in nature. It has the effect of treating emotional discomfort and stagnation of qi.]
[Production time: 911.m40]
[Status: Cursed]
[Value: 36]
[Is it for sale?]
Zhou Yun directly clicked Yes. In the deepest part of the webway, a place that no detector could find, in the black library protected by the Harlequin Troupe,
This is the gathering place of all Eldar knowledge, a remnant of the ancient glory of the former Eldar Empire, a place of knowledge deep in the dimensional maze, and also the refuge of the Laughing God Xigochi.

The sentinels of the Black Library, who were neither creatures of the Warp nor purely from the material universe, patrolled the library. The crystal tomes bound by chains of light emitted a faint glow like stars.
That was the book written by Xi Gaoqi. He often planned performances for the clowns in front of the book and listened to the new music that appeared in various parts of the galaxy. Laughter always filled the place.
But in these few short minutes, the laughter suddenly disappeared.

Sigourney no longer laughs, and all the clowns are separated from him,

The Clown God was suspended above the dome, holding in his hand a disc that was used as an information medium by ancient humans.
There was a blue, round, red-nosed figure printed on the CD, which looked a little funny and a little cute.
This disc appeared at the entrance of the Black Library, in front of Xi Gaoqi, when the Human Empire had just appeared and the gods were fighting.

He didn't know who sent the disc, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and watched several episodes of the animation in just a few seconds.

It was a good story about Doraemon from the 22nd century taking care of a child named Nobita.

Doraemon has many magical props from the 22nd century, such as a telephone booth that can create a parallel universe with just one phone call, a creation suit that is used as a toy for elementary school students, and a magic potion that can turn truth into lies. Only a few episodes are recorded on the disc, which is obviously a small part of the entire animation, but the imagination shown in it still makes Xi Gaoqi love it.

That simple fantasy full of beautiful expectations for the future is a feeling that the Eldar have long forgotten.
Of course, what really concerned Xi Gaoqi was that the props and images in this animation seemed to have some connection with the being named Zhou Yun.
Does His magical prop really come from the so-called 22nd century?

But these things clearly did not happen in the second century of the third millennium of mankind. Based on the information in the disc, Xi Gaoqi guessed that this should be just a fantasy work that began to appear at the end of the second millennium of mankind.
At this moment, Xi Gaoqi noticed that Zhou Yun had captured the noble incarnation he had sent out.

But Xi Gaoqi was not worried that Zhou Yun would kill him. His purpose was obviously to negotiate with Zhou Yun at the cost of the clown.
Wait, why did He grab his own noble incarnation and stuff it into the four-dimensional pocket in his stomach?

Xi Gaoqi felt that his noble incarnation disappeared in Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket, as if it was decomposed by something.
But the sublime incarnation is equivalent to the extension of Xi Gaoqi,

He could sense that the Avatar's soul had neither returned to Him nor gone to Slaanesh, but
But Xi Gaoqi only had time to see a glimpse,
Through the soul of that noble incarnation, I saw a glimpse. I saw that brilliant, unique world, as if it was the crystallization of the beautiful fantasy of the future of humans who have not yet left Terra.
Welcome to the 22nd Century

A gentle voice swept past Xi Gaoqi's ears, and then all the scenes disappeared before his eyes.

His connection with that sublime incarnate soul was completely severed.

But Xi Gaoqi was sure of two things in this short moment.
The soul of the sublime incarnation regained his body, and the world he saw was material, real, and without the taste of the warp.
"Shit, Asuryan's sphincter is dilated by Slaanesh!"

Xi Gaoqi couldn't help but say:

"Is there really a fucking 22nd century?!"

“Ahhh!!!”

Zhou Yun couldn't help but sneeze.

In the command room on Macragge, Guilliman, whose face was frozen by the vacuum cryogenics, turned his head and looked at Zhou Yun: "Why did you sneeze for me?"

Zhou Yun rubbed his nose. He didn't know why he suddenly sneezed.

The Chapter servants brought a blanket to Guilliman and draped it over his body, which had been frozen in the vacuum of cryogenics. Although this did not do any harm to the Primarch's body, he was still cold.
"Hilandri Curtain Walker escaped."

Guilliman wrapped himself in a blanket and looked at Zhou Yun and said:

"How are you going to track down the Black Library?"

Zhou Yun chuckled and took out an arm-long mirror from his four-dimensional pocket.

(End of this chapter)