The Last Sentinel

"What did you do to me?"

"I feel my hormone levels are dropping and my estrogen levels are surging."

"You—ah!"

Ye Feng struck the Space Necromancer in the back with a palm strike, forcefully knocking the troublesome fellow unconscious.

Honestly, Ye Feng never intended to kill the space undead.

Firstly, the Necromancers of the Space are truly troublesome. They are the victors of the War of Heaven, the reincarnations of the Fearful Ones. Because they lost their ability to reproduce, their members sealed themselves away. Their chieftain, Silent King Szalak, is the legendary last Speaker of the Triune Council, the [Star God Crusher], the Strategic Supreme, and the Redeemer. With a single breath from Silent King, the Weasels and the three Warp Vendors would all jump up in alarm.

Secondly, Ye Feng came here to rescue Ouyang Tiezhu and incidentally send him the system. He will be here for a maximum of 24 hours, and killing the space undead will cause trouble for Ouyang.

Thirdly, judging from this incident, it is obvious that Ouyang Tiezhu and the Blood Raven Battle Group, those fatherless bastards, stole the sealed ancient tomb of the Space Necromancer and dug the sealed Space Necromancer out of the coffin. This act of robbing someone's ancestral grave is extremely immoral and they are in the wrong from the start.

Dr. Ouyang looked at the unconscious space undead. "Lord Kakarot, what should we do with this guy?"

Ye Feng raised his hand and closed the coffin lid. "Bury it back in the same place where it was dug out."

Ouyang awkwardly rubbed his hair and said, "Actually, I, I didn't dig it up on purpose. We originally wanted to get a batch of space necromancy relics, but who knew that a few Blood Raven brothers with dirty hands would steal its coffin."

"Alright." Ye Feng interrupted Ouyang, "You've been in this world for ten years, and the system hasn't appeared. I'm here to give you compensation."

Ouyang didn't speak, but rubbed his two big hands together, his face showing a mixture of emotions: resentment, anger, grievance, gratitude, and the bittersweet feeling of finally getting better.

In this demonic land of Qatar, this hell on earth, a mortal descended upon it. Relying on the three great divine books of transmigration and the promise made by the system at the moment of transmigration, he endured three years, then another three years, and finally ten years. Ten years transformed the boy who used to scream at the slightest cut into a fearless and resolute man who now faces the undead in space without flinching. Such a tumultuous growth process is painful, but also admirable.

Ye Feng didn't say anything, but simply took out a box of Liqun cigarettes and handed one to Ye Feng.

"Thanks."

Ouyang somewhat awkwardly lit the Liqun cigarette. The two sat on the white rocks, looking at the vast battlefield, without saying a word.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, and all his suffering and grievances turned into wisps of smoke, lingering in his heart.

Ye Feng asked, "What kind of system do you want?"

Ouyang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ye Feng raised his hand and gently stroked it, and a huge compass appeared in front of him. Various kinds of cheat codes appeared on the compass, including rule-based, causal, probability-based, feedback-based, tenfold enhancement, and so on.

Ye Feng said, "You can pick one."

Ouyang glanced at the densely packed system wheel, smiled bitterly, "Lord Kakarot, I really don't need a system anymore. If it were when I first transmigrated, I would have really needed a system. If you had given it to me back then, I would have chosen it without hesitation. But now, ten years have passed, and I've gotten used to life without a system."

Ye Feng raised his hand and put away the cheat compass in front of him. "Since you choose not to have the system cheat, then let's choose another one. I can help you fulfill a wish, whether it's your ideal back home or your ideal in the Warhammer universe now, just name it."

Hearing Ye Feng's promise, Ouyang's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly. "Really?"

Ye Feng said, "Take it. This is what I owe you."

Ouyang said, "I...I want to go back to my hometown."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed over Ouyang's information. "You're an orphan?"

Ouyang nodded, "Yes, but I just want to go back to my hometown, take a short walk around, have a nice meal that I used to be unable to afford, and visit the orphanage I used to go to."

Ye Feng said, "It will come true after you go home. It's a bit of a waste to waste your only wish and opportunity on going home."

Ouyang couldn't help but ask, "Does Your Excellency mean that all time travelers can go home from now on?"

Ye Feng asked, "That's right. So, besides going home, what other wishes do you have?"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang's heart burned with excitement. He clapped his hands emphatically, "This is so much fun! Countless transmigrators can go home, that's awesome! Everyone will be competing with each other then. I can't be an orphan who comes out and another orphan who goes back!"

"Yes, sir! I have a wish!"

"I hope I can marry a woman who is incredibly wealthy, richer than a country. After marrying her, I'll rise to the top and live a life of luxury, with many, many sons. When I return to my hometown, I'll be returning in glory. Compared to running away as an orphan, that's so much more glamorous!"

Ye Feng was somewhat surprised to hear this absurd wish.

Ye Feng thought the other party would promise him a dream of immortality, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to enjoy life to the fullest.

However, judging from the other party's ten-year time travel experience, in a reality like Warhammer where even dogs would shed tears, living for the moment is the theme of life.

He wouldn't consider those long-term ideas of immortality; in this crazy universe, living a long life is actually a kind of suffering.

Ouyang said, "My lord, is my wish too outrageous?"

Ye Feng said, "It's not outrageous, but I need some time, about ten hours. I need to use the entropy increase bond formula model to perform a Bazi (Four Pillars of Destiny) calculation for you."

Ouyang said, "No problem, it's only ten hours."

Just then, a crackling sound came from Ouyang's intercom. "Is this Dr. Ouyang? This is Jon, the company commander of the Blood Raven First Company. Are you alright?"

Ouyang said, "I'm fine. Do you have any instructions, Lord Jon?"

Jon said, "It's like this, we plan to pay our respects to Primarch. Could you please inquire whether he is available at the moment? The main fighting force of the three Blood Raven companies is already concentrated in the outer ring belt of Catachan. With the utmost loyalty and love for Primarch, we wish to pay homage to our great father. This is the common wish of all Blood Raven offspring!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang was somewhat bewildered. He turned to look at Ye Feng in front of him and said, "Company Commander Jon, are you mistaken? The Primarch of the Blood Ravens doesn't seem to be here. Moreover, as far as I know, the Primarch of the Blood Ravens has always been a mystery. No one knows who the Primarch of the Blood Ravens is! Even after searching through the sequences of the twenty Primarchs in the Imperial Code of Astartes, there seems to be no record of the Blood Ravens' orthodox Primarch."

"The Codex Astartes?" Jon asked. "Dr. Ouyang, this codex is nothing more than a brainwashing book compiled by Guilliman to control the Empire, filled with his personal will. This book is not trustworthy; it's all Guilliman's side of the story. We, the Blood Ravens, have our own Primarch, and the Primarch has already appeared. It was the one who just descended upon the battlefield, annihilating the giant Ripper with a flick of his finger, unleashing a cataclysmic disaster with a wave of his hand, and sealing away the undead in space—the great First Primarch, the Platinum King! The original benevolent father of the Blood Ravens Chapter!"

Ouyang froze on the spot, wondering what the hell was going on!

This Lord Kakarot is clearly a time traveler and time administrator!

He came to find me and to save me. What does this have to do with you Blood Ravens?

What the hell is this "King of Platinum"?

Can you guys stop talking nonsense? What does this guy have in common with you bunch of blood crows?

How could he possibly be your genetic prototype!

Ye Feng interrupted Ouyang, "Is it the Blood Raven Legion? I accept your loyalty, but my time here is limited. I will leave Katachon in twenty-three hours."

Faced with Ye Feng's words, which were filled with divine authority, Jon was extremely excited. "Thank you, thank you, Father. I will tell Commander Gabriel right now that we will arrive immediately. Thank you for accepting our loyalty..."

The call ended, and Ouyang looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression. "Sir, Blood Raven is not a well-regarded interstellar warband. A strong person like you doesn't need to get into trouble because of Blood Raven. Becoming their genetic prototype will cause a lot of trouble."

Ye Feng laughed: "I'll be leaving in twenty-three hours. They won't be able to find me then, so why worry about what happens afterward? Besides, you seem to have a good relationship with the Blood Raven Legion. If I become their genetic prototype, it will solidify your position within the Blood Raven Legion!"

"Why wouldn't you do something where I suffer no loss and you profit?"

Ouyang rubbed his hands together and said, "But the Blood Ravens have such a terrible reputation. They're a notorious thief gang throughout the galaxy. Even when judges from the Imperial Inquisition investigate the Blood Ravens, their homes are raided by them!"

Ye Feng said, "I've passed the stage of caring about reputation. In the adult world, it's all about interests. If it's beneficial to us, what's wrong with becoming their genetic prototype? He's just a mere thief king, not worth worrying about."

Ye Feng said this without batting an eye.

After all, within the Milky Way galaxy, Ye's reputation had long been ruined by Hua Xiaobai and the Ten Legions of the Galaxy Cluster.

If Hua Xiaobai does anything wrong, then he'll do it under the guise of being a sentry!

Whenever the Legion of Stars wages a purge against heretics and does not have time to apply for an extermination order, it writes an extermination order by hand. The highest-ranking officer on the extermination order will directly write the Sentinel's name in the signature section, and no one will hold it accountable later.

In the eyes of all heretics, Ye Feng is a carbon-based tyrant who will do anything for profit, capable of building an eight-figure tollbooth and setting up a four-figure membership level on the Grand Line, and doing everything except personnel matters!

Since his reputation is already so bad—a stray dog, a galactic villain—adding another Warhammer Thief King title to his list of titles is nothing, it doesn't matter!

Having too much debt doesn't bother you, having too many lice doesn't bother you either, it's no big deal!