Chapter 184: Old Man Huang is really good at judging people.

Although Hogg had no dignity in front of his offspring, he did not mind it and instead enjoyed it.

Perhaps Hogg's parents were more open-minded in his previous life, and his parents often used physical education, so that Hogg thought it was normal to be on close terms with his offspring.

This kind of atmosphere where you call me dad and I call you brother may be unique among the Primarchs, and other legions cannot imitate it at all.

Looking at Hogg who was blasted out and Dantioch who was lying on the steps basking in the sun, he was so envious.

Although, after several desensitization training sessions by Hogg, Mr. Krabs has become much more humanized, his tsundere personality remains the same.

Dantioch, who had been with Blackwatch for a long time, also wanted to experience the pleasure of educating his own Primarch, but he didn't dare.

If he pointed at Perturabo's nose and cursed him like Emilia did, there would probably be stakes buried with him on the Fourth Legion's construction site.

Rubbing his increasingly plump cheeks, Dantioch threw this dangerous idea out of his mind. He had serious business to attend to this time.

After trotting to catch up with Hogg, Dantioch first gave Hogg the Sky Eagle Salute and then said:

"Sir, since I met you, I haven't been back to the Fourth Legion for almost sixty years. Do you think it would be possible for me to go back?"

Upon hearing that it was his construction team leader who wanted to resign, Hogg definitely couldn't let this guy get away. Blackwatch still had so many businesses waiting for him to handle. If he left, he wouldn't have to spend money to hire someone else.

Looking at Dantioch, who had been involved with Blackwatch for half his life, Hogg took out his talkie and called his beloved Pepe.

The speaker was picked up immediately after pressing the broadcast button, which made Hogg feel a little warm. He thought, "Pepe really cares about me."

The speaker that was connected came with Perturabo's impatient voice:
"Tell me what's going on. I just discovered that a group of subspace creatures have stolen my legion's stuff. I don't have time to chat with you."

Hearing the two key words "stealing" and "subspace", Hogg immediately thought of his own Burning Legion. He didn't expect these guys to be so skilled in their work. Their enterprising spirit must be rewarded!

He handed the speaker to Dantioch and let the ash boy, who was almost as tall as the Primarch, speak, while he gave the father and son some space alone.

A few minutes later, Dantioch, with a frustrated look on his face, returned the speaker to Hogg. The 2.80-meter-tall guy looked as aggrieved as a fart spirit.

"What's the matter? Xiao Ke, didn't Perturabo let you go back?"

"(;Д`), my father said that I only cheat my own family and that my architectural style is not like his. He also said that I have mutated, but I don't look like a mutated person at all!"

Looking at the big man who was several heads taller than him, Hogg thought that even the Iron Warriors, who were all short and fat, were only a few centimeters taller than his own Black Watch.

And you guys who eat too much and eat too much, your overnutrition in recent years is almost catching up with the Primaris, which makes Hogg wonder if you have developed the Primaris technology. Who would believe that you are Pepe's offspring?

But for such a capable subordinate, Hogg could only comfort him:

"Perhaps Pepe is in a bad mood. After all, I am your uncle. Just stay here with me! I promise to treat you like my own children and let you experience the warmth of home."

"Come on, call me uncle."

"Uncle." Dantioch didn't know how he called out smoothly, and he felt relieved after saying it.

Hogg felt very pleased with the feeling of being awesome, and immediately arranged a ten-year plastering job for the young man and asked him to do the job well.

At the same time, he also implicitly suggested that he could find some brothers who wanted to join Blackwatch, and then they would be rewarded. Looking at the silly big man with a thoughtful look on his face, Hogg quietly left, and he was ready to relax.

After being busy for decades, Hogg finally had some free time. During these three months, he roamed around every corner of the Alicia star zone, observing the living standards of the people under his rule.

During this period, he did not ride on the Black Light in a high-profile manner, but instead found a merchant ship and traveled back and forth like a civilian, discovering many interesting things.

Finally, Hogg, wearing civilian clothes, came to the burrito shop where he had lived for several years and lay on the big bed he made with scraps.

"More than 60 years have passed in the blink of an eye! Shafulin, how nice it would be if it could always stay like this."

"Give me some more time, wait until the Nila terminal is built and a stable navigation method is developed. By then we will have real capital. But why don't those rubbish give up?"

As Hogg muttered to himself, a shadow appeared from behind him. It was Shafulin who had transformed into the Queen of Blades.

Sharp bone wings covered Hogg's head, and his silver hair, which was the same as his own, was streaked with scarlet, and he looked at him calmly.

"Don't you know very well that this world is a cesspool? What is bound to come will come. Now it is almost reaching the critical point. They will not let us have our way."

Hearing Shafrin's words, Hogg recalled what he had seen in the past three months.

Prosperous people, foreigners living in peace, veterans who are disabled but treated well, a preliminary network that has been set up and put into use, it is so beautiful, so peaceful.

But, that was until he saw the minions of that bunch of trash lurking in his territory.

"Fuck him, I finally understand why Old Man Huang is so anxious. As long as we have a chance of turning the tables, these four losers will turn the table over."

"But I really don't want to implement that plan. As long as the first shot is fired, the entire galaxy will burn, and all the wealth I have worked so hard to save will be wasted. Why not let Old Man Huang sell his grove? He has been a she-wolf after all."

Looking at Hogg with a wretched face, Shafulin, who had been away from the original body for a long time, felt that he could not keep up with the version. He thought Hogg was afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, but who knew that he was worried about his family's wealth.

"Hogg, you've really done enough. If letting Old Man Huang sell his dick can solve the problem, do you believe that he can bring all the Primarchs to entertain customers? That shameless guy will definitely do it.

You should think carefully by then. You are the most popular one among the four people who desire you. You will probably receive Tzeentch in the morning, Magma at noon, and Slaanesh at night."

Hogg shuddered at the thought of that scene. To be honest, this was the reason he didn't vote for Chaos. God knows what posture and angle the evil god would use on him.

He, the old immortal Hogg, must not end up like this, absolutely not!
"Hey, where's the Kobold?"

"Kobold? He's so nice to you, he's probably being used as a tool to liven up the fun, weighing your %￥ over and over again!" Shafulin, who wasn't afraid of making trouble, weighed him up and down with his claws to create a vivid image.

"Stop, stop talking. I'm beginning to regret letting you copy my memory. Damn you, you Buddha Bead God of War. You're disturbing my mind."

Shaflin, with a smirk, sat next to Hogg, also lying on the scrap board and looking at the ceiling. He poked Hogg's head with his tail and asked:
"Are you really not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice? I have copied part of your memory, and we really know each other well."

"Afraid? How is that possible! I've already given everyone a chance. Don't blame me if they can't seize it."

"After all, how can we have peace in the future without bloodshed and sacrifice? Everything is for the big plan!"

(End of this chapter)