Chapter 222 The Emperor's Secret

Chapter 222 The Emperor's Secret
If we regard the subspace as a huge resource market.

Then, the evil gods at the top can be said to be financial tycoons with a net worth of hundreds of billions, and the demons under them are senior office workers who work overtime every day and have no holidays all year round.

But no matter how powerful the evil gods are, they still have weaknesses.

Different from the gods we generally imagine, the gods in this world are completely the product of extreme emotions, and everything about them is wrapped up in the authority they possess.

It is totally impossible to make Slaanesh stop being sour, Khorne stop fighting, and Tzeentch stop practicing witchcraft.

These pieces of trash may seem like the God of Authority, but in reality they are the crappy God of Rules, and they are idiots without any filter of Godhead.

As we all know, anything related to laws, rules, and the way of heaven is extremely awesome and can be regarded as the highest limit of the world.

Take the Emperor for example. Now, if this yellow-skinned man with tens of thousands of years of Taoist practice says that he is not a god, then he is lying with open eyes.

But the fact is, sword-wielding Ogrin, who only has brute force, is not really a god. The Emperor is now in the state of half-step to becoming a god. It can be said that half of his butt is stuck in that crack, and he is rubbing it repeatedly with his hook.

As long as the emperor breaks through the groove and reaches the position of god, the enormous power and law will fill it into a puff and make him a madman who destroys the world.

Even if he is a person who loves the human race very much, becoming a god means endless power of faith, and such complicated thoughts will slowly erode his humanity.

If that time really comes, Hogg will have no choice but to go to bed and see if he can find his good buddy the Kobold to get him a job and become a member of the mixed army.

Looking at the innocent-looking Old Man Huang next to him, Hogg, who was in great pain all over and unable to move, could only lie on his sofa and sulk.

Now he was completely weak, and even his body size had shrunk by two sizes, from a 2.2-meter-tall guy to a 1.7-meter-tall dwarf boy, and his psychic energy reserves had directly run out.

Hogg's kidney deficiency made the Black Watchers nearby pass him food and drinks, fearing that their father would die.

Ross, the idea king of Blackwatch, was also thinking about whether he should recruit two Eldar girls to give Hogg a fight.

In order to help his father get better faster, Ross actually hired a few masseurs and even thoughtfully ordered two for the Emperor.

Looking at the cool Eldar girl holding essential oil in her hand, Ross was very motivated and took her to the Emperor first, saying proudly:
"Your Majesty, I think you enjoyed the beating our father gave us. Now that you are tired, come and relax. We at Blackwatch will surely satisfy you with our services."

As an emperor who had seen many storms, this was the first time he encountered someone pimping for him, not to mention that the pimp was not a human. This made him look at Hogg, who was pretending to be dead, with a very subtle look, as if to say:

"Are all your children so brave? He doesn't know that I am the Emperor of Mankind."

Hogg understood the emperor's intention and wanted to give his rebellious son a beating, but he was too weak. He could only hum and raise his head, motioning Ross to come closer.

Ross, who thought he would be praised by his father, licked his face and came over, saying, "Don't worry, father. Everyone knows your preferences. I specially picked four girls with long legs this time and asked them to wear your favorite heels."

Having said this, Ross turned his head and said to the emperor, whose eyes were wide open:
"Your Majesty, don't worry. I know you like gold, so I'm going to find blondes this time. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Perhaps because Hogg had just splashed shit all over him, the Emperor's human side was a little too active at this moment. He first patted Ross's head and praised the child for his filial piety, then he swung out his psychic power and started beating him.

Seeing the captain being beaten by the Emperor, all the Black Watch scattered and stayed away from this place of trouble. However, Ross still asked:
"Your Majesty, please stop hitting me. Just hit my father. Why hit me? If the number is not enough, I can find more for you. Even if you don't like the elves, I still have others here."

It is said that grandparents are closer than grandchildren. However, at this moment, Ross did not feel the warmth from his elders. Instead, he felt their spurring and could only roll around wildly on the ground.

Seeing that the silly boy had been taught a lesson, Hogg stretched out his tail, which was fixed with tape, and poked the Emperor:
"Hey, that's enough, let him go, Old Man Huang. I'll make up for this belated fatherly love when I recover. Ross, you should go somewhere cool and repair the deck when you have nothing to do."

Ross quickly got up and called the girls to leave the bridge, but before the Eldar technician got up, he heard Hogg's erratic voice.

"I asked you to leave, but I didn't ask them to leave. Since they are here, how can I let them lose a day's wages? Let me bear this hardship!"

Thinking that he was the one who paid the money, took the beating, and would be scolded in the end, Ross left the bridge with a numb face, found the darkest corner, squatted down, and thought about the meaning of life.

Looking at Old Man Huang, who was lying on the sofa with blurry eyes and a look of enjoyment like himself, Hogg always felt that he was abnormal, as if he had gone from one extreme to another.

Most of Ross's salary was spent on drinking and partying. Even when he was honoring his elders, he would order the cheapest set meal.

Half an hour later, the technicians who had finished the simple essential oil massage service left here happily, thinking that they had served the Lord of Mankind, and maybe they could use it as a golden signboard in the future.

In the bridge with only two people left, Hogg reached out and pried the Emperor who was about to fall asleep next to him, took out a traditional cigarette and handed it to him, mockingly saying:

"Old man Huang, you are so weak. I didn't expect you to be so short-lived. You become so weak after just one burst. Unlike me, I will be a strong man again after a week of rest."

The naturally tough-talking emperor certainly would not allow himself to be laughed at by Hogg. After lighting a cigarette for himself with a psychic spark, he began to verbally attack Hogg.

Listening to the emperor talking about his glorious past, Hogg was really eye-opening. He didn't expect that the old man Huang, who usually pretended to be a tough guy, was actually such a stupid person.

Looking at the Emperor's lively expression, Hogg became more and more certain that something was wrong with the Emperor, and asked during the conversation:

"Old man Huang, tell me the truth, do you have any unspeakable secrets? You look like this now, and it scares me!"

Hearing Hogg's question, the Emperor sighed and collapsed on the sofa. He was silent for a long time before he said:
"I'm so tired, kid."

(End of this chapter)