Chapter 545: Desensitization Master—Hogg.

The Primarchs are not invincible. Even one as powerful as the Emperor is at risk of being paralyzed and confined to the toilet, not to mention the Primarchs under the Emperor.

Hogg considered himself an honest and trustworthy man. If he said he would hang them up to make dried bacon, he would definitely hang them up and would never let this bunch of trash have an easy life.

At Alicia's construction site, Dantioch, who had come from afar, was directing his Iron Warriors to work passionately, and he angrily scolded a new recruit who had read the blueprint the wrong way:

"I really don't know how you passed the recruit assessment. You even forgot our Iron Warriors' signature skills. If I find you holding the architectural blueprint upside down again, you're doomed."

He clapped his hands a few times. As a veteran soldier who had been fighting for thousands of years, Dantioch lamented that the new recruits were getting worse with each generation. If they had made such a huge mistake back then, they would definitely have been beaten to death with 11 blows, and there would be no chance of criticism and education.
"Oh! Forget it, this is all thanks to the fact that it was contracted by His Highness. If it fell into the hands of my father, you would definitely be in big trouble."

The Iron Warrior who was confronted didn't dare to say a word, thinking to himself, I just passed the recruit assessment and joined the company less than a week ago. Before that, I was training in Catachan. That damn place doesn't have architectural drawings, there's not even a piece of cement. How can I see it? Should I look at the trees baring their teeth?

After adjusting the blueprint in his hand, the young Iron Warrior slipped away smoothly, and Dantioch walked towards Hogg in a very servile manner, and took out a pack of biscuits that Marato had brought with him from the shoulder armor storage compartment.

Looking at Hogg, who was sitting in a chair painting a plastic figurine, Dantioch pulled over a bench and placed the biscuits on the table:
"Your Highness, these are the cookies that Grandma Emperor asked me to bring you. Lady Emilia also asked me to bring you a message, saying that your brain has come back on its own, but I don't know why it is a little depressed. I hope you can go back as soon as possible."

Hogg knew very well why he was depressed. Fortunately, he was not the one who stayed behind, otherwise he would have been the one who was stuffed in.

Putting down the freshly made figures in his hand, Hogg placed the six plastic figures neatly together, opened the cookie box brought by Dantiok, and gave him one.

As the sound of chewing biscuits rang out, Dantioch reached out again. When he got the fourth piece, the gray boy stopped his stealing behavior and pointed to the six pillars on the square and asked Hogg:

"Your Highness, I wanted to ask you before, why did you tie these six Primarchs to the pillars? And you haven't even dressed them yet. Most importantly, except for Lord Guilliman, the other five lords still have blood oozing out of their crotches?"

"sofa!"

"What! What sofa?"

Hogg fiddled with the original figurine on the table that was in the same pose as the one next to it, and explained:

"These bastards broke my sofa and even threatened me in my bedroom. I don't know who gave them the courage. In order to make them distinguish between the big and small kings, I decided to let the emperor give birth to children and cut them off!"

"Ah this!"

After hearing this explanation, Dantioch subconsciously twisted his buttocks, thinking that these Primarchs were really courting death. Everyone knew that Hogg liked his little sofa the most. This thing, along with Dorn's little blanket and Horus's Centaur ring, were known as the three most untouchable things in the Empire.

"What about Lord Guilliman? Why hasn't he been killed, that is, forever?"

When Hogg heard Dantioch mention Guilliman, he became even more angry. He took a big sip of super concentrated Nuka-Cola before he calmed down. The frightened Gray Boy quickly dodged the loud burp filled with intense nuclear radiation:
"That night when I went back to my room to sleep, this bastard was lying on my sofa, naked except for a pair of tight blue underwear, drooling all over the floor, and looking at me with the eyes of a pitiful puppy. You have no idea how disgusting it was."

"Guilliman is such a loser. I don't know how he started the rebellion. Once we capture Holy Terra, I will give him a dozen Warlord-class Titans to train. He must get him back on his feet. Don't you agree?" Dantiok didn't dare to say no. He nodded and said he must train well. But when he saw six Primarchs hanging like roast geese beside him, perhaps because he had been hanging out with Blackwatch too much, the little boy suddenly had a desire to commit suicide. He asked Hogg:
"Your Highness, can I take a picture in front of them? Maybe I can keep it and send it back to my hometown as an heirloom for my family."

Hogg knew Dantiok's original family well. They were the royal family of the Empire's Yellow and Black Banner, and a model family that had been passed down for thousands of years and had contributed countless space warriors to the Empire. He would definitely not refuse such a small matter.

Thinking of this, Hogg suddenly had an idea. He took out a sign that said "Ten dollars for taking photos" and stuck it on the floor next to him. He also pulled Omega over, who was afraid that her brothers would discover her little secret, and asked her to help take photos.

Since the first wave of offensive has ended, the Second Empire's troops are beginning to build fortifications and digest the resource worlds that have been conquered, causing Alicia to assemble multiple legions of troops.

Having seen several Primarchs hung on pillars before, the Astartes were a little scared, but when they saw Hogg put up a plaque and organized a special activity of taking photos for ten yuan, they all came over and wanted to take this commemorative photo of the Primarchs.

When the Primarch with the ball gag in his mouth saw this situation, he immediately struggled violently, but he could not break free from the sturdy chains made of shining gold. Instead, he was whipped by Hogg.

As several tears of humiliation flowed, more and more people came to take photos, so that they lined up in the square. Even some former imperial soldiers who were trapped in Alicia because of surrender were attracted by the excitement and ran over from the prisoner-of-war camp:

"What are you doing? Is it time for dinner again?"

"Bullshit, why are you always thinking about eating? It seems like there's some kind of Primarch photo-taking event going on over there, and they said it only costs ten yuan, do you want to go?"

Ten throne coins are valuable, but compared to being able to take a photo with the Primarch, it is nothing. The Astra Militarum immediately nodded in agreement and ran over with his good friend.

Word spread quickly, and as the crowd grew larger and larger, Omega, who was taking photos crazily, became a little too busy, so he called his own spy boy over.

Alpharius's skills are beyond words. Ever since she found out that her good father had turned into a mother, her filial piety instantly deteriorated. She wanted to follow Omega around every day and take pictures as soon as she picked up the camera.

As more and more male humans gather together, they will gradually share a brain, generate a real-time sand sculpture network, and eventually a few idea kings will pop up.

As a white scar who likes to sell fake goods, Na Risong who came from afar, had just finished his drilling mission. Seeing that the crowd was gathering more and more, he turned on the terminal and started a live broadcast. He also found a good uncle next to him and wanted to sell the uniquely shaped original figures on the table through live broadcast.

Hogg, who loves to watch the fun, certainly would not refuse. He moved a container of authentic plastic figures from the dimensional space on the spot and opened it on the spot during the live broadcast to show that this batch of materials was absolutely genuine and was shaped in large quantities using the power of the star god.

As soon as they were put on sale, the live broadcast room under Na Risong was instantly filled up, and the six-member original body set painted by Hogg himself was also photographed on the spot by an anonymous user named "Plans Cannot Keep Up with Changes".

Time passed quickly, and after three full days of sales, the crowd finally dispersed. The six strips of air-dried bacon hung on the pillars had completely lost hope and stopped their meaningless struggle.

Looking at his offspring who were ultimately insulted on the terminal, the big man sitting on the golden throne laughed unscrupulously. The emperor had long wanted to give a fatherly education to these rebellious sons who ran away from him.

In the silent underground palace, a golden flame mixed with black fire rose up, and then a disturbing whisper was heard:
"Hogg, oh Hogg, please come here quickly. Only if you come, I can be freed from this damn throne."

(End of this chapter)