Chapter 1921: Change the world

"To make a deal, first try to change the population of a capital." The emperor initially agreed to the transaction, planning to try a small number first.

Su Ming shook his head. He wanted the civilians of the Warhammer Universe to be useless. It was all a burden: "Ahem, your civilians are useless to me. I only want soldiers or psychics."

At the emperor's thought, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and time seemed to stop. However, after a while, he still nodded:

"Then I only want a pure-blooded human warrior, this is fair."

"Don't worry, my goods are guaranteed to be warriors who come and go on the verge of life and death every day. They are more cruel than the greenskins, more cunning than the Titans, more clear-hearted than the space dead, and more adaptable than the Zergs."

Su Ming smiled and shook hands with the emperor again. This request is considered reasonable. It doesn't matter that ordinary humans have low combat effectiveness. As long as their brains are good, the emperor can develop transformations that are different from the Forbidden Army and the Star Warrior.

When he develops a new gene technology, Su Ming will trade something like spicy instant noodles. This is trade.

The emperor was still expressionless, but from the look in his eyes, he could see that he was very satisfied with the adjectives.

If you want to stand on the top of the universe, what is despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning are all the virtues necessary for a perfect human being.

So in the next short period of time, Su Ming discussed some details with the emperor, and finally talked about how to deliver the goods.

Because the interstellar warriors have been implanted with genetic seeds, where genes for loyalty to the emperor are written there, how to hand them to the death knell requires a process. The psionicists have also carried out various brainwashing, and loyalty to the emperor has become the basic knowledge.

"I will also sell you the emperor's seat, and then modify the code in the genetic seed, so that you can take over the interstellar warrior and other tools logically. They will be as loyal to you as they are loyal to me, but what are you in exchange for? "

The emperor seemed to be addicted to trading, he even wanted to sell his title.

This is indeed a very pragmatic idea. After all, he is now half-dead, and his body is hopeless. The only way is to live in the subspace in the form of a soul, to become a god, and become a cold sun.

In this way, the so-called emperor title is no longer important, it is better to use it in exchange for the future of mankind.

"Well, you are planning to let me sit in the material world, and you sit in the subspace? Although this is indeed good for mankind, I am afraid I don't have much time to play war games here."

Su Ming took a cigarette and rubbed his chin.

"No need to be like that, human beings are still my tools, you only need to take care of them for a short time." The emperor made up his mind, anyway, the tools worshiped themselves as gods, then he just took the opportunity to become gods: "As long as you can Close the network exit here and save my tools. I will bring the Forbidden Army into the subspace to fight against the chaos, and establish the kingdom of God there, waiting for the day when humanity will be restored."

He offered to continue to fight against Chaos, and offense was the best defense.

"Huh, you are really the'God of Man'. Although I can't close the rift in the subspace, I have another way to solve the dilemma." Su Ming took out a few pieces of paper in his pocket. Drafting the contract: "We sign a written contract, including the items we trade, etc., and then solve the problem of the network node. I can accept the position of the emperor, but your broken universe is yours, and I don't want it."

"Naturally." The emperor calmly looked at the contract.

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"The method I'm talking about is ‘Wandering Tyra’."

Su Ming put away the contract with satisfaction, bid farewell to the emperor Weishan behind him, and explained to the emperor:

"The exit of the network is under the golden throne, and you have also lit the star torch and become a signpost of subspace. Then I will dig all the black nests from Terra, stop in place, and then remove the rest of Terra. Part of it to Andromeda or Centaur."

Yes, the way is to cut the rotten meat off the earth. Isn't this a passage and a signpost? Humans don’t want it, not even the solar system.

After cutting, the clean remaining part of the earth is moved elsewhere. Even if the network is lost, then it is nothing more than an eye of fear. The chaotic army emerges from a city floating in space, and How can it be?

When visiting the megalithic fortress of Dark Angel, Su Ming thought of this method and was ready to trade this plan.

The emperor may have thought of this plan, but could not realize it.

His physical body was forced to sit on the golden throne, and his soul manifested into the network to guard the entrance. The rest of the people naturally did not have the ability to move the planet.

But it was different when Su Ming came. Now the universe is connected. Even if you don't borrow the power of inverting people and Emperor Weishan, the ghost universe alone can do this.

Manipulate the ghost universe through Sepulk, open a channel in the solar system, temporarily **** in the clean part of Terra and Mars, and then spit it out to a suitable galaxy. Isn't it over?

When the time comes, the black nest will be gone. If it is left floating in the space here, the soul and body of the emperor will be free again, and the golden throne will not be needed anymore. It just happens to be deducted for Su Ming to play with.

Kama Taj really doesn't have a good chair that meets the status of the Supreme Master. Usually, he sits on a mat or a chair, and it is not enough for ‘stool times’.

"good."

The emperor achieved his goal. He glanced at Su Ming again with unfathomable eyes. A strange smile appeared on his face, but it flashed past like an illusion.

He appreciates this plan very much, is it wandering Terra?

"Okay, our transaction is almost finished. I will talk about the details of cooperation in the future. Anyway, you will become a god. I can find a few dimensional demon gods for you to exchange experience in upgrading." Su Mingsai told the emperor. There was a cigarette in the emperor's mouth, and he lit it for him: "But you have so much advantage, how about giving me a small gift?"

"Say." The emperor was so talented that he smoked the cigarette to the bottom without a teacher, and with the help of psychic energy, even the cotton was sucked in.

"Come here, Eiffelal." Su Mingchao smiled and waved behind him: "The first emperor is ready to avenge you, isn't it very happy?"

The nun is indeed very happy. While laughing wildly, she walked to the two people crookedly~www.NovelMTL.com~ The death knell did not lie to her, he really became a new generation of emperor, can the emperor still give way..... .

It was something she couldn't even think of before, but she cried when she smiled. She thought it would be very difficult to avenge the sisters and face the chase of the court, but it turned out to be so easy.

She looked towards the death knell through dim tears with some admiration. It was great that he let herself get rid of the fate of dust or chess pieces and upgraded to a tool person.

"Why are you crying? Tell the emperor what your enemy looks like, and then solve the problem. I will take you to other universes to open your eyes and live a good life." Su Ming patted her shoulder amusedly, that blood red The shoulder armor made a thumping sound.

"Yes, father." The nun nodded and smiled.

Su Ming shook his head quickly and shuddered: "No, the first emperor is still a full father, I am just a new emperor, but after you join the Sky Council, you should call me the death knell. I am a human."

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