Chapter 845 The Importance of Order

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The gate of the flagship conference room was not opened automatically, but was forcibly opened by psychic power.

When the Emperor controlled Vanessa's body to float out of the conference room, the gate behind him slammed shut.

Guilliman and Lion in the conference room could hear how angry their father was from the bang of the gate closing.

The Emperor walked forward in the corridor.

Everyone who passed by him could not see his existence due to the effect of psychic power.

After walking a distance in such a menacing manner, the Emperor suddenly stopped, leaned on a golden pillar at the corner of the corridor, and looked up at the ceiling above his head for a long time.

He listened to what Guilliman said, and even agreed to a certain extent.

To a certain extent.

But the Emperor just didn't want Guilliman to get involved in this matter, because he felt that this matter had nothing to do with Guilliman.

As for blaming Qin Mo for not being persuaded by Qin Mo, the Emperor thought about it and felt that it was because he was too sad at the time and complained without thinking...

But this can't be completely blamed on me.

The Emperor thought so.

Who knew that guy would catch fire like fuel?

Doesn't he seem to understand me?

Thinking of this, the Emperor curled his lips slightly, stopped leaning on the adamantine pillar, and continued to walk forward.

After walking about a hundred meters, the Emperor's figure stagnated and used psychic power to teleport to the corner of the corridor ten meters away.

Then, Qin Mo walked out from another corner.

The Emperor used psychic vision to check and found that Qin Mo was not alone, but with a new Thunder Warrior.

From the armor, it looks like a new Thunder Warrior, but it is not.

That is one of the cloned Primarchs brought back - Angron.

In order to keep Clone Corax, Qin Mo often went to chat with Clone Corax and improve his favorability so that he could stay in the fleet honestly.

This is how Qin Mo keeps someone. He never orders the other person to stay. He will use words and actions to impress the other person... provided that he has patience.

When talking with Clone Corax, Clone Angron often comes up to interrupt.

At first, Qin Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense with Angron, but later he found that this guy was particularly interested in him, and then realized that he should not have preconceived that Angron's clones were also unable to communicate with the original body.

After that, just like now, Qin Mo often talked with Angron's clones.

"What is the whole universe like in your eyes, and what am I like in your eyes?" Qin Mo asked while walking in the corridor.

Angron thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"I feel like I am in a giant arena like everyone else."

"You are a slave owner like that golden man, but you are a slave owner without slaves. What do they call you... Anyway, I think you are a strange slave owner like my brother Guilliman."

"Slave owners are different from each other. For example, you are completely different from the slave owner who claims to be my father."

"..."

The Emperor, who was hiding in the corner, heard everything and cursed: "Stupid donkey head."

But even though he cursed, the Emperor felt sorry for Angron.

At least this human will thinks so now.

Angron would think that the universe is a big arena, and the Tyron Army, the Astra Militarum, and the Astartes are all gladiators belonging to a slave owner, and then they drive their gladiators to fight with the gladiators of other slave owners.

But this kind of thinking is not because Angron is born stupid, but because he was educated to think so.

The Primarchs are born knowing, but they also need to be educated. If Angron fell into a cesspool, he would think that the universe is a super cesspool when he grows up, and every creature in the universe is a maggot burrowing in the cesspool.

This is the importance of education.

Angron was unlucky, or not just because of bad luck, there are other reasons. He did not get a foster father like King Connor.

"You are a wise slave owner." Angron continued, "Why do you think that golden tyrant hated and loathed me from the moment he found me?"

"First of all, if you want to describe slave owners like Guilliman and me, you should use the title of ruler." Qin Mo stopped.

"Sorry." Angron smiled awkwardly, "I'm learning."

Qin Mo shook his head and didn't take it to heart, and then said: "Secondly, why don't you go to the corner and ask your father and let him tell you what he thought at the time."

Hearing this, Angron was very confused.

And the emperor who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping was startled.

The cloned original looked at the corner next to him, but didn't see anyone.

"Look, he's still the same." Qin Mo stared at the corner and said, "This guy thinks a lot, but he never expresses it. He dares to stand up when the human race is in the most critical moment, but he just doesn't have the courage to reveal his heart to others."

Angron looked puzzled.

The Emperor at the corner leaned against the wall, holding his breath and looking around.

He didn't want to show up in front of Angron's clone, because he felt guilty and wanted to say too much, but he felt uncomfortable and afraid because of Angron's hatred for him. He could die immediately, but he was never willing to stand up and explain to Angron.

Just like he had a lot to say to the cloned Primarchs, but after Angron stood up and questioned the tyrant slave owner, the Emperor was like being punched in the mouth by Angron, and all the words stuck in his throat were pushed back into his stomach.

"It doesn't matter, I can answer you for him." Qin Mo pulled Angron to continue walking away, and at the same time glanced at the corner, "But I must correct his habit of always holding back his words!"

When the two walked away, the Emperor was relieved, and was glad that Qin Mo didn't bring Angron over just now, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Angron.

"He does hate you and despise you from the moment he found you."

"But it's not like you think, he thinks you are a waste, he didn't unify the world you are in, and he didn't establish your great reputation as a Primarch."

Qin Mo said to Angron as he walked.

"Just like Warmaster Horus, he was just a social person in the Hive World before he was found, a thug, why was he treated kindly and given the duties of Warmaster?"

"The Emperor never hates losers, he only hates one thing, that is, the destroyer who stands on the opposite side of order."

"You led the gladiators to burn, kill and loot, and revenge without a plan. This is standing on the opposite side of order and becoming a destroyer. He hates this."

"Even if you only occupied a city at that time, even if you hid in a village, mortals maintained a normal life under your rule, he would not have the slightest dissatisfaction and contempt for you."

After speaking, Qin Mo looked at Angron's thoughtful face and added two more sentences.

"Of course, I am not speaking for the Emperor, I just expressed my guess."

"Who knows what that guy was thinking at the time, you know, his thinking is completely different from that of normal people."

After listening, Angron pondered for a moment.

Qin Mo left the cloned Primarch, and the cloned Primarch was still in contemplation and did not realize it.

After a moment of deep contemplation, Angron murmured to himself: "Order..."