Chapter 675 Blot: I have no hair left.

"I never thought that I would become the person I hated the most. Damn it! It must be because of Old Man Huang. After all, I have his blood. If a son does not teach well, it is the fault of the father. I am much better than him!"

Seeing Hogg going crazy again, Shafulin curled her lips helplessly. Even as a clone, she felt that her original body was indeed a bit wicked. It was ok for you to fool people, but even the lines were exactly the same, which was too careless.

But Shafulin had emotional intelligence after all. He turned around and praised Hogg for a job well done. It was all the Emperor's fault. The entire bridge was filled with the master and servant's wild laughter.

However, before they could laugh for long, a black shield guard came out pushing a cart full of documents and said to Hogg:

"Father, this is the Black Watch material transfer list that you need to sign today. The Second Princess has been urging me for a long time. If you don't work quickly, I estimate that a new truck will be delivered soon."

Looking at the pile of documents that was more than five meters high, Hogg's heart collapsed. In the past, Emilia was in charge of everything and he didn't have to do these jobs at all. At most, he could work overtime for a few days as a signing machine servant and then just get by.

When the Great Crusade was launched, one day's workload was equivalent to a year's work. These documents and materials had to be signed by the Primarch himself before they could be put into storage, otherwise some legions would simply not recognize them.

"Can't we let Emilia take care of these things? Even Lynn can. They are obviously the commanders of the legion, and I am just a frontline soldier."

Hogg's complaints had no effect, because as he spoke, the cabin door opened again, and another veteran shield guard came over pushing a document cart.

There was nothing Hogg could do about it, so he picked up a pen and began to write his hideously ugly signature, just like a true Primarch.

As for Shafulin, she didn't run away either. Hogg grabbed her back on the spot and threw her a pen to handle government affairs with him, because in Blackwatch, only Shafulin was the same as Hogg, whose handwriting was extremely ugly and also had high-purity energy pollution.

The brain that the Emperor bestowed upon each Primarch was indeed powerful. With just a glance, Hogg could instantly read the contents of the entire parchment and make correct judgments based on the information.

In order to increase the speed, Hogg stretched out his four arms, holding a pen in each hand and signing frantically. If the pens were not strong enough, they would have been scrapped long ago.

As the port of Breas was built, more and more supplies were shipped here, and then distributed and transferred via the Black Watch on it to other legions fighting on the front lines.

Through these lists of supplies, Hogg was also able to guess the general situation faced by his brothers.

As the first Imperial Warmaster, Orpersson's command ability is self-evident. He did not gain this position by selling hooks to the Emperor, but he had the real talent.

Persson occasionally noticed the special talents of each legion. The Midnight Lords were good at surprise attacks, the Iron Phoenix was good at taking on tough tasks, and the Imperial Fists' insane positional warfare could drag any ferocious alien to death.

As for legions like Blackwatch, which were more suitable for maintaining logistics than front-line combat, Orperson did not allow them to go to the front line at all. He just called Princess Gloria, the eldest princess of Alicia, over and arranged for her to go to the battlefield in place of her father.

At the beginning, the other legions ignored Olperson, but soon they found that he was really capable. They went from being uncooperative to cooperating, and now to being completely obedient.

Compared with Orpesson, the Emperor's command ability during the first expedition was a joke. The old man could only rush forward like a pig, and every time he fought, the logistics system collapsed.

If it weren't for the support of Horus and Ferrus, the expeditionary force led by the Emperor would have been defeated by the aliens long ago.

After all, the Milky Way ten thousand years ago was very different from what it is now. At that time, there were many powerful aliens, and they were almost driven into the Solar Star Region several times.

Thinking of this, Hogg suddenly had an idea of ​​running to the front line to fight a good battle, but this idea was quickly dispelled because he knew that he had to stay in Breas. If this supply line was cut off, the soldiers on the front line would be in trouble.

While reviewing government documents, Hogg turned his head and looked out the window. A huge star gate was being built above Breas. Its construction scale was the same as the original five star gates, and this was also the final step of Hogg's grand plan.

“It’s still not enough!”

Hogg was guarding Breas, and the emperor did not go to the front line. In order to ensure that his hometown would not be stolen, Old Man Huang sat on the golden toilet again, but this time he was not the only one sitting on the throne, he was also accompanied by Mara.

The power of separation was replenished again, and the Emperor became extremely powerful, but he could not leave the Golden Throne in this state. Once he left, in order to prevent all mankind from being buried with him, he had to separate. After leaving, he would not be able to defeat the three pieces of trash in front of him. A violent subspace storm was set off in the Sea of ​​Souls. The Emperor was using his powerful psychic energy to protect humans and ensure that the ships were not torn apart by the storm.

Skeleton warriors called the Bound Legion began to appear in the subspace, and under the leadership of the Living Saint, they raided three demonic realms in order to contain the power of the evil gods and prevent them from causing trouble behind the scenes.

Sitting on the toilet is not a pleasant experience. The essence of the Golden Throne is an energy extractor. The emperor wrapped in pipes is in pain all the time, but Old Man Huang doesn't care, because he has already experienced this kind of pain for ten thousand years. He even has the leisure to chat with others.

Seeing that the figure under the throne was handling government affairs, the emperor took out the terminal and invited Emilia to play a game, but this good intention was directly rejected by the chief steward.

"Your Majesty, if you have time, you might as well deal with these documents. After all, this is your job. Even Hogg is reviewing documents. It's really unlucky to have a father like you."

Emilia's tone aroused the resentment of the guards, but the emperor did not care. Instead, he signaled the guards to retreat and asked Emilia:

"Then how do you know what Hogg is doing now? It's impossible that the connection distance of the mental network can span half a star field, right?"

"..."

Emilia was silent, but the Emperor's moral standards did not allow him to give up. He liked to see the unlucky look of others who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

The feather pen that was originally held in her hand was put back, Emilia lit a Rick cigarette, pushed away the table and chair and walked to the throne. Under her golden hair were a pair of beautiful violet eyes, reflecting the golden figure on the throne.

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But just when Emilia wanted to curse a few more times, two huge figures, like left and right guardians, emerged from behind the throne.

One is a giant dog with red fur, Brot, the son of Khorne, known as the Bloodhound, and the other is Roland, the son of the Emperor, who is as big as a dog, with eyes darting around, and can blow up the entire Holy Terra with his maximum output.

The arrival of the real cat and dog duo made Emilia swallow back the curse she wanted to utter, because she knew that these two guys were not very smart and were the worst for people like her who used their brains to make a living.

“Come to think of it, this seems to be the second time we’ve met. The first time was when I discovered Hogg at Alicia Square, and you were hiding behind him.

Hogg just told me that you are a hive noble. No matter what, Hogg is my offspring after all. A man like me, the coolest and most powerful man in the galaxy, will surely have offspring that attract countless followers.

This is our second meeting. As the chief steward of Blackwatch's internal affairs, I find that I know very little about you. Even that idiot Ross who wanted to pimp for me left a better impression on me than you. It's as if you've been avoiding me.

Damn it, I get angry every time I think of Ross. This bastard spread the news that he was my pimp. I didn't touch that Eldar girl that day, but he actually slandered me for only selling hooks. When I catch him one day, I will strip him naked and throw him into the Big Bird Bar."

Seeing that the Emperor was still talking nonsense, the highly educated Blot could not stand it anymore and reminded the Emperor:
"Godfather! Stop talking. You've been talking for almost an hour. We're both very tired from standing. My second brother and I want to play a game. Look, my second brother has fallen asleep again."

"Oh, well! Where was I?"

"Your Majesty, you said you wanted to go to Big Bird and hang out at the bar!"

(▼Benefit▼)
A slap shaved off all the dog hair on Blot's head. When the dog was heartbroken and lay on the ground to pick up the dog hair, the vast golden spiritual energy impacted the entire underground palace, blowing away the red dog hair on the floor and also blowing away all the disguises.

Looking at Emilia, whose temperament had changed drastically and who was staring at him, the Emperor asked word by word:

"Why do you think this is, Miss Sally?"

"No!! My hair"

(End of this chapter)